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Thread: Daddy's Little Slave {Google x Lily}

Ariadne saw the smirk on her father's face, and wondered what was going on inside of his head. He had always been odd to her, but what teenage girl didn't think her dad was a bit off in the way he raised her? Ariadne had been able to live pretty much how she wanted, learning by herself what his buttons were and how to push them. She wasn't expecting what he told her. Ariadne frowned slightly when her father spoke next. Her mother was a whore? Are you just bashing on h-- She was cut off when a yelp escaped her mouth as his hand closed on her long hair. She whimpered, moving toward him to reduce the pain. She gritted her teeth. She hardly believed what he was telling her. She knew he was off, but she didn't think he was this off. She gripped her bed covers tightly in her hands as she waited for him to release her hair. When Jason finally did release her hair, she scrambled backwards, looking at him. She narrowed her green eyes, the playful glitter gone. When he told her to take off her clothes, she shook her head rather quickly. No, she said, getting up on the other side of the bed, away from him. She walked away from her bed, away from him. You're crazy, that's what you are. I'm not going to be your sex slave ! She stood a bit shakily, slightly afraid. She didn't know what he'd do about her defiance.
Thread: Stealing Cuteness

The wolf had been following her for some time. She was very, very cute, and he enjoyed that trait in the girls he captured. The wolf was notorious around that part of the world for stealing women and evading capture. Each time anyone got close to catching him, he simply killed the girl and moved on. This time, it was a cute cat girl. All at once while she was walking, she'd feel a bag over her head and strong arms picking her up, slinging her over a shoulder and hauling her off. By the time she had the bag taken off of her head, she was sitting on a bed in a room with no windows, no idea where she could be, a tall, lean, black furred wolf standing before her, smirking. Hello there. He says, brushing his fingers against her cheek.
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Shasha looked around scared and saw the big bad wolf there standing over her. Shasha slapped his hand away from her face and rolled away from him. Shasha's combat experience was now paying off. Get away from me. Shasha yelled at him and she brushed her long red hair away from here eyes.
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She could have all the combat experience in the world, and it would not save her from the big wolf, almost two feet taller than her and easily weighing a hundred pounds more than her. I think I'm going to get very, very close to you. He says, leaning down and almost putting his nose to hers. See, you belong to me, and unless you have an allergy to breathing, you're going to learn to be a good little cat very, very quickly.
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Shasha kicked and struggled against him and then spat in his face. Leave me alone, dog She said her tail flicking back in forth as she stared at him with her cat-like eyes
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He growls, wiping the spit off. Grabbing her, he pushes her back down into the bed. Holding her down, he takes her wrists and ties them to the bed with a ribbon, able to hold her there and bound quite tightly.
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Shasha struggled and screamed then yelled at him again, Stop it, Stop It! Shasha tried to kick him and hissed at at him.
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Taking her ankles, he ties her legs so that they're bent at the knee and tied to the bed, now completely restrained. Good. He says, his paw rubbing over her stomach, his fingers curling into her shirt, starting to lift it upward.
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Shasha squirmed as much as she could. Stop! No. Shasha cried out fighting in as much as she could.
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She could feel him pull up her shirt, and in a blink of an eye, it was torn from her body, leaving her laying there without her top on. A cheap shirt, for a cheap little kitten... He says, smirking at her.
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Shasha glared at him with her cat-like eyes. Shasha was scared inside but didn't show it on her outside. Shasha's tail flicked every once in in a while as she lied there.
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Leaning down over her, he takes his long, flat canine tongue, drawing it up her body, from her naval and between her breast to her neck where he nibbles and suckles.
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Shasha cried out and continue to squirm. Don't! Stop it! Shasha tried all her strength to break the straps but couldn't. Get away from me you monster!
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Mmm, if you think I'm a monster now, just wait until you see what I have in store for you... He whispers into her ear, reaching down and slipping his paw into her skirt, rubbing her thigh under his fingers.
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Shasha felt tears coming from her blue eyes as she felt his paw on her thigh. Stop please. Shasha begged him
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Mmm, there it is, there's what I like to hear, a cute kitten begging... The wolf says, his fingers reaching her panties, rubbing her pussy through the cotton cloth.
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Ahhh! She screamed and tried to move her hips away from him but couldn't.
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That's right, scream for me... Now, let's see what we're working with here... He says, grabbing her panties. She could feel him tearing them off of her hips, slowly, stitch by stitch.
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Her pussy was wet out of instinct rather then pleasure and she was extra sensitive because of the pressure and fear she was in.
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Well, look at you, already wet for your new male. He says, leaning down and drawing his flat tongue over her pussy.
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Ahhhh! She yelled her pussy extra sensitive and the feeling overwhelmed her.
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He grins when she cries out in pleasure, starting to lap at her pussy, slurping at it, making rather dirty sounds as he licks her folds.
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Shasha felt embarrassed and humiliated as he went at her pussy.
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He moves up her body slowly, licking her neck. What a slutty kitten you are, already so wet... He tells her, the cat girl able to feel his sheath rubbing against her pink folds.
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Shasha felt her will starting to break. She knew it was useless to resist.
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She could feel his large canine dick arousing from its sheath. By the time it was done, she could look down and see his huge cock, which was for wolf girls, not small cat girls.
Thread: ANYTHING for college (closed)

