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The story is not really quite erotic, but I was asked to put it on the reading court, which I do. The story continues to be written under the working title Tunguska. Although Tunguska also has a very remote relationship. Those readers who are waiting for wild orgies and unrestrained sex are not here. Although I added a story with inserts of erotic content so that it would not be a shame to post it on sexitails. But once again, the idea is far from erotic, although gender issues and gender reassignment ...
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From the author: the practices described are dangerous, at least psychologically. Therefore, I strongly do not recommend using the described without complete trust and feelings of the partner, as well as at least minimal medical skills. But in principle, the last scene should not be repeated, it’s just a crazy fantasy of a maniac (me), in the real world this can’t end without serious consequences.
Having your own slave turned out to be damn nice. In the morning I was always waiting for a hot breakfast ...
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Having your own slave turned out to be damn nice. In the morning I was always waiting for a hot breakfast ...
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The road was becoming less worn out and already resembled a slightly visible path. The forest has also changed, it has become more humid, on the stumps more and more communities of known and unknown Sveta mushrooms appeared. During the next stop, Borislav suddenly said that it was better for her to go on alone, in his present appearance he would not be allowed to pass through here. Of course, Sveta had questions about herself, but would they let her in, and most importantly, who exactly could prevent her from going through and what should she expect? Alas, Borislav had no answers. He just said ...
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She had linen curls to the shoulder blades and a priest pad. And what, I wonder, eyes? Gray or blue, probably. Blue, like ... like ... But the priest disappeared into the crowd. For a while the look was looking for her among other pop. Then...
Ltd! Blonde curls, fluffy, like a dandelion. Freckles, plump lips - and eyes. Big and radiant, like ... like ... - Hey, man, what, deaf, or what? Tell me in two, I say ...
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Ltd! Blonde curls, fluffy, like a dandelion. Freckles, plump lips - and eyes. Big and radiant, like ... like ... - Hey, man, what, deaf, or what? Tell me in two, I say ...
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Going out to the street every time, I dream of eyes. Thousands of eyes look at me, condemn and laugh at me. Elven whore, Belly-born Creature - and worse, the phrases were spinning like crazy carousel in my head.
My name is Zinaida, I live in Moscow, I am 21 years old, I am pregnant with three hybrids (Tsvergami) from my mistress Tunei Kam Zurlle. I go to the store, I'm here, I'm alive, I'm a man. This technique was suggested to me by my mother. Say about yourself what you know about yourself and breathe calmly and slowly. Reaching the ...
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My name is Zinaida, I live in Moscow, I am 21 years old, I am pregnant with three hybrids (Tsvergami) from my mistress Tunei Kam Zurlle. I go to the store, I'm here, I'm alive, I'm a man. This technique was suggested to me by my mother. Say about yourself what you know about yourself and breathe calmly and slowly. Reaching the ...
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At first there was darkness. Hopeless darkness seemed empty. Soon came dreams. The dreams were disturbing. Great insult. The escape. Pain. Rage and lust for power.
Then the sensation of the body came to the dreams. The body responded with pain. The pain merged with infinity. Pain reminded the name.
Sindorel.
The name has become dear to consciousness.
Through an intolerable burning sensation in her whole body, the young elf raised heavy eyelids. A torch dimly burning nearby, seemed to her a small sun.
Blinking, she was able to look around. Dead around not ...
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Then the sensation of the body came to the dreams. The body responded with pain. The pain merged with infinity. Pain reminded the name.
Sindorel.
The name has become dear to consciousness.
Through an intolerable burning sensation in her whole body, the young elf raised heavy eyelids. A torch dimly burning nearby, seemed to her a small sun.
Blinking, she was able to look around. Dead around not ...
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Deep night long ago fell on the small town of Lazerville, but its inhabitants could not sleep. The square near the old church is full of people. Despite this, dead silence reigned around. No one dared to make the slightest sound. There was confusion on the faces of the townspeople. It seemed even the air around was soaked with anxiety. All eyes are riveted on a tear-stained girl with her hands tied behind her back and a man in a gold embroidered coat that stood on a wooden platform in the center.
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Having unscrewed the set and pretty tired again, Alexey had already removed the equipment when he saw her near the rack ... For a second, all the words ceased to matter. Our hero has forgotten about music and about the whole world. She - as it turned out later, the girl name was Irina - looked more beautiful than any nymph or dryad. More beautiful than any angel. Turned facial features, bright, expressive eyes of a blue-green, cat-colored, sensual lips, flowing, pitch black, hair. All this beauty turned into fragile shoulders. I wanted to give her tenderness. Her hands seemed to call for languor and intimacy - they were so delicate. Sensual and billowing from frequent breathing chest and beckoned to him. And all this splendor ended legs - slim and regal, like a queen.
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Sand, sharp as a thousand needles, sec body, face, entangled in the hair, clogged in the mouth, in the nose, in the ears. During these months of a long journey, clothing turned into tatters, which did not save either the heat during the day or the cold at night. It seemed the desert was endless. A caravan of slaves with the speed of a tortoise was moving towards the Southern Kingdom.
I am Darius, the last of the Kings of the North. One by one, my father and five brothers died in the wads for our age-old possessions in the North. United army ...
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I am Darius, the last of the Kings of the North. One by one, my father and five brothers died in the wads for our age-old possessions in the North. United army ...
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The Tigress was approaching the southern tip of the continent. In the morning, the ashes of the comrades were dispelled over the sea, they drank to the peace of their souls. And in the afternoon, Belit came to N-Gona. The huge black man was confused, shifted from foot to foot, knocking on the door, but nevertheless, when Belit opened, he resolutely entered. - What do you want? She asked. - Madam, Belit, you need to talk. I'm from the whole team. - Is that so? - in the eyes of the girl flashed light alarm, but in ...
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