The Collarseum Club

There are tip jars and furniture out everywhere for the AFK, please log in before going AFK on the furniture. The AFK recieve 80% tips. Suggested addons include it's not mine, EasyMover & Mama Allpa, Vaw Vagina & Nipples, and spankers (Code 5 is quite good). You can find it's not mine in the mall near the House in the Sun entrance and Mama Allpa at the back of the store. EasyMover https://marketplace.secondlife.com/p/EasyMoverRLV/15219989 Posting in AFK or Sex groups with a url to where you are will help you to attract more customers since they will know you are available. We have a group for afk & those who love the afk. You may post in there so long as your slurl leads to this sim and you are afk here. secondlife:///app/group/6e6a06a4-7889-e1a0-daee-7700c529255b/about We accept female and male avatars of adult human size. Please, no anime afkers. Mesh bodies are required. We do want to provide a high quality of service here and to do so, we require your pa

I lay on my bed, thinking, red lingerie flowing over my thighs, the netting barely a whisper as I stared at the ceiling. He would be here soon. Another Domina had sent her boy to me, one of her favorites. It was a kindness on her part. I had been attacked in my home only days earlier and although I had successfully defended myself, I found it difficult to sleep at night. I was restless. Of course, I had a secret. I was not truly a Dominant, I was simply very angry with Masters at the moment and I knew what to do, I had paid attention. I drew pleasure from taking out my frustrations on the willing and they took enjoyment from receiving. It was a win-win situation. Some tried to convince me that I was a switch. I chuckled. I knew myself better than they did. I knew what I was and what I needed. How I wished it was a strong man being sent my way tonight. Did they still exist? I sighed and the knock came at the door. I rose and walked to the door, my favorite sword well in hand and looke

I pulled the latex over my skin, relaxing, taking deep pleasure from the feeling of it against me, caressing its way over my form. I smiled as I turned to the mirror, turning to the mirror as I slid the gloves up to my arms. I looked over the tight skirt and corset, running my hands over the smooth material and moaned softly, adjusting my stiletto heels. He would arrive soon, my carpenter, my boy. I walked to the couch and took my glass of wine from the living room table, sipping at it gently, savoring the taste. I rose and drew the shades, no need for the neighbors to see me for what I truly was. The soft extensions ran over my shoulders and back as I smiled, my sweet long red and black piggy tails whispering in anticipation. I did love to look so innocent and yet so evil, a true representation of me, all things, in one. The doorbell rang and I sat, relaxing back. "Enter", I called. He came directly to me, falling to his knees beside me, desperate to touch me. I could smel