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Brenda Gets Humiliated

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

It was time to turn over. Brenda had been lying out for half an hour on her back and knew she would burn if she continued. Being a natural redhead had certain disadvantages. She reversed her position and laid flat on her tummy.

“Scott?” she called out to her husband. He was in the kitchen fixing a drink.

“Yeah?”

“Would you put lotion on my back?”

Scott came out and sat next to Brenda on her lounge chair.

Stacy Tries It - Again

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Being fucked by her dog in the ass was really not what Stacy had expected to happen when she first tried tying herself up. Fortunately, Greg didn’t make too big of a deal out of it, although occasionally he would make barking noises whenever they were having sex doggy-style. What a joker, she thought. Unfortunately, they did have to give Boxer away. His alpha-dog instinct couldn’t be controlled. He would constantly sniff at Stacy’s crotch and repeatedly tried to knock her down when she would get out of the shower. In his mind, Stacy was his bitch and that was that. A few weeks after they gave him up she called the new owner.

Stacy Tries Self-Bondage

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Getting fucked in the ass wasn’t exactly Stacy’s favorite activity, but it sure entertained her husband. So like the good wife that she was, she decided to take one for the team. Besides, a few moments of discomfort was nothing when compared to all of the “honey-dos” she had in store for him. Her husband, Greg, was out of town for the last two weeks and he was returning home in a few hours then starting his vacation. After Stacy lets him pop her in the ass, he’ll do anything she asks. The last time she was ass-fucked, he installed new shelving in their closet. “Not a bad trade”, she thought.

The Intruder

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Chapter 1

Jessica didn’t know why she did it. While other girls her age were out at clubs getting drunk and fucking strange guys, she quietly slipped into homes and took stuff. It wasn’t anything big, usually jewelry, cash, or some trinket. Half of the goods just ended up in a dumpster. No, for her it was the thrill of sneaking in and taking something, anything. It was her rush.