Admiring herself in the mirror, Abby could not help but drool. It was all so hot, so taboo. Her parents would have blanched at the sight of her, but if she was really honest with herself she didn’t much care. Years of being stifled under their roof, of her mother nagging her to find a good Christian man, of her father telling her that men wanted a woman who knew
‘Oh, there we go. And here was me thinking you’d never cum for Mistress. That’s it, little boy, you gulp that all down now. Oh don’t go giving me that look, there’s barely anything for you to swallow anyway. You Originals never did have much in the way of load.’ The man had long since stopped bothering to escape his bondage. For one thing, having been in the possession of
‘Let’s get one thing straight, shall we? Your wife sent you to me for one reason, and one reason only: to train you. Now, I really don’t care how long that takes. A month, or a year, it doesn’t matter to me. She’s using your savings to fund your training, and if you are still here once she had burned through all of those I’ve already told her I will
‘Lesson one,’ growled Kerrie’s step-mom, Tina, into her ear, ‘you listen to the top bitch.’ As if to emphasise her point, she clutched hold of Kerrie’s soft black leggings and tugged them down, revealing Kerrie’s naked pussy and ass. Slipping her hand between her step-daughter’s legs, Tina ran manicured fingers over her pussy and back to the girl’s frantically winking ass, which she prodded playfully. The action drew a gasp
Ian had always thought of himself as a hard-working man, and by all accounts he was correct in his analysis. Working six days per week with hours that would have made even the most earnest of managers weep, the only thing that kept him going was the money. And there was a lot of it. In one month he could make what took most people a year, and he was
Clearly the woman was disappointed in what she was seeing, and though he had only just stumbled from the fetid confines of the delivery truck – a place worse than any he could think of – her iron glare already made him wish he had stayed on board. She was encased almost head to toe in black latex, a tight corset pulling in her waist, with the only visible flesh
Amber could not deny she was nervous. It was difficult not to be when you were sat alone in a clinically white waiting room with just your thoughts for company. Though she may not have known what exactly to expect, she at least had an idea, and she didn’t think anything had terrified her more in her entire life. The white tiles of the wall beside her were so clean
As soon as she had first met her new husband’s daughter, Megan, Sienna had been able to tell that she would have to make some big changes to the girl. Constantly spoiled by her father’s incredible wealth, she could either be found lounging around the house, out in the expansive gardens riding her horses, or boasting about what she had bought on her latest shopping spree. Sienna particularly hated it
