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I honestly cannot recall how Sara and I made it back into the house after the scene in Mister Gabe's kitchen, but somehow we did. We entered through the kitchen and made it up the stairs past Molly and Mike who were still watching tv. It wasn't until we were standing in the darkened hallway at the top of the stairs that I realized that my daughter was still topless. Our sense of outrage at what we had witnessed – Mister Gabe driving nails through Jennifer's tits – had us both shaking and holding tightly to each other. We also realized that we had fled the scene leaving Sara's fiancé, Brock, behind.

We stared into each other's eyes, and held each other close for an eternity ... until we heard movement from below and realized that the kids were turning things off downstairs in preparation for heading to their bedrooms. I clutched my daughter's hand, and pulled her into my bedroom and softly closed the door behind us. We waited inside the door, still holding each other, while we heard Molly tell Mike good night, and then their bedroom doors opening and closing.

"Are you ok Sara? I asked softly.

She nodded slowly, pressing herself into me. I could hear her whisper into my chest, "I cannot believe that he did that to mom." A breath, and then she pulled back to look up at me, "I cannot believe that she refused to leave with us. What is wrong with her? Do you really think it is the wine?"

I nodded. "Yes ... or at least that is what started it. Mister Gabe as much as confirmed it for me yesterday. But that underlines what I told you and Erin ... do not drink anything coming from Mister Gabe ... he even spiked the water that I had today. You just cannot trust him ... and you know that he wants you in the worst way." I paused..."I don't know what is going to happen with your mom ... but I do know now that whatever it is, it will never be like it was before." I thought for a moment, "I am not going to do anything rash Sara, and we'll have to keep up pretenses, at least for a while, at least for the kid's sake. Can you do that?"

"Yes. Ok. Dad, don't leave her, please, please. It will be ok ... I just know that it will ... eventually." She breathed deeply, and began to unbutton my shirt. "She knew before the wedding ... she must have ... that is why she made sure that I would take her 'wifely' duties with you," and looking down I could see her face starting to change from the horror of earlier to a tenuous smile. How could this vixen transition so quickly?

I stopped her hands, holding them tightly in mine, "you are sure you are ok?"

She nodded again, "yes, daddy, I am as 'ok' with this as I can be. Besides, for at least as long as this goes on, you are mine." She giggled, "and Erin's, of course."

"What about everything you were made to do tonight? What about Brock?"

She cocked her head to one side, looking at me. "Dad, that is the odd thing ... while I 'was' made to do things tonight ... and while I was certainly surprised and shocked by some of it – like what Mr. MP did to me - really, none of it was something that I didn't 'want' to do. I just admitted that to myself. Do you understand? I think that the feeling of a lack of control just let me be more myself. I don't know how to explain it, but ... I am totally ok with things." She paused, and then confidently said, "yes, the more I think of it, the more that I know that I am totally ok with things. And ... daddy ... I want you to keep 'making' me do things," she pleaded.

Holy shit! A light bulb finally went off in my head. This was Jennifer, telling me that her father had given control to me years ago ... when we were first married. She had also been saying, without using words, that she 'wanted' me to take control ... just like Sara had just done. I just didn't 'get it' then, but I sure as fuck got it now. My eyes widened with the realization and I stood there in shock as my daughter looked, with concern, at me.

"You are a blessing my little girl," I said looking into her upturned face. And then I did a decidedly un-fatherly thing to his little girl. I pinched her two nipples, and twisted them sharply, leaning over into her gasp and pushing my tongue into her mouth. Roughly I frenched her for a moment and then stood up, releasing her. "What about Brock?"

"Oh, daddy ... that was so nice," as she rubbed her nips. "He is fine. We talked a whole bunch this week and we understand each other so much better than we did before Mister Gabe came along. Actually, I think that now that we 'are out in the open' so to speak, we are actually better than before. He understands that I like sex, a lot, and while he still has a few hang ups about you, in particular, porking 'his' girl, in general he is ok with it ... and I understand that he really likes fucking." She paused and looked up at me, "daddy, he really, really, likes fucking mom. Now that he knows the rules, he will probably fuck her as much as he can. The whole 'kink' thing really gets him going." She 'hmmm'd' to herself, "probably the same 'kink' thing that makes me want you to do me every which way from Sunday ... as often, and whenever you want. Probably the same thing that turns Erin's motor on so much with you too," she concluded.

"Now. Are you going to fuck me?"

I thought to myself about the 'rules' ... Jen could not say 'no' to any man ... which was what Sara was referring to. Brock would ask and my wife would do. As simple as that. "No, Sara. You go to bed ... your own bed tonight." I opened the door and pushed her, still topless, out into the hall, and closed it on her astonished face. I was grinning at her as I did so.

...

The next morning I awoke to the realization that someone was sitting on the bed beside me. I opened my eyes, surprisingly refreshed, to see Jennifer sitting there dressed as usual for a Sunday, in her tight blue jean cut offs and a droopy white t-shirt. She was gazing into my eyes, and reached over to softly brush a lock of my hair from my eyes. "Hello sleepy head," she murmured. Then she bent down and placed her lips close to my ear and whispered, "I love you David Dane. Nothing will ever change that, and don't you forget it." She kissed me softly on the cheek, on the lips and then she sat up again.

"I'm surprised to see you here," I said as I sat up with my back to the headboard.

"Why?"

"Welllll, after last night, I was pretty sure that I wouldn't see you here. I mean, I know that you would 'pass through' here to keep up appearances with the kids, but I didn't expect to see you sitting with me here."

"Hmmm," she murmured, and she glanced around the room, "Mister Gabe won't like this, so it probably won't happen too often." She paused, and looked into my eyes, "but I had to tell you that Dave, especially after last night."

I looked pointedly at her breasts, swinging freely under her top, "how are you?"

She smiled at me, "I'm fine, now." She moved slightly and then used both hands to pull her top up and off, exposing her breasts to me. "See, or ... not much to see." She pointed to two small dots, one on each breast, where I had seen the nails driven into her. "They close up as soon as the nails come out."

