Turning The Tables

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

My Boss called me into his office and asked me to shut the door. I hadn’t been his secretary for long, so I was pretty nervous I’d made some kind of mistake. I sat across from him and crossed my legs. The tight pencil skirt I wore rode up a bit to show off the lace tops of my thigh-high stockings. I called you in here today to discuss your wardrobe.” He stated with a bit of a growl. “The way you dress is a serious distraction. I mean, Kayla, you are obviously a beautiful girl, but wearing such tight skirts and shirts isn’t helping anyone around here be productive.”

“Well, that isn’t very fair.” I lifted my chin as I replied boldly. “You walk around the office looking sexy as fuck in that suit and bossing everyone around the way you do. It constantly makes my panties wet, but I’m still able to do my job. I don’t think the problem is me; I think you just can’t handle yourself.” I smirked as his nostrils flared and flicked the top button on my blouse to give him a better view of my swelling cleavage. I’d say I successfully turned the tables on his plan.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna sat her Sissy Slut Bob down. She said they needed to talk. She told him that he needed a new wardrobe. ‘’Gotta look the part baby, your clothes are tattered and torn’’. ‘’You’re right,’’ said Sissy Slut Bob, ‘’my clothes have gotten torn up and ripped from being such a good Sissy Slut for you. I could use some new outfits.’’ ‘’That’s right,’’ said Mommy Anna ‘’And you gotta look nice so you can go out there and make me lots of money!’’

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Daddy Can Call: Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

Daddy had me bent over and spanking my bottom, but it wasn’t my fault! How was I supposed to know that you could see my cute cotton panties? My new skirt was so short that my little tush was out in the open! But Daddy didn’t care that I only got it because all the other girls in school have been wearing them. He only saw me trying to look like a slut! I don’t know what that word means, but by the way he said it I knew it was bad news for me! I wasn’t going to be let go so easily.

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Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

I needed a new outfit to go out with my girlfriends. So I decided to go to the mall and shop the day away. I started at the food court for a fruit smoothie and a cookie. As I began to browse the stores I was not feeling the vibe of any dress I saw. Three stores down and nothing. The mall was 2 stories so I had many shops to choose from. As I got in the elevator to go up this couple followed along.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

The other weekend, some friends and I decided to go out on our quads and enjoy an incredible summer day together.  As the day progressed, and we imbibed in beer and cheap wine, we became horny and rambunctious.  I developed a brilliant booze fueled idea!  I found a box and cut it apart and taped it back together to form a wall.  Then I cut a hole in the center and wrote “mobile glory hole” over it.  I attached it to the passenger’s side of the quad frame.  Next, I recruited the most sober of my girlfriends to drive me around to other camps.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

I called my Sissy Slut Bob over. I patted the bed and signaled for him to come sit. ‘’What is it, Mommy Anna?’’ said my Sissy Slut. ‘’We’ve been invited to a Swinger’s Party, and you’re going. I’m going to dress you up in something special, because I have to show you off as MY Sissy Slut. Sissy Slut Bob became overjoyed. I reached into my boudoir and dressed my Sissy Slut in a mini skirt, fishnet stockings, high heels, a top to match,  and my Sissy Slut’s favorite dark-haired wig. The top was patterned with upside down pineapples, the known symbol of swingers.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I’ve got a crush on a runner. He’s tall and lean. I can tell by his gait that he must have a huge dick. There’s only one problem. I’m not a runner. So, I’ve been stalking him a little. I’ve mapped out the running trail he takes every morning and thought it’d be a good idea to try to bump into him there.

I wore short, little running shorts and a loose tank top over my sports bra. In the beginning, I started off strong, or so I thought. I was running hard and feeling nature all around me. The morning sun beat over my sweaty face, and the uneven ground crunched under my sneakers. I was trying! My lungs were on fire, and my legs were cramping. He’d be by any minute now, and I didn’t want him to see me struggling, so I stopped by a big tree and bent forward, gasping for air.

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Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

Come one come all to the slutty circus we run here. Whips and chains aren’t just for the four legged beasts anymore. There is a great call for even more depraved and bizarre acts at the circus now. The public has had enough with the boring same old tricks and tactics. So at my little circus emporium, we do things a little differently. Curating our talent is my job, my own little game. Bearded ladies still sell well, but you. My dear little submissive fuckhead. Wouldn’t it be amazing to see the selection that I have created? And you can always join.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

 Kayla is the ultimate hostess, always providing the most memorable get togethers. And her extraordinary brunch on Saturday was no exception! From her perfectly manicured yard, grand front entrance, chandeliers, and luxurious great room, she’s always outdoing herself to give us the best time. The spread she had for us on Saturday morning was exquisite, as always, just like everything she does! It was complete, with cheese boards, fruit boards, omelet bar, pastries galore, all handmade from scratch of course. Then she had the tea bar, beautiful ceramic teapots of hot water surrounded by every kind of teabag you can think of. It didn’t end there. She had a selection of coffees and flavored creamers. But best of all, was the champagne, orange juice, and peach juice.  Her hair was up, but loose effortless curls cascaded down around her face. She was wearing a little spaghetti strap, minidress. She welcomed us all in and made us feel right at home, like always.

Zoey entered the room in sexy, flowing pants slit up to the hip, exposing her perfect legs and a silky little top. Being the amazing omelet maker that she is, she took over the omelet bar, taking orders

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Mommy Anna was at work, when suddenly her phone rang. She sighed and picked up the phone, only to hear the automated voice msg declaring that a student in her household was absent. She rolled her eyes and hung up the phone and began calling her naughty boy.

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