Jamie P. was such a good boy last night. He was the perfect lil slave and just what I needed to burn off a lil frustration. Jamie P. I enjoyed you sipping my sweet yellow nectar from his Mistress Dakota, licking my naughty lil ass to keep me nice and fresh, and all the other depraving acts that you craved and welcomed. Once again proving what a worthless sap you truly are. Stop for your dose of humiliation.
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Are you horny and want to do something about it? Then let me be your playmate. I’m in my sexual prime and need some of your special attention!As you can see, I love feeling naughty. Lingerie, garter belts,stocking and heels are my passion, although being almost nude is also a turn-on.
Like to play games? Dress-up’s are a favorite and sensual domination is great. If you’re a guy with a secret desire, cum whisper in my ear so we can enjoy it together.
I’m not shy and we can have a fantastic wild time both indoors or outdoors. Sexual freedom is the best and I want you to enjoy my body as much as I do. ( I was taught that sharing is best!)
So let’s be playmates! I have a naughty Valentines Day planned for you!
Cindy
We met online, which is where I do all my business these days. The Vegas brothel I learned my trade in is a distant memory. I’m very particular about my clients nowadays.
The DeWitts for example are a very nice couple, well on the outside at least. Both are quite attractive, fit and healthy. Makes a change from my days with overweight balding men with B.O. and halitosis.
As with most of these couples,they hit mid thirties, their sex life had declined and they wanted to spice it up a little. The husband had wanted the usual three way or a shot at her asshole, not very inventive but at least had some basic ideas. Wifey though, had a much, much darker set of ideas in mind and she set about finding a way to fulfill them. In part it was because, one drunken night, she’d reluctantly allowed her husband to penetrate her virgin ass. And she really hadn’t liked it. But despite her pleas to stop, he had carried on fucking her, hard, until he shot his load in her tight little ass. Then, having watched a few too many pornos, he expected a little ass to mouth action to finish things off. And he didn’t take no for answer there either.
Afterwards he apologized, the wife accepted and admitted that maybe she had liked it all just a little bit. But that darker side of her, well she wanted a little payback, and thats how she found me.
We met through an online service. A few introductory emails, an intimate IM session and then a very memorable phone call where she laid out for me exactly what she wanted. I could hear the drone of a vibrator as she breathlessly finished describing her fantasy. I have to admit, after arranging the meet and hanging up, I spent a good hour thinking about her ideas and fingering myself to a monumental climax.
Prior to “the experience” I met her in a hotel lounge. We discussed terms and talked a little, but small talk is tough when theres hard kinky sex on the table. I accepted part payment in cash and we agreed the remainder of the payment would be in her purse on the big night. As we stood to leave she leant towards me as if to hug me goodbye. Instead, out of sight of anyone nearby, she gripped my earring and hissed in my ear “Follow me to the bathroom.” The look in her eyes told me she was horny and not about to take no for an answer……..TO BE CONT’D!
I want you to be in those sexy satin panties! And Yes, put on those soft nylon stockings, Why don’t you wear these shoes! Yes! You are my little panty boy, 
my slave, and I am your GODDESS! Treat me right! Be submissive to me and do anything I tell you to and I will make sure I will get you to open your ass for me! You want my nice warm pussy, don’t you? Well, you have to do what I say!!!
Your GODDESS,
Maxine
I want, when I extend my foot, the lowliest part of my goddess-like body, for you to bend over and kiss it. To lave my foot, whether it is in a tennis shoe, a sandal, a boot, or barefoot, with your tongue. To worship it, to show that you willingly place yourself under my heel, conquered by your own devotion to me, so that I do not have to exert myself if I do not want to. I’m tired of fighting all the chauvanistic assholes out in the real world, just to claim my rightful place, career, and paycheck out in the real world. When I come home, when I come into your home, I want my birthright as a living incarnation of Mother Earth, the Goddess, to be acknowledged the moment I open that door.