He was hardly the only teacher to ever had an interest in a student but James Barnes wasn't like the other teachers. Unlike the others who were infatuated with their students he intended to take advantage of her, to indulge in his desires and his lusts. He was in a position of power after all, as the advanced English and Journalism teacher at the school meant that he not only had power over grades but also his recommendation was essential to getting into a good school, more then a few of his friends were professors at prestigious universities and it was well known around the school that he could make or break your college application. That was how he was going to get her, how he was going to make her his little toy. She wanted to get into the best school, she had worked hard, had great grades and an excellent record but so did many other young men and women her age, getting in could all hinge on him. Which was why he had instructed her to meet him after school in his office, at four o'clock long after the school was closed and everyone else had gone home, he gave the excuse of running detention as to why it was so late that he wanted to meet her. Now he sat in his office, pretending to be reading papers while the clock ticked closer to four. He could hardly contain himself, his excitement was almost driving him wild, soon the most lovely young woman at the school would be his to use however he liked, the thought of the skirt she had been wearing earlier that day didn't help either and had in fact shaped what he planned to do to her. As a knock at the door broke through his fantasies he quickly looked up and straightened up his desk. Come in! He called out.
Thread: ANYTHING for college (closed)

This was it. This was the start of it all. Michelle had been working for years for something like this, an opportunity to finally arise. She'd heard that a recommendation from Mr. Barnes was guaranteed to get you into whatever college you wanted. Harvard, Yale, even Oxford, they'd all respond if he came calling. Sure, it was probably an exaggerated rumor, but Michelle had other assets at her beck and call. No, she wasn't just thinking about her beauty and her body. The girl was aware that she was hot she'd been prom queen and voted one of the most beautiful of her classmates. Gorgeous red hair done up in the latest fashions, a body with just the right amount of curves, perky breasts that filled most hands without being obnoxious, and an ass that many a guy dreamed of. Naturally Michelle never flaunted her looks or used them to her advantage. In fact, she'd nearly developed a reputation for squashing as many erections as she caused. Michelle had been thinking about her extremely high grades, her great involvement, and her outgoing attitude. That alone should be enough. thus bolstered, the girl knocked on her teacher's door, slowly pushing it in. with a smile, the girl waved a few fingers and greeted the teacher, sliding in as soon as she was invited. That skirt that had taunted Mr. Barnes was still on the girl, a short, dark denim number that revealed lush legs. Add on the jade blouse with just a hint of cleavage, and a bared stomach, and you had a girl who was just teasing without flaunting. You wanted to see me, Mr. Barnes? ack, longer than usual sorry about that
Thread: ANYTHING for college (closed)

Here she was and it was time for him to enjoy what he had been fantasizing about since she had joined the staff of the school paper the year before, but now that she was getting ready to graduate she was ripe, ready for the picking. He had been watching her closely since the first time he had seen her and knew that while many boys paid a great deal of attention to her they were quickly and politely shut down... such a perfect young woman who was going to be all his, to twist and bend to his will. As she came in his eyes roamed hungrily over her body and he licked his lips a little as though they were dry, covering that with a sip of water as he stood. She looked delicious, showing of just the right about of skin to tease his imagination without becoming a tease herself, it was a fine line but she knew just how to walk along that line without stumbling. Ah yes, Michelle, my favorite student. He said without shame, she was many teachers favorites. Please come in, have a seat, may I offer you a drink? He asked as he gestured to the chair in front of his desk. He had been waiting for this for some time, was ready for anything, he had even considered drugging her or getting her drunk before he started this but went against that idea. No he wanted her to be conscious, to give herself to him willingly, or at least to know what was coming without anything dulling her senses. I asked you here in order to discuss writing a letter or recommendation for the school you want to attend, quid pro quo being a traditional part of this discussion.
Thread: ANYTHING for college (closed)

