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Baby is crying next to me on my bed. Baby, the head of the estate staff and my personal assistant' is my most trusted slave. The other day she had not performed her duties to my satisfaction and so I had her spanked by the estate's disciplinarian, Mistress Bitchcraft. An occasional corrective punishment is nothing out of the norm for Baby, for any of my slaves in fact. But Tracy's first torture session had me riled up. Beating Tracy's tender flesh in earnest for the first time was a true delight. But it gave me the desire to hurt a woman through sex. But not Tracy. My first time with her must wait. I was suddenly struck by the thought of Baby. As a funny play on words, she was later struck by me. Ah, torture humor. Funny.

I'm losing my place. While Tracy is being cleaned up for another session, I took Baby. As I mentioned, she's no stranger to corrective punishment upon occasion. This was...ugly. I am currently laying on my back, enjoying my post orgasm numbness. Looking over at Baby, I see what I've done to her. She's lying as still as a corpse, as she knows to do. Even so, she shivers and cries a little, unable to help herself. I am intimate friends with the term 'hatefuck'. The word isn't angry enough to describe the force with which I had entered Baby.

Baby was always pretty. I'm not sure she'll be pretty anymore. Maybe. Maybe not. I am a violent man. I know this. Every couple of years I seriously hurt a slave. Baby's face is now a mess of black bruises and blood. She sucks air through swollen lips, her nose being broken. Every minute or so, she forces herself to swallow. Poor thing passed out three of four times from my strangling her during the rape. My right hand dangles off of the side of the bed. I flick my fingers, getting rid of a bit of some of her hair still clutched in my had. Looking over at her, I stiffen a bit. The sight of her breasts, covered in bleeding bite marks, arouses me. I glance down her body, eyeing her bruised legs. Hmm, I managed to make her bleed from the rape. Baby's no stranger to forceful sex. I'm a little bit proud of myself.

"Get up." I tell her. She involuntarily jumps at the sound of my voice. Years of training can't stop her from reacting to the things I've just done to her. Yes, I am proud of myself.

Baby gets out of bed, standing at the end while waiting further instruction.

"Dance for me. And touch yourself." I tell her, not really watching. I can tell she swings her hips, tender as they are. I think she's caressing her breasts with her free hand. All the while she cries.

I lay back and enjoy the fact that even after everything I've done to her, all the years of abuse and imprisonment culminating in tonight's violation, she still obediently follows my every instruction no matter how degrading. Men cultivate vast fortunes and run for public office in a pathetic attempt to gain what I have over Baby.
Power.
I swing my legs off the bed and stand up. I walk over to her and, with no indication of what I have in mind, strike Baby upside the head. She falls to the ground without a sound, her training coming back to her.

"You're a whore, Baby! First among all my slaves, but you're still a whore. This has been a reminder. To the slaves, you're the boss. To me, your dogshit on my heel." I shove her face back down to the ground with my foot as I say this last part. "Understand?

"Yes daddy." She replies. I think I hear a twinge of disgust in her voice. It's nice.

"Stay where you are, turn your face up to me, keep your mouth shut and your eyes open." She obeys me without hesitation. I grasp my penis and aim towards her now upturned face. She knows what's about to happen, doing nothing to stop it.

The gentle burn that signals the oncoming relief flows through the length of my shaft. The golden stream of urine falls through the air towards Baby, who takes it in the face. She forcefully blinks from the steady sting as my piss dribbles into her eyes, but trying hard to keep them open. Her breathing becomes labored as some of it finds it's way up her nose. Her swollen lips tighten as she forces herself to stay as she is. Gripping my shaft I alternate aiming at her ample breasts, down to her cunt and all over her face. She coughs and gags a few times, but through it all she maintains a neutral attitude to the degradation. Spent, I flick a few drops in her direction.
Looking down at her, covered in my piss, beaten, bloodied and bruised, an true sense of disgust wells up within me.
"When I come back I'll want to see that you've licked all that up. You'll be sleeping right were you are tonight, so get comfortable. You'll resume your regular duties when I awake tomorrow."
"Yes daddy, thank you." Baby answers, before lowering face to the cement floor and begins lapping from the pool of urine around her.

I leave my room and walk down the corridor to Tracy's room. Outside is Whore 3, standing at attention with her arms behind her.

"Rapewhore has been cleaned and put to bed?" I ask.

"Yes daddy." She replies.

I slide open a slit in the door and look through. Against the far wall is a small dog cage. Inside is Tracy, curled up in a fetal position. Around her neck is a leather collar, which is chained to the cage. Neither the collar, the chain nor the cage are locked. They are symbolic. Tracy stays where she has been instructed to sleep, quietly sobbing. The sight is beautiful, in a sadistic sort of way.

