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I had been retained through a consulting firm to advise a small, but
very lucrative, corporation through a complicated problem. The complications
could have cost this business well into the multi-million dollar range
had I not sucseeded in the endeavor. After some long hours of hard work
I was ultimately able to accomplish our goal. The owner of this little
company, (I’ll use fictitious names in this narrative for modesty’s sake
as well as clarity) Joan Sumpter, was certainly a unique individual. She
and I spent a great deal of time together over the months of my employment.
Working virtually hand in hand, we had gotten to know each other rather well.
For all intents and purposes She appeared to be a brash, impetus woman to
most people. However, as she and I got to know each other over time, most
of this turned out to be a facade. In her business persona, she may have
seemed like a bit like a shark to some, but outside that arena I found her
to be a charming, intelligent woman. Continue reading Small Bondage Bonus

A couple and me

I’m on vacation with my parents on the Riviera, and like many girls and
guys there, I get around a lot by hitchiking. Most of the time I don’t do it
alone, but today the girl I’m with has to leave early to meet her parents.
She and I are staying in Nice, but every afternoon we go to the beach at
Juan-les-Pins, which is nicer.

So she leaves around 5:00, and I don’t decide to go back to Nice until
7:30. On vacation, my parents let me come home by 9:30, without asking any
questions, but I feel sort of lonely without my friend, and the guys are no
fun, so I decide to go back early.
I put on a short robe over my bathing suit and take my beach bag and
go up to the road and start hitching. Usually you don’t have to wait at all,
but today I avoid cars with single men or groups of men in them. I think it’s
better to get a ride with a couple. It takes longer this way. About 10 cars
with couples pass me by, with my thumb out. After about 10 minutes a gray car
stops, a brand I don’t know (Now I know it was a volvo). Continue reading A couple and me

I want you tonight

I don’t know what it was, to start with. It was late, for one
thing, a long day with another tomorrow – the whole list of reasons why
not. So, “take me to bed?” I asked.

“No, take you -in- bed”, was your reply, voice soft and deep.

So, we undressed, quickly, and I went off to the bathroom to
clean up. The lights were off when I got out, and I could see you lying
there, with the covers kicked back, by the light from behind me, just
before I turned that one off too. I made my way over to the bed, slowly
in the dark, letting my eyes adjust to show me your form stretched out
there. And I knew I wanted you tonight… Continue reading I want you tonight

Backrub On Hard Day

Karen sat there, fidgeting randomly; the day had certainly taken its
tool on her in terms of stress, muscle aches and general irritability.
Everyone seemed to be calling, everything seemed to go wrong and the
office was a total disaster area — it wasn’t exactly easiest thing in
the world to run the third largest law firm in the area.

‘Oh well,’ Karen thought as she whipped her torso around, cracking
her back and relieving some of the stress. Sometimes, she thought,
she really should hire a professional masseuse to give her backrubs on
days like this. Perhaps, at the same time, she should get one of those
massaging chairs to sit on — all this paperwork was really getting
to her, making her back sore. ‘Maybe it was just the lack of calcium
in her diet — milk certainly does the body good,’ she thought as she
fumbled to put on her sneakers. Walking to her apartment was surely
not going to be a trip that she was looking forward to. Continue reading Backrub On Hard Day

tranny Alicia

To Miss Stephanie,

It was almost time for Stephanie to get home and Alicia was getting warm
with excitement at the thought. She was finishing the vacuuming, the
last of the housework that she had told her to do that day. Nothing
thrilled her more than playing servant to the tall, imperious girl she
had married. She was so beautiful and she loved her so much – that
kneeling in submission before her was the supreme pleasure in her life.
She had a hard-on in her tight panties, beneath the frilly white apron
that covered them, truly a slave of love to that girl.

She heard the front door open and a tingle of titillation went through
her. Then she stepped into the living room : a gorgeous creature with
long dark hair. She stood with hands on hips, watching her finish her
tasks, clad in the white silk blouse and neat black skirt she had worn
that day to the office where she was a rising young executive. She had
a look of disapproval on her face as she stepped across the freshly
vacuumed carpet and dropped into an easy-chair.

“I’m tired, Alicia,” she sighed. “it’s been a hard day, one conference
after another. And some of my underlings are no better than you.
Inefficient. I have to do everything myself.” She nodded, shutting off
the vacuum cleaner as she motioned for her to set it aside and come
to her. “Remove my shoes,” she snapped, “and then massage my feet.”

“Yes, Mistress,” she said, hurrying over and addressing her in the
form she most liked to hear. It thrilled her just to say those words,
the submissive words of a love slave, and she was soon on her knees at
her feet.

With a feeling of reverence mixed with growing passion, Alicia lifted
one of the feet Stephanie offered her and caressed the well-polished
shoe. She removed it,setting it aside, then took the stockinged foot
in the palm of her hands. This was the finest prize she could imagine
as she stroked the smooth foot, admired the perfect form, then bent to
bestow a worshipful kiss.

Stephanie moved forward in the chair, raising her black skirt as she
did so,then parting her legs. “Get your head between my thighs,
Slave,” she ordered her, “and eat my pussy.”

It was involuntary movement as Alicia nodded in submission, setting down
her foot to bend her body towards her wife. As she moved closer to the
edge of the chair she pressed her face between the smooth, white pillars
of her thighs, getting an incredibly strong whiff of her passion. Her
lips touched the soft succulent skin that covered the clefted little
mound of her pussy and the fragrance of her juices increased so strongly
that she suddenly thrust her tongue deep into her cunt and swallowed her
juices. The more Alicia licked her wifes pussy, the hotter it felt and
her
juices were flowing even more. She could hear her softly moaning above
her as she lapped away on her marvelous twat.

She felt her quiver with a mild orgasm, and when that had passed she
heard her speak. “Undress me, Alicia,” she commanded; and it was an order
that never failed to excite her further.

She came up from between her thighs with trembling fingers and reached
or the buttons that ran down the front of her white silk blouse. She
undid them carefully, seeing the bulging white curves of her breasts as
the garment parted. She stood, nearly kicking her aside as she did so,
and let the blouse fall over the soft curves of her shoulders. Her
large, shapely breasts jiggled enticingly as she stared up at them. She
put her moist fingers in the waistband of her black skirt, then pulled
it down over her slender ankles, and she stood before her nearly naked,
wearing only a black and red garter belt and the nylon stockings it
suspended.

