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She woke slowly, her head whirling. As her mind began to clear a little, she realized she was lying on a bed, bound down spread-eagled, completely naked. She couldn’t move a muscle, and was both blindfolded and gagged
My wife, Julie, and I had been married nearly ten years. We had been happy, our sex life had been good, and finances secure. But lately, the spark was gone. It used to be that when we had sex, it was exuberant, frenetic, sweaty, fuck-till-you-drop raunchy humping



The Cold of Space Trelkor rubbed his temple. He have had a headache for the past two days. He couldn't show weakness to his crew, lest they lose hope. The Imperial Navy had been hounding them the last few days, at-least that's what the spy on the Imperial ship had told the Alliance



Sitting in my room I blankly stared at the ceiling wide eyed. In only a short week my life had been turned upside down. I was no longer the guy with no chance with a girlfriend or the sucker always being rejected



Hi, This story was posted before by the name of The Domination Kin, and refused by mistake by the system when I tried to edit it. I re-posted it with the second part and some slight changes. Hope you enjoy it



I had always classified myself as a chubby chaser. At 30 years of age and standing 6 foot 2 inches tall, very handsome, with an amazing 9 inch dick, a lot of women loved me, but I usually went after the plumpers



Authors note: If you have any suggestions please leave a comment below. If you would like a story wrote please message me the details and I will do my best to get it posted in an acceptable time frame. I am not being paid for this so I will decide the acceptable time frame lol



Incestuous Flesh Massage (An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter Six: Brother's Dominating Instructions By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! I loved the shock in Mr. Armstrong's eyes as he witnessed what a lying bitch his wife was



Before any of you jump to conclusions, no, we didn’t have hidden feelings for each other before this or anything like that. We used to take baths together and stuff when we were younger but that was innocent



Eva and Father A cold gust of night air blew into the house as Eva opened the door. Her long, red-brown hair whipped across her face as she stepped over the threshold and closed the door behind her



Clara's Mind-Controlling Tweets Chapter Eleven: Feminist Sluts Train the Good Girl By mypenname3000 Commissioned by n1one Copyright 2021 Clara chortled over the picture of those two size queen sluts that someone had made covered in Santa's jizz



Sometime during the night, Sarah figured out exactly how she would start dominating Gail. When Sarah woke up the next morning, she was still aroused from her dream about dominating Gail, and let her fingers slide down her stomach and into her waiting pussy



Jaime jerked awake with a gasp as water was thrown in her face. "What the fuck?" she cried indignantly. "Where am I?" She was blindfolded and tied onto a weird kind of table



If you have been following along in our story, I greatly appreciate it. I know that there were a few segments that got a little wild, and the last few have been pretty tame, but I am trying to build more of a story and sometimes sexual encounters just don't always fit that well



Peter Griffin was relaxing at home. His daughter Meg had gone out to the mall to do some shopping and his wife Lois had gone to town to do the same