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I'm back dear readers, with another wanton tale of lust,, pain and pleasure.and that's the fun part of the story! The music blares loudly out of the Bose speakers, thundering AC/DC as it adds to his being disoriented

Usual disclaimer, "Lord Banchforth," a voice said indistinctly as I sat with father's lawyers in father's study as they explained father's last will and testament to myself and those of my family who remained after father's calamitous accident, "My Lord!" he insisted

In the three weeks left before moving Mistress and kitty were busy. kitty learned the proper way to care for Mistresses clothing

The Club Chapter 8 - Milking An hour later, I was lying exhausted on the bed. My room was now just an arrangement of different sex furniture and kept locked at all times from prying eyes. It was time for my main milking session

(Sorry it took so long, but every once in awhile, I have to reenter the non sexual world. It’s boring as hell.) IF YOU HAVEN’T READ PART ONE, DO SO FIRST PLEASE. if you have read part one, this picks up from the prelude

Dear Readers. Here we go Michael sat in his chair watching the exchange between the girls. He was happy to see them greet each other with hugs and kisses. Finally they noticed him and sat down their bags by the door and approached him

I walked into the bathroom of a McDonalds. It was a hot day and I hadn't bathed in a few days, so I just went in there to wash up a little. I turned on the tap on the sink and splashed water on my face as I heard the door open. A father walked in with his young son

A private party at The Cantina Club gets a little out of hand when a man dressed as a pilot from the Vietnam era comes into the club. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY

I sat on the edge of the bed and I nervously glanced at the clock beside the bed. Five minutes until he was supposed to arrive. I could already feel my face begin to flush, and the temperature of the room seemingly began to increase

Slave Of A Sith Chapter 3 Hello all. My second chapter did not have the best ratings so I have decided to leave the bestiality alone for the time being. I hope you enjoy this chapter. It is also the longest chapter yet. Hope you all enjoy

My name is Let's go with Kate. I'm 28, 5'6 with very pale skin, hazel hair and eyes, freckles around my nose, a fairly athletic build and perky 36b breasts. The thing about me is I've always been extremely horny

Hey guys. It's a really long time without posting and I know that. I don't even know if I still have readers out there. Anyway, there's the sixth part of the story. Enjoy

Alexia smiled at the bus driver as she left the bus. She had been traveling for quite some time. Her chocolate eyes sparkled, and in the light flecks of green dotted them. They seemed to not be able to focus, looking this way and that way, her pupils slightly larger than normal

sen The Girl Scout -13 Papa and Grand Daughter The Girl Scout -14 Exam Hell The Girl Scout -15 Training and Breeding The Girl Scout -16 PARTY The Girl Scout-17 The Great Escape The Girl Scout-18 Street Justice Lisa leaned forward handcuffed to the pole, naked, hooded in the dark alley

The last thing I remember before getting taken away was falling asleep. I stripped out of my work clothes (I'm a waitress, down at the diner on Ferdinand and 69th), and pulled on some new lingerie for my boyfriend

Baby’s Birthday Baby woke up smiling when her vibrators turned on. Every morning they turned on an hour before Daddy woke, so she would be wet and responsive when he came to feed her her morning cum. She was in her crib, an open topped metal cage, each limb tied to a post

Slave Of A Sith Chapter 5 - Punishment. I woke up being shaken by someone. I open my eyes and there is a man about 5’8 shaking me. “Ashoka!” The man yelled. “Who are you, what are you doing here, leave now” I replied by slightly frightened

Peaches spent two days at Jaq’s house and got to know him well. Better in some ways that Sir Ross, who only saw the man’s private persona

Her mother had sent her to Deans house a block away from home to pay the rent for her mother's new shop. Kate rang the oval shaped door bell and waited for the shop owner to answer the door as she double checked the address that her mother had texted her

Hard School One part only Hard School Heather was a young teacher in her late twenties. She was a short young woman with long blond hair. She had been a housewife before this year. Her husband was laid off from work and she had to get a job to support them