“Get my red negligee, Slave, “Stephanie said.

“Yes, mistress,” she replied gladly, scrambling for the bedroom, her
cock a stiff stick in her panties, impeding her progress.

She returned with her finest negligee; and as she stood tall in the
middle of the living room she placed it reverently over her voluptuous
body. In her high heels she seemed to tower over her, her perfect
breasts bobbing beneath the see-through material of her negligee. The
rest they were able to do without speech, and soon Stephanie was seated
on their tan leather couch, legs and negligee parted, feet propped up
for comfort.

Alicia knew what to do without being told. As Stephanie leaned back,
relaxing after her hard days work, her husband knelt between her legs
and pressed her aching mouth to the split mound of her pussy. Her
tongue was like a flicking snake, caressing up and down the inner lips
of her pussy, then stimulating the pink nubbin of her clit. She had her
moaning with pleasure as she lapped the juices from deep inside her wet
pussy.

When they were done, she ordered her to stand; and that’s when she
noticed the stiffness of her rod. It tented out the front of her panties
poking up the white apron that covered her front.

“Drop you panties,” she ordered in a scolding tone of voice. “Look at
that lump in your panties, it’s disgraceful.”

Afire with lust and excitement, Alicia undid the buckle of her belt,
unzipped her panties and slowly lowered them to the floor. Her rod sprang
free, huge and stiff and wavering in front of the tall imperious woman.
Stripping for her always excited her, made her feel somehow like a little
girl dropping her drawers before a beautiful woman teacher.

Once her panties were off, Stephanie rose and stood over her in her high
heeled shoes. She knelt, looked up at the spread lips of her pussy and
quickly went to work. Her tongue was moving as rapidly as a piston in a
stock car as she licked her cunt lips up and down, then stimulated her
clit some more. When she had come, she ordered her to the couch, where
she sat with her rod sticking straight up from her naked lap.

She came to her and straddled her legs, parting her thighs widely as
she settled into her lap. Her huge cock poked apart the delicate lips of
her pussy, and as she lowered her body to her the entire shaft of her
cock slid up her sheath. She rode slowly up and down on her dick, fucking
her, arousing her madly. Her prick was so hard that her upstroke brought
her from her lap to nearly a standing position, and when she went back
down again to engulf her bone, she shuddered from the feeling.

She fucked her like that till she wanted some different stimulation on
the inside of her pussy, then carefully worked her way around till her
back was to her. Obediently she sat there letting her wife control the
movements of the fuck, her rod a stiff pole for her wifes pleasure.

When she was through using her in that manner she rose off her, her
huge cock drawing slowly out of the wet slit of her cunt. She perched
on the arm of the couch and ordered her to rise. Alicia got up, her rod
sticking straight out, and she swung around in front of her. Then, as she
sat with one foot propped up, she had her stand in between her thighs,
probe into her pussy with the long shaft of her cock, and then fuck
gently in and out of her pussy. She was moaning with pleasure, sighing
with another orgasm, as she stroked in and out of her hot, tight hole.

“Now I want you to really fuck me good, husband,” she said with a
pleased smile as she drew her rod from her pussy.

She got up and went to the couch, positioning herself on her hands
and knees. Alicia knew what to do. This was one of the most exciting ways
for them to fuck, a position that thrilled them both. She sat on the
couch behind her, her rod between her thighs and into the tight channel
of her pussy from the rear. Gripping her waist, she began to slide into
her. Her cock filled her hole tightly, the hotly lubricated channel of
her sweet young cunt.

She fucked her again and again, till she came loudly, then dropped flat
to the couch. Alicia pulled out shooting her load all over her tight ass
then
rubbed it in. She was on her stomach for a long while, and when she awoke
it was to order her into the bedroom.

Their bed chamber was a seductive room, with rust-hued walls and a
gorgeous bronze-like bedspread. They were quickly naked, except for
Stephanies garter belt and nylons, then lounged on the large bed. She
wanted some more of that doggie-style fucking that Alicia was giving her
on the couch, so she got on her hands and knees and ordered her to fuck
her. Gladly, her husband got in behind her on the bed on her knees and
stuck her rod up her cunt from behind. Then she shoved it in and out,
battering her shapely buttocks with her loins as she fucked her harder
and harder.

When she withdrew, Stephanie rolled over onto her back, pulling her on
top of her. Her body was coated with sweat, her forehead beaded with
dewy perspiration and her rod as stiff as it had ever been in her life
as she mounted her. She tossed her head, moaning softly as she felt her
dick penetrate the soft barrier of her pussy. She was over her like a
real man now, aroused again to a fever pitch of maddened lust. She was
pounding her cock into her tight hole, fucking into her as hard as she
could, pistoning her pole as rapidly as possible.

She knew she couldn’t hold her come much longer, and even though she
jerked her dick out of her pussy in an effort to control it, she shot
off all over her stomach and everywhere. Stephanie loved it as she
felt burst after hot burst of her sticky cum splatter on her belly
and tits.

They lay panting on the bed for some time, then rose and went to the
bathroom where they both washed themselves clean. They returned to the
bed chamber, as Stephanie threw on her negligee again. Together, they lay
in each others arms on the soft, bronzed bedspread, talking about the
lovemaking that had gone on before. They both agreed that it had been
good, at least as good as any time in the past. And the more they talked,
the more aroused they became again.

Alicia’s cock wasn’t hard enough for her to fuck her again, but there
was
another way she could please her wife, and she suggested it! (Major
accomplishment here, everyone give her a big hand). Soon she was on her
back on the bed, her negligee wide open, her thighs spread to bare her
pussy. Alicia got on her stomach between her legs and pressed her lips to
her cunt lips. Soon she was sucking gently, and it wasn’t long before she
was quaking from another orgasm. She continued her pleasant task, till
Stephanie laid back, still and satisfied.

Then Alicia turned over onto her back, her dick semi-hard, fairly
begging
to be sucked back to full length. When her wife roused from the wonderful
stupor induced by her cunt-lapping, she got over her cock and fiddled with
it. The more she played with it the harder it got, till finally she slid
her lips over the head. It swelled up in her mouth, hardening as she
sucked,and in time her lips were gliding up and down the length of her
raging hard-on. She sucked for a long time, because she was able to
control
herself for quite a while.

At last she came, shooting off and hitting the roof of her mouth with
her cum. She parted her lips, letting the stuff roll out. She loved the
taste of Alicia’s cum in her mouth, loved the sensation of the stuff
rolling
over her lower lip.

