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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

I just love sissy clients. Frilly little sissies that love to dress up in sexy lingerie and play with toys up their asses. Do they love being fucked in the ass more than me? We shall see.

My friend Candy came over one evening and told me she wanted to play dress up with me: my choice. I immediately took her upstairs to my walk-in closet where I had loads of lingerie hanging. This was our first time playing, so I found a frilly lacey light pink and black bra with a black thong and matching frilly lacey skirt. She looked so pretty in it. To complete the look, I gave her a pair of black fishnet stockings and black stilettos. Then we took pictures.

Candy looked delicious, so I suggested we get some toys to play with and see if we could fill her ass up. I let her look in my drawers where I kept the toys and she picked out my thickest dildo strap on and a straight purple vibrator. I started with the vibrator.

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ass eating

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

There’s just something about the way he eats my ass. He doesn’t actually EAT it. He just licks. Nibbles. Presses his mouth around my hole like he’s trying to hoover it. His tongue traces the entrance. His teeth graze the delicate skin. Not a bite. Never that. Not yet. But close. Close enough to make me shiver. Perhaps it’s warning. Or a promise. He calls it my peach. Says I taste just like one. Sugar and sun, with a secret tang underneath.

I hate that I like the word. Peach. He doesn’t say it in a sweet way. It sounds more like hunger. Like something clawing at the dark. The way his hands tighten on my hips when I arch toward him, wordless, desperate. The way his breath hitches as if he’s losing control, when in truth, I’m the one unraveling.

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Flickering lights

Posted 4 days ago by Cory

upside down abdl

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

It started when the power went out. Flickering lights, the fridge groaning, right as I was tucking Benny into his bed. “Mama Cory, was that thunder?” he whispered, wide-eyed, clutching a stuffed waffle toy. I smoothed his hair, adjusted his thick pull-up, and said, “No, baby. Just the flux capacitor acting up again.” I wasn’t sure what I meant, but it sounded sci-fi enough to soothe him.

As the basement lightbulb popped with a suspicious snap, I told my boy to stay put, kissed him on the forehead, and grabbed my glow-in-the-dark taser (which, admittedly, was just a repurposed sex toy). Armed with maternal instinct, I descended the stairs into the dark, humming the theme song to my favorite show as a way to stay focused.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

Julie, I want you to be my real life lingerie model. His words echoed through my mind. He confessed that he was obsessed with women’s lingerie. From the time he was a young boy, he would anxiously await the department store catalogs. He couldn’t get to the women’s lingerie section quickly enough. His cock would get so hard in anticipation. It would drip as he flipped through the pages. His addiction just continued to intensify. Before he knew it, he was wearing his mom’s panties. And he couldn’t cum unless he was wearing panties and looking at girl’s lingerie. Over the years he had a fantasy that he never thought could ever actually come true. He fantasized about a real life doll that he could dress up in lingerie. That’s when he told me that he wanted it to be me. He said that he wanted to buy me all kinds of lingerie and dress me up in it. I didn’t realize how serious he really was. But the lingerie began arriving. All of the colors were so beautiful. And he’s obsessed with soft, buttery fabrics. So everything just felt so luxurious against my skin.

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Mommy’s Boy

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

I knew from the first time I met you that you were a total mommy’s boy. And I’m so glad that we got to have some quality mommy son time together last week. But how was your weekend away from me?

Was it crazy busy and now you’re ready for mommy to snuggle you again after we get you ready for bed? You know how much I love a mommy’s boy so I can’t wait for you to spend some time with me. Continue reading “Do You Love Being A Mommy’s Boy?” →

Auntie

☏ Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203 ☏ ☏☏☏ ☏ Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403 ☏

It was Auntie Anna’s Naughty nephew’s birthday. She called Zoey and asked if she would like to join her in surprising him. ‘’Of course!’’ said Zoey, ‘’count me in!’’

They waited till evening when Anna’s Naughty Nephew was alone at home studying and knocked on the door. He was so shocked to see them both there. ‘’Auntie Anna?! Zoey?! What are you doing here? He asked. ‘’We’re here to surprise you!’’ said Zoey with excitement.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I’ve always liked the feeling of a day’s worth of grime sliding off me like a second skin. After a twelve‑hour shift, the world feels like a filthy hallway and there’s nothing better than a bath. Especially, when you’re full of sticky cum! This is why Zoey and I have developed a “bathing” ritual.

After work we meet at the dim corner booth of the bar that never closes. “Another night, another cleaning,” she says with a grin. We both know what that means. We’re not looking for a house‑keeper. We want someone who knows their way around a woman’s body. That’s when we notice the bartender, Hugo.

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findom goddess

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I didn’t start this whole findom goddess thing on purpose. It was more like a side hustle during my “career break” after years of being a “professional” babysitter. One day, I woke up after posting a cute selfie (in which you could see my feet) to the realization that I went viral.

Suddenly, my follower count was higher than my self-esteem and I was fielding requests from people who called themselves “Cory’s Losers,” which was a little creepy considering, but hey…who am I to argue with someone who wants to pay me for simply existing?

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domme

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

Midnight is coming. So is he. Red light spills from the glass shelf. Candles, not for romance, but for control. For power. My mirror shows a woman in black. Tight dress, sharp collar, eyes lined with kohl. My hair is dark as the silence between commands.

His name is Daniel. He’s been mine for nearly a year. Polite. Obedient. Shakes when I raise my voice. I like that. Tonight isn’t about punishment. It’s about passage. A new year. A fresh leash.

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panties

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Miss Anna came home after a long day of frolicking around. She marched in her heels towards the kitchen and went to the fridge. There sat her favorite egg nog. She reached to pour a glass, but there was barely enough to fill an ounce. She was livid.

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