Aimee, Jenna’s Slut Muffin 🇬🇧🧁 (Niveau 7) mail warning

About me: Here to have a good time, cause a little trouble, and enjoy the attention. I love good banter, mutual chemistry, and pushing buttons just enough to be fun.
Teasing comes naturally. Bratty moments happen on purpose.
If you can keep up, we’ll get along just fine.

TON Record 8-3
TWAT Record 2-2

1X TWR Champ 🏆

Special mention to my darling Waruko who gifted me this amazing image of Anime Aimee…I love it very much!

Notable Matches

The Great Lumber

Had a solid seven-match win streak and way too much confidence, so of course I decided to poke the beast himself. Lumber made one of his rare appearances, and the moment he stepped into the ring the whole crowd locked in. My recent performances had people thinking I could hang with him… and for the first minute, I thought so too.

Then reality hit. Lumber turned it up and showed exactly why he’s earned the respect he has. I was folded, outmatched, and humbled fast — and now the whole platform seems to agree on my new title: Lumber’s British Slut Muffin, the one who goes weak at the knees whenever he’s around.

Recently, I pushed my luck and got bratty, knowing exactly who I was poking. I’m his Slut Muffin — and Lumber doesn’t scold, he corrects. He looked at me with that calm, steady confidence and decided I need a reminder so we met in the bedroom. No shouting. No rush. Just absolute control from the moment it began. Each time we do this I start off thinking it will be different and then the second his cock comes out I go weak at the knees and before long I’m a screaming fleshlight for his cock

He set the pace, and reminded me that resistance only makes his grip firmer. Every move was deliberate, dominant, and unmistakably his. By the end, there was no question left to ask — I was broken, obedient, and fully aware of my place beneath his control. Lumber doesn’t need to prove himself. He simply takes command… and I happily give in.

The Goddess Jenna

I had the unforgettable pleasure of serving the divine and dangerously captivating Goddess Jenna — an experience that still makes my pulse quicken whenever I think about it. She doesn’t just command a room; she owns it completely. The moment she set her eyes on me, I knew I was in the presence of someone who plays by her own rules… and makes everyone else eager to obey them.

Being chosen as her entertainment wasn’t just flattering — it was intoxicating. She has this way of toying with your anticipation, of keeping you right on the edge with a single smile, a single word, a single slow step closer. Every moment in her company felt like a delicious challenge: trying to keep my composure while she effortlessly unraveled it with the slightest tease.

Goddess Jenna doesn’t need to raise her voice or lift a finger to take control; her presence alone pulls you in, bends you willingly, makes you want to offer more of yourself than you meant to. And the most dangerous part? You enjoy every second of it. I walked away from our time together still craving her attention, still replaying her expressions, her laughter, her slow, knowing glances.

To be claimed — even briefly — by a woman like her is a rare privilege. She’s power, temptation, and wicked grace wrapped into one stunning force of nature. I’m grateful, I’m humbled, and if she ever beckons again, I’ll be there without a second thought. Serving Goddess Jenna wasn’t just a pleasure… it was an experience I’m still aching to repeat

My number 1# Fan Waruko

Waruko first caught my eye as the loudest voice in the crowd—my number one supporter, never missing a match, never doubting my win. After my latest victory, I found her waiting outside my dressing room, horns tilted with confidence and a dangerous smile on her lips.

A few teasing words turned into a bold wager: she claimed she could pin me in under 60 seconds. I accepted.

The bell rang, the match was brutal and breathless, sweat slicking skin as we fought for control. With just two seconds left on the clock, Waruko proved her strength and pinned me to the mat, victorious. In the heat of the moment, I pulled her close and kissed her—igniting something neither of us intended to stop.

Unable to resist each other any longer we went back to my dressing room where I decided to give my number 1 fan and hands on experience. After a sensual strip tease I let them experience my famous mouth which left her unable to control herself and came down my throat before, despite her small frame she easily picked me up and folded me over showing her animalistic side as she performed cunnilingus and fucked me giving me 2 of the most intense orgasms I've had. After 7 hours of pleasure our exhausted bodies collapse together cementing our relationship and I can’t wait for our next encounter

The French Femme Fatale LittleCaline

Weeks of losing and teasing led to one final match where I thought I had control. For a brief moment, I even believed it—taunting, confident, convinced payback was finally mine.

Then her voice took over.

She didn’t overpower me; she unwound me. Thoughts softened, resistance faded, and under her hypnosis the truth slipped out before I could stop it. I heard myself admitting devotion, feeling a deep need to please her that felt natural, comforting as she trained me to crave her taste. Making me endlessly lick her.

I went in chasing revenge.
I came out openly devoted. On my knees tongue out ready to please.

The Lioness Vanessa Velvet

I stepped up to the Velvets, meeting Vanessa with every intention of making her mine. After a passionate start I found myself weakening in her arms. Her touch, her kiss, her moan, her taste making me want more and more. Once she had me where she wanted she turned it up and I melted into her. I was left begging her to let me cum while she pounded me into submission. Peppering me with kisses and leaving her famous V shaped hickeys on my body.

Confronting her feels like stepping into a slow-burning moment: teasing glances, a voice that lingers, an ease that disarms. You don’t feel overpowered so much as pleasantly unsteady, caught in the thrill of wanting her attention and enjoying the fact that she knows it. Vanessa Velvet leaves you flustered, smiling, and very aware that the encounter didn’t go how you planned—but not wishing it had gone any other way.

The Powerhouse Monica Saunders

Had the incredible chance to step onto the mat with the beautiful powerhouse Monica Saunders, and it’s an experience I won’t forget anytime soon. From the moment the match started, it was a real back-and-forth struggle—every time I thought I had an opening, she countered with flawless technique and surprising athleticism.

I gave everything I had, but Monica’s combination of strength, confidence, and pure skill was simply on another level. She controlled the pace, pushed me to my limits, and ultimately overpowered me in a way that was both humbling and impressive.

Monica Saunders isn’t just strong—she’s a complete competitor, and sharing the mat with her was an honor. Truly unforgettable.

Sexy Canadian Cassidy

Sexy without trying and fully aware of the effect she has. From the moment we faced off, she carried herself with a seductive confidence that turned every exchange into a slow, dangerous dance. Sweet as maple syrup, smooth in her movements, and sharp in her intent, she fought with determination and charm in equal measure.

She tested my focus, tempted mistakes, and made the match feel as playful as it was intense. Every moment felt charged, every interaction deliberate. In the end, though, I kept my composure, matched her energy, and took the win - And her home so she could thank me properly as the Victor!

Rivalry

Rivalry with Lucky (Best of 3 – Series Winner)
Lucky caught me early, when I was fresh and finding my footing, and he made sure everyone knew it. He ran me over in the first match and enjoyed every second of it. But that was the last time he had it easy. I learned his game, matched his intensity, and flipped the script in match two. By the third, the momentum was mine and the outcome was inevitable — I broke him down, took control, and walked away with the series 2–1. He had his moment, but I took the throne.

Strengths: Oral and strong thighs ready to break you.

Weakness: choking, prone bone, folded missionary