Tag: Humiliation

Nicole 1-844-33-CANDY EXT. 420

Today is the day! I’m so excited that I can barely contain myself (I’m sure you know that feeling!) It feels like everything I’ve been working for has been leading me to this moment. The chance to entertain, to be the object of one’s desire and deepest fantasies… Well, that’s just an opportunity that I couldn’t possibly pass up. I sure do hope you’re ready to have your balls drained because I sure am ready to be the naughty girl living rent free in your head.

How would you like to begin? With a soft kiss on your lips that leads to me on my knees, mouth agape, ready to take your beefy cock whole? Or perhaps you like things reversed, YOU want to be dominated by a mommy with perfect, perky tits and an ass that just won’t quit. If you want me in charge, you better behave, because I don’t take disobedience lightly. How about we start out slow and sensual, giving you plenty of time to enjoy the feel of my body as it wraps around yours, slowly working our way towards some serious fucking? Perhaps you prefer something a little more rough and tumble?

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Mommys poolside lollipop

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Mommy LOVES to be poolside. As soon as the sun is out and the water is warm, you can find me lounging or floating with my fingers in the cool water, just relaxing and soaking up the sun. Unfortunately, I had to babysit baby Nicki today, so the pretty in pink diaper loser had to come with me.

It was midday, so you know all of the bored, big-titty MILF’s were already there when we showed up. Nicki had on her pink bikini with a sweet pink tutu around her hips and her favorite diaper swimmers under her bottoms. I took a bottle of sun oil from the diaper bag and shoved it at her chest. Ignoring how she batted her lashes and looked around, practically drooling at all the cleavage around the pool. “Mommy, can I…” She started, and I put my hand up.

“Shut the fuck up and oil me.”

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Mommy Felicity's Diaper Dummy

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Take a look at my Diaper Dummy. She’s cute for sure, and thank fuck cus nothing is going on upstairs at all. And sadly, she DOES have a big ol’ diaper dicky, but the fucking loser has used a wand on it so much she can’t even cum without it! So the other day we were playing, I was controlling the plug in her pussy, and she begged, “Please, Mommy, can I cum.”

I love diaper cummies, so I say, of course, but no wand. I really hate when a clitstick has become too numbed by constant masturbation; it ruins so much of my fun. So she was told to just hump her diaper against her mattress and cum for Mommy. BUT SOMEONE CHEATED!!

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Bottom

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You’re a bottom feeder. A less than. Not much more than the dirt stuck to my pretty shoes. I know it’s been hard for you to find a place where you feel like you belong. You know you aren’t a man, but you don’t want to be a sissy.

Diapers don’t appeal to you, and yet, you feel like there is nowhere else for you to go. TS Goddess Alexus is here to help you find that special place just for ass lickers and cum suckers like you. So allow me to show you that bottom-feeder place where you should thrive.

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Blue balls

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Sitting in front of his computer at work, dick in hand, he stroked. Hig blue balls tensing; he’d been edging for hours now. The pornstar playing on the screen looked nothing like his little wife at home. She was filthy; precum smeared all over her pretty face. His wife would never do something like that. She was too proper to be the cum slut he desired.

Hunched forward as he stroked himself closer and closer to orgasm. A groan shifted out of his chest; just a few more strokes and he’d feel the release he was craving. Instead of achieving the orgasm, he’d hoped for, his proper wife breezed into his office door.

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S.W.A.K

Posted 1 year ago by Francie

S.W.A.K

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Do you remember when you started writing your first love notes? How you’d spill your secrets with ink, confident no one but the intended eyes would read them. Did you scribble “S.W.A.K” on the back, or was that something just girls did? Do you remember what it stood for?

Sealed With a kiss. Your confession of love and lust may have been sealed with a press of your lips to the envelope, but I hate to tell you the girl you sent it with shared your words. Even then, you were nothing but a laughing stock to women.

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You mentioned last night how you had this super important zoom meeting today. Your boss’s boss would be there. All the big wigs of your company and you were presenting. We snuggled in bed with my cum leaking out of your asshole while you told me how nervous you were. Obviously, I comforted you and reassured you that you would do incredible. Surely you had nothing to worry about.

Well, you didn’t until you told me about the meeting. So I showed up at your office today just before the scheduled zoom. You looked so cute in your suit with your blue tie. I sat in your desk chair and pulled out my cock. “Alexus, what are you doing? The meeting’s all set up. They’ll be on any minute now.” I shrugged.

“Then you better get rid of this hard-on.”

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It’s time to stop hiding. Stop hiding, sissy!

The phrase “female supremacy” was born to describe me. Not every woman was born to dominate, like I was – but you know that, don’t you? What I possess cannot be taught. Your mom, your girlfriend, your wife, and all the women in your life are just like you:

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All my life, I wanted a little sister. I didn’t think it was a big ask. My parents had already created one perfect princess; why couldn’t they just bring home another one? Someone I could play dress-up with and have tea parties with—basically, a live-in best friend. But no! Krysta never gets anything she wants! So do you know what they brought me instead?

A stinky baby BOY!

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UGH! Mommy asked you three times if you had to use the bathroom before we left for the birthday party. Then I asked you again when we arrived, but you were so excited to play with the other big boys that you promised me you didn’t have to go. I knew you couldn’t be a big boy, but I was willing to give you a chance.

And now look at us. Standing in the middle of a birthday party while all the other boys laugh at you for wetting your pants. The front of your jeans is completely soaked, and because Mommy wanted to believe you could handle yourself, I didn’t pack any extra clothing. So I’m going to have to ask one of the other Mommies for a diaper to change you into and a pair of dry pants. Continue reading “I Knew You Couldn’t Be a Big Boy” →