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It was a dark and stormy night “You’re shitting us,” Trent hollered above the din of Krazy Vin’s, a local strip club. “Not Allison, she would never… I don’t fucking believe you!” David clamped me on the shoulder, spilling my drink. “Yeah man, I’m with Trent on this one



White slavery or is it Really part 1 A young white girl after returning to the states due to the death of her father, quickly becomes an oversexed young teenager, and incurs one incredible sexual experience after another



Tuesday It took the entire ride to a parking garage but by the time he parked I was a little more coherent again. And it was mostly thanks to that hotter than hell sports car he had that I started coming back to reality



One warm evening in the late spring before our final exams, the first we’d be taking since turning eighteen, when I was round at my half-Japanese girlfriend Lucy's after school, she was about to pull my trousers down to give me a blowjob when her mum walked in



Yvonne, over a couple of years, had found many sex sites where she could lust over the wonderful photos and videos that turned her on so much



The Farm, Ep. 1 I sat on my front porch as I did every Sunday evening: listening, watching, waiting. My eyes stretched as far as they would carry me, to the east end of the property, where my gravel driveway disappeared into the tree line



Chapter 1 I had been really excited to go to high-school. I wanted nothing more than to finally abandon my boring primary school and join the grown-ups. In primary school I would usually stroll down the hallways, having only but my thoughts as occupation



Waking up to my mother I looked down on her naked body, a large wet patch between her legs and on her MILF bush. Standing over her I shouted "Slave wake up!" She was instantly awake



*IMPORTANT* This is a new account for superkev123, I can no longer access my old one, so I am re-posting all my old ones here, and will also be uploading new ones. Chapter 9 Christmas It was always just the four of us for Christmas
Harry was still sore from the vicious flogging of yesterdays events. After Angelica woke him up she insisted on dressing him. “Today slave your strapon training begins” Ever since Harry had woken up he had been trying to think of a way to get out the coming ordeals
Miss Marchant's quarters are situated on the top floor, well away from both the staff's quarters and the children's dormitories
Billie the trainer sub slut Our local college Basketball team made the state finals Tournament. Its up to a 5 night trip depending on how the team does. I'm their bus driver. I am Bi but like girls most of the time. There is one type boy I like. Billie is that type
Belshes Estate had always been viewed with suspicion by the neighbouring townsfolk. A great estate of over 15,000 acres that employed no one from any external settlements, caused no traffic and grew no crops or reared no animals. It had always been this way
As you walk through the stables at Dark Horse Farms looking at the different merchandise for rent or sale you may or may not wonder who we once were


"You know the code word." Sam knelt down on his Mistresses command, legs spread. "On your knee's" she commanded, slapping a whip against her open hand. It hit with a small sound, enticing Sams gaze to flick to the whip