I’m so nervous and turned on, at your door. I can smell my slutty perfume, feel the pinch of my “come fuck me” heels, and as I shift my weight from one foot to another, I can feel my panties run across my smooth pussy lips. Freshly shaven and distinctly wet. When you answer I can’t speak. You look so handsome! So intimidating. Standing there in all of your masculine glory. The man I admire and desire. The man who owns me. At least so long as I’m your pet for the weekend. I was hoping for a hug, but you remain serious. It seems this is strictly business. (Indeed. I knew that it was…)
A smile forms on your lips. You’re pleased to see I’ve obeyed you; Wearing nothing but the matching lingerie set you sent me. The dusty lavender lace looks beautiful on my skin, and the balcony bra frames my cleavage pefectly. You peel the jacket from my shoulders, leaning into me to breathe me in. I can feel your heat, your breath, your energy. But you don’t kiss me or touch me yet. Instead, you let out a long low growl in my ear. The vibration and sound of it send chills down my body. Soon, you motion for me to turn, and I oblige. I can feel your eyes as they slowly trace my body. The boy-short panties are hugging my ass perfectly, and look painted to my skin. Indeed, your cock instantly gets harder, knowing all that you plan to do with your pet for the weekend.
You want to make sure I know you own me. You want me whimpering, all trembling and wet, gripping onto you like a lifeline as you fuck me into oblivion. My eyes rolling back, my body quivering. Cumming again and again as you pound into me without slowing. Hard! You’ll have so much fun with your new plaything this weekend. Before long, you guide me by the hand down the hall and the clicking of my heels drive home to the both of us that I’m yours, here to look pretty. Here to be used. Here to be your pet for the weekend. As I walk I can feel the slickness between my legs. My body is getting ready for you.
It’s dimly lit, a beautiful space. I notice you’ve put some cash out on the bedside table, and a collar beside. I see it and instantly feel like such a slut. Such a whore! Your perfect pet for the weekend. I feel my face and chest flush, and stand there like a statue. You don’t seem to mind. You begin milling about seemingly preparing things. Finally, you come to me and we kiss. Soft at first, embracing, but soon you push your tongue deep into my mouth and your hands begin groping at my body. And we both want it that way. Because it makes you hard as a rock, and it makes my pussy wet and swollen, aching and begging for your cock. Before long we’re on the bed and you’re hovering over me stroking. My legs are spread wide open, and I’m finger fucking myself for you.
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Aileen~ Awesome as Usual!
Aileen is the best! We have had quite a few date nights now and she drives me crazy each time. She knows me and what I like now and plays until I can’t take it anymore…in a good way of course. It’s also fun to laugh with her during “pillow talk”. The time always goes too fast! As always, looking forward to next time.
On our latest call Aileen deemed me to be Her sickest disciple, after previously telling me I am the most pathetic. I am so honored to be Her sickest most pathetic disciple. Aileen has brought me so far. I love ❤️ and worship Her and pray that our journey continues forever. Aileen rules!
Michelle’s voice and ideas were very exciting!! I can’t wait until our next adventure!! Everyone should give her a call she won’t disappoint you. When you call her, I’m sure you’ll be feeling the same way!!
Simply put, Vicky is and always has been amazing. She is so much fun to play with and talk to!
Zoey was amazing. The minute our call started, she knew what I needed and delivered like no other has. She is Spectacular!
This red-headed vixen blew more than my fantasy away! Talk about knowing what to do and how to do it…. This was by far the best I have had in a long time.
I feel Mistress Megan is in charge even when not online. I’m her slave.
Megan is extremely open minded. Plays along with even the most taboo fantasies. Close your eyes and enjoy!
Jamie has gotten insanely popular, so she is often “busy” or “offline,” but a call with her is well worth the wait. Sweet, attentive, and often funny as well as dirty, she has raised my fantasy role-play into something hotter than I ever imagined it could be.
