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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

The last time I talked to Stephanie, I said to her, “You’d better behave yourself while I’m gone, if I find out you touched yourself while I was gone I’m gonna be disappointed in you.” Well, three months later, guess what I find out? Sissy Stephanie disappeared on me and confessed that she had indeed touched herself while she was gone. Yes, I am disappointed, but I’m going to have way more fun humiliating and punishing her in ways she never imagined.

I pick up where I left off before by dressing her up and turning her into my ultimate sissy doll. She was used to that, so she turned into my doll quickly. Full clothing dress up, full makeup and wigs. She looked like a sissy doll that was begging for my punishments.

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Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469

I was feeling my usual slutty mood, so I arranged myself a threesome with my hubby Dan and another stranger, Mike. I wanted both my holes filled tonight. The boys were called over as I got dressed and ready to be ravaged. I wore a matching black bra and thong set, covered up with a lavender silk robe. Ding Dong. The boys arrived and I was waiting.

The boys walked up to my room to meet me. Mike slowly walked up to me and started nibbling on my ear, working his way down my neck. He lightly pulled down my robe, and I felt it tickle my body before it hit the floor. He reached around the back of me and unclipped my bra and that hit the floor too. Continuing his journey down my body, he stopped at my luscious full tits. They were quite the mouthful, and he sucked and bit my nipples. I could feel the electricity run through my body.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

I stepped out of the alleyway, with my heels clicking against the concrete. It sounded almost like a siren song for the broken. I wasn’t looking for conversation, I was looking for the magnetic pull of a submissive spirit. You can smell them, really. There’s a specific scent to a man who is tired of his own self-governance. It’s a faint, metallic tang of repressed desperation.

I spotted what appeared to be a perfect specimen near the corner of 4th Street. He standing under the flickering orange glow of a streetlight. Tall, well-dressed in a suit that looked slightly too heavy for his frame, and was clutching a briefcase like a shield. He was trembling, though there was no breeze to speak of. As I approached, I didn’t bother with the softness of a smile. I let my presence be the only thing that mattered.

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Rectal Exam

Posted 4 weeks ago by Melanie

Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

I love playing dress up, don’t you? What do you want me to dress up as today, babe? Hope you’re not allergic to latex, because I drape my whole body in a skintight latex leotard so I can be your nurse. I heard it might be time for your rectal exam? Come inside and sit on the chair.

Drew walked into my room where I had a nicely padded chair with a hole in the bottom. I wanted his ass to be comfy, but it had a nice round hole for easy access later. There was also a table with some chains and buckles attached. That would be for chaining him down so I can perform some ass play on him later. I always like to think ahead, ya know? I looked at Drew and said, “be good and I might give you my fingers later.”

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Sexy Photos

Posted 1 month ago by Gabrielle

Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469

Be honest. How many women out there have taken sexy photos of themselves and sent them to boys? I think we’ve all done it. It’s our chance to feel sexy, powerful and in charge. And I know for me, I LOVE male attention and being told how beautiful I am (even though I already know it’s true). But I never get tired of hearing it.

Well, I had something new I wanted to do for my hubby. I didn’t want to make him jealous, but I wanted to see his reaction of these sexy photos and what he thought knowing I sent them to my exes. So, I went into my closet and pulled down a fancy box of things from my college days. In there I found a handful of old polaroids. All nude. I left nothing to the imagination.

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Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469

I didn’t realize my husband was this way when we first got together and married. He was strictly a one-woman kind of man and only dreamed of fucking me. It seems the more he travels, and then when we get back together, he gets off on hearing all the scandalous stories of me fucking every guy BUT him!

My hubby has a best friend named Frank, and every time he goes out of town, Frank comes over and checks in on me. One time his checking in became fucking. One thing just led to another. Frank was a slow and passionate lover but loved when it got a bit wild at times too.

If I had a daughter, I would have taught her to be a lady on the streets, and a freak behind closed doors, but sadly, that’s not what my parents taught me. I’ve been wild and crazy sexually since my teen days. Frank was a bit too much of a gentleman for me, so it was time for me to teach him a few things.

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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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