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This story is written for the enjoyment of adults only. If you have any comments about this tale, please send them to [email protected]. I love hearing from you. My Big Mistake Part 4 Written by 4play First thing in the morning, Leon got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I also got out of bed and got dressed. When he came back to my room, he started getting dressed. I asked him, "Will you please stay for breakfast Leon?" He told me, "I would love to but I have to get to work now honey." He kissed me sweetly and left. As he left he told me, "I want to see you again soon. Take care of yourself and we will be together again before too long." I stood in the doorway until he drove away. Although I had known him for only a short time, I hated to see him go so soon. It had been great to be treated nicely by someone and he had been very sweet to me. My sweet thoughts vanished when Master hollered, "Sissy, get your ass in here now!" I hurried into their bedroom. He asked me, "Did you have a good time last night sissy?" I honestly told him that I had. He said, "That's good, now it's time to get back to reality. Get out of your fancy clothes, put your slave dress back on and hustle back here." I said, "Yes Master," curtsied and left for my room. As quickly as I could, I stripped naked and threw on my slave dress. I walked barefoot back to their bedroom. Master told me, "Kneel and suck me off bitch." I knelt in front of him and began to suck him off. He was caressing my head as I sucked. He told me, "I was so proud of you last night girl. You were a perfect lady as you should have been." With my mouth full of his cock, I couldn't answer him. He then told me, "Since you have been a good girl, I won't leave you with the catheter in you while I am gone sissy. If you act properly, I have no need to be harsh with you." Master now stood still and pulled my head back and forth on his cock until she shot into my mouth. I fully expected his urine to follow shortly after his semen, but surprisingly, he just pulled out of my mouth. He told me to start making breakfast and I gladly went to fix it. Master permitted me to eat with them. I happily sat and joined them. It was so pleasant being treated nicely for a change. Mary said, "How did your night with Leon go sissy? Did he fuck you?" I told her, "No Mistress Mary, he asked me for a kiss and I kissed him and we went to sleep." Master said, "That's strange, I told him he could use you as he wished." I modestly said, "I think he did Master." Master said, "I expected him to fuck you all night long. He isn't the man I thought he was." I came to Leon"s defense and said, "He was being a gentleman Master. He told me that if and when we had sex, he wanted me to give myself to him willingly." Master chuckled and said, "A man takes what he wants." He looked me in the eye and asked, "Don't I bitch? I took your mouth, your ass and your wife." I lowered my eyes and meekly replied, "Yes Master, you did indeed." After breakfast, Master showered and dressed to catch his flight. I started doing the laundry and Mary sat down with a cup of coffee to read her book. I even threw my slave dress in the wash as it needed it badly. When I went back upstairs, Master had left. Mary asked me, "Why are you naked bitch?" I told her, "Sorry Mistress Mary, my dress needed washing." She told me, "Put something on, I don't want to see that body naked ever again." I went to my room and put on the hot pink shorts, a blouse and heels. When I came out of my room Mary said, "That's Much better sissy, remember you are now a lady and must comport yourself accordingly." I said, "Yes Mistress Mary." During lunch, Mary told me, "I know you think that you are now going to be treated better, but I want you to remember what you really are. You are nothing but a sissy slave bitch to serve Dave and I." I answered, "Yes Mistress Mary, I am very aware of that." She told me, "I was going to have you wear the catheter all week and feed you baby food through it to keep you alive. But Dave said that was too harsh and that I should just wait until he came back." Wow, I was sure glad that he interceded on my behalf. I hated that damned thing. To have to wear that for the whole week would have been terrible. Mary stood up, opened her robe and demanded, "Kneel down and lick my pussy bitch." I knew she was just exercising her power over me, but dared not disobey. I knelt in front of her and started licking her lower lips. She spread her legs, grabbed my head and pulled it to her crotch. She kept me licking until she had an orgasm then released my head and went to get dressed for the day. It seemed that just as Master had eased up a bit on me, she had gotten harsher. By the time the laundry was done and put away where it belonged, it was time to start supper. I sure missed relaxing at my computer, but I was kept so busy there was no time for that. Mary told me to pour her a glass of wine. I did and delivered it to her. She told me, "Get yourself a glass and fill it with your special drink sissy." I went to the bar refrigerator and found the pitcher was full again. When I returned with my full glass she said, "Did you notice I refilled the pitcher for you sissy?" I said, "Yes Mistress Mary, thank you very much." She said, "You may sit and have a drink with me." I thanked her and sat down. She sipped her wine but insisted that I drink the glass full quickly. She said, "Since you aren't drinking your own piss, you will drink mine. Have another glass bitch." The oven timer went off and I took my full glass to the kitchen and put the supper on the table. Mary had her wine with supper and I was drinking her urine with mine. I had never realized how deep the resentment she felt towards me was. She was not just reacting to my mistake, but wanted to strip me of any shred of pride. She was doing that now. She pleasantly asked me, "Do you like being a cock sucking sissy better than being my husband?" I softly said, "No Mistress Mary, I miss sleeping with you, holding and kissing you terribly." She laughed and said, "Good and you will never do that