Eleanor
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Curled on her side on the damp cold floor, Eleanor shivered in the light of the moon shining through the barred opening high on the tower. How many hours had it been? Ten? Fifteen? It seemed like time was grinding by so slowly. The moon had only moved the smallest amount, a span of four or five hours at the most, yet forever had passed in those moments. From her curled position on the floor, Eleanor watched the thin strip of light beneath the heavy door frame as movement after movement caused shadow in the glow.
Guarded, locked, surrounded by water and rock of the building, she saw no way out. The men that had captured them had separated her and Bruni, they were not within earshot of each other, Eleanor had tested that, shouting his name into the gloom of her cell.
Not usually scared of the dark, she began to resent the lack of light, the feeling that anything could be lurking in the ominous shadows that cloaked the uneven surface of the walls, the constant drip of moisture falling from the jutting stones into the pool below.
Watching a rat scurry from her line of sight, she knew someone was coming, and forced herself to remain still. She wanted nothing more than to hurl herself at her guards, beat them with her fists, even if she caused them no harm at all. She wanted to do it, needed to, she wanted to scream angry words, she wanted to make them bleed. But rationally, what was the point? She had heard the guards, their morbid excitement over the orders.
To be hung at dawn.
What a way to die. Only hours ago she had been on the Auden’s boats, only hours ago she and Kate had been bathing in the cool water. Seemed a lifetime now since she had ran to beg Ragnar to return to Kate. It was time for her life to end soon.
The shadows always moved past the door, Eleanor thought, they never stop there, Oh God, they never stop there.
They are here.
******
Sitting high above the water and cold stone floor, she watches the shivering girl straighten out of her protective ball, and crouch on her knees, the long layers of her tunic covering her defensive position.
She plans to defend herself. She thought. Interesting, very interesting.
Tucking the wisps of loose hair behind her ear, she watched the fire burn in this child, so much anger in such a creature. Far too much like herself. Leaning back against the wall, she remembered her capture. So many months ago, or was it a year now? No, she was still 28 so it was still only months since she had been found in the outskirts of the village, her family, her friends, trying desperately to escape the Gaul. As part of a large group of travelling entertainers, she traversed the East and now the West amusing and shocking the various villages with their magic, her own famed fortune telling, and the masterful acrobatics.
Yet when they had reached this far North, the absolute glee and wonder at their entertainments, had become twisted, now the villagers gave furtive glances at the moving carts and foreign people, the whispers and suspicion of the magic wielding people. One night, something had snapped, the tension had become too much, and the villagers had descended on their travelling troupe, her family. Shivering with the memory of that night, silent tears threatened. Memories of the burning carts, some still with the families sleeping inside, the brutal murders of people she had grown up with, harmless people. Rape, butchery, burnings. Most of her beloved friends and family had been left massacred.
Her own child had been chased down by their King himself on horseback, something Stephan had taken great delight in telling her of as he saw her cradling her dead son’s body. The handful that had remained alive, had been rounded up, dragged to the cells and chambers within the tower building, and tortured.
Clearing her eyes of her tears, she clutched her growling belly, urging the noise to silence. She needed to get out of here, before she starved, or before they realised she was still here. Stephan had thought her drowned at the bottom of the pool beneath the castle, the depth of the natural clear water unknown, the walls of the natural stone around it closing it off from escape. She should know. Many hours she had spent diving deeper and deeper, combing every possible inch for a route of escape. And finding none.
Seeing the crouching girl’s body stiffen, she looked over the ledge. The shadows on the floor halting with scuffing feet, and the loud grate of the deadbolt sliding free of the lock, before the heavy wooden door opened flooding pale candle light over the crouched girl. The chains in their hands are bad, very bad.
Oh sweet Christ, they are taking her for questioning.
The heavy clank of the links connecting with the stone floor even had her flinching, memories she bade rest desperately clawing to the surface. Yet the girl on the floor did not move, she did not shiver, she did not flinch, nor did she raise her eyes to her captives as their angry French drawl spilled into the room. Motionless. Ready to pounce. Sucking in a breath, and refusing to blink, she decided she would commit this to memory for as long as she lived.
