Witch Chronicles 002 Elizabeth s Story Elizabeth
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Introduction: Hello and thank you for coming by to read. Once again, this story is completely fictional. I have never nor do I know anyone who has ever experienced anything like this. This is purely a fantasy based story. There are sensitive subjects such as slavery, sexual abuse, and rape in this story. If youre uncomfortable with that, please turn back now. Hope you enjoy! Unlike all the other nights shed spent in her bedroom on that big fluffy mattress, Elizabeth was unable to sleep a blink. She laid awake for most of the night, staring up at the ceiling in exhaustion and confusion. What had she done wrong in her life to have this happen to her? What had she done to this man specifically to make him want to hurt her so badly..?
She sighed and tossed and turned from side to side, trying to get comfortable so that maybe, just maybe her body would fall to slumber. But nothing worked. Her mind was preoccupied with memories of everything that had happened within the past few days, of the torment and of the pleasure. She was unsure how to feel of it all. Wondering whether she should just give in to Kurt and let him have his way, then feeling guilty for even thinking of consenting to this treatment.
She wondered curiously about who Kurt had sent that text message to. Who out there had seen her in such a humiliating setting? Who would be joining them tomorrow? Possible scenarios played through the young womans mind, causing panic and making it all that much harder for her to get some rest. And before she knew it, through her windows the light of dawn broke through. And not too long after that, a hard knock on her bedroom door.
Elizabeth sat up at the sound, staring at her door. Everything in her screamed for her not to give into him, but she still found herself sliding from the side of her bed and slowly making her way toward the door. She opened it up carefully, peering out at the tall, freshly shaven man. Yes, sir? she asked quietly in a groggy little voice.
Good morning, Elizabeth, his voice came through polite and controlled, but she detected not a hint of anger, which she took as a good sign, Would you join me for breakfast?
The girl gulped, remembering just how badly their last meal together had gone. Elizabeth had had a tough life. She had lost everyone she held close to her heart, and now she was alone. It had wounded her deeper than any physical scars for Kurt to use those facts against her. I&hellip, would love to, master, she replied to him hesitantly, opening the door wider to reveal she was only wearing shorts and a tank top, Would you like me to change..?
He stared at her for a moment, eyes grazing over the curves of her body before shaking his head no, You may remain in your pajamas. Follow me. Kurt turned his back on Elizabeth and began walking through the halls, then down the stairway. She left her room, closing the door behind her and following closely behind the man. Finally, the two reached the kitchen. Kurt had already prepared a breakfast for two. Plates adorned with scrambled eggs, sausage, and toast set up on the breakfast bar. Kurt pulled out her chair for her and she climbed in, taking in the smell of the food before smiling at Kurt. If nothing else, the man was an excellent cook.
Kurt took the seat beside her and began digging into his own food. She followed his actions, swearing not to speak unless he spoke first. At this point, she was too afraid of another punishment to speak out of line. They ate their entire meals in silence, then Kurt stood and took both of the plates, washing them in the sink as Elizabeth watched him quietly. How was the meal? he asked without looking to her.
It was great, Elizabeth commented honestly, Thank you, sir.
He nodded to her appreciation, but didnt say anything more until he was standing by her seat. The man leaned in, kissing Elizabeth hard on the lips. She was taken off guard by the gesture, and her breath hitched in her throat. His hand held the back of her head, keeping her lips pressed tenderly to his. And finally, he pulled back and smirked at her, Youve been a good girl. A reward was in order.
Elizabeth cursed at herself in her own mind for the fluttering feeling she felt in her stomach. She swallowed then awkwardly nodded at him, Th-Thank you again, sir&hellip,
Youre welcome, he chuckled at her, then took her hand to help her down from the tall chair, Now, we need to get you prepared for our guest.
The blondes eyes went wide and her heart thumped in her chest, but she didnt protest against him. Whatever he wanted, she would do. Maybe one day, if she lived by that philosophy, he would let her go. But even if he didnt let her go, at least she could avoid the pain and live with only pleasure here. She could grow to be used to that kind of life&hellip, Will you tell me who is joining us, master..? she asked in a hushed voice.
Kurt chuckled, An old friend. Then he led Elizabeth down the hallway and into one of the bathrooms. She stood behind him once in the bathroom, watching as he turned on the water and felt its temperature. He then stripped out of his clothing, letting them fall to the ground gracefully. His body was fit for a god, toned and proportionate in every respect. He turned to face her, Strip.
She frowned at the order, but didnt feel half as nervous being naked around him anymore. She was his after all, and she was sure he would have thrown her out long ago if he wasnt fond of her figure. Elizabeth picked at the elastic waistline of her shorts and slowly lowered them, revealing thin, pale legs and a trimmed pussy with few blonde hairs. The girl pulled her tank top over her head then, allowing her b-cup breasts to breath. Her nipples became hard at the contact with the cold air. Her stomach was flat and toned. Her own body was one of a goddess, so maybe she was the perfect match for Kurt.
He watched her slowly strip for him, and his cock began to swell at the sight of her. She was truly beautiful and worth every penny hed spent on her. Finally, she stood naked. Kurt held out a hand to her, Join me.
Elizabeth nervously stepped closer to him, taking his hand as he led her into the walk-in shower. The water was hot and steam filled the glass chamber they stood in. It felt incredible as the water rushed over her exhausted body. She looked up at Kurt insecurely, but he looked at her like some long lost treasure.
Allowing her to remain under the water, it was obvious that Kurt cared more for her comfort at that moment. He took a bottle of body wash and spilled it over the palm of his hand, then pulled her form towards his, lathering the soap all over her body. Kurt cupped her breasts as he lathered them up, then ran his hands down her stomach to her slit. His hand ran along her opening, back and forth as he cleaned her there. The blonde couldnt help but to moan in ecstasy as his hands wandered over her. She wished it could be this way this tender, this passionate forever.
Quite roughly then, the man forced Elizabeth to turn her back on him and to lean against the tile wall. His hand slid between her ass cheeks, all the way to the front of her pussy from behind. His thumb worked her clit for a moment, causing another loud sound of pleasure from the girl. He smirked at her moans, removing his hands and allowing the hot water to rinse off the soap from her skin. Then he ordered her, Hold your ass out, Elizabeth.
Elizabeth wondered what he was going to do, but followed his order almost immediately. She kept her chest pressed against the wall, but arched her back so that her ass was perked outward. The blonde closed her eyes and awaited her masters next move.