Michelle nodded, easily taking the seat. Naturally she made certain to adjust everything so that nothing showed, not that she expected Mr. Barnes to take advantage of her, of course. The rumors about him being a leering, conniving man were simply unfounded. Michelle knew there were countless times when he could have been staring at her, and not once had she caught him doing so. The girl smiled, Would you please? I'm a little nervous, so something would be great, really, she shifted again, licking her own lips, though for reasons quite contrary to her teacher's. A letter of recommendation. For her. From him. It was all Michelle could do not to simply dance and jump up and down now. She was as good as in! That would be awesome! I mean, thank you, so much, Mr. Barnes, Michelle was nearly bouncing regardless of her attempts to hide her excitement. I'm sure I'll live up to your expectations I promise i will. I mean, we've already worked close together and all, what with the paper, so it's not like you don't already know. Oh, this is just too awesome! She took another breath, mentally rehashing the words her teacher had just said. Writing a letter for the school she wanted to attend. Quid pro.. Quo, finished Michelle. She blinked. Did you want something from me, Mr. Barnes? Like, an assignment or a writing sample or something? But surely he had some of those, right?
Thread: ANYTHING for college (closed)

Her grace when she sat, such lady like poise. Though he hated it because it never gave him so much as a peek of her inner thigh and never caused her top to shift in a way that might be considered inappropriate he also loved it because of how much it set her apart from the others around her. She had pride, she was a well behaved young lady and that would make it even better for him when the time came for her to learn her proper place. And her excitement, so out of character for her, practically bouncing up and down with joy at what he was offering her, so refreshing, a reminder of her youth and her innocence. Other young women in the past had attempted to seduce him in order to get what he was offering Michele but he was quite sure that it had never even crossed her mind, pity was that it had crossed his several times and he would be the aggressor in this situation. Yes, quid pro quo. He said with a small smile as he moved from behind his desk, making his way to the door which he locked before drawing the blinds on the doors window shut. You get something but in return you must give me something that I desire. Slowly he moved in behind her, taking his time before he reached out and brushed a little bit of hair away from her neck. I have plenty of writing samples... more then enough to make sure you could go anywhere you desire... all I need is motivation. Reaching down he gently ran his fingers from her neck down over her blouse and her breasts, his fingers hardly touching her at all. You will help motivate me won't you Michele? He whispered now, his breath hot on her ear and his lips brushing her neck.
Thread: ANYTHING for college (closed)

While Michelle was innocent, and she wasn't the type to flaunt herself, she could still recognize advances. She did have a television, after all, and you'd have to be blind not to notice what went on day to day at a high school like hers. So when Mr. Barnes started getting up and walking around, Michelle started putting pieces together. Blinds were being drawn close, darkness was closing in, and the girl's excitement was being replaced by something else. Michelle swallowed, forcing a smile anyway. Hands were moving her red locks now, causing the girl to tense. She could hear her own breathing, heavy, almost panicked. Those hands were traveling down her front, getting close to an area that was previously untouched. The girl's breath caught for a moment, and she wondered what she should be doing. She needed his letter. she didn't want to be molested though she was supposed to be saving herself. I'm a good girl, she said, her voice nearly squeaky. She swallowed, turning her head back. But I'm good at lots of things. Surely there's something, she swallowed again, something I could help you with? The implication was something besides her body, but Michelle hadn't realized that she was half-offering just that with her words. The nervous girl looked at the door, wondering if she should just leave. But... she wanted that letter so badly. Maybe just some touching? some petting? That wouldn't be so bad... would it?
Thread: ANYTHING for college (closed)

He knew she would catch on quickly but a firm hand was placed on her shoulder in order to keep her from trying to get up and flee from him, not that he would be letting her go, trying to run from him would only get her bent over his desk and held down while he got what he wanted from her anyway... however her being willing did play along better with his plans to turn his into his dependent little whore, to make her crave his touch. Yes you are a good girl, a very good girl. He whispered before his tongue darted out, tasted her neck and ran up the side of her face. And believe me what I have in mind for you won't be all that difficult, in fact I know you will enjoy it. Sticking with his plan he continued to move his hand lower, across her flat stomach and down her skirt till he reached her legs, and then slowly back up again. This is the deal that I will make for you Michele, for the next hour or so you belong to me... during this time I will not penetrate you... at least not unless you ask for it. If you can last the entire hour without once asking me to give you release then I write the letter, if not then you belong to me for the rest of the school year. He wasn't giving her much of a choice in it, he figured that the deal would sound pretty good and he continued to press his hand further up till he felt the material of her panties. Tell me Michele, do we have a deal or are you going to throw your entire future away... keep in mind that you of course have no proof that I have done anything at all yet.
Thread: ANYTHING for college (closed)

