My Master owned me, and that meant he owned everything. My body, my clothing, my past ... Master raised his hand, and I obeyed. Standing up, I began s...inging my hips from side to side, allowing the music to control me, moving my body in a way that I hoped Master would find pleasing.He smiled, and relief overcame me. I existed to make him happy.The crowd cheered as I reached up and slowly began unbuttoning my top. I wasn’t much of a dancer, but I knew it didn’t matter - there would be plenty of. Any body dies to fuck her. The story starts at Diwali night as we go to her place to greet them for Diwali in there house only his father and mother and she was there. After some time my and her parents gone to greet other friends. We starts chat and we go her room she goes in kitchen to prepare some tea I starts her computer and play some games to save state when I goes in save option I find a hidden folder I opens it I found a collection of hundred of nude guys pics. Suddenly she cames on. Greg took a couple of short cycles in and out before he slowly pushed until he bottomed out. He left his cock bottomed out for about a minute allowing my wife to get adjusted to his size. He then cycled it our slowly a couple of times before picking up the pace. My wife was laying on her back taking Greg's large cock while he was pounding away. I couldn't believe the rate at which this guy was hammering my wife's pussy. He had way more stamina than I do, in fact I was about to cum just watching. Also, I hope people who add chapters to his story could keep physical violence to a reasonable minimum, it is more about corruption, blackmail, and seduction.Teaser:Day 19 of her capture:"Hey, bitch, I think you are starting to like it !" The men behind her laughed, thrusting his dick in a new rhythm, deep down into cunt of the gorgeous women in front of him. His hands were holding Lara so tight that it almost hurt, firmly between her thin stomach and her thick bouncy hips, making sure that the.