FinDomme  Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

Do you want me? Do you want to learn all my secrets? Let me ask you a harder question. Do you deserve a Deviously Sexy Goddess like me? lol Yeah, I was teasing you. You don’t deserve me. Let’s be honest here. You are so far beneath me that you are a worm. You a garbage on the street. I walk by without even noticing. And you know it. You know you’re pathetic and worthless.

But that doesn’t stop the craving. You want me so bad it hurts. Just looking at my pictures makes that worthless little stick between your legs. You know I’ll laugh my ass off at that pathetic excuse for a cock. It’s not like you have anything to be proud of. So, what do you really have to offer a creatively sexy Goddess with a high sex drive?

Nothing, nada. Zilch. Pathetic, huh? Does it make you cry? lol

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 445

 

Touching one’s soul is such a delicate thing to do. You might wonder how it all works. How is one able to accomplish such a magical feat? Well, touching my soul from the inside out is done a little differently. I mean, it’s still a beautiful feat. My soul is touched in various ways. But there is one way that most people never guess, and it’s one of the best ways. Those Benjamin’s touch my soul in a way that I’ve never been able to understand. I can only articulate it by the emotion it evokes into me.

When I think about them, I feel happy. It puts a smile on my face. When I fantasize about them, my cunt becomes soaking wet. And bluntly, all I want to do is roll around in them naked. When you give them to me, all I want to do is breathe them in.  It only feels right to spend them like the world’s biggest shopping spree. For some people it’s the air they breathe. For me, it’s those Benjamin’s. The way they make me feel brings me so many mixed emotions to my tippy tongue, I can’t seem to get enough. I don’t want to ever get enough. It’s my way to exist, to be, and to thrive.

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 445

Some people have a natural look of deceit in their eyes, and you just know that they’re trouble. Others look innocent from first glance. It isn’t until they actually do something considered bad that you find out. I tend to have this natural look of deceit in my eyes when I’m on the prowl.  These moods change how I interact, and my mind just reverts to someone completely twisted. It feels like my mind just does a little switcheroo. Maybe it’s just ingrained within me and is something that I crave here and there.

When I want something, I usually end up getting it. It doesn’t matter if I have to do naughty things in order to get it either. I will figure out how to get what I want. I’ve been told it’s that look of deceit. And the other night when you came over,  I was definitely in a mood. Let’s just say I was feeling the tingles, and it felt like I needed to take care of them. You didn’t seem to understand what I was trying to convey to you.  Ordinarily that would have been okay. That night though, I needed you to understand my needs.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Now that I’m completely naked. Ajax tells me to get dressed in one of the many sexy outfits he purchased for me previously. Doing as I’m told, I put on a red lace teddy. My perky tits and phat ass look unbelievable. The teddy shows off my perfect pink pussy so well. 

Then, he ties me up spread-eagle on the bed. First, he opens a bottle of red velvet-flavoured lube and pours some onto my pussy. Next, he turns on a Lelo massage-style vibrator and starts rubbing the lube all over my wet pussy. 

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

This hotel room was amazing. It was a full suite with an attached balcony overlooking the most picturesque scene of Vancouver. There was a fireplace with a white loveseat and regal looking velvet chair and a flat screen. A regal clawfoot tub in the bathroom had a barn-style window, so you could slide the window open. Theoretically, the person lying on the bed would be able to see the person in the tub. The regal king-size bed is white and mahogany, I immediately noticed the restraints. 

Attached to the bed were restraints. There was a bottle of Ace of Spades Champagne chilled in an ice bucket with two chilled glasses. In addition, there was a large black box with a red ribbon in the center of the bed. 

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Client M and I were staying at the Park Lane Hotel in Manhattan in the Belvedere Panoramic Suite. After all, this is my fantasy dream. 

By this point, I had changed into a pink vintage velour Juicy Couture tracksuit. Just a lace bra and thong underneath.

This room was amazing, with a king-size bed, a full living room, and a luxury marble washroom. The washroom included an oversized marble basin and a marble shower with a glass door. Not to mention the entire room included the most amazing panoramic view.

Client M told me I had been being bratty and needed to be spanked. I’ll admit I had been a little bratty. Although, I can’t believe he thought I was going to carry my own Louis Vuitton luggage. Please, I thought he knew me by now. 

Therefore, I got into position over Client M’s lap. He’s sitting on the bed as I am bent over his knee. He pulls my pink velour pants down and spanks me. “One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten”, he counts as he smacks my ass harder and harder.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

The other night, the most amazing thing happened. In general, I am a serious insomniac. However, sometimes, when I fall asleep, I have the most amazing fantasy dreams about clients. This blog is dedicated to “Client M”.

To begin with, I flew on a commercial flight to Client M’s hometown, then we flew to New York City together, first class. Admittedly, I was being a bit of a brat in the Airport. In my defence, I had my US Weekly but it took me forever to find Cosmopolitan! Plus, I always need a litre of Evian and spearmint gum before a flight. Client M kept telling me to be a good girl and hurry up but I couldn’t hear him. I had my Bose headphones on.

Once we were settled on the plane, Client M told me I had been a bad girl. He told me Daddy needed to spank me.

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Pay Up, Please!

Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

How often do you call in? To one of us ladies, of course, not takeout Chinese. I believe it is not often enough. I mean, the ones on here who love to drain your wallets are very sad when you don’t come back. And I agree, wallet draining is so fun, and none of you losers ever gift us enough! Where are the questions about our Amazon wishlist? There are never enough questions about what you can pay for! Who else will pay for my new shoes? It ain’t gonna be me, I promise you that. I’m young I deserve to be spoiled rotten like the brat I am.

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Heather—- 1844-332-2369 ext. 450

I love attention!  So after my last class, I was beyond turned on! I’m talking about my pussy was dripping wet! I wanted so bad to rub on it. Unfortunately, I had to get to my next class. With very little time, I ran into the restroom, grabbed some toilet paper and wipe the wetness away the best that I could. Then ran to my next class.

I love attention!  So I made sure that I got a seat on the front row again. This time the professor is a female. I must admit that she is pretty hot! I’m talking about a body that won’t quit!

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

In honor of National “Fetish Day” I’m going to explain some of my personal fetishes and kinks, remember, we’re a no-taboo site. Now, this first one is maybe a little bit “weird” and perhaps unique to me.

First, high-resolution safety wear turns me on. Hear me out. Just so you know, by high-resolution safety wear, I am literally talking about the neon/high visibility PPE some people are required to wear for work. So, let me explain why it turns me on. In my opinion, anyone who needs to wear that to work has some kind of “dangerous” job. Whether that be forklift driver, construction, tower-crane operator, the list goes on. Personally, I would love to have my man come home from work in his PPE safety gear, all dirty. So then I can get on my knees and give him the best BJ he’s ever had.

Second, I love nylons. When I was young, I wore nylons to school every day. Every day I would come home with a run in my nylons and Mommy and Daddy would be so annoyed they had to buy me more.

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