They fell asleep in each others arms.

LOVE
YOUR SLUT
ALICIA

my first Sex in the forest

The Forest Surround

(MF, 1st time, Medieval)

Christina, daughter of Landaus the woodsman, stood

staring with pride at her betters as they passed by

in splendid procession. She could see Lord Malinov

riding beside his lady’s litter and was hoping to see

the wondrous Lady Diana.

The people loved her not just for her beauty but for

her beneficent influence upon the Court. Ever since

she arrived at the castle their lord had been kind

and generous to his people.

Cheers went up as Lord Malinov threw the obligatory

coins to the crowd, his magnificent presence dazzling

all the girls – and many of the men too, if the truth

were told.

Christina’s heart swelled as his cortege of young

warriors faithfully trooped across the meadow road

bridge in the wake of their lord and lady. Their liege

lord was returning in triumph from the Holy Land, and

stories of his valor had flown like dragon’s fire

through the villages.

Christina had been moved to tears by the story of Sir

Andrew, the young knight who had saved his lord by

taking an arrow in the chest that had been aimed at

Lord Malinov. She could see the young man resting

comfortably on a cart, in a place of honor just behind

Lady Diana’s litter.

Christina’s tears began to flow again when she thought

of the bravery of this perfect young knight, and of his

terrible wound.

At last the procession passed into the Castle Malinov.

All the fine people would be making merry tonight. It

was Solstice, and a banquet would be held as usual.

Christina, along with many other peasant women living

in the forest surround, had been charged to help with

the festivities. Living so close to the castle meant

they were often required to serve their master at table

when a big feast was in the making. Christina had often

served in the kitchen as a child.

However, grown-up now, she had been instructed for the

first time to serve in the great hall. Lady Malinov

always required her serving wenches to ‘be of comely

nature and person.’ As a perfect hostess, it was only

natural that the Lady Diana would want to please her

guests’ visual, as well as culinary, tastes.

Christina thrilled at the thought of serving the nobles

that very evening; she could hardly wait. She happily

skipped homewards, day-dreaming of feasts, of gentle-

folk and handsome knights…

*

Several hours later, in the warm castle kitchens…

*

Christina’s Aunty Bessy shouted from her place in front

of the hearth: “Christina girl! Keep your mind on the

task at hand, will ye!”

Christina blushed when she realized that she’d been

standing and gazing at her reflection in the silver

tray she’d been instructed to polish. “Sorry, aunty.

I must have been daydreaming. It’s just that I’m so

excited to be serving gentlefolk; I’ve always longed

to do it. Oh, aunty! Isn’t it just wonderful to be so

close to so much glitter and fine trappings.”

Her aunty just grunted and turned back to the roasting

boar turning on the spit over the fire, while Christina

looked once more at her reflection in the gleaming

tray.

The boys in the village often commented on her good

looks. Christina just knew she could turn all heads,

even those of her betters, if she was properly washed

and groomed. She was proud of her looks, and had always

been careful with her body, not doing any of the

foolish things some of the local girls got up to. She

was sure she was meant to be something special, more

than just a farmer’s wife.

Hearing her aunty start to grumble again, Christina

quickly went back to work, preparing for that night’s

feast.

*

…Night is falling. The great hall is alive

with music and revelry…

*

Pageantry and gaiety had always been like a drug to

Christina. Tonight she’d been assigned to a position

at the head of the hall, which meant that she’d be

serving her lord and lady, and also the guests of

honor. She was so nervous at first that she thought

she was going to faint, and almost did when the

gracious Lady Diana turned towards her and smiled as

Christina was filling her glass.

Christina made sure to place herself close to handsome

young Sir Andrew, the bravest knight in the realm. Sir

Andrew was a mystery to the common folk in the forest

surround. He came from across the narrow sea, and spoke

with a strange accent. His parents were almost mythical

figures. Eli The Bearded was known by one and all as

a great war leader in his land, while the Lady Cyrrh,

his wife, was both feared and respected on both sides

of the water for her magical powers.

Christina made a special effort to please the young

knight with the illustrious pedigree, waiting on his

every whim, always at hand when he looked as if he

might want something.

The feasting and entertainment continued late into the

evening, by which time many of the guests were well

into their cups, and boisterous in their merry-making.

As she weaved between the guests conversing at the

table, Christina noticed Sir Andrew favoring her with

a smile, not to mention a wink of his eye! She was

ecstatically happy to have been noticed by such a

handsome and illustrious knight.

*

Later that evening, the embers were burning low…

*

As the night wore on, the serving girls had less and

less to do. Making one of her rounds, Christina was

both surprised and pleased when Sir Andrew reached out

and pulled her down on to the bench next to him.

“You’re a pretty wench!! What’s your name?”

She blushed with embarrassment and excitement,

answering in a small voice: “Christina, great sir.”

He laughed at her timid response and said, cheerfully:

“You sound shy, but you weren’t too shy to flirt with

me just now.”

Christina was taken aback. Had she been that obvious?

Oh well, at least he’d noticed her! She answered

softly: “I hope I did not offend the great lord. It

was not what I intended.” She gave him her most

appealing ‘innocent little girl’ look. She’d used that

look to great effect on the peasant boys in her

village, and wondered how a nobleman would react to

such a rustic device.

Sir Andrew saw before him a very pretty peasant girl,

with a very fetching look on her lovely face. Having

her so close to him was making him sexually aroused.

He was surprised to feel anything at all. His wound,

and the sea travel, combined with little opportunity

or inclination, had meant that he hadn’t shared a

woman’s bed for more than six months.

As, however, he looked into this girl’s lovely eyes,

a need grew within him. He smiled at her and, gently

pulling her towards him, kissed her soft lips.

Though she tried not to show it, Christina was beside

herself with excitement. A noble knight had actually

kissed her. She could die now, and life would have been

fair to her. Joy and love surfaced in her as she kissed

him back, pushing her supple young body against his in

sudden urgent need. One of her hands came to rest

comfortably on the young man’s crotch, hidden under

the table.

Christina didn’t really know what she was doing, but

Caroline, her older cousin, had told her that men liked

having that part touched by women.

Sir Andrew almost choked when he felt her hand between

his legs, and his eyes widened as she massaged his

growing erection through the material of his breeches.

Does she have any idea what she’s doing?, he wondered.

