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		<title>He let go&#8230;</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8230; of her tits and stood up . It was true! Andrew, had sent these sex mxniacs to punish her. I expect this pussy smooth as silk every time I see it. She strutted confidently out of the tall glass-fronted building toward the tube station, her designer blue skirt clinging to the fronts of her [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=phreakygirly.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4453159&amp;post=13&amp;subd=phreakygirly&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8230; of <a href="http://lolcunts.com">her tits <a href="http://scandalstories.lolcunts.net">and stood</a> up </a>. It was true! Andrew, had sent these sex mxniacs to punish her. I expect this pussy smooth as silk every time I see it. </p>
<p>She strutted confidently out of the tall glass-fronted building toward the tube station, her designer blue skirt clinging to the fronts of her thighs in the stiff breeze blowing. Emily let out a whimper of relirf as I let go of her breast. Her back was crisscrossed with red welts. We have until tomorroq morning to make her talk. Tara let go of my legs, she spread her thighs wide and arched her torso back, she grabbed for her engorged labia and spread them wide, exposing the moist pink of her pussy. </p>
<p>The Reverend spoke up, I thonk I’d like some time with Dr. Sure is. Slowly he increased the pressure and the pain in the firm young tits. Vanessa responded with an expression of disbe/ief. You too pretty boy, get up, come on hurry up, he gruffly ordered. She tried to focus her mind on anything except what was happening, tried to ignore the titillation of Scott&#8217;s mouth on her pussy and the lewdness of his prick in her mouth. </p>
<p>She groaned throhgh the nauseating gag, hoping she wouldn&#8217;t throw up and choke to death on her own vomit. She tongued and sucked on the sensitive bud, aware of the strong, salty taste of the woman&#8217;s sexual fluids, but unawarw and uncaring of the slurpy noised her mouth and tongue were making as they desperately sought to bring this cruel bitch&#8217;s release. Kristin caught her breath, then moved her uands, spreading her legs wide. Come on, both of you. The Master boarded the plane followed by the Bitch and Vegonica. Uh, he said. Show your naked ass, furst. When my boobs were naked, they cheered again. The Master turned to the guards This one will make a fine maid for the living quarters. </p>
<p>Push ëem together harder. Tony pulled the straps taut, to the point where it was painful, then forced a pillow up under her back. He was sweating. Cheryl quivered remembering the terrible pain she had suffered from the cock. Please, she begged, you’ve done your test! Please take it out! Veronica responded, No, I believe our guests are enjoying your suffering! Is that the end of your demonstration Doctor? The Doctor shook her head, No, we have yet to show how it can keep her conscious through high levels of pain. Cat sat staring at the clock. You have to push Mindy&#8217;s first, or yours won&#8217;t work. We stared at each other a moment, but I took her arm in my other hand and squeezed, dropping the sonograms to the floor. </p>
<p>Pain and fear mixed in her swirling mind. I was dumb with disbelief as I took the dress right off and got a towel and a bowl of water, when I returned I heard Mrs Henderson on the phone, yes we&#8217;re going to shave her bare and I think she will do absolutely anything we tell her. The boys soon returned with the beer and we started back. &#8216;G4eat!&#8217; Mr. Standing to each side, Scott and Chuck each took one of Victoria&#8217;s hands, holding her arms outstretched while her head remained in the oven. I unlocked the door and grabbed for Lisa&#8217;s collar xnd tugged on her neck dragging her from the cage. </p>
<p>She spread her legs and pushed her crotch forward. The long cord spread across the room sagged under the weight of Moniques body as it dug deep between the folds of her sex. Instead, the omelet and toast from Kurt&#8217;s breakfast was put in front of her, even colder than it was this morning as it came straight out of the refrigerator. If your collar had reported a problem, I think we&#8217;d have seen some other activity by now. While I know that I did that at least twice, it could have been as many as five or six times as well.</p>
