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I would say “Yes, Master” then strip naked and drop to my hands and knees in front of the dog to let him fuck me. The thing coed is I would enjoy it. Not the dog fucking necessarily but the fact that I would be pleasing my Master. That is what I mean college about commitment. My whole purpose in life now is to please my Master. I know that sounds awful to some people but there is a very good side to a reality Master/slave relationship. First as his slave it is my duty. No it is my desire to serve and please my Master. The advantage to that is having a loving, caring Master like your Dad. He loves me very deeply and would never hurt me physically or mentally and he will never do anything to break my delicate heart. He is committed to loving me, caring for me, providing for me and protecting me. As his wife and slave I feel happier and protected more than any other time in my life. Does that help you understand? Yes, Mom. I do understand. You would die for Dad and he for you. That is what I want to find. I would gladly serve and please a man as my Master if he were exactly like Dad. Unfortunately there is no clone of my Dad. Janis laughed. You are right about that. Now I am going to tell you something that might surprise you. In the Master/slave life style there are men or Masters in this case that have multiple slaves that he loves almost equally. In most cases he has a primary slave that he puts first and she makes sure that she and the other slaves serve and please their Master. But mom they can't do that. It is against the law for a man to marry multiple women. Baby I am not talking about marriage even though they live as wives to the same man. His slaves perform all duties of a wife. What I want you to think about and I think could be the perfect solution to your problem. Is becoming a second slave for your Dad. Sandra's mouth flew open and her eyes got wide. Mom, are you serious? Yes if you think you can totally submit your life to him as I do. We would be sister slaves serving the same Master. That is what I want you to think about. Understand though serving him means pleasure and pain. He sat up and I put my hands on the floor. From the entrance to coed her hole, all the way up to her swelling clit. A quick shudder went through my body. He would perform stunts. “I took reality that one. Sami came over to sit next to us, wearing a bemused expression on her face. Increasing my pleasure. Karen was out on the next balcony doing the exact same thing Lara was. “Huh, huh?” She moaned in appreciation, and I kept my eyes up as I went from tonguing to sucking in the blink of an eye. Late in the evening, when Craig and his girl had gone off to be alone, Simone snuggled up to Donny and college felt him stiffen... and not in a good way. Now, let’s talk about something else.

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For the past week she had been telling herself that this was really a way for the state to scare her, that there was no real danger of being put to death. She stared at her reflection for a long moment, “No”, she thought, “this is real, it is not just a way to scare me, I won’t be alive this afternoon.” The brochures from the court (which she had read during her “last” week as she privately called it) were explicit instructions for women (“There must be another set for men,” she thought.) who were under a death sentence. The information was blunt and to the point, it was mainly concerned with the condemned woman’s preparation for the “procedure” as they called it. No reference was made to an execution or hanging, just the “procedure.” The condemned were referred to as “patients.” Jessica was both upset and amused by the information. The brochure discussed recommended patient attire for the procedure—dressy but not too formal (no slacks, shorts or jeans were allowed) and strongly recommended taking care when they approached the procedure site, some women due to nervousness had tripped in their high heeled shoes and injured themselves. reality Jessica had grimly mused, “I certainly wouldn’t want to be ‘injured’ while I was being hanged. And I can’t be hanged in slacks, jeans, or shorts; they have a dress code for executions!” There were several paragraphs on sanitary precautions that the “patient” should take before the “procedure.” A second brochure explained the post-procedure activity (Jessica assumed that she would not need to concern herself with that). The post procedural activity included allowing the “patient” to remain on the apparatus for at least an hour to insure that the procedure was successful. “What an awful thing to do to someone,” thought Jessica, “I take this to mean that my body will hang on the gallows for an hour to make certain that I’m dead!” The next passage covered the removal of the patient to a post-procedural care facility (the morgue, she assumed) for examination and washing of the patient. There was also a scheduled Coroner’s Inquest and Post-procedure quality review, which would begin promptly at 3:30 PM on the day of