Domination and submission - Page 49



DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the “Harry Potter” characters. These stories are strictly for ‘entertainment’ purposes. Don’t sue me, I have no money



Dean knew he was walking on a wire. Lately, he hadn't made her the usual offer at the end of each day they spent together. He'd been asking her to surrender to him instead. He was sure he’d be in serious trouble if Alistair found out



Charity Jones here again. We’ve finally come to the end of the high school road for my formerly younger self. I’ll skip the witty banter and let’s finish this. The final week of high school. Here it was. A bunch of exams and lots of study time
g hot shower Daz returned to the bedroom, entering the bedroom Daz was shocked to see his gorgeous wife as he had never seen her before dressed in an amazing leather corset with her huge breasts straining to get free and a long leather skirt that sat just above the top of her knee high leather boots



Mom had recently died. A heart attack took her at 63. She never remarried after dad died and lived with me and my wife, Gloria



Eddie Haskell had gone over to his friends Ritchie Cunningham to play some basketball but when he found he wasnt there Rich's mom Marian had invited him for milk & cookies



Jennifer was walking with her friends in the mall, and she was making jokes for her friends’ amusement. Young teenage guys walked by her and gave her nods, or winks, flirting with her. She enjoyed the attention. One guy gestured for her to come over



Samantha by C.H. Davis Chapter 1 Samantha was in a hurry as always



PART ONE POV: Eva Afternoon shifts in the bar are always slow, but somebody has to do them. I find it an easy way to get paid for pulling some pints and reading a few chapters of a good book
uuugh” i exclaimed rather frustrated about the day i had. i came home that evening and andressed the man at the counter today was sooooo just uuugh. i couldnt explain it i had fumbled around with order nearly spilling the whole thing in His lap when He had looked up at me



As Kim Jacobs and her sister Candy kneel before their captures and promise to do whatever they want they realize the seriousness of the situation. Kim had been beaten and anally and orally raped, she was tired and worn down…her body ached terribly and the pain was almost unbearable



Now What Sandi was a 32-year-old wife with two young boys, the older was in 6th grade the younger was in 4th. Her husband Jim was a mid-level executive with a large International chemical company. He traveled at least one week a month and was always gone over the weekend



The Devil's Pact, The Cult of the Ghost Copyright 2015 Chapter Two: The Sheriff of Caissa County Notes: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this
Yawning softly in the early morning darkness, Dari rolled over and sat up. She was bleary eyed and tired as she grasped for her glasses on the bedside table. She slipped them on as she stood up, stretching



Another dreadfully long minute passed as I stared at the clock in the changing room. Being in my line of work, the working hours were from late at night to early in the morning. I was waiting for the clock to hit 5am for the shift to end