"Mr. Thompson and Katy's affair continues."
1 FridayDaddy lost control again today. I am not entirely to blame. He did tell me to wear my cheerleading outfit for him, and I like being his good girl, so I didn’t change after practice. Just like last week,...
“Good morning, sleepy head.”I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and sat up, slowly focusing on Daddy standing in the doorway, dressed in a pair of plaid pajama bottoms and nothing else. He looked good. Really good. I realized with...
I have no words to describeHow she turns my cunt punch drunk with lust Her smile making me ache and trembleHer touch turning me inside outAgain and again Until I don’t know up from downOr right from wrongI have no words...
She was sitting on her bed with her legs crossed as I entered the room, dressed in the scanty clothing she had left for me on the sofa in the living room with instructions to undress and put them on...
"Once again, Bunny is pulled into the world of myths and legends (and orgasms galore)."
Eventually, I decided that my little adventure, even though it had seemed real to me at the time, had to have been a dream since no one else on the yacht seemed to recall being forced to pleasure a Goddess...
"Bunny has a mythical, and possibly heroic, adventure upon the Aegean Sea (It's all Greek to me)."
This story could start in so many places. The first time I flirted with Oliver at FedEx would have made more sense. Or connecting with Annie over a shared love of writing. Or even talking with Violet about tentacle monsters. ...
It really doesn’t matter how I ended up like this. My hands tied behind my back as I knelt on the bed. Ankles too. I’d been stripped naked before being carried up the stairs and thrown on the bed. Stripped...
“Are you going to be a good girl today?”Not trusting my voice, I simply nodded, never once breaking eye contact with her. I wasn’t sure what she had planned, but I would do my best. She responded by running her...
“So. You just want us to sit here and… watch?”I nodded, not trusting my voice. I could feel my cheeks burning as I fidgeted from foot to foot. Part of it was nervousness. Part of it was a growing need to...
Crouching behind a bush, my hand covering my mouth, I listened to their voices. Two of them obviously hunting me. Why else would they be there? Besides, I could overhear a little of their conversation. What they would do to...