"Suck me." I quietly tell the Whore without taking me eyes off of Tracy.

The Whore drops to her knees, the latex she wears making sexy squeaking noises. She takes my manhood into her mouth and begins to suck it's length. I don't intend to orgasm, but I enjoy the sensation of a slaves mouth massaging my cock. My right hand grasps the Whore's latex covered head as it bobs up and down. After a few minutes I pull myself from her mouth.

"You'll sleep with me tonight. Do not move throughout the night."

"Yes daddy. Thank you daddy."

Even the most loyal of slaves get little more than a thing cot to sleep on. The few occasions I have a slave in my bed overnight are one of the few luxuries they have. I close the slit in the door and make my way back to my room, the Whore following me close behind. I enter just in time to see Baby slurping up the last of my urine from the floor. Wordlessly I walk around her and lay down on my bed, pulling the covers over me. The Whore lays down next to me, laying on her back perfectly still.

I lay next to her a long time, listening to the labored breathing of Baby at the foot of the bed. Absently, my finger finds it's way to the Whore's nipple. Slowly circling the aureola, hardening the nipple. I gently squeeze it and give it a twist. I think back on the days events. Torturing Tracy, making her cum from pain. Raping Baby. I find myself biting into the Whore's shoulder without realizing it. Obediently, she makes no sound or movement. I fall asleep like that, biting the Whore and playing with her nipples.

***

My sleep was very refreshing. I'm reading the days paper after my breakfast, enjoying the morning. Normally I would be doing all of this in the actual rays of the morning sun. But as is my like, while training a new slave I spend the first few days completely in the basement.

I fold the paper and drop it on the table.

"You can take this away." I say to the maid, who has been standing in the corner awaiting further instruction.

"Yes, daddy." She says, shuffling forward in her awkward steps. The jingle jangle of her ankle restraints mark every step she takes in her 8'' heels. She carefully leans forward to take away my tray, making sure to not hurt herself by moving incorrectly. The anal hook she wears isn't sharp, but the wrong move could do real damage. I give her a playful swat on the ass as she leaves. I find myself in a good mood.

Because of Tracy. Because of what I am going to do to Tracy today. But I'm going to wait until later tonight. The Whores will be putting Tracy through basic instruction for another hour, which is exceedingly boring to watch and should not be interrupted. I'll keep myself busy for a while.

I find myself walking the halls of the dungeon that takes up the entire basement of my estate. Considering the main building of my estate is 92,000 square feet, I am proud to boast the world's largest sex dungeon. Most of it goes unused. The back part acts as slave housing, with it's own controlled entrance. A handful of rooms act as training and disciplinary spaces. Mistress Bitchcraft's living and personal gym are located down here as well. The space is only really used during my get togethers. Every other year I host an international rape and torture festival for a week. Other professional kidnappers and slave trainers as well as the sadistic social elite meet, celebrate and network. It really is the 'IT' place to be. But usually, as now, the place is empty.

I make my way towards the slave sleeping areas, thinking I may do a random inspection. As I pass a door with a coded panel next to it, I change my mind. I quickly enter the 9 digit code and open the door, climbing the short stairway behind it.

As my slaves are routinely injured, either through my beating and raping them or through actual discipline, I have a medical doctor employed. I secured her services after her release from prison. She had been convicted of certain going ons with her young daughter. I myself find the matter distasteful, but she really was a perfect choice. Desperate for work and a new life, morally flexible. Physically attractive. It matters not. All my slaves are of age.

Dr. Goode is at her computer when I enter. From the reflection off of her glasses, I can tell she quickly closes whatever window she had been looking at when she notices me.

"Uh, hello sir. Is there anything I can do for you?" She asks, pulling her dress down and smoothing it as she stands to greet me. She is fond of red dresses under her white coat and black shoes and wears them now. Even though she doesn't work in public, she still dresses beautifully and wears impeccable make up. She even does her hair nicely every morning. Her short, curly, dark brown hair parted down the middle frames her round face wonderfully.

"Nothing in particular, doctor. I find myself with an hour and little to do. As it's been sometime since I've checked up on your patients I've decided to rectify the situation."

Dr. Goode being gay, has always been somewhat uncomfortable with my nudity. Despite my open robe, she smiles and picks up her clipboard from her desk.

"Certainly, sir. Starting with the newest case, you did a number on Baby last night. Three broken ribs, a cracked tooth and some vaginal tearing. In and out in under two hours, though I would ask that she not be required to have sex for a couple of weeks." Dr. Goode flips a page.

