Sliding the buzzing dildo from her slick cunt, Maya sighed and tossed the toy aside. She couldn’t cope with this. Even putting on faux satisfied faces and tweaking her nipples could not compensate for the cock she was missing, and after over a week of confinement in her room even masturbation had grown boring, despite the fact she was agonisingly horny. It was so unfair. Grounded just for ditching her
Kenny did not recognise the woman who entered. She was small and slender – a waif of a thing really – with the grey of age showing in her temples. She wore a tweed jacket over a plain white blouse and plainer black trousers, her flat shoes some fifty years out of date – older than she was, he was certain of that – and though she cast him a
Carter stumbled backwards, cold dread flooding his system as the scantily clad intruder slowly advanced. ‘No, you can’t. You can’t be here. Sonny, you can’t. I… I don’t understand. How did you get in? No, what am I saying – you’re not here. I… I’m seeing things… I have to be…’ Even so, Carter continued to edge away, practically crouching with his hands held out in a defensive manner as
Everything had all gone so horribly… wrong? The man Ana had recently been would probably have thought so, but the woman she was now knew the truth was the exact opposite: everything had gone so perfectly right. With the flogger coming down relentlessly on her sensitive pussy, all she could do was giggle as she recited the undeniable truth: ‘I’m your fucking slut.’ Breathless and painfully horny, she repeated herself
‘The rules of my little game are quite simple,’ said the woman, circling them in her tall heels like a prowling lioness with a fondness for designer shoes, ‘you cum, you lose. It can’t be any easier than that now can it?’ Ignoring the whimpering of her two captives, she ran her riding crop along their soft skin, chuckling as they flinched. Already they were wild with both fear and
Annie never really knew what happened that night. Everything happened so quickly that before she had chance to register the changes overcoming her they were already complete. As such, while she lay back in the hot tub with her vest sodden and her throat full, she couldn’t remember the misery she had caused Kara, the girl pumping a thick rubber dildo down her neck. Inversely Kara recalled it all too
‘That’s right, dickhead, fuck her prude ass. No chance she’s ever getting that perfect cock in her pussy again. Oh no, only I get to feel that.’ Terri frowned as the blonde slut between her legs came up for air, ‘No, bitch, I didn’t say you could breathe, get back to work!’ Clutching her by the hair she dragged her back into her pussy, which she lapped at obediently. Lying
Day One ‘Mmmfff, mmo mmeeff, meff mme mmoo!’ ‘What was that?’ said the stunning blonde woman, removing her toes from the half-naked maid’s mouth. ‘Please,’ begged the maid breathlessly, ‘please, let me go! I didn’t mean to, it was an accident, I swear!’ ‘You think I care?’ seethed the woman. ‘You weren’t even looking where you were going. Thanks to you, I now have to replace my entire outfit that
Rita wasn’t exactly the skinniest slut in the world but that didn’t much bother her. For one thing, those stick thin bitches all looked fragile enough to snap. For another, despite her size, she still had more than sex than every member of a scheming clique combined, a truth which had earned her the ire of every slut for miles around. Yet even consumed by loathing, they respected Rita for
Marissa let out a horrified shriek and staggered away as Greg crumpled to the ground. His seemed to fold in on himself, like a bouncy castle with all the air suddenly sucked out, and when he hit the floor he landed as a pile of empty skin. Bracing herself against a chest of drawers and trying not to hyperventilate, Marissa’s eyes bulged in horror. ‘What have I done?’ she gasped.