They sat together for hours, while the feasting

gradually died down and guests began making their way

into the darker recesses of the great hall, to sleep.

Sir Andrew, as befitting a knight, had his own area by

the north wall. His sleeping quarters were smallish,

but reasonably private, and his thoughts turned towards

using this privacy to bed this pretty wench. When the

great Lord Malinov and the beautiful Lady Diana rose

to toast Solstice, all who still could held their

goblets high and chanted their lords’ name the

prescribed amount of times.

With a flourish of his robes Lord Malinov turned and,

his lady at his side, dismounted from the dais. They

made their way past their guests, nodding to the

occasional friend; pausing here and there.

The royal couple halted at Sir Andrew’s side, and Lord

Malinov wished him the very best of fortune. To

Christina’s amazement, Lady Diana leaned forward and

kissed Sir Andrew on the cheek, whispering: “Thank you,

kind sir. Your service to the kingdom, and to me, has

created a debt I can never repay. I can never thank

you enough for taking my husband’s life into your

hands, and will always be grateful to you.”

She stood up, her back erect, her perfect body held

with dignity, and her eyes shining with tears of

gratitude.

Christina watched in a kind of ecstasy the noble

couple’s graceful exit from the great hall. Her recent

thoughts about having a good time, and relieving the

lust that had been building within her, had disappeared.

Admiration for her liege lord and his lady fair over-

whelmed her, bringing tears to her eyes.

Sir Andrew watched his little serving wench gaze at

the retreating figures of her lord and mistress, and

thought he was seeing the flush of innocent youth at

the moment of perfection. Though not more than 23

himself, he saw the innocent happiness radiating from

the young girl’s face as a light in darkness.

His need was growing again, and he thought to himself:

‘I will have her flower tonight. I’ll take her

virginity, and be whole again.’ The thought stirred his

loins, and he leant over and cupped one hand over one

of Christina’s soft, round breasts.

Christina started at the intimate contact, but then

accepted it gladly. Turning her clear blue eyes on the

young knight’s dark, smoldering ones, she kissed him

deeply, which in turn made him more urgent in his own

caresses.

Suddenly, without a word, he stood up and pulled

Christina to her feet. Taking her by the hand, he led

her into the dark recesses of the great hall, toward

his pallet. The young couple giggled together as they

stumbled over lesser knights and guests, forced to make

do with reed mats on the hall floor.

Christina was shocked to see couples copulating in

plain sight, some being watched as a kind of show by

their neighbors. She giggled nervously when she passed

them, her knight responding by passionately kissing her

neck and ear.

*

The great hall. A knight’s billet…

*

Sir Andrew lit a small taper before getting the young

servant girl to stand before him and beginning to

undress her. She wore simple clothing, without either

buttons or snaps, just peasant-style little ties that

were easy to undo.

While he removed her garments one by one, Christina

stood very still, her arms slightly out from her sides,

wondering what Sir Andrew was planning for her. She had

no experience in this sort of affair.

Her heart pounded as her body was lovingly uncovered

by her paramour. Deciding at last she ought to do

something herself, she started unbuttoning Sir Andrew’s

tunic while he was still engaged in removing her

garments. Soon the young couple were both standing

naked.

Sir Andrew was aware that he was hard again, and

marveled at it. There’d been a time when he thought

he’d never feel lust again, but now, standing before

this common, but beautiful little vixen, he was fully

erect, and horny as a goat. Her body promised him all

the physical delights that a woman could offer.

He reached out to fondle her delightful breasts, and

was pleased to see her dusky-pink nipples harden at

his touch.

Christina hadn’t realized how beautiful a man’s body

could be. She’d assumed that, under their clothing,

all men were like her Uncle George – hairy and rough.

She’d seen her uncle working in the fields without his

shirt, and saw little resemblance between that memory

and the almost hairless, well-muscled body of Sir

Andrew.

She noticed his terrible scar at the place where the

arrow had entered his body. She reached out to touch

the spot, at the same moment looking downward and

seeing the evidence of his maleness pointing at her.

Christina was fascinated by the sight of Sir Andrew’s

straining penis. She’d never thought before about a

man’s sexual organ. Of course, growing up as she had

in the fields of the forest surround, she’d seen

animals doing it, and naturally had seen her little

brother nude on many occasions. But they hadn’t looked

anything like the meaty pole that was standing erect

before her.

Unsure of what was expected of her, she shyly reached

out her hand and touched the aroused organ. It felt

hot, almost burning, to her cool hand. Intrigued, she

gripped the young knight’s erect penis and gently

squeezed.

Sir Andrew groaned, immensely enjoying the sensation.

He was, indeed, a little surprised that this young

beauty was acting in such a forward manner. He was used

to girls accepting his advances as if he were entitled

to make them, but this one was lively indeed.

Christina began pulling the smooth skin of her lover’s

penis up and down the shaft, revelling in the pleasure

she saw on Sir Andrew’s face. She was enjoying herself

too; the feel of his hot sex in her hand stirred

strange feelings inside her. She wanted this beautiful

man more than anything, and was more than willing do

anything he asked of her.

Her cool touch on his hot erection was all that was

needed to make Sir Andrew convinced he’d be able to

perform the sexual act. Indeed, he felt so aroused

that he started to worry that he might come too soon.

He began exploring the young girl’s body with his

hands, running them over her smooth skin; her

shoulders, soft breasts, thighs and flat stomach. She’s

truly a lovely wench, he thought, considering himself

fortunate that he could look forward to having her that

night.

As her hand smoothed his precum fluid over his shaft,

he felt himself begin to lose control and reached out

to stop her. Holding her lovely shoulders with his

battle-scarred hands, he gently pushed Christina down

onto his pallet, still marveling at the perfection he

saw by the dim light of the taper.

Nuzzling his swollen sex organ in between her legs, Sir

Andrew parted her sweet nether lips with his thumb and

forefinger, and pushed his bulging cockhead into her,

stretching the opening into her vagina.

Christina’s eyes opened wide when she felt him fumbling

at her crotch. She knew, in a general way, what he was

doing; she just didn’t know quite what would come next.

When his manhood opened her up she gasped in surprise,

amazed that something that big could possibly fit

inside her. She closed her eyes and tried to concen-

trate on what was being done to her.

It felt strange, and a little painful, but Christina

didn’t care about the pain. She was being taken by a

nobleman, and on Solstice. If she became pregnant, she

would be important and have high status in the village.

