Domination and submission - Page 202



Friday night finally came and Silk was really nervous. She envied the other two for their experience because they were excited instead of scared. She was so on edge that when Michael spoke her name; she nearly jumped out of her skin and squeaked out a yes Master


my wife and i have a different relationship compared to most. too me its perfect. it all started one day while i thought my wife was at work .i found myself at my wifes underwear drawer looking for a few good pairs



The following weeks for Fiona where totally different to her normal working life. After she became the office whore with my help and encouragement, in a humiliating and degrading way which I’ve previously written about, her working life was never to be the same at this company



He groaned as he woke up to the light snoring of the beautiful miss bones. He was still held within her despite being flacid. at least for a few moments. Moments after waking up his insatiable sex drive was active once more and he started getting hard



Samantha thought about her current position. She was tied up on all 4’s a pink collar around her neck. A very large thick pulsating vibrator in her once tight cunt. In her ass was her new tail. It was black about 2 feet long and made her look like a pretty little pony girl



Early that morning, Kurt woke up to his alarm. He took a long hot shower, then enjoyed a croissant and some fruit for breakfast before heading down the basement stairs. From atop the stairs, he could already hear the vibrator humming


Another Father’s day at the office. The 2nd time I believe. I was thinking about all the times I never got to celebrate Father’s day and how much it pissed me off when the office pager went off. “Aja, please come to my office” It was my boss, Mr. Bell
Tai and Bo Tai came into Bo’s bedroom dressed in a little yellow outfit that hugged the curves of her body. The top was a tight fitting yellow chemise with spaghetti straps that allowed the tops of her breasts to show


DAISY GETS THE TREATMENT SHE WANTS - Ch 08 ** Donna is left in charge of Daisy and makes up a pepper smear for her. ** [Day 4 (Tuesday - later)] The darkness in the room made it hard for Daisy to keep her balance



The drive home had been fun for the four friends. Well, fun for everyone except for Sally who had drawn the short straw and was driving the transit van they’d borrowed for the weekend off Kim’s owner



Sarah never quite knew how to begin conversations. At 5’9” with 36DD tits and brunette hair she never really had to be great at them, many men, unfortunately, would start them for her. This is why she often found herself stumbling on her words while at bars



Sister’s Cartoon Part 1 I’m 18 years old and at this time work three days a week, while I’m waiting to start at university next year. I just came home from my part time job. As I entered the house, I called out to check if anyone was home. But, no one answered



1. Izzy was cooking eggs when she heard a car pull in the drive way. She looked outside and saw an insanely gorgeous man. He was built and had sandy blonde hair. And from what izzy could see, brown eyes. Izzy took a look at herself



He was in the library doing some research for a job he had coming up. Sitting at a table in the far corner that was scattered with his papers and books; He was dressed in comfortable jeans and a simple pullover. His leather jacket was tossed over one chair



Everytime she exhaled, her chest ached. The cold stung her throat and lungs, and the cold dew on the grass was making her feet burn. It was dead silent, she tried to stop breathing whenever she took a step