Valentine
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Valentine
I
The chair was uncomfortable, high backed like a dining chair with elegantly carved arms but made of some kind of dark, cast metal. The cold of the cushion-less seat bit into the flesh of her bottom and thighs hungrily. Goosebumps were erect all over her body. Even colder were her equally bare wrists and ankles, shackled with heavy steel cuffs to the arms and legs of the chair almost symbiotically for there was not one inch of room to maneuver. For extra protection, a large chain from the leg shackles had been pulled tautly across the bare stone floor connected to an enormous, heavy ring, not dissimilar to those seen at the side of harbour’s for large fishing and pleasure boats to secure themselves against, anything that held a trawler in its place would surely suffice for her, despite her surprising strength fuelled by her core fierce rebelliousness.
There was no room for rebellion here, escape impossible. Even if she managed to kick over the heavy chair, she would not be able to free her self of that ankle chain and shackle. There was no need therefore to secure the doors or windows, they were tantalisingly left open. The reason? Twofold, to ensure as many inspectors had as clear a view of her as possible and to maximise the chill in the air. The winter had been long and dark, snow had fallen heavily the week before and icy was the air, it tore into every inch of her exposed skin – a throw back to the oft remembered climate of the 60’s, now obliterated of course by our environmental stains and sins, when the summer sun blazed, spring arrived in March, not January and the snow covered roads for weeks on end.
She was hooded, a rough sack like material was f***efully pulled over her head and tied in place with a ribbon or cord. Once her k**nap had been successfully orchestrated and she was safely transported to this, the most carefully chosen compound, the ribbon was untied, giving a little more breathing room for of course no one wanted her to be asphyxiated (there was far too much fun to be had). Her suit, terribly expensive and practically brand new, had been cut off her body using sharp seamstresses scissors. The pencil skirt was slowly opened at the back following the centre seam, revealing the pale softness of her arse first, insuring total humiliation from the very beginning. Next the jacket, again along the back seam and then each arm was forcibly torn away from her body. She was outraged at first but ignored and soon her yells softened into a defeatist whimper. Barely utter did she when the silk blouse was, at an excruciatingly slow pace, gently removed, the cutter taking pains to touch most thoroughly every part of her exposed flesh, wrists, inner arms, armpits even, collar bone, belly, arse and then of course her fine, firm breasts. She still wore her bra, well part of it. The front had been ripped open, the scissors had been abandoned in favour of eager masculine strength. The scissors, so cold by now, where employed again to slice a gaping hole in her beautiful expensive French silk knickers, revealing her pussy and exposing her further. Practically naked was more humiliating than being fully so. She could not pretend that she felt at home in her skin, comforted or indeed confident enough to attempt to restore her usual dominant aura in this room. No, she sat there feeling broken and exposed, shackled and hooded. There was no need to gag her, she knew no words could get her out of this, as of course they usually got her out of anything. Words, and the intensity of those amazingly expressive eyes, the delicious swing of her hips, the merest glance at her impressive cleavage. Oh no, now she was silent, shocked and shamed. She was helpless and readily submitted, it was her only choice, she could not fight. She did not own herself any more. She was a possession. This she understood, but only this, for the cold seemed to have penetrated her heart and mind too, silencing any thoughts of protest or feelings of rage.
As her teeth started to chatter, she suddenly became aware of noises. The hood muffled them and must have confused them she thought, as it sounded like there were many people moving all around her which was surely unlikely. It continued for some time, she was incapable of determining how long. Eventually, a throat was cleared. The sound appeared to have come from behind her, causing a powerful flood of fear and panic to rise and surge within her, overwhelming her completely.
A voice spoke.
“Gentlemen, welcome to the compound. I trust you are all warm in the coats provided. As you can see we have a fine specimen for you. A truly beautiful bitch, a prize for any master, if they could control that fine temper. You see,” he said as he ripped the hood off her head was such f***e she cried out, her eyes stinging and watering by the sudden exposure to light, “this cunt thinks her self above you. She has such illusions of grandeur, she is a female supremacist, she feeds off pathetic little worms’ blind devotion to her, she falsely believes herself powerful, that education, wealth, a career has somehow reversed the natural order of life. She even has filthy little cuckolds cleaning her house and running round after her, like she is the husband and they the wives! You see what she is, f***ed into this position, weakened by our strength. She does not even struggle. She is cunt. That is all. Cunt that has too high opinion of itself. She needs to be punished – that is the only way she will learn. Arse, pussy, tits. That is all. Aren’t you?” he bent and whispered softly in her ear so only she could hear. “Nothing but a dirty filthy cunt that needs to be punished hmm.”
