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Languages: English

Location: Konoha

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans

Age: 99

Nymphette Cam52 - She was so cold hearted that she even hit a pedestrian.

But this time the other woman didn't get a view of the frightened female just meters away. Now you can see why I said she was 'loathsome' in case you thought she was very clever. She'd relented completely and allow her man some caress in return but without hesitation or even a slightly concerned look. I noticed her lips were flushed in both her pity and disgust. I knew from watching You several times that my touch could be felt on her nerves. I deliberately wandered to where she sat and took her chin in my hand and squeezed. At first she resisted but then thought it too dangerous to disobey. My hand was firm and with a fearful look I pushed her away from me. She looked at me but was looking into her husband's eyes, accepting them. She spoke then, her voice husky with fear, disbelief and revulsion. 'What are you doing? Let's just get on with it. You certainly behave yourself I see. But why don't you dress for me and then you won't have to pretend to be scared. Besides, maybe we won't find out all the secrets of your tormented soul.' "Suits me' she said. 'I always dress for you.

It makes me feel like such a nasty whore' "Well then I'm going to have to get on with it. You won't be here long and I will. You know the drill" I smiled. 'Then you can just follow me and make me wait out on the lawn.' I disappeared into the Nymphette Cam52 and as I walked away I suddenly regretted the decision I had taken. I had to get back into the car. We pulled into the drive and you told me to stop. I complied and you looked pointedly at my crotch. The obvious arousal I felt was obvious in my expression. I stood up and moved to the side of the lawn. I closed my eyes and waited. Your left hand caressed my face and then moved to my neck where your fingers played with my nipples. I bit my lower lip as you watched, then I let out a little huffling moan as my body adjusted to the new level of excitement. I flinched slightly as my knees gave out. Then I felt you sweep my hair over my face and drag my face into a sitting position. Your fingertips brushed over my chin and then down my neck to where I faced you.

You took my chin in one hand and raised my head to meet yours. "Now pay attention because I'm going to ask you some questions and I want you to remember them." You told me to get back into the car. I obeyed but stammered, no sooner did they disappear into the fog of pleasure and regret that followed. That is, until just the questions ceased to be asked. That evening, you went out with another woman. She, too, was a former student and had little desire to endear herself to a less fortunate student- she just wanted to please her Master. So, too, did her Master. Few months after our last meeting, she came over to our house to redeem ourselves. She was originally from Afghanistan but had not much contact with the local community. She was comfortable and wealthy but had all the interethnic tolerance of the local Afghanis. Worse of all, she was not very good looking. She lived up the street from where you and I lived next door to each other, which restricted our sexual activity. "My name is Shazad. I am your Master's slave. I will serve you in whatever capacity you deem fit for my body and soul." He had asked me this when we had first met, just an hour before our meeting..

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