And to happen on Solstice would make it doubly lucky.

The thought of having Sir Andrew’s baby made her eager

and excited.

Meanwhile, the knight was having a little trouble

forcing himself into the young serving wench, because

her tunnel was exceptionally tight. He approved that

in principle, but it meant he would have to hurt her.

Might as well get it over with, he thought.

He thrust his hips downward, forcing his now-slick

shaft deep into Christina.

“Ooowwee! Gggod!” she moaned when the pain knifed

through her body.

Sir Andrew moved his lips to her ear and said quietly:

“Don’t worry. I’ve just taken your flower. You’ll feel

fine in just a minute, I promise. Trust me, will you?”

Christina lay quietly under her handsome knight, tears

welling up in her eyes, her legs spread for his plea-

sure. She nodded, waiting for him to do his will,

whatever that might be.

He placed his hands on either side of Christina’s

chest, and levered his upper body up and away from

hers so he could look into her eyes. “You trust me,

don’t you? I won’t hurt you unnecessarily. You do know

that, don’t you?”

He smiled encouragingly, and Christina almost forgot

the pain. Then he moved inside her again and the pain

momentarily returned, but not for long.

The knight was so overwhelmed by his desire after so

long abstinence that it took just a few strokes in and

out of Christina’s warm, velvety tunnel for him to

achieve orgasm. Thrusting himself against Christine’s

pelvic bone, he felt the once-familiar release he’d

missed for so long, his seed spurting copiously from

his body into hers. The resulting intense orgasmic

relief was a feeling he’d almost forgotten.

Christina now began enjoying herself. She joyed in

being rodded by this beautiful young man, and was

beginning to match his moves when he suddenly tensed,

simultaneously pushing his organ hard into her. His

body’s vigorous thrust, pressing against her pubic

mound, sent a thrill right through her, and at the

same time she felt Sir Andrew’s hot sperm jet into

her womb. It tickled, as spurt after spurt forced its

way deep inside.

She uttered an involuntary sigh of satisfaction, while

her lover grunted as he emptied his seed into her.

*

The great hall. Sounds of pleasure

fill the night…

*

After that first time there was no stopping Christina,

and she and her knight copulated time and again, all

the night through. There were some gruff rebukes from

neighbors, offended by the noise of their lovemaking,

but the young lovers took no notice.

Christina was in love. She’d never expected to find

anyone that could make her feel so happy. As far as she

was concerned, Sir Andrew was perfect in mind and body,

almost godlike, and, indeed, before the night was over

she was worshipping him like a god.

In the morning she awoke to find that her lover had

already left the hall. Most of the knights were

expected to perform in jousting and other manly arts

as the festival continued, and Sir Andrew had gone to

the jousting field.

She remained for a while in his bed, feeling warm and

sated. Stretching like a well-fed kitten, Christina

thought dreamily about the night that had just passed,

and wondered if Sir Andrew would want to try something

different tonight. She was prepared for anything, and

smiled at the thought.

*

Outside, in the forest surround, on the

jousting ground…

*

Sir Robert addressed his young friend with a tinge of

admiration in his voice. “So, young fellow, who was

that ravishing wench you bedded last night?”

Sir Andrew, who was watching some young bucks dueling

in the competition yard, answered in a distracted tone:

“Dunno. Can’t remember her name, but she was a great

fuck. Why don’t you try her out tonight?”

Sir Robert looked a little surprised. “You’re sure

about that, are you? Of course, if you really don’t

want her any more I’ll be happy to bed her.”

Sir Andrew said carelessly: “With my wound I couldn’t

take two nights like that in a row. Besides, I’ve got

my eye on another wench who served me breakfast a

little while ago. So feel free.”