“She needs to learn this lesson gentlemen. I am sure you will all be very happy to oblige.”
Throughout this speech her eyes slowly accustomed themselves to the light and she saw what lay in store for her. She was surrounded by men, all different ages, heights, weights, class even judging by their clothes. They all had two things in common however, they all wore thick coats or parkas and all had their cocks out, erect and ready to deliver unto her lesson upon lesson.
II
“Apologies to those who we could not accommodate inside, however I thought you would enjoy watching from the door ways and windows nonetheless. And so without further delay, for I can see how eagerly you all want to show this,” he said, pulling her hair violently, so that her head was pulled upright and she could not avoid the sight of the men and their cocks encircling her, “dirty bitch what she really is, the filthy little cum slut.”
The speaker then moved around the group, selecting some men to move forward. She could see clearly now and guessed there were about thirty men in the bare stone walled and floored room, assuming the same number were behind as in front of her. She was unable to take her eyes off the speaker, he moved easily, powerfully exuding confidence and assured of his control, over her and the group. He settled finally in front of her, surrounded by the 7 other men he had selected to move forward. The other men parted easily so he could assume his position at the lead of the group. They all began to massage themselves more furiously now, excepting the speaker who remained calm and fully clothed.
The breathing became heavier all around her. Even those not yet selected to stand near became further excited eagerly watching all the others’ cocks rise to her. “Gentlemen,” the speaker interrupted the tense silence, “you are charged with an important responsibility here, you must teach her a lesson. Make her understand her place,” he instructed.
One particularly keen young man, who was clearly struggling to contain himself, required no further permission. “I am going to cover you in my cream. I’m going to coat your proud pretty face with my cum, I am going to watch you lap it up! You will won’t you, you dirty whore!” and with the last word, a virile powerful stream of cum spurted through the air and indeed coated her face. This powerful display was all that was required for the others in the group to also loosen themselves. Amidst cries of ‘whore, bitch, cunt’ she was showered in cum. It was in her hair, dripping all down her cheekbones, strands had fallen onto her magnificent breasts. The men now fully spent removed themselves from the circle and the others waited for the speaker to select replacements. Before doing so however, he stepped closer to her, constantly sneering and calling her a cum slut. “Did you enjoy that you cum slut? I bet you did, I can see it in your eyes you filthy bitch. You loved it didn’t you?” He grabbed her breasts f***efully, squeezing the nipples tightly so that she gasped aloud. He rubbed all of the intermingling cum all over them so that she was thoroughly coated. The cum was however starting to dry and began to feel sticky and uncomfortable on her skin.
“Drying up are we?” the speaker leered. “I bet your pretty wet here though aren’t you, in your filthy cunt?” he said as he inserted one, then two, fingers into her open pussy. He delved into her deeply until she began to moan, then quickly desisted. “Dripping!” he exclaimed to the room, showing the inspectors and participators his glistening fingers, “what a dirty whore she is, she’s actually turned on by you all humiliating her like this.”
The punishment continued and the speaker was ruthless in his encouragement of the participants. They covered her in cum, covered her feet, legs, breasts, face, one group even covered her in unison. There was a sticky, glistening pool on the floor around her and the feet of the chair legs. And during each round the speaker stood in front of her, or behind her, pulling her hair back so her face could get better coverage. But he never revealed his own cock. And at the end of each round he tested her wetness again, taking care each time to bring her ever closer to the edge of orgasm before abruptly removing his fingers and inviting another group forward. She was desperate for release, there seemed no level of humiliation she would not readily accept, she begged him to keep going, she begged him to let one of the men do it instead, begged that they all could touch her, fuck her, anything just so long as she came. The Speaker had instructed the disciplinarians well however, not one of them attempted to touch her, not even in the slightest. As her begging became more desperate and she pulled against her shackles, the more intense their insults and taunts became, cum slut, desperate whore, bitch, fucking cunt, how much she must want to suck their dicks, how she was begging them to fuck her, how desperate she was to have her arse filled with cum, over and over, filled right up with all of their cum, how she needed to be spanked, tied up, how she wanted to be fucked oh so very hard, how she wanted them to make her cum. The air was heavy with their scents but the chilliness prevented any headiness or confusion. He wanted her senses to remain keen. When the final group spent themselves and the speaker had inserted a whole fist into her eager, soaking, buzzing cunt, so excited it was by the final covering of cum that she cried aloud, unashamedly, a****listically, frantically pulling against her restraints shuddering at the power of the speakers touch. The speaker abruptly, once again, removed himself before she could climax and then roughly pulled the hood back down over her head.
