Rita’s Closet

Rita's Closet

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Barbie’s dream house ain’t got nothing on Rita’s closet. I’m sure lots of little girls’ fantasies come true playing with Barbie and her pretty pink mansions, but playing with Rita in her closet is where little femboys reveal their true identities. No one knows better the frustrations of hiding yourself to please others than a doll built to fulfill everyone else’s fantasies. However, inside my closet, we can be whoever we want to be!

We can wear anything and everything we wish. Stockings, costumes, lingerie, and casual fem wear! If you wish it into existence, it simply will appear. And in your size!

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mistress

XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

You are definitely gonna want to catch up with the first part of this story by clicking here.

Finally the big day had arrived, commencement day. The “cream” of the crop for her team. Accordingly, the containers were judged by their capacity, and 9 winners were led to the stage. They all wore proudly their pink T-Shirts with white printing.. Mistress Laylene’s “Softball” Team. All were excited beyond words. Mistress Laylene smirked on stage and quickly glanced at her 9 pathetic losers. As in college honors, cum laude, Laylene had devised a special honor, cum loaded…and the container was brought out. All in all full to near overflowing capacity.

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I had a big diaper change I had to do! The Candy Nursery had never been so stinky. I was walking around holding my nose trying to determine who the culprit was. All these soft bottoms and only one of them was stinking up this room so badly! And that is when I saw G in the corner! Hiding from Miss Mila like the naughty baby he is. Of course he would be the one that I had to wrangle. Chasing him around the room while the seat of the diaper sagged between his knees just made him look silly. But once he was on that changing table?

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“Have you put him in the wheelbarrow position?” I asked Mary who was complaining that her adult baby wasn’t responding to her punishment techniques. Debbie nodded and pointed at me.

“That’s a great suggestion. I bet the little wise ass would smarten up then!” We laughed, but Mary shrugged, a little defeated by how bad her baby was. I’m sure she hated how we all knew it, too.

“I don’t even know what that position is.” There was a sadness in her voice that had me putting my arm around her and pulling her in close. As her best Mommy friend, I’d be sure to show her how to get that boy in line!

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Once we arrived back at his office, I could not help but notice he was now holding on to that briefcase for dear life, meaning only one thing there must be something more he does not wish for me to see. At this point my mind was ablaze with curiosity, as my panties were becoming wetter and wetter with anticipation shall we get to that contract I asked, he was now seated on the leather couch in the office.

 

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XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

Hello horny readers. What a treat I have for you today. After a six-month interlude everyone’s favorite broken girl, miss permanently damaged goods herself, has made her return to therapist Laylene’s couch. That’s right, let’s give a big therapist Laylene welcome back to Hannah!!

So, if you want to learn more about Hannah, or just get hard and get off to her prior stories of molestations and more, click here here and here. Hannah says she hates knowing her traumas are on the Internet forever, but I’m not so sure. She keeps coming back for more and more. So either she secretly likes knowing she’s exposed forever, or she really does hate it but can’t help it. That whole damaged goods thing I guess. Can’t wait for you guys to call me and give me your views, but first be sure to read on. It’s a good one in that stretching a tiny girl’s cunt as she cries and sobs and cries and sobs and screams no please stop it really really hurts I just want you to love me but not like this sort of way.

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National Pet Day

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The fuzzy tail that hung from my butt plug teased my cheeks as I swished my ass side to side. I’d heard his car; Master was home. On my hands and knees, I wiggled with excitement! It’s National Pet Day, which means he’ll bring me home a special treat today!

I didn’t know what it was, but my heart pounded under my swaying breasts. The name tag dangled from my collar at the hollow of my throat as I sat tall on my heels, and he opened the door. My tongue lulled out of my mouth, and I held my hands up like the good pet I am, panting a greeting.

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"Not yet, Babydoll."

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“Chris,” His name slipped from my lips without intention. My head pushed back into the soft pillow; my spine bowed in desperation. Arching my hips into his hand as, he pleasured me with the slowest strokes of his fingers. I felt his smile against my neck before I heard his steady voice whisper over my flushed skin.

“Not yet, Babydoll.” I gritted my teeth against his wishes. My body was singing for him as he played it like an instrument, only he’d been playing for so long now that I was teetering on the brink. Every nerve ending screamed for release that he wouldn’t allow. My fingers curled around his forearm, feeling the muscles and tendons move under my grip. I needed to cum; another moment of balancing on this sharp edge would surely shatter me. His fingers drew back, leaving me panting, and I watched him swirl his wet fingers around my stiff nipple. Coating it in the visible need he caused.

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Anna had begun dating an older man. He had a naughty bratty son who was always getting himself into trouble.  One day the man had to go on a business trip and left Anna and his son alone at home. Anna was to cook him meals and make sure he went to school and behaved while his dad was away.

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XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

Sitting at the noisy bar with several of her girlfriends, Mistress Laylene’s eyes wandered from the conservation to a table of attractive guys. But she could not take her eyes off one, as she bit her lip and smiled to herself. Mmmm, he will be perfect. Tom was a well-to-do executive who hung with his college friends at their favorite bar, but he tended to be a bit of an outsider to them. Laylene picked up on this. His demeanor was a bit more gentle and he had a certain sway to the way he moved his ass. Almost swishing about along with a gentle almost limp wristed way he picked up his drinks, and his mozzarella sticks with almost dainty bites.

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