When we started the internship at the law firm, they told us only half of us would earn a job but the rest of would be ‘taken care of’, I just didn’t realize that would mean being forced to a submissive trophy wife for one of the winners nudes
(FF4AplayingF)Standing before the sprawling mansion, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of intimidation and allure. The invitation from the mysterious woman with jet-black hair had been impossible to resist, especially with the whispers of her exclusive ga
(F4A) The night had started with excitement and anticipation cracking in the air like static. The shimmering fabric of my dress caught the dim light of our apartment, making me feel alluring and confident. I had dressed up for what was supposed to be an
(F44) I remember sitting in Professor Sterling's office, feeling so incredibly important. He was this brilliant psychologist, and I, fresh out of high school, was just a freshman trying to find my place. He’d singled me out after class one day, said I
[F4M] I want you to be my real daddy…who has always watched me and been affectionate with me and now comes to my bed every chance he gets. Suddenly getting bold and touching my tiny little pussy…I’m super kinky and this kink stems from trauma 🫣
(F4A) The leather of the gag chafed against my lips, the metallic tang of the spreader bar a constant reminder of my current predicament. Just a few months ago, I was Sarah, a fresh-faced 21-year-old eager to prove myself. Now, I barely recognized the fr
(F/A) Sure i was too old to be Trick or Treating but i still did it, although right now i wish i didn’t. I knocked on the wrong door, the man behind it grabbed me before I could react and covered my mouth with a dirty rag. I woke up only a few minutes
Daddy woke up in the middle of the night feeling insatiably hungry. His lust for my slutty pussy drove him to drag me to the basement like the little bitch I am, and tie me up real good - To show me who really is in charge here. I was such a dumb cunt to
(F4A) I sat there, feeling the cool leather bite into my skin, slick with perspiration and anticipation—or was it fear? The room was dimly lit, the shadows from the flickering candlelight casting odd shapes across my body, my vulnerability stark agains