First Group Sex Party

The evening was not going well and Cheryl knew it. Only fifteen,
she had almost passed out when a college junion had asked her here.
Telling her mother and father that she was going to a girlfriends house
for the night, she met her date, Billy, at a convenience store near her
home. Just getting in the car made her feel much older than her years.
Now, several hours later, sitting on a couch in a crowded
fraternity house, she was feeling like fifteen again. A bunch of guys
had made a big fuss over her when she first arrived but quickly turned
their attentions to girls who were much older than she. While she had
danced a couple dances, even her own date seemed to have abandoned her.
She hadn’t seen him in over 45 minutes. And, after the several drinks
she had been given and the joints she had been offered, she was feeling
a bit high and drowsy. At this point, all she wanted to do was head
for home.
As the party droned on, Cheryl found it harder and harder to
concentrate on what was going on. All of the conversations seemed to
merge into one and the music seemed to enter into a slow motion mode.
She closed her eyes and leaned back against the couch, quickly falling
asleep.
She woke with a start to find that the blaring music had been
quieted down and that the crowd had thinned considerably. Soft music
was gently playing in the background and the bright lights had been
dimmed to mild shadows. As her eyes adjusted, she realized that a
couple had joined her on the couch. Glancing to her left, she saw the
two locked in a deep kiss. Cheryl saw that the girls hand was on the
guys crotch and was slowly rubbing it.
Looking away, Cheryl felt flushed and hoped that the couple hadn’t
noticed her staring. Across the room, she saw a girl laying on the
floor between two guys. The girls sweater had been pushed up and one
of the guys was playing with and sucking on her bare breasts. The
other guy lay kissing the girl with his hand resting between her legs.
In fact, everywhere she looked, there were people making out.
From the hallway she heard the sound of a girl moaning softly and,
though dark, she could make out an outline of a couple making love.
Suddenly, out of no where, her date appeared. Billy sat down hard
next to her and the couple next to them on the couch adjusted a bit to
their left. Cheryl glanced over and saw that the girls head had made
its way down and had replaced her hand at the guys crotch. She stared
as she realized that the girl had the guys cock in her mouth and was
slowly sucking up and down on it.
“So, what’s doin’,” Billy asked her quietly.
The sound of his voice made her jump.
“Nothing, I guess I fell asleep,” Cheryl replied.
“I’ll say, you were out for about an hour. You OK?” he asked.
“I think so.”
Billy leaned over and kissed her softly on the cheek. Cheryl felt
herself flush and, in spite of herself, getting excited.
“What ya want ta do?” Billy asked.
“I don’t know,” Cheryl replied, answering honestly. She had only
ever kissed a boy once before and that boy was as nervous as she was.
She had heard girlfriends talk about going all the way and about sex
but had figured most of them were lying about it. Anyway, Billy was a
nice guy and she figured he wouldn’t press her for something she didn’t
want to do. She felt Billy’s arm wrap around her shoulder and pull her
closer to him.
Cheryl again felt Billy reach to kiss her only this time he pulled
her closer to him. As she tried to relax, she felt his tongue press
against her lips.
“Relax,” he whispered softly, “Just relax and let yourself go
some.”
Cheryl let her lips part a bit and felt Billy’s tongue enter her
mouth. A combination of the pot, the drinks, and being overly tired
played against Cheryl’s ability to resist. Besides, she was enjoying
all of this too much to stop.
As they sat there kissing, Cheryl felt Billy’s hand slide up her
blouse and cup a breast through the material. No one had ever touched
her like that before and she felt a low, soft moan escape her lips.
Billy took that as permission to go on.
Billy slowly pulled away from her and leisurely began to unbutton
her blouse from the top. Cheryl leaned forward and grabbed his hands,
stopping him, but Billy gently released himself from her grip and
continued until her blouse hung softly open.
Cheryl tensed as she felt Billy reach behind her and fumble with
the hooks of her bra. Again she leaned forward and tried to stop him,
this time by trying to divert his attention with a kiss. Billy kissed
her back, again thrusting his tongue into her mouth, but continued to
work on the hooks.
Cheryl felt a sudden relaxation of material as the bra hooks
snapped open. Pulling away from her slightly, Billy lifted the bra
cups above Cheryl’s breasts. Cheryl felt a shiver as Billy leaned
forward and took a small nipple into his mouth. She looked around the
room, sure that everyone there was staring at her. To her surprise, no
one even noticed. In fact, everyone seemed to have progressed much
further than they had when she last noticed them.
The threesome on the floor in front of her had stripped completely
and the girl was straddling one of the guys while the other guy knelt
in front of her. In the shadows, Cheryl could see the outline of the
guy’s cock sliding in and out of the girl’s body at two locations.
Next to her, she saw that the girl was continuing to work on the
guy’s cock with her mouth as the guy slowly stroked her hair. She
could see the faint, shadowy outline of his cock slowly slide in and
out of the girls mouth.
Quickly, Cheryl’s attention was turned back to Billy. She felt
herself being pushed sideways towards the other couple on the couch as
Billy lowered his head to her chest. She could feel the warmth of the
boy’s body beside her and felt the girl’s hair tickle her bare neck as
the girl’s head bobbed up and down. Billy was gently sucking a nipple
shooting feelings through Cheryl’s body that she had never known
before. As she tried to relax she felt the other boy’s hand slowly
slide over her shoulder and come to rest on her bare breast, lightly
fingering the nipple.
If Billy noticed the other boy’s hand, he didn’t react. Instead,
Cheryl felt his hand high on her leg, slowly moving up her thigh until
it came to rest between her legs. There she felt Billy slowly start to
caress her through the course jean material.
Cheryl’s mind began to race. She wasn’t sure she was ready for
all of this but she really didn’t know how to go about stopping it.
The idea of having sex was both exciting and frightening, the idea of
doing what the girls she had seen doing, sucking on guy’s cocks with
their mouths, was terrifying. Her thoughts were interrupted when she
felt Billy grab her hand and urge her to the floor below. As she slid
from the couch, the other guy who had been feeling her breast gave it
one last firm squeeze, sending a chill of almost pleasant pain through
Cheryl’s body.
Cheryl began to lay down on the floor but Billy stopped her and
began to undo her belt. Cheryl thought to herself that this was going
to be it, if she let him do this, she would have let go of all control.
She allowed him to loosen her belt and unhook her jeans. Lifting
herself a bit, she felt Billy’s hands work the tight slacks down her
hips and off of her legs.
Now laying there clad only in her panties and loosened bra and
shirt, Cheryl felt herself wanting to cry and run out of the house.
But things had gone much to far for that, and she didn’t want anyone
there to think of her as only a child. She wanted Billy to like her
and, because she was terribly afraid that he wouldn’t if she didn’t go
along, she let him proceed.
Billy lay almost on top of her and began to kiss her, thrusting
his tongue deep inside of her mouth. She felt his hands roving over
her body, cupping and lightly squeezing her breasts, running across her
stomach and laying gently between her legs. Slowly she felt his head
leaving her face and, gingerly licking her neck, move down and again
take a nipple into his mouth. She felt her breasts grow sensitive
under his touch, again sending new and exciting feelings throughout her
body. But, this time, he did not stop there.
Pausing only for a few moments, he continued downward, letting his
tongue flow easily across her stomach. She felt every muscle in her
body tense as his tongue caressed her skin. As he reached her naval,
she felt his hand slide under the elastic of her cotton panties and
touch the crease of her leg, sending shivers through her entire body.
Again lifting up slightly she allowed him to push the thin material
over her hips and down her legs. He pushed them off her legs with one
of his own.
Again sliding slowly down, Cheryl felt Billy’s warm breath now
against her thighs. Closing her eyes she focused on the boy between
her legs and his soft kissing of her skin. Slowly she felt him move
his tongue up towards her pubic area and, in a move that almost caused
her to moan out, felt him touch her gently there with his tongue. She
lay her hands over his head and gently fingered through his hair.
Ever so slowly, Billy let his tongue probe through the light hair