again. Drink up sissy, that's the only part of me you will get now." I downed the remaining fluid in my glass. She told me, "You never satisfied me in bed, just used me to sate your lust. Now it is my turn to use you and I certainly will." The venom of her words showed how serious she was about that. She told me to refill her glass and I did. Mary told me, "This is nice, I"m enjoying a glass of fine wine and you my bitch are drinking my piss. The best part of it all is I know you deeply regret cheating on me already and it is a permanent condition. You will spend the rest of your life serving me as well as getting fucked and sucking cock like the gay slut you are now." I knew she was right and my eyes filled with tears. Mary smiled and told me, "Go ahead and cry sissy. It is a feminine privilege." She got up and left the room. I sobbed and started clearing the table. Mary came back into the kitchen naked except for the strap on dildo she was wearing. She told me, "It's time for your treat bitch. Take off your shorts and drop your panties." I obeyed her and she commanded, "Suck this cock and get it good and wet because I am going to fuck your sissy ass." Damn, in all the commotion this morning, I had forgot to give myself and enema. I sucked and slobbered on that dildo earnestly. She told me, "Now get up and grab your ankles bitch." I obeyed and she shoved that fake cock up my ass. With me firmly impaled on it she had me take small steps as she walked me obscenely around the room. Every thrust she made I had to take another step. She told me, "This is fun sissy. I think I will call this walking my slave." I felt very degraded and used being treated this way. She kept it going until I dribbled some semen on the tile floor. She pulled out and with me still bent over, came around in front of me. She said, "Shame on you girl, look at my cock. It has shit on it. You slut, you didn't clean yourself this morning." She smeared the fecal matter under my nose and on my cheeks. She told me, "You must learn to be clean for me bitch. Do not wash that off. It will help you remember to maintain your hygiene." She then said, "You have had your fun, now get your clothes back on and clean up the kitchen." She walked out of the room chuckling to herself. After putting my panties and shorts back on, I cleaned up the kitchen. By the time I finished, Mary came out wearing her robe and went to the Family room to read and watch tv. Even after the shit had dried, the stench lingered on. Being under my nose made it impossible to avoid. I wanted to take a shower, but knew that would cause me even more trouble. Mary told me, "Come in here and read with me sissy." I went to sit in a chair across from her. She told me, "There are some magazines for you to read. You might pick up some beauty and hygiene tips girl." On the table beside my chair were a bunch of girly magazines. The rest of the evening, she read her book and I read those magazines. After the evening news was finished, Mary said, "Time to go to bed now girl." She turned off the lights and went to her bedroom. I followed behind her and went to my bedroom. I found it hard to get to sleep with that strong smell constantly filling my nose, but finally drifted off. When the alarm went off in the morning, I hurried to give myself and enema. I was determined not to repeat the mistake of yesterday. Most, but not all of the fecal matter had flaked off during the night and the smell was mostly gone now. I applied my makeup and got as pretty as I could be with those smear remnants still on my face. I put on the coffee and then went to get dressed. I didn't know what she wanted me to wear, so I put my slave dress on and padded barefoot to the kitchen. I poured my self a cup of coffee and sat down to await Mistress"s arrival. Mary walked into the kitchen wearing her robe. I poured her a cup of coffee and she told me, "Thank you sissy." She opened the paper and took a sip of her coffee before asking me, "Have you learned your lesson about feminine hygiene sissy?" I told her, "Yes Mistress Mary." She said, "Good, now go wash that stuff off of your face. You look ridiculous." I was delighted to obey that order. After my face was washed, I applied base coat and blush to look presentable again. The rest of the day, I did the ironing, and after changing into my pink Capri pants and tennis shoes I mowed the lawn. By the time those chores were finished, it was time to start making supper. The domestic chores were never ending. Mary told me, "Change into your slave dress sissy, it's time for happy hour." I went to my room and took off all my clothes, then slipped into my slave dress. While supper was cooking Mary had a glass of wine. Then she told me, "Show me your tits bitch." I lowered my dress and bared my chest for her. She said, "They aren't growing very fast and those nipples aren't stretched out nearly enough yet." She went to her room and returned with the hypodermic needle filled with serum. She injected the contents into my butt cheek. "I have decided to double the dosage to speed things up a bit," she informed me. She then fastened the nipple clamps with the weights on them onto my nipples. Mary told me, " Think you need those nipples stretched until they are obscenely long. I will leave those clamps in place much more of the time." My eyes filled with tears both from the pain of those weight pulling on my nipples and the knowledge that my boobs would grow. Mary had me pour her another glass of wine and told me, "Get yourself a glass of your special drink sissy." As I walked to get my glass of cold urine, the weights swung back and forth. With my chest bared I finished making supper and we sat to eat. I covered my breasts with my hands in shame. Mary told me, "Don't be shy bitch, it is only us girls here now." I quietly ate my salad. Since Master entered my life I was kept on a strict diet and had lost over 5 pounds already. I was sure my breasts had grown a little and were much more sensitive. My mood shifts seemed much greater than ever before. I now tended to cry at even little things. Would I become totally female mentally before they were finished? My