the procedure. Jessica was not particularly interested in the “post-procedure” activity for an obvious reason. She was mildly amused by the verbiage and horrified by the matter of fact discussion. She did read the next brochure with a sad interest. A third brochure described the return of the patient to the family and the options (including costs) for funeral services. Patients were encouraged to plan for their “final needs” another euphemism, with some care. The families would be comforted by this closure and the patient could attend the procedure with greater ease if she knew that all the final needs were planned. “Yes,” Jessica reflected wryly, “I will certainly be much happier when they hang me now that I know that my funeral is already planned. My God, is this some sort of bad joke?” The court brochure indicated that a public viewing of the patient was a final requirement of the “procedure.” “My God, they require a viewing,” Jessica had said to herself. These brochures were chillingly amusing. This society treated executions as if they were outpatient surgery procedures. They were planning a quality review after her execution! They expected the “patients” to follow a dress code for their execution! She wondered, “If I show up in shorts and a tank top, will they send me home?” She had read the information earlier in the week and was upset by all of it. It seemed so unreal, yet today was the day. In a little while, she would walk out of this house, never to return. All week long, she had obsessed over how she would look today. She had spent the bulk of her time with her husband and child, but whenever she was alone with her thoughts, she would daydream, fantasize almost, college about her final appearance. Her narcissism gratified her in a perverse, yet very powerful way, alleviating the mounting horror of her impending doom. How she would dress her hair. Almost ...what role she would play. In the end, her choice had reflected her own sense of personal style and complexity. Playing the part of herself, combining her propensities toward elegance and sensuality. She applied makeup sparingly: just a touch of blush to add a little color to her creamy skin, a highlight of shadow on her eyelids, topped off with a natural gloss on her full lips. On a quixotic impulse, she dabbed on her favorite perfume. She checked her hands and coed feet. Her manicure and pedicure was perfect, she was wearing a delicate shade of rose-pink nail polish on her fingers and toes. Now for her earrings, tiny pearl studs. “I suppose that I will have to remove these later,” she thought. She added a thin gold chain and cross, her rings, and wrist watch. The face staring back at her from the mirror was striking. Her make up and long hair had emphasized her long, graceful throat and the aristocratic, almost stern facial planes which were softened by her wide, slightly up-tilted, heavy-lidded deep blue eyes and soft, full lips. She stood, slipped out of her bathrobe, and studied her reflection in the full-length mirror on the door. Holding up quite well, considering that she was almost twenty-nine. All of us had realized that this crazy day—and all the strange, new delights we'd experienced—was coming to an end. The thought of the horny little tramp sucking and licking her dad’s hard dick turned me on! reality Her vision was going blurry with the overwhelming feeling that was rushing through her entire body; she was breathing in short gasps and now could hardly make a sound, she tried to college pull at his hair to make him stop but this only made him work harder. My eyes were watching the guys with amusement. Even though I thought about it; I decided not to push my luck and did not attend the funeral. I laughed. DAVID, I’M YOURS. He wasted no time in kneeling in front of her and laying his hands along her hips. Heart in the right place, poor execution. A large Husky had his face instantly between Hobbit’s human’s thighs and from the sounds he made, he was clearly allowed to lick the hairless pussy between her legs. “Fuck,” she cried out. “Well from what I saw they jiggle nicely.” Mike reached up and grabbed Mamiko’s left tit. I think you love her as much as I do and I’m glad. My tongue fluttered through his sister's snatch. Joyce handed me a Cherry Fizz cooler then we relaxed for a minute or so. Perhaps her mischievous stepbrother John was behind it, or maybe she had caused it herself with self induced hypnosis. "You taste so good." “What are you so worried about? Pressing forward with my tongue, I managed to slip the tip of it through her tight opening. She was very horny woman who craves for big cocks. She was leaning forward and brushing up her eyebrows, with no clue as to what's about to happen. Jill directed one of them to lay on the floor of the limo. Savannah’s body quickly returned to normal and healed, but not before she lost consciousness. Sleeping without a fire in a copes of trees. "But I'll look so strange." My ovaries brimmed with cum. coed “Come on, you know the answer is still no.


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