"You sent a girl down here a couple of days ago to have her knees broken and her nipples cut off. She's in a cast now and the nipples are healing nicely. Would you like to see?" She asks.

"Yes, please." I reply. I'm keen to see how the slave is holding up.

On a hospital bed behind a curtain lies the red headed slave who wouldn't keep her eyes to the ground. Her legs in fresh plaster casts, winched at an angle. Black sutures close the wounds on her breasts, where her nipples used to be. Her eyes widen at the site of me, but she stays still.

"How are you feeling today?" Dr. Goode asks.

"Very well, doctor. Thank you." The slave responds in an even tone.

Dr. Goode returns her attention to me. "Would you like to move on?"

"Not yet." I reply, before turning to the bed ridden slave. "Slave?"

"Yes daddy." She asks, the perfect slave.

"Why did this happen to you?"

She swallows hard before answering. "Because I was bad and disobeyed you, daddy. I did not keep my eyes to the floor as you instructed me too." As she speaks, I enjoy the sound of her Yorkshire accent. The northern lilt isn't the most refined, but I've always liked it.

"What else happened as part of your punishment?" I ask.

"You...had men sent to rape my younger sister, daddy. Bad enough that she would never conceive a child." She stays as still as a marble statue as she speaks, afraid of doing something wrong.

"Yes, you did make that happen. Baby informed me that your sister was successfully raped. Six men took her off the streets and abused her for about three hours. As the report she read to me makes it seem, she'll never make you an aunt. Something to do with a lead pipe and a hammer being used. But you'll be happy to hear that the doctors taking care of her are keeping an extra close eye on her. She tried to hang herself so she's been placed on suicide watch." I tell the slave.

Her lip quivers ever so slightly. My cock stiffens ever so slightly. Dr. Goode move her clipboard ever so slightly so as to block her view of it. I smile ever so slightly.

"Now thank me." I tell the slave.

Without hesitation, she obeys. "Thank you daddy. I was bad and needed to learn my place. Thank you for breaking my legs. Thank you for cutting my nipples of. And thank you for...hurting my sister."

"You are welcome, slave. And if ever you want it all to happen again, I will oblige. In the meantime, has Dr. Goode been taking care of you?"

"Yes, daddy" I turn from her to Dr. Goode. "Doctor?"

"I've molested her twice. She can't eat pussy worth shit." Dr. Goode answers. "Is that alright, sir?"

"Any other slaves?" I ask, ignoring her question. Dr. Goode takes this to mean that it is, in fact, alright. She flips the page on her clipboard and reads.

"Lastly it's the blowjob slave. Her teeth have all been removed. It should be another week before I recommend using her, though. Would you like to see her as well?" She asks.

"I think not. Tell me of The Hole." We make our way back to her desk.

"Everything's fine, as I understand it. We have to feed her through a tube now and hydrate her through an IV because she tried to starve herself to death. Other than that, all the surgeries went well. She healed nicely. Unless I hear something from the kennels, I won't be seeing her outside of the usual check ups."

I bite the inside of my lip, thinking. "Tell me...would you be able to castrate her if I asked you to?"

Dr. Goode grimaces at the suggestion. "Well, yes. It's not that hard to cut of a clitoris. Is it something you'd like done?"

"Not yet. I'm hoping the threat of it done without anesthetic will make her more compliant." I answer. I eye Dr. Goode's reaction to my comment. She takes it well.

"Well, sir, if ever you would need me to do it, I can perform the procedure."

"I'd want it filmed, naturally." I explain.

"Oh...naturally."

"I'll get back to you on the matter." I turn and leave the doctor to her business and make my way down the stairs. Entering the dungeon corridor again, I continue down to the slave housing area. The slaves live in a series of dormitory like rooms. Kitchens and bathrooms are off to one side, all open without walls or stalls. The lack of privacy helps keep everyone honest. Some slaves are sleeping between their shifts. Further down the rows of beds I see a Headmistress dressing down a slave.

The Headmistress' are the four most senior slaves of the estate. The wear baby doll shoes, a red plaid skit and a white button shirt. They maintain the slave's schedule and keep things running, second to only Baby and Mistress Bitchcraft. The Headmistress, B if I am correct, slaps the slave across the face. I hear something about being late for kitchen duty. I don't really pay attention.

I walk the length of the room. Each slave who is awake stand at attention as I approach and pass them, as they are expected to do. Footsteps approach from behind.