body had never been very hairy, but shaving it had become easier lately as the hair growth had measurably slowed. I hadn't had an erection since before I met Master. Their plans for me seemed to be working out. After supper was finished, Mary left the room and came back wearing that strap on dildo. She told me, "It's time to take my sissy for a walk. You know what to do bitch." I got up and bent over grabbing my ankles. Those damned weights swung back and forth as she forced me to walk with small steps with each thrust causing a harsh tugging on my nipples to accompany her invasion of my body. I couldn't help thinking of the song "Elephant walk" as I moved around the room. To an outsider it would have looked grotesque as I felt it was. Mary told me, "You need to walk for your health sissy, I am doing this for your own good as much as for my pleasure." She slapped my ass and told me, "Tell my thank you for being so concerned about you bitch." I told her, "Thank you Mistress Mary for your concern for my welfare." She told me, "I want to keep you around. I like having a maid to do the housework for me. All those years I did it, you thought it was my job and never lifted a hand to help me." She was right about that, I never had even offered to help her. Once I dribbled my semen on the floor, Mary pulled out and moved in front of me. She lifted my head up and shoved the dildo into my mouth. She had my head positioned to allow her to shove that thing down my throat, which she did. I choked, gagged and struggled to breathe. She told me, "If you want me to stop, just tell me so sissy." I was unable to speak so she kept thrusting until she tired of it. She then walked calmly away leaving me gasping for air. Later in the evening when the kitchen was cleaned up, Mary called me to the family room where she sat in her robe. She had me stand in front of her and then she opened her robe exposing her nude body to me. She asked me, "Would you like to fuck me dear sissy?" I was puzzled by this, but answered, "I want that very much Mistress Mary, more than anything in the world." She told me, "Lift your dress and stroke your little cock until it gets hard and I will let you." I lifted the hem of my dress with my left hand and started stroking my dick with my right hand. After a few minutes of stroking, nothing happened. She told me, "Get it up sissy, I am getting impatient." The harder I tried, the worse it was. I couldn't get hard to save my life. Mary laughed at me and said, "Poor sissy is only good for being fucked now. Aren't you sissy?" I started crying and said, "Yes Mistress Mary." She took my balls in her hand and squeezed lightly. She snorted, "These things are now useless. We might as well get rid of them altogether." The tone of her voice hinted that she might be seriously considering that drastic step. She told me, "Ok sissy, put your dress back down. You had your chance to be a man, but weren't up to the job. I assume that means you like being a girl now." She took the nipple clamps off and told me, "Go to your room if you want to cry bitch." I couldn't stop crying and so meekly went to my room to throw myself on the bed and have a good cry. It must have been those hormones they were injecting me with that caused me to be impotent. The worst thing was that I knew they would continue using them on me. Even after a short time on them, I was no longer able to function sexually as a man. Damn them anyway. I never wanted to be a female, just wanted to have a short fling while my wife was gone. But since meeting Master the only sex I have had has been in the female role. My future seemed to be doomed to living as a female slut now. Even if I left now, it would be as a sissy. Nobody else would want me. At least here I felt needed. The next morning I went to the bathroom and took care of my hygienic duties and applied my makeup. I knew this was housecleaning day and was planning on having a busy day. I put on my slave dress and went to make coffee and get the paper in for her. I sat and enjoyed a cup of coffee while waiting for her. She came out wearing her robe, sat down and opened up her paper. I poured her a cup of coffee and she told me, "Thank you sissy." I asked her if she wanted breakfast this morning and she said, "I don't think so, just coffee will be fine." I got out the vacuum cleaner and started in the family room to get that done so she could watch her soap opera"s in there. She sure enjoyed being a lady of leisure these days. I was determined to be useful to ensure they kept me here. The rest of the day I spend vacuuming, cleaning bathrooms and even swept the patio. The only break was to fix lunch. That evening at supper, Mary once more had me sit bare chested with the nipple clips attached. She told me, "Your nipples are stretching nicely sissy. As your boobs grow you will make a nice looking woman and be attractive to any man. Won't that be lovely?" I smiled and said, "Yes Mistress Mary." She told me, "I saw the way you looked at Leon the other night girl. You did like him didn't you?" I said, "He was an interesting man to talk to Mistress Mary." She said, "You wanted him to screw you didn't you, you horny little slut?" I blushed and admitted, "I sort of did Mistress Mary." She smiled and told me, "I knew it. You are now attracted to men like any woman should be. Don't be ashamed of that girl, be happy that he was attracted to you." Mary told me, "You never wanted to sit and talk with me before, now we are having girl talk like friends. I like you so much better as a woman that I did when you were a demanding husband." I had never thought of myself as demanding, but she had perceived me that way. After the kitchen was cleaned up Mary had me refill her wine glass and told me to have a glass of wine for myself. I was surprised but grateful and glad to have real wine to drink for a change. She had me sit on the couch beside her and then removed the nipple clamps. I put my hands up to cover my breasts, but she said, "Let me kiss those sore nipples sissy." She leaned over and kissed my nipples and the alternately sucked on each of my boobs. Strangely it felt very pleasurable to