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Huh… Fuck me. I’m never going to hear the end of this. Strapped to a chair about to receive a beating for getting caught snooping around into some shady shit



It was a silent moment while all my wives and loves came over. They each looked Kendra up and down almost as if they were sizing her up. I felt Kendra grab my hand while looking back at them, but the only difference was she was standing with a proud expression



Don Parker received an assignment to attend a two-week conference at a secluded educational center in Northern Michigan. The purpose was to learn the ins and outs of the company’s new ‘employee assistance plan’
Vengeance 17 We sat on a blanket on the stones atop the roof of my three story dorm, looking into the small town that was a literal two minute walk away. It was a cold November night, but snow had not yet started to fall
THE SURFER DUDE and THE SOCCER MOM Jake was standing on the sideline watching his nephew Bryan’s team, the Rattlers, play soccer. He would go to the games whenever he could make it, which meant when he didn’t have to work



Jamie smiled as he finished the markings, the piece of red chalk down to just a nub now "Whew, all done" he double checks the designs, making sure there are no breaks or inconsistencies in his work
[chapter one] My sister and I are a little over a year apart. We have grown up together and been very close. I just turned 17 last month, I play on the football team at school but I'm not one of the popular ones. It's fun for me, but I have no plans to go pro or even play in college



Fanden Hus (Fuck House) Part One: The Arrival Gillian stopped at the counter inside the small, dark adult novelty store and presented the shiny access card to the woman attending the register. Wordlessly, the clerk nodded and held up a finger indicating to wait a moment



please excuse any grammatical/punctual errors as English is my second language. Names have been changed for the safety of people featured in this article this article has underage sex and if you are not into it G.T.F



As I walk into my home, something feels off. I walk into the kitchen, to find Amelia in nothing but stockings, a black lace cutout teddy with her police utility belt wrapped around her waist
It was an early afternoon, and I was sitting on the couch playing a few games on my Xbox. I had only recently got into gaming, and was hooked. I was playing when I heard a knock on our door. Our 2 bedroom apartment was quite small, and the slightest sound made the whole house echo
As my wife rolled over I noticed that the youngest of the men was jerking off. She told him not to waste any cum. She again put him in her mouth and slowly licked the shaft and head making him groan with pleasure. She told him to get behind her and let her have it all right now



I guess that my life started to take shape in elementary school. My seventh grade teacher, Miss Schmidt, started to treat me better then the other children in my class. I was a little above average intelligence
Please note: This is not based on a true story, though I wish it was, it is simply a fantasy story based on what I sexually crave and dream of doing..



Without Permission, the Night Before I went out last night without permission. This normally wouldn’t be a problem, but I am submissive in a master / slave relationship. I am allowed to go out, but I must ask permission first