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probably a CEO

Posted 2 hours ago by Stella

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I don’t even look up from my laptop as I hear the hesitation in his footsteps. I know exactly the type of man who is standing on the other side of my mahogany door. It’s a man of stature, probably a CEO or a surgeon. Someone who spends his days forcing the world to bend to his will. Here; however, he is anything but.

“Come in,” I say, calmly. His posture is already collapsing into the familiar slouch of a man desperate to be relieved of his own authority. He is shaking, just slightly. I love that tremor. It’s the sound of a man discovering that the weight of the world is too heavy and he’s finally found someone who can crush him under it. And, boy, do I love crushing a man.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

Tonight’s client is younger than usual. He’s here for punishment, though he doesn’t yet know it. All the young ones start with that (stupid) hope in their chest, thinking they’ll be able to tame me. Yeah, right. Once they’re inside of my web, they quickly realize the error of their ways.

“Bonjour, mon chéri,” I purr. He shivers when I touch his chin, as my nails dig into his jaw. “You’re here to obey. N’est-ce pas?” He nods, swallowing hard. Good. They always think they can handle more than they can.

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sissy domme

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

“I need a proper master,” he said, with his voice cracking. I smirked. Beta males like him are easy. They’re predictable. They think submission is a shortcut to feeling alive. I named my price and he handed over his wallet without hesitation.

He called himself “Luke.” I told him to drop the name. “You’re Luce now,” I said, savoring the way his breath hitched. I made him kneel, of course, then crawl to fetch my boots. He obeyed, but there was something off. His hands trembled not from fear, but from eagerness.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

People ask me, constantly, why I do this. It is about understanding the fundamental truth of the human psyche: how much they desire the total absence of responsibility. For me, being a Domme—la Déesse, if you prefer the proper terminology—is the only way I can truly breathe. Everything else is noise. But when someone kneels before me, the world outside vanishes. There is only the weighted silence of utter obligation.

I love the control, of course. Who wouldn’t love the knowledge that a single, slow lift of my eyebrow can shatter a man’s composure? But that’s just the starting point. The real allure is what comes after the initial submission: the raw trust. They put themselves and their entire emotional landscape into my hands. They need me to be sharper, wiser, and crueler than they are capable of being themselves.

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Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

A woman like myself has earned your worship and devotion.  My pleasure should be your focus.  A submissive man like you knows your place and duty in my world.  You very well know that my pleasure brings you pleasure as well.  So, let’s start with you on your knees in front of me.  I want to hear all the ways that I’m superior to you and how you long to worship me in many ways.  Tell me how you’re unworthy but appreciate my attention and the pleasure I give you.  Then describe how you’d like to make me cum several times before I reward you with your own pleasure.

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Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

He looked up at me from his knees in front of me.  I reached out and stroked his cheek reassuringly.  “Now, I know it’s your first time, darling.” I told him as I stood towering over him dominantly.  “But it won’t hurt too much.  Just a little sting with the initial prick.  Then a lovely feeling of fullness.” I explained to him.  He still looked nervous and apprehensive.  But he still looked up at me trustingly and replied, “Yes Mistress.” Then he leaned in and kissed the tip of the strapon cock that jutted out in front of me.  His eyes turned up submissively.  “Please give me my first pegging, Mistress.”

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

Bonjour! Je suis Stella, your newest Candy Girl! I want to tell you about a call I did with my latest victim, a man named Ethan. He was on the other end of the line, moaning loudly as he listened to my commands. “Ethan,” I purred, my voice dripping with a mix of authority and desire. “Are you ready to be punished?” He stuttered, his voice was shaking with anticipation. “Y-yes, Stella.”

“Good boy,” I cooed, my fingers tracing the curve of my full lips. “Now, I want you to take off all your clothes. I want you to feel the cool air against your skin. Can you do that for me?” He hesitated, but I could hear the rustling of fabric over the phone as he took off his shirt and underpants. “I…I’m naked, Stella.” He said, nervously. “Mmm, good,” I hummed, my hand drifting down to the hem of my silk robe. “Now, I want you to touch yourself. Imagine it’s my hand on your dick, stroking you slowly.”

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Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216

I saw the ad on the app for an option position as secretary.  I applied and ended up hired on the spot.  He seemed desperate for help.  The first day on the job, I realized he needed more than simple clerical help.  He needed the secretary to take charge.

I know men and their sensitive egos.  So, I slowly took over everything in the office.  He went with everything I “suggested” without any resistance.  That’s when I knew I was the right woman for this job.  I began to be more direct and forceful with my control over him and his business.

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Carly 1844-332-2639 ext 438

That’s right I did call you that. What? I wasn’t supposed to? Well, too bad because that is exactly what you are. A MERE EXISTENCE. Nothing more, nothing less.

Because That Is What You Are

And that is what you’ll always be. You see what you are is an alley way. You are a very narrow and small space that sits between two huge buildings that is dark and mostly houses garbage and worthless people. You make people scared and uncomfortable and that is why most people, people who are of worth I mean, avoid you at all costs. I mean I would because why the hell would I want to go near something that represents such bad?

You are the bottom of the barrel and you know it. You scream sadness and no soul even though you appear as if you have such life in you knowing damn well you DON’T.

And I am here to exposed that. Here to show the entire world what a complete loser and worthless POS you are.

And that is not hard to do because……I’ve already done it.

I mean just look at how you came crawling over to me like you were already owned by me and knew how to approach me. It’s because you did.

And it was all because you took that first glance. You did this to yourself sub. But, like I said before the truth would come out sooner or later. Right?

There’s no going back for you. Your mind is completely gone and your soul is absolutely no more. Your entire being now belongs to Goddess. And now it is time for your first task! Go into your room, lock yourself in there, get on the call and get to honoring Goddess, bitch!

 

Carly 1844-332-2639 ext 438

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VANESSA 1-844-332-2639 ext 232

Permission to cum? Not so fast, loser. Admit it, you’ve dreamt of this for quite some time. I’m just not sure if you are really serious. It sounds great doesn’t it? But do you have what it takes to back up all of your talk? We shall see. I prefer to start off slow and seductive, testing you and feeling you out to see what your limits are. I expect you to spoil and pamper me. You will not be allowed to cum without paying the tax bill.

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