Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419
Catfight. As I strode into the pulsating nightclub, a surge of energy coursed through my veins. The air crackled with anticipation and the throbbing music pounded in my ears.
Amidst the throng of people, my body collided with a middle-aged woman. Her drink splattered over my hot sexy dress, sending a wave of icy liquid down my spine. Fury surged through me as I turned to confront her.
‘Excuse me,’ I snapped. ‘You spilled my drink.’
Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425
I always have guys coming in and asking me if I do sensual domination. Of course, this is almost my bread and butter play style. Sure, I can be extreme and dirty. The nastiest bitch you ever had the pleasure of even speaking to. But most of the play I do on here is sensual, calculated fucking. There is something so enticing about seeing a man’s eyes glaze over with submission when I run a long, manicured nail down his cheek. Submission comes easily to most men, and they always like to deny it. But I have seen it in action, the quickness of their acceptance.
Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419
Laylene had always been a free spirit, unafraid to explore the depths of her desires. Her latest adventure was to transform her boyfriend, Alex, into the best sissy. She was determined to make him her bestie girlfriend, and she knew just how to do it.
The first step in her plan was to take Alex to the salon. She booked an appointment for a complete makeover, including a haircut, manicure, pedicure, and makeup application. Alex was hesitant at first, but Laylene’s infectious enthusiasm convinced him to give it a try.
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.
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.
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.
XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419
As a phone dominatrix, I’ve experienced many different types of callers. Some are just looking for a quick release, while others are looking for a deeper connection and fulfillment. But my favorite type of caller is the one who bows down to my every demand.
I remember one particular caller who stood out to me. His voice was deep and commanding, but as soon as I took control, he became submissive and eager to please. I could sense the thrill in his voice as he awaited my every command.
XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419 – XXOO Anna 1-844-332-2639 ext 203
Adult Baby Phone Sex
Before you start with this story you are going to want to read “Tim is a Problem No More – Welcome Tami” by clicking here.
Having just brought Tim home, oops as Laylene corrected herself, Tami, her now baby girl. She took her into the nursery, laying her in the crib after breastfeeding her. With a little rub of the front of her plastic pants, she couldn’t help but notice Tami jump violently in her arms as she cooed making cummies for Mommy. As Tami exploded, she also began mewling and tears ran down her eyes. Quieting her down and placing her in the nearby crib Laylene tucked her in and put the cock shaped paci in place. Then cranking the mobile Anna gave her with subliminal voices of her and Anna, encouraging her to embrace her newfound babyhood and be the best baby for your mommies.
Continue reading “The Visit Part 1 – Welcome Tami – Adult Baby Phone Sex”
XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419
I love being a Mistress, in fact, I love every minute of it. I am always fascinated and find pleasure in dominating my submissives.
But there was one thing that I loved above all else, and that is when sissy panty boys call me. There is just something about it that makes my heart race with excitement. It is like unraveling a gift, not knowing what is inside until it is revealed.
One day, I received a call from a sissy panty-boy. He was nervous, his voice trembling as he spoke to me.
‘Hello, Mistress Laylene,’ he stammered. ‘I’ve been a bad boy, and I need to be punished.’
A coy smile spread across my face. I knew exactly what he needed.
TS Alexus 844-332-2639 x 349
It’s frowned upon in most workplaces to dip your pen in company ink; however, working here isn’t like your typical nine-to-five-day job. I’m surrounded by slutty little cock teases all day long. They are the horniest women I’ve ever met. Sometimes it blows my mind to think about how they take dick all day long and still hunger for more.
But then I remind myself they aren’t getting fully penetrated every time they talk to you. Your dick is far too short to be pleasing. It’s more like a tease, an appetizer. A little warm-up for their tight pussies, making it easier for me to glide right in when you hang up.