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Dirty Babysitter Delilah Teaches Incest Granny Samantha How to Control Unruly Boys

I had a hot date the other night, but was watching my one grandson. Now, he is old enough to survive alone for a few hours,  but left to his own devices, he would get into all sorts of naughty trouble. He is a horny young boy called Delilah to see if she could babysit. She has a reputation in the neighborhood for keeping unruly brats in line. I think my grandson needed a stern babysitter. Last one I hired, he tied up and violated. I had to pay her a shit load of money to keep quite. Everyone told me Delilah was the best  sitter around for unruly boys. I called her up, explained my predicament and some of my grandson’s antics. She assured me she was the girl for the job. When she arrived, I left for my date feeling confident she could handle my little brat.  

When I returned home hours later, I found my grandson on the floor on all fours, with Delilah behind him. She was fucking his little boy ass hard. I have to admit I was turned on watching that. He didn’t look liked he minded either. I stayed invisible for awhile and watched her dominate my grandson. She made him suck her strap-on after it had been in his ass. She was telling him, “bad little boys suck their ass juice off my dick.”The look on his face as he sucked his own ass off her “dick” was priceless.  She had him submitting to her; something that has always alluded me. He will lick my pussy and ass when ordered, but often he forgets about my pleasure and starts forcing his dick in granny’s holes before I have come. Unacceptable.

Was my grandson gay or bisexual? After watching them for a bit, I determined that he was just Delilah’s bitch. She broke him. Perhaps I needed to hire her to train my brats to be more obedient and attentive to MY needs. Boys especially at that age are just so hedonistic. They need some cock control. Delilah left me her strap-on  to use with my grandson, or even my other grand angels. I think I might like fucking some little boy ass, or even a tight little girl ass.

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I consider myself a sophisticated whore. I am in grad school, and although I like to party, I’m smart and classy. I met this guy recently who claimed he could get me a major score of high end pharmaceuticals. There was a catch. I had to be a dirty trashy whore. He likes his girls from the trailer park, not park avenue. I was raised with a silver spoon in my mouth, so I needed a quick lesson in how to be a cum guzzling gutter slut. Luckily we have a new site, The Fornication Station, filled with trashy whores who were more than willing to give me some hot  pointers  on how to be dirty skank ho.

In order to pass myself off as a skanky bitch, they told me to tell my sugar daddy I troll for cock at the local truck stop; swallow cum in glory holes; sell my ass for crack; and shit and piss out cum after nightly gang bangs. Instead of wearing a Prada outfit, I needed to wear some daisy dukes, a tube top, and teeter on clear stilettos. I took their advice, told my patron that I wanted to be a cum dumpster for him and his friends. They started gagging me with their cocks, pissing down my throat and fucking my dirty cum drenched holes. I had a friend from school deposit some jizz in my ass and pussy, so I could give these dirty old men some sloppy wet seconds.

The girls at The Fornication Station rock. Those dirty skanks helped me score a shit load of party supplies.  I had a cock in every one of my holes begging to used as a cum dump. I went home with cum running down my thighs, and even matted in my hair. I actually enjoyed being trashy. According the  girls at our new site it pays to always be trashy, never classy. So if you like crack hos, lot lizards, trailer park sluts, dirty strippers, gang bang whores, trashy MILFs, toilet slaves, no limits prostitutes and cum dumpsters, check them out. And if you like making a classy slut, a trashy whore, give me a call!

Daddy’s Girl Phone Sex with Summer: Daddy’s Girl Gets Punished

I have always been a daddy’s girl, so providing daddy’s girl phone sex is easy! I have real life experience with my daddy. Normally, I have daddy wrapped around my finger. I can get him to do anything for me with a flash of my sweet little cunnie.  But, this time I was a bad girl. He found out I used his social security number to take out some credit cards in his name. It is really a lot easier then you would think when your daddy has a unisex name. Plus, being cute, no one ever asks for ID. I used the credit card online mostly. Bought myself lots of sexy things to wear, plus some sex toys and other necessities. I never kept track of how much I spent, but it apparently was about 10 grand. I didn’t know my daddy had such good credit.

When he found out, to say he was livid, would be an understatement. I of course do not have the means to pay him back. I was not able to fuck or blow my way out of this one. Well not fuck or blow daddy that is. He had a way that I could pay back what I owed him. Essentially,  daddy pimped me out to his boss and his son. I guess daddy’s job is in jeopardy again. In order to prevent him from being the one let go, I had to spend the night with his perverted boss and creepy ass son. Daddy called it an even trade easily worth $10,000.

