Oooppsss! Did you just wake up with a sore ass and completely confused? You look scared baby. Okay I may have slipped something in your drink last night. Don’t’ worry though you loved ever minute of it. Let me jog your memory. I pull down the sheets and reveal you wearing my sexy black g-string.
You also notice an massive 8”strap-on. That’s right, I rammed this so far up your ass you yelped.
I am going to help you remember, baby.
I take the strap-on and slip it into your mouth, suck on it, taste your ass. You want to say no, but you can’t help getting aroused. Get it nice and wet for me. I pull it out of your mouth. I slither it down your chin, chest, stomach, punnie cock and right into your stretched, sore ass. You begin to moan with great arousing pain. While I am abusing your ass your little dick is throbbing. You want to cum so badly, but you better ask me first. Let me watch you stroke your wiener. Cum for me and try to shoot it into you mouth this time. I want you to taste your cum. That’s it cum for me…oh yes! Taste your salty, sticky cream in your mouth. The taste of your ass and cum is a delicious treat. I get up and pull the g-string off you and put it on. I hand you my number and tell you to call me for another intense session.
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Listen my pets as I tell you a story, a steamy story of a man I will never forget. About a year ago my friends convinced me to place a personal ad. Why not, if nothing else I would find a willing victim. I had many replies and no one peaked my interest. One day I got a reply from a man named Gabe. We talked back and forth a few times, I was intrigued. Okay let’s us be honest, my pussy got wet whenever we spoke. Finally we were to met at a club I frequent. I wore a black spider web dress slit to my hip showing my pale legs and a pair of Hades shoes. When I saw him I was, well all I could think of was really? He looked kind of silly in clothes that were way to worn and his not long enough hair was pulled back. We had a few drinks are we talked, the more we talked the more I started to feel a thick, dark sexual attraction I could not explain. He had a scent, strong, animal like and it was drawing me in. People walked by us but I noticed no one, just Gabe. He was ultra slim, almost fragile but I could tell through those tight worn black pants his cock was huge. I am a goddess, but he had this control over me that was growing every minute. He pulled my hair as he pulled me towards him to kiss, a kiss like no other. Our tongues were fucking was the only way I could describe this feeling. If I had left my drink with him I would almost think he spiked it, as these feelings of animal lust I can not explain. I followed him to his house. I say house but it was a small storage trailer on a plot of land. As soon as he got in he ripped my dress off and threw me down on the cold and dirty floor. It was like rape the way he took me, but I wanted it, wanted him. He bit into my neck savagely as he pushed his cock into my pussy. He was huge in length and girth. It actually hurt entering me, but I raised my hips and took him all. The room was spinning as he pounded me harder and faster than I have ever experienced. We lay in a puddle of sweat for what seemed like minutes till he was hard again. He flipped me over and took ass hard as he bit the back of my neck. I fell asleep and woke up alone. The night was foggy and my thoughts everywhere as I drove home with the smell of him all over me and his cum dripping out of me. I could not get him out of my mind, he never called me nor I him. About a month later curiosity got the best of me and I drove to where he lived. I had no intentions, not really sure why I did it. There was no plot of land or storage trailer. Nothing!!! Well, that is my story of a man I will never forget.
Now, young man, I have met with your Mom. She and I agree that you need private tutoring sessions until you improve your math grade. When you are in my class, you seem very distracted, and you are having a very difficult time concentrating. Since our math class is right after lunch, you will come to my classroom for private tutoring sessions during your lunch hour. Instead of spending only one hour a day with me, you will be spending two straight hours a day with me. I see you twitching and I see something growing in your pants.
OH MY! Yes, now it makes sense! I have had this problem with boys like you. I understand now. I know how to solve this problem. There is only one logical solution! I will take care of that stiff cock in your pants. You need to be completely drained dry, so you can focus on your studies. So just to be clear, I will do what ever it takes to milk your cock every day before math class. Agreed?
Ms. Ava
I spotted him at my favorite nightclub. He was an older quiet, sexy man from the Midwest here on business. I overheard him complain that he hated LA. Well, I “looked at him with those soft eyes, so innocent and blue.” I wanted to show him everything that LA has to offer. I asked him to dance. Of course, he said yes. I danced so sexy. I whispered in his ear that I was going to make sure that he had a good time tonight. “He knew right away the he was too far from home.”
There are no ladies like me back home. He knew he was in trouble and that he should return to his hotel. He said that he had an early morning flight, but I was not done with him. I told him that I would drive him to his hotel. I talked him into a quick trip to the beach on the way to his hotel. I “took his hand and led him along that golden beach.” He was amazed and thrilled that I had a bikini on under my dress. I got him to take off his shirt, walk and “watch the waves tumble over the sand.” He found the sound of the waves and my voice completely hypnotic. He was afraid that “he had lost all control.”
Again he told me that he was having a great time, but he needed me to take him back to his hotel. I smiled and we hopped into my car. Suddenly, he realized that I was heading up “this twisting turning road.” Driving “higher and higher,” leaving the city behind, and “above all those lights.” He knew that I was in control. I was behind the wheel and he realized that I always get my way. He knew I was the type of girl that had “all of the skills” that tempt and seduce men. “He saw my face and he lost all control.”
He is under my control all right! Needless to say, he missed his flight and didn’t reschedule a new one. “Night after night, day after day, it went on and on” and one morning he woke up looking at my sleeping face and he wondered if he would ever go home.