that covered her mound. A slight dampness there and almost continuous
involuntary twitching on her part told him where to touch, lick and
kiss. The taste was more fresh than he had ever had before and, slowly
inserting a finger into her, he came to the realization that she was a
virgin.
More excited than ever, Billy left his place and quickly moved up to
again kiss her deeply on the lips. Cheryl tasted herself for the first
time.
“You’ve never done this before, have you?” Billy softly whispered
in her ear.
Cheryl shook her head, almost imperceptably.
“I’m going to make it nice for you kid. I’m going to show you
things you’ve never dreamed of.”
Cheryl smiled at him, not sure he even saw her face in this
darkness, then hugged him tighly against her.
“Isn’t there someplace we can go, someplace alone?” Cheryl asked
softly.
“This is OK. You’re among friends here. It’s all OK.”
“But,” the words were cut off in mid-sentence as Billy again was
kissing her.
Cheryl lay there holding him in her arms and wondered if this was
what love felt like. She thought to herself that he must really like
her to be doing all of this and the idea that here was a college junior
making all of this fuss over her was more of a turn on than anything he
had actually done.
Cheryl felt Billy again pull away from her slightly and expected
him to again let his mouth find her breasts. This time though, he
knelt up a bit and undid his belt. She lay back and watched as he
pulled his jeans down to his knees in one motion, then lay back and
kicked them completely off. She realized that his underwear had come
off as well. Taking Cheryl’s hand, Billy placed in on his already hard
cock.
“That’s it, yeah, that’s it. Soft, yeah, that’s it,” Billy
whispered.
Cheryl felt the hard member under her hand pulse as she held it
softly. She began to instinctively rub it slowly up and down in her
hand.
“Oh, baby, that’s it, yeah,” Cheryl heard Billy whisper.
Billy let his right arm slide under her neck and he urged her to
rest her head on his chest. Through the darkness she gazed down at the
thing she had in her hand. She had, of course, seen erect cocks on
animals before but had never seen one on a man.
Billy began caressing her hair, placing light downward pressure on
the back of her head. Cheryl knew from watching the other girls in the
room what he wanted her to do. Suddenly it didn’t seem quite so bad.
He had done that to her and it had felt great. Besides, she was now
positive that he really liked her and she certainly didn’t want to risk
losing him. She attempted to act like she had been in this position
before.
Slowly, and kissing Billy’s chest and then stomach, Cheryl let her
head slowly slide down towards his cock. When she reached what she
considered to be an adequate distance from it, she lay her head back
down on his lower stomach and continued to caress his cock with her
hand and lightly blow a cool stream of air across the head of it.
“Oh baby, yeah. That’s it, that’s it,” Billy half said and half
moaned. “Yeah, that’s it.”
Cheryl realized that he had spoken loud enough for everyone in the
room to hear but by now she really didn’t care. She slowly moved her
head forward and lightly kissed the tip of Billy’s cock. As she moved
back away from it, she licked her lips and tasted something salty on
them.
Billy now was pushing on the back of her head and she again moved
forward, again kissing the head of it, all the while stroking it with
her hand.
“God, baby, yes. Oh, God,” escaped Billy’s lips.
“This isn’t bad,” Cheryl thought to herself. In fact, she was
enjoying it, it made her feel much older than her fifteen years to have
a guy responding so readily to her touch.
“Take it in your mouth,” Billy whispered. “Suck on it.”
Cheryl let the head of it slowly slide between her lips and sucked
in lightly. The salty taste was stronger now but Cheryl found it
somehow pleasant. She felt Billy strain his hips upward and let him
move his cock into her mouth. As he relaxed downward, she went with
him, letting her tongue slide against the side. She felt involuntary
spasms in it.
The two adopted a slow, steady rhythm as Billy moved his hips up
and then down, letting his cock slide slowly in and out of the
teenager’s mouth. After several minutes, Cheryl felt him gently pull
her head back towards him, carefully easing her onto her back.
Billy rolled on top of her and Cheryl came to a full realization
what was about to occur. Billy kissed her hard on the lips and
positioned his body between her legs. She felt the hard head of his
cock against her blocked opening and felt Billy slowly begin to exert
pressure against her.
As the head slowly entered her, she felt a twinge of pain. As she
jerked a little, Billy stopped and pulled out.
“It’s OK, baby, it’s all OK,” he whispered. “Just relax and go
with it, it’ll be OK.”
“I’m OK,” Cheryl whispered up at him.
Again, Cheryl felt Billy pressing himself against her again she
felt a twinge of pain as the head entered her. When she tensed up this
time, Billy did not stop, instead continuing to push harder into her.
Suddenly, there was an intense hurt that made her gasp out loud and
Billy lay against her, half in and half out of her.
Laying still until he felt her relax a little, Billy slowly began
moving in and out of her, gently at first and not pressing any further
into her. She was not the first virgin he had broken in but she was
certainly the most exciting. He leaned down and gently kissed into her
ear. Cheryl felt chills run through her body.
Cautiously, Billy let each downward thrust move further and
further into Cheryl’s body. After only a few more strokes, he could
feel the base of his cock pressing against her pelvis. There he stayed,
grinding slowly against her. He could feel the young girl’s sweat pour
off of her as she lay there moaning under him.
The pain had long since gone for Cheryl and she accustomed herself
to the organ that had violated her. All thoughts other than the boy on
top of her and her own feelings were blocked out as she lay there with
her eyes closed. She felt Billy start to move in and out of her more
easily now and sensed something of an urgency in his movements. She
found herself aware of the sounds that were coming from her own body,
the low moans of pleasure as Billy picked up his pace of movement.
Suddenly and, without warning to Cheryl, Billy pulled out from
inside of her and came to his knees. With that, Cheryl opened her eyes
to see several faces gazing down at her from above. Someone had turned
a hall light on and the illumination danced across her bare chest.
Billy had manuevered his way around to Cheryl’s head and was
positioned with his cock only inches from her head. Cherly gazed at
it, seeing it glisten with her own wetness. A sickening feeling came
over her as Billy rubbed the damp member across her face, letting it
come to rest on her lips. Cheryl glared around above her, there were
four sets of eyes looking down, but to her it seemed like the world was
watching.
“Take it in your mouth,” Billy almost whispered. “Go ahead, it’s
good for you.”
With that he gently slapped it against her lips.
“Go ahead hon, it tastes good,” Cheryl heard from a female voice
above her.
“Hey Billy, you mind?” one of the male voices questioned.
“Nah, go ahead,” Billy replied.
With that, Cheryl felt a new body lay down between her legs and,
before she could react, she felt a new erect cock pressing against, and
into her. With that, she found Billy pushing himself against her lips.
“Come on, open up.” There was a certain urgency in Billy’s voice.
Stunned, Cheryl parted her lips and allowed Billy to enter her mouth.
“Fuck, suck, fuck, suck, fuck, suck, fuck, suck”…..softly, starting
with one voice then progressing until all those standing above her had joined
in. Cheryl lay on her back staring up at the unknown faces gazing down at
her, Billy’s cock sliding in and out of her mouth with some other guy fucking
her roughly at the same time.
“Come, come, come, come, come”……the chant changed to. And with it,
Cheryl felt the man begin to screw her even harder. Each move again became
painful as he plunged faster and faster into her. The same was happening with
Billy, she continually had to move her head to the side to accomodate him.
Finally Billy tensed and grabbed her head, slamming his cock into her
throat. Gagging, Cheryl suddenly found her mouth full of a hot, gooey,
liquid, very salty and bitter. She felt herself starting to choke violently
but Billy held her head in place and continued to drive himself into her.
Almost at the same time, the guy fucking her quickly pulled himself from
her and began jerking his hand up and down his cock. Glancing down towards
him, Cheryl looked just in time to see his cock spurt it’s juices out towards
her. She felt the warm fluid spray up across her chest and stomach.
After only a few seconds, it was over. Cheryl lay there sobbing softly
as Billy pulled away from her and stood up. The guy who had been screwing her
a few moments before stood up and took the hand of another girl and was
walking away.
“My turn now….” was all Cheryl heard before closing her eyes tightly
and wishing it all away.

