Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mommy Anna sat her Sissy Slut Bob down for a talk. She told him she thought of yet a new way they could make money: a Sissy Slut workshop where women would attend and learn how to turn their own husbands and boyfriends and faggots into good little sissy sluts.
Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220 Anna 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 203
“Mommy Anna and I were having an amazing afternoon until you came into the kitchen with your dirty cock out!” I screamed, hands balled into fists at my sides. Mommy Anna had her arms crossed across her chest and her foot tapping impatiently on the ground. We had been baking muffins and having a grand ol’ time but you, my gross brother, had to come in and ruin it. Your half-hard cock sticking out of your unzipped jeans. Mommy never liked her son coming out and doing this, especially to his sister. “Well if you’re going to have it out like that, you’re a big enough boy to take those pants off all the way!”
Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446
If I am not wearing my panties, you must wear them. It’s my rule. Wearing Rhonda’s Panties is a fun game. The question is, where are you wearing them? Maybe it’s on a dare. You dare me to wear a thigh-length spring dress without panties. You want me bare as we walk through the mall. Fine, I’ll do it. I’ll go bareback if you wear my panties under your shorts. Would you do it?
Once, we walked around the mall, with air teasing my wet pussy. And without panties to catch the wetness, I feel it dribble to my thighs. What is it you feel? Is the silk of my panties squeezing your balls a bit? Are you getting hard, feeling your dick try to push out of the elastic of the panties?
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
When I could no longer breathe through the pain, I began to scream and beg him to stop. Without pausing, he assured me it would all stop when I told them what they wanted to know. I told him instead what I thought of him, encouraging him to bring the crop down harder and faster on my already rapidly bruising thighs.
The screams that were being wrenched from my helpless body hurt my own ears. I assumed it was getting my captors excited because one walked to the end of the table where my head lay. He pressed a lever and the portion of the table supporting my head dropped away. My head fell back and my scream turned into a gag as he rammed his big ass cock down my throat. Screaming is hard when you can’t breathe.
Continue reading “Secret Agents Interrogate Zesty Zoey Part 2”
Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220
I had a big diaper change I had to do! The Candy Nursery had never been so stinky. I was walking around holding my nose trying to determine who the culprit was. All these soft bottoms and only one of them was stinking up this room so badly! And that is when I saw G in the corner! Hiding from Miss Mila like the naughty baby he is. Of course he would be the one that I had to wrangle. Chasing him around the room while the seat of the diaper sagged between his knees just made him look silly. But once he was on that changing table?
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.
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
When was the last time someone told you that you can’t cum? That’s right, no cumming! Have you ever been straight up denied? If the thought of that got your cock hard then I know you’d love to talk to me about orgasm denial.
Guys like you think you deserve to cum every time you want to just because all the ladies you meet think you’re hot. Well, I guess you’ve never met a girl like me because you have to earn your orgasm. And even after I put you through your paces, you still might not get your orgasm if I’m not 100% satisfied.
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
We all know you love feet, but have you ever had a sexy foot job? Are you the type of man who appreciates a women’s feet? Do you find yourself watching them as they walk by you?
And do you sometimes find that you have to go into a public bathroom to jerk off after you have been out and about for a while, looking at all those sexy feet? I bet summer is your favorite season thanks to all those toes on display huh? If you answered yes to any or all of these, then I think you definitely need to come and worship my feet.
Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208
Ever since I was young, I’ve been the kind of woman who wanted the things I was told I couldn’t have. The high-paying career that crushes most men’s salary, the dangerously fast car that is too powerful for little old Francie. I don’t know what it is about being told I can’t have something that makes me desire it so much more. And now, I want another woman’s husband because he told me he’d never cheat on her.
Never say never. I always take what I want.
Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443
As you know, I am new to big city life. It’s still so confusing and fast-paced for me, and I’m really just getting used to how everything happens. While shopping downtown, I ended up needing to take the subway. I was pretty nervous about it; you hear so many bad stories about how dangerous public transit can be, especially for women.
After paying, I stood at the platform, feeling like eyes were on me. I tried to shake it off, but as the subway swooshed to a stop before me and I took a seat against the window, I still felt someone watching me.