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I whispered in her ear " You better fuckin stop this or I'll do you in. We laid there another minuet as the voices vanished down the street. That was to close, it brought me around to what I was up to. I had to get home, now! I got up and went up to the drivers seat and started the engine and headed off real.
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To fuck me into rape list submission. Without a word he stopped. He reached down and picked me up. His right hand supported and fondled my ass as he carried me up the stairs to his bed. John banged into the side of his doorway as we entered and tripped. We both landed hard on his bed. He seemed dazed and confused. I noticed that his erection was gone. The drugs were working. I decided to test how well.
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" I'm ready for you John. You may fuck me as long and as hard as you want. I am your property. Please master fuck my ass. I made you wait for a whole year. Discipline me daddy. Baby needs your hard beef meat shoved up her ass. Please Jaz rape me like the dirty little slut I am. I deserve whatever you decide to do to me. It will make a great story."
" Whu, huh? Jaz, yousaidJaz!" John slurred as he slowly passed out on his bed; and left himself at my mercy, mercy that would never come. |
I went to work quickly. I dressed myself and then removed the rest of his clothes. I fastened his arms over his head with two leather straps and laid him on his back. I then ran to my room and got my humiliation bag that I had packed the night before. I slid a pair of my tightest, silk pink bikini thong panties on my son. I could not help but laugh at how funny they looked on him.
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His thick slab of cock was peeking out the sides and his hairy balls made a delicious bulge. Of course no proper young lady would wear panties without a matching bra. AfterI snapped the pink lace bra closed, I got out the curly blonde slut-wig and please-fuckme-candy apple red lipstick. As I took picture after picture of my pretty little rapist I was giggling like a loon. These pictures were going up at John's school, our church; they would show up in the football locker room, I would make his life a living hell. Every thing was almost perfect but there was one more shot I needed. I pulled out the neon pink, double tipped dildo. I strapped on the stabilizing harness and inserted one end into myself. I debated about using some lubrication on John but decided against it. I manually rammed the other end in his ass. I shot 5 or 6 polaroids before I began to fuck him in earnest. The first time I slammed my pussy down on my end of the dildo, he woke up.