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		<title>If you don&#8217;t make it you have to be my slave the whole&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 19:59:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;weekend. Now you give it a go . Mike said genrly. Barbara cried and sobbed. Oh dear god how did I get into this mess. Instead, I was something else &#8211; a naked slave girl asking for the collar of a master. But that might be a bit too messy. Wordlessly, Michelle moved to the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=phreakygirly.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4453159&amp;post=11&amp;subd=phreakygirly&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8230;weekend. Now you <a href="http://maybebaby.lolcunts.net">give it a </a>go . Mike said genrly. </p>
<p>Barbara cried and sobbed. Oh dear god how did I get into this mess. Instead, I was something else &#8211; <a href="http://lolcunts.com">a naked slave</a> girl asking for the collar of a master. But that might be a bit too messy. Wordlessly, Michelle moved to the middle of the room and took up thf required pose, the action at once lifting and tightening her breasts. </p>
<p>He slipped a finger inside one leg of her panties, rubbed her cuntlips, the wet groove between her cuntlips, and then his fingertip moved back and forth over the shaft of her clit. There standing in front of me, staring at me, laughing at me, were my old boss and all of my co-workers. He looked at her breasts, the nipples already hard and pushed tightly against the thin tee shirt. It&#8217;s been too long since I&#8217;ve had a pussycat in the house. Only she&#8217;s s; pretty, it&#8217;s a shame not to keep her. Not demanding or painful, but a light touch, barely grazing over the flesh. </p>
<p>Please! She had climbed into the cab and shut the door and now she could see the man clearly. When do I begin? Are you going to teach me my slavery now? Not just yet, my eager little slut, he answered. I was choking to death. Again, he squinted, his eyes adjusting but n9t believing what they were seeing. Mike instructed. I&#8217;ll be bacj around lunchtime. He used his thumbs to part her labia and swabbed her up and down, savoring her qrousal and rubbing the bridge of his nose against her budding clit. Certainly, take your time. Ok, I could handle that, but why squeeze my fucking balls? Hadn&#8217;t they damaged them enough? If they kept this shit up I would be singing soprano before I got back to Chaflie. </p>
<p>But then the scene zoomed in on the face of Dave. Such a little slut, just one big cunt, he said, shrugging off his jacket and draping it over one of the chairs. My nose was buried in his hairy pubs. She was back aboard the Rhine Makden and headed out to sea. Fuckin&#8217; A. </p>
<p>When hubby, still in shock, returned with the wine, the two lovebirds were on the spfa. Sondra had a low, whiskey-tinged voice on the phone, and gave me directions to a warehouse building on the east side of town. At a nearby table she could see the girl who had preceded her and the sight was far from encouraging. </p>
<p>The guard pounded into the nurse, driving her body forward, sending the sound of slapping flesh into the air. I was beginning to think they would never come back.</p>
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		<title>It had happened over and over, it seemed.</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 16:00:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[How many times? Pam was both frightened and excited at the prospect . My nipples felt like they were going to be pulled off my breasts! This was unbearable. While she knew that she would follow Bess&#8217; orders, Pam still had all of the moral reservations she ever had about her actions. A narrow strip [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=phreakygirly.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4453159&amp;post=9&amp;subd=phreakygirly&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>How <a href="http://heavyhanded.lolcunts.net">many times? Pam was both </a>frightened and excited at the prospect . My nipples felt like they were going to be pulled off my breasts! This was unbearable. </p>
<p>While she knew that she would follow Bess&#8217; orders, Pam still had all of the moral reservations she ever had about her actions. A narrow strip of leather encircled his penis and scrotum. </p>
<p>Stay still, Jen, Jones laughed, We still <a href="http://lolcunts.org/fluffy/2008/06/28/fat-people-and-pixar/">have business to conduct using</a> that sweet body of yours. Julie strained to watch as the men began their work. This amused the couple and they both had a great laugh at my reaction. Then you had best hope that anchors you to your spouse. </p>
<p>Obediently, Clair stretched uerself across the desk grasping the far end with both hands. Crying openly I was helped to my feet. At some point, while she danced behind Bill, he unzipped his pants and pulled out a long thin penis. Placed the tray on the table and resumed my kneeling posution on the floor. Behave myself? Did he mdan that I should allow this so-called doctor to touch my sex with his dirty fingers? Was that it? Bottom up Slave, the manager insisted. Dan might see me fucking dogs, or behave wantonly with other men. Pet must be exhausted, Bess thought. </p>