******
Pounding against the wooden door, Bruni bellowed into the darkness of the stone cell, only a small break in the cell wall allowed him any light into the compression of the black of the room. A faint streak of moonlight lit the wall to his left as he banged relentlessly against the door. Sinking to the ground, he held his head in his hands. He had failed her, the look of fear on her face as the Gaul men had attacked him on masse, pinning him to the ground, the look of violence on the faces of the two guards that advances upon Eleanor, his muscles had strained against his restraints as they were dragging him away, anything to get away from them, anything to get to Eleanor, to free her from these men with no morals, indiscriminate killers, every single one of them. The only calming thought that pulsed through him was that they had not taken her to the ground the second they had him restrained, they had bound her arms and dragged her through the same entrance to the tower as he, pulled along two opposite corridors once inside, screaming and tearing against their captors, anything to not be separated.
They dragged him for what seemed miles, before depositing him in this dank room, and no one had come back since. The silence, the guilt and the anger tore at him, his fist clenching and unclenching with each push of adrenaline around his body. He had to get her out of here. They were to be hung at dawn.
He had to tell her he loved her. ******
Eleanor steadied her breathing, watching the two guards move into her cell from beneath lowered lids. Do not draw attention to yourself, make yourself small. They will think you are insignificant, they will suspect you of nothing. Yet as the advancing guard touched her, the clank of the links hitting the floor in front of her knees, her time was up. Grabbing the sheathed dagger from the man’s boot, Eleanor leapt to her full height, pressing the sharp blade against his throat while the other looked on, rather amused instead of alarmed.
‘And what do you think to be doing child?’ The smug guard asked in perfect Norse.
‘I plan to escape ignorant pig’ Eleanor stifled a smile as she responded in perfect French. And received the look of shock she had wanted, and been denied.
‘I demand you free me, and my husband,’ Eleanor shocked herself with the lie, and wondered where the hell that had come from, ‘or I will cut his throat.’
‘I refuse.’ The guard looked smug once more. ‘Kill him.’
As Eleanor dragged the blade deep across the man’s throat, she swore she watched the blood drain from the other guard’s face quicker than it poured from his friend, before she advanced on him. Letting the dead body slump to a pool of its own blood on the floor of her cell, Eleanor steadied her breathing onc
e more. Anger just did not cover it. Fury, deep, proud, and verily throbbing throughout her entire being was urging her on, it was fuelling every step she made towards the now unsure remaining guard as backed away, and began franticly searching himself for a weapon.
Smiling at her fortune, Eleanor advanced, aiming straight for the stricken looking man’s heart, her movements quick, held force behind them as she brought the dagger forward.
Eleanor felt the breath catch in her throat as her attack was abruptly halted by the point of a long sword through the entrance of the door.
******
She watched in awe as the girl killed the guard with ease, watched with pride when she lined her attack for the second, and froze in terrified fascination as the point of a gleaming and carved sword came into her view, pointed directly at the brave woman. That was his sword.
******
Both Eleanor and the frightened guard exhaled very slowly, their gazes flickered away from one another and towards the heavily armed menace in the candle light.
The man was huge, Eleanor thought, all elation from her small victory evading her heart at the sight of this towering brute before her. Bathed in leather and metal armour, the giant stood more than a head taller than Bruni, his black hair spilling from his head down his back, the blackest eyes she had ever seen glowered down at her, glowered over her shoulder at the dead guard, and at the dagger in her hand. Eleanor thought she would perish into flames just from his intense stare, the anger, dear Lord no, the sheer malevolence burned her to her soul.
Eleanor didn’t see him move, she did not perceive it, it just happened. Plunging his sword through the remaining guard, it embedded in the heavy door behind him. Not moving, couldn’t move, Eleanor’s eyes wandered down the length of the sword, the gleaming silver in the candle light near the hilt, the gushing red at the end. Returning her gaze silently to the barbarian, Eleanor wished she had not, his intense anger filled eyes bore down on her, bristling her own anger, stoking flames of her desire to live through this somehow.
‘Where you going somewhere?’
Eleanor nearly died of shock. His voice showed restraint his expression did not. So calm, so serene, the brute may as well have been asking her of the weather. She had never been scared more.
*****
She watched as the girl repositioned her stolen dagger downwards for her best attack for his height, completely enthralled with appreciation of the female who was much like herself. A fighter until the end. There was no feminine shock, screams, gasps as she had slit the man’s throat, or as the Gaul Leader slaughtered the failed guard. Just her eyes boring straight back into his, with just as much intensity and vicious intent as he was returning to her. She watched as the girl readied the weapon for her new threat, watched as she positioned it for an upward thrust.
