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  • He spanked her again, leaving her barely enough time to recover from the pain before he struck her backside with another blow – one after the other until he could see the purple welts forming on her skin. He smiled to himself, remembering a time where he had brought her over his knee and done the same, albeit quite a bit gentler. She had made very different noises to the ones she was making now. She took it like a champion, not once protesting or asking him to stop. He knew she needed the discipline he was giving her. “I'm going to break you in,” he told her, removing his belt and strapping her wrists together behind her back. “Teach you some manners, and train you.” Patrick covered his hand with wife his daughter's wetness, and began using her own tied juices as lubricant for her asshole. It was a tight squeeze for his finger, and he could feel himself throbbing at the thought of burying his cock in there. She relaxed around him and he worked his finger in and out. Violet could hear herself moaning and asking for gagged more, but the sounds didn't feel like they were coming from her. “You want some more, puppy?” she heard him ask. Her cunt tightened every time he called her that. She nodded eagerly, wanting nothing more than to be filled by him. She heard the zip of his jeans and wiggled her butt impatiently, which earned her another spanking. Patrick guided himself towards her ass once he had let a glob of his spit fall down onto it. He pressed against the puckered hole, waiting for that sweet tightness he knew he would feel once he managed to push the head inside. Violet felt the pressure in the place she was not expecting and tried to buck Patrick off her. He had expected some resistance from her, but he already knew what to do about that. “Violet,” he said sternly but with patience, as though he had just caught her trying to sneak a cookie right before dinner. “You've been so good, don't ruin it now.” He held her in place without much effort as she continued to writhe and kick underneath him, pushing against her hole a little harder. She cried out as she finally began wrapping around his cock, feeling parts of her stretch in a way they hardly ever did. “Daddy, please, I've never done it there before! I don't like it! Stop it!” She yelled. There had been the few brave men who had tried to slip it in once hogtied or twice, but they had quickly and sheepishly removed themselves after her protests. “Even better. You should feel grateful that your daddy's the one doing it to you for the first time,” Patrick said, grabbing her hair and holding her head down on the table to stop her from squirming so much. He finally popped the head of his cock through her sphincter, and – feeling quite magnanimous – gave her a minute to adjust to him before he began raping her virgin ass. “Noooo!” She screamed when she could finally feel him moving in and out of her ever so slightly and she realised what was happening. “Get off me!” Her screaming and shouting was useless. Panting hard, she made a sobbing sound with the slightest hint of a moan. It was a noise that made him want to start pounding her, and it was a struggle trying to hold back. “No! bound Stop it!” She protested. She turned and led the way back to the kitchen placing his breakfast on the table. Pleasure sparked through me. I groaned as his cock speared into me. He pumped away at me, fucking me with that wonderful shaft. She was a pale girl, but it matched with her dark hair and eyes. The only part of her that was neither black nor white was her lips, which were a deep blood red. Fine, I'll do it." Kate slowly walked bound over and opened the curtains a little. You cover my stomach with kisses and then my thighs, avoiding my cock. gagged Her cheeks turn red from my hogtied obvious looks at her body. Rationality had little real-estate in my mind when I was staring wife down at seven-hundred feet of nothing. I reached down and began tied rubbing my clit and I was bucking and moaning in short order. I pull her in for one more quick kiss before we head off to class. Then he laid next to me and moved me so that we were both on our sides and he was behind me and the next thing I knew, he was sliding his dick inside of me again! The pressure shot down to my ovaries. My pussy tightened. I was clearly about to get to know them a lot better.
  • Cyndi smiled, I love it when I make a mans IQ go from almost genius to imbecile in a matter of seconds. The look on your face as cum poured into my belly was, well lack of gagged a better word, cleansing. I felt you release all your man juice in less than 30 seconds. With wife that I had stripped away all your layers. Even bound your thoughts were removed. Made me feel special, because it was my doing. So, how would you rate that jobbie? She slightly chuckled. Getting his wits about him, he responded. I thought it was practice, so it doesn’t count. Touché, oh wise one. Maybe I sh... ummm, I mean maybe I could stay in tied school. Cyndi used air quotes for school. You could...that is if you wanted to listen to your teacher, Mike responded. (Teacher in air quotes) Like she wanted to do anything else. Both understood the double-entendre. It was settled Sam would have a sister, at least for a little while. How are they going to pull this off? They both privately thought... Chapter 7 Randy was small in stature, but was broad at the shoulders. Stocky, far from fat though. His cock on the other hand was long and thick. The last hogtied time he measured his cock, it was 7 and a half inches long and nearly 7 inches in circumference. She is standing very confidently with her legs apart, naked except for high heels, a crotch-less tied almost non-existent g-string and her favourite perfume with her hands on her hips. The guys that took us were dressed in Guard uniforms. I couldn’t help it; I let out a slow moan that attracted the attention of the youth. I closed my eyes, and breathed through my nose, preparing myself. But for the size it was like any other gagged hogtied cock really. Why the fuck were they wearing banana hammocks?! He checked his watch – there was still an hour or so before his sister Shraddha came home. Are you.” I loved it. I kind of wanted him to stop but I let bound him because I was curious how it felt to have a guy touch me. We necked for a while then he stood up, took my hand and led me to Janel’s bedroom. Little did I know that on the other side, Jamie was sitting there, drinking whiskey on her phone. I have to admit, it even surprised me. Cass screams when he withdraws, and she slumps in the frame to dangle semi-conscious from her wrists. For wife a moment they just stood there, his mom with her eyes closed, Antoine with his arms at his side, not really sure what he should do.