I had to dress up like a school girl, look even younger than I am because his boss has rape fantasies. I was gonna work off every bit of that money and then some, I just knew it. When I arrived, the son got first dibs on me. Daddy’s boss said it was because his boy was a virgin and wouldn’t last long. I felt like I was fucking Sheldon from The Big Bang Theory. Such a fucking geek, with a tiny dick too. I wanted to laugh at him, but if I fucked this up for Daddy, I’d be in big trouble. He threatened me with the police if I did not do this for him. When loser boy came, I swear it couldn’t have filled a thimble. He dribbled instead of spurting. I was just thankful he didn’t he didn’t last long. So hard to fake excitement when you got a nerdy tiny dick loser humping you.

When his daddy got his turn with me, things changed drastically. He pulled me by my ponytails, dragged me across the room, threw me over his knee and spanked my bare ass. Hard too. While he paddled my ass he called me whore, slut, bitch, cock tease and a slew of other names. His son watched and jacked his clit stick. My ass was bright red when he decided to fuck my ass. No lube, just pushed his old dick right in my tight ass until I screamed.  I had to endure a sweaty pathetic loser with a clit for a dick, now I was getting violated in the ass by a fat old sweaty fuck. To add insult to injury, I had to lick loser boy’s ass and balls while my back door was tortured.

Sadly, perverted daddy had lasting power, at least for school girl ass. Fucked me for hours. My daddy owed me. Not only did his boss violate my ass until it was bloody and swollen, him and his son pissed on me . I was not use to being in the submissive role. I didn’t like it one bit, but I was daddy’s bitch. I was a good girl, took my punishment, settled my debt. Learned my lesson too. When I went back to my daddy, he took a turn on my ass and cunnie too. He used my holes just like his boss and son did. After he came on my face, daddy said, ” Now we are even little girl, but never underestimate your power over me. You are just daddy’s whore.”

The Coed and The Professor: Teen Slut Fucked Hard

Do you like fucking teen pussy? You would not be the only one. And you would be surprised how many other folks like it too. One of my female professors is a hardcore dominatrix. That was news to me. In the classroom she is such a prissy schoolmarm. In fact, I thought she had never been fucked in her life. She caught me cheating on an exam. Instead of telling the dean, she suggested I come to her place so we could talk about a way to rectify this all. I was grateful. My college has a zero tolerance policy in regards to cheating; she could have had me expelled.

When I arrived, she looked quite different. Sexy actually. She offered me some wine, but after a few sips, I felt dizzy. She apparently drugged my wine. I woke up in a basement I think, tied to some device with a ball gag in my mouth. As I came too, I realized she was on her knees between my legs. She had a huge vibrator and was stimulating my clit. Was not sure what was going on but it felt good. She looked up at me, “You’re my bitch now. Do as you are told and you get to stay in school.”  I liked her bitch in charge attitude. She used that vibrator on me for a good solid hour at least. I thought she would have to peel me off the ceiling I came so hard, so many times. I get in trouble, but I am the one cumming over and over? I may cheat more often in her class.

She untied me. “Gonna be a good bitch?” she asked. I assured her I was her willing slave. Fuck, I’d do this bitch anytime had I known she was such a bad ass in the bedroom. She led me upstairs to her bedroom where she put on her strap-on to fuck me. She wanted to see a teen slut fucked hard she said. I liked how that sounded. She pounded me so hard with her strap on. Hell she fucked me better than most men do with their cocks. I squirted so much cum all over her, it felt like I had pissed myself. She fucked me on my back, on all fours, up against the wall, even made me ride her cock. Fucked my tight ass too. I never came so much or so hard in my life. Felt amazing. I loved who she was outside of the classroom. Sexy dominate bitch in charge. I told her she could own my teen twat anytime she wanted. I wanted to be her young teen slut. If this is how bad girls get punished, I want to be bad all the time. Do you want to punish me too?

My Superman….

I opened my eyes but couldn’t see a thing. I could feel the blindfold tied tight across my eyes and that I was sitting on what felt like a bed.  The last thing I remember was being at the club shaking my ass for some frat boys. This couldn’t be good. I went to move my hand up to my face and someone grabbed my hand. I screamed, but then a husky voice told me to be quiet and that screaming wouldn’t help me anyway – no one would hear. The voice almost sounded familiar, but I was so scared I couldn’t place it.