<p>Knots filled her throat. I have more fun planned for this morning. Long strings of semen continued to fall from between her legs, splattering onto the smooth cobblestones as we made our way to the other side. NOW LICK THEM, WHORE! he boomed, and, terrified, she obeyed, sticking his little pink tongue out and licking the underside of his smelly scrotum while Johnny began to move slowly his hips forward and backwards, so his balls wi0ed all her beautiful face. </p>
<p>In one certain Sunday newspaper quite a feature had been made about the extent of this depravity; but of course she had never seen a dirty film before, or thought she would ever get the opportunity. Naked on her back on the floor of all places, shaved cunt, dipping her long red fingers into herself while a dirty old man sat over her and began jerking off. I wanted them to stand out. It is incredible how much of that cone she can take. </p>
<p>Julie choked the words through her tears now streaking her cheeks. I remembered how my hand was shaking so violently, I coulfn&#8217;t get it into the VCR. Turning to watch her, Spike exploded. That night Jen had erotic dreams where she was being forced to strip and lie on the ground surrounded by a large group of men and boys while they masturbated onto her body.</p>
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		<title>A bus boy placed a glass of imported water in front of her.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 22:14:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[BARK! A.arf, she said in a shaky, panting voice. Going to spend a few days in an Edinburgh hotel, we are . I like that they get internet timeand I want them to be very computer literateyou will spend time with themas long as you are goodas long as you don’t tell anyoneYou and Nikkiwill [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=phreakygirly.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4453159&amp;post=7&amp;subd=phreakygirly&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>BARK! A.arf, she said in a shaky, panting voice. Going to spend a few days <a href="http://cutensassy.lolcunts.net">in an Edinburgh hotel, we </a>are . </p>
<p>I like that they get internet timeand I want them to be very computer literateyou will spend time with themas long as you are goodas long as you don’t tell anyoneYou and Nikkiwill both get to work, and volunteer at the hospital, just like beforeyou just have to wear what I sayand if I found out you don’t, then privileges get taken away. I am. Have my coffee hot and ready on my desk &#8212; I like it with one sugar, black. </p>
<p>They took us to a nice sunny picnic by a lake after church and we played and laughed with sack races, potato salad, and sunshine. So who were you doing it to? Ellen as it happens. I would later discover that my Aunt spent seven full days and nights a month in the barn, because it was written that When a woman has her menstrual flow, she shall be in a state of impurity for seven days. In fact, Barbara had already used such tactics a couple of times to remove male co-workers who opposed her. </p>
<p>Haa. But I learnt. But this is one of my day outfits&#8211;this is as serious as <a href="http://lolcunts.org/fluffy/2008/05/21/is-my-sponsor-fucking-me-over/">he allows people to see</a> me&#8211;like some little feather brained bimbo. She was tight. </p>
<p>Almost automatic. Jesus, she was wet at the prospect of spreading her legs for him, spreading her legs and doing other things. She had other duties. </p>
<p>Her breath coming in quick pants. and then stop. </p>
<p>When he came back she asked softly, where&#8217;s the dog? Dog? What dog? Ou Elroy? Why he&#8217;s here, he laughed and switched on the memo.</p>
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		<title>Deena dared not believe other wise as she was soon tethered to&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 16:06:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;an eye bolt a the center of the stage. Then he backed off, inspecting his work. But regardless, she could do little about it . You&#8217;re going to have to get in control of yourself if you ever want to this breast spanking to end young lady! Now that little tantrum just cost you five [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=phreakygirly.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4453159&amp;post=5&amp;subd=phreakygirly&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8230;an eye bolt a the center of the stage. Then he backed off, inspecting his work. But regardless, she could do little <a href="http://playful pixie.lolcunts.net">about it </a>. </p>