Her shackles were undone and gently she was lifted out of the chair, the coldness and tension had stiffened her muscles. She was leant against a wooden cross, its touch surprisingly warm and comforting after the chair and her wrist shackles connected to chains hanging from more large metal rings bolted to the cross. She was relived to be held up right, her body could not hold its own weight, so exclusively focused it was upon release. During this movement, she felt several pairs of hands on her but none lingered, and the room filled with the sound of all the men moving around. Soon after her wrist shackles had been secured however, the room became completely silent.
Warmth flooded through her body. He pressed his body against hers, absorbing the coldness. He massaged the skin on her back, buttocks and thighs, aiding the circulation of warming bl**d. She stirred, pressing her hips and bottom into his body, desperate for connection.
“Oh, I see you are feeling warmer now, eager and hungry too. Well, I’m not sure, I think you could feel warmer…” and he brought his hands down together firmly upon her bottom cheeks. “Yes, definitely could be warmer. Besides, you deserve further punishment after demonstrating so clearly your enjoyment during the previous lesson. Didn’t even try to hide your delight did you, your eagerness? When will you learn, you dirty little cum slut?”
III
The hood was still obscuring her vision, but she was glad of it. Usually the spanker, she had never been on the receiving end of such vicious blows before. At first she delighted in the touch, knowing from the heavy way that he was breathing that it was the speaker delivering the final punishment. The hand action was helping to warm her cold ravished body, she felt electric and so wet, still desperately eager for release despite her ordeal. As she pushed her arse out invitingly, her head was flooded with images of all those hard cocks, encircling her, cumming for her, under her command. The room was however quite silent, apart from the sound of her bl**d pumping harshly around her body and of course the echoes of each resounding thump of the speaker’s hand on her lovely round bottom. Were they still there? It was too hard to determine, but she hoped they were, desperate and hard and begging to be allowed to watch her cum this time. Oh yes, there was a fierceness in her thoughts now, her natural feelings of domination and defiance were returning to her oh so sweetly. The speaker must have anticipated this, or perhaps he could just tell from the way she was opening herself, legs spread and arse pushed hard out, welcoming touch. He knew she had to be broken.
Hence her gladness of the hood, she bit into the rough material, staggered by the level of pain she was experiencing. Her body shaking, she needed to bite down so as not to scream. She knew what was happening here, understood this to be a final act of punishment, to train her to abandon all dominant thoughts and free herself, submit herself to the whim of the speaker. She was defiant to the last, as he in turn subjected her to canes, paddles, floggers, the worst was a rattan cane with five separate flexible wooden strands, each reverberating off one another and biting into her beautiful creamy white flesh raising bl**d to the surface and leaving nasty red welts. The speaker did not persist too long with that particular item of equipment however knowing how incomprehensible the pain created was, although he had worked up quite a sweat by now and was becoming frustrated with her insolence. He began again calling her the most lewd and insulting names he could imagine but still she endured even whilst he repeatedly flogged her bottom, the leathery weight biting into her now too hot skin. But why did she not scream aloud and submit to his will? His patience waned, he violently removed the hood from her head, snatching it out of her teeth. Once he realized she had been using it to gag herself, to prevent audible signs of her broken will escaping he was invigorated, seized by a determined urge to push her until she crumbled.
He desisted with the flogger and paused to catch his breath and think. She thought she had won, he could tell from the slackening of her muscles, so taut before with the f***e of withstanding such blows. She was wrong and that delicious look of pity mingled with power in her eyes was dangerously misjudged. She did not think he had it in him. How she misunderstood, still. He picked up the rattan once again, and without pausing between blows for the sting to be absorbed into the skin, he relentlessly pummeled her bare reddened skin. She had no time to become accustomed to the pain, to allow her body to accept it and her brain to whisper to itself that it could not last forever, as is the way with women, hence their higher pain thresholds. Oh no, she had no time for anything, for thoughts, for reactions, for resistance. Her body melted and all strength and power dissipated instantly as all she could see, think, breathe even, was white hot pain. She screamed aloud or bit into the skin of her lips so endearingly, each taste delivering a bittersweet concoction of her own salty tears and the mingled dried creamy cum of her instructors. She was removed from the world, removed from the room, but most importantly, removed from herself.