"Daddy. Is there something that I can do for you?" Headmistress B asks. I turn. The Headmistress stand at attention, arms behind her back. She has her blond hair pulled tight back in a sever ponytail. I've always found ponytails very fetching in a woman who disciplines other women.

I do have some time to kill. "Put on a show for me."

"Yes, daddy. Is there anything you would like to see?" She asks.

"Surprise me." I tell her.

"Yes, daddy." The Headmistress nods. She points over to a slave, a chubby blond girl. "You, bring a chair for daddy to sit in. And you, get down on all fours between daddy and myself. And you, bring some lubricant." Two slaves hurry off as instructed as a petite brown haired girl gets down on all fours. On her knees she rests her forearms on the cement floor, arches her back and raises her face to me.

"You, come here." The Headmistress points to a very tall blond girl. She has short blond hair and blue eyes. I think she might be the Scandinavian girl I acquired two years ago. The Headmistress whispers something in her ear. The Scandinavian girl nods. The chubby slave comes with a folding chair for me and I take a seat as the other slave arrives with a tube of KY jelly.

I look over to the chubby slave and tell her to kneel beside me. I take her head into my lap and begin to pet her head as if she was a cat.

The Headmistress stands of to one side at attention, giving the floor to the Scandinavian slave and the petite slave. The Scandinavian slave squeezes the tube of KY jelly onto her right had, which she has made into a fist. Smearing it amply over her fist she gets down on her knees behind the other slave.

"Take it." She tells the petite slave and begins to insert her hand into the petite slaves asshole. By the petite slaves reaction, she is not overly used to anal penetration. She begins to groan in pain, sucking in air and painfully gasping. Still she tries hard not to move away from the penetration.

I am unable to quite see who much she has forced into the small slave ass as of yet, but I would guess a few fingers are already inside of her.

"Take it." The tall blond slave says again. The larger girl hurting the smaller girl, telling her to take it is really a thing to see. I imagine I'll showcase something like this at the next festival.

My cock stiffens.

"Take it." The tall slave repeats. The small slave's first scream rings out as more of the taller slave's fist makes it's way inside of her.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" She screams out. A desperate expressions spreads along the petite slave's face. She wants to stay and obey her instructions, but she is clearly in too much pain.

The Scandinavian slave forces her arm visibly forward into the petite slave. "Take it." She says. The petite girl shrieks louder, her voice cracking. She begins to try and crawl away, but the larger slave wraps her free hand around the little girls waist and pulls her back. "Take it!" She commands the smaller slave, slamming her fist deeper into the small anus of the girl.

"AHHHHHHHHH! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The petite slave howls in pain as the Scandinavian pushes deeper. Having pulled the smaller girl back by the waist, show now partially holds her back end up in the air so as to refuse her escape. The angle offers an excellent view of the Scandinavian pushing deeper into the smaller slave, her wrist passing into the small girls anus.

"Take it!" Again she commands and further she pushes into the asshole wither her wrist. The petite slave struggles. But the Scandinavian holds her tight and pushes further in. "Take it." Deeper and deeper her arm goes. The small girl thrashes against the much larger slave, shrieking in agony as her insides are filled up by the Scandinavian. The large blond slave's chant of 'Take it' continues as she forces more and more of her arm up into the little slave. Soon the Scandinavian's elbow reaches the painfully stretched rectum. The petite slave's face is twisted in pain and agony, wet with a stream of tears coming down her face.

"TAKE IT!" The Scandinavian screams. She begins to violently piston her arm inside the little girl, raping the slave's asshole with her arm. The petite slave is shocked into silence as this new pain rips through her body. She begins to scream. Her voice, which I assume must have been very high pitched, is now raw from screaming. Her shrieks sound very primal as her violation continues. Along the Scandinavian slave's arm I begin to see a red smear form. More and more she punches her arm in and out of the smaller slave, beating her from the inside out. The blood from the obvious tear deep inside her slowly spreads and coats the blond slaves arm.

"TAKE IT!" She screams again, pulling her left arm away from the waist of the petite slave. She makes a fist and quickly punches the small girl in the back of the head. Immediately she then pulls her arm out of the girl's anus. The smaller slave gives a long, howling shriek as the is emptied and then collapses against the cement, loudly crying. As the Scandinavian slave sits on her knees, panting. She keeps both her fists slightly raised, as if she had just won some sort of competition. Her right arms is smeared red with a little brown.

My cock throbs. I push the chubby slave away and sit still. One touch. One breath. One anything. My cock is ready to spontaneously cum, desperate to release my load. I don't want to. For long moments we all stay like that. Me, not moving in my chair, the Scandinavian slave panting with raised fists and the petite slave sobbing into the cement.

