Anya and the Fighter Part 2
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xoxo Future Part 5 Screaming with everything in her Anya shoved her shoulder against the door, ‘stupid move’ thought Anya seconds later as she cradled her throbbing arm and shoulder. “Fuck you both” screeched Anya not even caring that she sounded like a crazy cat lady. “Bastard’s didn’t even leave me water” mumbled Anya as she surveyed the room. Against the right wall was the horrible wardrobe that couldn’t hide a mouse in it, and a surprisingly descent dresser with a huge mirror....
Anya Janet L. Stickney [email protected] I was sure mom would never understand. Working with her every day in the shop was driving me crazy because of the nice things I unpacked and sorted each day. She owns a dress shop in town that caters to the upscale crowd, and I work there after school and on weekends. Over the last year I had let my hair grow out, and now it hangs over my shoulders. I also let my nails grow out, carefully filing them to a little longer, rounded point....
Introduction: Anya is left alone with Thor, and she makes the mistake of pissing him off. Part 4 Anya Battles the Hammer Numb and exhausted Anya felt something soft brush under her nose, reaching up with her hand she brushed it away, only to have it return seconds later. Mumbling incoherently she rolled away from it, and hit a wall, reaching a hand up she felt the wall. Well it was hard, but there was a weird soft texture on it, like she was pushing into a body. Smiling at her stupid thoughts...
Numb and exhausted Anya felt something soft brush under her nose, reaching up with her hand she brushed it away, only to have it return seconds later. Mumbling incoherently she rolled away from it, and hit a wall, reaching a hand up she felt the wall. Well it was hard, but there was a weird soft texture on it, like she was pushing into a body. Smiling at her stupid thoughts Anya rested her hand against it and snuggled closer, only to hear an extremely human laugh come from the wall....
I flicked back through the preceding pages in Anya’s diary, looking over what she’d written about Teresa. ‘You are going to need to tell me more about Teresa, my dear.’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ ‘But… not right now. Right now, we need to decide on some humiliation for Anya. Something degrading, and electrifyingly exciting. Something unforgettable.’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ She beamed at me as she spoke. I paused. I knew what I had in mind. But I was going to make Anya wait. I wasn’t going to tell her… not yet. Not...
I had no idea how Rachel might react from now on. She was in a totally new place, and so was I. But, I was also intensely turned on, and I had the feeling that Anya was too. ‘Anya, help Rachel take off her dress.’ Anya took the hem of Rachel’s dress in her hand and slowly started lifting it up. First revealing stocking tops, then black satin panties, then Rachel’s slender stomach, then a black lace bra, until finally, Rachel’s dress has been completely removed, and Anya draped it carefully...
‘Take a shower.’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ I sat down in her room and waited while she took a shower. Shortly after I heard the water turn off, she walked into the room, naked and towelling her hair. ‘That better?’ ‘Yes, Sir—thank you Sir.’ I smiled. ‘So. You enjoyed being outside, and showing yourself off, did you?’ Anya knelt in front of me, still naked, still damp. ‘Yes, Sir. I did.’ ‘It gets you excited, doesn’t it?’ ‘Yes, Sir. Very excited.’ ‘I thought so. Tell me more.’ She paused. Then...
I thought my heart was already pounding but, as I heard those words, my heart started thundering in my chest as I looked her up and down… her damp, shoulder-length, hair, those gorgeous pert breasts, with the dark nipples, that taut slender waist, beautiful curving hips and, between her legs, such an exquisite pussy, framed with a lush, dark bush. My cock was throbbing in my jeans, throbbing and pushing upwards, creating a little twitching tent at my crotch, while my heart hammered, hammered,...
We walked out across campus and along a path between fields beyond. It was early evening in late spring. Anya walked next to me, though ever so slightly behind me. Every so often we’d pass someone walking the other way and one or two seemed to notice that Anya was not just wearing a chocker. The collar seemed a little incongruous with the light summer dress, and got them thinking about just quite what was going on. As we walked, I thought more and more a bout how much control I had over this...
Rachel lay back naked on the sofa, her legs still spread. Anya knelt before her and I still sat on the armchair. I let Rachel take her time to recover before I said anything else. She was in my power now. Anya and I had introduced her to world-changing pleasure, and there was no turning back. I picked up Rachel’s discarded stockings from the floor. ‘Rachel,’ I said. ‘It is your turn to kneel now. Kneel down in front of me.’ Rachel opened her eyes as if she was waking up. She looked over at me....
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Hi, To all Iss reader this is my first story hope U all would like it a complete fiction.my self raj i live in Mumbai this story is about my aunty nandita,let me describe her she is in her 30s,lives with her husband and daughter.She is born beauty with an awesome fig of 36.28.40 ..her assets are her huge melons of 36 d and her ass that will give a hard on to any guy who looks at it So now my story starts this was like 5 years ago when I was appearing for my 12 th HSC examination at that time my...
When I returned to Anya’s room a few hours later, she was still writing. She stood up from her desk immediately and came to kneel at my feet, hugging my knees as had become her ritual. ‘I see you have been writing,’ I said. ‘Yes Sir.’ ‘Let me see.’ Anya passed me a small black book. I sat down to read as she knelt at my feet. Dear Sir, This is my first diary entry. I hope it meets with your approval. I have been very excited to become your girl… not sure if I should consider myself your...
When I woke—it was Sunday morning–I realised that Anya had been awake for some time, she was sitting up at her desk wearing only her collar and a silky dressing gown as she wrote in her diary. ‘Good morning,’ I said. ‘Good morning, Sir. I didn’t realise you were awake.’ ‘I only just woke. How long have you been writing?’ ‘Just a little while—but I have just finished. Would you like to see, Sir?’ ‘Mmmm hmm. Pass over what you have written.’ Anya passed me the book and I started to read. ...
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