We were quite young when we first got to see each other, and I would often help her with chores (chickens, pigs, etc.). It was nice to be with someone...my own age v. hanging out with the old folks.As time marched on, and we grew older together, biology and physiology did their thing. Around age 11 or 12, we both discovered we were changing physically. Of particular note was the sprouting of my pubic hair. At the time of discovery, I wondered if Doris was having the same changes. She was!One. I soon began realizing that when he wasn't around I felt empty and alone. I could almost sense my submissiveness towards him beginning. When he removed the gag from my mouth he told me not to scream or he would tie me down again and never fuck again. I felt a sense of dread. Not from being tied down but from never being fucked by his magnificent cock again. I'm not a sex slave but I do whatever he says. I never wear panties, my cunt remains shaved (he won't let me call it my pussy) I'm. There was a wind blowing in from the North Sea and from time to time a light drizzle blew across her long and supple limbs as these splendid members strained and struggled vainly against her well tied restraints."We'll need to stop overnight, I'm afraid, Veronica" explained Algernon as they neared the end of the day's work. We can't film the rescue scene today, as the boy friend can't make it until tomorrow. Let's hope the weather doesn't change - that would be unfortunate."He shivered in the. She squinted slightly to read the small print because it had been almost three years since she had her eyes tested for new glasses. Besides, she was so comfortable with her old glasses that she hated to part with them and no tradesman wanted to just sell the glass anymore and put the lenses in the old frames.The side of the box showed no less than seven pairs of young ladies tights decorated on the edges with a hand stitched lace that made them seem more unique than the simple white cotton.