It took several moments before she realized what was now going on, for the pain persisted even though the speaker had long since dropped the cane and had been merely rubbing the cheeks of her bruised bottom and the tops of her thighs soothingly. Her thighs were coated as her face before had been, but this time with her juices alone. It was quite remarkable that such a deluge still poured forth from such a tight punished pussy but pour forth it did, running down her thighs from her plump, straining, silken lips. It wasn’t until the first sweet rumblings of an orgasm penetrated through her pain that she realized what was happening, that the speaker, was finally, taking the last part of her. Once again her hunger for release became a****listically powerful as she rocked against the hardness inside her, opening her legs wider, u*********sly so his that cock could delve in further, deeper, harder. She was nothing. She had dissolved into his being, surviving, thinking, living only to feel his magnificent cock inside her. To be its vessel was her only purpose in life, to bring it pleasure her only pleasure.
He took pains to ensure that she came too, several times in fact, before he himself gave her what she most desired in the world. He wanted to ensure that all was released from within her, that no hungry, eager, fierce or f***eful feeling remained, that all that resided within her was pure submission to him. When he filled her pussy was with his hot wet cum her state was bliss. She had no desire to be released from her shackles, to be able to sit down, to be warm even. She had no desire except that which pleased him. Gently he unshackled her and lifted her into his arms. He carried her from the cold stone room into the next, far warmer room, with an open fire already blazing away. There were no more inspectors or instructors to witness her new submissive state, not that she cared, she cared only that the speakers wishes were fulfilled. He placed her, gently once again, into a bath that was positioned in front of the fire and left her to soak. Slowly she regained possession of herself, left alone, relaxed and satisfied for the first time in hours, hours that felt as if they had been days. Slowly she regained her usual ways of thinking, yet she now knew something else, had experienced something fresh which inevitably would leave marks, on her arse and her mind set. After 30 minutes, he returned, bearing a glass of wine, ashtray and cigarettes. He passed her the glass, inserted a cigarette between her reddened swollen lips and lit it for her. He then dropped to his knees, one hand holding the ashtray for his Mistress’s convenience.
“Happy Valentine’s Day my darling,” and with a smile he added, “I hope I fulfilled your wishes in a way that pleased you my Mistress? You can not imagine how hard it was to enact all of your instructions my love, to speak to you so crudely, unthinkable!”
“You did very well my slave,” she paused and took a long draught from her glass. “However I would have preferred more cocks. Remember that for next time.”
Copyright c Polly Brunswick 2009. All rights reserved
Polly Brunswick xx
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xmoviesforyouI went swimming one day with some friends and after a few hours my mates got fed up and went home but I stayed on as I love swimming and sunbathing. I’d just got out of the water and went to where I’d left my towel to find that a woman had sat near it. As I approached she looked up from the book she was reading, smiled and went back to her book. I stood there drying myself having a quick peek at her from under my towel and guessed she was about 40. She had a bikini on and as she moved about a...
"Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh." I blink . The burning red alarm clock next to my bed tells the time. It's 3:00 AM. Three fucking 'o clock in the morning. I try to block my ears with my pillows, but it doesn't do shit. The constant guttural sound pierces it like it wasn't even there. I lay back in bed. This was the third night this week I've woken up to this. "Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh." The third night this week. I had work in the morning too. I should call the cops. Have them break up...whatever they're up to....
BDSMIt was a warm sunny Tuesday morning, and Marley could not wait for tonight. Only because tonight was the night she would meet Kyle. Kyle was 6'2 had blonde hair, and wonderful green eyes you could get lost in. She had met him on an internet BDSM site last month, and decided they would met at her home tonight.That morning he had sent her a brief e-mail telling her to wear a nice dress with no panties or a bra, and to be ready by 6pm that evening and not to be late. When she got home around 5 she...
BDSM[Wednesday, June 25th, 1986] The next thing we knew, the front door was opening, and my mom was home. Fortunately, she spent a little time putting groceries away in the kitchen and pantry. Kim and I had time to get our shirts buttoned up again. I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, smashing the volume button and hoping it wouldn’t be deafening when it came on. It wasn’t, and I flipped through the channels until I came to MTV and slowly increased the volume. One video was just...
During our time apart, Emma texted me almost daily and was quite expansive in the topics she wanted to discuss. Everything from world events to homework to music and dating advice was fodder for conversation. The latter of which always gave me pause and even a touch of jealousy. I know she needed to lead a normal teenage girl’s life, and dating was a core requirement. And even though she assured me that her dates were just for fun and as a way to get out of the house, it was an uncomfortable...
