Anna 1-844-332-2639 EXT 203
Are you naturally submissive? Or only in the bedroom? Submission is the act of surrendering yourself to a higher power. Are you servile? Do you bend your will to serve? Does it excite you more than anything you’ve ever experienced? How do you enjoy it and to what extent? Come and tell me in our safe space with our safe words and safe exchange of power and will.
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
So you know how some dumb bitches are like super insecure, and they think they are too heavy to sit on a dude’s face? Yeah, I’m not one of those bitches. I’ma fat fuck, and I know I deserve all the pleasure you can provide. Since your dick ain’t big enough to get between these cheeks and fuck me deep at the same time, it’s up to your tongue to make you fucking useful.
Now, I will agree it’s difficult for my chunky thighs to squat for as long as it takes for me to cum so you’re gonna lay down on the bed, on your back, like a bitch! And hang your head off the edge so I can back this dump truck up and grind my soaking wet, big girl pussy on your face!
He kissed my neck as he clicked the handcuffs around my wrists again. This time making sure that they were tight enough that I couldn’t slip my hands out. Last time I’d wiggled my very flexible hands out of the cuffs in an attempt to escape. His hand caressed down my back and over the curve of my firm round ass. Then his hand continued down and slipped between the lips of my pussy. The promise of an erotic sensual spanking dancing in the room around us. I moaned softly for him at his touch letting him know how much I wanted this as well.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
I’ve never been one to fit into traditional gender roles, so when my newest boyfriend commented that he expected a hot meal to be on the dinner table waiting for him when he got home from work, I simply rolled my eyes. If a man wants a traditional woman, he better be prepared to be a conventional man.
And since I don’t imagine Travis building me a home with a white picketed fence and paying ALL of my bills to support me, the only hot mean he’ll be served is the one between my legs. I didn’t say that, though; I simply kissed him goodbye and wished him a good day at the office.
Pull my hair, daddy ext 433 VADA
Pull my hair, daddy!
Playtime with my dom, my sir, my daddy are the highlight of my week. After bossing all these sissies around, I love to go over to daddy’s house and get fucked. He zip ties my hands behind my back.
“Kneel.” I obey his command and drop to my knees. He’s naked, stroking his big dick.
“Oh fuck yeah daddy.” I gasps, staring at his girth. I shiver in anticipation of getting this big cock into my mouth. My pussy juices are already rolling down my inner thigh. I moan as I take him into my mouth, letting the vibrations of my lips and tongue roll over his cock.
“Mmmm, baby,” he says, pulling on my hair, telling me to stand up. “Baby, I want something else.”
I crave being handcuffed and ass fucked! The feel of the cold steel touching my skin and the sound of the ratchets clicking into place as he tightens the cuffs around my wrists behind my back make my pussy soaking wet. He leans over my body and whispers into my ear, “I’m not going to use your sweet little pussy tonight.” Zoey loves BDSM!
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
A few of my girlfriends planned a hiking trip. It was supposed just to be an easy trail, up to a waterfall where we could swim and picnic, then head back home. However, Sarah said it would be like five hours max. I love the outdoors, and hiking is one of my favorite ways to enjoy nature, but I’m clumsy and directionally challenged.
Halfway up the trail, our sunny day changed within a blink of an eye. The wind whistled through the trees out of nowhere, and dark clouds raced overhead. With the sun gone and my hair whipping in my face, I didn’t see the moss-covered tree stump in the center of the path. Instead, I tripped, trying to catch up to the girls. Trying to right myself, I reached out for any branch, but the one I grabbed broke, and I lost my balance. My body tumbled and rolled painfully down the embankment. I finally stopped rolling and realized I was lost in the woods. Rain poured down from the angry clouds, and my friends were nowhere to be seen.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
As your superior at the office, I’m constantly disappointed in your performance. You appear lazy, disorganized, and unfocused. No matter how often I correct you, the message just hasn’t gotten through. It’s obvious how you drool over my body all day long and that your unruly cock is the reason for you being the office bad boy.
Performance reports were released this morning, and my boss is angry. He says if you don’t shape up immediately, I’ll have to let you go. The simple truth is that I’m too busy to do your job and mine, and hiring someone new just takes too long. And it doesn’t promise the new candidate will be any better behaved than you. So I’ve decided to take matters into my own hands. I saunter over to your desk about half an hour before quitting time. Pre-usual, your hungry gaze zeros in on my tits, popping from my button-up blouse and the way my tight pencil skirt hugs the curve of my ass. “We’re staying after to finish the work you’ve allowed to become late. After everyone leaves, join me in my office.”
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Last night at a BDSM club, a Master approached me and asked if I’d like to put on a show with him. I’ve been Domming so many boys at work that I thought it would be a good idea to give up control to someone else for the night, so I agreed without even asking him what kind of session he had in mind.
“Do you have any limits? A safe word?” I smiled when he asked. I hoped he planned on making me use my safe word like I push my boy toys. I shook my head to the limits and told him my safe word was ‘red.’ “Good, let’s see how my chunky rope bitch squirts for the crowd.”
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
Welcome, slave. I’m so glad you’ve signed up to be my human ashtray. You should be fucking grateful to even be in my presence. Get to your knees and crawl here. Have you always been such a fat slob? This is going to stop now; I want a slave who is pleasing to the eye. From now on, you will only eat what I provide, and you’ll work out an hour a day: cardio and weights. You’ve let yourself go, and why shouldn’t you when you have no other purpose?
Well, now, ashtray, you have a purpose. To please me. Pick up that lighter and flick the flame to life. I’ll lean in close, the smell of my perfume making your prick ache to be closer to me. Don’t worry, little slut. I’ll toy with that clit if you’re well-behaved.