She knew these moves well, knew these positions, being as small as she was, she was always in need of defending herself from villagers while travelling, it was almost a weekly event in her life. With a quiet snort, she figured she had been safer in here than on the outside!! Imprisoned for one week, with the guards biding their time before killing her, they used her to screw. Used for their own gratification. But then Stephan had come back to the tower, the guards panicked knowing he would see her battered, raped body. Something Stephan would not tolerate. Throwing her into the freezing water, the bastards had waited for her last bubbles of air to escape.
And told him she had killed herself. Drowned.
She would get this girl out of here. At least she knew Stephan would not be despicable, knew he would not rape the girl. But if she stayed, by his honour, she would hang in the morning. After all, she was one of them. *****
Eleanor forced herself to still, bringing her entire being into focus, even as the giant lifted his sword to her, his strong hand steady as the point became level with her chest. Closing her eyes, Eleanor lunged forward as his sword lunged at her.
******
‘BRUNI’ The quietened shout sounded high above him. Squinting his eyes in the overwhelming darkness to the small strip of light high in the wall, Bruni saw the face of one of his boatmen.
‘Eown, how the…’ Bruni stammered, unable to comprehend how his shortest boatman was now at the window a vast fifteen feet above him. ‘Eleanor is here somewhere too Eown, I do not know where, she was taken down an opposite corridor.’
‘We think she is in the tower itself Bruni, apparently that is where they take the women captives. Do not worry yourself, we will find her. Nikolai is here.’
‘Bruni, its Nikolai, Brother, I am sorry all this has happened.’ Nikolai wobbled at the wall from the force of his brother’s roar.
‘YOU BASTARD, None of this would have happened if you had not been in that bloody tavern!!! YOU, by Odin, when I get out of here I am going to END YOU!’ Bruni was pacing now, not caring that his voice was carrying as a distinct boom off the echoing walls, ‘you spend your life drinking, and sleeping with women Nikolai, meanwhile we are joining in the war, attempting to stop the invaders!! You know Nikolai, the ones that kill our people!!’ Hammering his fist against the wall, Bruni sank down to the floor once more, glaring at the face of his older brother in the window.
‘Nikolai, you were meant to stay away from the Gaul lands.’ Bruni continued, much quieter now, his anger ebbing abruptly as he remembered the contract. ‘You need to get me out of here, and you need to do it now. The contract needs to be fulfilled. We need to get …’
‘Bruni, what are you talking about, what con…shit, tell me Mother has not entered into another of those blasted contracts with the Haur!! What the hell possessed her?? She knows how we felt about it. I thought that was how she felt about it too!!’ Nikolai boomed this time, his own anger shaking against the cold stone.
‘No, it is the old contract. Bjorn had a daughter with Criostiona, and then she hid her in Lean. She has the necklace, she looks just like Bjorn’s mother, and her name is even Eleanor.’ Bruni spat the words out as if they were venom, wishing he could take them back, wishing he could never tell anyone that she was the Haur child. Wishing he could keep her for himself. But he never could. She would have no family, Ragnar would not be able to acknowledge her as his Cousin, but she would have had him, if she desired him. Hell he would have thrown himself at her feet. Damn his honour.
‘I can’t believe this Bruni, why are you telling me this now?’
‘Because she is the woman in the tower.’
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When Eleanor opened her eyes, she was still staring into hell. Her back against the wooden door, the devil’s eyes still boring into her soul. Searing pain roused from her shoulder caused her to flinch in pain, only to find she was stuck to the door. The Bastard!! Eleanor screamed in her mind. He skewered me!! Twisting her own hand, resulted in a similar flinch from the bastard himself, and a further searing pain from her shoulder.
‘Stop that!’ Eleanor finally squeaked through her determined silence as she watched red rivulets seep through the thin material of her tunic.
‘You. Stop. First.’ Each word punctuated through gritted teeth, anger flashing in the deep black swirls of his eyes.
Glancing down to her hand, her dagger deeply imbedded in the giant’s side, Eleanor gripped tighter on the handle and pulled hard, with barely a movement from the piece of granite in front of her.
‘It is not normally that I meet someone who can not only best one of my guards, advance on the other, and wound me,’ he smirked, the action almost making the monster look human, ‘and with nawt but a stolen dagger.’
With a sharp yank, the giant pulled the sword from her shou
lder, Eleanor gasped and pitched forward right into his arms, her breath knocked from her as she hit the solid armoured mass of his chest, his hands tight around her ribs as he caught her against him.
