Female Domination - Page 95



Gal Gadots agent contacted her to inform her of a scheduled talk he had set up with a 9th grade class. Gal pulled up outside a high school early saturday morning. Getting out of her car she observed students walking into the building entering the school she went to the auditorium



Brooke’s Tale part D (Synopsis : Brooke, an ordinary college girl with a hidden submissive side, is enslaved and raped when she goes to a party. {part A}



The story of toothpick My name is john Tucker and in all the years of my life, I have no history of romance. My sweetheart is my right hand. Why you ask? Because I have a big problem, well I guess you can say a small problem (pun intended). You see I was born with a small dick



Chapter 25 NEW ARRANGEMENTS The morning after the party, Claire’s parents had an unpleasant surprise for her. She found them both sitting in the lounge room when she and Steph came downstairs in the morning



Deep and Lovely Dark - Chapter 8 Lisa awoke early in the morning. Smiling to herself as she remembered the events of the previous evening. She looked at herself in the mirror and giggled, seeing dry cum on her face. She went the the bathroom to wash then went downstairs
David Miller is fourteen, and forever getting into trouble with his teachers at Avondale, but Lady Bennett his sponsor, enjoyed nothing more than to watch the young Adonis as he struggled to cope with the all the pain and humiliation of his punishments



CHAPTER 1 – DESIRES EXPOSED We were driving home from another stupid client entertainment dinner. I was getting fed up with being eye candy on my husband’s arm. After all, I was a Phi Beta Kappa in Psychology at State before being wooed and wedded by advertising guru Paul James



For days I didn’t talk about it or even acknowledge it. Time had moved on and so had I. I was going to ignore it all. Pretend it never happened. That’s what I would do. Made sense. I kept smiling to people, never letting anything on
“Absolutely not,” I yelled at my wife. “You don’t need a $500 watch.” I said as I walked out the door. That was the angriest I ever left my wife. She wanted to buy a $500 watch and she didn’t have any money in her bank account. She expected me to buy the watch for her



WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental



Day Two: Tuesday Frying Jenna When Jenna went to school this morning, she had no idea it was for the last time. Her 18th birthday was only two weeks ago, and she was one of the best in her class



Kari stood at her chalkboard writing down the notes for her lecture. Sweat rolled down her body. She could feel 30 pairs of eyes on her back judging her. She looked to the side and saw her mentor nodding doing her best to encourage her. She let out a small sigh



Nang, a male who was a female, or trying to be: Bo, who worked in the hotel I stayed at, and she gave me a taste of the future with another – perhaps better person – and indirectly introduced me to a new world, new lovers, my first glory-hole, and a new passionate lifestyle, and I was back for more…



Previously: When Evan Weiss was fifteen years old, he created a cure for Alzheimer's. His cure was quickly stolen by a large corporation taking advantage of Evan's discovery



"Daddy, please!" she screamed, and her entire body jolted upright in her bed. Cold sweat poured down her face, her heart raced frantically in her chest, and her nerves were so frazzled that her hands were shaking uncontrollably