There is nothing more hot then hearing a man quiver with desire and begging me to let him cum! I love to tell a man how to rub, tease and pull on on his rock hard cock. I will tell you how to touch it while I talk dirty too. Make you throb and ache to spray that thick, creamy load. That sweet dick belongs to Gigi now. I will tell you how much lube to use so it will slip between your fingers and feel extra soft just like my delicious, pink tongue. I could even tell you to jerk it dry. When your balls get nice and full, I want to hear you beg and plead to release all that is swelling inside you wanting to shoot out. Will I let, you? Call and find out what mood I am in.
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Wearing just my black lace panties and bra, He reached his long arms around both sides of me, and leaned his body against mine. He aggressively forces me over the wooden desk. A lump formed in my throat as he shifted his hips against mine. He dropped his hands from the desk and his fingers up my thighs, up and over the curve of my ass. Goosebumps speckled all over my body.”Mmmm. Such a nice ass,” he whispered into my ear. SLAP! J caught the underside of my ass cheek with his palm. I jumped in surprise and let out a yelp. Stinging was followed by warmth. I love being spanked. “More??” He asked with brows raised in disbelief and slaps me harder this time. I involuntarily bend over and growl at the throbbing. As I slowly recover and straighten my body. With a big smile, “That was so hot that you asked for more.” “Well I could totally take more than that,” I giggle. Before I can blink, He is against me with his hand around my neck, “What did you say? Get on the bed,” he growls through gritted teeth and tosses me by my throat onto the mattress.
“Lay on your stomach,” he orders. I adjust myself, my pulse pounding. “I’m going to spank you hard. Call out the level of pain from 1 to 10.” Peeking behind my shoulder I see him holding a black strap. He is shirtless and the sight is sexy as hell. “Okay.” A few seconds pass before I feel the sharp bite on my right thigh. “Mmmm 4.” I receive a 6 next then a 7. Next, a sequence of stimulating but tolerable 2s. I can hear the strap whoosh in the air before I scream and my leg muscles contract and I tuck my arms and legs towards my stomach as I receive a throbbing 9. “Ow ow ow,” I whine and press my hands over my searing skin, trying to dull the pain. My eyes are teary and I don’t know if I could take another hit like that. Of course he can sense this. My eyes still closed in healing, I feel his warm voice in my hair, “Good fucking girl.”
Finals are Next Week. Tonight, my study group meets to study in the boys’ dorm. Two of the guys in the group are roommates, so we meet in their room. We are supposed to be quizzing each other for our chemistry final.
One of the roommates has some beers in his fridge. We all have one.
The other roommate pulls out a deck of cards. All of the guys in my study group want to play strip poker. Now, I am the only girl in the room. I don’t exactly know how to play poker, but I am not one to back away from any challenge.
I end up naked, but I guess I win! I teach all of the guys how to lick my pussy. I make all of them lick me until I cum on each of their faces.
Guys, you never really win! Girls Rule! You are at our mercy because, let’s face it, you will do anything to get to a girl out of her panties.
Layla
There is a very cocky guy in my apartment building. He is loud, rude, and disrespectful. Last Saturday morning, I heard him yell quite loudly to the lady he brought home, “All Women Are Bitches.” as she was leaving with tears in her eyes. This is a quiet building of nice people and he needs to be taught a lesson. Needs to be completely humiliated!
I lure him into my plan. I wait for him on the stairs that Saturday afternoon by the mailboxes. He appears smelling of beer and lack of a shower. I smile and ask him about his night. I “oooh” and “ahhh” over the obscene sophomoric details from his evening. He calls me “Babe.” I know I got him. I pounce! I flirt with him and invite him over to my place the next evening. He thinks he is going to get lucky. I can see that look in his eyes. He thinks he is going to score!
He is half right! He is going to get the fuck of his life, but not by me!
He arrives. I am wearing a sexy little outfit. I don’t offer him a drink or invite him to sit on the sofa. I take him straight back to my bedroom. He wants me to suck his cock. I have no interest in his pathetic excuse for a cock. I almost feel sorry for him, but then he speaks. I am reminded he needs to be used and abused. Needs to be treated like a little bitch!
I overpower him and push him to the ground. I rub the tip of my boot against his balls. I tell him to be a good little bitch. My boyfriend steps out of the shadows. Naked and hard. I kiss him. My boyfriend’s beautiful body makes me quiver. I rub his cock to make it even harder.
I bring that gorgeous cock to my cocky neighbor’s mouth. I tell him to suck it. I force him to take it, to suck it. I teach him a lesson. I turn him into my bitch!
Koko
The most important thing that I have learned at college is how to dominate men.
I get college boys to do whatever I want. I dress cute. I flirt with them, so they do my homework, write my papers and get them to create study guides for me for exams.
Older men, like you, are even more fun to dominate.
I can control you into worshiping my body, being a little slut for my girlfriends and me, or even getting you turned on with some nasty ass play.
Layla
I have a temp job at one of the most powerful law firms in the city. One of the lady lawyers is getting married. The ladies in the office are having a bridal shower for her in the office. All of ladies have their heads gathered together giving the new bride marital advice. I sit back and listen. Granted, I have never been married, but I know what guys truly need. Men need guidance, need to be led, need to be motivated. Otherwise, it is would not be so easy to tempt and seduce men. Women always have the power!
There is a lull in the conversation, and I interject that the men need a good strap-on worn by a powerful woman every once in a while. Every single lady in the room gasps. None of these powerful woman have ever used a strap on. I am going to change that, and you are going to help me.
I grab you from your desk and tell you that you are going to a party at the other end of the building. I take you into the room where all the ladies are gathered. I make you strip in front of some of the most influential ladies in the city. I tell you that the ladies in the office are in desperate need of strap on training and they are going to practice on you.
One by one, I teach all the ladies to use a strap-on on you. There are twenty five ladies here. Oh my, are you going to be sore tomorrow. The ladies from the insurance company across the street are watching you too. There you are bent over getting fucked like a sexy little slut. Being used and your ass abused, and getting your ass forcefully fucked by beautiful woman wearing only their heels and lingerie. You start to complain about being sore. I tell you to hush, and to take one for the team.
You are called every nasty name! You are degraded! Treated like a sexy little fuck toy! You feel so exhilarated, humiliated, and excited! Your dick is standing straight up in the air, hard and horny. Okay, bitch, stroke it for the superior ladies and put on a little masturbation show for us. Cum like a pretty cum fountain for the pretty powerful ladies in the office (and across the street). Put a beautiful cum show!
Mistress Koko



































































































































































