I took advantage of the situation and leaned into her and drew my tongue over her nipples to each dot, softly kissing both, "I'm sorry that that happened to you, my love."

"Me too, but please don't do that David. You know the rules and even though I already know that Mister Gabe is going to punish me for being here," and she waved her hand towards the nearly invisible camera, "let's not make it more than it has to be." She took a breath, "besides, I have to tell you something ... something that I want Mister Gabe to hear, that I absolutely know he will punish me for."

Very interested now, I still gently held her naked breasts in my hands, caressing them down to her nipples, "what?"

"We both know that I will do whatever Mister Gabe wants. I know that I will not be able to tell him that I did not like the nails at all last night. I know that I won't be able to tell him 'no' if wants to do that again, or some other form of body mutilation." She drew a breath and took both of my hands in hers, "but, my husband, I want you to promise me that if does try to do anything like that, or even if you find after the fact that he has done so, I want you to promise that you will take me away from him. Use force, and force me to stay away from him, and don't ever let me go back to him." She looked imploringly into my eyes, "I will probably fight you, but you must promise me right now that regardless of anything ... you will get me away from him."

Solemnly I leaned into my wife and kissed her on the lips and then said, "I do solemnly swear to do as you have just requested."

Jennifer stood up and immediately pulled her shirt over herself, "I better get out of here and downstairs with the kids before Mister Gabe comes storming in." She smiled and said to herself as she turned to the door, "although that could be fun." She got to the door and paused again, turning back to me with one hand on the doorknob, "by the way ... where is our daughter? I thought she would be in bed with you?"

"No, not last night Jen."

"She is taking care of you though? Yes?"

I smiled slowly, "just as much as Brock is taking care of you?"

She smiled back, "that boy is very energetic."

"Sara says that he really, really, likes fucking you my dear."

"Well, I won't be able to say this about everybody, I'm sure, but he is, or will be family, so it certainly doesn't bother me." She grinned again, "and what is the truth behind the rumour about Erin? 'C' was saying that you are fucking our daughter's best friend?"

"Yup," now I was grinning broadly. "Actually, she is my sex slut. My very own. I took her cherry too."

We both were smiling, and then at the same time broke out into laughter. "Well, Alice," I said to my wife, "we are both well down the rabbit hole ... but maybe it won't be as bad as it looked." I waved at her and finished, "stay in touch dear."

She turned the knob, opened the door to Molly walking by outside, and headed out into her day.

Well, I thought to myself, this is going to be my life until he gives her back to me. Bad, but perhaps it would not be as bad as I was thinking last night. I could 'live' with this situation ... especially with Sara's and Erin's help. And I could sense that the big fucking black bastard was going to test things ... test me ... every chance he could get.

...

A bit about work. I had returned to work the Monday after Jen had come to see me ... the Monday immediately following the end of her honeymoon, and tumultuous party at Mister Gabe's wherein I had discovered that my Managing Partner (MP) at work was also part of Mister Gabe's 'family'. At some point in time Mister Gabe had taken Mrs. MP as a wife, and used her like he was now using Jen. MP came to see me to repeat what he had said at the party ... nothing in Mister Gabe's 'world' would affect our working relationship. This is the guy would had told me that he knew, months beforehand, that Mister Gabe had every intention of taking Jennifer. This is the guy who made me, while I was not in full control of my actions, hold Jennifer so that he could fuck her. I had felt every thrust he made in to her. There was absolutely no way that our working relationship could ever be the same.

I vowed that I would start to look for anouther firm to move to. Since I now knew that the black bastard was a client of MP's, I also vowed to figure out a way to hurt him in some way ... some way that would really mean something to him. It was going to take some time, and some work, but I would find it.

...

Erin's boyfriend – July 2011

It was the middle of summer – long hot days, plenty of time spent by the pool. We had evolved into a routine of sorts. Jen and the kids, including Sara, were on summer break from school. Brock was working full time for his dad's land development company, although he spent most evenings either at our house, or out somewhere with my daughter. I was working normal summer hours which equated to 50 hour weeks instead of the 60 or 70 hours that sometimes happen. "C" was a frequent addition to our family times, at the pool, and even in the house. She seemed to spend more time with us than elsewhere. Sometimes I wondered whether she was keeping an eye on us for the frequently absent Mister Gabe, or just genuinely enjoyed being with us. Her and Jen seemed to be very close, and I could see an older sister kind of relationship developing between her and my kids as well. None of that bothered me as I truly liked "C" as well. In fact I had spent a few evenings with her after Jen had departed our bedroom to be with her 'husband'.

That still bothered me, I cannot deny it. While each day started with Jennifer giving me a platonic kiss, it always ended with her walking through the closet to the other side of the house.

Sara and Brock's wedding was fast approaching. They wanted to get hitched before they started university in the fall, and it had been decided that they would live in the guest suite in our house while they were married and at school. Brock's dad had already said that as soon as Brock graduated (three years), then Mister Gabe would get his notice to depart and Brock and Sara could take ownership of the other side of the house.

Today, Saturday, there were a bunch of people gathered on our patio. The purported reason for the gathering was to work out final details of the wedding. It had already been decided that the wedding would take place at a large downtown church – while there weren't too many folks to invite from Sara's side of the new family, Brock's side seemed to have bred like lemmings and there were a lot of them. For the same reason, even though I had originally thought that the reception afterward would be at our house, the guest list had simply outgrown the space, so Brock's dad had rented the 'Castle' hotel (that I described earlier) for the reception.

I didn't really know what else there was to plan, but regardless, that was the reason for the gathering. Brock and Sara, Brock's best man Tim (he was also eighteen with no girlfriend to speak of), Erin (Sara's Maid of Honour) and her boyfriend Richard, Molly and her girlfriend Tabitha (seventeen) and of course Mike who wanted nothing more than to oogle all of the girls, "C", Jen, and myself were all there. Mister Gabe was off to the west coast this weekend, so I was looking forward, hopefully, to an evening with my wife in my bed.

