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It had all started as a game. No one was to get hurt, no regrets. A college prank gotten out of hand, one beer to many. Darren was the class dare devil, his pride would be his downfall yet he was to nieve to know it. The dare, go into the house of Dread, the reward, all the cash that was piled on the table, a grand total of $76.23. The house of dread was a fabled old home out on a country road, fenced in with barbed wire across the top. It was said that the old home place was ran by an evil woman who took her husbands life and used his insurance to buy her way out of the justice she deserved. The dare consisted of, Darren entering the house, taking something …

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Still, in a state of shock, Darren made his way to his room. There leaning against the mirror were the rules as promised. 1: No clothing except when instructed. 2: No masturbation without permission 3: Use of a phone with permission only 4: a journal is to be written and waiting at the entrance to my bedroom before breakfast each day 5: You are never to enter my room unless requested to 6: When in my presence, you are to sit or kneel at my feet.Legs are too never to be crossed you are to be total available for my viewing. 7: Each morning before breakfast you are to stand in front of the mirror and repeat, I belong to Mistress, she will care for me and I will honor her with my loyalty and …

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I continue teasing your nipples for a little while. Listening and feeling your breath speed. The heaving of your chest. The deep gutteral moans escaping your lips. I feel the excitement building in my loins. But still I caution myself to patience. There is still quite a bit that needs to happen until I get my release. Good thing I’m patient. I release your nipple from its confines between my lips. They are so hard right. There is a definite flush to your upper chest, too. Another wonderful indicator. So nice of you to advertise your desire. I decide that I will leave the examination of your torso and legs until you are on the bed. I’m sure that your arms are getting tired right now, along with your legs getting a bit wobbly. You …

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Mistress Sabrina giggled as she applied the lubricant to the slaves already wet pussy. The girl was soaking wet from the long ordeal of being tied to the spanking bench so securely, she couldn’t move a muscle. Ropes laced over her legs every several inches and then across her back the same way. Her arms wound tightly with several bands of ropes about her upper and lower arms, leaving her no room to even wiggle. To add to the fun of it, Sabrina had stretched saran wrap over her as well and then used a blow dryer to actually shrink wrap her into place. She was secured beyond any hope of escape and that thought alone made her sopping wet. The only part left totally exposed was her sweet pussy and asshole. Even her face …

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