‘Get used to it.’ She managed, before looking up at him, amusement warring with his anger as he caught her words.
Backing her into the entrance of the cell, he pushed her from his arms so hard, she stumbled and fell over the dead body, landing in the pooling blood.
‘I know you bastards are invading, your kind is always scouting here, spying on us, invading us.’
Slamming the door shut, darkness enveloped the large room once more, the echo of the closure reverberating over the water’s surface, making the moonlight ripple.
‘…and you’re not getting out of here. Tomorrow, you and the other will hang. You two will stand as a warning. We will not tolerate your kind here.’
Hearing his storming footsteps move from the door, Eleanor allowed herself to breath. The deep, ragged breaths that rushed into her lungs were however, far from comforting, the smell of the guard’s blood making her gag. Rising quickly, Eleanor moved to the cool, clear water, rinsing her hands free of the red stain, checking her tunic for such too, and thankfully only finding a trace.
Oh god, my dagger!!
Running back to the door, Eleanor peers through the small barred box at the top of the door, balanced on the stones of the building, in perfect alignment with the barred window in the door, was her stolen dagger. Taunting her. He was taunting her.
‘Bastard’
Rage filling her once more, Eleanor moved back to the cool water to wash away the tension she felt on her face and neck, sighing as the cool drops made a twisting path under her tunic, reminding her of a morning that seemed so many miles away now, when she had ran from Bruni and Ragnar, remembering the heavenly feel of cool soothing water against flushed skin.
Dropping her arm, she scooped water up to her shoulder, rinsing the wound. Not jagged, not too deep, clean cut, she hopefully would not require being stitched again. Taking a deep breath, Eleanor took stock of the room she was contained in, the high ragged walls, the one door, the barred window high above her, allowing the moonlight in to play with the glint of water across the walls, and a deep pool of water. Gazing down at her ragged reflection, Eleanor smoothed her wayward hair from her face, and found two extra eyes staring back at her. Losing her balance, she fell headfirst into the cold water.
Coughing and spluttering her way back to the surface, Eleanor stayed away from the edge, and the newcomer, eyeing the small shadowed creature with suspicion.
‘I am Kailara. And we are getting the hell out of here.’
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The Courser pierced through the fabric of reality like a needle, spraying a rainbow of colorful gasses in its wake in an expanding cloud as it emerged from superlight. It drifted for a moment, the auto-pilot system taking control while the pilot slowly came back to his senses. Before it was the Pinwheel, a giant, spoked torus that resembled a cartwheel as it slowly rotated in orbit above a red and dusty planet. It was surrounded by ships. Giant carriers unloaded their crews as hulking...
Felix did indeed call the following morning. Lauren had forgotten and must have sounded particularly dense when she answered the phone. They exchanged pleasantries before she invited him for twelve thirty. He reminded her that he knew the place and would be on time. And, yes, he did eat everything. Emma was more excited than Lauren, fussing around the house looking for a tablecloth for the kitchen and serviettes that were hidden deep in the spare room. It was only later, just before lunch,...
There is a knock on the back door of our farmhouse. I go to answer it. Opening the porch door, I find an unshaven, scruffy looking guy stood there, with unkempt looking hair, wearing a tatty T shirt and dirty jeans. He looks about twenty-five, but. it’s hard to tell really. I notice an old push bike propped up against the garden wall. He stares at me, with an odd grin on his face, showing his yellow teeth, one of which is missing. I try not to show any reaction to his disgusting appearance. ...
ReluctanceHi all Indian sex stories readers First of all I would like to thank ISS to share my special and real experience on this platform. Whether it was feb but too hot in my class because there were 5 girls in my batch. I m Sameer belong to Delhi 5.10″ height 65 weight,lean body,good looking but used to be very champu,wear very formal dress,shy,timid didn’t have the courage to talk to a girl.Used to prepare for govt. Jobs. Things changed when shruti (my duck diamond) joined our batch.After a few...
I had been searching for quite a while for someplace to meet guys for pleasure when I decided to head off to Little Rock to the ABS where I knew there would be a good supply of cocks to suck. On my way I remembered that I had read about a meeting place near a small lake on my way and decided to stop and check it out. After driving around and checking it out I saw that there were several parking places and pulled into a large lot wondering if anybody would show up.I was wearing a pair of extreme...