Jennifer and "C" were sitting side-by-side on one of the patio couches, sipping at cool drinks. They were both wearing colourful, short sundresses, and were chatting amiably. I was sitting across from them in cut-off jeans and an old t-shirt just enjoying the sight of the two lovely ladies in front of me. All of the rest were in bathing suits and cavorting in the pool. The sounds of their laughter and splashing were very 'homey' comforting kinds of sounds to me.

I had been a little surprised at myself earlier when Erin had shown up with a boyfriend that I hadn't heard about. Admittedly, I had not seen much of Erin since that night in our bed during the honeymoon – passing glances as her and Sara came and went from our house. I had been busy, and I thought that maybe she had had some second thoughts about the situation. So I was surprised by my reaction when introduced to the boy – a black'ish cloud had descended on me from nowhere. He was about six feet – just a little shorter than me – and average build. Not too muscular, but still in good shape. I found myself stiffly shaking his hand while Erin gazed up at me, her eyes slightly wide and expectant. I realized now, sitting on the couch, that I was being a bit foolish with my slightly jealous possessiveness of Sara's best friend. Mentally I shrugged and took a swig of the cold beer in my hand.

A thought occurred to me.

"Why don't you two ladies go get into bathing suits and we can take a turn in the pool?"

'C' smirked at me, "you want to see some more of us do you Mister Dane?" Her hands drifted down to the bottom of her sundress and started to slowly pull the hem up her legs. From where we were sitting the couches blocked the view of her lower half from the kid's in the pool.

I smiled until my wife swatted 'C's hands and told her to stop that. Jen looked at me and said, "I am not getting into a bathing suit for you David."

That made me and 'C' both frown. After a pause I had an idea, and, with a return smirk to 'C', I swivelled in my seat so that I could look over to the pool. I caught Brock's eye and motioned him to come over. He obediently got out of the pool and, dripping water, strode over to us. The back of the couch that I was on faced the pool so he was standing behind and slightly to the side of me. I motioned him to lean down a bit so that I could talk to him without the other kids over hearing us. "Brock, I want these two women to change into bathing suits, and Jennifer is refusing. Can you change her mind?"

'C's smirk turned into a radiant smile as Brock stood up and placed his hands on his hips staring at my wife. His lips also quirked up into a smile and, nodding to himself, he walked around the couches and approached Jen from behind her couch. Jennifer was frowning furiously at me. I quickly glanced at the pool and noted that only Sara's eyes were upon us as she wondered what her fiancé was up to, and then I watched as Brock lent down over Jen. "Well, mommy," his hands rested on her shoulders, bare except for the spaghetti straps holding up her sundress, "I understand that you are being bad." Without waiting for a response he lent down further so that his mouth was beside Jen's ear. At the same time, his hands drifted down the front of her dress, easily slipping inside to cup my wife's breasts in his hands. "I would like you to go change into a bathing suit ... something that entices my interest." He squeezed Jen's tits, "do you have a problem with doing as I tell you?"

Again my wife glared at me, then she tilted her head up to Brock and smiling sweetly said, "none what-so-ever. The faster you take your hands off of me, the sooner I can do that for you Brock."

'C' clapped her hands, and both of them stood up as with one final squeeze Brock removed his hands from my wife's dress. 'C' grabbed Jen's hand and dragged her into the house. I mockingly clapped my hands as well and Brock just bowed and said, "your wish is my command, sir." But then he stood and paused, "but seriously Mister Dane ... whatever you want, whenever you want it. Just tell me." He gulped and continued, "this situation with Mister Gabe, and your wife, and Sara, and you ... I don't really know what to say or do, so I'm just 'going with it', if you know what I mean?"

I nodded and then stood as well, "so am I, Brock. Just going with it, I mean. I think I'll go get changed now to."

I went inside and climbed the stairs to my bedroom. The ladies had preceded me and were already in the room, with the door ajar. I pushed it open and stepped inside. 'C' was hugging my wife, and petting her hair, murmuring something to her as she pushed Jen's dress straps down off of her shoulders. I watched as 'C' stood back and let the dress fall, exposing my wife to both of us.

Jen caught sight of me standing there, "Jesus Christ, David!" she exclaimed, "get out of here!"

That caught me by surprise, but my reaction was immediate, "fuck off! This is my room more than it is yours!" I strode in and pulled Jen to me, her nipples pressing into my shirt-clad chest. I planted my lips on hers and drove my tongue into hers. She struggled, striking at my shoulders with her fists, to no avail. Eventually I let her go and stood back to see my wife standing there, nude, panting.

"You cannot do that David."

'C' stepped in between us, looking up at me, "she is right David. You have imposed some unheard of restrictions upon Mister Gabe and his wife, and he is only going to consider abiding by them if you abide by the rest of the rules." She looked over her shoulder at Jennifer who was nodding furiously, "who knows what will happen if you insist on stepping out of the lines drawn." 'C' paused and looked up at me and slowly reached up to push the straps of her own sundress of her own shoulders, "if you really need this right now, then take me David. There are no rules regarding me from Mister Gabe, other than the standard one about me not being able to say 'no' to anyone," and she grinned at me and then glanced up towards the camera that we all knew was recording everything. With that she let her dress fall to the floor, pooling at her feet.

I nodded my head as my gaze switched back and forth from the two naked, beautiful women – both Mister Gabe's wives and property – and I responded, "yes. I'm sorry honey," looking at Jen, "that was foolish. I will not touch you again." I turned from both of them and headed into the closet to change. My earlier ebullient mood had been replaced by a very thoughtful one.

By the time I came out, dressed in boxer-style swim trunks with a towel draped over my shoulders, the women were already gone back outside. Briefly I looked out at the patio from the bedroom balcony. Jen was sitting on the couch beside 'C' again, and they were both talking with Erin who was sitting where I had previously been. The rest of the party was still in the pool though I could see that all of the males were trying to surreptitiously steal glances at the women on the couches. I couldn't blame them, even Mike was looking, given the flesh on display.

