Annie was a college junior who was very innocent and shy. She was a brunette, almost 5’5” tall and varied between 110 and 120 pounds. She was not a busty girl. Even as innocent as she was she wished her breasts were just a little bigger. She had spent most of her first two years at college studying and doing the best she could to learn everything needed for...
Chloe was the babysitter. Everyone in town knew Chloe, at least, everyone with young children. She was a friendly girl, popular with her peers. At nineteen she considered herself to be up to the mark and quite aware of everything that went on. She was well up on the gossip that went on around the town. She knew which husbands or wives were reputed to have...
Copyright Oggbashan June 2004 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story is not intended to represent any particular Muslim pract...
I knew I was going to be punished, but like many subs, I still felt a need to resist, at least just a little. "I'm really sorry, Sir....but I only came because the pleasure of your fingers was too much for me," I said in a quiet voice. He looked down at me and smiled. I thought for a moment I might have won him over, but then he replied in a calm but stern...
Chapter Six: Defecational Instructions There wasn't much room in the small stall, but Ms. Rocksand made do. Ms. Rocksand worked my panties down to my knees and guided me back to the commode upon which she made me sit. In my condition I could neither piss, nor shit, but Ms. Rocksand understood my predicament and she also had the solution. "Here! Let me fuc...
*This is the final part in my Spring break journal write up. Hopefully everyone enjoyed it, please let me know what you thought. Maybe now that I'm done with this I'll try taking some fantasies of mine and writing some stories based on them. **This story contains adult content. If you are under 18 or easily offended, please do not read. Back Home Day 7...
Missy was coming home from work one Friday night. She pulled into the parking lot of the apartment building. She got out of her car. As Missy started walking towards the door to go into the building, someone came up from behind her and put a pillowcase over her head. There was a hole cut out of the case for her nose and mouth to breathe out. She was told to...
That was an outburst. An unnecessary one. Mason had a plan. He was going to reinforce the importance of Ginny talking to her father about her lifestyle choices. But the audacity of her questioning was crossing a line he couldn't ignore. Mason got out of the car and opened the door, gesturing Ginny to get out. She got out laughing and fumbling in her heels on...
Sorry it's been a while. I moved the story to BDSM, as she is adjusting to being a slave and accepting her role as such. She isn't fighting back right now, but still being used. Sex and training continue :) Enjoy --------------------------------------------- The next morning she awoke to the smells of breakfast. Her stomach grumbled for food as she stretch...
With that I saw a huge powerfully built black man, rippled with muscles, maybe 6.5, bare chested and mean looking. Well, well, well, what have we here Jim boy, he said. Did I give you permission to use my private room for your pleasure? No answer from Jim. Well cocksucker did I?, he yelled. Jim was visibly scared as I was, the only difference was, I couldn’t...