“What have you been doing?” Dewayne wanted to know. “Eating pussy and fucking the shit out of Janelle. What the fuck do you think we were doing?” The guys had been in the bar long enough that Janelle didn’t want Kent driving. She got behind the wheel. Everyone was hungry and needed a good dinner. Dewayne and Bridget got in the back seat. Bridget gave her husband a very detailed account of why it took the women nearly an hour and a half to get to the bar. She felt Dewayne getting hard...
The next couple of work periods were spent preparing for our transit back to the Empire. Travelling with the Fleets were Amanda, Aramissa, Taisha, Tillan, my Mum and Dayyev, though they were all travelling on the Fury, the flagship of the 6th Fleet, not in stasis on the Spitfire, like me. Also travelling back was Gramps Tivey on the Assault Carrier Felthorn. As ever, Torun tried to get out of going into stasis though to no avail, even Flinn intended travelling back that way, handing over her...
I went to Mr Collins’ office, David’s, for my normal briefing. I enjoyed working for him, he was a quiet kind man. The corridor to the office was long and quiet, it being above what used to be the stables in the old house where our offices were situated. Unusually Mr Collins was sitting, not at his desk but at the low coffee table near the window where he and clients often sat discussing work. The door was open, as it was when he wasn’t busy, and he motioned me over to him. I closed the door...
"Look what I brought home!" Megan Pierce ran to the doorway as soon as she heard her father's voice. He stood in the doorway holding a large white box in his arms, which he struggled to keep upright. "Dad, let me help you with that!" Megan said, as she rushed to help hold the other end of the box. The two of them carried the box into the kitchen and rested it upon the counter. "Let me see, let me see!" Megan said excitedly. Bill Pierce gave his daughter a knowing smile, and...
Years ago I was just eighteen and my friends and I had been hanging out with a couple in their early twenties.We would get booze and go there to drink it and party with them.The female was Angela and her man was called Rick.They seemed a close couple until after about a year he had to get a job out of town and would be gone for weeks. We would still go there and party with Angela but after a while she wouldn't drink or smoke anything but said that she didn't care if we did.As time went on we...
Drunk sexThank you to all the editors who helped with the story!! It was about 4:30 when Chris left. Maureen and I took a shower. I told her, ‘Remember, you promised me anything.’ She replied, ‘I know.’ I told her to go home and put on something sexy. We were going to dinner. I told her to wear a revealing blouse, a short skirt but not slutty. I wanted her to wear garters with no underwear. I told her I wanted it short enough that when she bent over she flashed someone. She returned about two hours...
SOVIET SADIST'S SLAVE (Not of my authorship, author unknown)FOREWORDUrsula moaned and arched her back harder.Tamara sucked the bold burnished nubbins of her glowing tits and fingered her cunt hole with relish. She pressed her thumb against the girl's distended clit and sank all four fingers into her writhing pussy slit.Her pussy muscles obliged with only a bit of resistance.Obviously, the girl had taken a good sized dick recently. Or she was quite used to taking big cock without...
Hi guys, hope you all are doing fine. Today I am here to present one of my incidents from my life that will always remain on my head. Hope you people will like the incident. It is a incident happened sometime back in 2005 or so. I was then around 20 years. We had a huge family and living together. The incident is relating to my Aunt Swati who was that time around 30-31 years old. She has a 5 years old boy also. So coming to the incident, our family is a very fun loving family and we used to...
IncestAngel Smalls gets her fuckholes double penetrated in today’s extravagant Hands on Hardcore episode by DDF Network. The petite babe’s anus and pussy will be stuffed with the two massive rods of Mick Blue and Markus Dupree! The 4’11 American bombshell knows what she wants and guides the two horny dudes through her kinky adventure of intense ass fucking and deep pussy banging. Both guys insert their dongs all the way into her tight holes and fill her mouth with their dicks. Multidick sucking is...
xmoviesforyouThe following weekend was the Labour Day weekend and we all headed up to Jake and Sue's cottage on the Friday night. It was after dark when we arrived, but the night was still very warm, so we took drinks out to the lower deck and sat around drinking, chatting, and enjoying the lake and the beautiful stars for a while before heading back inside to watch a movie.While we were discussing which movie to watch Sue produced a USB flash drive from her bag and passed it to Melanie, saying, “Oh, I made...