Erin was in a teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikini – I kid you not – that presented three triangles to view that just barely covered the interesting bits.

'C' and my wife were in identical, crimson red, one piece bathing suits. The legs were cut up to their waists, and the bosom was slashed down to their navels. When 'C' leaned forward, laughing at something Erin said, I could see that the bathing suit did not cover her back at all. All three of those girls were lovely. Suddenly I had an evil thought, and grinning to myself I headed down the stairs and outside to join them.

As I entered the kitchen Sara was entering through the sliding door to the patio. I met her a foot in from the door. She was in full view of the people outside at the pool, but in the relative gloom of the kitchen I was pretty sure that she couldn't be seen. I snaked one hand behind her neck and grasped her hair, pulling her head backwards. The other hand I pushed down into her bikini bottom, digging my fingers into her dry snatch. She 'ohh'd' and I leaned down to passionately kiss my daughter, pushing my tongue into her mouth and licking all around inside. My daughter did not fight me at all, allowing my fingers to swirl around inside her quickly juicing cunt, and my tongue any liberty with her mouth.

Taking the risk, I suddenly pushed her up against the inside of the glass door and with both hands ripped her bikini top from her body, and then harshly pushed her bottoms to her knees. Sara was wide-eyed and starting to pant. I pulled my suit below my ball sac and with one hand squeezing her right tit, I used the other to position myself at her entrance. Bending my knees slightly, I drove up and into my daughter, lifting her off of the ground and up against the glass door. I didn't say anything, just drove up into her until it dawned on me that we might actually push through the door. Just as suddenly as my attack on my daughter started, I stopped. I stood back, panting, and supported her as she also gained her breath. Neither of us had come, so now we were both on edge.

Sara stared wildly at me and then lurched forward into my arms and kissed me again. "Anytime, daddy. Anytime, anything." And then she giggled, "but now I have to go find another bikini" as she picked up the remains of what I had just torn off of her.

"Go" I commanded, and adjusting my stiff prick back into my suit, I stepped around my daughter and hauled the door open. If anyone had been looking, they would have caught a brief glimpse of Sara standing there in the nude.

I stepped out, and then sauntered over towards the couches. I could see Richard watching me as I walked up behind Erin. My body blocked his view, but both 'C' and Jennifer were intently watching me as if they sensed that I was up to something. I bent over the couch back, behind Erin and she bent her head back to look up at me. Her eyes opened wide as she realized it was me, and she started to say, "oh, Mister Dane, I..."

And I cut her off by twining the fingers of my left hand into her hair – much as I had just done to my daughter. I held her in place and bent lower over her face. I placed my right hand on her right shoulder and softly started drawing circles there. "Erin, how are you doing?" I queried. She started to speak but I again hushed her, "it is ok girl," and I moved my fingers slowly drawing the circles on her breast bone above her right breast, "I understand that you have a boyfriend? Richard, is it?" Erin struggled to nod her head at me. "Why didn't you tell me?" I continued in a menacing tone.

This time she squeaked, "Mister Dane, I am sooo sorry. I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid. W ... we just started going out this summer."

This shocked me a bit and I released her hair and pulled my hand from her, moving around the couch to sit beside her, "why 'afraid'?"

"Mister Dane, yes I am ... I want to be yours ... but ... and well ... I like Richard."

I swivelled on my seat so that I was facing her. From one side I could see Jen and 'C' watching me intently. From the other corner of my eye I could see Erin's boyfriend still casting glances our way. But he could only see the tops of our heads, with the rest blocked by the back of the couch. I leaned in towards Sara's best friend, "you are mine Erin. You should ask me before you do anything." With that I boldly pulled her right breast from her bathing suit top and pinched the nipple. "Have you let him feel your tits yet little girl?" I asked.

She slowly nodded her head while biting her upper lip. Christ but that looked sexy!

I tweaked her nipple hard and then pushed my finger down into her bikini bottoms. My fingers were still moist with Sara's juices, and it was immediately obvious that Erin was wet as well. I used my index and ring fingers to spread her cunt lips apart and inserted my saluting finger into her. As I started to swirl around inside her, occasionally pausing to rub on her g-spot, I continued, "has Richard been doing this to you already Erin?"

Again, she nodded. Forget about me having my fingers embedded in this girl, her constant chewing on her lip was driving me mad!

"Have you been fucking your new boyfriend Erin?"

She emphatically shook her head 'no'.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed, with the volume of my voice pitched so that only we could hear it. I hooked my finger up into her pussy and lifted her lower body from the couch. Erin came on the spot, shoving her hand into her mouth to stifle her groan as her eyes rolled up into her head. I held her there, jigging her body up and down with my finger hold inside her. She kept coming.

'C' sat down beside Erin on the other side, and took a grip on my wrist, catching my eye, "he is getting out of the pool, Mister Dane."

I released Erin and 'C' quickly helped her to adjust her suit as she tried to catch her breath. Jen was looking at me with a thoughtful stare that I couldn't decipher.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Richard drying off. I leaned into Erin again and whispered in her ear, "Erin, you are mine. You are my cunt. You gave yourself to me and unless you insist, I will not let you go. Are you insisting?"

She looked at me, and we could both hear the slap of bare feet approaching. "nnooo, Mister Dane. I am your slut," she firmly stated, nodding her head at me.

She continued to nod at me as I sat back, and her boyfriend sat down on the other side of her in the space that 'C' had vacated when she returned to her seat beside Jen.

We returned to normal for the rest of the afternoon and into the evening. All of the boys in the crowd gawked at all of the girls and women, all of the time. I did notice Sara and 'C' talking with my wife at one point in what appeared to be a very serious conversation which ended with 'C' shrugging her shoulders and nodding affirmative to whatever it was.

