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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Randy called me up and begged me to sissify and humiliate him. He told me he wanted me to turn him into the next Ms. Candy. I knew this was going to be fun. I asked him to meet me in my dungeon of fun, later that evening, and the sissification could begin. I wore a black latex bodysuit with red stiletto heels, and you could hear them as I walked down the stairs to meet him.

Randy was a few minutes late, so as soon as he arrived, we had to begin, no time could be wasted. I had a pretty little pink frilly, lacey dress for him to wear over a baby blue bra and matching panty set. Then I put him in white stockings and black heels. He looked amazing and transformed into a beautiful little princess, my beautiful little princess.

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Gabrielle 1-844-33-CANDY ext 469

My husband has been out of town for a few days now and I’m feeling lonely. This pussy needs to be serviced every day, so it was time to go on the prowl and see what kind of trouble I could get into. I went to a coffee shop late in the evening, wearing a short leopard print mini skirt and a black crop top. Did I mention I was going out with no panties on? I’m sure I’ll attract a good bit of attention that way.

I got my caramel macchiato and sat in the corner, just people watching. I watched as men and women walked in and out of the shop, until I found the perfect specimen. He was six-foot, dark hair and blue eyes, gorgeous man. And he looked like he was kinky, and I was about to find out. I walked up to him and touched him on the shoulder and then gave him the sexiest look I could. I walked towards the bathroom, hoping he would follow me.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Tony came over to my house on Easter weekend to catch up. It’s a time for rebirth and renewals, and this is just what I needed. He came into my house and walked up to my room like he already knew the place. When he came upstairs, he found me in a purple satin and lace babydoll nighty. I was ready for some loving.

He came up behind me and started kissing on my neck and I could feel his hard on poking me in the back. He reached around and started groping my tits and pinching my nipples right as I reach around behind me so I could help him stroke his cock.

He was stroking lightly and slow, edging himself, but I wanted more from him. I told him to come around to my front so I could watch him stroke and guide him along. I put him down on his knees and guided him along. I told him to stroke faster and harder until he was on the edge of cumming and then demanded that he stop.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Marty called me to ask if I could do a last-minute session with him. He was begging me, telling me he really needed to see me. I thought he was being pathetic, but I told him if he came over tomorrow night, I could squeeze him in for a three-day session.

Friday rolled around and Marty showed up two hours early; boy was he desperate! I led him downstairs to my dungeon of fun and let him set up. That included stripping him of all his clothing and I put him in the corner cage until I was ready for him. What he didn’t know was that I wouldn’t be ready for him until Sunday!

Hours passed by and poor little Marty was waiting, wondering when I’d be back for him. The night turned into day, and Saturday was here before we knew it. He heard the sounds of my stiletto heels coming down the basement stairs. What surprised him the most was the hunk of man I brought down with me.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

The last time I left Allen, I dressed him up in gorgeous girly, sparkly pink dress. He was left handcuffed at his ankles and wrists against the wall. I was upstairs working on a project and remembered that he was down in my chambers. I came downstairs to check in on him. He knew I was on my way with my click-clacky stilettos. “Look at you, all naked and tied up just for me. What should I do with you first?”

I unhooked Allie for a second and turned her around; I wanted to play with her ass today! When she was in the proper position, and after I put on a pair of latex gloves, I circled my finger all around her asshole. I traced my finger down her ass crack until I found the pucker hole! That’s when I spread her cheeks apart to really get a good view.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

It was 2am when I heard my phone ring. I sleepily answered and Rob’s voice was on the other end. He told me he couldn’t sleep and was literally begging me to come over. He needed to cum so bad and I was the only one who could help him. A slut’s job is never done. I got up, put something sexy on, like my silk jammies and silk robe to cover up with, and drove to his house.

I arrived at 3am and was ready to do my slutty duty. As I yelled Rob’s name, I heard him respond and tell me to just come to his bedroom where he was waiting for me. He was laying in bed shirtless, with his legs slightly spread but still in boxers. His cock was hanging out of his boxers, slightly hard, but I knew he needed me.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Gary woke up on a table tied down by his wrists and ankles. He had no clue where he was, but he had a gag in his mouth so he couldn’t ask me. He tried to lift up his head to look around the room, but that was no help either. He was a friend that had come to me previously, begging me for some anal training. I was happy to oblige.

Gary was able to look down at his own body and saw that his puckering asshole was ripe for the taking. I had a smooth vibrator with a narrow-pointed tip, and as it went down, it got wider. He wouldn’t believe the power in the vibration either, but he was about to find out.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Welcome lovelies. This is going to be a bit different than usual. I have a few new ideas on how to run my week that I would love to share with you all. I have a few specialties, but as you can probably tell, I’m trying to learn more and branch out. So, this is going to be an experiment of sorts.

I’m going to start specializing in a different niche each day of the week, but of course, I’m open and will do whatever you want. But this is how I’d like to try things.

Dominatrix Wednesday – Let me control your every whim and don’t forget, you can’t cum without my permission, and if you do, you’ll get a punishment worse than what your imagination can think of.

Slutty Sissy Thirsty Thursday – Where are all my girly sissies at? Ready to get dressed up and feel sexy and then get plowed by my strap-on? You know where to find me.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

Pt. 1

“Tami, Mommy Stephi’s got a special surprise for you!” I said walking into the nursery. “special surpise? Oh Mommy Stephi whats the surprise?” I could already tell by the sound of her voice Tami was extremely excited. I smiled, a devious grin on my face. Sissy baby Tami had no idea what was in store for her. 

“Oh you’ll see baby Tami, but we have to get ready to go, the surprise is located somewhere else…” I giggled slyly. “lets get you ready to go” I said walking over to the changing table. I grabbed the diaper change bag and started to pack all the necessities. “I don’t know Mommy you seem to be very secretive about this surprise. I think you may be planning something bad.”

I laughed “you’ll just have to wait and see Tami, I’m not going to ruin the surprise.” After picking out a cute purple dress and purple socks I laid a very fussy Tami onto the change table to get her ready to go. 

“Mommy Stephi, why do we have to travel for the surprise. I wanna know I wanna know now!” Tami started fussing more, she just had to know what Mommy had in store.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

When our paths first crossed, I could sense it in him, the need to be dominated, controlled, owned. He played the part of a powerful man alright, but his eyes betrayed him. They craved to be mastered. And so I made my move, drawing him in with honeyed words and veiled promises. He came to me of his own free will, thinking he’d find salve for his haughty desires as he did with all else in his life. But I had other plans for him.

Now he kneels before me, wrists bound, back striped raw from my crop. I walk around him in wide, slow circles, inspecting my pet. He shivers and quakes but dares not move, not unless I allow it. I am his Mistress and he is but a slave, a toy to be used. I trace a finger down his cheek and he leans into my touch, mewling softly. Already he forgets his place, the brat. I seize his hair and wrench his head back, forcing him to meet my gaze.

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