He had lost all control!
Blame those Hollywood Nights! Blame those Hollywood Hills, and especially blame us Hollywood Girls that make men like you, lose all control!
Skylar
So you come back for more CBT. You whimpered and whined that you want even more next time. Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it. You are completely pathetic and you need intense pain so you can feel alive. Physical pain makes your cock hard. You have an extremely high pain tolerance. No one understands your need for pain but me.
I have a new crop, a new strap on, and new torture device ready for you and your balls. You want to know what I have, but I am not going to tell you here. You will just have to wait for your call and experience it. I know that you have the patience of a child, but you will just have to suffer no matter how much you beg. Oh, all right! Your whining wears me down. You are really a little pathetic bitch. I will give you ONE clue. My new torture device begins with an “h.” If you crave CBT as much as you say, you will know what I have ready for you.
Koko
It’s amazing the power I have over your cock. The instant you see me online you immanently get turned on with the anticipation of hearing my voice. Just the matter of a few digits to dial you have me on the other end, and of course, I am eager and anxious to talk to you as well.
You know your cock belongs to me and you absolutely love that I am the “boss” and you and I both know I love being the boss of your cock. I own your orgasms and the boss likes to make sure they are big and explosive every single time.
When you call me, I instantly know what you want and I make sure I give it to you every single time. Just as much as your cock responds to my voice, my pussy responds to yours as well.
Whither it’s your very first time talking to me or your hundredth time, the boss will own your cock and you will not want it any other way!
I love it when my Master ties me up in the bathtub. He makes me sit in scorching water as he raises my legs and ties them to the shower pole. No lights are on, just candles decorated around the bathroom with roses infused with the bathwater. He likes to pose my body, probably in the most painful way, but I start forgetting about it as soon as he pours the hot wax all over my breasts and let it trickle down to my bellybutton. Then as he licks my feet and nibbles on them, he pours more wax and watches it slide right around my pussy lips and I just love that warm feeling around my clit, it makes me cream. The wax is sexy and turns me on. Sometimes he sticks a beautiful red long-stemmed thorn rose in between my teeth and takes pictures of me. I just go with the flow even if I have to withstand the pain because seeing the pleasure in his eyes makes me want to fuck him right in that moment. I love my Master to take control of what is rightfully his and I make sure I follow every rule.
Mommy Morgan is very frustrated with you! How many times have I asked you this summer to keep your bedroom clean? You just roll your eyes at me.
I am not a Mommy who yells and screams at my special boy. You smile at me and promise to clean your room after dinner. You cuddle and snuggle with me after dinner and your chores don’t get done again. My friends advise me to close the door and ignore your dirty room. The ladies tell me that eventually you will clean your room.
This morning, you really go too far and push Mommy’s buttons. You have the nerve to complain to me that your lucky baseball shirt is dirty. It was left on bedroom floor instead of putting it in the laundry room. I find you another shirt for you to wear and send you out the door to your game still complaining about your shirt. I am steaming! I am mad! You need to be taught a lesson here today!
I think of a devious and humiliating punishment for you. I always believe that the punishment should fit the crime. I have had enough! I call my girlfriends and invite them over to witness your punishment.
I clean your room, bake some homemade cookies and send you a text to come straight home after the game. You find me in the kitchen. I am wearing a sexy French Maid’s costume. All my friends are teasing you about you treating your Mommy like your own personal Maid.
I lift up my skirt and flash my sexy panties. I tell you that your maid has done her job, your laundry is done, your bedroom is cleaned, and I baked special treats…and now it is time for you to pay up. I make you get down on your knees, lift up my skirt and service me with your tongue with all my lady friends teasing and humiliating you until you have paid your debt to Mommy.
Usually, I am a generous, giving lover and maybe even deep down, I too much of a romantic for my own good. I hope you think of me as your favorite GFE. With that said, I have a confession, I have a naughty side right out of “Fifty Shades of Grey.” Sometimes, I get in a very naughty mood. I like it rough and I like it when your dominate side comes out to play. Not all the time, but sometimes I just need it. Need you to be strong and show me how much you want me. Take me, make me yours, use me, fuck me…rough! A little pain in the right spots make me wet and hot. Please Baby, make me your bad girl!
I relate to the essence of Rhianna’s song “S&M:”
Feels so good being bad. There’s no way I am turning back.
I may be bad, but I am perfectly good at it.
Sex in the air, I don’t care. I love the smell of it!
Whips and chains don’t excite me, but you do when you tie me up. Bondage arouses me. You know how to bite those big tits of mine, spank my ass and fuck me any way you want. You know how wet I get and I scream. You know my secret desires. You know what excites me.
I love the feeling you bring to me.
You turn me on.
It’s exactly what I have been yearning for
Give it to me strong.
Make my body say “oooh, oooooo, ahhhhhh”
Skylar
You stare at me all the time. I know you’ve been wanting a piece of this ass for some time now. I love teasing you and making you want me even more. It amuses me when you ask me to take off my shirt so you can see my small tits. I can’t help but to giggle at you. At the same time it turns me on hearing you beg. If your a good boy maybe I’ll spread my legs so you can look at my tight teen pussy. I’ll listen to you whimper like a pathetic loser. You offer to spoil me just so I don’t kick you to the curb. It’s such a rush knowing that I have so much control over you. I love being able to hold that against you so I can get what I want. Maybe one day I’ll give in and let you taste my juicy little pussy.
Brittany
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