Kodican Streamate's Profile

Languages: English,Francias, Русский

Location: Riga, Latvia

Body Decorations: no decorations, I lead healty lifestyle and keep natural))

Smokes/Drinks: alcohol

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans

Age: 26

Body Type: muscle

Kodican Streamate - He also took a turn into the Pervert Zone.

In this he was a lecherous man, working at it. On one hand, he grabbed her easily, but on the other, he was master. He instructed her to go to the other house, but this went beyond mere order. It was a warning, a signal, He was not going to tolerate any disobedience, be it to him, for her, for herself. By the time she arrived at her new house, it was midnight, and the party was at it's best. It was a modern American Whiskey Pub, with good bar service and good music. She was excited, but a little nervous. She had to admit, she enjoyed the freedom of traveling, and the new adventures she was a part of was exciting, exciting sex. That's why, when she arrived at the old house, it sent her into the next room, into the next world, into the very dark corners of her mind. This was her adventure, her making the world come alive, full circle. She was thoroughly enjoying the whole experience. That's why she brought her bag, and gave it to Him. She had no idea what He had planned for her. She didn't even bring along her girlfriends. The darkness was intriguing, but she didn't plan on sharing it with anyone. Her girlfriends usually wanted to see it, to relive the feelings, but for some reason, she just didn't want to.

Not with Him. She hoped that she'd been a good girl. She hoped that, after all this, He wouldn't be upset with her. He loved her. She hoped that she could enjoy her new adventures with Him. At this point she almost started to panic, but a look from Him, along the lines of, "Don't be afraid, love, we understand your reluctance. We're here, we know how you want this." And her shoulders, stoic and determined, said, "Fuck the police, whatever you want, I want it. Whatever you say, I will." That last bit of wisdom surprised her a great deal. The constables were not at her home, but they could probably find her through the attic. She didn't know them, but she certainly didn't know them not found. Her pride, pride, guided her to the best course of action. She changed her mind about the gangbang, she changed her mind about the photographs, she changed her mind about ever taking a break. She wasn't nearly this stupid after all, but man, she liked her weak knees. She enjoyed her perversion. That's why she had made some changes to her life. The house was hers, not his.

She loved it. And now she was on her way out. This was her last chance. She turned, knowing what she wanted to, and boldly went into the sun. When she returned, she was surprised. He'd promised to support her, if she decided to stay. She was grateful for that, for some of it. But the constables weren't here to support her, to break her, to humiliate her, to make her want sex. They were her friends, and she loved them. The constables were people she knew, and loveable people. It was easier to rationalize, to justify her involvement in something she felt so totally self-conscious about. The best sex was what she got from Him. The best sex was what He had promised her. She still had a good deal on her mind, and was working very hard to get that salaried job done. She was finally going to be paid this weekend, but the main reason for the shift at this time was money. She worked a lot, two shifts at a time, and the shifts were long..

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