Female Domination - Page 26



She leads me by the hand over to the overstuffed leather chair in the living room and sits me down. “I have a couple of new toys for the weekend, so I’ll be right back. It’s time that you are introduced to the first one.” She smiles and saunters off into the bedroom
MARCH 2ND 2007 It had been nearly two weeks since my first session with Mistress Nikki. It had become hard to keep myself busy because all that was ever on my mind was going back there
“Go on now, go. I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” Julie shooed her brother away and Enoch sighed as he continued to make his way home. He hated it, living in Grasmere. The people here were nice enough, sure, but he missed everyone from back home



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
Thanks to my dirty wife for the inspiration for this story and for being just ever so dirty :) Do you want more as I am sure there is more stuff we could get Fiona et al to do? The doorbell chimed again and that was quickly followed by a sharp knock on the door



Jeremy rang the front bell and waited several seconds until the door swung open and a middle aged man invited him in. “That will be fifteen fifty,” Jeremy said as he pulled the large pepperoni pizza out of the “hot bag”



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



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
I felt sore all over. No woman had stayed overnight at my apartment in years. Shelly did it on accident but it felt strange. It felt strange to feel even if I mostly felt the bruises from Diane. As much as I wanted to feel, I didn't want to feel this



My cousin's coming over this summer.I wasn't happy with his vist.He was a year older than me.Making him 19.He is my most hated person in the world.The reason I hate him is because he still tries to fuck me even though I'm his cousin.Last night almost turned my life around.Almost



I awoke the next morning in a daze and starving. 2:35pm, damn it was late. I wondered if I was able to roam the day, better yet stay out from dawn till dusk or if I'd char. As I walked downstairs I noticed a note that read. " Sam Lauren, Lexi and myself went shopping



Rahul and Sapna Ch. 3 :- A late supper for Sapna Sapna is humiliated and tortured by her son, along with lots of scat Disclaimer: This a work of complete fantasy set in another world. If that is not apparent to you, then you need urgent psychiatric help
There was Padme Amidala, in a room, her hands chained behind her back, her ponytail still perfect and wearing her tight white silk suit. She was a prisoner, and the viceroy was on his way to kill her, personally



It looks like rape, but keep reading you never know what can happen late at night in an old subarban neighborhood Thud Thud Thud, that was the only sound that hit her ears as she walked through the endless rows of houses in her neighborhood



Assassinating her Pride (an Assassin's Creed fan fiction) NOTE : The plot and characters are baeed upon the game Assassin's Creed : Brotherhood