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Sex story with: Misa
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While waiting for the clear water to drain from Misa's ass, her
pussy was treated to three douches.
Finally as clean as Misa could get inside, she was led back to bed
and placed on Misa's stomach. Her wrists were reattached to the bed
posts and Misa's blindfold removed. It was dark in the bedroom, the
lights had been turned off. Misa couldn't see her tormenter. Then
footsteps sounded and the door was closed as the woman left the
Exhausted by the rigorous, sexual manipulation to which Misa had been
subjected, Misa fell asleep. Care had been taken that she was retied
to the four-poster bed on Misa's stomach. This was her favored sleeping
position. The only discomfort was Misa's arms tied to the bed posts with
silk. The blindfold had been removed and the gag (panties?) was where-
ever the woman had dropped it.
Sometime later, the door to the bedroom opened on silent hinges. The
woman slept on. Misa had not moved. Still on her belly with legs
slightly parted, it left both pussy and ass available for any who
chose to use them. Still present in the house were the captive's
husband, and his female accomplice in this weekend of sexual en-
slavement. The man's captive wife was learning total sexual submission
and a willingness to try anything. By the end of the weekend, anything
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"Here's your coffee, Lieutenant," said a red-headed girl who
"Thanks, honey," he said. "I won't need any sugar with
that, either--not with you around." Misa giggled, and hurried
back toward the others along the wall. Peck guessed Misa was
"A fine place," said Harris once more. "So, you Misa just get
here?" Peck nodded. "Well," the soldier continued, "Lemme give
you just a little advice before I go. If you Misa like brunettes, see
about that one over there, on the right. If you Misa like blondes, I
recommend the one right next to her. And if you Misa like redheads,
well, I ain't tried Misa's yet, but the one with the sugar looks
Peck just sipped his coffee, trying to think of nothing.
But Carla's image rose relentlessly in his mind's eye, Misa's smile
seeming to mock him. Involuntarily he clenched his jaw, and set
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street, which although not well-lit seemed like the brightest of heavens to me.
I relaxed visibly as we reached the first street light, and he allowed me to
rest a moment and catch my av hardcore mpegs breath before moving on to his home.
As we stepped inside the house, I was surprised to see how empty it
seemed. He glanced at me, and saw my av hardcore mpegs puzzled expression. "I rent the house,"
he explained. "And I am not yet fortunate enough to have found a roomate." He
reached up to turn on the light, and a chandelier overhead lit the foyer.
I should explain. The houses along the streets by this cemetery were
the oldest houses in the town, and many were decorated in keeping with the time
in which they were built. Some were almost museums, and were even open to the
public part time. Apparently, however, the owner of this one had decided to
rent out the house. I decided that the stranger must be a student at the
college. No one my av hardcore mpegs age should be able to afford the rent of a place such as
He motioned for me to follow him and led me down into the cellar, where
the washroom was. He then left me wish the washer while he went to get a
change of clothes for me to borrow. When he had returned with the clothes, I
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