me. She lay back on the couch and pulled me on top of her. She whispered, "You may fondle and kiss my breasts. I want you to be my lesbian lover tonight dear sissy." I was thrilled to kiss and fondle her breasts for the first time in weeks. As she became aroused, she whispered, "Lick me to an orgasm my sweet sissy." I slid down and lovingly obeyed. After she reached her climax, She sat up and kissed me on the forehead and said, "Thank you dear, you may go to bed now." She sounded positively loving. I went to bed feeling the best I had in a long time. At least as a woman I could please her. The next morning I did my usual hygiene chores and applied my makeup. I went to my room threw on my slave dress and went to put on the coffee. While it was brewing, I brought in her paper. I was gazing out the window when Mary came up behind me and reached down the front of my dress and squeezed my boobs. She said, "Good morning sissy, they are growing nicely." She lifted me to my feet by them. She bent me over the table and then released her hold and told me, "Time for your injection sissy." She emptied the syringe into my butt cheek. She then told me, "Put on your cute shorts today and wear your sexy heels. I want you to walk around topless today so I can watch those tits jiggle as you work." I went to my room, took off the slave dress, put on my shorts and heels. When I walked back into the kitchen, Mary told me, "You look very sexy girl." I like the way your ass wiggles when you walk in heels." I blushed and covered my breasts with my hands. She told me, "If you cover them, I will hang the weights on them for the rest of the day sissy. I want them exposed for me to see." I dropped my hands immediately not wanting to wear those weights on my nipples. She said, "Good girl, flaunt those babies and be proud of them." As I went about my chores, I often saw her looking at me. I soon overcame my shyness. The phone rang and Mary answered it. I heard her say, "Hello Leon, she is busy now." She listened a bit and then said, "Dave will be home later this afternoon, why don't you wait to come by until around 6:00 or so." Another pause and then she said, "Bye Leon, we"ll see you then." She hung up the phone and told me, "Leon wants to stop by later, he says he has a present for you. I think he is sweet on you girl." I asked her, "May I please at least put on a top before he comes here Mistress Mary?" She smiled and said, "Don't you want him to see what a slut you are sissy?" I pleaded, "Please Mistress, he is treating me like a lady and I don't want that to change." Mary got a strange look on her face and asked, "What will you do for me if I let you change into your red maid outfit?" I blurted out, "Whatever you wish Mistress Mary. Please let me, please." She told me, "Dave said he wants to put a band on your scrotum as a sign of ownership, but it may cause you some side effects. If I let you dress up pretty will you ask Dave to let you be banded?" I thought, 'What the hell, I am already sucking his cock, getting screwed by them and drinking their urine, what could be worse than that?' I said, "Yes Mistress Mary, I promise I will." She then told me, "All right sissy, take a shower and make yourself pretty for him." I hurried off to get ready. After my shower, I put on perfume and redid my makeup. When I went to get dressed, Mary came into my room and said, "I think you should wear the corset tonight sissy." She put it on me and pulled the laces tight. She told me, "That does improve your figure. I know you want to look pretty for Leon tonight." She patted me on the fanny and walked out of the room. I put my bra on with the matching panties. The bra was tighter than I remembered it being. Next I put on my petticoats followed by my red maid"s outfit. Once the hose and heels were on, I was ready. I looked at myself in the full length mirror and saw an attractive female standing there. When I walked into the family room, Mary said, "You look lovely sissy, absolutely darling." She then told me, "Make enough to feed Leon too. He might as well eat with us." I had been hoping she would say that and happily went to start preparing supper. Master walked into the house and Mary ran to him and kissed him warmly. Mary explained that Leon had called and would be stopping by in a little while. Master smiled and said, "I thought we would see him again soon. He likes our bitch a lot." He poured himself a drink and one for Mary and they went to catch up on things. When the doorbell rang, I went to open the door for Leon. He walked in, gave me a hug and told me, "You look pretty tonight sissy." I blushed and thanked him for the compliment. I showed him to the family room to join Master and Mary. I fixed Leon a drink and delivered it to him. He told me, "Thank you sissy that was very sweet of you." He then turned to Master and said, "Dave I bought a present for sissy, is it alright with you if I give it to her?" Master thought for a moment and then said, "I guess it would be OK." Leon handed me a gift wrapped package. Mary said, "Go on sissy open it and show us what he bought you." I unwrapped it and opened the box. Inside was a pink nightie with matching panties. I held it up to myself to show them. It was short and very sheer with lots of lace on it. Mary said, "You will look darling in that sissy." I leaned down, kissed Leon and told him, "Thank you Leon, that was very nice of you." He smiled and said, "It was my pleasure sissy dear." I took my new nightie to my room and went back to set the table for supper. During supper Leon told Dave, "I will be gone on a job for a month or so, but when I get back, I want to take you all out for a fine meal. This is the second time I have been treated to a fine meal by you folks and I want to return the favor." Dave replied, "Thanks, we would like that. Just give us a call when you get back and we can set something up. I will be around for quite awhile now before I have to travel again." I was nervous about going to a fine restaurant dressed as a lady, but also wanted to go out with Leon again. He always treated me nicely and made me feel like I was a person. After supper was