The licking was disturbing it made Michelle's skin crawl. Little goose bumps were sure to show on her flesh, and she was already starting to squirm. The last thing she wanted was to be touched, especially sexually touched, by her teacher. Yet his hands traveled down Michelle's front, and she couldn't do anything to stop him. Her eyes widened in a mixture of shock and horror as his hands went between her skirt. Surely he wouldn't... But he would. His hands were over her, fluttering like some kind of foul insect or something. Michelle swallowed, opening and closing her hands. Just one hour. That was all he was offering. One hour of his touching and groping hands, and as long as Michelle didn't beg for release, which the girl guessed meant asking to orgasm, the letter was hers. That should be easy enough. No penetration, she demanded, her voice the authoritative one generally reserved for student council meetings and acceptance speeches. You can do whatever you want to me, but no penetrating. And I'm not touching, her eyes flicked to his crotch, that. The girl licked her lips, and straightened. If she was to be molested, fine, but it would be on her terms, not his. Michelle took one last look at the clock, memorized the time, and looked back at her teacher. one hour, starting now, she informed him. She braced herself to reject his touch for the next sixty minutes.
Thread: ANYTHING for college (closed)

One hour with anything he wanted so long as she didn't have to touch his cock, a real pity because he had been hoping to rub it up against her at some point, to stroke himself to release over her breasts or her face but with that one hour he could do more then she thought he would be able to. My fingers and my tongues won't count as penetration of course. He pointed out quickly as he forced her thighs open, his hand on her shoulder moving to brush gently along his cheek before he lightly kissed her shoulder. You are gorgeous though. He whispered to her, his lips moving softly over her neck as he lightly brushed his fingers up and down the crotch of her panties, finding the outline of her slit and pressing against it. Even with this clothing on I can see that your body is without flaw... but you know this of course, not only do you know the power that your body offers you but you are the sort of girl who wouldn't take advantage of it... a pity because if you had come to me then your recommendation would have been written by now. With agile fingers he pulled aside the crotch of her panties, brushing over the flesh of her bare cunt for the first time. Soon you are going to be all mine though, soon I will hear you whimper and moan as you near what it is that you desire... I would put money on the possibility that you haven't dealt with your own needs very often, tell me when I find a spot you like.
Thread: ANYTHING for college (closed)

Of course, muttered Michelle. She wasn't pleased with the agreement, but it seemed best to compromise, especially given her position. He had his hands all over her body, yet she had the blackmail to hold over him should it come to that. It seemed fairly balanced, really. So the girl shook her head and took a deep breath, readied. Fingers danced over her crotch, and Michelle could feel the featherlight touch through the thin cotton fabric. She hadn't been expecting molestation today hadn't exactly been counting on anyone seeing those. The underwear, therefore, were less sexy and more functional those innocent white pairs you see on so many girls. Now they seemed meager protection against the fingers that rubbed against her. Yet Michelle bit her lip and resisted. Yes, she had the urge to moan as that finger went along her slit, an area she'd barely touched. The girl wasn't completely dense she'd heard of masturbation. It had simply seemed wrong to her, and a waste of time. The few times she'd tried it, she'd gotten mostly frustrated and barely managed to get a reaction. Apparently Mr. Barnes knew Michelle's body better than she did. The girl hissed as she felt her panties moving. Already? She gripped the sides of the chair. No, she managed, then bit her lips. Chances were he didn't want any real response, beyond what he was already cooing about. Michelle certainly wasn't going to give him anything. Though those fingers made her body tingle, as though it wondered what was happening, and what would come of all this.
Thread: ANYTHING for college (closed)

Though he couldn't see her panties he already knew with an amazing amount of certainty what she would be wearing, simple cotton, maybe pink or a light blue, maybe with some childish designs on it bit in the end they would be innocent and simple, covering a great deal of her nether regions. By touch alone he could tell the cotton part was right and soon he would be able to see what color they were. Still feeling her cunt was so much more enjoyable and he wondered how she would look down there, he was picturing that perfect pink and no doubt her nipples was matching it, a delicate little clit topping it off, swollen and begging for his touch. At his fingers teased her with the feather light strokes he watched her carefully, making note of each and everything that she did, from her breathing to her blush to the way her hands were gripping the seats so tightly. She might not want to admit she was enjoying it, that weak no wasn't much though, but he could easily read her body language, he would take note of every twitch and gasp to keep her building up to the edge as long as he could. Take your top off for me, I want to see those lovely tits of yours. He whispered as he shifted a little to allow her to do that, while he spoke his fingers pressed against her harder and moved up until they found her clit, lightly pinching the small bud of flesh for a second before his fingers moved back down and one slowly pressed into her, twisting and squirming the entire time as it did, pleased to find a little moisture to aid its entry.