Female and Female - Page 41
Stars Rift, a community where change is the normal, the reality all who live or trade here deal with moment by moment; plans, plots, murder, mayhem and the pursuit of the most hedonistic of pleasures encompass it. Change just is, all know, accept and deal with it as it happens
You have a job to do today, my Pet. Your job is to be in the right place at the right time for my pleasure. Your pleasure will be for my pleasure, as and when I say. Today is my day. You are nothing more than my Pet. To do to, and with, as I please; This is how your day will be today
I am an avid runner. A couple of years ago I was in a cycle of training for a marathon, so I was piling up the milage every week. On the weekends I was doing runs of 15-20 miles. Needless to say, my body was lean and strong, and my endurance was at a peak



A/N - It has been a long time folks, I've missed you all. I'd like to say a huge thank you for everyone who has supported me over the years. As I have mentioned in a comment in Part 8, I haven't been well for a while and have been writing sparingly over the past two years
Boarding School Encounter Chapter Five: Henrietta Buggered by the Headmistress By mypenname3000 “What were you and Peony doing in the bath?” Tabitha asked as she dropped her nightgown from last night into the laundry basket in our shared room. Mine followed



Sometimes I dream that I'm seeing a therapist to talk about my weekly sins. After telling him about a few of my exploits he informs me that he thinks that hypnosis may help with my nymphomania. I am reluctant but I agree to let him hypnotize me



My name is Victoria (fake) and I live on a "farm" in the middle of nowhere. I am going to tell you about what happened when my mom went on a buisness trip. My Mom went on a buisness trip for a week. The longest time I have ever been home alone
Maggie had been deserted, dumped and left high and dry. Her recent split from her marriage of 5 years had left her in the middle of nowhere in life. She had left her job after getting married to Jake as his high paying job meant she needn't lift a finger to get what she wanted
Here is a great story from another wonderful writer.. I take no credit for its wonderful writing skills, But wanted to share it with others. Sharing my dog with Carrie by whitney This story is for a wonderful friend of mine
She was the only colored girl at my school and pretty much the most popular girl, only being she was the only girl with tits



The Devil's Pact Copyright 2013 Chapter Twenty-two: The Bond of Avvah Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com. I was sunning myself on the beach, catching the last rays of the Miami sun. I was wearing a skimpy bikini, white with pink flowers decorating it
One night I was out with Amaka. She was 28 years old. 5’6 tall. She looked like a Princess. She had dark hair, with touches of gold in it and chocolate brown eyes that made me melt. I love the way she walks, her facial expressions, they way she smiles when she sees me



Chapter 4 Ikuno and Kal watched as the Knights made their way back towards the village. While Kal wouldn’t exactly call them friends, they didn’t quite fit into the enemy category either. Feeling that his chances of ever seeing any of them again were slim he put it out of his mind
Welcome back, readers! I know I left you with quite the cliffhanger in the last chapter, so I tried to get this one out pretty quickly. Just so you know, this chapter is very light on sex, being more focused on story development from the aforementioned cliffhanger
Playing golf is one of my passions in life. I find it extremely challenging, and I'm a pretty good player