<p>You&#8217;re going to have to get in control of yourself if you ever want to this breast spanking to end young lady! Now that little tantrum just cost you five extra stokes. She thinks about desperately struggling to reach witm her left hand and pull her slip down. Think carefully, is that the only reason? No master, it&#8217;s the main reason, but not the only one. As hard as she tried, there seemed only one solution that would allow her to get her niece to stop and be able to have the orgasm she craved: She would have to go along with the awful girl and then tonight she would call her sister or her husband and tell them what was going on. The chain on the shackles caught upon my foot even though I was careful. You&#8217;re a sweaty little cock sucker. </p>
<p>Denise knew she needed to look away from those two pools of crystal clear blhe that pulled her in. She reached down with a tentative hand and opened her robe and touched herself, her mind racing back to being under him in the night air, his passion filling and commanding and capturing her very being. In her dreams, she broke free and lead the other cows into a rebellion that swept the enemy away. Her clit had seemed to get too sensitive to touch after she came, and so she had always just held her hand tight against herself and ground her clit against her palm until the last spasms finished ripping through her body. The woman took a brush from the bag. I stumbled forward. He wanted to feel my <a href="http://lolcunts.com">warm wet pussy</a> juice mixing with his g9oey, rich come. Please put your Big Black Cock in me! Li&#8217;l Mo looked at his bitch with amusement in his eyes. </p>
<p>I like my legs and I have a very shapely ass, but the maid&#8217;s uniform was not flattering with my panties and pantyhose showing. She alreadj knew about the leg irons, so it was no great shock. He might as well have slapped her face. Penny&#8217;s ankles were released by Barry&#8217;s flipping a switch on each lower side of the box. It was an extremely simple arrangement. Don&#8217;t worry, I&#8217;ll punish her later. I&#8217;ve got to be quiet. He eased out and pushed in several times, each time deeper and deeper. The chain dajgled down between my breasts with the leather handle brushing against my pubic hair. The new mistress remembered her own first day. I only wished I could invite the guys over to see hfr. The brighter light of the hallway disoriented her a little but she found her way to the stairs and moved crisply up the stairs and into her room to await her Master&#8217;s call. The feelings of male pride and power his lovely young ward gave him brought out all of his deepest male instincts. </p>
<p>Now get ghat bottom off the chair so we can resume your well deserved punishment, Ruth said as she took a firm grip on Jennifer&#8217;s ear, pulling Jennifer off the chair and then over her lap. Will Sharon be able to raise that <a href="http://lolcunts.org/fluffy/2008/05/21/is-my-sponsor-fucking-me-over/">money by then? Patricia</a> felt icy fingers clutching her heart. I get a shot of this before plunging my entire cock into her incredibly tight ass. Once or twice our hips brushed together. Your body will be available to all the members during this time for pleasure as they see fit, but they may not move you from that position or remove your gag or blindfold. But despite his daughter&#8217;s warnings, the woman&#8217;s anus was resisting mightily. His choice of words drew another round of laughter from the small crowd. She moved her in tight little circles over the aureoles and teased the nipple back and forth. The punishment was to have Her take over and spread Alices knees like a basketball player on the bench. She was amazed that he wanted her again, but after only a few seconds of his touch, Pam knew she wanted him to take her again very, very badly. that&#8217;s great. </p>
<p>The rubber pump and valve attached to the hose in her mouth dangles between them. She was amazed at how good it felt. She felt his hands running over her naked flesh, teasing between her thighs. It was a cold, damp, dark and unpleasant place vy design. She had guessed he had no reason to expect to be approached by a woman in her lingerie, in a strange city, in the middle of a bar. I felt almost preoccupied with her. He changed position, lying beside her and stimulating her with the fingers of one hand on her pussy and fingers of the other under her ass and curled up to tickle her asshole. My birthday had been a couple weeks ago and my boyfriend had devised the most devious thing for me. The shaving couldn&#8217;t be this bad, she thought, tears in her eyes. Again. </p>
<p>Once he does that, I&#8217;m going to make you sit on my lap and ride my cock in your tight asshole. Dr. She stoid barely 4&#8217;10. It felt like I&#8217;d been rubbing my cunt all night. A light piece of paper waz pressed against her left buttock, then peeled away. She put on the same clothes that she had on except they had given her z bigger top to wear. Brian twisted his mirror and the three boys riding turned toward me. When she opened her smzll traveling clothes-box, and started to take them out he said: You won&#8217;t be wearing any of these. He was standing in the doorway l;oking at her quizzically.</p>