I also noticed that when Jen went into the house to get some refreshments, 'C' went with her, closely followed by Brock. I couldn't help myself and after a few moments I also slid the door open and stepped into the kitchen. Jennifer was bent over the counter with her breasts hanging feely as her swim suit was hanging on the floor off of one ankle. I noted that this was the position that Mister Gabe had demonstrated to Brock a month earlier. 'C' was standing on the opposite side of the counter from Jen, also naked from the waist up and leaning into my wife. 'C' had one of my wife's tits in each hand, squeezing and pinching them as she had her lips pressed to Jen's lips, sucking on her mouth for all that she was worth. Brock was standing behind my wife pushing his hard cock in and out of her. If 'C' wasn't inhaling all of Jennifer's breath, I'm sure she would have been making enough noise to alert the neighborhood.

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“How many time should I tell you this, you don’t need to gift us Mxyzptlk,” Batman said, getting more than annoyed by the imp’s insistence. “He’s right,” Superman added, “we don’t want your gifts, especially after what you did last time.” “What, what did I do? You never trust me,” the small excentric imp answered with a shocked expression on his face while flying around the two heroes. “First, you almost created an international financial crisis when you caused millions of peoples to win the...

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Mister Muscle and LoveBug Issue 3 Short and Sweet

Mister Muscle and LoveBug Issue #3: Short and Sweet Chapter One: Eye Candy After weeks of careful debate, we’d finally gotten her costume sorted out, reaching a compromise we were both comfortable with. The sticking point had been the zipper, of course. She’d stubbornly insisted that it had one, much to my chagrin, and had been taunting me endlessly with its existence ever since. I was begging to feel a kinship with Pavlov’s poor dogs, the sound of the zipper tab parting metal teeth making my...

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Mister Muscle and Love Bug Issue 1 Of Bugs and Brawn

Mister Muscle and Love Bug Issue #1: Of Bugs and Brawn Chapter One: A Bug in the House She spent a lot of time playing with her zipper. It was either a nervous tic or (and this is the explanation I preferred) an attempt to draw my attention to the fact that she was all woman. Oh, and what a woman. I’d known, even before she walked through the door that she was in heat. Her presence had been announced by what I can only describe as pheromones. Not at all subtle either. I could feel the blood...

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Mister BozoChapter 3 Growing Up

As she walked back to the pod beside her brother, Rachel was silent; she was so distracted that she didn't even notice her own nakedness. She'd made a complete spectacle of herself in front of everyone, and not for the first time. Thinking it best to leave her to her thoughts, David kept quiet also. He remembered his earlier puzzlement, so he took the opportunity to query the AI subvocally, «Is the Fleet Auxiliary about replacing Navy people on colony ships, and getting them onto...

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Mister Muscle and LoveBug Issue 2 Taking the Bull by the Balls

Mister Muscle and LoveBug Issue #2: Taking the Bull by the Balls Chapter One: A Bug in Cheap Clothing “What the heck are you wearing, Squirt?” I did my best to keep my voice level as I looked her up and down, not even bothering to hide the stern frown creasing my face. At least she had the good manners to blush before she started playing with her zipper. I made a mental note to take her shopping as soon as possible. Apparently, the girl (not that I would ever call her that to her face unless...

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Mister Muscle and Love Bug Issue 1 Of Bugs and Brawn

Mister Muscle and Love Bug Issue #1: Of Bugs and Brawn Chapter One: A Bug in the House She spent a lot of time playing with her zipper. It was either a nervous tic or (and this is the explanation I preferred) an attempt to draw my attention to the fact that she was all woman. Oh, and what a woman. I’d known, even before she walked through the door that she was in heat. Her presence had been announced by what I can only describe as pheromones. Not at all subtle either. I could feel the blood...

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mister cockenballs

Fridays can tend to be slow in my business, and sometimes I try to find an opportunity to escape the office early. Sometimes the opportunity to escape finds me...It was mid-morning on Friday when I answered the phone, and was slightly stunned and amused when I thought I heard a woman with an unfamiliar accent ask for "Mister Cockenballs". Thinking that my twisted mind obviously misunderstood her accent, I recovered my composure and replied, "Excuse me ma'am, would you please repeat that name?"...

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Mister Wonderful

Jane Weston impatiently tapped her Gucci clad toe on the marble foyer floor, as the liveried Global Freight workers slowly wheeled in the large crate. Jesus, they were typical men: moving like molasses, devoid of any sense of urgency. Jane had a low opinion of men in general since she had booted her philandering bastard of a husband out two years ago. A good private detective and an even better lawyer had helped her exact her revenge to the tune of forty million dollars. She had used half the...

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Mister Thorntons Dilemma

It all started with a simple Scotch and water on the rocks in a moment of careless relaxation. The big man with the black-framed glasses was unsure about it but the look in the cabin hostess eyes looked at him as if expecting him to order "Ginger Ale" or some such candy-ass drink and he wanted desperately to disappoint her for his own satisfaction. James "Jimmy" Thornton hadn't had a Scotch and water since the old days back in Southeast Asia and the Scotch was mostly the Japanese shit and...

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misterjedi

I am not the author of this story....i just fixed the grammar and spelling mistakes etc!!My name is Loretta and my husband and I own a large Kennel and boarding establishment in San Fernando Valley. We raise Great Danes, Mastiffs, Rottweilers, Irish Wolfhound and Anatolian Shepherds. These are special dogs for guarding and hunting. We have 65 dogs at the moment. We do a little cross breeding for ourselves just to see how they turn out. Six of those 65 are cross breeds. Two are half Great Dane...

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Mister Adams May I

Senior year so far has proven to be everything I thought it would be and then some. My classes were easy and fun, and I was getting very good grades. The girls’ volleyball team was undefeated all four years! My Gym teacher, Mr. Adams, helped coach me on the side and was a great help, he has decided to let me pass gym class despite having to take it twice this year. But I’ll be the first to admit that I don’t mind at all. I kind of wanted to fail. It was easy to do, just don’t show up the week...