Eventually, I clear my throat. "Headmistress B?" I say.

"Yes, daddy?" She answers, still at attention.

"Reward yourself and these two. Well done."

"Thank you, daddy." The three slaves answer in unison, the petite slave through muffled sobs of pain.

I let my slaves have simple rewards from time to time. Ice cream. Use of playing cards. That sort of thing. This was definitely worth it.

I'm ready. This was more than perfect. I stand and walk away from the slave dormitory, my erect cock bouncing before me. I make a strait line to my next destination. The Whores should be done with Tracy now.

I'm taking her virginity this very second. No more waiting.

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Sean watched out his kitchen window as the scene unfolded in his backyard. The girl, a young teen, led a strange man toward the rear of Sean’s property, to the rickety old shed. He watched her grow frustrated, and then mad, when she found the shed padlocked.Sean grinned, in his kitchen, as he reached into his pocket, removing his key-ring and examining the two shiny new Master-Lock keys. As he watched, the teen seemed to make a decision, and she led her man around to the side of the shed. She...

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Tracy

Some of you will have read my other stories this one is a little different as I was not around when this happened or indeed know any thing about it until afterit had happened.I had to go away with my work for a few days on training course so Tracy was to left alone at home. I phoned Tracy when I arrived at the hotel just to let her know I had arrived safely. Tracy tod me that a friend of ours (I will call him Dan) had phoned and asked if he could stay for a couple of nights. Tracy had said no...

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Tracy the Crack Whore part ll

Sean wrapped up at work early. It was a blistering hot and sunny spring day and he couldn’t concentrate, all he thought about was Tracy. He was a small-town boy from the mountains in the Southwest and had never been exposed to anyone like her. On the way home, he stopped at Walgreen’s to pick up some bathroom supplies and beer and found some other cool stuff, too. Getting back into his truck, he cracked open a beer and pulled out of the parking lot, his mind on Tracy again, the blow job she had...

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Tracy and Dad Chapter Four

Once everyone was up and ready to go they all piled into the SUV and drove to the lakeside village just south of the cabin. John and Chris got dropped off at the marina to get the boat and do some fishing. The girls were going to do some shopping in town and grab lunch at the coffee shop. They would meet up again around three at the marina.“What time is it,” Nicole asked Tracy.Tracy was staring at her phone and didn’t look up as she replied, “Five after three.”They were sitting in the marina...

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Tracy Dad Part Four

“What time is it,” Nicole asked Tracy. Tracy was staring at her phone and didn’t look up as she replied, “Five after three.” They were sitting in the marina parking lot waiting for John and Chris. Nicole was people watching while Tracy texted and Cassie played a game on her phone. They had had a good day together exploring the small shops in the village. After lunch they had done some grocery shopping for dinner tonight and drove back to the cabin to drop off the food. “I see them,” Nicole...

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Daddy and Mommy Seduce Tracy

"Fuck yes! Fuck yes! Fuck yes! You fucking bastard! Fuck me like I'm Tracy...Fuck me like I'm Tracy..." Tonya was growling into her husband's neck as his thick cock drilled in and out of her tight ass. Her pussy was done. He'd been pounding away at it off and on for a couple of hours, and it needed to rest. Todd's thick cock was hard, and abusive on her soft, fleshy, wet insides. He had left her pussy sore, red, and inflamed after so much pounding, and squirting. Her clit was on fire from the...

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Heavens Reach Brandon and TracyChapter 4 Learning Arts

The following morning they wake-up, once again entwined in each other’s arms and legs, with Brandon up moments before Tracy. He is again watching her as she comes up out of sleep and opens her eyes. Seeing him there, looking at her with a smile, Tracy cannot help but to kiss him deeply, followed by her grinding herself against him, as he is covering her with his body as he supports himself on his elbows. Though aroused and full of desire, they quickly get out of bed, get dressed and head to...

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Tracyrsquos Bondage Photoshoot

This how we managed to have a threesome with Tracy for the first time without her knowledgeThis picture story involved Me Terry and my Wife Tracy and Bill an old family friendIt all started with some pictures of Bill’s ex-Wife on an old laptop A couple of weeks ago I got a call from Bill an old friend asking for my help with his laptop which had broken down. I said for him to bring it over on Saturday morning.He arrive with it on Saturday as planed after 20 minutes of testing it I told him the...