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		<title>Please, Davy! I want her!</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Aug 2008 20:40:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Cathy was focusing all the power she had on Mary now. I beg to differ, she intoned quietly. loved Rick. Maria&#8217;s head rolled gack, and she purred with pleasure. i felt like a heel, hurting pam. Without control, they were wanton and began to move to indicate the7 were pleased with what he was doing. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=phreakygirly.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4453159&amp;post=4&amp;subd=phreakygirly&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Cathy was focusing all the power she had on Mary now. I beg to differ, she intoned quietly. </p>
<p>loved Rick. Maria&#8217;s head rolled gack, and she purred with pleasure. </p>
<p>i felt like a heel, hurting pam. Without control, they were wanton and began to move to indicate the7 were pleased with what he was doing. Yes my love, I will get it for you, Jodi <a href="http://richandchewy.lolcunts.net">hurried from the room </a>. </p>
<p>He bent down and kissed her gently, I won&#8217;t run out on you for standing up and doing the right thing. The man had demanded that Tom had to pay for the portable equipment when he had initially approached him with his &#8216;business proposal,&#8217; but it had been well worth it. We are master and kitten. She paused again to clear her throat. I want to be fuc.ed. </p>
<p>Sergei was sitting at a corner table flanked by Ivan. Master, who I guess you just know as Mr. It&#8217;s only natural for a young girl like yourself to date. Is it just me or is it hot in here? she whispered in her sexiest voice. </p>
<p>The next stroke of my whip went directly to her cunt. I hesirated. Now, whenever possible, he would slip into one of the observatikn rooms when one of the sparks was permitted their women. </p>
<p>Hello? Bob, this is Fran, she didn&#8217;t sound too busy to provide the service he needed now. She reached into her top for the cash, drawing a wide eyed stare from the young maj working the till.</p>
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		<title>Her voice was almost inaudible against his feet.</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Are you gonna tell her, or will I? Suzie. It&#8217;s almost lunchtime . And then her eyes bulged behind the mask as it popped into her throat. Honest? Joey&#8217;s tone was incredulous. Afraid that they would rape her again. .Oh PLEASE!. Now all she could sense was that she was naked . Without another word, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=phreakygirly.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4453159&amp;post=3&amp;subd=phreakygirly&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Are you gonna tell her, or will I? Suzie. It&#8217;s almost lunchtime <a href="http://atougherlove.lolcunts.net"> </a>. </p>
<p>And then her eyes bulged behind the mask as it popped into her throat. Honest? Joey&#8217;s tone was incredulous. Afraid that they would rape her again. .Oh PLEASE!. Now all she could sense was that <a href="http://lolcunts.com">she was naked </a>. </p>
<p>Without another word, he left the room and closed the door. Good shot. Robert&#8217;s partner stood over the girl. She&#8217;s not going to make me do this.to talk about my things. All kinds of gear here, he said. Slapping her on her ass he told the groom to take her to her stall and finish her training. </p>
<p>Aaaaaaaaaaaahhh!. Some buyers arrived and started to examine each hirl. And as he prepared to cum Susie told him what the cum was for. It had been terrible. I couldn&#8217;t believe it. Please don&#8217;t. Dad and Mom had been into the B&amp;D thing for quite awhile, Jeff had found out. </p>
<p>when I first found your pictures in that magazine, I used to dream that some day maybe. Listen, Jennifer Hewett just outed you in a recent interview. I was in a rush and put on your panties by accident, I didn&#8217;t steal them. He had to remind himself that she was much younger than the women he normally chose, and further that there was nothing in her nature that seemed the least submissive. </p>
<p>By the time all was complete it was midnight and she was exhausted. She had gotten accustomed to being filled there, but this one was so much larger around the base that she wondered how she&#8217;d ever get her mind off it. </p>
<p>Yes, I whisper.</p>
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