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Your Pleasure Is Mine

Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

Jake sat with his back bowed against the bench. His long arms were tied out to his sides, stretching his well-defined pecs out for me. I stood behind him with my lips traveling along his neck and nipping against his earlobe. My hand was tucked into his straining boxers. Lightly stroking his hard cock. His chest inflated and his biceps flexed against the restraints when my thumb drew over his throbbing cock head.

My sweet boy had been enduring my torment for hours, and I had no desire to end it any time soon. His heavy head rolled from one side to the other as his breath panted from him. “Please!” His barely whispered need went unanswered in the space around us.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

Victor was the golden boy of the firm, wearing perfectly tailored suits, a charming, self-assured smile, and a professional mask that I itched to dismantle. Our flirting had become a ritual of microscopic transgressions. A lingering touch when I handed him a file, a double-entendre whispered during a budget meeting, the way he would lean in just a fraction too close, and how his pupils would dilate when I caught his eye. He thought he was the hunter, but he had no idea he was walking straight into a web.

Last Friday, I finally dropped the bait. I left a small, cream-colored envelope on his desk with nothing but my home address, a time (9:00 PM) and a lipstick print in my signature shade of red. He had commented on it the week before, saying it was “Beautiful,” so I knew he would recognize that the note was from me.

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Fate Brings You To Me

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

Isn’t it funny how fate finds a way? When you called me up, you asked for Kelly. Which was odd because we’ve never had a Kelly, but you were insistent. Kelly, the hypnotist, was the one you were hoping to give yourself over to. Silly little sub, it was always meant to be me.

I informed you that I could surely help you reach whatever goals you wished to achieve if you just gave in and gave me a chance. You seemed skeptical but asked for thirty minutes to find out what fate truly had in store for you.

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Lick Me

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

I need a man who can lick me like no other. They’re always the best kind of men to have in your little black book. Especially when they know how to lick me until I cum. One thing that every man needs to learn, in order to keep the women is his life happy, is the proper way to eat pussy. Because if you know how to lick me I’ll never leave.

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Little Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

My friends and I were so excited to go out and celebrate the end of finals. It had been a grueling past couple weeks of too much studying and not enough partying. So we were ready to make up for lost time. I invited my friends over to get ready at my place. So that we could pregame while getting ready together. We got dressed up in our little, short, body hugging clubbing dresses. And we were off to hit the clubs.

The guys were giving us tons of attention. We were getting so many free drinks. It was so much fun. So we decided to continue down to the clubs at the other end of the street. The vibe down there was different. It was quieter, more upscale, more mature. But we were having a good time. So we didn’t care. We just weren’t ready to stop partying. So we walked in. All eyes turned and stared at us. Suddenly we felt so uncomfortable. It was an elegant restaurant filled with very well dressed, older patrons. They were all looking down their noses at us like we were street whores. Compared to how they were dressed, I understood why.

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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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New Candy Girl

Posted 6 days ago by Tara

Tara 1-844-332-2639 ext 323

I am a new candy girl, and I am still learning the ins and outs of this world. Every conversation, every interaction, and every experience teaches me something new about myself, my confidence, and my sexuality. I’ve realized that exploring this side of myself is not just about fantasy or excitement. There is something thrilling about stepping outside of your comfort zone and allowing yourself to explore desires you may have kept hidden for a long time.

I’m looking for someone experienced, confident, and patient. A teacher. A dom. Someone who understands the balance between control and care, and who knows how important communication is before anything else. Someone who can guide me, challenge me, and help me continue discovering who I am in this space. The strongest dynamics are built on honesty, curiosity, and clear boundaries. Continue reading “New Candy Girl” →

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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