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I arrive at your place, ambling nervously toward the door as I shrug my bag over my shoulder. Yes, we had met once before over drinks, but this was different. Drinks don't leave me with a sore ass. Second thoughts rush through my head. Will this be fun? Will she really do everything she said she would? And will she get as excited as she claims? This last thought gives my cock pause as it perks up and reminds me of your lusty voice as you recounted how you would like to spend the evening. More confident, I continue walking toward the door and pause briefly to listen before knocking.

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It started out in the usual way, with Leslie going downstairs to the corporate gym to exercise, just like she did nearly every day. For 30 minutes the petite blonde climbed up the stair climber. At 29, she was still proud of her body and she took care of it so that she would remain so. She stood around 5' 5" and weighed in around 101 pounds.

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My eyes popped open as I heard the sound of a key working its way into the lock of my front door. I yawned and rubbed the sleep from my eyes before glancing over at the clock on the wall. "2:52," I muttered, slightly frustrated. I had expected Ashley to come home hours ago, and had apparently dozed off while waiting up for her to return.

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She passed Fifth Street and checked her watch, right on schedule and thankfully the crossing light was on her side this morning so she eased across the intersection without having to stop. Music from her IPod spurred her on as she rounded the corner on Jackson Avenue, in the home stretch now. The warm early May morning sun at her back, she could see the entrance to the building at the end of the city block and urged herself to push a little harder.

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On the third try I managed to get the key into the hole and unlock my apartment door. Amazing what half-a-dozen Malibu and Diet Cokes will do to a girl's head. I stepped inside with my two new pets hot on my tight little tail. I had decided that one cock just wasn't going to be enough for me tonight, so I brought home two.

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1 There is something about heat that only we northern Celts can fully appreciate. I hadn't been abroad since my childhood, and the minute I stepped off the plane I was consumed by a bright heat rising from the Cretan rocks that forced me to slow down and take in the quiet beauty of the place.

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"I've got an important project for you Rebecca," Mrs. Stone said. Finally, a real project, Rebecca thought. She had accepted a job as Mrs. Stone's PA after becoming unemployed. The pay was good. The hours were horrible. And Mrs. Stone was very demanding. Most managers didn't expect to work personal assistants like they did in the old day. But, Mrs. Stone did. She wanted coffee.

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At some point I would ask Nicole how she found out about my fetish for women's panties. At the moment, I couldn't ask her anything, a pink pair of her sodden satin underwear was stuffed in my mouth and serving quite ably as a gag. My wrists were bound to the bedposts with silk scarves, my ankles pulled back toward my head and also tied to the bedposts.

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I sensed her controlling presence as soon as I entered the room. It was like a force field around her, something that I could instinctively feel but from which nothing could be seen. First I tried to ignore it, thinking it came from my overactive imagination. Eventually, it started to overwhelm me. It intoxicated me like too many drinks at a party, making me do things I otherwise would never have dreamed of doing.

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As she settled into the back-seat of the cab for her ride home after sharing some after work Christmas Eve drinks with some of her female co-workers, Danielle felt a touch of anxiety. This was a distinctly rare occurrence for this usually very self assured young woman. But this would be the first Christmas Eve that she would be spending with Reed since they had moved in together ten months earlier, and she didn't quite know how to react.

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