Domination and submission - Page 334

My name is Madison. I’m 22, have sandy blonde hair, hazel eyes and a curvy athletic figure. I like to where clothes and accessories that accent my figure. A couple months ago, I obtained my real estate license to help pay off college expenses

Abusing Nadia – 3 Her eyes opened quickly sensing the unfamiliar surroundings. Immediately, she remembered. Him, fucking her, him, shooting his spunk all over her face. Her pussy quivered. She reached up to delicately press her fingertips against the cum on her face

Sensing that there was something else, he asked, “What are you not telling me?” Wondering how he seemed to know, she answered, “Reed and I slept together when we could before I totally ended it with Neil. Reed made no secret about it either

in case you didn't read part one let me catch you up . It started with my cock and balls wrapped tight in pantys and ended with 4 wicked mistresses teaseing the head of my prick till i blew the best cum of my life

NOTE: The first two parts of this story were deleted because of two brief references to a father having sex with his underage daughter. Yes, those were references to pedophilic sex so I had no argument with them being deleted even though there was nothing graphic or explicit

Natasha stuck her tongue in my ear and whispered, “We’re gonna have lots and lots and lots of fun sweetie…. Did mommy’s little girl get her ass dirty?” “No Mistress…Mommy!” I whispered. I yelped as someone slapped my hard dick. It bounced around like a stinging metronome

After breakfast the men left the cabin, knowing that she would clean everything up and have her chores completed when they returned. They had broken her to their ownership and she hadn’t thought of escape in several months

It was a cool autumn night and dance music was pumping in the stuffy nightclub “Euphoria.” It was a well known haunt for graduate students and other young professionals a few miles from campus

Authors Note: The author does not condone any form of non-consensual sex. This is a fictional story, and should not be acted out in whole or part without the willing consent of all

The earlier story took place on a Wednesday afternoon. The next day I got home late due to track practice. When I arrived my mom and stepfather were in the kitchen talking. “ Chris, honey can you come in here a minute. I have to talk to you. “ I went in and sat down

I found her completely naked on her knees in front of the open refrigerator. Her tiny, plump breasts were pushed together, little pink nipples erect in the cold as she held the can of whipped cream in front of her. A little cream was on her bottom lip

I always knew there was something different about me. When I was younger I remember reading history and not quite getting what was so bad about being a slave. Not having slaves, mind, but being one didn't seem like it was too terrible

Chapter Thirty-Seven BROCK “Please!” The elf scout screamed. “I don’t understand why you’re complaining,” I said as I loaded him into the trebuchet, “I’m returning you to your army.” “Hold on to this tightly, Imperial, and don’t release it too soon

My wife Shauna told me not to open a door to let Nick back into our lives, but I didn't listen. Nick was our business partner a few years ago, almost ten now. What kind of business doesn't really matter but it was a retail store and money was going missing

My Pretty Little Slaves – Chapter 11 – Super Bowl trip, Laurie's homecoming and Ben Jr

Fantasy Bucket List Chapter II Worst day ever! John. After grabbing my jacket and truck keys and the tablet, I head out the door. Getting in and starting it up I lean over opening the glove box to store the document in for now

This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, or have any affiliation with the author. Chapter 9 Harry and Hermione were sat on Harry’s bed in Shell Cottage, in deep discussion about where the final horcrux could be hidden

Copyright 2019 by tcs1963 All Rights Reserved (WRITTEN FOR THE KAW 14) (Writing Competition) This story contains aspects of Bisexuality, Homosexuality, Female and Male Domination, and Force or Coercion. Please have an open mind

Debbie was an attractive Asian American girl who had just turned 18. I say Asian American because her mother was from Japan. Her dad had met her mom when he was in Japan on a business trip

In A Cheap Hotel [this story comes before "In The Warehouse" so if you're keeping track, read this one before that one - David] Joe watched her from the front window of the pool hall across the street. He shook his head. She was going to go for it