finished, Leon said, "I really wish I could stay longer, but I have to get stuff packed for my trip." He thanked us for the meal and hospitality and headed for the door. I hurried behind him to see him off. At the door, he turned and took me in his arms and gave me a passionate kiss. He told me, "I will miss you while I am gone dear sissy, but when I get back we will have lots of time to spend together." I watched until he drove away and went back to clean up the kitchen. When the kitchen was cleaned up, I went to the Family room where Master and Mary were sitting on the couch. Mary asked me, "Wasn't that sweet of Leon to bring you a gift sissy?" I told her, "Yes Mistress Mary, I never expected him to do something like that." She cocked her head and asked, "Don't you have something you want to ask Dave sissy?" Master asked me, "What might that be bitch?" I told him, "I want you to band me Master as a sign of ownership." He smiled and said, "I was going to do it anyway, but it is nice to hear that you want me to do that." I nodded my head. He said, "Not good enough bitch, I want you to ask me nicely and verbally." I asked, "Master will you please put a band on my scrotum as a sign that you own me?" He seemed pleased by my question and told me, "Very well bitch, since you asked so nicely, I might as well do that right now. Take off your panties and hold up your skirt. It may be a little uncomfortable at first, but you will get used to it and maybe forget it is there." He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a plastic tie wrap like the type used to bundle wires. He told Mary, grab his balls and pull down on them. When she did that I winced from the pain, but held perfectly still as Master fastened it above my balls and pulled it tight. He then pulled out his pocket knife and cut off the tail end. That band was now on for good. He told me, "You may put your panties back on now sissy." As I did, Master told me, "I had considered either branding or getting a tattoo on your sissy ass, but this will be less painful for you." I was glad he had chosen the band instead of those painful alternatives. The band was uncomfortable, but not painful. Master told me, "Kneel and open your mouth bitch. It's time for you to be my urinal." I obeyed and he pissed right into my mouth filling it with urine which I swallowed. He then said, "I missed that sissy mouth while I was away." I knew he just wanted to remind me that I was under his control. He could use me as he wished. He then told me, "We won't need you any more tonight bitch. You go to bed now and get some sleep." I went to my room and took off all my clothes, except for that damned corset which I needed help to remove. I looked at my pretty new nightie and decided to save that for a special occasion. I slept in only the corset that night. The next morning my scrotum was all red and swollen and the band was feeling very tight. I went to the bathroom to take care of my hygienic chores and apply my makeup. I hoped that when they awoke, Mary would take off this corset. I slipped on my slave dress and went to start the coffee. I was seriously worried about my swollen scrotum and wanted Master to remove the band he had placed there. Master and Mary walked into the kitchen still both nude and holding hands. It was obvious that they were in love with each other. I was only there to serve them and be used for their amusement. Master told me to make them bacon and eggs for breakfast so I started cooking right away. While they ate breakfast, I stood there waiting for a chance to talk with them. Master finally asked me, "Do you have a problem today sissy?" I told him, "Yes Master, look at my scrotum, it is all swollen and sore." I lifted my dress to show him. He looked at it and assured me, "Don't worry that swelling will go away before too long. It isn't used to having that band there yet." I felt much relieved and thus reassured I went to start doing housework. Mary called, "Come back here sissy and show Dave how your tits have grown while he was gone." I went back to them and took off my dress. Master felt each of my breasts, smiled and remarked, "Nice, they are growing very nicely now." Mary said, "I doubled the dosage on her hormone shots to speed things up." Master asked me, "Have you had any erections lately sissy?" I confessed that I had not. He said, "Perfect, no girl has them you know. They need a man to give them pleasure and become dependant on them for that reason." He stroked my cock a few times and it stayed limp. He smiled contentedly, sure that his plans for me were working. Mary undid the corset and removed it from me. She told me, "We will save this for special occasions dearie." The rest of the day they had me walk around naked while they went to shopping. The days seemed to flow together as each morning Dave went to work locally and returned each night. I did all the housework and cooking and was kept busy. The swelling in my scrotum did go down, but my testicles seemed to be getting smaller daily. One morning I awoke to find that the band had slipped off in the night. When I showed it to Master it was still sealed in a circle. I told him, "Sorry sir, it just slipped off in the night." He felt my scrotum and noticed that my testicles were nearly shrunk down to nothing. He told me, "I expected that to happen eventually bitch. Your balls are now dead and won't be generating any more testosterone. We can eliminate the hormone shots now and you will merely take a pill each morning. Won't that be nice?" I said, "You mean I will never get to be a man again?" He flatly stated, "I mean exactly that bitch. You are now a female in all respects except that you will never get pregnant." I began to cry. He told me, "The first time we talked you told me you wanted to experience sex as a woman and I have made that wish come true. Perhaps you didn't mean for it to be permanent, but now you no longer have any other choice. Any sex you have will be as a woman bitch." I knew he was right about that, no woman would want me now. I had nearly C cup breasts and a useless dick. He had made me a freak. I went to my room and cried for a long time.

