Discipline - Page 25



We waited in Sharon's Bedroom for Judge Cooke to come up to administer our punishment for disturbing him, while he was under the stair case fucking the young black woman that worked in the Kitchen. I wanted to talk to Sharon's about what had happened



Part Three Alternating speed on the vibrator my daughter had secretly put up into herself earlier caused her to squirm and giggle. Unfortunately after about 5 minutes the whirring sound coming from between her legs began to slow to a pathetic growl



Chapter 7 Master Rob Judy and Daisy Master Rob- I had Vanessa give these two some reading material while I was at the house. Judy-16 virgin from Florida sold to us by her step-father, who taught her how to suck his cock
NOTE: This story is slow starting. The first ‘chapter’ is 5000 words long and sexual content doesn’t really happen until the final 1000. This is mostly a set-up chapter, introducing the characters. I plan to continue it if I get a chance – much chapters will be much better, I promise



First of all I have to tell you I am not a native English speaker so their may be some errors in my grammar. Despite that I hope you understand and like my fantasy. Part of it is a real life experience. One day I as visiting a friend of mine



Chapter One: Monday morning. The alarm is blaring at me once again; I knock several empty beer cans over trying to silence the incessant bleeping. I know I need to get up; I have a lecture to present to another new group of bored young adults



Whata Week 7 When I woke up I knew about three things. One: It was morning, Two: I was beaten, Three: My dad raped me. I was sore all over and I felt five times as bad as I did last night. I burst into tears the second my eyes opened



I woke up the next morning having barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes all I could see was my mom and the horrible things she had done to me. I wiped a tear from my face. I just couldn't understand why she would do that to me. She was my mother she was supposed to love me
She took a slow, deep breathe and bit down on her luscious cherry red lips. “How did I get myself into this?” she thought. Her soft dirty blond hair hung over her angelic green eyes. Julia reached for her phone and flipped it open
It started as another day at school



He hadn't seen his daughter in years – wasn't allowed after the divorce – and it had shocked him to see the beautiful young woman she had grown into. He picked her up from the airport and tried his best not to stare at her on the drive back to his house



"Mmm Papi No quieres jugar conmigo un poco? Won't you play with me just a little? Pleeeease??" She begged me to play with her with her big, teasing brown eyes



What’s the Big Deal? Part 2 Several days had transpired since the events of the previous story. Life had gone on as usual for our little family and why shouldn’t it have? We were comfortable and for the most part content



Second Job It was about 30 minutes to close when I was told that Ms. Ochoa wanted to see me after closing. Although I wore a pager per her orders, I never turned it on. Fuck her. First off, if the money from this job wasn’t going to help my son in college, I wouldn’t be here



Chapter 3: Shower Shenanigans I gave Sarah 30 minutes to create the stories she was going to use for her mum and Amy, make her calls, and explicitly told her to “clean her disgusting whore face”