My first time

My first real sex, that is with other than my right hand, was when I was seventeen. Though my sisters, cousin, and I had been masturbating together since before the previous Christmas, our activities hadn't[…]

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Trim job

"Oh, man it's hot," commented April, while she and her best friend Wendy walked home from Jefferson High School. "You got that right, babe," responded Wendy, "am I glad this is the last week of[…]

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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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The next encounter

The ultimate would be to take you somewhere somewhat unique — either the New Otani hotel in LA — or maybe the Mission Inn in suburban Riverside. The room would be elegant — not overdone,[…]

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Flirting with the sitter

“Hello, Mr. Peterson,” Billy said as the door opened. The Petersons were friends of his parents and when their regular babysitter cancelled, they asked if Billy would be willing to look after their kids. Billy[…]

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The taming tent

"Jen! Oh Jen, I'm glad you got here in time. In a little while, there wouldn't have been anything left." Jen pulled the flaps of the circus tent closed behind her. "Are the pickings that[…]

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Salem's trial

On my birthday, she wasn't there…. Maybe she had a late day at work… But then she didn't come home at all. Its been almost two years since I last saw Salem. My name is[…]

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