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Caught Red Handed

     Something scary happened to me yesterday.

     I was at Kohl’s, looking around, and I accidentally took a bracelet off the sales rack by the entrance and slipped it on my wrist. I mean, look–I know it was wrong, but the bracelet was so pretty, and I just didn’t have the money to buy it. My mom is sorta in a tight spot right now, and I really wanted that accessory…

     Keeping my head down, I made my way toward the exit and tried to shake the feeling of a million eyes watching my every move. It felt like an eternity of bunched nerves and swirling anxiety before I finally made it past the weird oblong white gates in front of the department store doors. I always wondered what those things were…

     Suddenly, a piercingly shrill ringing noise bit through to my eardrums. It sounded a lot like the beeping thing that happens in my house when I accidentally open a window in the middle of the night.

     I couldn’t tell what that weird noise was…but it was so loud…I kept walking, slowly and kinda watchful-like, peeking over my shoulder just as I was about to reach the door…and someone grabbed me. “What’s that on your arm?” the stern voice demanded. I squeaked. “I, um, well, it’s uh…” My stuttered attempt at an explanation came out rushed and pathetic sounding, even to my own ears. The man was unmoved. His eyes slanted with punishing fervor.

 

    He didn’t seem to believe me when I told him that the bracelet was mine from home. Actually, I thought he might suddenly shake me very hard and then take a bite out of my neck. He looked angry enough to do it.

     “Come with me,” he ordered, and then starting pulling me away from the exit and toward a door marked ‘Private’ on the side of the store. At first, my reaction was to fight like a wildcat and hiss, trying to pull away. But he shot me a very mean, dangerous look and I quickly settled down and follow him–though my fears were not abated.

     He shoved me into his office room and told me to sit down in the chair. His no-nonsense voice was very intimidating, and I did as I was told. “What street do you live on?” he shot out, his questions sounding much more like harsh demands with no room for an argument.

     “I, um, I didn’t do anything wrong,” I said nervously.

     The man’s eyes slanted again. “You lying little bitch.”

     He sounded so mean…I started sniffling. I really wished my Mommy was there.

     “You’re a thief!” he continued. “You sneaky little whore. I am calling your parents and then the police. Do you understand what’s going to happen to you now? You’re in BIG trouble, little girl.”

     I started protesting rapidly, coming up with any excuse necessary to convince him not to tell on me. “Please, please, please,” I begged, “I’m sorry! I’ll give the bracelet back! I didn’t mean to do it!”

     My words weren’t enough for him.

     “Take off your blouse,” he told me.

     Huh? I thought.

     He seemed to detect my uncertainty and gave me a glance-over, his eyes boring into every part of me. I shivered and drew back, crossing my arms over my chest protectively.

     His voice rang out again, at full-volume and sounding completely unabashed. “I’m going to need to do a full body cavity search. You know what that is?”

     I shook my head no.

     He nodded, as though he knew I was just a ‘sneaky little whore’ who couldn’t possibly know anything. I sniffled in response. “It’s where you take off your clothes and I stick my fingers into your orifices to make sure you’re not hiding anything else up there.” He glared at me.

     “But, but!” I protested. “I promise, I only took the bracelet!”

     The security guard was not wanting to listen to my excuses. He grabbed me by my shoulders and brought his face close to mine. His fingers bit harshly into my skin, and I whimpered in pain, trying to pull back. He stayed firm and stared right into my eyes.

     “Look you little bitch–I’m going to need to search you. You’re a criminal. If you didn’t want this problem, you shouldn’t have stolen from my store. Now do I need to make some phone calls here?”

     I shook my head frantically and my hands reached up to unbutton my blouse, shaking all the way. When my soft, tender flesh was exposed to his sight, he grabbed at my bra and ripped it off me, ignoring my feeble, pained mews in unease and fear.

     He licked his lips as his rough hands grabbed my budding breasts.

     “You in puberty? Developin’?” He asked. With his New York accent, it sounded like he was leaving off the ‘g.’

     I nodded meekly.

     “Take off your panties,” he bit out.

     “What?!” I squealed. “Please, no!”

     The security guard shook his head gruffly and grunted; I yielded to his threatening expression. Resigned and defeated, I slipped out of the rest of my clothes and stood there naked in front of him.

     He wasted no time. He pawed at me and bent me over the chair. It was awful and so invasive and degrading. I was embarrassed, ashamed, and horribly distressed. He stuck a finger in my asshole and searched for jewelry. Then he did the same to my little cunny hole. Finally, after what felt like hours of his fingers pushing upward into my holes, he drew his hand back and straightened up again.

     I thought the worst was over, but then he took out his baton. He got it out of his pants, and then told me to put it in my mouth. I did as I was told. “How does it taste?” he asked me sleazily. I kept crying as he shoved it deeper into my throat hole.

     “It’s warm and long and hard,” I answered. “It’s sort of salty.” Suddenly, I flinched. “I think it just moved in my mouth!” I informed him in shock. He just rolled his eyes and slapped me in the face. My jaw throbbed painfully, and I cast my eyes downward.

