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Abuse of Power

by FrancisMacomber on Sep 18, 2017
Loving Wives

There wasn't a cloud in the early spring sky and the groundskeepers had the grass long, thick and green in anticipation of the day's expected onslaught of 30,000 people. "What a perfect day for the Easter Egg Roll," Jake thought, as he and Catherine carefully made their way across the White House lawn. Jake had been apprehensive about Catherine's safety am...

Abuse Me

by Lisa_1978 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

WARNING!!!!!!! DO NOT READ THIS STORY IF YOU ARE EASILY OFFENDED. THIS STORY CONTAINS BRUTAL BEHAVIOR AND IN NO WAY IS CONSENTING TO THIS BEHAVIOR. THE AUTHOR DOES NOT APPROVE OF ACTING OUT THIS FANTASY. GIRLS DO NOT WANT THIS TO REALLY HAPPEN TO THEM. THIS STORY IS FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY. DO NOT BEAT GIRLS AFTER READING THIS STORY. THANK YOU AND EN...

Abuse of Power Ch. 02 - Tuesday

by naughty42 on Nov 6, 2017
BDSM

I spend most of my evening thinking about you. I relive the fantasies that I imagined before yesterday. I think about what happened in your office, feeling ashamed of the way that I enjoyed your abuse of power and the way that my body betrayed me so quickly. I wonder what else you might have in store for me, thinking about the depraved acts that you whispere...

Abuse of Power Ch. 03 - Wednesday

by naughty42 on Nov 6, 2017
BDSM

When I return to my office after lunch on Wednesday, I find a piece of paper on my desk with an address and a time: 6.30 p.m. At the end of the day, I type the address into my Sat Nav and set off, growing more nervous as I get closer. My heart is racing and my breathing is shallow by the time I knock at your door. You greet me with a smile and then order me...

Abuse of Power Ch. 01 - Monday

by naughty42 on Nov 6, 2017
BDSM

By 5 o'clock on Monday afternoon, most people have gone home, and I am tidying my desk ready to leave work when my phone rings. I answer it and hear your voice: "Come to my office now." Then you hang up. I am startled by the arrogance of your curt order, but I find myself walking along the corridor. Your door is closed and I knock, opening the door and walki...

Abuse my Sissy bitch

by Red10Dog on Mar 3, 2020
Fetish

This is a story from the sissy's wife. Telling you a story that happen a few weeks ago and it was orgasmic! So late one Saturday night I put my sissy bitch in a teddy, nylons, cock cage and a jeweled anal plug under his pants and shirt and headed out to the casino. I am not ready dress him out in public yet, but I am getting close. I decide to slut mysel...

Abused No More

by Lisa Roissy on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

All my life...all I've known was abuse. Dad beat Mom. My boyfriends hit me. My husband beat me black and blue. The relationships I've had since I left him were abusive. I always blamed the men in my life. But one day, something else hit me. "Could it be that I am the problem? I know that ALL men aren't abusers. Why do I keep ending up ones who are?" I wonder...

Abused Counselors Ch. 01

by The Needler on Sep 17, 2017
Fetish

Phyllis Barbarosa dawdled over her lunchtime Peach yogurt. Dark haired at 45, her strong face with high cheekbones, porcelain skin and long, lean frame were any man's delight. She wore a white, silk blouse, dark hose and dark flat shoes. Her hands were delicate and strong, her nails painted red. Her blue eyes were her best feature. Only small wrinkles around...

Abused at the Spa

by quimmaster on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

CHAPTER 1 Cindy is a stunning oriental girl with a body that is nothing short of magnificent. She is petite, with shapely legs, a beautiful ass and mouthwatering tits. She lay on her bed, her smooth, firm legs raised over her head and tied to either end of the headboard. I ran my fingers down the inside of her sensitive thigh until they reached her fully ex...

Abused Counselors Ch. 03

by The Needler on Sep 17, 2017
Fetish

Three days after Christmas, Dr. Ginger Bain was back in her office talking with her partner, Dr. Phyllis Barbarosa. Ginger wore a plain blue dress with a low cut neckline; Phyllis wore a white sweatshirt and jeans, and both wore a minimum of makeup and jewelry. Ginger was a plump, grandmotherly type of 55 with shocking red hair; Phyllis was a statuesque beau...