Humiliation - Page 24
Please rate and comment Prior: Kelsey – “No Dad Stop.” Prior: Kelsey - “Dad that cannot happen Again” Prior: Kelsey - “Paying The Rent” Prior: Kelsey – “Dad, how could you let that man do THAT to me.” Prior: Kelsey – “Dad – this is like really SICK
Alice was trembling already as she walked down the street. The sun was high making the street hot and she was almost thankful for the outfit she wore. The skirt was really high on her thighs, perhaps half an inch from her pussy. Following His rules she wore no underwhere
The march was like a nightmare for Cathy. Stunned by the blast, she initially did not know where she was or who these men around her were. She allowed herself to be half carried, half dragged up the ridge and then down a valley to another steep ridgeline



We have been to your mothers fiftieth birthday [arty and We’re on our way back home in your car, You have been looking at me all night like you want to eat me alive and decide to pull the car over to the side of the road and drag me out, walking us into a field you tell me to take my dress off



When he left the room, I couldn't control myself. As soon as he the door clicked shut behind him, my fingers were inside myself as I pulled at my nipples with my other hand, pinching and twisting them as he had while I punished my virgin pussy as I wanted his cock to



The morning came and i woke up in that same shirt still missing my panties and still with the mess daddy left inside me. I noticed the bed was slanting slightly towards the bottom, i sat up to find daddy sat quietly at the end



This is a story I wrote a few years back. It about a woman who is addicted to pain and knows that it can destroy her, but still seeks the blissful “golden cocoon” that lies on the other side of the pain and humiliation



Chapter Eight: Lessons Learned The Hard Way Angel, Rich, and Emily sat silently in the truck, outside of the motel. Emily was looking out the back passenger window at the fairly vacant motel
lacey heard about the gang rapes happening around the city she lived in, her friends say they won't come here, we lived in an area most don't travel due to the neighborhood watch which many residents were very active and ready to report the slightest inkling of trouble
Trumped up punishments Chapter 1 President Trump, as he commenced his second term, signed an executive order under which corporal punishment was reinstated in all public schools in the United States



"Could you please wear a bra when my dads around?" Tara asked. The question wasn't directed at me, of course. I'm the conservative one. The innocent one. No, the question was directed at Claire. "Why?" the blonde girl asked. We all know she knew why
He closed his eyes as he felt his rectum give up the fight against the unrelentingly increasing pressure and collapse as the first of the Goblins forced his fetid, filthy cock deep into his arse



My boyfriend hand I have a little game we play every Sunday morning. Well, we did until the very unfortunate situation a few weeks ago. My boyfriend Tom’s parents are very religious and deeply involved with the church
We are both second timers and prior to our marriage both had a number of affairs. Sue is tall, early forties and not skinny but has still a very slim waist and flat stomach
Erica was sitting at one of the rubber tables outside the main doors of the high school. Her two girlfriends were sitting there with her