My khassian girl pt:1

Before you read: This work is purely fictional. Any references to historical events or people, cultures, nations and religions are only for story effect and in no way is it meant to be an insinuation[…]

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Roommates

I set my keys down on the kitchen counter and made for the fridge. As I reached for a soda I thought I heard giggling. “God what are they up to now?” I thought. I[…]

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The company pic-nic

It was time again for the annual company picnic. Instead of the usual deal in some park, the picnic committee had decided to get everyone discount (as in huge discount) passes to the local theme[…]

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The perfect slave

The perfect Slave Denise really was the perfect slave. The level of submission and compliance was far beyond that of any I had experienced before and I have been training slaves for a long time.[…]

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My dad's leftovers

My Dad’s Leftover It has been a rough year for me this year. First I left my fiancé of 2 years, my grandmother passed away, had another failed relationship, lost my job, and to make[…]

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Misake is horny

Misake is horny. It was bad enough that she didn't have sex in 3 months, but even worst Jake was making her wait so that her hunger for sex would force her to seduce him,[…]

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Father time

Father Time Adam’s head was about to explode. His temples pounded with a pain he had never experienced. The throbbing seemed to start at the base of his neck and rode completely up the entire[…]

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