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Tracy spends a year with usthe begining

After an amazing weekend with Tracy and Jen, Tracy and her husband left and went back home. Jen got a very excited call a couple weeks later that she was in fact expecting. Both Tracy and her husband were so excited, and of course only Tracy had any idea that something other than just good luck was at work. As was typical, a couple months went by without us seeing them, and thus getting an opportunity to have any more fun together. I enjoyed Jen's instable desire for sex (including...

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Mark Tracy Ch 02

‘There’s an accident on the Eisenhower that has traffic backed up for miles,’ came the traffic reporter’s voice from the radio. ‘No shit,’ thought Tracy. She’d been sitting in the rush hour traffic for nearly an hour and knew that there must have been something in the way of accident to have the traffic this backed up. Chicago traffic was by far the worst. She hated the traffic but had to go for an appointment that afternoon. Having finished it, she thought that she may miss the majority of...

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Tracy Meets Her Cyber Lover

Tracy Park was going to do something out of the ordinary.  She had met somebody online and was going to meet up with them.  They chatted online every day for the past three months.  Their cyber sessions were extremely naughty and always made her orgasm.They usually chatted online and would role-play.  They both took their time creating storylines that were very involved.  She would never masturbate until the very end.  Her friend was sometimes late with his replies which probably meant he was...

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Sonnet 57Chapter 17 Tracy Rides Again

Chapter Introduction In London, Tracy falls into the trap set by Petra and her Father; Jennifer and Joe enjoy a chance meeting over lunch; Angela Dawney moves up Scott Anderson’s agenda; and Jennifer gains a new perspective on some past events. The Uninvited Guest We are back in London. Joe has been to University College Hospital again for a review with the surgeons who cared for him after he was assaulted. Of course, it’s good to have their expertise but every examination just means that...

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Dear Diary Spying on Tracy

Introduction: Dominiqua details what she caught her friend doing. ​ Dearest Diary, I have never wanted to get home to you more than I did this morning. I have a whopper of a story I want to tell and I cant tell anyone but you, at least right now. I am still in shock and disbelief as to what I saw, and it was the most stimulating and intense experience I have ever seen. As you know Tracy has been my friend since kindergarten and we are the best of friends. We got even closer back in the...

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Tracy My Sister In Law Shows Me the Way

Tracy and her other sister picked us up at the airport. I noticed Tracy, then in college – a blonde Midwestern beauty, and was immediately attracted to her. We were driven to their parent’s home, and had lunch. Through the weekend, I got to know all of my wife-to-be’s family, including Tracy. Tracy was dating, in College, and not very interested in me, so didn’t notice that I was giving her my undivided attention. My wife and I married in the summer of 1990. Over the years, Tracy and I...

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Tracy in TroubleChapter 5

They all left the jewelry store, with Tracy in front of the other girls. They watched as she wiggled her cute little ass for them and began to think of all the possibilities they could have with this little toy of theirs. Tracy, on the other hand was trying to think of how she would explain the new jewelry to her parents, should they ever see it. They were very strict about these things and wouldn’t even allow her to get her ears pierced. Now she had her belly button pierced and a chain...

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Tracy in TroubleChapter 17

The girls woke up on Sunday morning, the same way they went to sleep, with Tracy’s tongue in their pussies. They were really enjoying this, and made plans that from now on whenever Tracy was with either or both of them, she would put them to sleep and wake them up eating their cunts. Once they were awake, they took care of their duties in the bathroom, and then allowed Tracy to do the same. A good pee and shit, then an ice cold shower. Next came breakfast and Tracy once again found herself...

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Mark Tracy

Gentle Readers – Just a little note to you all. This is my first submission to the site and it’s sort of plain vanilla compared to what I’ve written for myself and a ‘friend’ in the past. But, I found it to be somewhat fitting that I would use a first time with my lover as the topic for my foray into Erotic writing. This is more of a romantic story more then an erotic one. I hope you enjoy it and be gentle with your comments. Hopefully future stories that I submit will bring more of the kind of...

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Tracy

TracyTracy and I, her husband, David has been married for 18 years. We met while working for a local plastics company and I still work there, while she works there, part-time. We have 2 k**s, both are well into their teenage lives and we rarely see them, except when they need something etc.Tracy stands 5 feet-6 inches tall, and weighs 155lbs. She has a 38D-28-38 figure, and does her best at keeping it in shape. She has shoulder length blonde hair and her hair is naturally light brown, almost...

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Kayla and Tracy A Day in the Life

KALYA AND TRACY: A DAY IN THE LIFE By Brett Lynn Awoken by the sunlight, Kayla rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, then vaguely gazed at the city scene outside of her panoramic windows. Realizing that if was a bit cold to her left, she glanced over in that direction to confirm what she thought. "Damn, I must have slept a bit late," she muttered to no one in particular. Shaking the cobwebs out of her head, she pulled the sheet off of her, then sat up, feeling that now-familiar...