This guy started lecturing me on how bad of a girl I was for dancing for those boys and teasing them with my tight body. I apologized, but he didn’t care, he told me he was going to teach me a lesson. Something in his tone told me he was serious but that he wasn’t going to hurt me. He proceeded to rip off my clothes, and I didn’t resist. My pussy was getting wet at the thought of being taken and made to do things for this mystery man with the sexy voice. He fucked my mouth first, then my pussy and then my ass.


As he was pounding my ass, I knew he was going to cum. I was screaming from the pain, and he filled me up with his hot sperm. He pulled out, cum running down my legs, and I rolled over and laid on the bed trying to catch my breath. I felt his hand on my face and he pulled the blindfold off. My vision was blurry, at best, and it was dark in the room, but the first thing I was able to see was the pants he had just pulled on. They were fleece Superman pajama bottoms. My brain clicked, and I knew immediately who it was! My eyes glanced up, and there he was – my Countryboy I had fucked the week before. He smiled and then spread my legs to finish me off with his tongue. Who knew that my superhero would be the same guy I thought I was going to need rescued from? I am one lucky little whore…

Mind Fuck

He made me call him Daddy. His voice was soothing, intelligent, and calm. His touch was firm, but somehow reassuring that what we were doing wasn’t wrong. The clamps on my nipples had finally stopped burning and numbness was setting in. As I lost feeling in my breasts, he handed me a huge dildo and told me to stick it in my ass. He said it so quietly, almost like a purr. He sat and stared and I couldn’t take my eyes from his. The thought of him hurting me seemed so real and yet so far away.


He moved towards me and I flinched. But he hadn’t moved to hit me – he reached out his hand and brushed my hair back ever so gently. He took ahold of my wrist and began making me fuck myself even harder in the ass with the huge cock.  His intentions were maddening. Did he love me or was he toying with me like a cat does with a mouse. I was certain there was a fondness in his eyes. Maybe I reminded him of someone. Then he suddenly grabbed my throat and it startled me out of my daydream. His eyes seemed to change color, and I was terrified.


My heart began to race and I knew he was going to hurt me. The affection was gone, and the evil inside of him was even more angry because I had seen a glimpse of softness. Now he would destroy me. He couldn’t let me stay alive because I had seen too much. I had touched something inside of him that he didn’t want touched. His grip on my throat tightened and he squeezed as hard as he could while still using my other arm to fuck my ass as fast as he could. The pain was shooting through me, but I couldn’t scream. He began whispering in my ear that I was “daddy’s pretty little slut”, and those were the last words I heard before everything went black.  

Cum Home Soon

I’ve been here all day waiting for you. You haven’t fed me for days and my hunger pains are the only thing letting me know I am still really alive. The rest of my body aches when I move from all the torture you inflicted on me last night. The needles in my nipples and pussy are gone, but the pain is sore and sharp even after you removed them. You showed no mercy when you whipped me, and since I am chained here, I have no escape.

But for some reason I long to see you. I can’t wait for you to come back through that door. The thought of your black eyes glaring at me, and wanting to hurt me again, make my tiny little battered pussy begin to throb. I need everything you give me. The fresh cuts from your blade make my ears ring in pleasure. There is no other way to get what this little pain whore needs – and you are the Master of pain.


I can’t let you know that I secretly want it. I know you would lose interest and go find another worthless slut like me. I can’t lose you like that. You are my addiction and without your heavy hands forcing my tiny body into your painful fantasies, I am nothing. I need to feel your hatred and I want to see your cock rise when you hear me screaming. I want to watch you cum from my terror. I am your little pain whore, and I crave your anger. I don’t deserve the rush I get, and yet you continue to abuse me. Hurry home, Master, I am scared and wet and hungry…

Spank Me Daddy, I’ve Been a Bad Girl

Spanking phone sex, Daddy? You know I’m a bad little girl. I do nothing but tease your cock. I walk around the house in my little girl cotton panties, wiggling my cute little bubble butt. I sit on your lap and bounce and giggle making your dick hard. And let’s talk about bath time. I sit there  rubbing my bald tight cunnie clean. Play with my little bee stings. I’m taunting you Daddy. I need to be punished for being such a cock tease.