When you lick my bare foot, you will not neglect to suck on my toes. I want to feel your tongue working the tender skin between the joints, and a soft, reverent kiss placed on my instep. I want to feel your lips worshipping my ankles, and if I’m in a good mood, the muscles of my calves. Especially if I’m wearing heels. I do not wear heels for my own enjoyment, slave—remember that! If I wear heels, it is for two reasons; to make my already shapely legs look fantastic, and to grind the heel into whatever part of your body I’m displeased with. High heels hurt my feet, and they make my calves tense with the need to balance, so when I give you permission to salute my feet and lower legs when I’m wearing heels, I want you to show how much you appreciate the time and effort I’ve taken to wear them in the first place.
My knees are another point of worship; if I give you permission to rise as high as them in your daily devotions to my beauty, do not assume I will let you move on to my thighs. My knees are weapons against the dick-headed jerks of the world who think they can grab a woman’s ass in the workplace and get away with it. Many a woman’s knee has slammed into the groin of a man who thought he was better than her, simply by virtue of his genes. My knees can be used against you, if you displease me, so I want you to kiss them. I also want you to offer to do anything that requires kneeling, so that I do not have to bruise or otherwise sully them with menial labor. Scrubbing the floor, the toilet, wiping down the cabinets, mopping up spilled drinks, picking up broken glass, weeding in the garden, putting dishes away in the lower cupboards—anything that would cause me to have to bend down on my knees should be your job, and your place in the world. Remember to keep your own knees spread. Your thighs aren’t allowed to touch your cock, except maybe when you’re lying down, or you have to walk…… in which case you should be wearing your panties.
You say you want to worship? Be prepared.
I am a very kinky woman who has enjoyed making men my personal whores since I was in high school. I specially appreciate sweet little sissy sluts who crave feminization and forced homosexuality. I will have you apply lipstick and eyeshadow and slip into a pair of silky panties after you remove all that nasty hair from your body. Then I will treat you like you are my lesbian sex slave. You will be expected to worship me from the tops of my toes to the tips of my stiff nipples. That is…if your lucky enough to. For those non-princess types out there..you can expect anything from sensual domination to very cruel and demanding domination. I do not censor what I say, so if you are into hardcore sessions you will do well with me. I simply demand respect and obedience. If you are not sincere in your desire to submit you are better off choosing someone else to spend your money on. My schedule varies but your welcome to call me anytime and leave a message when and if its ok to call you back. I would love to make you MINE! slave.
The other evening, I sent my new whore out to a few of the local gay bars[Momma wants a new pair of shoes, ya know!] So what does my little cocksucking fag do? gives away 2 freebees!!! Well I told that dumb cunt she owes me $40 for being a stupid fuck-stick!!! She begged for forgiveness and said she had set up 2 dates for the following evening. I told Sally that this time, she had better earn me double that plus get a good ass-stretching on top of it, getting an extra $15 for begging them to let loose the juice up in her quivering mangina. She left last night around 10pm, and isnt home from work yet… but I cant wait to hear the stories my frosty fairy is sure to have!!!!LMFAO!!!
woot!
Do you have a fagg-a-licious story to tell me? wanna be whored out? Dumbed down? Wallet -raped? Or maybe you simply wish to spoil a perfect princess, such as myself, in exchange fo rthe chance to earn some of my sticky sweet panties?
Call me now…times-a-wastin!
What is wrong with this picture? Do you see the frustration on my face? Bitch you should have had my truck washed and ready for me to go out shopping this morning. I can’t seem to trust you to even keep up with the simplest of orders. I try to be a kind and loving Mistress but you can believe with all certainty that you will be punished. Question is, what shall I do to you to punish you…so many ways, so many ways.
I think I will dress you up in your sissy attire and put your collar and leash around your neck and take you to your job and prance you through the employee lounge and make you tell all of your employees what a worthless sniveling bitch that you are. I bet they all won’t look up to and admire their boss anymore, in fact I think you will be the laughing stock of your company. I love when you beg me not to do something, it just makes me determined to do it more. Get dressed now!
