“Dillon,” Rochelle called from the kitchen. “Dinner!”He mashed a few more buttons on his controller before dumping it on his bead and heading downstairs.”Spag bol,” he smiled and sat down.”I know, pretty lame right?” Rochelle said and sat down opposite. “I just haven’t got the time anymore.””Where’s dad?” Dillon asked.”Working late again,” she replied quietly.
It was almost too easy. Grabbing her as she walks past the dark doorway. Sticking the syringe in the back of her thigh.Now nicely drugged and out cold in the back of my van, I can get on with daydreaming of what will happen over the next day or so. Hmmmm. I hope that animal
You have to love me~ part 2 by Loverbr Fantasy, Authoritarian, BDSM, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Discipline, Domination/submission, First Time, Male Domination, Masturbation, Non-consensual sex, Older Male / Female, Rape, Reluctance, Romance, Spanking, Virginity Author’s infos Gender: N/A Age: N/A Location: SC Posted Wed 29th of August 2012
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*** Rewritten into parts and respaced ***Melissa’s Tribulation part IVMelissa was sitting alone in the Red Lion Pub in Greenwich. She took a sip of the vodka she had ordered and gazed out the window. Her body ached terribly from the abuse she had suffered over the last two days. It was hard for even
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