Erotic Confessional Sunday with Penitent Nightly Stroker Boy

Dear Mistress Isabel,

I have a confession to make to you. Ever since I found your page on cockcontrol I have been obsessed with you and the black lingerie you wear in that picture. I can’t seem to get you out of my head. Every single day I think about you and when I . . . → Read More: Erotic Confessional Sunday with Penitent Nightly Stroker Boy

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Dinner Time Tease

It’s a small gathering of friends and family. Very respectable, nothing risqué at all, except that at 19 and the youngest one there I am not that interested. I am thinking about the party I will be going to later and I am just biding my time and being polite. Then I notice my . . . → Read More: Dinner Time Tease

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The Training

It was dark. His brain was foggy. Was it still Friday night? Where was he? He reached his hands towards his head to try and rub out some the grogginess but they resisted. He tried again and then realized that something was stopping his movement. Again, he pulled. Something around his wrists, hard, metal. . . . → Read More: The Training

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