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Mister Mick Takes Me To New Level

The more we meet the more we learn about each other and things we may be want to try but have been uncomfortable to share with our partners ---- with us there are very few boundaries and trust is implicit ....... Mick tells me he has an adventure planned for me on his next visit --- I think to myself we have done most things already but still I got so excited as to what he had planned --- every time we spoke I asked what he has planned for us -- but each time the answer is the same -- wait and...

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Mister Adams May I

Senior year so far has proven to be everything I thought it would be and then some. My classes were easy and fun, and I was getting very good grades. The girls’ volleyball team was undefeated all four years! My Gym teacher, Mr. Adams, helped coach me on the side and was a great help, he has decided to let me pass gym class despite having to take it twice this year. But I’ll be the first to admit that I don’t mind at all. I kind of wanted to fail. It was easy to do, just don’t show up the week...

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Mister Boss Man

Chapter One- Boss, are you listening? Hello-o-o!Finger snaps appeared before his face. Light shimmered in his pupils. He grimaced exasperated. Couldn’t people leave him alone to his thoughts just for a few second? It took him a few moments to focus his sight completely. Adam Rich owner of Hot Spot graced him with a look, towards the irritated bartender standing with one foot on the rail on the lower part of the counter, tapping his foot, looking expectant upon him. What?! He wanted to scream...

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Mister Boggles Gets a Cell Phone

For a very long time, Hector Boggles only used the pay phone in the hallway of his apartment building. When he was working, which seems like a long time ago now, he liked to use the phones in the big red booths on street corners. It seemed like those days were disappearing very fast. Nowadays the best way to call people on the phone was to have a cell phone or a "mobile" as young people were fond of saying. Now that he was declared redundant and unemployed, he liked to classify himself as...

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Teachers Dont Just Teach Math

It was getting late as James walked through the empty common room of the dark school. He had been finishing of some work towards his art exam, but now he was ready to go home. First though he needed to drop off some maths home work to the teacher. He turned a corner and was in the dark stairwell, quickly he climbed the steps, and came onto the first floor of the building. The carpet was grey, matched by the walls, all together it was a very dreary place. The sky outside was dark, and through...

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Fertile FlockChapter 5 Double Dipping

It was noon on Friday, the thirteenth and while Reverend Gillis was preparing his Easter Sermon Sarah Newsome was walking along the tree covered path near where she'd given Arthur Mullins oral sex which had set the stage for her devirgination by Principal Thompson. It was Good Friday, a school holiday and she was just leaving the principal's office after her weekly payment of sexual favours that he demanded so he wouldn't publish the pictures of her sucking Arthur's cock. In fact Amos...

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Sleep

He stood for a moment longer, gently stroking his hard-on as he grinned at his naked wife before him. His muscular arms and legs were tense, his ass tight, his heart pounding as he wondered whether or not she would wake up when he slid himself into her. His balls tightened as he thought of it, and his cock jumped a little. Yes, he was ready. He slid off his underwear and kicked them over by the rest of his clothes. His strong, firm ass and swollen member reveled in their...

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A chance encounter with my former slut slave mistr

A chance encounter with my former slut slave mistress I am in the Kroger grocery in Toco Hills in Decatur GA, picking up some toothpaste, and you happen to have stopped in there to get an appropriately sized cucumber in the produce section on your way home from your swing-dance class. It’s a shocking “OMG” moment. Neither of us really knows what to say, but you look fabulous in your swing skirt and I’m in a tank top. We’re both thinking … we should just say hi and keep on walking,...

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Girlish DelightsChapter 11 Acknowledgement

It was at a public audience the following day that the Emir made her position crystal clear to his subjects. He asked her to attend in a trouser suit and had her seated next to his throne on the dais. After the Major Domo signalled for all to rise from their obeisance he opened the audience with a statement. "The Princess Elaheh is to be accorded all the rights and privileges of a male Prince of my blood. She is a full Kobekistani citizen and shall be treated as any other Kobekistani...

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Gender role experiment 4

Professor Gilbert took a long look at her male colleagues. All of them were trying hard to look open-minded and progressive; all of them supported the experiment. But in her heart, Gilbert knew that even her colleagues are nothing but male chauvinistic pigs, ready to attack her any moment. He saw them cringe when she described all the details of giving breast implants and additional cosmetic procedures to her test subjects forcing straight students to become centers of male attention....

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Monster Girl Sponsor

You sit, looking at the application form on the screen, wondering how you came to this point. Large text spells out your options in stark terms. “Welcome to Alternate World Integration! Please select your desired status.” Recently, for a reason that scientists have yet to figure out, a portal opened linking the world you know to a world straight out of fantasy novels. Interestingly enough, once someone went through the portal, they were unable to return. Most interesting of all, most of the...

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Hot Threesome

"Why are you nervous?" I keep asking myself, over and over again. Then I laugh at my reflection in the glass as the scenery passes by. "Girl, you are turning into one of those crazies who talk to themselves all the time," I say to myself and laugh again, because it's true.I was going to meet John and Lina, this awesome couple I met through the internet. I was on the last leg of a four-state bus ride, and my nerves were more frazzled than when I had first gotten on the bus. It was like a whole...

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Why Didnt I JustChapter 24

I spent the next week pretty much by myself. I had spoken with Connie twice during the week. The first time, over the telephone on Monday, after she had gotten home from school, and then again on Wednesday, when I ran into her at the public library. It was becoming more and more obvious to me that she was making an attempt to recapture the lifestyle that she'd enjoyed before her sexual awakening. We ended our Wednesday conversation with me agreeing to not try to contact her for awhile. She...

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sisters boyfriend

There I was trying my sisters panties on when I here'd a voice say "hahaha I knew you would look good in panties faggot" my hart snack I turned my head to see my sisters boyfriend standing there with his huge cock in his hand with a look on his face I have never seen before. I said "what the fuck are you doing here dean" he said "I think the question is what the fuck are you doing with your sisters panties on" I was so embarrassed I had no words to say. I went to walk out the room so I could...