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Battle of sexes

Battle of sexes
By: Sandeep/Zarina
Hello friend, Sandeep here again with a new story of cross dressing. As this is my latest achievement after seeing ISS which is pleasurable and I thank ISS for this new achievement and would let them find new achievements to enjoy the real life. Me (Sandeep) wife Zarina had recently found out about my cross-dressing. She was a little upset at first, but then seemed to be more accepting of it as time went by. I came home from a business trip a couple of weeks ago to a welcome that I could never have imagined in my wildest dreams. I had taken quite a few of my clothes with me, and spent every minute possible on my trip dressed. Even in meetings I was wearing satin panties, stockings, garters and toe rings under my business suits.
When I arrived home, my wife told me to get undressed because she had run me a bath. She had run a bubble bath and sprinkled rose petals on the water. She told me to get in, and then she helped me wash. After that, she helped me shave my legs nice and smooth.
She brought me a pair of my sexiest black satin panties with lace side panels and a matching bra, and asked me to put them on along with my new 38c silicone forms. Once I had them on, she got out the nail polish and we painted each others toes and fingernails. By this time my panties could barely contain my hardness, but there wasn’t going to be any relief just yet. She had laid out a sexy little outfit for me Ц thigh high stockings with a garter belt, a little short black skirt with a tight white top, and black platform slides. I put them on, and then she helped me with my hair and makeup, finishing off with a coating of bright red lipstick. She was dressed in some pretty skimpy clothes as well, and she had our digital camera ready. She had us strike several suggestive poses, both alone and with each other. When she was photographing the two of us we were kissing and feeling each other up Ц the pictures turned out very hot.
After some time taking photos, things were so hot that we abandoned the camera and just started making out hot and heavy on the bed. During that session she was on top of me, and pulled my hands above my head and bound them to the headboard. Then she went away for a few minutes. When she came back, she straddled me on the bed and asked if I was ready for a big surprise. I was ready to shoot my load as I said yes. She stood on the bed above me, slid her panties down over her ankles and slowly raised her skirt. I couldn’t believe my eyes she had bought herself an 8″ strap-on dildo, and it was swaying in the air above me. She said that she had been sucking my cock all these years, and since I wanted to be a girl so badly it would be my turn now to suck hers. She lowered herself down and straddled my chest, unbuttoning my top as she did, exposing my breasts. She slid her cock in between them just as I had often done to hers, squeezing my tits around it as she slid in and out between them.
Then she brought her cock to my lips and told me to suck it. I brought out my tongue and licked all along it, then all around the tip. I loved the feeling of it. I opened my mouth and let her slide her cock into my hot waiting mouth, closing my lips around it, loving the feel of a hard cock sliding in and out of my hot little mouth. My wife told me that I looked like a total cock sucking slut, and I got harder than I had ever been before. As she continued to fuck my face, I filled my panties with a load of hot sticky cum. She reached into my panties and brought the cum out on her fingers, and spread it on the end of her strap-on. Then she made me lick her fingers clean, and then fucked my face some more with her cock until I had licked that clean as well. Then she told me that it was time for her to make me a total woman. She untied me from the headboard, and told me to get on my hands and knees and raise my ass in the air for her. I could not believe it Ц my wife wanted to fuck me from behind and make me her little cock slut.
She slid my skirt and panties off of me, leaving me in just my bra, stockings and heels. I got on all fours, and spread myself for her. She leaned in and started kissing and licking my tight little hole, then started lubing it up along with spreading lube on her strap-on.
My wife then knelt behind me and started pressing her cock against my tight little hole. I was totally blown away Ц doggy style is one of her favorite positions, and I couldn’t count the times that I had fucked her like this, and now she was going to fuck me the same way. I asked her to stop teasing me and fill me with her cock. She told me I needed to tell her exactly what she should do. I begged her to fuck me like a cock hungry slut, to fill my ass with her hard cock. She started sliding it in slowly. I resisted a little at first because it was unfamiliar and uncomfortable, but as she got farther in I relaxed and started to really enjoy the feeling of submitting to her cock entering me. Once she was all the way in she started to grind her crotch against my ass, then started sliding in and out, giving my hole a good hard fucking and making me feel like a complete woman. Having my wife fuck me had gotten me totally hard again. She leaned forward and whispered that she needed a good fucking, and told me to roll over on my back. I did, my hard on sticking straight up. She pulled off the strap-on and settled her cunt over my aching cock. She was hotter and wetter than I had ever felt her before.
As she leaned forward and sucked on my nipples, I asked her if she had liked fucking her new girlfriend up the ass, and she said she did. I told her that she could fuck me anytime she wanted, and she said she planned on it. She was sitting up riding me with one hand on my tits and one playing with her own when I couldn’t hold back anymore and filled her cunt with a load of my cum. She moved up and put her face over my mouth and told me to eat my cum out of her cunt. As I was lapping it up, enjoying the taste of my cum mixed with her juices she came hard, squirting all over my face and totally messing up my makeup. As we were laying together afterwards I asked what had changed her mind about my dressing. She said that while I was away on my trip she had been doing some research about cross-dressing online and had read some stories that got her very hot, so she decided to try some of the ideas out. This has become our normal life and share the happiness equally and liked it. Well friend how u like this type of story do write on manideep6@yahoo.com.

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Kriste looked over at Darleen’s empty bed, and wondered what her roommate was

doing; if she was having sex with the group captain again. If Darlene had been in

their room as she was supposed to be, the attack she had just been subjected to

probably would never have happened. Her thoughts were bitter, as she rocked back

and forth still sobbing, unable to control the feelings of lone- liness that

washed over her. She could still feel the pain and humiliation so recently caused

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