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So please read parts 1 and 2 for a better understanding of what's going on. Who sent me this DVD? Was it Jack or Janet? This I had to know. More importantly, how did they know where to send it
NOTE: This is a love story that has threads of BDSM running through it, including real cruelty and torture. Please be advised it is not for everyone. Like all of my stories that, as well as the sex, is an integral part of the story’s plot



My name is Kara. I was nineteen when I began my journey into BDSM, and sexual exploration as a submissive. I was a waitress at a bar. I had been working there since I turned eighteen. There was this regular who came in almost every night, alone



o do any better? It was mixed race part of the city, with mostly blacks and Puerto Ricans, with very few whites, mostly girls! This had put me into one of my first encounters as a member of the girls drill team and the only white girl! With me wearing a very short skirt and thin panty like briefs
As soon as his feet hit the floor he stood proudly in front of the mirror and recited the words as instructed. As the words rolled off his tongue a strange feeling encompassed him



Becoming Omega, Part 3 Omega woke to the sound of crooning jazz on Thursday in her new home, hornier and happier than she ever remembered. Since the night of her rebirth, she had spent three days at His service while her new home was prepared



DAISY GETS THE TREATMENT SHE WANTS - Ch 09 ** Donna meets Mark, another life-sentence sex offender, who gets his four hours with her. ** [Day 4 (Tuesday - evening)] Peter and come back
CHAPTER 1 INTRODUCTION Pandora was a population of mythical alien creatures .They were the original inhabitants of the planet pluto . But they received a curse from their gods for trying to conquer the universe .The curse was that the females of the race was completely wiped out
You said you wanted to try something different.. And I was happy to oblige you. First, I carefully covered your eyes with a silk blindfold, tying it securely behind your head and leaving you in the dark, still with no idea of my intentions



Chapter 1 Ever since our parents died in a car crash a year ago, my sister and I were sent to my aunt's as she was our next of kin, our legitimate guardian. She was kind to us, gave us all the attention and love two young girls needed to be healthy, physically and mentally



of means! It was now about 10:00 pm in the evening as she obediently with the lead ball in her hands started off in the direction of the girls dorms once in the open she hurried along as best she could lugging the lead ball



“Just one easy day” was all James could think as he got to class. It was his first semester of college and he was looking forward to starting over. Unfortunately, it didn’t work out that way. The college required him to take a group communication class, which was already annoying



Becky hummed happily to herself as she slid a brush through her hair, touched up her lipstick and got ready to go to school. Her cellphone rang, and as she answered it she was already picking up her bag and books. She grinned as she heard the voice of her favorite uncle


*All characters in this fictional story are over 18 years of age!* College had just begun a few weeks before, and Diane was finally getting into the swing of things



The ladies walked the boy into the rape room. Their eyes stayed on him every step of the way, drinking up his beauty. Laedia could tell from the two other women that they were as horny as she was