Meet the Lutz family. Well, that's their legal name, anyway. Most people who know them refer to them by their nickname: the Slut family. Marsha Lutz is a widow, 42 years old, and the very definition of a MILF. Her husband died almost ten years ago -- probably from exhauation -- leaving her to raise their twin boys and one daughter. Marsha's husband left her...
As she re-entered the room, Heather noticed that Matt had disappeared. She was led to her bed by Lisa and told to lie down on her back. Silk scarves, gentle to the touch but impossible to wriggle free from, were tied to each wrist. With her elbows bent her arms were secured either side of her head to each edge of the bed. Lisa pondered whether to bind Heathe...
After getting screamed at for leaving the toilet seat up your energy is at an all time low, you've just been getting abuse from everyone in the house just for your existence and you can't really take it anymore. You dont know when having to work from home will end but it has been weeks already and there is no end in sight. Frustrated you start browsing the w...
It was a typical day in the office and once again, business was slow. Emma and Sarah, pretty girls in their early twenties who shared a cubicle, were bored. They had already passed on the latest gossip, chatted about last night's TV and were now browsing the internet. Over the last few days they had become increasingly daring, skimming through the online gam...
Brittney and Shikha have been best friends since they were in middle school together. It was only natural that when they both moved away to the same college that they become roommates. This got a bit awkward between them at first as they learned to live with each other and learned some new things about each other. But they quickly learned to live together in...
3:00 pm 12/16/15 - Present day My name is Christine, and I'm a 30-year-old high school teacher with a very interesting tale to tell. I'm a sex slave to a computer. But to fully understand what brought me to this moment, I need to start from the beginning. I grew up an only child in a farmhouse. It's not that my parents were farmers they just wanted the so...
Authors Note: Everyone in this story is 18 or older. **** The Edgemont Finishing School For Troubled Young Ladies. The name told you nearly everything you needed to know about the place, although those words did a lot of work to hide just how tough the school was known for being. Edgemont School, as most people called it, had gained a reputation for turning...
Leslie was scared. She had no idea where she was or where she was going for that matter. The last thing she remembered was looking up from her bed in her dorm room and seeing six figures all dressed in black standing over. They held her down while one of them drugged her. "This one's starting to come out of it," she heard a voice shout. "You know what to d...
"You can breathe, right?" Jake asked. There was a slight quiver in his voice as he fastened the buckle behind Summer's head. Without the ability to speak, all Summer could do was nod her head as the ball gag gaped her mouth to the perfect extent. It stretched her lips, pushed back her tongue, and flexed her jaw, but the pain wasn't enough to seriously hurt...
The Photo Album Ch. 03 Please read Chapters 1 and 2 before this next section. Dinner Photo 1 The wall clock says 7 pm. The chair holds a large black penis gag with leather straps. How did S. spend the afternoon? Did she rest in bed as thick pieces of dried spunk on her face, tits and belly cracked and fell onto the expensive sheets. Did she relive the d...