I finally got tired of waiting for that pathetic little princess and had to blow off some steam. My victim, though unprepared, took the greatest pleasure in submitting to me…little whore that she was. I must admit, it wasnt as much fun as torturing poor Tiff, but it was not without its merits. I did some experimenting for my next session with the princess, and I think she will be pleasantly disturbed!! Bound, placed on the rack, sensory deprivation, save for some delicious pussy and tit pumps. I do believe she found the true meaning of her existance pleasing me.
Isn’t that right Tiff?
Jealous yet?
I went to a football game with my friends recently and I must say we had a damn good time. We tailgated, ate great food and drank lots of beer. We were playing an old rival and the weather was shitty. It rained all day and by the time the game was over everyone was soaked (some of us in more places than others). We won the game that day and afterward all of us headed back to the parking lot where one member of the tailgate had an RV set up. As mentioned before it was raining like hell so we were all very wet, but I was wetter than most. Not only was my hair wet, my coat soaked and my pants damp, my pussy was throbbing. All of the men in our group just love flirting with beautiful women and all this attention had my pussy dripping. I kept envisioning all the men with their cocks out as I took turns sucking them off one by one milking their balls dry. We have a few former football players among us so I know they have big thick cocks with creamy loads and I wanted them to cream my cunt so bad. It was all I could do to keep from rubbing my pussy in the parking lot and just as my fantasy grew in my mind a guy called out. I seemed to be in a trance and I looked up at once and walked over to him. I smiled and said hello and he offered me a beer which I accepted. “Listen Elise I brought my buddy “J”; this is his first road trip, anyway he’s a pretty cool cat, why don’t you clear the RV and take him inside and give him a lap dance?” I had never met the man but it was like a dream cum true and certainly an offer I couldn’t pass up. I walked over to where he was standing and our mutual friend introduced us. As we talked he walked away to clear the RV and I seized the opportunity. “Come on babe, let’s go in here and get out of the rain.” He looked at me abruptly as if he couldn’t believe his luck and we walked inside and closed the door. Once we dried off best we could we decided wet clothes were no fun and so he took off his coat, t-shirt and jeans in quick order and sat them by a heater to dry, as I did the same. I had on far less clothing and in 30 seconds my breasts were out, my nipples hard and my bare pussy dripping. He just stared in amazement and I saw his prick spring to life despite how cold and wet we both were. “Like what you see baby?” He nodded and I sat him back on the couch running my hands down his chest. I straddled him so my pussy grinded against his cock and my tits were buried in his face. I gave him the best lap dance he’ll ever have and his cock just got harder and harder pre-cum oozing out. Finally I back off, and slid his boxers off and he didn’t stop me. What a pretty sight! His cock was bigger and thicker than I would’ve dared imagine and I straddled him again and swayed my ass into his hips. Now my wet cunt was grinding on the head of his meat pole. He was massaging my tits cupping them in his hand and sucking my nipples hard. I reached back with my hand and guided his dick in my cunt. I was so tight and wet, I needed satisfaction now. Once inside his cock wrapped around my pussy muscles tight. It was a perfect fit. I rode his cock hard going up and down hard and fast as his balls plowed into my pussy. It only took one light touch of my clit by his thick cock and I was cumming like mad. Juices squirted all over his cock and beyond but I kept riding him I wanted him to bust a nut in my cunt. We switched positions several times only so he could penetrate my cunt again and as I rode him reverse cow-girl he spanked my ass and I grinded my pussy deep into his cock placing my feet firmly on his thighs and pressing down to ensure all of his cock was inside me. I exploded several more times and he had yet to cum which I knew meant an explosion was on the way, and sure enough as I went down on his cock harder than ever he pulsed and grabbed my ass tight digging his nails in for support. Ahh he was cumming but this was unlike any orgasm ever. He just kept breathing hard and pulsing and I felt a stream of ho cum fill my cunt. Finally the tide wave subsided and as he pulled his dripping cock out of my hole jizz leaked out I was so full. I cleaned all the cum from his cock naking sure he was nice and dry and then we got our clothes and re-joined the party.