     Next, he tied my wrists and ankles down to the chair in front of him. He thrust his fingers up into my holes and told me to keep sucking his baton. I listened to what he told me to do.

     Then…it was over. He gave me harsh warning never to steal anything from his store again, and told me to put my clothes back on and leave.

     Just as I was making a run for the door, elated and joyous out of my mind for having avoided a confrontational scenario involving my parents and the police, he stopped me in my tracks.

     “And I hope you don’t think this is over,” his voice slithered lowly. “I expect you back here tomorrow. We’re going to see how far I can fit my baton into your little baby asshole.”

     I sniffled tearfully and nodded in obedience.

     “Good,” he said. “Now get the FUCK out of my sight.”

The GF Experience

Tonight my man is in for a show.
I’m gonna great him at the door, in my fishnet body suit, with a beer and take him to our living room.
I’m gonna sit him down in a chair in-front of the couch. 
Ill dim the lights, turn on some sexy music and start dancing for him.
I’m gonna give him a pair of scissors. and let him cut parts of my body suit off of me. 
As I give him a lap dance and feel his hard cock through his pants. 
I’m going to walk to the couch, take off everything but my fuck me heels, and start playing with my pussy. 
Rubbing my fingers up and down.
Pushing them in and out of my beautiful wet pussy.
 
Then, I’m going to grab my silver friend.
Suck on it as if it was his dick.
I’m going to rub it up and down my pussy to my ass. 
I’m gonna make him cum just by watching me fuck myself. 
 love and kisses,
Sabrina

Good Girl October, Bad Fuck Toy!!

Guess what? I’ve been such a good girl this past week that master says he has a nice surprise for me! And I pick YOU to cum and watch. I only get to pick one, and its you. Glad you could make it. I’m just as excited as you are. He leads us into the back room, normally where I take all my punishments. Soon as he opens the door we see a sexy dirty slut tied up, her nipples are smashed and she has a hot wire above her cunt. I see your cock start to stiffen around the time my pussy starts getting wet. I don’t know whats going on, but I know that its so sexy to see someone else up there instead of me.

 

 

He informs me that he wants to watch me do things to her that he has done to me. Wants to me to show you all the things I have learned. I grin and walk over to the bitch and grab her by the throat and tell her she better be a good girl or she’s in for a wild night.

 

 

I start pinching her nipples and grab the vibrator and stick it to her clit. Oh the sounds she is making. She’s yelling for me to stop, that it hurts. But I know deep down she really likes it. If she thinks she’s yelling now, wait til I hook up the electricity to her.

       

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I didn’t think she’d be able to handle that, but she took it. Since she’s been a good girl, I’ll tie her down on the floor and spread her legs and shove my fist deep inside her wet cunt. She knows she deserves this pounding. She’s gonna take it and take it all. Her cunt is only getting wetter.

 

 

 

Stupid little slut, who does she think she’s dealing with. I’ve been here before, I know it may hurt but I also know it’ll make her pussy cum.

 

 

 

 

 

Her sweet little fuck box is gaped open from having my fist deep in her. With all the electricity, the pain, the torture, I don’t think she can take much more.

 

 

Seems like the might be her first time. Better take it easy on her and hope master is pleased. Let’s end her torture with what I know she really wants. For me to put on my big thick strap on and fuck her deep and hard inside her tight rosebud asshole.

 

                   

 

 

Did you think I did good? I hope I pleased you and master both. If not you two might just have to show me what I did wrong. I’d love to have you both.

Closet Kinks

You never know just how kinky a man can really be until you give him the chance. My son has always had issues with Math, but with college fast approaching I can’t let anything risk his admission to the University of Maryland. I was more than happy to come to a mutual agreement with with him… a descent grade for my son in exchange for a classy evening with me. It was a surprisingly pleasant evening, with a nice meal and an even more pleasant time in the bedroom. It was amazing the way he held my wrists down and ran his tongue over my pert nipples. The feeling of his fingers skillfully slipping between my wet folds and teasing me to the brink was better than I could have ever imagined. He teased me mercilessly until I was practically begging for sweet, sweet release. I can only hope that he was as pleased with my complacency as I was with him… and that we can pleasure each other again.

Subbie Here

Who is a pain slut? I am. I’m craving the pain. I cannot wait for the next time that you will choke me while that huge cock is pounding my dripping cunt. I crave to have that all day spanking session again. I need for you to tie me up and spank me like the bad girl I’ve been. You know exactly what I like. The pain I need to make me cum.  Just the thought of the things you’re going to do to me next is making my pussy leak.  I promise I’ll be a good girl if you use me. Make me scream with each ounce of pain you give me. Humiliate me, I know you like that. I’m ready whenever you are..