He was pleased to have her following his orders, and every time she proved to be obedient to him, Kurt only wanted to please her more. When she pushed her rear end closer to him, he kneeled down in the shower so that his face was level. He lifted a hand and inserted two fingers into her slit, wiggling them around inside and earning another moan from the girl. Kurt smirked, leaning in and licking Elizabeths clit.
Her eyes widened at the feeling of his mouth on her, but she couldnt help the shaking in her legs or the sounds escaping from her mouth as his tongue continued to play with her parts. He started pumping his fingers in and out of her, every sound she made an encouragement for him to continue. His tongue flicked against her nub, hands holding to her thighs which quivered with the pleasure he was causing her.
When her moans lost their fervor, Kurt decided to add in another finger to the mix. Elizabeth was still as tight as ever, so he had to slowly work the third in. But once he began pounding her with all three, her sounds of pleasure were becoming increasingly louder.
He took her clit between his teeth, nibbling very gently on it. His tongue still graced the tip of her bud while chewing ever so slightly on it. And Elizabeth was practically screaming out in bliss, knees shaking uncontrollably. She threw her head back and the muscles of her womanhood tightened around Kurts fingers, pulsating.
She had cum, and it was an incredible orgasm. Kurt pulled from within her and stood behind her, kissing her neck lightly and running his hands up over her smooth skin. He smirked against the small of the girls neck, Now that is what you get for being a good girl. How was it, Elizabeth?
That was&hellip, amazing, master&hellip, Elizabeth replied to him carefully, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.
He chuckled, Alright, finish cleaning up. We have a guest joining us in about an hour. I want you to meet me in the living room within the next half hour. Dont bother dressing, either. Well probably just tear the clothes off of you if you have any on. Kurts grin was never failing, and it was obvious that he was trying to tease her with the statement. He stepped out from the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist before leaving her alone to finish cleaning herself.
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Elizabeth dried herself off well with a towel and blew her hair dry before heading toward the living room without putting on any clothing. Shed learned by this time, for the most part at least, to just follow Kurts instructions. As long as she did that, Elizabeth knew she wouldnt hate this place as much. Hell, she might even grow to love it.
Kurt was already waiting for her in the living area when she arrived. He stood from where he was seated on the big leather couch and made his way over to her. His hand was gentle on her cheek as he spoke to her, Tonight is about your pleasure, but it is also about the pleasure of our guest. Do you understand, Elizabeth?
She nodded to him, remaining quiet as she silently wondered again about who would be joining them.
I am going to tie you up as usual. Whatever our guest commands, you do. Whatever I command, you do. As long as you behave, you will be rewarded. If not, you will be punished, Kurt explained, then took Elizabeths hand in his own and led her over to the couch. There were a few spools of rope set out on the glass coffee table. Kurt sat the blonde down on the leather and turned to take one of the ropes, unwinding it before her eyes. Hold out your hands, he instructed.
The small blonde looked up at him, and then did exactly as she was told. Pushing her wrists together, she raised them before herself to him. He took the rope and wrapped it in neat layers around and around the frail wrists, then passed it between a few times as well before tying it off. She tugged at the restraints slightly, just to gauge how tight the ropes were. Tight enough to limit her movement to only the slightest wiggle.
Kurt looked pleased with himself as he ordered her, Now, lay down across the couch for me.
Feeling as exposed as ever, there was only the slightest hesitation before she complied to his wished. Pushing herself up with the balls of her feet, the blonde laid on her back, tied hands resting over her chest. Kurt sat at the edge of the couch, just beyond Elizabeths feet, as he took another rope and unraveled it. The girl gulped as he wrapped the thin rope around her ankles, tying them almost the same way he had tied her wrists.
When he was finished with her ankles, he then took the last reel of rope and wrapped it around Elizabeths knees, holding her legs firmly together. Smiling proudly down at her as he insisted, Try to move.
The blonde couldnt help the small embarrassed grin that took over her own lips. She knew she wouldnt be able to move, but she did as she was told. The girl struggled against the ropes that bound her, only able to squirm helplessly and nothing more. Kurt seemed pleased with that. He sat for a moment longer, taking a book and flipping through the pages as he read it. Elizabeth watched him silently, comfortably restrained.
Then the doorbell sounded.
Kurt glanced up over the pages of his book before snapping it shut and placing it on an end table. He stood and looked at the blonde, Are you ready, slave? She couldnt help but grin slightly as he spoke to her. She squirmed under his gaze a bit, tugging a bit at the ropes. He took that as her answer and smiled back at her before making his way over to the front door.
From the way Elizabeth laid on the couch, she couldnt see a thing. But she did hear as Kurt greeted someone and invited her inside. And as he walked with their guest, she heard him explaining politely to her that what happened there today was ultimately up to her. But as the woman came closer and exclaimed her excitement, Elizabeth knew almost immediately who she was. Raven.
The dark-skinned, thin girl stood over Elizabeth and smirked down at her. Elizabeth glared at her, and then shifted her gaze to Kurt, eyes begging him to send Raven home at that instant. She wanted nothing to do with the young woman whom she had trusted and whom had sold her to the highest bidder. My, my, Elizabeth. Do you like your new life here? Raven taunted, a small laugh hanging at the end of her words.
Elizabeths eyes locked to Ravens again and she narrowed them. But she remembered what Kurt had told her. If she refused to let this girl have her way, if she so much as spoke out in protest&hellip, she knew a punishment would ensue. Y-Yes&hellip, she struggled to get the word out without spitting in Ravens smug face.
Shes been learning to behave as of lately, Kurt commented, a grin on his own lips. He was pleased with his slave for biting her tongue as she was taught. He continued then, She has been informed that tonight is about her masters pleasure and our guests as well, of course.
Raven smiled at him widely, looking like an excited child. She was giddy as she said, Well, lets get started then, shall we? Did you bring any toys?
Kurt said nothing, but simply stepped aside to let her see the tools of the trade hed already set out across the coffee table. There was a flogger there, some nipple clamps, lubrication, and a cattle prod. Ravens grin remained on her face as she stepped closer to the table and leaned over to grab the cattle prod. He nodded at her decision, crossing his arms over his chest.
Elizabeth stated at Raven, unsure of what the device in her hands was. Her eyebrows furrowed as she glanced to Kurt, but no explanation was given. She didnt like the smirk on Ravens lips feared for what was to come. Then the dark-skinned girl spoke up to Kurt, Id like her to sit on her knees on the throat and suck your cock.