You come in my room at night, catch me with my hands in my panties rubbing my little clitty. That’s when you know I need a good old fashioned spanking. You sit on the edge of my bed, put me over your knees, lift up my little see through nightie, pull my cotton panties down and smack my tiny little ass. I cry and wriggle, promising to be a good girl. I feel your thing getting hard. You like spanking me Daddy, don’t you?

I want to be a good girl so I put my little mouth on your cock. Kiss it, lick it, try to get it down my throat. You push my head down, teaching me to suck it like a big girl, but I gag. It’s just so big. But you are in control of your baby girl, so you force me down on your cock until you shoot a milky substance in my mouth. You tell me it’s a special hot milk drink just for good little girls so I will want to be a good girl.

I want to be a good girl for you Daddy, I just need some discipline.

New Girl

I woke up to loud thumps coming down the stairs. It sounded like something huge and metal was being dragged down to the basement. I knew the sound, as I had experienced it before. You had a new slave and she was being delivered. I tried to sit up to watch the unloading, my heart racing, wondering how long she had been inside the safe. You hate dealing with their screaming when they first arrive – so they get locked away in a safe. Memories of my time in the box came rushing back to me. It had to have been days, but it felt like years.


I was locked inside by some stranger who had grabbed me, and left there – cramped and starving. By the time the box was opened I was barely alive and nearly blind as the dingy basement lights tried to make my eyes focus. I remember being terrified but so thirsty that I couldn’t scream. That was of course your plan all along. To break us before you even let us out of the safe. To mind fuck us so intensely, leaving us for days to accept that we had been left to die – only to then let us out into our new living hell in the basement.
I watched as you unlocked the lock and swung open the door. Her naked body climbed out, weak but alive. She was bound and blindfolded, but like me, didn’t make a sound. She was already broken. You guided her to the table to introduce her to a new kind of pain. As the feeling came back into her limbs, from being cramped so long, you cut them and burned them and her body just seized on the table from the stimulation. I remember those first cuts and burns and my pussy came uncontrollably.


She has been added to your collection of whores. We are here for you to experiment all your sexual desires on. I continued to watch her be tortured with the knives, still blindfolded. I knew she had no idea the future pain she will have to endure, and in fact grow to crave like a sick addiction. I felt myself drooling at the site of the blades cutting her fresh skin. I wanted another turn under your cruel hands. I needed to be touched, even if it only brings agony. I was jealous of this new whore. I wanted to go back to the day that I had first come out of the box….

Submissive Phone Sex with Summer: The Dangers of Babysitting

When I was younger, I had a slew of jobs. Normally, I quit my jobs and moved on to something bigger and better. But, I had this one babysitting job where I got fired. Still pisses me off too. Not only did I give their brat the best care ever, I had to put up with the twisted older siblings. Twin brats. A boy and a girl, who were not trusted with the little one, for a good reason. They were sick fucks. Only teens themselves, but on their way to become future serial killers. Not a gig went by that they did not torture me. One time the brother bound and gagged me while his sick sister spread my pussy open with clothes pins. My pussy was gaping open, and the equally twisted brother pissed right in my pussy. They took pictures of me to blackmail me with. I had to be their bitch after that if I didn’t want those pictures of me all over school. I was head cheerleader, most popular girl in school, had a reputation as an in charge bitch. If it got around, guys would think I was a submissive whore and feel they could do anything they wanted to me. No way was I letting that happen.

I let them call the shots for months.  I had a reputation to uphold, plus their parents paid me very well. In hindsight, I think it is because they knew their older offspring were really Satan’s spawn. The day I got fired, I remember clearly. The twisted sister had my hands tied behind my back and was wearing a strap-on. She was skull fucking me, while her brother was fucking me in the ass. The little brat was tied in a chair being forced to watch.  Their parents walked in on the show. They were quite livid. But with me. I was the one tied up being assaulted by their devil brats, but I was the one that got in trouble. The mother slapped my face, called me every name in the book and fired me. Didn’t even pay me. They still contended I was the bad influence even after the little brat said it was all his siblings fault.

Those evil twins eventually killed a schoolmate, so I guess it was a good thing I got fired. I got out with my life and unscathed, just humiliated. Their parents are still in denial over just how sick their offspring were. Not sure what ever happened to the brat. But I do know this, I started studying my ass off so I could get into college and never have to babysit again in my life.