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That Time I Asked Him To Hurt Me Phonesex

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

That time I asked him to hurt me and he did, felt so good. Did you know redheads feel more pain than anyone else and still have a higher pain tolerance than most other people? It’s something in our DNA.”The MC1R gene… redheads inherit certain variants of the gene that everyone has, and in this particular case, they inherit variants of the gene that make a protein not work… It turns out there are melanocortin 1 receptors in the midbrain and they participate in pain and pain inhibition. In our hands, redheads are less sensitive to pain and more sensitive to pain inhibition from analgesic”* medicines.

I didn’t know this fact until I was laying on the floor, a weeping puddle at his feet wondering how could something that hurt so badly make me so wet? My smart abuser fisted my hair and dragged me to the bedroom while explaining this fun little factoid.

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Stupid Cupid Fucked His Marriage

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I’m a tad pleased with myself. See this photo? Lovely, isn’t it? One of the most important moments in a person’s life is their wedding day. It was captured in a still shot for them to treasure. The life-changing moment, gathered before friends and family when they exchange vows and promise to love each other FAITHFULLY till the end of time. That’s what this photo is…or was. A wedding photo. It should have been sacred, off limits, but he let me defile it.

Stupid cupid fucked his marriage when he welcomed me into his life. It’s been a few years now that I’ve been chipping away at the foundation of his marriage. So slowly, he hasn’t really noticed the crumbling under his feet. With naughty whispers moaned into his ear, his cock stiffens for me, and he becomes mindlessly obedient. So when he called last, and I told him I wanted to put my face on his wedding photo, he didn’t even hesitate to give it over.

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His Pet’s Bitch

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Let me tell you about this pathetic sissy, Jordan, who came into chat the other day.

He was just looking to have fun and talk a little about how he was turned on by the thought of being a girl and boy, oh boy, did we take him for a ride!

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Office Relief

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

You clawed your way to the top. No one handed you that big office with the view. You earned it. Just as you’ve earned me. Your little office relief slut. I knew what the position consisted of when you hired me. The obligations were clear. It was required of me to be in your office from nine to five, for whatever you needed.

The first day, I showed up wearing what I thought was cute office attire. Finding quickly that it didn’t matter what I wore to the job because once there, you stripped me naked. Your big office has floor to ceiling windows on one wall, a black, leather love seat and of course, your massive desk with chairs opposite for your guests.

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Panty Pain For My Pleasure

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I have a tiny dicked boy who likes to wear lace undies when we talk. However, he isn’t allowed to take them off when he rubs his nub because his panty pain is for my pleasure. See, if he had a bigger dick, maybe I would consider letting him pull his panties down to stroke, but there really isn’t enough dick there to stroke anyway.

I made him pull his panties up nice and high over his hips. Really making them snug against his aching balls. I always get a giggle out of how big the balls are on you shrimp dicked losers. Anyway, he really, really wanted to take them off so he could cum, but I stayed firm.

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Girlie Day Out

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

A sexy boy toy called me today. Only he didn’t actually wanna be my toy; he wanted to be my sissy, girlie, little dress-up doll. That’s right; this sexy six-foot-tall man wanted me to teach him how to be the best kind of girl. A pretty pampered, super girlie girl.

While we talked, he was wearing a pretty blonde wig and a sexy sports bar. His thong was feeling really good on his sissy cock, and he begged for me to spoil him in the ways of being a girl.

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Happy Father’s Day!

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Phew! Today is a busy day for a girl like me! Father’s day is one of my favorite days of the year! I mean, I have soo many Daddies that I basically spend the whole day bed hopping! Getting stuffed with one cream pie after another. Not all of them fuck me full of creamy boy jizz; some of them shower it over my tits or ask me to swallow it. I’m happy to drain their balls any way they want. As many times as they want! It’d be unfair not to spoil my Daddy’s on their special day! Every other day of the year is all about Kaykay!

I get pampered like a princess and treated like a queen. But on this special Sunday, I get to be a whore for my many daddies!

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Why Did Mr. Jones Have To Be So Dumb?

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Why did Mr. Jones have to be so dumb? All I wanted was to let him stretch my mouth and cunt with his meaty cock. And the dumb man just couldn’t take yes for an answer—something about wanting to set a good example for his daughter.

Lol, Mr. Jones. Your daughter will find out one way or another that any man worth having is having all the pussy he wants. It’s the way of the world. 95% of women want to fuck 1% of the men. And I, with my beautiful tits and soft, delicate lips made to suction cock, thought you were a 1%-er. But you had to reject me. Cause you wanted to be a good man, whatever that is. Nice guys finish last, Mr. Jones. And you gave me no choice but to prove that.

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HELP!

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Kayla 1844-332-2639 x 357

Okay, okay, okay! I’ve been here for a while now, I’ve blogged my ass off for you pervs, and I’m out of ideas. I need help! I need you to email me/skype me the types of blogs you wanna read.

Do you wanna see Kayla Diaries for you Kaykay-obsessed boys, so you know what I’m up to on the day to day? Do you want diaper blogs or forced Fem blogs? A little wallet drain roleplay is always fun, but I’m needing something new from yall.

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Rubber Band Bondage

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Daddy is so creative and helpful. I told him I wanted one of those big rubber band balls. The kind that starts as a small rubber band knot, and you add layer to layer to it until it’s a good-sized ball. I just love playing with those and really wanted to make my own, so I asked Daddy if he could go to the craft store and buy me a bunch. I thought it’d be fun for us to do the little craft project together, but that creative Daddy had other ideas!

He agreed, as he always does when I ask for things. No matter how crazy the request but, when he came home, he had WAY more rubber band bags under his arms than I expected. “What’s all this?” I giggled in excitement. “How big of a ball are we going to make?”

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