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First of all, I'm not the best writer, so please forgive me if this isn't written much like a "story" with a lot of dialogue, but more descriptions of my experiences. Still, I hope you enjoy reading about them



Part 16: I pushed open my bedroom door and a crowd of girls rushed me. “Master!” they all yelled in impatience. “Sorry, girls, sorry, I had to get our last member.” Neija, clinging to my arm, gave a sheepish smile. “Sorry
For any tale of this scope, it’s always best to start at the beginning. The town I grew up in was once a bustling market town strategically located at the mouth of three valleys in the South Wales coalfields
Chapter Nine: "Ungggh! No, Henry, please stop fucking me! My son's going to come home! You don't want my son to catch you fucking me, do you?" "I don't care," Henry grunted. "Move your hot little ass, Mrs. Wayne!" They were in her bedroom now


March finally rolled around and even though it was still winter outside I was glad that it was here. Mainly since SPRING BREAK was going to be in full effect



White Slavery or is it Really Part 6 Adanna who had been taken to the salon part of the store was nude, in only her high heels, and still having difficulty some standing in them
The Second Meeting Judy Tsang fretted over the next month. She was surprised that she only felt mildly guilty over her little liaison. She was even perturbed that her boyfriend hadn’t noticed any difference in her
Chapter 2 Kate I awoke with a smile on my face and a plan in my head. At the last minute I realized I had absolutely no money, and I knew Colin wouldn’t pay for my way in, so I made an early trip to Uncle Ron



Miraculously, Jyushka was right. Just a couple of weeks after their conversation, Tetenia became able to perform an hour of Full Worship on His Sacred Likeness with minimal abrogations. The transformation happened in just a few days



* * * * * This story is all about three separate sexual intercourse "accidents" that took place over the course of nearly two decades, while I was having an on-going intimate relationship with Ray (not his real name), who was my live-in boyfriend for many years, before he became my husband


Her name was Emma, Emma Neica Looge to be exact but if you ever called her that she would probably pull your hair out of your skull. She was the most beautiful girl in the school. The girl that all the girls wanted to be and all the guy’s wanted to be with



I've been lying awake for the last 3 hours. Nothing I do will send me to sleep, counting sheep? I got to 241 sheep before I realised I was wasting my time. Listening to music? Just made me more awake. Have a wank? Yep, 4 times. In the space of an hour



Dad's Mind-Controlled Daughters Chapter Five: Bratty Daughter's Hot Mom A Belt Buckle Mind-Control Story By mypenname3000 Copyright 2021 Notes: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this! Best Dad's Daughter Services, “Showing young girls how to love their daddies!” was going great



It has been a couple of weeks since Megan has started to work for me. We have fallen into a routine where she comes over around 4, lets herself in and works on the house, and makes dinner. I generally arrive around 6:15 from the office



“Speech” ‘Thought <SECTION ONE> “Sorry Hinata, but if you can’t pay your rent soon you’re gonna be evicted.” This was turning out to be a very bad day