Spare The Rod, Spoil The Cunt

Rod

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Spare the rod, spoil the cunt. A confusing saying, isn’t it. It sounds like the passage is telling you to stop punishing your precious baby girl and give her everything her bratty mouth desires. That’s how these young cunts want you to think. Spoil, spoil, spoil. Do you know what happens to something that’s spoiled? It turns ROTTEN!

No, in order for a proper, obedient little girl, you must punish her when she gets out of hand. Control her mouth with a swift hand that will earn her respect.

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Babysitter Needs A Diaper Too

Babysitter Kaykay takes off her panties for a diaper

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Being a babysitter is hard! Those little twats just whine and snot all over you. You have to act like you enjoy playing games with them and then change their smelly diapers. It’s enough to make a girl drink. And drink I did! I should have been keeping a keener eye on the bad, little diaper boy I was in charge of, but like he was in his room, probably filling his pamper, so I dug into his mom’s stash.

She keeps the cabinet full of the good stuff. So I snatched a bottle and plopped on the couch for a marathon of trash tv until I passed out. It was an overnight job, so I wasn’t worried about her busting me or anything. I’d fill her expensive bottle back up with water and tuck it away in the cabinet before she got home. No biggie. Except, I didn’t expect my peaceful night to end in diapers.

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Am I Awake Or Dreaming

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

It’s happening again. That reoccurring dream, I think. Or could it be deja vu? Am I awake or dreaming again? I’m out with friends, on a hot summer night, dancing and drinking. My feet are sore from dancing, and a few of us step outside for a smoke. Even the sticky summer air feels cool compared to my heated skin.

I lift the smoke to my lips, inhaling as a friend lends me their flame. Then it happens, someone tells a funny joke, and I burst out in laughter. Loud and carefree, that’s what always gives me away. There’s a touch on my shoulder, and I turn to look into a stranger’s face. “Kayla?” He questions and I realize that only one of us thinks we’re strangers.

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Kayla Dreams Of Zoey

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

It’s been a particularly rough week, maybe more. Everything has felt so stressful, and the strain just keeps coming. I haven’t been sleeping well as a result, and I knew I couldn’t continue like this. I’ve become some kind of stressed-out, sleep-deprived sex zombie, and everything is suffering because of it.

So last night, I popped a few more sleep aids than I probably should have and checked out early. I snuggled between my sheets in my silky PJ shorts and matching tank top, closing my eyes and wishing for a night of deep sleep. Instead, what I ended up getting was a blissful night filled with sexy dreams of Zesty Zoey!

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Fulfilling Punishment Phonesex

Fulfilling

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

The house was quiet and dark when I stepped inside. This wasn’t terribly unusual. The boy I babysit here is a quiet one. He mostly keeps his nose in a book or two and stays in his room. His Mom had texted me before I arrived, saying that she’d left already but to leave her son alone for a while since she had to punish him before she left.

I didn’t ask questions. It wasn’t my business that she was still spanking her teenage boy. However, I was curious about how the tender soul was fairing in the aftermath of his angry mother. I went up the stairs and to his room, the door was open and when I looked inside, what I saw surprised me.

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Loser Has a Wedgie

Kayla shows how she'd give a loser a wedgie

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Welp, it happened. It took long enough, but I finally got my first wedgie call. On the other end of my phone, the loser virgin told me he used to get wedgies when he was in school, and everyone would laugh at him. Girls would ask for his lunch money and threaten to give him a giant wedgie if he didn’t hand it over.

Of course, he was weak and pathetic, so he would hand over the cash and still get his tightie whites pulled so far up his ass he would walk away crying from the humiliation. I thought his confessions were hilarious and wanted to give him a zinger of my own, so I asked him to back up to his bedroom door. Then hook his tightie whites on the doorknob and drop to his knees. This way, I could pretend I was there giving him one myself!

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Smooth Legs Like Me

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Every time I get out of the shower, you want to touch my freshly shaven, smooth legs. I just assumed you liked them because they feel so soft, but I never considered you were jealous. I see it now, though, how much you long to be hair free like me. We can do it, ya know? Shave your legs? Maybe wax them?

Oh, don’t worry about work or your friends. It’s not like they actually look at your legs! They’ll never know, and besides, it grows back!

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Diapering My Boy Friend Phonesex With Kayla Cumsalot

boy Friend

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

We’ve been sleeping together for a while. You are seemingly a super Alpha, masculine-type boyfriend. Not a wimpy bone appearing in your body, but when I came over to make you a surprise dinner while looking for spices, I found a pack of diapers at the bottom of the pantry. The purple, rocking ones. Far too big for a fucking toddler. Once I found that, I began to snoop. Locating your stash wasn’t difficult.

You had hidden bottles of baby powder, a paci, bottles in your bedroom closet. I lay it all on the coffee table and wait for you to come home. Not long after, you walk in the door. Looking tried but sexy as fuck. I’m standing between the couch and the table. Wearing a tiny tight black skirt and pink corset. My tits are about to spill out from my arms being folding under my tits. “Welcome home….Baby….”

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Not Yet

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

“Don’t cum, not yet,” I whispered as he strained against the shackles on his wrists. He’s asked for cum control training, and I was all too happy to help. Each day, after work and before he drove home to his wife, he would stop by my house. First, I would strip him and lock heavy shackles to his writs. Then I would secure those shackled to the top of my bedroom door frame.

I loved how he looked stretched out and vulnerable to me. The first day he came over, I teased him with soft strokes of his cock while telling him how full his balls would grow for me. It was a  hard rule that he wouldn’t be able to cum until the fifth day of training. His cock drooled long strings of weepy precum, but after ten minutes, I released him and sent him home. “Remember, not yet.”

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Demonstrate JOI On You

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

JOI or jerk-off instructions can be very tricky! I like to get incredibly detailed with how I want a boy to grip and stroke his shaft for me; however, sometimes, especially when hard, boys don’t know how to listen! So they always fumble up my instructions by doing whatever the fuck they want as I speak.

I had this grand idea that if I had a cock to demonstrate my instructions on, they would understand and follow along much better! So here’s what I need from you, get naked and stand beside me as I sit in my office chair. I’m going to turn film a session, and you will be my demo-cock. Don’t speak or move, and you better not fucking cum until I allow it.

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