Bethany 1844-33- CANDY ext 260
He was super embarrassed. Cheeks red, and flushed. I could tell he was a bit insecure when I approached him and casually asked to suck his cock. He was really cute, with eyes that glowed. He has these blue / ice colored eyes that seem to look right through you. Memorizing. Hypnotic. Tiny Tim.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
I’ve always been diligent about my work, so when I made a critical error that jeopardized a major project, I knew I was in for it. My boss, Mr. Blackwood, summoned me to his office, his expression grim.
As I entered, I felt a mix of dread and shame. He gestured for me to close the door and take a seat. I did, fidgeting anxiously under his piercing gaze.
“This mistake of yours could cost the company a significant amount of money and damage our reputation,” he stated, his voice low and controlled. “You need to learn a lesson about responsibility.”
Before I could respond, he stood and circled his desk, his eyes burning into mine. He abruptly grabbed my wrists and pulled me to my feet, binding them behind my back using leather restraints.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
I’ve always had a reputation for being a bit of a free spirit. I was born in Quebec, and maybe that’s where my love for adventure comes from. We all know the Quebecois are fond of adventures! I’ve never been afraid to explore my desires, and that’s exactly what brought me to this small, romantic town on the coast of Italy last week. I’d been wandering the winding streets, taking in the sights and sounds, when I stumbled upon a quaint little cafe. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries wafted through the air, and I couldn’t resist stepping inside.
As I entered, I noticed a handsome man sitting alone at a table near the window. His eyes met mine, and I felt a spark ignite within me. He smiled, and I found myself drawn to him like a moth to a flame. I approached him, my hips swaying seductively as I walked. “Mind if I join you?” I asked, my French accent on full display. He grinned and his eyes sparkled with mischief. “Please, do,” he said, gesturing to the empty chair across from him.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
On my tropical vacation last week, I’d somehow stumbled upon this adults-only amusement park called “Erotica Land.” It wasn’t advertised on any mainstream tourist sites, more like a whispered legend passed between hostel-dwellers. Intrigued, and admittedly a little bored, I found myself walking through its surprisingly tasteful, yet undeniably suggestive, gates.
The park was a kaleidoscope of risqué rides and themed attractions, but one particular monstrosity dominated the skyline: a colossal, undeniably phallic structure that twisted skyward. A neon sign at its base pulsed with a name that made me snort-laugh: “The Cocktival.” I couldn’t resist. As I got into the line, a theme park employee, looking suspiciously like a retired burlesque dancer, handed me two items. “For the cream, sweetie,” she purred, pressing a sealed condom and a pair of industrial-strength swim goggles into my palm. My eyebrows shot up. This was going to be an experience.
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
Did your sissy lessons result in you being just mediocre, or are you now a top-of-the-line slut? Have you ever had official sissy lessons? Or did you just try to teach yourself about the sissy slut life?
Because when I get calls for sissy phone sex training I love making sure my girls all graduate with skills that will make any man weak. One of my favorite things to do is assign kinky tasks to my sissy sluts. But don’t worry. If you still need “basic training” you might not be ready for those assigned tasks quite yet so we will take it slow.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
I’d written into the world record book about Mr. Stinky Pampers. I explained that there has never been a baby who has ever smelled as badly as he does. They contacted me back to say we’d been selected to meet with a judge, and she would decide if he earned the world record for Stinkiest Diaper. I was terribly excited, I mean, what’s the point in being so smelly if you aren’t recognized for it, right?
It was mid-morning when the Judge knocked on the door. She seemed very professional-looking in a hot, MILF-Y way. She had on a high-waisted pencil skirt and crisp, white button-up blouse. Her thick-rimmed glasses scrunched up her nose when I opened the door, and Mr. Stinky Pamper’s smell assaulted her senses. “Peeyouuu!” She waved her notebook in front of her nose. “It’s worse than I thought.”
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
The summer air was electric with excitement as the rodeo rolled into town. As a local, I couldn’t resist the allure of the dusky arena, the smell of sweat and leather, and the raw energy of the competition.
That’s where I met him – the hottest cowboy I’d ever laid eyes on. Tall, with broad shoulders and a strong jaw, his piercing blue eyes seemed to see right through me. He wore his hat at a rakish angle, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth as he surveyed the crowd. I felt a shiver run down my spine as our gazes met.
TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349
SHWING! There it is again—another boner. I swear I’ve been stroking this thing all damn day, and it won’t stay down. I tried edging for hours, teasing my swollen head and keeping my heavy balls tight. They were so full of cum, even though I’ve already busted a load or two. I tried watching porn and even using a pocket pussy. Even went so far as to ride a suction cup dildo with my heavy cock bouncing between my legs till I creamed all over my belly.
Everything around me is making me so fucking horny today. It’s like I need to stick my dick into every nook and cranny I come across.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
I’m back from the most incredible, albeit utterly debauched, trip to the Caribbean aboard one of my lover’s luxurious yacht. It was the perfect getaway, indulging in sun-kissed days on the deck and passionate nights under the stars. But the real highlight – and saga – unfolded when my partner invited his college buddies down for a last raucous weekend.
From the moment they arrived, the energy was electric. Cocktails flowed freely as we all mingled, the men paying homage to my irresistible allure with flirty remarks and longing gazes. But it was when the sun dipped into the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, that the real fun began.
Mama Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462
Hello little one. Mama Janine here to take care of all the little boys, bois, and girls looking for a mommy. It’s time for you to put yourself in my nurturing but strict hands. This Mama expects my little ones to obey me and follow directions. However, there is something entertaining about a little one who thinks they can get one over on me. I certainly don’t mind a little battle of wills. Just know that mama will always win in the end. You might end up over my knee or spending some time in the corner. But somehow, I think that’s exactly what you need and are looking for here.