Could You be My Slave?
My seat wiggled beneath me. “Getting tired?” I asked. “No…” His breathing strained, “I’m fine.” I ran my hand against
DevamMy seat wiggled beneath me. “Getting tired?” I asked. “No…” His breathing strained, “I’m fine.” I ran my hand against
Devam[If you can’t tolerate Scat stories, don’t read this and complain–just don’t read it!] I knocked on the door–once, as
DevamIn the morning after breakfast, I dressed in a soft red racerback dress and comfy flats. I didn’t know what
DevamShrugging into the jacket of his tuxedo, Jacob smiled hearing the chatter of the crowd that had rapidly gathered in
DevamCh.18-Goodbye Girls At about three AM I couldn’t keep the fetid mixture in my stomach anymore. I crawled from the
DevamAll characters are 18+. Chapter 1 At Home The alarm clock started its irritating buzzing; Sarah yawns and rolls over
DevamBack at my apartment, I wanted nothing more than to just get the chastity device off of me, but I
DevamHi guys it’s been a long time but here I am. I’m not going to go into where I have
DevamMollie in Australia Photograph and letter received 11 October 1994 [Photo not found.] Interviewed by telephone 22 October 1994 Recovered
Devam“Mmmmm, you are so mine, Diane, give me your cunt,” and she licked me. “I want your ass, I want
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