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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

It was a Friday night, and Dillon was chained to the wall in Mistress Melanie’s House of Pain. He was already stripped of his clothes, except for the cock cage that I put on before I chained him up. Normally Dillon dressed up in frilly little dresses for me, but he had been slacking lately, and I needed to put him back in his place. Some of my sessions only go a few hours, but this was a hardcore punishment, so he was going to be in my care all weekend.

I had all my tools of the trade laid out, including a riding crop and flogger, but I thought the flogger would be my choice for the evening. I even had a ball gag to stuff in Dillon’s mouth, so I didn’t have to hear his back talk. But I spoke too soon and he already talked back. He was begging me not to hurt him. I was a bit annoyed, but it secretly turned me on even more, because it was that much more fun to do what I needed to humiliate him.

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449  

The late afternoon sun blazed over the back yard, turning the pool into a shimmering sheet of glass. In the room off the patio, the air conditioner did little to cut through the mounting humidity of the afternoon. Nor did it do anything to cut down on the tension that was building between my son’s college tutor and me.

He was a brilliant and focused grad student. He was sitting hunched over a stack of textbooks, reviewing my son’s latest essay. The man was the picture of academic discipline; but today, his focus was fraying. From across the kitchen counter, I watched the way he adjusted his glasses for the tenth time, and the way his eyes darted toward the sliding glass door led to the patio.

“You look like you’re losing the war with… Hamlet?” I said, leaning forward to try and read the paper upside down. My blouse hung low, showing ample cleavage. I looked up in time to see his eyes dart away from the show I’d inadvertently given him.

I smirked and walked behind him, lightly pressing against his back to look over his shoulder at the scrawled papers beneath him. The scent of citrus and musk enveloped me.

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Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469

My son was back from college on a break and brought a few of his friends with him. Of course, being the loving mother that I am, I let them all stay at the house. One of his friends in particular kept shooting me glances all night, so I thought it might be a good time for some sexy lingerie shopping before I seduced him.

I got dressed and wore a sexy, loose-fitting backless tank top, with no bra (since I was shopping for a new one). The store was ten minutes away and I was ready for my sexy shopping spree. I perused the shelves looking for the best option, something that stuck out at me.

Red always stands out to me. It’s a powerful, seductive color that stops all the men and says, “Look at me Bitch, and bow down before your Goddess!” What woman doesn’t want to feel like an all-powerful Goddess, seducing every man that comes her way!

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449 

 

Do you have a go-to snack in the kitchen? Something a little sweet, that can be grabbed out of a jar, and eaten quickly as you do other things. Mine is marshmallows or chocolate chips. Both are easy to eat on the go, and satisfy, albeit temporarily, a sweet tooth. Imagine my surprise when a friend came over who had never indulged in a sweet snack from the cupboard.

“What are you doing?” My friend asked as I popped a handful of marshmallows in my mouth.

“Having a snack?” I responded, glancing over at my friend across the island countertop. “Would you like some?” I stretched my hand out, offering a handful of nearly gooey marshmallows to him.

“I’ve never had these. What are they?” He gingerly picks one up and gives it an experimental squeeze.

“You’ve never had marshmallows before?” I was dumbfounded.

“No. Growing up we ate mostly rice and vegetables. Occasionally we’d get to have meat. What is a marshmallow?” He responded, continuing to squish the malleable treat in his fingers.

“It’s kind of sweet? Sort of chewy and gooey. It’s very sticky when it melts.” I tried to describe it. I had no clue what…

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Donnie came down to Mistress Melanie’s Dungeon of horror, ready and excited to get punished for the day. My assistant took him downstairs for me to wait until I gave the next steps. I wanted him nervous with anticipation, so I arrived downstairs an hour later. He heard my stilettos click clacking on the cement stairs, and his puny pecker grew.

The first thing I said to dear little Donnie was “Do I seem like the type to give you a little spanking when you’ve done something wrong?” He looked at me in astonishment and in a submissive tone said, “No.” He was being such a good little boy with his answers, and said again, “Good, now open that toy box and pick one that hurts because you deserve a proper punishment for today.”

