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SpellBound By Blondie This story is copyrighted to Blondie. No reproduction all or in part are allowed
"You can't make me stay here!" Quinn said, spitting the words at her mother, kicking and screaming all the way from the car. They'd pulled up at the side of the road, miles away from anything else



In the night sky far above the lighted ceiling of Penn Station’s main concourse, thunderclouds gathered in the New York City sky. Even on a good night it was next to impossible to see a star, but the encroaching storm blackened the Manhattan night



If you haven’t read the first part of this, here’s a quick catch-up… I ‘met’ my slave, Boy, a couple weeks ago on the forum here at xnxx



Mr Brennan sighed. He was working late again, forced to supervise a senior's work on his end of year assignment. To be fair, he really didn't mind all that much. The kid, Joey, was a real looker



Clara arrived at church one hour before service start time as she had been instructed by the priest. She crept in slowly; unsure of what would be waiting for her



Tarnheim Academy, Part One My name is Heather Gringsworth, and this is my story. I was raised by my parents in Essex, in the very lap of luxury. I lacked for nothing, and enjoyed all the privileges of wealth and status


Punishment Not Pleasure My older sister Sadie, a most appropriate name judging from her nature, is a fat, foul mouthed, mean spirited, tom boyish bitch. Since we were kids she was always beating up on somebody, I included



Chapter IV Linda and Cindy, and a little history. After work Friday afternoon, I stocked up on groceries, stopped off at the liquor store, and went home for a shower and nap before Linda was scheduled to arrive at eleven or so
He walks into the room and there she is. Laying across the bed, her perfect bare ass poking up in the air, legs slightly parted. Giving him the perfect view of her pussy, which already glossy and wet. Ripe and ready for a good fucking



Brian sat in the arm chair in the lounge- watching some crap on tv. The curtains were drawn- part from a gap- where sunshine was lighting the dust particles in the room. He could here children laughing and playing outside



Story contains raping, humiliation and degradation of female characters. Read at your own risk. If you do not like this particular genre, please don't read it and then dislike it for being too disturbing for your taste. You have been warned



I waited for about ten of the longest minutes of my life for Brooke before I saw her enter the hallway to the café. She had a perky expression on her face and came up to me and gave me a big wet kiss and I hugged her



This is the continuing fictional story of a middle aged lady led into the unknown by a man who has a strange hold over her making her do things that are totally out of character for her. Now both him and her continue to play out their individual sexual fantasies



“Bye” Billi Jo lifted herself up, caressing the back of Derek’s head, as they made sweet little kisses. "Bye…” he replied. She could hear her roommate gagging in the background. She didn’t care