Group SexBreakfast didn't slow him down at all. By the time breakfast was over he had interrogated me enough to find out I was a detective, how old I was, that I didn't have any children and had never been married. At one point he said "Are you sure you're not trying to be my mother's boyfriend? Because you sure sound like what she's been looking for." That flustered her and she barked at him. I diverted him by asking him to tell me about his school, and what he liked to do, and what TV...
Roger a fifty-four years old widower lives in the southern part of the USA. He stood about five-foot five, has average weight, black hair, brown eyes, and a muscular build. He doesn’t consider himself handsome, or someone women would find attractive. So he doesn’t have an interested in looking for someone, or dating. He spends his week like the average man, working, taking care of his home and son. While shopping at the local market one Friday he met and has become friends with an older woman...
They kept their jobs at the theater after they had reported their findings to their client. Al wanted them to keep their cover for a while. He told them that the client was going to confront his wife that day and begin divorce proceedings. Evidently she had done this before and the client had proof of her prior 'mistakes'. After they arrived somehow Michael, the leading man, had gotten Barbara alone again. He hadn't even said hello! His lips had found hers and, for Barbara, her well...
Maybe she is hormonal, or maybe she is just horny, but Ryan Keely is feeling extra sentimental about her stepson today. She has been pouring over old photos of him and it has filled her with a warm and fuzzy feeling. But that is not the only full, warm feeling she desires. Before long, she pulls her stepson close and takes his hard cock between her feet for a sexy footjob. Then, she mounts him to grind her juicy MILF pussy all over the root of his prick. He can barely believe how sexual his...
xmoviesforyouKijani sat in the middle of the retrofitted prisoner transport bus. He garnered the attention of another passenger in the row opposite him. “What the get you for,” asked the slim, deep brown-skinned guy wearing the same state issued orange jumpsuit and shackles.Kijani sighed and rolled his eyes. “Prescription forgery.”“Ah hell, you stole a pad?”“I didn’t steal anything,” the burnt-caramel complexioned inmate hissed.“My bad, yo. Calm down. I mean that weed they found wasn’t mine. I ain’t even...
Chem-Tech's Legacy, Matilda's Story (Chapter 2) I woke up a couple of hours later to feel something warm and furry snuggling into my stomach, purring away. I lifted my sheet to see Tabitha. "Hey there Tabby," I said in a sing-song voice, that was quite high pitched. I was still struggling to recognise it as my own. "I'm surprised you know who I am." I was. I didn't look anything like I used to. In fact, how did she know who I am? As well as not looking like I used to, I didn't...
I. The Story Of Alice Alice Grey was a dear little thing, she lived with her parents and worked hard every day at her job in the local drapery store. Her family may have been poor, but they got by, paying their way in the world and earning respect for their dutiful efforts and high moral standards. Alice was a fanciful girl, always dreaming of love and raising her own family, a dream that appeared to be coming true when a handsome young gentleman took an interest in her. This young man came...
Three weeks later, Kirstin was finally going back over to her brother’s apartment. She had managed to scrounge enough food this week from one of her friends, but her supplies were getting down there. She hoped that there was at least going to be a chance continuing to be the sexy maid, even if there were not any extras for posing and stuff. She had begged him to let her come clean house on Friday after he got off work, rather than Sunday, hiding the fact that she was basically out of food. He...
My Minotaur by SizeQueenSupreme © Part 1: In which Lady Ailara buys her last slaveI stepped off the boat, wrinkling my nose at the smells of peasantry. It's not that peasants are bad people of course, they just don't have the intelligence to escape their plight.Of course I was one once. I just happened to be born with a particularly ample bosom, and the brains behind it to land a worthwhile husband. I married him and his wealth at 18 years, and I've never looked back. That's my story, and I...
Supernatural"A whole week off!" Maisie squeaks in my ear as the bell rings to signify the end of the school day- and indeed, the end of this half of the term. At least, it would be the end of the school day for me, were it not for the fact that when I arrive home, I immediately head up to my bedroom and exchange the itchy, clingy black tights and knee-length skirt I've worn all day for an even itchier, even clingier pair of pink tights and a black tank leotard, just as I've done every Tuesday and...
The sun was peeking into your room when you woke up. Feeling disoriented, you stare up at the ceiling for a while. What a wild night...you can't remember when last you had that much fun. You managed to chat up two girls and have sex with both of them, all in the same evening. One of them was a blonde with big tits and an incredbly agile tongue. You remember fucking her in a toiletstall, shooting your cum all over her breasts. The other was an Italian girl, a brunette you met in another pub. She...