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Bad Bitch Belle's Human Ashtray

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I love smoking. Sure, it’s not good for you, and when pussies walk by, they gag from the smell, but you aren’t a pussy, are you? No, you are my little human ashtray. I’m so hot, and you are nothing but property, a butt receptacle. Crawl over here and open that disgusting mouth of yours.

When you waddle over between my long, slender legs, I laugh at how your pot belly sits on your thighs. I can’t even see your tiny little hardon even though you’re naked. Say, “Ahhh,” you dirty bitch.

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Mommy Said No

Posted 12 months ago by Anna

Mommy said no

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Mommy decided she was going to take her baby shopping and running errands. First, we went to the grocery store. Mommy put you in the cart, but you started to misbehave. Every aisle we went to, you tried to sneak things into the cart that only you wanted. ‘’No! You know mommy doesn’t allow her baby too much sugar and junk! Put that back!’’ I said, placing the items back on the shelf. You still managed to sneak a few items by, and Mommy unfortunately didn’t notice.

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The Best Of Both Sexes

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You could say I’m a girl who likes to live life to the fullest. To take advantage of every opportunity. I’d be so sad to miss out on an experience simply because of labels. Labels that don’t really mean anything anyway. “Female,” “Male,” “Straight,” “Gay,” or “Bisexual” are some of the labels I’m talking about.

Do you know that you are missing out on the best of both sexes when you’re judgy little ass skips out on sex with someone who turns you on simply because their label doesn’t fit yours? Look at me, for example; I’m stunning physically. Beautiful feminine face, soft features, and full lips. Tits like you love on traditional women, but then there is my glorious cock. It could bring you a lot of pleasure, but you ignore the possibility because of labels. Continue reading “The Best Of Both Sexes” →

Babysitters Aren't Just For Babies

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Babysitters aren’t just for babies. Or toddlers or teens. I know what you’re thinking. “Yes, Val, that’s the point.” However, you’d be wrong if you thought like that.

Babysitters like me are also for the Daddies. Typically, by the time I’m hired, he’s so sex-starved that just breathing in his direction could make him cum in his pants. I give him much more than that, though, I promise you.

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Does Anyone Just Make Love, Anymore?

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Does anyone just make love anymore? I’ll be honest: when I started working here, I thought I’d be learning how a man handles a woman. Maybe old movies like “The Notebook” and “Pretty Woman” had me thinking that a man would love to undress me and slowly discover every inch of my body.

All my fantasies start with kissing and caressing. Gently! I long to know what it feels like when a man covers my neck in kisses, and I can feel him breathing in my ear, but it seems all y’all wanna do is wear my panties or have me laugh at your little dick.

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In The Stairwell

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During my third class, I was bored and horny. The teacher is some old hag who can’t even stand up straight and always has food stains on her white button blouse. I raised my hand and asked to use the bathroom, but that wasn’t where I was going. I needed to escape for just a while.

The back stairwell in the school is like never used. So I shoved the heavy door open, looking behind me to make sure no one in the empty hallways would catch a glimpse of where I was going. I was in the clear. I skipped down a flight of steps to sit on the first landing.

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Tami and the Witch

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Tami had been locked away in Miss Anna’s nursery, being taken care of, diapered, and hooked up to the IV. Mommy Anna was making sure that Tami was becoming more regressed by the day, and increasing Tami’s level of submission. She would dress and change Tami every morning, then feed her baby around brunch time while in the rocking chair, then change her baby again. Afternoon time was always play time with snacks and mommy Anna would put Tami in the playpen full of naughty toys and make Tami a special cocktail to put her into a Jello-like submissive state so she could play with her all afternoon until dinner time rolled around.

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Princess Maria Is such a brave little girl for Mommy Kayla. She’d never been dressed out in public and was VERY nervous about the idea of going door to door for her first trick-or-treating as a princess. I thought, what better way to get over that fear than to do a trial run and visit all of my Candy Girl Friends as practice? Maria was nervous but agreed. As we dressed her in a pretty pink Ballerina costume, Mommy told Maria if she were a VERY good girl and didn’t cum in her diaper, no matter what my friends may do to her, I would let her fuck her cum into Mommy when we got home.

Maria has only earned Mommy’s pussy once, and she really, really liked how warm, wet, and tight it was around her Princess wand. She promised to try her best to hold her cummies even though the trail ahead would be extremely humiliating and arousing.

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dirty filthy panty whore my panties

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I came home late, thinking you’d be asleep. I heard the TV on upstairs and followed its sound to find you. When I entered the room, I found you, but not like how I expected to, no. I found you laying in bed, passed out, face down, wearing my panties.

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My Personal Wallet

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Listen, it isn’t that difficult to understand why you’ve become my personal wallet. I’m hot, and you’re pathetic. We both know you couldn’t get my attention if you were broke, and the only thing that makes me smile is spending your money. Sure, I have my own, but why should I spend mine when I can spend yours?

Every time you see me, remind yourself that you exist just to pay my bills. To buy me coffee and spoil me.

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