She was blunt and to the point. And Kurt seemed to like the idea, lips curving at the edges upwards. He took Elizabeth by her shoulders and pulled her to sit at the corner of the couch, then helped her onto her knees on the rug. He stood in front of her, unzipping his pants and letting them fall to the floor along with his boxer briefs. Elizabeth glared at Raven all the while.
It only took a few strokes of the mans cock before he was rock hard. He pressed the tip of his member against Elizabeths plush lips. Her eyes shifted from her friend up to her master, eyes sad, wondering why he would do something like this to her. Open, Elizabeth, he commanded her, voice calm. She frowned, and then opened her mouth, not wishing to be punished. Kurts big hands looped through her blonde hair and pulled her head onto him, feeling his length bury into the back of her throat.
As he entered her, she immediately struggled to breathe. Her eyes widened and she gagged against him, but Kurt refused to let her pull back. A few seconds passed before he pulled his member from her mouth. Slobber dripped to her chin, then over her breasts. There was barely a few seconds in passing before Raven was standing by Kurts side. She held the tip of the prod to Elizabeths right tit, pressing a button.
A small shock was administered and the blond girl squirmed, crying out. So that was what the device did. Her eyes widened and she looked in fear to Raven, then with pleading eyes to Kurt. Ask for his cock, the tall mocha-skinned girl commanded her.
Elizabeths brows furrowed, but she felt the other girl pressing the tip to her skin again and didnt wish to feel any more pain whatsoever, so she did as told. Can I have your cock, Sir?
Kurt grinned, and then looked to Raven for confirmation. She didnt look as pleased. Another shock from the prod caused a whimper from Elizabeth again. The whore needs to be taught some manners apparently, she commented, kissing Kurt on the lips before pulling back and glaring down at the blonde, Now, what do you say?
Can I&hellip, please have your cock, Sir..? the frown was prominent on her lips.
Pleased with her answer, Raven nodded to Kurt. The man took Elizabeths hair again and forced himself into her mouth. He buried his length down to the base, tip hitting the back of her throat, then pulled back until he was almost entirely out of her before pummeling into her again. She chocked, she gagged. Spit and slobber seeped the area between his dick and her bottom lip, soaking her chin, her neck, her chest.
Raven chuckled, stripping out of her own clothing and standing once again beside them nude. With one hand, she held the cattle prod and with the other, she fingered herself, moaning softly. A few minutes of this rhythm continued before Raven pushed the button of the cattle prod again. Elizabeth grunted in pain, but still had Kurts dick deep in her mouth.
Every time he pulls his cock out of your mouth, I want to hear you say&hellip, Raven said, a smirk on her lips, Thank you, Master. May I please have some more?
Kurt smiled widely, obviously enjoying Ravens presence. Elizabeth accepted her fate, she remembered her lines. And as Kurt pulled out of her mouth, she took only a short moment to cough and gasp for breath before she breathlessly said, Thank you, sir&hellip, M-May I please have&hellip, some more&hellip,?
No, no, no! Raven shook her head in disapproval, no hesitation behind her finger as it pressed the button again. Another shock shook Elizabeths body. She nearly fell back, but Kurt took her by the shoulder and steadied her. The blonde had tears running from her eyes as she glared up at her old friend. Why was this girl so willing to hurt her?
Thank you, Master&hellip, May I please have some more? the girl corrected herself, opening her mouth for Kurt.
He slid inside her once more, pumping in and out and earning a few coughing and choking sounds. When he pulled out, Elizabeth lowered her head, spitting and coughing. Her shoulders raised and lowered heavily as she tried to catch her breath. Blue eyes found Kurt again soon though and she cried, Th-Thank you, Master&hellip, May I pl-please have some more..?
Raven poked the prod into her b-cup breast, causing the blonde to quiver with fear. But the other girl didnt shock her this time, simply grinned, No more. Its my turn to have some fun. She turned to Kurt and kissed him hard on the lips, and then whispered something into his ear. Elizabeth watched, feeling foolish for the jealousy washing over her at the sight.
Once Raven pulled back, Kurt scooped Elizabeth off the floor and placed her back on the couch, though. He lifted her like she was simply a feather to him. He placed her on her stomach, then pressed her knees against her stomach so that her ass was raised in the air. The girl, from her spot on the couch, watched as the dark-skinned, tall girl stood just before her face and bent over there.
Kurt stroked himself for a moment, then stood behind Raven, lining up to her hole from behind her. He pressed himself inside and she moaned loudly, eyes popping open widely. Elizabeth once again felt envy taking over her entire being. This was just sick, making her watch as they fucked one another. Kurt buried his length deep into the dark lips of her vulva, his thighs making a clap-clap-clapping sound against her ass as he did.
She breathed heavily, moaned, whimpered, and groaned. Then screamed out, Yes! Fuck me! This carried on for minutes minutes that seemed to the blonde to be more like hours. Then she felt something she wanted no part of, Ravens slender fingertips grazing along her ass cheeks and fiddling against her tight hole there. She moaned, then took one of her hands back to place it in her own mouth, moistening. This whore needs a little ass-play, she whispered amorously.
Elizabeth felt her finger enter her ass, a place she had never once been touched intimately before. The girl gasped, her body tightening up at the touch. No, please! she cried out, pushing her ass cheeks together in an attempt to stop Raven from entering there.
Elizabeth! Kurt barked at her and she jumped a bit at his voice, flinching in fear that he may hit her. He didnt hit her though, simply commanded her calmly, Remember that this night is about our guest. Remember what I told you before Raven arrived. Elizabeth remembered. If she followed what they said, she would get pleasure like she had this morning. If not, she would have punishments like those shed already witnessed.
The blonde frowned, the dark-haired girl smirked. And Elizabeth ceased her tensing, allowing Raven to slide her finger inside, knuckle deep. She winced, uncomfortable as the girl brought her finger out, then slammed it back inside her ass. It was an odd sensation to have that small hole invaded so roughly and so suddenly. But she noticed the less she fought it, the more pleasure she got from it.
The faster Kurt pumped into Raven, the faster and harder the girls finger slid in and out of Elizabeths asshole. Raven was quite the vocal lover, letting out sounds of pleasure left and right. Her c-cup breasts bounced every time the man pushed himself so deeply inside of her. After a while of this madness, much to her own disdain, Elizabeth couldnt help letting out her own small moan.
Well, well&hellip, Raven rasped lustfully, I think our little slut is having a good time, how about you, Kurt?
