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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is entirely coincidental. Contains adult themes. The author does not condone any of the actions depicted in this work

Chapter 11 Mistress Liz Michael and Molly and Milton Mistress Liz- D tells me that he wants to talk to me before I start. D- What the fuck is up with you? I know that you have been a little down so what gives? Liz- I think I am just going through the motions

“The series of coincidence’s leading to the day my friends Susan Meyer, Lynette Scavo, and Gabriella Solis got together began two days before what would ever be referred to as “The Incident”

Georgia by Vanessa Evans Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous parts. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable

I’ve been waiting for two long hours. It is not like Master to be late, but he also hasn’t even called me, and I am extremely worried. We had plans for this evening. Per his orders I was to be ready to leave for a party at his Mentor’s home at 8:00 sharp

It was amazing. She held my dick by the length, with her pussy and kept rolling it over the full length of my dick. She contracted her pussy-lips as she rolled it over my dick. I could see her beautiful breast bounce and move with the intensity of her massage

After a few days of healing I was visited by the head nurse againand as the two guards stood nearby she sat on my bed and pulled the covers back revealing my semihard penis. Her hand slipped down and she pulled my peter firmly, and kneaded my large balls between her fingers

PART 1 – The Guy Her hair was on the short side, dark with little curls here and there … it framed her face perfectly. “Another?” The barmaid caught my attention having spotted that my pint glass was almost empty

BIG FUCKING DISCLAIMER: Some people thought my tone was a bit dickish in this disclaimer, so please bear in mind that that's not my intention. First: this story is EVEN WORSE than its predecessors, although it's a much shorter and far less descriptive

My wife LeAnn is a 26 year old head turning brunette, at 5 ’7 she has straight shoulder length hair and dark brown eyes. Her perfectly tanned legs and firm round ass are attention getters, as are her tits, which are 34 double D’s. I’m a 33 year old stockbroker

Saturday came and I still hadn’t heard from Rachel. I also wasn’t yet ready to call her for our next tryst. I certainly wanted to. In the time before Rachel, since I had last been with a woman, it had seemed that my sex drive had gone cold

In an alternate future, the losses from several wars have left the United States with a severely depleted population. To combat this, rape was legalized, resistance was criminalized and all forms of birth control have been banned under the Repopulation Recovery Act

My name is Dante Scorpius and my mistress is Maria Howe she thought it would be a turn on if other people heard of one of our nights in hopes that other people with. fun fetishes would come a play Last monday my mistress was in a particularly foul mood when i walk in

This is primarily an erotic bdsm detective story / murder mystery though it probably belongs best in reluctant or non-consent. It might be a bit heavy or extreme for some tastes, so be warned before you start. If The Redhead in the Killer Kollar was at your limits, this is beyond them