However, i used to read and think are these real stories?But, whatever be the answer, i would like to publish my real story, which happened 2 years ag.... My name is kenneth (name changed due to privacy reasons). I reside in pune city. My family had recently shifted from goa, and i was sitting on the couch after returning from work. At that point of time, i was working for one of the most reputed mnc information technology company. It was around 8 pm, i received a call from a girl from abn amro. “You’re not a completely useless cunt.” “Thank you master.” She breathed. I withdrew my finger and stepped directly in front of her. “Kneel before my slut. I have a present for you.” She quickly fell to her knees. I withdrew from my pocket the beautiful, high-quality, black leather dog collar I purchased earlier in the day. I attached it around her neck. Then I stepped back to view my possession. She was a vision of beauty; on her knees, black dress, raven hair piled on top of her. Exotic and stunning was what she was, with her B cup breasts and smooth, supple skin. I admired her beauty and I loved her as my daughter. I loved her intensely, and she returned my affection by the ton. I just didn’t realize that I wanted to fuck her until the day I did it. I had thought of my daughter as being virginal, even though I should have known she wasn’t. She dressed provocatively all the time, had boys chasing her around the block, but she was still my innocent little angel. I. Arabella had been avoiding him since their discussion in the shower the night before. With a heavy load on his mind he had made his way back into the city to continue outprocessing. The lines were as long as they had been before the holidays; the only change was that it was hotter. As Simon despaired at the thought of sitting in another line, he knew that he had to leave the Army properly this time or they'd just show up on his doorstep again.Finally, he had made it to the front of the line..