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Don't forget to comment with your thoughts on the story. My name is Kitana Young. My father is and dance American, my mother Lebanese, and this is my story. Well, not the whole story, mind you… Just a facet of the hidden story most will never know. It's strip a story about a girl who finds meaning in being owned. It's a story about a girl who takes comfort in the wishes of her Master, dominant over submissive, and lives for the thrill of being punished. No one, not even my closest friends, know about the secret life I lead. Sometimes I want to tell them, but how can cam I? How do you tell someone that you're a 'slave cunt,' a girl whose body is owned completely by her Master? Sometimes I'm punished and sometimes I feel cherished, like a prized jewel. Either way, Master makes me feel alive in a way no one else and nothing else can. Kitana knew she was in deep, deep trouble. Not just trouble with a capital 'T,' but Fingering trouble in the same vicinity as 'the sky is falling.' Why? Because she was late, and that was against Master's Rules. Master was her husband, of course. They were happily married for just over one year now. Master was an attorney for a powerful international organization. "Hmph, my breasts are way bigger than hers!" You lost us for your cause when you promised us to have Huck as our master strip in our submissive games and you and would see to it to disintegrate Huck's dominant abilities. Today, however, I should not have trusted the road. She opted for holding on to him with her arms around his stomach, and hands clasped together. “No no; you cam look absolutely amazing.” I replied. Ternias might’ve been well-trained to keep his eyes off a woman’s chest, but he was wholly unprepared for what moved between my legs. My hands traveled to her backside and I pulled her close till my mouth came in contact with her and I licked her slit from bottom to top. “I love you. I was spellbound. She took her time, and tried not to put on too much Fingering pressure as she knew it would not take long before he splattered his come into mouth. The girls had followed me into the kitchen so I gave them the torch. Arthur let the knight pull him down so that one of his hands was now pressed against the floor for support, while the other was still stroking the knight’s cock. I pushed up on my arms, looked down on the pretty fifteen-year-old girl and smiled my enjoyment as I plunged down and in. My body slapped hers too loud so she put a hand between us to stop what I was doing. I immediately realize the culprit is none other than Growlithe! “Not people—no—but probably more valuable than rent paying tenants. I fingered and thumbed her nipples which were already enlarged and hard as nuggets. He still had clean up of his own. “You're so lucky, Billy. He dipped down and shoved his groin forward and upward. But it was futile, and it wasn’t long before the warleaders too were in full flight. "You're not angry?" The light from the high windows reflected on the damp skin of her dance cheeks and thighs.