He chuckled and nodded his head, hands grasping her slender hips which he had been pulling to him viciously. His brow was beaded with sweat and there was a look of pure enjoyment on his face, She always enjoys the things I do to her. Whether she likes it or not.
I want you to fuck her in the ass, the dark-skinned woman said so suddenly. Elizabeths blue eyes were doe-like and filled with panic. But she didnt mutter a word. Raven took her fingers from the girl, then pulled away from Kurts dick, turning to face him. She spoke sensually to him as her hands rested on his broad shoulders, Take her. Make her ass yours.
Elizabeth stared at them from her place on the couch. She couldnt see much, but through the split in Ravens thin legs she could have sworn she saw the mans member twitch. She could feel her heart beating hard in her chest as the two of them switched positions and Kurt kneeled on the couch just behind her. She heard a cap to a bottle opening, then felt the cold application of something wet on her hole. Then she felt him pressing himself against her there.
No, no, no&hellip,
Ravens thin fingers were one thing, But Kurt was quite the sizeable man, in both girth and length&hellip, She didnt want to speak out against him, but she didnt want to feel him inside of her there either. The girl bit down hard on her bottom lip, tightening up in preparation for him. Kurt pressed the head of his cock against her ass, but had a hard time getting it in. He pushed a bit harder and the blonde whimpered in pain, breathing quickly and shallowly.
If you dont fight it, Elizabeth, Kurt started coolly, it will not hurt as much.
Raven chuckled, watching the whole thing standing beside the two of them. Elizabeth swallowed, closing her eyes tightly. She breathed deeply a few times to calm herself, then released her worries as best as she could. She felt Kurt press himself against her again. And this time, the tip of his shaft slowly entered. It was painful, but it was blissful as well. The blondes eyes shot wide open at the sensation, her jaw dropping slightly as well. Kurt was not rough as he normally was, he was slowly lowering himself into her tight hole as it wrapped around his member inch by inch&hellip,
And once he was buried inside of her down to the base, Kurt slowly removed himself, then once again entered and dove in bit by bit. Slowly but surely, Elizabeth fell victim to the overwhelming pleasure of his thrusts. Her lips pursed slightly and small hums and moans escaped through them. She felt herself stretching for him, becoming more accepting of his length. And the discomfort faded to something shed never felt before, something like euphoria.
Part of her felt disgusted with herself for enjoying the feelings he gave her. This was rape! She wanted to go home, and back to school! But the other half of her was actually beginning to enjoy her life as his slave. The satisfaction that came with obeying him was unlike anything shed ever felt. She wanted more.
This went on for moments before Raven climbed onto the couch in front of Elizabeth. She sprawled her legs wide so that the blondes face was just before her cunt. I want you to lick my pussy while your master fucks you, she spoke so condescendingly to her. Elizabeth glared, unable to believe shed ever trusted such a monster&hellip, confided in her. Still, she remembered her promise to Kurt. She would obey. And she reminded herself that this was not truly for Raven, but for Kurt for herself.
Sticking her tongue out, the girl licked up Ravens slit. She didnt enjoy the taste of the other young womans cunt, but she continued nonetheless. Her tongue flicked across the brown nub at the top of Ravens pussy for a moment. Then she let out a loud moan as the man behind her began to quicken his pace. The dark-skinned girl grabbed a handful of golden hair and pulled her face into her slit, practically suffocating the slave in her juices there.
Elizabeth sobbed slightly into Ravens flesh. Her tongue continued to work against her. Raven moaned lowly, locking eyes with Kurt. The man was loosening Elizabeths hole with each time he shoved himself into her. He watched Elizabeth licking Raven, pleased with the training of his own personal whore. He had had enough of the slow, sensual shit, though. Part of the fun was hearing Elizabeth cry and moan. He loved how submissive she was, but he also enjoyed a good fight.
Long hard thrusts left Kurt buried deep into her ever-stretching asshole, followed by the complete removal of his cock before pushing deep inside of her once more. He did this over and over, each time, increasing his speed. She moaned. He raised a hand and slapped hard against the young womans ass cheek, then took a handful of the welted flesh and squeezed. She cried out. Moaned louder.
Her moans caused vibrations against Ravens clit. She groaned and cupped her own breasts, teasing her nipples. This carried on, a song of groans and grunts and moans and whimpers between the three of them. Ravens breaths came quicker after a while, though and as Elizabeth ran her tongue over the womans clit, she moaned loudly and rocked her hips against the blondes face.
Kurt watched her climaxing, coming close to it himself. He bucked his hips hard and quickly in short little thrusts, almost as if trying to dig himself deeper into Elizabeth than he already was. He did this faster and faster, causing the young blonde tied beneath him to squeal in pleasure and in pain. Then to took hold of both sides of her hips and pulled her onto him deeply, cock exploding in orgasm deep inside of her. He pulsated inside of her for a moment, a low sigh hanging from his lips in exhaustion.
And as soon as the man pulled from within her, Elizabeth felt her hole tighten up again, white liquid seeping from within it.
Kurt wasted no time in untying Elizabeths ankles and knees, then helped her to sit up and untied her wrists. He looked at her with pride, then touched the side of her face gently, pulling her to him for a tender kiss. Raven stood and got dressed quickly, then plopped back to her spot on the couch. Kurt pulled Elizabeth to a stand and instructed her, Go into the kitchen and make Raven and I two glasses of Merlot, Elizabeth.
She looked at him sheepishly, blinked a few times then nodded her head. But as she went to stand, she felt a small stab of pain. He had done a number on her that much was sure. Still, Elizabeth limped carefully out of the living room and into the kitchen. She heard the two of them mumbling in small talk while she was in the other room, gathering up two wine glasses and pouring into each of them the deep red liquid.
The blonde returned quickly with the two glasses, handing both of them over to Kurt. She couldnt help but to glare sideways at Raven. Couldnt help but to hate her. Kurt took both wine glasses and passed one to Raven, seating himself beside the dark-skinned woman. Just stand there, Elizabeth, he demanded the action of her.
She listened. She always listened.
Raven, after sipping at her wine, spoke up, I have to admit, youve done very well with her. I never thought she would become so obedient and accept her fate so quickly&hellip,
Shes had some growing pains, Kurt admitted with a brief shrug of his big shoulders, But she is getting to a place of obedience. She understands now that following orders reaps benefits. And that disobeying my commands is&hellip, ill-advised. The man eyed Elizabeth, she looked at him, and then quickly looked away. She was trying her best not to listen to their conversation, but she was ordered to stand there, and there was not much else for her to do.
