Anna 1-844-332-2639 EXT 203
Mommy Anna had Sissy Baby Tami awake from the nursery. Tami tried to rub her eyes
and asked Mommy what she was doing. Mommy Anna told her that today they would be doing
special reverse Potty Training. “What’s that?” said Tami.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
Puppet is here, just as he always is. He is kneeling on the bare hardwood with his spine straight and his hands tucked neatly behind his back. He doesn’t speak unless I grant him permission and he doesn’t move unless I tell him to. His name really does suit him.
“Look up,” I say, quietly. My voice barely rises above the hum of the air conditioner. Instantly, his head tilts back. His eyes are wide and glassy with a desperate, frantic devotion that borders on worship. He is a masterpiece of my own making, stripped of his autonomy until he is nothing more than a vessel for my whims.
Kayla Cumsalot 184433CANDY Ext 357
I found some things on your laptop, and I’m disgusted. I thought you were a nice guy—a guy I could trust. Everyone loves you! They think you are fun, kind, and sweet, but you aren’t, are you? You’re a DIRTY, SICK, FUCK.
I’ve asked you to take a walk with me so we can TALK. I can tell you are nervous. Overthinking. Trying to guess what I might be upset about. When we get to the park, it’s dusk. Only a few are still playing on the structures.
Anna 1-844-332-2639 EXT 203
Mommy returned Tami to the nursery, she was overdue. Overdue for punishment, for Sissy training and for being taken care of by Mommy Anna. Mommy unlocked the door and approached the crib, but was surprised to find Tami completely soaked.
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Anna 1-844-332-2639 EXT 203
Late one Friday Night, a pretty little blonde was sitting at home. He was contemplating going out,
but instead he called his Auntie Anna. She told him not to go out, that it was too late, and it
would only result in him being tired and drained the next day, instead Auntie Anna insisted she come over and keep him company.
Fall For Francie xXx 844-332-2639 xXx 208
Honestly, it’s fucking pathetic. You motion for me to sit on your lap and whisper foul things in your ear. With every degrading, humiliating word that spills from my pretty pouted lips, your dumb dick gets harder and harder. Oh, does the addicted loser wanna touch it? Rub it? It isn’t like it’s big enough for you to actually stroke it.
Handsex is the only kind of sex you’ll ever get, so I hope you’re good and used to it. It’s drizzle some lube over your pencil-thin nub and get to work. The longer you edge, the more money I make.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mistress Anna was seeing a business man. At first, he spoiled her rotten with gifts, and flowers and attention like no one had ever before. He was a filthy degenerate of a fetishist, and she fulfilled his every single need.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
I don’t even look up from my laptop as I hear the hesitation in his footsteps. I know exactly the type of man who is standing on the other side of my mahogany door. It’s a man of stature, probably a CEO or a surgeon. Someone who spends his days forcing the world to bend to his will. Here; however, he is anything but.
“Come in,” I say, calmly. His posture is already collapsing into the familiar slouch of a man desperate to be relieved of his own authority. He is shaking, just slightly. I love that tremor. It’s the sound of a man discovering that the weight of the world is too heavy and he’s finally found someone who can crush him under it. And, boy, do I love crushing a man.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mistress Anna was waiting for her delinquent student named Tiffany. Tiffany dressed extra sleazy today to the point where her kilt was so short that her ass cheeks and her garter straps showed. She loved to show off in front of the boys. Mistress Anna tapped her foot as she waited for her.
Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463
Randy called me up and begged me to sissify and humiliate him. He told me he wanted me to turn him into the next Ms. Candy. I knew this was going to be fun. I asked him to meet me in my dungeon of fun, later that evening, and the sissification could begin. I wore a black latex bodysuit with red stiletto heels, and you could hear them as I walked down the stairs to meet him.
Randy was a few minutes late, so as soon as he arrived, we had to begin, no time could be wasted. I had a pretty little pink frilly, lacey dress for him to wear over a baby blue bra and matching panty set. Then I put him in white stockings and black heels. He looked amazing and transformed into a beautiful little princess, my beautiful little princess.