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It was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...

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Abigails End

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Karas Mistake

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CV19 Chapter 10 A big mistake

Chapter 10 A Big Mistake March brought the first signs of spring and with it hope. The news was still bad of course, Captain Sir Tom, a national figure of the first lockdown for his fundraising, sadly passed away. The death rate still rose but the second peak was over. The number of people vaccinated increased dramatically, leaving many Europeans fuming at the United Kingdom's accelerated vaccination programme. Finally, prime minister Boris Johnson announced a timeframe of return to...

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A simple mistake put a collar on me

I work in an advertising firm specializing in corporation accounts. My particular job description is to screen possible new accounts, so each morning I usually have quite a few requests to get in touch with a firm. My routine is to listen to the new voice mails, then call the person in charge of their advertising to see if our two firms are a possible fit. That is what I was doing a particular morning when a mistake message was left for me. I should have just deleted the message but for some...

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My Husbands Mistake

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An Easy Mistake

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Bigfoot and the Wood Nymph 2

I am the Wood Nymph. Gavin, the love of my life, the man I lovingly call "Bigfoot," has told you his side of the story. Now let me tell you mine. I'm twenty years old. For the first ten years of my life, I was raised in a very liberal family. We were nudists, and spent every summer at one resort or another, in the company of other nudists. We also went bare around the house, so nudity was commonplace and entirely normal for me. In fact, I was out of clothes more than in them, especially...

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Bigfoot and the Wood Nymph

I know these hills like the back of my hand. I grew up not too far away, and every summer my Dad and I would go up there, into the national forest, by ourselves. I was eleven when we first went up there. He had given me my first hunting bow the Christmas before, and taken me hunting in those woods every summer since then. We'd spend weeks together hunting, without ever seeing another soul. We'd lay out trails and blaze them, far from the tracks that most of the other hunters and hikers used....