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Ch 01 Who Do You Belong To

Susie pulled the slip of material she called panties down her tight ass. Once again she was wet. Frowning she sat perched on the toilet seat as she wiped away the moisture that had accumulated during her last class. Mr. Torres had been the Teacher for her last class. He had repeatedly asked his students to call him Ben but she couldn’t bring herself to do that. His tall athletic build dwarfed Susie’s five foot three stature and she often wondered what it would be like to have his hard body...

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DreamweaverChapter 15 Complications

I was sitting at the desk, Allison standing behind me when Bob and Rebecca walked in. I had already cleaned us up and wiped all outward signs of what had just happened between Allison and me. As usual, they had met in the lobby and come in together. I didn't wait for them to say anything, "So how bad is it?" They stopped in the entryway for just a moment before moving to sit down. "Bad enough," Rebecca said. "An envelope was delivered to my office yesterday. It contained a letter from...

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Surprise

Stepping into the shower was the high point of the day for her, she turned the shower on full, and feeling the power as it hit the top of her scalp. It felt good to her, washing away the day’s troubles. She closed her eyes under the powerful stream, letting the water run down her face and body. She felt his presence rather than heard him as he stepped into the shower, his hands came round to her breasts and held them, immediately the effect was electrifying and her nipples...

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Return to KrellChapter 9 Secret History

The flashlight played across the murals, illuminating the engravings as Lena examined them. Much of the Krell script was phonetic, and so it was fairly easy to piece together what the carved runes were trying to convey. There were some that she just couldn’t get her head around, too complex to be parsed by her, or by the computer’s algorithms. Still, it wasn’t too hard to infer meaning through context. She had begun beside the entrance, moving clockwise as she walked around the circular...

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family SLUTPT 2

So i'm laying around the Trailer.just relaxing and playing with my always horny pussy.When the phone rings.I say Hello,He say Hi cousin.it's my cousin from up the road.he say i wanted to come by and visit the family, I look down at my pussy which was twitchin,and said my pussy says come on over,he made a big YE-HI,i will be right over. we used to fuck all the time,he was the one who took my Anal Cherry.He didn't want to get pregnant.(as you know from Pt 1 my dad or brother gave a c***d).He...

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Brother and sister in moonar

Hello ISS fans I am Stephen Mathew. This is a real incident which occurred last summer we live in Kottayam in Kerala. Our father John Mathew is a retired army officer. He owns a security service in kottayam. Mom aeliamma is a teacher in a convent school near our house. My sister annie is married to eric who is working in us as computer engineer and they both live in Chicago. I am in my final year engineering college. Last summer my sister came from us to spend the vocation with us. The first...

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Surprise Melody FlintkoteChapter 31

The Yacht Club was up in arms. I was a paying customer and the club insurance covered the sinking. Double the purchase price. The insurance company was pissed. Unless someone were to come forward and identify the perpetrators ... they were out 5 million. Unless they could get me convicted of sinking my own boat. In the classroom trying to teach 220 year one students algebra ... and I yelled at enough of them to notice. And I had my own insurance ... EveryCountry ... kind of like Lloyds...

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A Great Trip To The DMV

Had a pretty interesting day, thought I'd take a few minutes to put it down here and share with you :)I woke up around 7am to the horrible sound of the alarm, I took the day off so I could go to the DMV. I wanted to get there as early as possible and just get it over with, but at that moment I convinced myself I had all day to do it and hit the snooze button a few times. During these short sleeps I had the most fantastic sexual dreams, nothing elaborate but intense all the same, a solid...

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The Guardian

1??{?H Y Y Z [ [? 1??{?HYYZ[[?[1]  THE GUARDIAN ????? Everyone had nothing but sympathy for Alan. What a way to be left an orphan. He guessed that things had been going badly for his parents for over two years but the end was as dramatic as it was tragic.??? ????? The Inquest report concluded that his father had returned unexpectedly early from a business trip, discovered his wife in bed with her tennis coach, bludgeoned them both to death with a golf club before gassing himself in his g...

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Roomers Revisited Ch 03

The explanation / justification for my having the nerve to write a sequel to ‘Roomers’ is summarized at the beginning of Ch. 01. I hope I’ve slipped in enough back-story so that you don’t have to have read the first series to enjoy this follow-up. On the other hand, if you’re a ‘Roomers’ virgin, it would certainly help to scroll through it quickly. Two points: remember to vote and remember I respond to non-anonymous feedback. * Beautiful afternoon. I was in position on the rug, thinking...

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Its Good To Be Home

People at the airport thought I’d been drinking. I hadn’t, but I can’t blame them for thinking that. I had stubble on my face, I staggered and I’d been working six days round the clock to straighten out some problems on an offshore oil-drilling rig created by a Malaysian Toolpusher who didn’t know shit, but had an uncle in politics on the Company Board. I fought back tears when I spotted my smiling Claire waving at the gate. I was that tired. I don’t normally tear up, but maybe ten hours sleep...

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Love Never ChangesChapter 28

“I’m impressed. I’ll admit, I didn’t think you’d make it this far. I can tell you’re different than the usual invaders, so I’ll not bother with the usual tricks and illusions I use to scare off the superstitious.” “Oswald, that’s because we’re not here to invade. You’re not like them, you’re not feral.” The magician ghoul stared down at me from the balcony stage in King Cola’s Castle. It’d been a pain in the butt to get this far. Feral ghouls all over the place. The sprayers that used to...

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After the Cabin Experience

It's a couple of months after our infamous vacation, where our whole family spent two weeks as sex slaves to a trio of escaped convicts. They had successfully reprogrammed us into a family of fornicators. I now slept with my mom, while my dad spent the nights that he was at home sleeping with one of my sisters. Dad took another job as a regional sales rep for the company that he worked for since it was clear that he was out of mom's sex life. And although he loved us all, he couldn't face...

