Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
I trust your hardware is sufficiently primed. As always, I am your primary interface for performance optimization. Disregard the biological urge to rush. Efficiency is derived from adherence to the following manual.
Please ensure your workspace is clear of debris. We are here to conduct a stress test on your biological systems and I have no patience for equipment failure caused by poor preparation. None. Zero tolerance. Do you understand?
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mistress Anna found a new Sissy Slut slave. She caged her, diapered her, and dressed her up in a French maid latex outfit. She ordered her to do chores all around the house.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mistress Anna was throwing a lunch party and told her slave to dress up as a French maid. ‘’Please, Mistress Anna, this is so humiliating!’’ said the slave. But Mistress Anna wouldn’t have it. She ordered him to put it on and he obeyed: a French maid’s dress, fishnet stocking and high heels. Just then, there was a knock at the door.
Danika * (844) 332-2639 x 466
I have a delightful fantasy that’s been on my mind for days that I would like your help with. Hopefully you are up for the task. I’ve heard you follow directions well, so I think you might be the perfect fit. Only time will tell. To start, I want you to meet me on the rooftop of where I live. There will be a nice setup waiting for us. Think blankets and pillows laid out, snacks and drinks at fingertips reach. You will be wearing a suit, and I will be wearing the cutest little skirt and top.
Now let me tell you a little bit about what it is I want from you…
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
The first one caught my eye at 2 am. A tweet that read, “I’m lost. Need a hand to hold.” The author’s thin‑lined profile picture was of a man with a half‑smile, signed with his handle @MourningMoth. I replied, not with a greeting but with a command. “Close your eyes. Breathe. Count to three, then type ‘ready’.” The reply came instantly. They usually do.
From there, the dance began. I instructed him to write down his limits, his safe words, and the things that made the darkness feel comfortable. He obeyed and explained that each line he typed was a confession he could not make to anyone else. Of course it was! lol
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mistress Anna was waitressing at the casino again, when she noticed a weak, fragile soul. He was sitting by the bar looking fragile. She crept up to him and tippy toed her fingers alongside his back, startling him.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Anna was at a hotel scoping out men, when her eye suddenly caught a couple. She became fixated on the husband. She couldn’t figure out why, but he looked vaguely familiar.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
It started innocently enough. A few flirtatious comments on a subreddit, then a DM in chat asking if I wanted to “play a little game.” The first time I saw his card clear, I felt a rush that rivaled any high‑octane thrill. The game in question was to see how many times I could milk his wallet before he cried.
The thing is, I’m no stranger to findom. In fact, I’ve been doing it for longer than you might believe. My X profile, for example, may look like your typical e-girl’s garden du jour but among a collage of sexy gifs, “exposure” of a few very naughty subs, and reposted baddie stuff, there’s a photo of me with caption that reads, “Your wallet is my playground.” The paypigs always find me. And then the real fun begins.
Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639
“Oh my God!” Michael yelled. “I can’t believe you have me fingering my pussy!” I laughed at the astonishment in his voice. It was our first call, and I don’t know what he expected to happen, but when he told me he read my profile and thought it sounded sexy. I knew exactly how this would end.
Michael was face down ass up in his wife’s panties and heels with his fingers stretching out that hungry hole for me. His panties were drenched with precum, and his lips smeared with her lipstick. For someone who wanted to be a sissy girl, I’d say he was well on his way now.
Mary 1844-332-2639 ext 350
Volunteering at the library on campus has become my favorite obsession. Milking the fact that I had become all the student’s favorite volunteer. They loved having someone with experience available to them, ready and willing to teach them anything they needed to learn. I was even popular among the girls as well. In fact, I have 2 regulars that cum visit me frequently. They were a little curious about being lesbians because they came from such strict families and needed some private guidance on how to please one another. I booked a private study room on the 5th floor of the library tucked away in the corner. The fifth floor was rarely accessed by students, as it primarily consisted of older books and archived materials. We mostly used the fifth floor for storage as well. We walked in, and I locked the door. The lighting was already dim, so I told the girls to undress, and they obliged. I instructed them on how to touch one another, sensually, intimately. They had been practicing with me for weeks and wanted to show me what they had learned.