Humiliation - Page 105

There I sat in my car clutching at my mother's panties in one hand. I sat there in mom's parking lot for a few minutes just reviewing what just happened to me. Mom actually gave me her damp underwear so I can jerk off to them

I grew up in in the slums. My parents both died when I was 16 years old and every since then I have been forced to fend for myself. I have no other family. My name is Trisha and I have been working as a stripper in a downtown joint

The outline of a petite female form lay peaceful, her outline accentuated by the bed sheets. Long Strawberry blonde curls cascading on the pillow, circling her pretty face. Pink beautifully defined lips separated revealing a glimpse of gently moistening tongue

It was the usual Friday night. Too tired after a week’s work to go out, Carl and I were staying in as usual. Having got in from work in the early evening, I had taken a hot shower, and was now looking forward to an evening in with my man

The Municipal Pedo Farm "Tha mus be Councillor Allthwaite," the man in the flat cap greeted us as we arrived at the Weatherfield Workhouse, "Come on in Councillor, warm thee sen by t'fire." "You always talk like some fucking left over from eighteen sixty?" I asked as I went in

Branded and used (blue collars) Blue collars were given special lessons in the camps. Lessons to fight her master to be. Blue collars needed a lot of mental strength

I heard her mom coming up the stairs so slow it could kill you, but it sounded like she was hobbling up the stairs floorboards creaking the whole way up. I tried to wake up Brooke, but she wasn’t moving she just had her mouth parted open a little bit and was fast asleep

My Weekend with Carl Carl arrived at his slaves house at 5:30pm, half an hour late but purposely done of course

It was Rockys birthday and his mom/ Sheila had come to visit currently Sheila was perched over her sons/masters knee as he furiously spanked her naked ass

Time Line: PRESENT DAY {Monday, June 11, 2012} (CODY DAWKINS) My name is Cody Dawkins and I am 26 years old. Dana and I have been dating for 2 years and 3 months. I would have to say we are just as happy now as we were when we first met

The week between Thursday's had become agonizing. Weekends no longer mattered. All I could think of was a couple of hours on Thursday nights with Mistress Natasha. I rushed to her house and tore my clothes off, leaving them in a pile in her foyer

Hi guys! Nina here! Here’s another part of my story. Please read the previous parts to catch up if you haven’t. Hope you enjoy! I lay in bed staring aimlessly at the ceiling reflecting on everything that had transpired over the past two years

A new story I might make into a 2 or 3 parter if it gets good feedback (I know this first one is short, but it's just a market tester). If you share my interest in "Jenna Marbles", I think you'll like this one. Be careful to read ALL of the tags, as you may not enjoy certain topics

I have always had a thing for older men. I always liked the thought of having one for myself, but never was able to find someone who would date a younger woman. This was until I met Jonathon. Jon worked at a violin shop, making and selling his work. He was not tall, nor was he short

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