domme

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

He was kneeling before me with his head bowed. Fear is a sound I understand intimately. It’s a language universally welcomed and accepted here. My gaze drifted down the line of my black pencil skirt, lingering on the whip on table beside me. “Look at me,” I commanded.

The sound of my voice broke the tension like a glass shattering. He flinched, then lifted his chin slowly and reluctantly. His eyes were a deep, unsettling blue, swimming with an emotion I recognized instantly. It was the terrifying beauty of surrender. He wasn’t looking at a person; he was looking at the weight of his own submission.

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groupie

Jamie 1-844-332-2639 ext 461

I leaned back against the peeling faux-leather sofa, nursing a flat ginger ale. My eyes weren’t fixed on any one person; they were sweeping, taking inventory of the faces that mattered. The ones leaning over the mixing board, the ones holding the actual contracts. My gaze skipped past the girlfriends, the wives, the stable ones. They were wallpaper.

I live for the proximity. I don’t care about the music, not really. When you’re standing next to someone who is currently being applauded, some of that heat spills onto you. I care about the glow. For a few hours, I’m not just so-and-so from nowhere; I’m Jamie who was with HIM. It’s a borrowed shine, and I’m addicted to the reflection.

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diaper sissy

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I adjusted my camera, ensuring my background was just as comforting and ‘mama-like’ as I hoped my presence was for her, eagerly anticipating the flood of color and giggles that was sure to follow as soon as the connection solidified between us across the miles.

As the screen flickered to life, she appeared, a vibrant burst of color against her soft pastel bedroom wall. “Mama! Look!” she squealed, twirling clumsily to show off her latest carefully curated ensemble. It was a concoction of pure joy and imagination. She wore a rainbow-striped onesie, complete with little ruffles on the shoulders and a convenient snap crotch, layered over a soft, slightly bulky pull-up.

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Zero Limits

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

Are you a man with zero limits? Because that’s what I’ve been searching for. Do you live a kinky life or are you one of those vanilla boys? Can I count on you to be limit free or are you going to come with all kinds of vanilla boy rules?

What’s your fetish of choice? I’m down for anything as long as there are zero limits involved. Are you by chance a sissy slut? Because I have a soft sport for all sissies. No matter what you’re into come along my lover, it’s time to make you mine.
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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext. 463

My friend Georgi dared me to go to a brothel one night and take a picture of all the skanks in there, so I took her up on her dare. It was called Pretty Titties Brothel House. I was expecting it to be a skanky building, but when I got inside, I was amazed. The walls were covered in velvet linings in a rich royal purple and burgundy. There were beautiful sconces covering the walls too.

After exploring for a few moments, I heard some loud manly grunts and high-pitched squealing and giggling. My curiosity took over, and I walked down the long hallway to investigate. There was a door opened a crack, and that’s where all the noise was coming from. I peeked in and saw no other than my Professor Thompson. He didn’t see me but the girl he was with did, and she gave me a sexy little wink.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I’ve always been a woman of discipline, but this is next level. It’s not just No Nut November; it’s No Nutting until 2026. And my puppet, oh, my puppet is aching for it.

He’s my plaything, my obsession, my personal challenge. Every night, I tease him, stroking his shaft until he’s throbbing, begging, pleading for release. But I deny him.

Tonight, I’m in the mood for torture. I strap him into the chair, his cock already hard, already leaking. I kneel between his legs, my breath hot against his tip. “You want to cum, don’t you?” I whisper, licking a slow circle around his head. He groans, his hips jerking involuntarily. I smile, knowing I have all the power.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

It had been a few months since Mr. Martin came into my work. He was one of my dad’s best friends. We grew up very close to his family. He was like an uncle to me. But when he came into the breastaurant and saw me working there, everything changed. The first time he was meeting with another woman there. Of course he wasn’t expecting to see me. So the next time he came alone, gave me a big tip and made a deal with me. Our secrets were safe with each other. He knew that I do not want my family to know where I work. And I knew that he does not want his family to know that he was on a date with another woman.

Then when I was least expecting it, there he was. He requested me to be his server. Luckily it wasn’t very busy because he was in the mood to talk. He wanted to know how long I had been working there, how school was going, and where I was living. I wasn’t sure why he was suddenly so interested in every little detail about my life. But he was very flirtatious.

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Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

Mama Janine believes that discipline and punishment are important for the development of boys and girls.  In front of me stands an incredibly naughty boy in desperate need of correction.  Often, I find spanking a very effective punishment.  However, in this case, I have decided to use a different type of discipline on this naughty little boy’s bottom.  Today, I am choosing to employ my strapon to punish this disobedient bottom.  Sometimes a properly stretched and stinging bottom hole serves as a more effect reminder than a blistered set of cheeks.  Both types of punishments require Mama to bend you over to get you ready to learn your lesson.

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The Older Man Next Door

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

An older man moved in next door. A silver fox, if you will. He appeared single, I would watch from my window as her would bring home different women. All of them younger than him and seemingly more than willing to have all his attention. I grew jealous, watching this parade of other women getting attention from the man I had a growing crush on.

It was a silent crush, though. I was afraid he wouldn’t pay me any mind at my age. So, instead of pursuing my desires, I watched him from my side of the street and fantasized about all the ways he’d touch me. About the things he would teach me about my body and his. I ached for it. I longed to strut across the street and yell, “Take me! Make me yours!” But I was too afraid until I was forced to make a move.

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Fingering Your Ass

Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

You made it through Locktober as a pussy free sissy doll for me, and I’m ready to give you your reward. We agreed that if you stayed locked in chastity all of October, I would let you fuck me in November. However, you know nothing ever comes easily for a loser like you.

Anal has been a hard limit for you for so long, and I’m bored with it. If you wish to claim your reward (Driving your pathetic little girly cock into my creamy, warm pussy,) you’ll have to take my fingers up your ass while you do it. LOL I knew you wouldn’t say no. I’ll make a faggot out of you soon enough.

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