I had a lot of fun in that state.The one company I worked for (the one where I spent a lot of time in West Virginia) normally sent me to places around Morgantown or Clarksburg. Most of the businesses I was visiting were in those general areas. Every once in a while, as long as I was willing, I was sent to a few other cities.I remember this one area – I think it was around a city called Sutton – up in the mountains, near the center of the state. When I found Nirvana, on a flat spot, on top of a...
This is not an interactive story, just a single fanfiction. Felt I should post it anyway, as I think it is a good story, "helps" me every time!
Whitehall Primary School was in the last week of a mid-term break and with only a few members of staff on the premises and no obstructions from interfering children, it should make his survey a lot easier to complete. The car tyres crunched in the deep snow and the windscreen wipers squeaked across the windscreen as he manoeuvred the car carefully through a pair of black metal gates before pulling to a halt in the school car park. He waited until Lou Reed had finished singing ‘Perfect Day’...
MatureIntroduction: Cindy meets a guy from her past and makes up for lost time. Sharing Cindy Chapter 19 Writing down these accounts of the adventures I have had with my loving wife over the years has been very fun and has brought back a lot of good memories. Some of them I was able to witness and participate in myself, and others I was able to experience them through the accounts Cindy shared when she returned home. The following is one of many that happened because of my involvement with local...
I drove my rented car down the long drive that was flanked on either side by perfectly manicured lawns and perfectly groomed trees. Although it was autumn, I can’t bring myself to call it fall, there was not one golden leaf lying at rest on the green grass. My mind imagined a Head Gardener seated in a watchtower with powerful binoculars held to his unblinking eyes as he scanned the grounds, ready to order an under-gardener into action, ‘Ramirez, a leaf has fallen in your sector, remove it...
The second of three episodes a new series about Fr. Alfred, Vicar of St. Dunstan’s. Categorizing these episodes is tough, since there isn’t a ‘Dramedy’ category on this site. Suggestions for future episodes are welcome, if you’d like to see more of Fr. Alfred and his flock. Next Year in Alice Springs It was another drippy Wednesday in England. I puttered around the house all day, and a peek into the Quilting Room showed it empty. I’d been dear friends with Mary Sterns, Sheila Button and Mavis...
Three months ago my brother went to college and he decided he’d live in a dorm room. Well we haven't seen him since then and a lot of stuff has happened since he has been away. Like I've came out and I turned 18. Tomorrow my brother will be coming home for a visit. I'm so excited. He's one of the brothers everyone wishes they could have. He's funny, sweet, nice, EVERYTHING. I already had everything planned out we were going to go. Well enough of me, here's the story: today’s the day! I thought...
This is Divya here. I am from Delhi, but running my own business in Bangalore. Business keeps taking across various cities quite frequently. I am currently not married but have a boy friend here. Well I have been quite a fan of ISS and have been reading stories here quite frequently and must say they do turn me on quite a lot. This story is something which occurred around 2 weeks back and i just loved this experience. I was to travel to Hyderabad for 2 weeks which was quite a long time away...
"She's still screwing, we won't get any sense out of her for the next couple of hours," I looked at my sister and saw the disappointed look on her face as she peeked in through the crack in mum's bedroom door."Who's the guy?""I don't know, it's a new one.""He sure is energetic," she giggled. "They've been at it all night!"I looked over her shoulder at where our mother had both legs wrapped around the man's back. She was naked apart from her stockings and from where we stood, we could see his...
IncestJillian Janson tries on her graduation gown without any bra or panties beneath. This naughty girl is ready to flash her bare twat and small tits to the world at her graduation ceremony! When she goes through with her plan, though, her stepfather Romeo Price decides that his shameless stepdaughter needs to be punished. He instructs her to take off her gown and get on her knees so he can give her the spanking she deserves. When Romeo’s hand connecting with Jillian’s big ass makes her...
xmoviesforyouLegion decided that Abby ... and the Utes ... were more important than the business. There IS the tiny possibility that it was the Utes and not Abby that held his interest. The Firm sent a car and driver, the train was on time. The chauffeur attested to that at the police station ... she also attested to the fact that she was new to the job ... and had no idea who Legion was or what he looked like. He did NOT respond to her sign ... or the plethora of pages over the terminal speakers. The...
