The Blackmail

A fresh spring breeze was blowing through the city. Thanks to the sun it was not too cold and the breeze was just a short cold chill for the people wandering on the streets. After the long winter life was picking up again, and with the temperature finally rising again peoples mood was lifted too.

Donna found herself walking through the crowd a little bit late for her appointment. She hurried through the alley up to the huge square in the centre of the city.

Chapter Seven

Wendy awaken slowly, shaking her head to rid of her mind of what seemed to be cobwebs. Damn, she thought, what did I do last night, that I feel so funny now? It wasn't exactly a hangover that she was suffering, because her stomach wasn't upset the way it always was after she drank too much, but the feeling was akin to the aftermath of overindulgence in alcohol.

Davinia CH03 PT3: A Close Shave

The next morning, Davinia was awakened by Yvette, who conducted
her for a morning bath. Davinia was bathed and her hair washed,
and her underarms and legs were shaved.

But what happened next would change her forever!

Davinia stood up in the bathroom after her legs were done, only
to have Yvette look sternly at her.

"Not finished, Mademoiselle! Lady Samantha has ordered me to
shave ze pussy!"

CHAPTER 7

THE TOUR

Veronica lead my out of my cell by the leash clasped to my collar telling me that we were going to take a little tour of the facilities. I was to be introduced to what would be expected from me during my stay and any protests would simply earn me additional punishments. With a menacing giggle, she expressed her desire for my objections to come frequently, allowing her many opportunities to enjoy a little extra-curricular activity.

Chapter 08  - The Maharaja Bribe

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Ch.1 : Slave-Daddy

"Oh, you've been a very bad Daddy, haven't you?" I smiled to myself as
I looked through the recent sites list in the web browser.

I was sitting at my father's desk, in his study, and I hadn't meant to
snoop, I was just checking my email, but I'd happened upon the
favorites list as I waited for the web page to load. And there it was,
"Bound for Glory" neatly bookmarked, and so I'd instantly become more
interested in what my dad was doing with his spare time.

Part 11

The auctioneer then invited the other man to use Sylvia's ass if he desired. Going over to her he gripped her cheeks and spreading wide them brutally rammed his cock up her asshole.