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Bigfoot Bride

Frank wasn't lost, because he knew where he was, and how to get back- but he didn't want to even think about returning yet. He was out here by choice, three weeks walk into the wilderness of the Canadian coast range- The last sign of another person he had seen was a trappers line, and a trail leading to an unseen cabin, sixteen days before. He sighed contentedly, and adjusted the straps of his backpack. The frozen ground made his journey possible, because the numerous creeks, swamps, muskeg...

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Big mistake

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Kellys Big Mistake

The tiny blonde wore her favorite jeans and a t-shirt for a local band that hadn't made it more than two shows. At sixteen she'd never even been to a concert but the shirt was really comforable. She had the classic blue eyes and fair skin, just like her mother. In fact, she looked so much like her mother the two were frequently mistaken for twins at the store. Which wasn't an insult to Kelly, she knew her mother had aged very well. They were both the same height, five-foot three, and...

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An Honest Mistake

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INDIAN WIFE MISTAKE FUCK IN THE DARKROOM BY FATHER

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Asian Bitch Pays For Her Mistake

I'm the president of a lingerie company. Theresa is one of my best managers. She's a very slender Asian girl with long, thick black hair and about 5'5. Her tits are small but perky, and her ass is a nice little bubble. She's a strict manager with a tough attitude. She's also kind of stuck up, which makes me want her bad. I call her into my office and tell her to close the door. She's wearing a white blouse, blue pencil skirt, and nude Louboutins. She's wearing glasses and has her hair up in a...

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94 Julies second mistake

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It Was His Mistake So Why Am I Dressed This Way

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Maries Big Mistake Case No 111989

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Ive made a mistake

Jane stood outside the door. I've made a big mistake, she thought. She knew that once she went thru that door, nothing would ever be the same. f******n years of marriage to the only man she'd ever loved or even been with, gone down the drain. Troy had been one of the popular k**s in highschool and she definitely didn't fall into that same crowd. She was the shy nerd with straight A's and a nose that was always stuck in her books. She didn't have time for boys, at least that was what she thought...

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Ritas one mistake

Thwack!My slender, well-oiled cane dug into the tender left nipple of the middle-aged woman bound so helplessly in my private chamber. She arched her head back and screamed out as the pain raced through her breast.?Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!!!?Thwack!A second stroke landed squarely on her right nipple, eliciting a similar agonized reaction.?Oooooooooooooooohhh!!!?Her nipples, flaccid a few moments ago, now stood forth proudly from their areolas. Her full, perspiring bosom heaved as she struggled to...

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Big Mistake

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A simple spelling mistake

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My Second Mistake

Flashbulbs stung my vision amid the surging clamour of paparazzi calling her name as she strode from the premier along the red carpet towards me and the limousine. An effortless flick of russet hair above the straps of the crimson bodycon dress brushed off the reporters like tiresome mosquitoes. I swung open the rear door for her to enter."You," she addressed me, peeling off her Saint Laurent sunglasses, piercing chestnut eyes almost predatory. "Ride with me."It wasn't a question. Never...

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A Swapping Mistake Ch 04

I couldn’t believe the last thing I heard. She said, ‘Shawn, I’m pregnant and you are the father.’ I literally dropped the telephone. I picked it up. ‘It’s not possible. I can’t father children, you know that.’ ‘Shawn, did you ever have your sperm tested to see if you could have kids?’ ‘No, mom told me…’ ‘I talked to your mom too, and she said that there was a good chance that you couldn’t have kids. She also said that she never had you checked out and she didn’t think you were ever...

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My Big Mistake Part 1

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Fucking Sister By Mistake

Hi, this is Navamanmadudu011 again. Thanks for all those who have mailed me for my earlier story ‘Only once with sister’. This is my second story and I hope you will enjoy this as well and mail me to let me know your feelings. This incident took place just six years ago with in a couple of months after my marriage. I loved Sudha, who was my college friend, whom I adored very much. Sudha looks exactly like actress Sneha (whom I think is the sexiest of all actress) She looks more beautiful when...

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A Big Mistake

A Big Mistake By MistressD Dec 2019 Bobby is addicted staring at his his female coworkers. He uses it as fuel for his collection of dark sexual fantasies. His coworkers consider him a creepy visual rapist who needs to be taught a lesson. Lately, Bobby has become quite successful at creating fantasies that seem incredibly real and lifelike. A seemingly slight mistake forces Bobby into unknown territory. Rating XXX, [email protected] - - Bobby Mathews is a wimp. To...

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Estellas One Mistake

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Aliquis mistake

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Mistake repeated

Hi readers. I’m Kumar here, I’ve been reading this stories for long time. And use to fantasy the story happening to me and use to shag. But how long. One day it was over. I joined for new job in Hyderabad. In well know company. It has been hard time to get a home for a bachelor. At I got a good house owner who believed in my word and rented their single bed room portion. Then as usual my fantasy continued. In my next portion there leaved a couple, as usually my intentions were clear with the...