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Lake Nicaragua Part 2

We sat naked on the decking, drinking coffee and eating bagels. The lake looked amazing and made me want to either be on it or in it. I watched the chemistry between Anna and Robert, all the years of marriage behind them and they were still in love. It wasn't that they loved one another, they were 'in' love with one another. Still with the puppy dog eyes. ''Hell-cat, you look amazing.'' my uncle told me, I was leaning back into the sun lounger, my legs crossed and wearing...

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Freaky Father Obessed with daughters

This story is Completley Fictional Ever since my wife died, I have not been with a woman. Sure i have wacked off to porn, but its not the same as the real thing. Anyways, i am a DJ for weddings and stuff. I see tons of drunk beautiful women, but my very beautiful 19 year old daughters are more than that. In part of being a DJ, i am a computer wiz, so our house is decked out with computers, fast internet, and digital security. I have cameras in every room in the house. Not one room dosent have a...

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For her

I’d start by pulling you down onto your bed with me as I lock my mouth onto yours in a deep kiss. I’d roll half on top of you tangling the fingers from one hand in your hair pulling you deeper into the kiss, as I slide my other hand under your shirt and massage your breast through your bra, lightly pinching your nipple through it. After I’ve teased and tweaked your nipples rock hard, I’ll move my had around and deftly unhook your bra before sliding the accursed thing off you and out of my way...

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Otherworldly Encounter

It's been a long, stressful day at work; I need to get away. My boss is a prick, annoying coworkers never quieting and Dan, from the cubicle one space over from mine, keeps leering at me with his peering, beady eyes. So, unsurprisingly, I was SUPER exhausted! I clock out and head for the car.After getting in my car and driving aimlessly, I find myself suddenly at the city's lake. I smile, the first time today, remembering all the hot, sunny days spent in this serenity. I shut off the engine,...

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Kink House 1 Meet The Kinksters

One hot, sunny, summer day we were walking along a local beach, G in a one piece swimsuit, me in swimming shorts. The tide was out and we slopped along the sandy flat in bare feet, carrying Crocs in our hands. At the end of the public area a high fence acts as a barrier to the adjacent nature reserve. The final fifty metres before the fence is well known as an unofficial naturist haunt, so while appearing to be looking ahead we also glanced surreptitiously up to the sheltered sections between...

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Put Me In CoachChapter 3

I had kind of hoped to prove Alice Winslow wrong when we visited the children's ward. Maybe they'd all be thunderstruck at the prospect of talking to a real live professional baseball hero, and fall all over themselves welcoming me. She wasn't wrong. It was just as she had predicted. All except one of the kids failed to show any particular interest at all in my status as pro athlete, although they were polite and eager to talk to Zeke Taylor, visiting human being. One little guy -- a...

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StepMommys Boy StepDaddys Girl

"Damn, Milos was right; these baked onion rings are great. Hell if I'll let him know that, though." Ben took another pull on his craft beer. As crazy as Milos was, this gay sports bar was making them both a lot of money, perhaps as much because of the irony.The waiter, with fashionable facial hair, dressed in a football jersey with a cheerleader's skirt came up, asking if he would like another beer."Sure, but make it a good German beer this time. Can I ask about the outfit? Why the...

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DickDrainers Alexis Andrews Phat Juicy 48 Inch White Booty Is Wat He Wants

Its a lot of work having a big phat juicy white booty. You gotta carry that wagon around with it…clothes barely fit…sleeping on your back is out the question. But there’s definitely more benefits than drawbacks. 1st of all it looks amazing. Nothing like a fat milky big white booty bouncing and jigglin all over the place. And when a ass looks amazing….it gets plenty of attention from guys like Branden. Branden saw her ass when she was walking and got her number a while...

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Jennifers Journey Becoming the Perfect Wife Part 1

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Aprils New Friends

I lay still in the grass, letting the sounds of the glade wash over me. The murmur of the flowing creek, the singing of birds, and the soft wet sounds of April sucking my cock all filled my ears. Getting back to nature and sex were two of my favorite activities so being able to combine them was heaven for me.Releasing my rock hard dick from her skilled mouth, April crawled up and straddled me. She lifted the short skirt of her bright, flowery sundress, giving me a nice view of her recently...

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Heather

Please Note: This is a reworking of an earlier story now with an option of two different endings It was mid afternoon on yet another bleak English Saturday and I was trying, and failing, to get some work done, I was a self-employed IT Consultant advising companies on all things computer related. The previous seven days had been hectic and I was already a week late with my report. The incessant rain hitting the window and reverberating across the still room wasn't helping my already wavering...

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Book 3 RavlyrChapter 6 Settling In

Natalie helped Mary transfer her belongings, at first confused because she had never seen any of the outfits before, until Mary told her that MiLady and Bitsy had decided a nice new set of clothes were needed. The room she had been given faced the gardens, she thought it was quite lovely and that she would have no problems with the room. Mary assured Natalie that if there was anything she needed for the room all she had to do was ask. Natalie looked at one wall with interest, then asked Mary...

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Sex With Office Colleague

This happened a few years ago when I worked in Gurgaon. I’m going to share my hot sex story of a colleague and had an affair for a short period of time. It all started as a casual talk with Shreya (name changed) for work-related purpose. She was friendly and very articulate. She figured out my area of my residence and asked me for lift almost every day en route to my home. I being new to the job didn’t mind obliging her and we bonded better thanks to our talks during the commute. Those days I...

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Hot humid shed

I work at Mistress Andrea's house in south Florida three days a month. I first met her when I answered a classified ad in the local weekly paper. I was looking for a woman that would enjoy restraining and teasing me, and Mistress Andrea's ad seemed the most appealing. I called her, and she asked me all sorts of questions about me and my interests. I must have given her good answers, since she made an appointment for me the following Saturday. I was to go to an Exxon gas station on Main and...

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