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449  

I promised to help a friend with his studies and agreed to meet him at a nearby cafe. I got out of my car and checked my phone to see if he had already snagged a booth. A message popped up; clicking it open, I read.

‘I’m in a booth straight back, to the right.’ I smiled at his perfect timing and made my way through the parking lot, following his directions to the booth once I was inside. Walking up to the table, my pace slowed. His bag, laptop and several books were spread across the whole table; leaving me nowhere to sit. “Wow, I wasn’t expecting this.” I smiled walking closer, “Where am I supposed to sit?

He looked up and smiled back. “Oh yeah. Sorry. Why don’t you sit here?” He brought his hands out from under the table to gesture to his side of the table. I quirked an eyebrow at him and put my purse on the chair opposite him before turning to sit next to him. I felt one of his hands slide up my skirt and pull my panties to the side, and the other on my hip guiding me to sit in 

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Gabrielle 1-844-33-CANDY ext 469

It was time to go to the beach for the first time this year. It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining and it was a hot and humid eighty-five degrees outside. I went out with a few girlfriends’, and we found a nice shady spot under a huge umbrella. We picked a nice little beach off the Georgia coast. Well, I think that college is out or must be on break because there were a lot of delicious young men to choose from, and that’s my favorite kind of man. The younger the better.

My friends and I had a little bet going on: we would walk for a mile and whoever got the most numbers in that mile won. The losers would have to buy dinner. I was wearing a purple bikini with rhinestones on the straps, and a sheer, black cover up. I wasn’t wearing my shoes, because who can wear heels in the sand? So, I went barefoot.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

It was girl scout cookie season. And I was a very determined little girl scout. I was determined to sell the most cookies in my troop. So I put on my little girl scout uniform, hunter green cable knee socks, mary janes, and my lucky pink panties with little cookies on them. Then I packed my wagon full of cookies. And I was on my way. I went door to door all the way down my street. But I was approaching the end, and I still had a lot of cookies left. I was beginning to grow discouraged. I guess it showed on my face. Because the next gentleman that opened the door asked me why I looked so down. I wasn’t quite sure what to say. So I just went on with my little spiel. Afterwards he asked me if I wanted him to buy every last box. I couldn’t contain my excitement. My smile must have answered his question. He just chuckled and told me to come in so that we could take care of the details. I started taking all the boxes of cookies out of the wagon and putting them on the counter.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Randy called me up and begged me to sissify and humiliate him. He told me he wanted me to turn him into the next Ms. Candy. I knew this was going to be fun. I asked him to meet me in my dungeon of fun, later that evening, and the sissification could begin. I wore a black latex bodysuit with red stiletto heels, and you could hear them as I walked down the stairs to meet him.

Randy was a few minutes late, so as soon as he arrived, we had to begin, no time could be wasted. I had a pretty little pink frilly, lacey dress for him to wear over a baby blue bra and matching panty set. Then I put him in white stockings and black heels. He looked amazing and transformed into a beautiful little princess, my beautiful little princess.

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Little Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

It was my cousin’s birthday party. Everyone was there. Including my naughty uncle. I’d been kind of avoiding him. I’m sure he was wondering why. We have an agreement. He pays my rent and doesn’t tell my parents that I work at a breastaurant. In exchange, he gets to use my body any way he wants, whenever he wants for sexual pleasure and gratification. What he doesn’t know is that my landlord/sugar daddy “Brent” is no longer charging me rent. I think he suspected something with my uncle. But he doesn’t ask any questions. I’m scared to do anything to upset my uncle though. I can’t take the chance that he will tell my dad about my job. So I had to figure out how to handle my predicament.

I ran up to him and gave him a big hug. Then when no one was around, I apologized for being hard to reach lately. I told him that I had been putting a lot of hours in at work. And I had been studying extra hard for finals. He has no idea that I suck my professor’s dick, his wife’s pussy, and the dean’s dick in order to pass.

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