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Comforting Tracy after Catching Husband having an Affair

We talked on the phone for about 20 minutes and she seemed pretty upset. She agreed to come to my condo around 9PM. Right at 9 there was a knock on the door. I opened it and Tracy walked in. Tracy is attractive...blond hair, 43 year old , nice tits and nice legs and ass. I offered her a drink and she thanked me and finished it quickly. I gave her another one and soon after that she relaxed and became more talkative. We talked for about half an hour. During a lull in the conversation, I...

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Heavens Reach Brandon and TracyChapter 2

Arriving back at the inn, Tammi flashes a signal to the other Hei Guer sect members in the area around them. The sign that she gives them is the “All is good” sign as they enter the Twisted Oak. Upon receiving this signal all but one of her brothers and sisters depart, leaving a single watcher across the street. Inside the inn, Brandon leads the rest of them to the room. Once inside, Brandon takes a moment and sets up the sound canceling shell so they can speak without being overheard. The...

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Tracy in TroubleChapter 18

Tracy went into her house and straight to her bedroom. The girls had told her as soon as she was in the house, she had to strip naked, take the clamps off her pussy and attach them to her nipples. Then she was to fish the remainder of the hot dog out of her juicy cunt and put it in her mouth. She had to hold it in her mouth for a full five minutes, savoring her own juices before she could chew it up and swallow it. She did as she was told, and when she got the hot dog out of her pussy, it...

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Tracy in TroubleChapter 14

Tracy woke up before the other two, and as she opened her eyes, all she could see was pussy. She had fallen asleep between their legs and now was waking up between them. “MMMMM,” she thought, “maybe if I wake them up the same way I put them to sleep, they’ll be easier on me.” She started with Linda and got up close to her cunt and gently began to lick her. Tracy didn’t want to go too fast, for fear that she would wake up to quickly and be mad. So she just licked lightly until she felt Linda...

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Tracy in TroubleChapter 27

Once they were inside, the girls told Tracy to be sure to follow their instructions at all times, no matter what. First, they had her bend over in front of her brother, just to be sure everything was plainly seen. She bent over and Tim’s eyes got big, and he smiled. Of course, the girls were also looking and could see Tracy’s little butt cheeks poking out from under her skirt. Not enough to show everything, but just enough to get someone’s attention. Linda said, “Just right, now we can...

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Tracy II

The ladies toilet was empty, at least as far as I could see. Tracy picked the end cubical, her hands had already raised her dress to her hips, pausing, she watched me as she started to lower her panties.I stood mesmerised, as her hands lowered them. They slid down her thighs in one movement, as they stopped at her knees, she turned and backed into the cubical. Moving to the doorway, I watched as she sat down and I heard the water flow. At first her knees were together, with her hands clasping...

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Hi Im Tracy Tanner

Hi! I'm Tracy - Tracy Tanner ? and this is my story! I won't start at the beginning because I know you haven't got all day. The first thing you need to know is that my mother is a witch. Well, kind of. I've never seen her boiling eye of newt or heard her casting spells in Latin, but things just seem to happen around her. Especially to anyone who gets on her wrong side. I'll tell you what I mean. At our old house, our next door neighbour had a big German shepherd that always used to get...

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Tracy in TroubleChapter 12

Once out of the school, they headed for Linda’s car. They made Tracy walk in front of them, so they could watch her ass swinging. With each step, the short little tube top she wore as a skirt rode up her ass, exposing her ass cheeks. Both girls laughed and talked about many ideas they both had. They arrived at the car and Tracy stood beside the car, hands behind her back and legs spread. Some of the other students who had found out about her slavery stood close by to see what would happen...

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Tracy in TroubleChapter 21

Linda drove down the highway toward the college, making sure to go by as many truckers as she could, and blowing the horn to be sure they looked into her car and saw little Tracy spread out in the back seat. The truckers acknowledged her by blowing back, and waving. Everyone but Tracy was having a great time. Soon they were approaching the campus and the sorority house of KAT. Pulling up in front, Christina and Linda got out and told their little pet to “stay”, with instructions that when...

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Tracy and Dad Chapter Three

Tracy woke up early on the first full day at the cabin. She rolled over and unplugged her phone that was charging on the nightstand. She spent the next twenty minutes answering texts that had come in while she slept and going through her social accounts. Finally hunger got her out of bed. She threw on one of her dad’s old t-shirts that looked like a short dress on her small frame. She didn’t think anyone else was up so she would have to make herself breakfast. As she left her room she thought...

