Humiliation - Page 170

My name is Let's go with Kate. I'm 28, 5'6 with very pale skin, hazel hair and eyes, freckles around my nose, a fairly athletic build and perky 36b breasts. The thing about me is I've always been extremely horny

It had been nearly an hour since Debbie's blackmailing abusers had left and she was still in the foetal position. She knew she had to pull herself together for the sake of her son and later her husband

sen The Girl Scout -13 Papa and Grand Daughter The Girl Scout -14 Exam Hell The Girl Scout -15 Training and Breeding The Girl Scout -16 PARTY The Girl Scout-17 The Great Escape The Girl Scout-18 Street Justice Lisa leaned forward handcuffed to the pole, naked, hooded in the dark alley

The last thing I remember before getting taken away was falling asleep. I stripped out of my work clothes (I'm a waitress, down at the diner on Ferdinand and 69th), and pulled on some new lingerie for my boyfriend

Hard School One part only Hard School Heather was a young teacher in her late twenties. She was a short young woman with long blond hair. She had been a housewife before this year. Her husband was laid off from work and she had to get a job to support them

An Unexpected Intrusion Life could not be better for Betsy and Ray. They had married a year earlier and it was the second marriage for both. Betsy was married for only a year when she was 20 as she got pregnant with a guy who never really cared.

Picture Perfect, (the revised edition) Prologue; My original, “Picture perfect,” was written as a, stand alone, story but I received so many questions as to the wife’s motives, that I decided to write a follow up story from Judy’s point of view

It was a rainy day, by night it only got worse. Tristan was standing on the pavement, getting wet and holding his jacket over his head. He was on his way home, but he didn't really feel like it

Story No.9 WARNING: This story incorporates strong cuckold themes. Please don't read if squeamish. In the past, I used to crave a bit of humiliation and would do some quite degrading things for kicks

My Revenge A couple of years ago I was very fixated on the childhood abuse I survived. I was in family therapy with my son and I talked with the therapist about writing letters to my mom, to the little girl I used to be and to my abuser. (One of them)

Chantelle and the Butt Plug I shifted uncomfortably behind the cash register, trying to pay attention to what the customer was saying. I was distracted by a few things

Chapter 19 A PHOTO OF LAURA It was Monday and nothing felt real to Laura. Her tits felt strange and wrong without the painful chains on them. She had prostituted her girlfriend, had her girlfriend raped, and implied she would let it happen again

WARNING! This is a demented tale created in an unbalanced mind. However, it is just that, a tale. A Fictional Story, wrong and sick as it may be, it’s still only fiction! Not one single person was hurt in the production of this story. This story contains Dark Themes

Getting handed a name and a picture is one thing; finding out everything I can on someone is a job for a team. Thank god that I have people to help with this nonsense. I left Escalante at the diner after our meal and went home with some serious speed

Fiona & Alice's loyalty is rewarded with a house party. I woke up at around 10:30am the following morning and I still felt exhausted from the previous night’s activities late into the night

to one side and slipped his finger into my wet cunt, he whispered into my ear that the party was moving back to the army barracks, he put his arm round me and guided me to the door I looked for my girlfriends and they were gone so were the guys they were with I assumed everyone went to the barracks

“I just don’t know what to do with you, honey.” May slammed the riding crop against her wife’s upturned pussy. Susan choked on a shout of pain and almost fell out of the strenuous crab pose she was holding

BIG FUCKING DISCLAIMER: Some people thought my tone was a bit dickish in this disclaimer, so please bear in mind that that's not my intention. First: this story is COMPLETELY FUCKING HORRIBLE (although, I hope, not horribly written)

CHAPTER ONE – The Story “So are you coming to dad’s play tomorrow?” Amanda asks as she lays there wrapped around the strong arms of Daniel, whom she has been dating for over two years, on the couch in his bedroom watching Notebook. Amanda loves this man

Chapter 1 Megan struggled to make it to the end of the hallway while balancing the full breakfast tray