The mocha-skinned bitch smirked, then chuckled lightly under her breath, Youre quite the passionate lover, Kurt. And quite the slave trainer as well. Have you ever considered becoming a trader in the business?
He eyed her, eyes narrowing slightly, You trying to get me to go into business with you?
With me? Raven laughed and shook her head no, No, you and I would rarely get into bed with one another. I dont like getting my hands dirty, you know that. Im more of a&hellip, facilitator.
And I would be?
Raven looked at Elizabeth, her gaze searching the young woman, You would be making a lot of cash. That inheritance of yours is not going to last you forever, Kurt. Im only offering you a valid way to earn quite the pretty penny doing what youre good at making bitches like her learn their place.
Elizabeth squirmed under the other girls gaze, and shivered slightly at her words. Was she suggesting to Kurt that he should sell her for a profit? Elizabeth could get used to being Kurts slave, but she didnt want to think about what kind of creep she could be traded to next. She frowned.
Kurt stared at Raven for a moment, his lips formed into a straight line. He took a moment before responding to her, You make a good point. But is the risk truly worth it?
Thats for you to decide, the dark-skinned girl was quick to answer him, For myself, I make a couple hundred thousand here and there to simply be an accessory. For you, Kurt&hellip, Youd be making from one to three million dollars to kidnap, rape, and abuse a girl into being obedient like little Elizabeth here&hellip,
His gaze was contemplative, lost in thought. Probably calculating his risks in his mind.
For example: for her in the condition shes in&hellip, you could make a couple million dollars just selling her to any random Joe Shmoe, Raven said to further her point.
And Elizabeth cringed at the thought of being sold. She cringed at the thought of what kind of man would be her master after Kurt. Maybe someone not so handsome. Maybe someone not so gentle. Maybe someone not even so kind.
Thank you, Raven, Kurt said quickly, Youve given me a lot to think about. But if you wouldnt mind, it is getting a bit late.
Not at all, Raven replied with that sick smile still on her lips. Elizabeth couldnt believe shed ever trusted such a sadistic bitch. The woman stood from her place on the couch, downed the rest of her wine in a few gulps, then slid on her high heels and walked to the front door. Kurt accompanied her, leaving Elizabeth standing sore and naked alone in the living room. Her ears were peeled and she heard as Kurt wished Raven a good night.
Elizabeth didnt wish anything good for that cunt. She wished she would die in a terrible crash on the drive back to her home. She wished to never lay eyes on Raven ever again&hellip, And she wished that whatever ideas Kurt was getting were not of selling her.
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This continues the efforts by 24-year-old Miss Bentner to have disciplinary control over 36-year-old Elizabeth, as she already had control over Elizabeth’s 17-year-old daughter, Emma. The discipline came first. Now though comes the manipulation of both mum and daughter to ensure both submit to her: Miss Bentner looked at the two bottoms still bent across the table. She knew Emma will be wet with anticipation for her ‘afters,’ finger and tongue sex. It happened regularly after she spanked the...
SpankingElizabeth Carson walked back up her path enjoying thestinging feeling across her bottom, ready to go to her bedroom and masturbate. She unlocked her front door and walked in to her house. She stopped short when she saw 24-year-old Miss Bentner was already in the hallway with Emma, Elizabeth’s 17-year-old daughter. Miss Bentner didn’t look like a teacher today. She wasn’t in school so that was Ok. Today she wore a tight fitting vest top that showed off her full breasts and firm arms. Her hair...
SpankingAmy and Elizabeth By Boobwatch One Chapter One When Amy Liu arrived for work, there was a message on her voice mail from Elizabeth Coleridge. Elizabeth wanted to see Amy in her office as soon as she got in. This was a bit odd. Elizabeth was a senior vice-president at Yesenia Electronics, and was not involved in the day-to-day workings of the engineering department. In fact, Amy couldn't recall ever having spoken to Elizabeth, aside from an occasional "Hello" in the hallway....
By Beagle 9690 October 2006 I am a Correction Officer assigned to a maximum-security prison of some notoriety in Western New York. I have lived alone since my wife passed away five years ago. The term insurance that I carried on my wife paid off all debt, and added to my net worth. It did nothing to console my loneliness. My house is a large three-story brick farmhouse. Stately and mature black walnut trees surround it. I also had a large stands of oak and hard maple trees 400 yards...
Unlike the weeks following my brief tryst with Harris during which I battled constant anxiety, guilt and distractions, I felt very content and satisfied following my evening with Don at his hotel in Midland. I am not entirely sure why. Perhaps it was the fact that although I did have two wonderful climaxes with Don, my encounter with him was more emotional and less sexual. Don’t get me wrong, Harris was caring and respectful; however, when he fucked me, and particularly when Harris and...
Lesbian"Whew!" After a 45-minute session of sex on a warm summer Saturday morning with my husband, Ryan, he rolls off of me and rests beside me as we both giggle and grab the other's hand. We lie silently and look up at the fan over our bed with 90s R&B playing loudly in our room. Ryan and I are newlyweds. We've been together about three years and married for two months. I'm 21 years old and he's 22. We met in my freshman year of college when Ryan was a sophomore. He recently graduated and I'm...
Authors Note: I quote in part from a review on one of my stories Painting The Rose. The review Stupid is as stupid does 01/20/09 By Anonymous in USA: ‘The sex was minimal, and for the most part, not there. Hence, some might not have liked it for its lack of vicarious luridness. This Story does not contain vicarious luridness. To Anonymous in USA: Thank You! I am a Correction Officer assigned to a maximum-security prison of some notoriety in Western New York. I have lived alone since my wife...
Irene did tell Benjamin what had happened between us, that much I do know. Exactly what she told him or how he received the news was to remain a mystery, for she never told me (or Elizabeth that I know of) anything of it all. I knew well enough not to look either of them up in the ensuing days, and so all the angst and mystery of the day after were still very much in force when Elizabeth and Jonathan returned to Westfordshire City on Saturday. Though I did not know with certainty which train...
The inquiring reader must, I fear, be informed that this humble offering cannot be understood without some knowledge of Miss Jane Austen's classic novel, Pride & Prejudice. If you have not read that novel, why are you wasting time with my work? Pride & Prejudice is not just a romance; it is the romance in the English language. On the Storiesonline scale, it scores two hundred ... at least. Go read it forthwith! It's available online, if you so desire. If reading gently paced...
