Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mistress Anna was waitressing at the casino again, when she noticed a weak, fragile soul. He was sitting by the bar looking fragile. She crept up to him and tippy toed her fingers alongside his back, startling him.

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mistress Anna was waitressing at the casino again, when she noticed a weak, fragile soul. He was sitting by the bar looking fragile. She crept up to him and tippy toed her fingers alongside his back, startling him.

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mistress Anna hired a new secretary. He was overqualified, and very capable, but most of all he wanted to work for Mistress Anna more than anything in the world. She said she expected him to act, work, and dress a certain way. Without even asking, he agreed to all the terms.
Continue reading “Mistress Anna and her Secretary Slut Slave”

Christine 1844-332-2639 ext 468
I have a secret, and I’m finally ready to share it.
My family and the people in my small town think I’m this sweet, innocent southern belle—the kind of girl they’re proud of, the one who smiles politely and keeps everything proper. To them, I’m still that untouched, well-behaved girl they’ve always believed I am.
But deep down, I know there’s more to me than that. Continue reading “A Southern Secret: Curiosity Behind the Sweet Smile”

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
The first thing I noticed was the scent of rosemary and cold steel that has seeped into the hallway. Ethan had already begun his morning, the way I taught him to. The brass tray on the footboard of my bed was laid out with meticulous precision. A single red rose, a glass of chilled water, a notebook bound in black leather, and a slender silver key I gave him last winter. He knows the key does not open any lock. It is the symbol of my permission to bear his devotion.
I slipped out of the silk sheets and stepped onto the cold wooden floor. My boots clicked, echoing off the painted walls like a metronome. He was waiting, kneeling at the base of the doorframe with his eyes lowered and his hands clasped behind his back. “Good morning, Mistress,” he murmured.

Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463
How bad do you want to hear me moan and make me cum? Well, baby, you’re just going to have to work at it and EARN it. You know how you can earn it? It’s No Cum Monday! You can’t cum until I say so. So, let’s play.
It was Monday morning and I invited my friend Robby over so some play. It was play for me, but a bit torturous for him, and that’s what made it so much fun! He wanted to play with this new vibrator I just ordered. It was a huge blue anal vibrator that vibrated and twirled in your ass. I stripped Robby’s pants off and set him in a special chair that had a hole cut out in the center.
I gently inserted the vibrator up his ass from under the chair and then I tied his arms behind the chair so he couldn’t wiggle away. He started groaning and grunting like a man in pain and I knew it was doing its job. He was in the living room, and I wanted to see how long he could last, so I walked over to the kitchen to start preparing dinner.

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.

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
One day, I got a special client. It was Santa Claus. I couldn’t believe it. Santa, the man who gives presents to everyone, wanted to be dominated by me. I was excited and a little nervous because I had never dominated someone so famous before. I prepared my room, putting out all my toys and tools. When Santa arrived, I could see the excitement in his eyes. He was a big man with a round belly and a white beard. He looked like he hadn’t been dominated in a long time.
“Hello, Santa,” I said, trying to sound strong. “I am Stella, your dominatrix for today. You will call me Mistress Stella.” “Hello, Mistress Stella,” Santa said. His voice was jolly, but shaking a little. “I am ready to obey your orders.” “First, take off your clothes,” I said. Santa quickly removed his red suit.

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
It’s in one’s best interest to avoid pain. In fact, it’s our most basic instinct to protect our bodies. Self-preservation and all that. However, it seems Sweet lovin’ Kayla Cumsalot lacks that very key component. As most Sadists do, he made himself known quickly. Lucas was frustrated, and he wanted to hurt something, better yet, someone. He’s a sadist, not a monster; he did warn Kayla before allowing her to submit to him.
He told the stupid girl he was in a foul mood. A mood meant to inflict so much pain that the cops would be called if anyone were to hear the wails from her pretty lips. This should have made her run or at least think twice, but not Kayla. Her pussy pulsed at the idea of hurting for him. She didn’t even ask for a safe word when she submitted to the sadist.

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
The big feast is over, and there’s so much leftover. Meats and pies. Cookies and cakes. Breads in all different flavors, these people go all out and cook way too much! The family is still hanging around with no motivation to drive themselves back home anytime soon. It’s so hard to find time to fuck with so many people in the house, but I’m such a horny girl that I’m determined to carve out some leftover fucking time! I think the best time to do the deed would be when everyone piles into the car to go Black Friday shopping.
We can say we want to stay behind to help organize the leftovers and make turkey sandwiches for everyone when they return from a full day of shopping for steals and deals.

Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463
In Part One, Mark made me cum over and over from a vibrator, but let’s see what he can do with his eight-inch-thick cock today. My pussy was still soaking wet and so sensitive. I could feel it pulse and vibrate through my whole body, but I was ready for some more.
Mark untied my hands and feet from the bed so he could bend me in any position he wanted me in. My body was weak and lifeless, so I just let him take control of me. He kept me on my back and pulled me to the edge of the bed. He put my legs up in the air, resting over his shoulders and I felt the head of his cock enter my pussy.
Every time he thrust in and out of me, his cock rubbed against my clit, and I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. He grabbed on to me and thrust, deep and hard. After a few moments, I felt my entire body tremble and felt the pussy juices flowing all over his cock. They flowed so hard it pushed his cock out.