Foot Fetish Phone Sex with Sexy Tranny Carla

Since I am the best of both worlds, I attract both worlds. Women and men alike worship me. They treat me like a beautiful work of art. My subject today even said I was a masterpiece that deserved to be hung in the Metropolitan Museum of Art. See, I have a very girly body; long thick hair, full lips, high cheek bones, beautiful big breasts, long legs and a nice hard cock. Today, I went shoe shopping in a very sexy latex outfit that fit my body like a glove and accentuated all the positives. I picked up a fan immediately when I walked into Macy’s. I noticed he was staring more at my feet than my tits or ass, so I knew what kinda fellow he was. I asked him if he would like to help me pick out the perfect pair of heels. I think I made his cock hard at the suggestion. Not only did he help me pick out sexy shoes and assist me putting them on and off my sexy feet, but he bought me 5 pair!!!!! Of course I had to thank him. I mean he spent over $500 on a sexy stranger. I wasn’t even sure if he knew his sexy stranger was packing a cock. I invited him back to my place for a private modeling session. I definitely had his attention.

We got back to my loft and he fell to his knees to worship my feet and kiss my shoes. He said he was not worthy to be in my presence, which was true, but I know how to milk a subject, in more ways than one!! I have a shoe fetish and I could always use a sugar shoe daddy. So I indulged him; let him play with my wonderland of a body. I knew he was a bottom, so I treated him as such. I tied him up and teased his cock for hours. Eventually, I fucked his ass, and left a big load in him as a thank you gift for my shoes.

But, I never let him cum!!I love tease and denial games. I believe all good things cum to those who wait. The best orgasms are the ones you work hard for! He will be cumming back for more. I told him he was not yet worthy to cum, but he could go home and think of how hot I am; how sexy I look in all those shoes he bought me and touch himself. He has been texting me how much he loves me ever since. Well duh. I am worthy of adoration.

There is a lot of duality in me: feminine and masculine; breasts and cock; top and bottom… You get the picture. I’m a switch hitter. Sometimes I am a dominant bitch riding your ass and making you buy me shit and pay my bills; sometimes I am on all fours begging to be fucked; sometimes I am fucking a hot chick; sometimes I’m sucking cock. I guess you could say I am just full of surprises.

Punishment

He brought her to us for her indiscretions. She should not have cheated on him. One thing is for sure she will never do it again. We strapped her to the pool table, naked and crying. Smacking her in the face with the hard pool balls, knocking out teeth and disfiguring her pretty little features while fucking her ass and pussy with the pool sticks. He stood by and watched while we tortured her endlessly. Calm and collected with a satisfied smile on his face. His instructions were clear, torture her before snuffing her. Finally we invite him to ram his cock in her mouth, now bloody and toothless. The last thing she saw was his dick. The last thing she felt was it ramming down her throat as I sliced her neck opened from ear to ear just before he shot his load as the head of his dick peeked out of the gaping wound.

What Comes Around Goes Around

Yeah you thought that I was the low woman on the scrotum pole didn’t you? You thought because you are a big bad man that when I said I like it rough you could take that shit to the extreme. Well guess what fucker? You messed with the wrong bitch. I might not have been able to do anything when you had me all hemmed up. And yeah I will admit some of it made my cunt so fucking wet it was like a river flowing. But some of it went to far too. Trust and believe my friend, what comes around, goes around and karma is a bitch just like me. I am looking down on you now, all hemmed up like I was, your dick throbbing wanting more. You have no clue what your asking for. It’s all good till the rolls are reversed. Like Tina Turner says at the beginning of Proud Mary, sometimes we like it nice and easy and sometimes we like it nice and rough. Can you guess which one this is going to be? Get ready baby it is about to go down! And I am not talking about me on you. Buckle your seat belt we are about to hit turbulence!

Are You Ready To Submit Sissy?

I know it’s your one and only desire and dream cum true to be trained by the ultimate Sissy Boy Trainer Princess Paris. But know this, don’t think for one moment that just because you beg and plead and lick my ass that I’ll even consider taking you on as a slave of mine.

You better be very careful what you wish for, because I will put you to many a test to prove your desire to serve and submit to your Princess. It won’t be easy by any means. It will be a long, hard process but somehow I think you’ll get off on it and enjoy it.

But that makes no difference to me, your devotion to me is all I want and I won’t settle for anything less than every ounce of your total submission. If and when you have satisfied me and I feel you are worthy to take on, you will be my protected and pampered little sissy boy and I will teach you how to serve me best and if you’re a very very lucky little slave, you will be treated and rewarded for your total devotion to your Princess. So, you little sissy whore, are you up for the challenge?

Bondage phone sex with Destiny!

 

Everything I do is an art form. From the way I hunt my pray to the way I snatch them. I take pride in everything I do. And one of the things I do best are my knots. I love trying new and unique ways to tie up my prey. I make all of my bondage knots beautiful. Even the ones around the neck. They’re my specialty. Quick release knots tied in a beautiful little bow. I like to do twists knot in there. That away I can tighten it up around the neck. Until their eyes are about to pop out while they are choking to death, and then I can use the quick release if I need to. I do like to make sure my prey stays alive until I’m done with them. And of course I wrap those ropes tight around the breasts until the nipples turn blue and puff out. All my friends love the way I wrap up their treats! Pretty as you please. Tied and waiting for them to unwrap slowly and meticulously. I use heavy course rope to dig in and leave a nice red mark. I want to tear the skin like paper over their fragile bodies. That is my gift to them. To decorate them in their last moments on earth! So pretty it is almost a shame to open her up!