"Hello, is this Howdy?" the soft feminine voice on the phone asked. "Well, I guess that depends on who is asking," I replied in a slightly flirtatious tone. Veronica, my wife of over thirty years had only been gone a few days. The annual month long ski tour from Heavenly to several Colorado stops to Jackson Hole was under way without me this year. A nagging running injury had made me reconsider joining my wife and her two female cousins this time around. The only down side I could see by not...
HardcoreThe sun was ablaze on the mysterious tropical island, and Jonathan was ambling down the beach admiring the waves. Rocky bluffs on one side, emerald-green water as far as the eye could see on the other, and the sand felt beautifully soft between his toes as he walked alone towards the somewhere he knew but couldn’t quite remember. The sound of the waves rang out in his ears, and he could hear the seagulls crowing overhead as well, only strangely enough they sounded nothing like any bird he had...
Hindsight is such a very queer mistress. Of this I am reminded again and again in recounting the escapades of my youth and my dear friends in Westfordshire City. Time and again in those wonderful days, I feared a lovely era in my life was over, only to grow stronger and happier in the long term. Had I only known when the era truly was to come to a traumatic, irreversible end, I’d have spent far less of my precious time worrying about such things, and more of it enjoying the precious days we did...
Elizabeth and I have been friends for more years than we care to remember. She is the one person I feel totally comfortable with, and who knows ALL my secrets. I have always known she is bi-sexual and admired the fact that she took the world by storm, while I was afraid to act on my desires. I have always been able to be sexually free with her. We had seen each other nude more times than I can remember, slept in the same bed together, shopped for sex toys together, and even fingered ourselves...
Elizabeth and I have been friends for more years than we care to remember. She is the one person I feel totally comfortable with, and who knows ALL my secrets. I have always known she is bi-sexual and admired the fact that she took the world by storm, while I was afraid to act on my desires. I have always been able to be sexually free with her. We had seen each other nude more times than I can remember, slept in the same bed together, shopped for sex toys together, and even fingered ourselves...
LesbianI really like having my wife Elizabeth wearing stockings, suspenders and high heels being fucked on her hands and knees, doggy style, by other men and also with other women using a strap-on dildo. I love to watch as Elizabeth gets a right good-old-fashioned shagging and a sexual seeing too! I like to watch Elizabeth getting sexual servicing while she is on her knees and being fucked in front of a large mirror, so that she can watch herself and I enjoying sex together.Recently we met a young...
Michael Courtney was in his local supermarket one Friday afternoon. He was only shopping for himself, so he only had a basket, which he was slowly filling up with items that he thought he might need for the weekend. He was 36, and for the last three months since his divorce was finalised, he had been readjusting to the single life, after eight, sometimes good, sometimes tempestuous, years of marriage. He quite liked these minor excursions, two or three times a week, to stock up on essentials...
The sound of distant cannon fire carried over the southern meadow. Where once there was a sea of grass dotted with dandelions there was now a city of tents. Hundreds of soldiers with musket and sword shuffled about in their yellow coats, leather boots trampling the grass and mud under hardened heel. The eyes of all vacant and defeated. The great castle that rested on the cliff of the northern bay, once a symbol of great pride to the gentle countrymen, was little more than trivial decoration to...
It was nearing the end of a chilly, but not too forbidding day in Westfordshire City. Elizabeth hurried up the high street, clutching her cloak tightly around her to keep warm as she anticipated the hot mineral bath just a few blocks away. The sun, already barely visible behind the clouds and drizzle of the season, was vanishing behind the long row of old, cold and yet beautiful brick buildings lining the avenue, and a gentle sheet of rain was barely visible in the light of the ornate electric...
‘Tell me once again,’ I implored Irene as we enjoyed the mellow aftereffects of our now-depleted bottle of wine, the café buzzing pleasantly just beyond our cosy table, ‘That time we all played together…you were imagining doing what to Elizabeth and Benjamin?’ Irene cringed, but she laughed as well. ‘Oh, how I rue the day I let that tidbit slip! Just promise me, Agnes, you will never tell Elizabeth I told you of that!’ ‘I never have and I never will,’ I vowed, grateful that Elizabeth and...
PART 1 The art student held still, knowing that one wrong move, even a sneeze would offset her pose and anger the teacher. She thought back to the moment the teacher, Mr. Hardy, had first approached her about posing for her fellow classmates. "Art," he'd said, "requires the artist to do things she would never normally do, like posing nude for other artists." At the time, she couldn't bear the thought of doing something so offbeat. Posing nude, being nude around others, wasn't natural...
Every summer that goes by for a decade or more now, I tell myself this is the last bikini season for me, but the following summer I invariably find that it still fits and I still look as presentable as could be expected for my late forties. But even had I been concerned that my prime was finally past as I blossomed forth from Elizabeth and Jonathan’s seaside cottage on that sunny afternoon, I would have surely allowed for one last hurrah of our youth, after all, that was what the holiday was...
This is my first attempt at erotic fiction. Constructive criticism would be appreciated. Email me at [email protected] ElizabethChapter 1I saw her setting in her car. It was obvious that she was trying to decide whether to come inside or drive away and continue to deny the need that she had harbored for years.I had arrived at the restaurant early, so I could get a booth near the back and relax for a few minutes after a long day at the office. Finally I saw her steel her nerves and get out of...
My wife Elizabeth recently had quite a sexy experience. She has been asking me to let her have a sexy 'Fling'. With a younger man, in fact a younger man at least half her age.Elizabeth is a great looking woman. (She is 49 years, young!) So that meant finding a young man not older than say, 24 or 25, but mostly likely Elizabeth was asking me to find her a young man who was around 19, maybe 20 years old. She had this idea in her head and she was determined that she wanted to try it out.I agreed...
"Elizabeth, my dear, of all the pleasurable things there are in the world to do, the only thing I prefer to eating your wonderful pussy is fucking your wonderful pussy. Let me know when you are rested and ready."Her smile grew broader. "You are such a flatterer. Just let me rest for a minute and then we'll see if your cock is as good as your tongue," she said. Elizabeth knew full well that my cock was every bit as good as my tongue–I never let my lady friends down and she was one of my...
TabooMy name is Billy and my wife Elizabeth. We have always enjoyed having sexy fun together and I have always enjoyed being entertained by my posh wife as she undressed herself for me in the bedroom. I have always enjoyed seeing women in sexy lingerie. In stockings and suspenders, basques and corsets etc. So I have always encouraged Elizabeth to wear stockings and suspenders and erotic lingerie. We have been married for some time now and over years we have had many erotic adventures together. Often...