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Marital Mistake Mended

Marnie had made a serious mistake which she discovered on her wedding night. She had respected Martin’s wish to save sex for that special occasion. None of the dozen boys and men she fucked before her wedding showed any restraint when offered access to her body. It wasn’t too difficult for her to be celibate with him during the six-month engagement. A boyfriend, Phil, had been screwing her quite well a couple times a week for the past year and he continued to service her hornies during her...

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Walters Huge MistakeChapter 19

After that afternoon with Kiki and Dana, my little world quickly started to unravel. It began, as most disasters do, simply, with Dana telling Brenda about our little session with Kiki and Walter, and then bragging to her about how she had turned Kiki out to girls. Brenda couldn't wait to get on the telephone to tell Audrey all about it. Audrey didn't exactly dump me right away. What she did was far worse. She started cheating on me. The worst part was that she did it all behind my back,...

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Honeymoon Gone Wrong 8211 Part 1 My Mistake

Vineet Sisodiya, 29 years old and the eldest in my family with three younger brothers. Being well settled, my parents forced me into my marriage. I accepted and got married to Chaitali. Chaitali comes from a small town and is a graduate of Arts. Chaitali is magnificent beauty. She’s 5’ 7” tall, perfectly shaped figure, 34-sized firm boobs, 28-sized waists, 34-sized huge butts and fair skin tone. She has a beautiful face cut and long hair with pink lips. Though I have seen some bold pictures on...

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When Mistakes happen Chapter 2

Miss Summers watched as April left her office before standing up and without knocking went straight into Miss Coe’s Study. Miss Summers glared at Miss Coe and demanded sternly, "Who asked you to cane April?"Miss Coe looked up in surprise and replied, "I thought you said last night that April would be coming to my Study for a caning?"Miss Summers retorted quickly, "I said no such thing. What I said was that April would be coming to your Study this morning and you were going to tell her that she...

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The Mistake2

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A Mistake

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Mistake and Triumph

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Abigails Gift

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Abigail

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Abigail three chapters

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Abigail and MoiraChapter 9

"What were ye doing?" A stern voice cried, and the woman helped Abigail to her feet. "What were ye up to? Silly lass. Nearly got yourself killed." Abigail swayed slightly as she stood on her feet and the woman parked Abigail on a garden wall. "I'm fine," Abigail muttered, but the woman told her to stay there while she parked the car out of the middle of the road, and then escorted the teenage girl some stairs for a "cup of tea." Abigail's foot hurt, and her ankle was sore. She...

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Abigail at Home and at School Ch 03

ABIGAIL MAKING PEOPLE HAPPY On Wednesday afternoon at the private school, Abigail could be found in the gymnasium with the three physical education teachers. Lori Johnson, Bart Wilson and Gary Thornton were naked and coupled together on an exercise mat. Gary had his stiff dick buried in Abigail’s incredible sexy student as Lori munched on the teen’s tasty pussy. Bart with his cock in Abigail’s mouth waited patiently for his turn at her marvelous ass. Abigail was on all fours with Lori beneath...

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Abigail the Babysitter

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Abigail Forsythe Ch 01

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Abigail Jeff are Hypnotized Ch 1

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Historia 8 La Cita 2 Parte

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Abigail Jeff are Hypnotized Ch 2

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Compartments

Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis.Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets blown out of the sky and you...

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Compartments

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Mias Service Part 1 A Deliberate Mistake

She heard the heavy wooden door that had admitted the cold wind slam shut. At the end of the corridor, the Beastkin servant that kept the dungeon records looked up from her ledger and gave Mia a sympathetic glance. Approaching footsteps echoed and the girl returned to her work. Mia turned her head to watch the stairs, though she knew who was approaching. It was well known, and a source of some scandal, that princess Liana disciplined her servants personally. Sure enough the princess came into...

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A Very Big Mistake

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There Must Be a Mistake Ch 06

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A Mistake Corrected

I had been frustrated while in college. In order to avoid the draft, I was enrolled in ROTC. Unfortunately, the unit was a Military Police unit and I wanted to be a doctor. My grandfather was a physician but my dad, his son, was in Insurance. He had his own independent agency and was doing very well financially. I wanted nothing to do with insurance or business in general. My focus was medicine. For this I needed exceptionally good grades and all the prerequisite courses required by medical...

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There Must Be A Mistake Ch 27

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