Brad And Inga
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Inga was a powerful busty German woman. She was tall and very powerful. She was also a sadistic, nymphomaniac ruler. No man could handle her in bed. She took joy out of crushing men and women with her sexual skill and power. No one could handle her. She all ready own Germany and was moving on to other countries. She spoke in a cheesy cartoon accent. She love to dominate people and was a little crazy. Some said she couldn’t be killed. Maybe she was right. Her strength was amazing. She stood 7.4 but she didn’t look to freaky. Her body was well proportion. She was very fit and tone. She was a perfect picture of Amazon beauty. Her face looked Beautiful and exotic. You were sent on a mission to stop her but were caught.
The place were guarded by the most beautiful and most ruthless women you ever seen. They use their bodies to interrogate the men. Ounce the men were between there legs they were turn to putty. The men would tell them anything. The women will then have sex with them till they were broken. Some would become sex slave and some men would be put in the garbage. You were not going out like that. You had to plan to escape. The place was well guarded but you were an escape artist. The place was filled with weird scientific experiments straight out a dime store sci-fi novel. You heard Inga was coming to interrogate you. Maybe you could resist her. It be kind of dangerous to try for the escape now.
I drove to a decrepit building outside of town. The parking lot was about half full of Harleys. This was where I had gotten two of my tattoos and I knew the guy that ran the place. I got out of the car and grabbed the bag that I had put my camera and the tripod in and we went inside. There were a few bikers sitting around in the waiting room. They looked up and when they saw Inga they got interested. I knew a couple of them and I nodded as I walked over to the counter with Inga following...
I parked in the back and went in through an unmarked door. Inga had no idea what was inside. We went up a dark hallway and into the front. Inga looked around and saw that the walls were covered with pictures of women in various stages of undress. Some of the shots were positively vulgar. A very few were quite good, artistic even. Most were just normal pictures of bored looking women undressing and posing nude. A large black man looked up when we came in and smiled. He said, "Right on time!...
I let her sleep late in the morning and she didn't wake up until almost nine. I was up at a little after six. I went down and made coffee and read the Sunday paper and waited until I heard her get up and use the bathroom. When I heard movement upstairs I went up and we took another shower together. I ordered her to dress in her nicest dress and I helped her pick out a nice set of underwear. She almost seemed disappointed that I was dressing her so conservatively. I had plans for her though...
It was her idea. Well, no, that's not fair. It was an idea that we came up with when we were chatting on line and I suppose that we developed it together. Our correspondence began when Inga sent me an email after reading one of my stories on the internet. She had been very aroused by the story and she sent me an email to tell me how much she enjoyed it. Her email included a picture of herself. She was very attractive. It was a modest picture of her in a little black dress. She was not in...
The next morning we took a shower together and I dressed her in a t-shirt dress and took her out to breakfast. In case you are wondering, I'm actually a very good cook. Unfortunately I am also lazy. I much prefer to have someone else cook my meals and clean up the kitchen. When my wife is home I do the cooking and she cleans up the kitchen. She can't even boil water without burning it. Friends have tried to convince me that she is just trying to get over on me. Trust me. I've eaten her...
The next morning we relaxed and had coffee and waited to see if Smitty would call and invite us to Al's club. He did call but said that he had been unable to set anything up before the time he had agreed upon to release Tammy at the airport and allow her to continue on to Orlando. Since there was not going to be another lesbian sex show I made Inga put on a tiny skirt and revealing top and we went out on the bike to see what kind of fun we could find. I rode out of town to a biker bar that...
Somewhere in castle laid perversion of science. It was an evil castle ruled by a mad woman. Here was a woman of such perversion if would make you shake in fear. Here was woman of just power she can cripple armies. A woman with a sexual skill beyond morals and even gods. This woman was Inga. Inga was a powerful busty German woman. She was tall and very powerful. She was also a sadistic, nymphomaniac ruler. No man could handle her in bed. She took joy out of crushing men and women with her sexual...
BDSMInga war eine mächtige vollbusige deutsche Frau. Sie war groß und sehr mächtig. Sie war auch ein sadistisches, Nymphomaneherrscher. Kein Mann könnte sie in Bett behandeln. Sie hat Freude aus Zerquetschenmännern und Frauen mit ihrer sexuellen Fähigkeit und Kraft genommen. Niemand könnte sie behandeln. Sie vorbereiten alle eigenes Deutschland und bewegten auf zu anderen Ländern. Sie hat in einem cheesy Karikatur Akzent gesprochen. Sie beherrscht gern Leute und war ein wenig verrücktes. Einige...
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Introduction: In the near future, a young Irish girl fulfills her fantasy of becoming a prostitute at Japans most expensive brothel: the Kink Palace, a place where there are no limits… only price-tags. Chapter One ———– So what are the risks of… you know. Of dying? Kathryn asked. We take every precaution, the Japanese man across from her guaranteed. He was in his late forties – gaunt, stoic, the stereotypical Asian businessman in a sharp suit and thin glasses. He regarded her scrutinizingly,...
----------- "So what are the risks of... you know. Of dying?" Kathryn asked. "We take every precaution," the Japanese man across from her guaranteed. He was in his late forties - gaunt, stoic, the stereotypical Asian businessman in a sharp suit and thin glasses. He regarded her scrutinizingly, like a material resource perhaps, but not moreso than he would look as such upon any other clerk that worked for his organisation. "The Palace contracts the very best doctors in the country and...
DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18OR EASILY OFFENDED BY SEXUAL MATERIAL, BONDAGE, DISCIPLINE, FEMALE SUBMISSION OROTHER SEXUAL SITUATIONS. Ms Americana/Brenda Wade andLydia Wills/Flag Girl are the creations of Mr. X. I came up with the othervillains. Please direct all comments andfeedback to [email protected]. Put Ms Americana or Story feedback insubject line, otherwise I might think it is spam and delete. MS AMERICANA: THE PALACE By Thom Gall Sugar...
I did not write this. I found it on the web.ALL DRESSED UP After shaving her pussy completely in the shower, Trine looked at her body in the full-view mirror in the bathroom. She was not very tall, but not too short either. She wore her dark-brown hair shoulder- long. Her s*******n years old body was delicious, with its ripe, C-cupped breasts and fine, round bottom. All in all, Trine was happy with her looks. And that was good, she thought, because not much of her would be hidden this evening....
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CheatingThere she was again. Why did she keep looking at me that way? I saw her earlier at the airport; she was gorgeous. She had blonde hair which was pulled back in a stylish chignon, blue eyes that shined, long toned legs that made my head spin and mouth water, and a mouth made for sin. She was everything that I wanted and nothing that I needed on this trip. "You're tired Renee, leave it alone," I thought as I pranced my way toward the concierge of the posh resort. "You have a reservation for Renee...
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