**Well, I suppose that anyone can get along – now and then – a little, anyway… O_o ——— Now that he was finally alone, Joshua got out of bed and walked to the ‘bathroom’ for a minute before making his way to the coffeemaker. That had been a few minutes of mild torture – waking up with a full bladder, the erection from that, and not being able to do anything about it. He supposed that he ought to consider himself lucky that no one had expected a long conversation from him, but he did feel a...
The Replacement, part 2 The club was hot. Beautiful people everywhere drank expensive drinks to the throbbing beat of techno music. In the midst of the glamor, my girls and I strutted in. In a room full of the beautiful people, I was the hottest one, and I loved it. A girl with a bad boob job and a fake Gucci clutch came up to me. It didn't even occur to me that I could recognize bad breast implants or knock off purses, or that I never would have judged a person for that...
“Yes, Mom, we’re both getting enough to eat. … Yes, Mom, her grades are good. … No, I’m not going to tell her what to major in. She’s a big girl. She can decide what to do with her life.” I glance over at you, sitting on the couch with your feet up. You’re trying to look like you’re not listening to the conversation, that you’re engrossed in your book, but I can tell by the smirk tugging at the corners of your mouth that you are enjoying the weekly call. I hang up the phone and without looking...
IncestThis is a true story. I know the intro is long, but I wanted to build up the back story. I hope you enjoy it! Let me know what you think. Laura was of age when we had sex, I'm just not used to having sex with a girl so many years younger than me.--------------------------------------------Every summer I go home from college and earn a few dollars working a part-time job. This past summer I would spend my weekends drinking with the only two guys I worked with. Melvin and I would go over to...
It was a dark and wet night; sitting beside me was Bella my wife of two years now. Bella is not heterosexual, homosexual or Bi, she is Omnisexual; when the mood takes her, she'll fuck anything, anytime, anywhere. Tonight she was dressed reasonable tame, long flared skirt and T-shirt. We were just going out for a quiet meal and a drink for our wedding anniversary, we were not expecting any other fun. Bella is a walking wet dream, her figure in faultless and normally she'll dress to show it...
Sunday all of us ended back over at the gym. We had been using the part-time help hard the last couple of weeks and they needed a break; on top of that it was Super Bowl weekend. Those that wanted the day off, we allowed them to take it. All the bars had been running many kinds of Super Bowl specials and parties. We expected that by noon customer attendance would drop off and it did some. The gym was busy this morning and so was the tanning booth. Wendy, bless her soul, came in even though...
Caring A Short Story By Maryanne Peters Nobody wants to be a burden on their family and friends, but a man with Multiple Sclerosis is a burden. MS is an autoimmune disease that affects the central nervous system. It is more common in women than in men and is usually diagnosed much earlier that it was for me. Less than 5% of MS sufferers are diagnosed after the age of 50. I was 51. MS causes widespread nerve damage which leads to a number of symptoms including difficulty...
First a well lubed finger. Then two. Then three. She found his prostrate gland and began to stroke it. Restrained, gagged, and shaved naked, he could do nothing now but moan and tears began to well from his eyes. "Oh, poor baby," she snarled as his now painfully engorged cock continued to ooze in a steady stream without her ever touching it. She looked around and noticed the continuous stream. "Well, look at that? I always knew you were a fag! You actually like this!"Christine removed...
Hello to all… I am shiv living in Mumbai and have immense attraction towards women. Having read many stories here I wanted to share my experience even….Now this is like a year ago when I shifted to Mumbai and started staying in a company provided guest house. Luckily I had Telugu language speaking people around my apartment so it was a bit fine and I was starting to adjust. For the cooking thing I took ref of neighbors and started interviewing couple of females and males for the cook work at...
Lilly was a never one the biggest breasted girls or extremely beautiful to that matter but she was slim and her curveswere just as great as how cute she really was. She lived in a small one bedroom apartment but it was home especiallyafter she had moved out at 18 and now so bizy in collage.She had asked her work at the office part time for a few days off so she could study. Unfortunately she had lost a bet thenight before and was forced to clean the apartment by her self and make dinner for her...
The Little Pleated Skirt Part 2 By Jamie Clark Overview: In part one: Jamie started to emerge as to who... she is. Unknowingly, with the help of her mother and father, Jamie was challenged not just by them but also by herself. The male orientation she went through all those years was over whelming her, until her self-esteem decided to fight back. Jamie starts to show some of her female personality traits in more dominate ways leaving many family members puzzled, and as you...