Domination and submission - Page 219

Sarina's words echoed in my ears. For the next hour I sat in my car thinking about how she humiliated me in front of my own daughter. Sure, Elli didn't know it was me. I also couldn't believe that I had just violated my own thirteen year old girl
School was so boring. I made decent grades and all, but I never really tried that hard. I just daydreamed all the time. I promise I think I was daydreaming for 85 to 90 percent of the day. Being young there was no limit to where my brain would go
I’m not a young man, but when I sat in the doctors office with my wife as our doctor told us we couldn’t conceive, I had never felt so old
It seemed like it would be another typical Friday night. Instead of going out, we had decided to have some friends over for dinner and socialising, followed by possibly going out dancing
It started when I was young— I’d go through my mother’s clothes hamper when she was out, I’d find her panties at different stages of being dirty and I would smell and lick them thinking about the fact that my moms pussy, as well as her anus were touching the panties I was holding
The final story involving Derek and I. There's a few more things that I could write about the two of us but there's two reasons that I don't feel like doing that; one being that I don't think they're interesting and the other is that they would be too short to be any good
The phone rang. Jenny waited, hoping it didn't mean He was going to be late. Hello, my pet. There's been a change of plans. I had to go to the office to meet with a client—and he's made a lot of last-minute changes, which means that I have to stay here for awhile
Sarah woke up early the following morning. The young sun was just starting to sneak around her curtains, casting a gold glow over her room. The excitement for the day made her giddy as she pushed back the covers and looked over at her clock, the red letters were a blur
Erebus led an unbound Amethyst into the main hall. The amphitheatre was packed as expected and there was a lot of excited talk among the attendees
Chapter 41 THE HEN'S NIGHT The day of Fucktwat's wedding was approaching. Her belly was bulging with pregnancy, and since she had come back from the farm her "work" at Titcage consisted of kneeling, leashed, in Michael's office, with milk pumps attached to her tits
I loved the cemetery. Something about it seemed peaceful. Quiet. The perfect place to be. Especially when skipping school. It was a Friday; the first warm day in months and I couldn't spend it at a desk listening to teachers drone about useless information. So I played sick
copyright: Lesley Tara, 2009 A hot blonde in an open-top sports car, her hair whipping behind her as she speeds along a quiet country road on a golden summer evening – what more could a traffic cop ask for? I was on my way home, around 8.00 p.m
While getting coffee prepared for me and my wife I feel arms slip around me from behind. Julie had snuck up behind me and wanted a hug; I look down at the arms and recognize they are hers. No sleeves she had on the long sleeved purple night gown with the bratz logo on it
On Saturday, we went to the mall. Her birthday was soon approaching, and I made it a point to try to bring her to some of her favorite stores, to "scope things out" so to speak. She would pick things out, make some comment. And I, stealthily, would make note. And return later
Preface My family and I had no regrets whatsoever about what we did to that piece of shit. Every single bit of pain we inflicted on that bastard was well fucking deserved after what he did. And where he was going, he’d be getting a hell of a lot more than that
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