There was only one entrance - an ominously heavy looking steel door - and there were no windows, only a grating in the floor and an air vent in the ceiling. My wife and I knew better than to follow without being told. To top it all he actually thanked me for the privelige! No more men came to offer Cadence urine that day. He took his tongue out of my mouth saying I was a hot cunt, then he dropped to his knees and pulled my bikini off. She jerked her hand away reflexively.
A bitchy cheerleader (domination, submission, mind control)
She had called two of her exes and explained to them that she wanted to have a threesome before her wedding. Soon she found herself orgasming, not wanting to but unable to help herself, bucking and moaning, her eyes slutty and unfocused. We would have sex about once a month. They gave her bowls full of pure urine and watched her eagerly gulp them down. It looked like a diary, you know the ones little girls have in school? Just think, while you're cleaning his car he'll be fucking your wife senseless with his wonderful cock.
Dominant Bitch Wife
And the reality is even better than the fantasies, because until a whip actually smacks your ass you can never know the incredible rush that this brings. He took his tongue out of my mouth saying I was a hot cunt, then he dropped to his knees and pulled my bikini off. My boss was recruiting other men at my work too, on her behalf of course, and within a few weeks she had serviced a total off 13 men at my job! I can honestly say, I have never been so excited for a holiday in my life. Cadence avoided them to start with but by nightfall, desperately thirsty, she was willing to try a glass of apple juice. Sure enough he was still there, so I opened his door and said:. Abduction which has elements of mental domination and control.
I then stood up and slowly slid my tiny string off, something which always turned him on to watch. In the morning, a new visitor came - a pretty naked girl, her brown hair in a ponytail. He looked at me and smiled, then said:. Her captor was Gareth Bridges, a boy from her class, one of many she'd cockteased and mocked and never intended to offer herself to. I have never told anybody about this, not my family, not friends fearing that if people knew what I could do they would be able to guard against it and turn me into some kind if side show freak.