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Tracy in TroubleChapter 29

Kim was the first to step up and punish Tracy. As she approached her, Tracy began to think back of the time she stole Jim from her. She wanted him to be her boyfriend and promised him everything, just to be his girl. But, when he dumped Kim for her, she didn’t give him anything. Kim was pissed and never forgot what Tracy did to her. Now it was revenge time, and Tracy knew she would pay for being a cock teaser. Kim stood in front of her, but Tracy didn’t say a word. She just stared at Kim,...

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Tracy My Sister in Law Introduces me to BDSM

“So, something new”. “For you maybe. I’ve been a naughty girl. Been with a couple other guys who introduced me. Don’t worry, I won’t be gentle”. We went down to the basement. Tracy threw open the door. “Prepare to suffer in ecstasy”, she said, with an evil smile. I’d never seen anything like it. The first thing that caught my eye was a giant wooden X cross with chains. A stainless steel table with restraints. On the wall, whips and chains, ball gags. A stock for head and...

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Meeting Tracy

That probably doesn't set me apart from most of the guys writing on this site. What might, though, is the fact that I did very little about it until later in my high school "career." From the time I was 10 and figured out that thinking about the Pretty Blonde Girl in my class would somehow make my penis stand up straight, until I was 15, I hadn't so much as kissed a girl. I *wanted* to, of course. And once I figured out what to do with a hard-on once the effects of thinking about the...

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Tracy Dad Part Three

She was not too far down the hall when she heard giggling. So the twins were up. As she was about to knock on the partially open door she looked through the opening and saw the old dresser across the room and her hand stopped. The dresser had a large mirror attached to it and in the reflection Tracy could see the twins. Cassie was laying on her bed only wearing a small pink t-shirt and between her legs was Chris’s head. He was laying on his stomach in just his underwear. Tracy lowered her hand...

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Tracy

This was some years back, I was in L.A. for a week, so I looked up this girl I knew from school. Tracy had always said to give her a call if I was in town. Tracy was so excited to hear my voice. ‘Where are you staying?’ – I told her I was calling from the airport – Tracy said ‘Don’t get a hotel room – save money and stay at my place!’ She had this nice old house with a bit of a view, which she shared with a roommate. It was good to see Tracy again. Same cheerful smile, same good looks....

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Tracy in TroubleChapter 20

Tracy woke up Friday morning, just like she went to sleep the night before, her face buried in Christina’s cunt. She started licking her, so that Christina would be gently awakened for her day. Once she was awake, Tracy moved to Linda’s cunt to do the same. Soon, she was also awake and they got up to get things ready. The two girls used the bathroom and took nice warm showers, while Tracy waited on the floor beside the tub, on her knees. She had to pee, but knew she had to hold it until she...

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Tracy

Tracy Kent went to the dress shop to buy a dress for her dream date. Tracy worked as a bank teller and John Franks came in every Thursday she really liked him and today he asked her out, she wanted this for so long. So a new dress was in order. Walking into TORN DREAMS a dress shop she always wanted to shop at Tracy was greeted at the door by Grace a lady graceful long legs and very pretty she asked Tracy what she was looking for then took her to a rack of dresses that were perfect....

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Tracy Me Pt 1

**This is a true tale of sex, lies and temptation. The names have been changed to protect the guilty. The events in this story took place over a 2 year period about 5 years ago. It’s a long story, but I tried to make it as short as possible. Thanks for reading. Comment and rate please.** When I first laid eyes on my girlfriend Stacy, I thought she was everything I'd ever dreamed of. Her light brown eyes complimented her gorgeous bronze complexion. Her long, dark, wavy hair flowed over her...

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Tracy in TroubleChapter 22

Once back in the van, they headed to the KAT house to prepare for the night’s activities. Pulling up to the house, they ordered Tracy to crawl out on her hands and knees, and wait in the yard for them, on her knees, hands behind her head. She was so humiliated now, she did as she was told, not wanting any more punishment. She was in sight of anyone who happened to drive by, and some actually did, but she just hung her head in shame, trying not to look. The girls unloaded all the things from...

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The Early YearsChapter 5 Tracy

School was back in session and the basketball season had started. It looked to Don that his team would do well in conference play. In the pre-season games they had lost only one game and it was one in Don’s opinion they should have won if they had played better defense. The first game in conference play was against Jefferson High School which he thought would give a good indication of how they would do in conference play. They were Don’s school’s arch rival and a perennial basketball power....

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