Domination and submission - Page 193



i'd been going to the nearest state park for a few weeks just to get out of the house and get some sun. i still didn't go out dressed except for having my bits taped flat and in a bra and panties
I have been extremely busy here as of late so I haven't been able to write much. I am currently working on the next installment of "The Goth" and three other series that I think you will enjoy



Pt 3 As I sat there on the coach recovering from the intense orgasm I just had, I felt my cock slip out of Mandy’s very wet pussy. She groaned in disapproval and snuggled up against my neck. What a transformation she went through, I thought as I rubbed her ass


The week between Thursday's had become agonizing. Weekends no longer mattered. All I could think of was a couple of hours on Thursday nights with Mistress Natasha. I rushed to her house and tore my clothes off, leaving them in a pile in her foyer



In the Emperor’s Harem 1. “Do you know who I am?” I asked the chained girl in front of me. The woman looked so small cowering in front of my erect manhood. She avoided my gaze and knelt in silence
“Where did you leave your phone? Think!” I said starting to panic. “I don’t remember. Don’t try to flip this around on me; we wouldn’t be in this situation if you hadn’t done what you did.” “Put that off for right now, concentrate on the phone



It seemed so nice to be able to roam the house nude as she performed her daily routine, and even nicer to wake her daughter up by kissing her and rubbing her clit until she cum beautifully



My name is Dan. In the story I’m about to tell you, I was 20 years old: about 3 months after the time of the previous story. I still considered myself straight. Although I also found myself with those old urges



They writings below are not for everybody, the author does not condone any form of non-consensual BDSM or violence to any persons so if you don’t like it do not read on, if you do read on, understand it is not 100% real and please enjoy and let me know



Starts a little slow because this might be the first in a long series = = = = = = = = = = Julie, Judy, and Joan had been friends since before kindergarten. When their mothers car pooled for school events, etc, they spoke of "picking up The Three J's



This is shalini. I am an 18 year old girl who lives in Kolkata. I have recently been promoted to class XII of my school. I have got a fabulous figure of 36 24 26 and have got great breasts. They are quite large and perky. I have got a pretty round ass and a full figure



Hi guys! Nina here! Here’s another part of my story. Please read the previous parts to catch up if you haven’t. Hope you enjoy! I lay in bed staring aimlessly at the ceiling reflecting on everything that had transpired over the past two years



A new story I might make into a 2 or 3 parter if it gets good feedback (I know this first one is short, but it's just a market tester). If you share my interest in "Jenna Marbles", I think you'll like this one. Be careful to read ALL of the tags, as you may not enjoy certain topics



Jennifer woke suddenly and gasped. She was sitting in a small dark room, with stone walls and floor. She was still in her school uniform. Her head throbbed, and in a rush she remembered what had happened



Towering columns of Cumulo Nimbus, shone bronzed in the suns last gleam, as far below in the chasm of streets ruled the pale twilight of even', and in her office eyrie, on the twenty seventh floor Sarah sat and thought of her life and love and wondered what it was all for