Elizabeth embraced our night together like it would surely be our last. She said she believed me when I told her that Tuck had endorsed our sleeping together. She was concerned that he wouldn't remember asking me to fuck the bitchiness out of his wife when he woke up the next morning. It was after two-thirty when I climbed in bed with her, and I dare say it was after three when I went to sleep. Elizabeth let me sleep until eight-thirty before I woke to find her sucking my cock. "I still...
Ch. 1The rain drumming steadily on cobbles outside was a pleasant distraction from the throbbing pain. Elizabeth had lost track of exactly where she was sore. The pain had long ago turned into a persistent ache that left her stomach churning with nausea, only broken by the periods when one of them would come back to use her. But the rain was nice. It was different. It reminded her of home and of happier times.Pushing the memories back down, Elizabeth tore her pale green eyes away from the...
Missy met me at the back door with a coffee and my usual muffin in hand. "He didn't call, so I couldn't make it last night," she said, wistfully. I took the coffee and muffin from her, too stunned to know what to say. Why was she playing dumb? "That's okay. I know you would have come to the cottage if you could have." "Maybe tonight," she said, expectantly cheerful. "I hope so," I said, backing away. "Hey, aren't you going to check to see if I'm wearing panties this...
The snowflakes were drifting beautifully to the street below as the workday wound down. I was grateful for the electric lights Mr. Thompson had had installed shortly before I had come to work in his office, for their warm glow was marvellous against the slate-grey afternoon sky outside. It was just one of a hundred delights I found in being a working woman in those days when that was still quite unusual. The grey would of course have faded to black by the time I took my leave in an hour or so,...
We are a couple called Elizabeth and Billy and we really like to have lots of fun with other people. Swinging and having sexy adventures with other couples and erotic sexual encounters. I like to have Elizabeth dressed up in her posh outfits. Her expensive posh dresses, skirts and wearing posh erotic lingerie, stockings, suspenders and basques and sexy outfits in leather and lace and take her out and about to places. Sometimes without her wearing any panties.During most weekend we will go out...
Elizabeth is a beautiful, mature woman I have known for several years now. One of my regulars and one of my favorite lady friends, we have had some wonderful times together. I can always count on some hot sex when we hook up and even in between times, as Elizabeth also likes phone sex when we can't get together.Elizabeth is a former model who now runs her own fashion line of clothes as well as makeup and perfumes, although as far as I'm concerned, she could still keep up with the best of them...
TabooWe’re looking at the beautiful English countryside – fields, stone walls, a few cows grazing ... Then we’re looking at a build up inner city street – big shop windows and hundreds of people walking by ... Then we’re looking at a crowded sandy beach – kids building sandcastles, parents sunbathing ... Then we’re looking at a big boat crossing over a river – tourists leaning over the sides, taking pictures... Then we’re in a large carpark ... Hundreds of cars, shoppers pushing trolleys back...
We had been doing this for years, my wife and I. Sipping on champagne in the back of Jim's limousine, on our way to yet another event. This one was a certified black tie affair, cocktails in the early hours and then dinner and awards to follow. A successful career in advertisement has its perks, and a fully compensated evening at a five star resort - I would think - qualifies as one.These galas never seemed to bother her, that was for certain. Elizabeth looked absolutely gorgeous sitting snugly...
‘I now pronounce you husband and wife.’ At the minister’s announcement, the entire garden had erupted in cheers as Elizabeth and Jonathan shared their first kiss as a married couple. It was a long kiss, of course, but I am quite certain no one was surprised. Not Irene, the maid of honour, who stood clutching my hand discreetly by my side (I bore no bitterness at her title, Elizabeth had known her rather longer than she had known me, after all), not Maggie or Eunice or Lindy or the numerous...
Hank: Hank had his computer up. He was looking up the Investigators on the web, a red head named Sofia and his daughter Maggie under his desk. The Head Investigator seemed iron clad, but his partner, his Assistant had children, a boy and a girl, both in a nearby school district. Hank was thinking it might he might be able to introduce them to his school districts health education. “Should I let the judge fuck me?” Maggie asked, resurfacing from his balls. “Not yet,” Hank said, his orgasm...
Samantha Jones gasped as Elizabeth wiggled her tongue deep into her ass, enjoying the slut's degradation almost as much as she was enjoying the rim job. She had arrived only a thirty minutes ago, meeting young Elizabeth for the first time.?It was a standard suburban house, in a standard suburban neighborhood, quiet at one in the morning. When she had knocked, she had been greeted at the door by Elizabeth; had she not been shown pictures of her before, she would have been shocked. ...
Stretching my legs out in front of me and yawning quietly to myself, I settled in my seat for a long ride. I was headed over to England to meet with Elizabeth Hurley about landing a role in another film. Elizabeth was often times called one of the most beautiful and most photographed women in the world, and given the publicity she recieved in the British tabloids, it was not hard to see why. Some of the actresses I have dealt with while I was out in Los Angeles, famous or not, have been major...
Monday came and went, Tuesday came and went. I was beginning to feel very depressed without my Elizabeth to be around. I didn't even need the sex, really. Just being around her was what I wanted. On Wednesday my phone rang and I answered it. It was Elizabeth! "Hi, do you want to come over?" she asked me. "What about your parents?" I asked. "They're at my sister's band concert," she told me. Her younger sister Melissa was in her Middle School band. I said yes and...
I use to go to a Maltese prostitute called Vivian. On my request she arranged for a threesome with another bisexual lady.I arrived and Vivian greeted me with a long French kiss. She introduced me to Elizabeth. Taller, more beautiful with amazing long legs. I went and kissed her letting her feel my hard on and I felt her hard nipples. This was going to be a great meeting.We undressed and Vivian and Elizabeth started a great lesbian encounter for me to see. I managed to kiss them both and made...
I am waiting at the agreed-upon spot. It's dark and quiet, just like I wanted. It's a hot summer evening in Chicago, and it's only going to get hotter. I've been looking forward to this meeting with my slut. I think of the digital pictures you sent me; the one with a dildo shoved up your ass and the wonderful pained expression on your face. Another pic with the same dildo buried deep in your mouth, your tongue licking all around it. Another with a vibrator up your cunt and your back arched as...
