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Boris put a crystal glass with light content on the table, gently tinkling on the tabletop. “The horse, while you were driving home, I missed you,” a pause, “and I saved a gift for you.” To feed the girl starved without me.
I, who was sitting at my feet, and the lawyer standing behind Boris's shoulder, stared at the glass.
Boris is, of course, a wonderful person, talented and all that, but I was already looking forward to the completion of the competition, rather tired of his ideas. Crown on the head and bye-bye, papa, "oh, I ...
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I, who was sitting at my feet, and the lawyer standing behind Boris's shoulder, stared at the glass.
Boris is, of course, a wonderful person, talented and all that, but I was already looking forward to the completion of the competition, rather tired of his ideas. Crown on the head and bye-bye, papa, "oh, I ...
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Eva went up to the floor in the elevator. She was worried and her heart was pounding, although she had not done such things for the first time. The head was spinning a little and everything around was perceived as if it was not happening to it.
The elevator doors swung open and Eve heard the dull laugh that was muffled by the wall. These were undoubtedly her masters for this evening. This laughter caused another surge of adrenaline and excitement. She stood for a while, took out the phone and checked the door number in a special application ...
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The elevator doors swung open and Eve heard the dull laugh that was muffled by the wall. These were undoubtedly her masters for this evening. This laughter caused another surge of adrenaline and excitement. She stood for a while, took out the phone and checked the door number in a special application ...
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We walked along a muddy, overgrown grass road, which, probably, was once considered the main street of a long-forgotten country community. Among the thickets were the skeletons of dilapidated country houses and sheds. The gnarled branches of old apple trees bowed down to the ground from the weight of apples, which were hung with, like multi-colored garlands. Red-white, yellow, dark green and just red, red-striped, green with a pink blush and ruby, almost black-red, for every taste, color and ...
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“Horse, today we are going to a party where we will introduce you to the producers,” said Kirill, stroking me on the back and slowly moving the anal plug in the form of a horse's tail. - Igoy, - I pouted my lips and wagged my ass.
Reluctantly, the man pulled out the cork, sighed, and slapped encouragingly. - I will not fight you now. Well, honey, let's go to breakfast.
Well, well, not ...
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Reluctantly, the man pulled out the cork, sighed, and slapped encouragingly. - I will not fight you now. Well, honey, let's go to breakfast.
Well, well, not ...
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Six months have passed since my initiation. To say that my life has changed since then - to say nothing. Both of my former students quickly got into the possession of me, and I melted from the awareness of my usefulness and belonging, from the realization that I, finally, have a purpose in life — to serve a beautiful, intelligent ...
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- Do not Cry!
The voice was harsh and disdainful.
Tears flowed down my face, I bit my sponge so painfully that I would not cry out loud, but I could not cope with tears. - Yes, why are you roaring, you fool? The guys are all their own, no one will tell anyone. And you sob, as if you have already been exposed to the Internet.
I sobbed and roared desperately at the goal, could not resist. - So, the roar. Bend over the sink ...
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The voice was harsh and disdainful.
Tears flowed down my face, I bit my sponge so painfully that I would not cry out loud, but I could not cope with tears. - Yes, why are you roaring, you fool? The guys are all their own, no one will tell anyone. And you sob, as if you have already been exposed to the Internet.
I sobbed and roared desperately at the goal, could not resist. - So, the roar. Bend over the sink ...
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[ATTENTION! The story described in this story is very specific. If you have no interest in extreme practices of humiliation, it is better to refrain from reading. ]
This story is about how Lena Toilet bowl, that is, I became what it is. This tale can only partly be considered a prequel to the “Dacha Holiday”, because the described events took place much earlier, about 6 years ago. Then I was a teacher of social studies, most recently came to school after graduation, and immediately received ...
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This story is about how Lena Toilet bowl, that is, I became what it is. This tale can only partly be considered a prequel to the “Dacha Holiday”, because the described events took place much earlier, about 6 years ago. Then I was a teacher of social studies, most recently came to school after graduation, and immediately received ...
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I was put to sleep in a room with my older sister, Ilona. She returned quite late, when everyone was asleep. Oksana closed her eyes to this, since Ilona was already 19 and it was extremely difficult for her to follow her. She made her way quietly to the bed and quickly jumped under the covers and, having covered herself with her head, began to type something on the smartphone. - Andrei, are you sleeping? She asked. - No - with a sigh, I replied - What did you do today? Mom today in the mood?
& nbsp ...
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& nbsp ...
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The party would be so-so. If it were not for my bad mood and desire to break away, no matter what, I would have turned from such a shit and not a party and left for home.
Yesterday, my father hugged my cheek so much that he left a bruise. It was necessary to smear in three layers, with concealer, cream and powder, it seems that it was not visible, but it whined prezoryadno, recalling the difficult conversation ...
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Yesterday, my father hugged my cheek so much that he left a bruise. It was necessary to smear in three layers, with concealer, cream and powder, it seems that it was not visible, but it whined prezoryadno, recalling the difficult conversation ...
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Ansu walked along a narrow, dimly lit corridor, and listened to the instructions of Master Bout, who was stepping behind her.
- Remember once and for all one single rule - the customer is always right. Even if he is drunk and even if you haven’t seen you in the eye, but he says punish this whore, I will punish you. Forget about justice and innocence. You have to appease everyone. Every whore starts here, even though you may never come back here, you ...
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- Remember once and for all one single rule - the customer is always right. Even if he is drunk and even if you haven’t seen you in the eye, but he says punish this whore, I will punish you. Forget about justice and innocence. You have to appease everyone. Every whore starts here, even though you may never come back here, you ...
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