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JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

“You have been a very bad boy today, haven’t you? No, do not bother to deny it. I saw you with that stupid little girl outside your office. I saw you embrace her. I knew just what you were thinking bitch. Tell me, did your cock get hard?”

You cannot answer me. You can barely breathe. You are tied to my four poster bed. I tricked you, didn’t I? I played it off beautifully, of course. We drank champagne before the fireplace and I laughed and smiled and giggled even, like a fool. Like that stupid little girl. When I brought out the handcuffs, you thought we would just be having a little kinky fun but I tied you up tight so you could not move and then I mounted you.

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The Serpent Phone Sex

JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

Jasmine walked into the club and nonchalantly, handed her high heeled sandals to the young barman who knew her well. Rumour had it that he knew her very, very well indeed. Without even deigning to look at him, though he gazed longingly at her in mute appeal, she ordered a double brandy and padded across the floor barefoot, as though there were nothing unusual in being barefoot in a chic nightclub. Her head was held high and her Nile green dress was long, clinging to her beautiful body so closely that she might almost have been naked. She walked without care, consumed within the fires of herself.

As she moved, serpent-like through the crowd, the revelers moved out of her way reflexively. She curled her body sensuously into a chair beside the sweet blonde girl whose lover she had taken for her own and what she is said to have told her was later grist for the ever avid gossip mills of our social circle.

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