This is a true story. A story of my love for the dearest lady I ever knew. A story of love lost, but still enduring. I first laid eyes on Elizabeth on the morning I reported for work as chief engineer in her family’s small ship repair yard. She was a good looking young lady, a daughter of my employers and head of staff at the family’s small, harbor-side hotel, where I was given a room in staff quarters in the rear wing of the hotel and, though there were several rooms there, only Elizabeth and...
Elizabeth and I have been friends online for some months now. She and I agreed we both move to London to finally meet she and her boyfriend while working there for a couple of years at least. We have become good friends in that time. We know each other well, having talked through a range of things, holidays, work, parties, relationships, sex, hobbies, family. I suppose I enjoy how she is always polite and yet fun and naughty to chat with! Oh, did I mention she’s beautiful, works out and has a...
Edward and Elizabeth met at a nice restaurant. It was raining outside. The hostess greeted them making them aware that it would be a few minutes before a table was ready. She pointed out the coat checkroom and suggested they hang their wet coats and umbrellas there apologizing that there was no one taking coats. Elizabeth followed Edward to the coatroom and removed her coat.Edward smiled as he took in her navy suit, white blouse, just a hint of cleavage. As he turned around from hanging her...
VoyeurFriday, Mid-April Elizabeth came home after a long, long Friday at the office. She dropped her purse and her briefcase on the floor as she came into her apartment. She sat at the kitchen table and put her head in her hands. She was depressed, she was lonely, she was frustrated, and she was angry. Her boyfriend of seven months had dumped her at lunch…on the phone. Maybe she’d become a hermit. There were female hermits, weren’t there? The phone rang. It was Kimberly, her neighbor and co-worker....
....and here IS the story as recounted to me by the delightful old lady, Bettina.The early morning spring sunshine lights up a pretty country scene. Whitewashed cottages line a neat and tidy village street. ElizabethSchmidt is in the local shop to buy provisions, but times are verydifficult, and even though she trims her shopping list to the bare minimum,she finds that she doesn't have enough money. Prices seem to be rising bythe day and her account at the shop is already too much for her to...
Elizabeth had gone down to do some laundry when she overheard Gail and Cindy talking about some of the clients they had had. Elizabeth listened for awhile and then stepped forward. “Hi ladies, how you doing today, I’m Elizabeth” Cindy answered, “Hi, oh sure we meet you when you patched up John, how is he now? Oh this is Gail and I’m Cindy” “Oh he is fine doing just fine. I could not help but hear what you two were talking about and I know what you do for a living. I sure hope you’re...
As we had been doing lately Elizabeth met me after my third period class to go to lunch together. As we walked to the cafeteria she asked me if we were definitely going to group that evening and I told her, “Yep.” “I’m glad,” she replied and we went through the cafeteria line getting our food and sat with the other varsity cheerleaders. Again a big deal was made of her being back at school and she was mostly embarrassed about all the fuss and said it was no big deal. Happily the...
Continuing our journey through the Ivy Leagues, we are at Yale University this week. It is perhaps one of the few universities to have as storied a history as Harvard. Cut to the pool. A young woman is swimming laps in the Olympic sized pool. This is Elizabeth Johansson, a sophomore; or, a second year student for our viewers back home. She is the only one in the fast lane and cuts through the water like a dolphin. After five more turns she pulls herself out of the water. She slides her...
******************************************************************************************************************** Steve was at home on a Saturday relaxing after a long week at work, he was finally slipping into a nice sleep when a piercing ring sounded in his ears, he was jerked out of his sleep by his wife calling him, “hi Janice what’s up” he said as he picked up the phone “Steve I forgot to take a box of baby stuff over to Elizabeth seeing since she is pregnant and we don’t need them...
It wasn’t George’s intention to start a relationship with Elizabeth. He knew that his mate Richard had been in an association with her for some time; he also knew that they were no longer in that relationship and if it hadn’t been for Elizabeth herself taking an interest in him, especially when she told him that she had a meal voucher to a local Chinese restaurant and had invited him for a meal, that because of other commitments had to be declined for the voucher had only a short time to run....
A sweltering June morning brought Elizabeth to a dilemma; her car blew its radiator the day previous and even though she resisted, she was forced to ride the floundering subway. As she descended the escalator to the station platform, her shoelace was caught in the steps, causing her to scream for help. Luckily away from his post, Kenneth sprinted to the escalator, diving for the emergency stop button. He stopped it three feet from the bottom, sparing injury for the grateful Elizabeth....
The chair arrived at ten o'clock this morning. I called Peter and asked him to to come over and help me assemble it, but he said he couldn't come by until after two. That was fine, I just wanted it put together before bedtime tonight.I went into the kitchen and poured myself a cup of coffee. It was cold so I put it in the microwave for ninety seconds while I scouted around for something to munch with it. When the microwave dinged, I walked to the basement door and turned on the light....
THE TALE OF COUNTESS ELIZABETH BATHORY © 1997, 2005, 2007 by Anthony Durrant As I stood by my dead mother's grave, I remembered her last words to me: "My son, you must go to the town of Krolensk. There, you will soon find your future, and a great truth will be revealed to you." After setting up a rock to serve as my mother's tombstone, I walked alone into the vast plains of my native Hungary. After a few miles of walking, I sat down under a tree to rest, and there I...
THE TALE OF COUNTESS ELIZABETH BATHORY © 1997, 2005, 2007 by Anthony Durrant As I stood by my dead mother's grave, I remembered her last words to me: "My son, you must go to the town of Krolensk. There you will soon find your future, and a great truth will be revealed to you." After setting up a rock to serve as my mother's tombstone, I walked alone into the vast plains of my native Hungary. After a few miles of walking, I sat down under a tree to rest...
I awoke with a heavy headache, eyes stinging and stomach in churn. I drank too much scotch last night, that was for certain. Worse, I had forgotten to mitigate the impending damage with any water. I also pumped out several orgasms, which had drained me of my testosterone. My physical ailments paled in comparison to what my real strife was, however. The memory of last night flooded back with unforgiving potency.I glanced to my left, apparently Elizabeth had already awoken and left the room. The...
With my head buried deep in my race guide, a thousand miles away, I feel a hand on my shoulder. Turning my head to the left I see my good friend Michelle. We had car pooled to the track earlier that morning with her husband and a few other friends. In amongst the hustle and bustle of the keen racing enthusiasts we had managed to find a tall round bar table and some stools to stand at for the day, somewhere to place our drinks, girls to put their handbags and rest their feet. My eyes glance...
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