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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Client M and I were staying at the Park Lane Hotel in Manhattan in the Belvedere Panoramic Suite. After all, this is my fantasy dream. 

By this point, I had changed into a pink vintage velour Juicy Couture tracksuit. Just a lace bra and thong underneath.

This room was amazing, with a king-size bed, a full living room, and a luxury marble washroom. The washroom included an oversized marble basin and a marble shower with a glass door. Not to mention the entire room included the most amazing panoramic view.

Client M told me I had been being bratty and needed to be spanked. I’ll admit I had been a little bratty. Although, I can’t believe he thought I was going to carry my own Louis Vuitton luggage. Please, I thought he knew me by now. 

Therefore, I got into position over Client M’s lap. He’s sitting on the bed as I am bent over his knee. He pulls my pink velour pants down and spanks me. “One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten”, he counts as he smacks my ass harder and harder.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

The other night, the most amazing thing happened. In general, I am a serious insomniac. However, sometimes, when I fall asleep, I have the most amazing fantasy dreams about clients. This blog is dedicated to “Client M”.

To begin with, I flew on a commercial flight to Client M’s hometown, then we flew to New York City together, first class. Admittedly, I was being a bit of a brat in the Airport. In my defence, I had my US Weekly but it took me forever to find Cosmopolitan! Plus, I always need a litre of Evian and spearmint gum before a flight. Client M kept telling me to be a good girl and hurry up but I couldn’t hear him. I had my Bose headphones on.

Once we were settled on the plane, Client M told me I had been a bad girl. He told me Daddy needed to spank me.

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The Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

This blog is dedicated to “Client F”. 

First, Kayla, Alexus and I all booked a private car from the Tomsin mansion with our bags packed with our sluttiest winter clothes. I was wearing high black socks, black Prada ankle boots, with the cutest short black Chanel skirt and crop top. Over top, I had on a dark grey cashmere Row coat. Alexus and Kayla also had on the most amazing cashmere coats, with barely anything underneath. On our way to the airport, we were blasting the new 21 Savage album on Spotify. We were feeling our bad girl side. Not to mention, so horny. 

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Pay Up, Please!

Posted 1 year ago by Writer

Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

How often do you call in? To one of us ladies, of course, not takeout Chinese. I believe it is not often enough. I mean, the ones on here who love to drain your wallets are very sad when you don’t come back. And I agree, wallet draining is so fun, and none of you losers ever gift us enough! Where are the questions about our Amazon wishlist? There are never enough questions about what you can pay for! Who else will pay for my new shoes? It ain’t gonna be me, I promise you that. I’m young I deserve to be spoiled rotten like the brat I am.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

For a while, I had been seeing Ethan, the guy with the cute, tiny dick. Usually, I love all cocks, but he was just so small. When he fucked me, I could barely feel it, it’s adorable really, Ethan totally understood that his cute, tiny dick, just didn’t do it for me. He wanted to watch me fuck a BBC. Tonight, Ethan invited me to a party at one of his friend’s houses. Julian, I think. So, I had to get ready and wear something sexy. First, I started by drawing a bath. To add, I threw in lavender and rose essential oils and mint sugar scrub. Next, I got into the tub and shaved and exfoliated every inch of my body. Once I got out and toweled off, I then styled my hair with my Dyson hair appliances.

After, I search my clothing racks for something to wear. Finally, I decided on a short, light blue, sparkly, hollow-out halter dress. It’s so short and cute paired with my white Prada heels and white Chanel flap bag.

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Horny Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

Do you ever have those days when you just need a Good Hard Fucking? I do. I wake up in a mood. (d’uh, I am female lol) My body feels hot. My skin feels itchy, needy, wanton. Even the shower I take feels tingle against my skin, more hints of what my body really wants.

Now, there are many ways it can go from here. I have a few fuck buddies I can call. I have a friend with the most delicious big black cock. But some days I want someone new. Someone who can bring me an adventure in bed, not just a fuck. So, I go out hunting. Continue reading “Miqala Needs a Good Hard Fucking” →

Sissyslutbob clad in red lingerie providing the GFE

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy wanted to expand her Sissyslutbob’s horizons and skills. She didn’t want her sissy slut to be just a regular slut, she wanted to advertise her Sissyslutbob as offering the girlfriend experience. But this would take work. She wanted her sissyslut to get kissed and fucked. When she first brought it up, Sissyslutbob felt uncomfortable about the idea. Not only did he initially think this was temporary, but he was already working so hard, and now mommy Anna wanted him to work even harder, but as always he would do anything for Mommy Anna….

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

So, I live in a condo. It’s not really that big of a building. There are 10 units above (one of mine) and 10 units below. There is also a large gym, equipped with a pool, hot tub, sauna, and private parking.  In addition, there is a ballroom people are allowed to rent out as well as the roof.

Every so often a fire alarm will go off in the building. Now, this wouldn’t be as bad, if my building wasn’t brand new. However, since it is, the smoke detectors are up to today’s building code in Canada. When smoke detectors in my building go off, there is a loud alarm. However, there is also a voice that shouts “fire” in alternating French and English as well as a strobe light. Not kidding, it’s fucking annoying.

So, one day, I’m sitting in my room, masturbating, like the good little slut I am. My pussy is so wet and I’m just about to cum when I’m taken out of it by the sound of a fire alarm going off. 

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

For myself, the reason why I love being a pillow pal is because it can sometimes be a nice escape from reality. In my opinion, unlike traditional role-play and cosplay, I feel different. Due to the fact my head and face are completely covered by my pink unicorn suit.

Obviously, I don’t speak for everyone, but I think lots of people agree with me. Wanting to have a place where all my pillow pals could party with me, I decided to throw a Monters Inc.-themed party. Of course, dressing as a monster was not required, people could come in any kind of suit they wanted. However, I was hoping some people would come as monsters.

Previously, I had purchased every flavour of Ciroc, I had also baked a few monster-themed desserts. Although, the party would be catered. Not to mention, I invited about 100 of my closest pillow pals.

Once everything was ready, I was very excited for my guests to arrive. Completely blown away once they did, there were foxes, bunnies, birds, unicorns, and all kinds of different animals. Not to mention, lots of people came as monsters.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

For a while, I had been casually seeing this guy named Devon. We always had a lot of fun together. Most of the time when I came over to his place, we would just smoke a sesh and fuck. He always had the best kush.

On this night, I came over SO HORNY. I wore a short, black leather skirt, black fishnet nylons, and knee-high black leather boots. In addition, I had on a black crop top that was so low-cut, my tits were completely popping out.

Sitting there, Devon packs me a popper and hands me a dirty, clear bong. I take it and clear it, and then say, “You need to clean this bong, it’s nasty” while laughing.

“I’m sorry Jem, it is pretty nasty, let me go do that, just relax for a bit”, he replies, laughing too.

It feels like an eternity before he finally yells from upstairs for me to come up to his bedroom. Guess we’ll fuck now, is all I could think.

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