Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]
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				Title: <strong>Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>15-09-2009, 13:34:07</strong>
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				I’m just your average girl and with average, I really mean average. My parents weren’t rich but we could afford two simple cars and a yearly holiday. My grades at school were average and I graduated high school with average grades.<br>Even my looks are average. I’m 1m70, or 5’5, and got a slim body. Firm breasts and a nice tush. Blue eyes and some dark blonde hair. Really it bores me how average I am. It gets especially embarrassing when I have to fill out that much hated question: Something about yourself. Really there is nothing to tell.<br><br>I like computer games and play football, or soccer. My girly side is very predictable too. Shopping and movies are my hobbies and my favorite color is purple. Ever since I graduated though I wanted some action in my life. The first step was to move out from my parents but soon found that a room or house for myself was expensive and money was not something I had in stock. My eager job at a large fast food chain didn’t pay enough to be living on myself so I had to find different ways of getting money but that was the problem too. Making plans is something I’m expert in, bringing those plans to reality is something completely different. My discipline is too low and all the other ‘short term fun’ things are a lot more attractive than the ‘invest now and have fun later’ things. My plans to find a new, real job are limited to searching the newspapers and the internet for job vacancies and then sending an email. When I don’t hear anything, I tend to drop my interest and forget about the whole thing. <br><br>One thing that didn’t really drop but only increased was my sex drive. Maybe the word is too big as I never had sex in my life before. I never even had a boyfriend for that matter but I found myself searching the internet more and more and made plans to actively start searching for a partner, male of female. As well as all my other plans this one got limited to the internet. I signed up to sites as Facebook and dating sites. Soon I found out that it was hard to find somebody that suited you and when I had finally found a profile that appealed to me, I had no idea what to write to that person. Girls rarely responded and boys responded but after two MSN-dates I found out there were only after sex. Not that I didn’t consider it but was too afraid to actually do it.<br><br>My cravings got bigger and I rolled into the D/s and BDSM lifestyle. I had no particular favorite but I soon discovered that, although I liked both roles, I tended more towards the submissive role. The more I got to read about it the more it appealed to me and I even got in contact with some people actively living that life. My guts often left me as I was simply to scared to actually do it. Talking and looking at it was about enough tension as I could manage. Until that day finally came.<br><br>I sat at my computer, aroused like hell, searching through a whole lot of ads I wouldn’t reply to anyway. Then I found that one ad. It was from a couple and from the picture they uploaded they looked stunningly hot and sexy. Of course this was the internet and pictures could easily be faked. They said they had a lot of money and wanted a girl for a one night stand and were willing to pay for it. <br>I hit the reply button and added my phone number, a picture of me in my underwear (I was too uncomfortable keeping nude pictures of myself on my computer while still living at home) and gave a very brief description about myself.<br>Later that afternoon my phone rang with a number I didn’t recognize. Almost immediately I knew who that could be and with a heart pounding in my throat I answered the telephone.<br>“Samantha.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>18-09-2009, 14:06:34</strong>
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				Allan Vercetti opened his email that day, and rubbed his hands together in delight. It was around 6 pm, and both he and Karen had just got back from work. They were curled up on the sofa with a bottle of wine and Allan's laptop, and were more than pleased to see the response to the ad they'd placed the previous evening.<br><br>"Look at this one!" Allan grinned, snaking his hand up Karen's thigh. "Such a sweet thing, a shy, sexy girl next door. She'll be such fun to train!" <br><br>He whipped out his phone and dialed the number she'd given them.<br><br>"Hi, Samantha, good to see your reply to our ad! I'm Allan, and my wife Karen and I were looking for a girl just like yourself to keep us company tonight. I love the picture you sent, we'll make a good threesome. What time this evening would you like to meet up? I was thinking of going for a drink at Twisty's to get to know each other a little. Would you like to talk to Karen?"<br><br>Allan grinned at his wife and gave her bottom a firm grope. He'd been looking forward to this, and was really getting in the mood. Karen and he had had so many dates and one night stands with young, curious and shy girls from the internet, but this time, they wanted one they could keep around. The couple already lived luxuriously and decadently enough; now they wanted a pet slave girl.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>18-09-2009, 20:45:18</strong>
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				Karen looked over Allan's shoulder as he ran through the ads.&nbsp; The one he pointed out looked pretty young, but she was definitely a delectable looking thing.&nbsp; "I think she looks like a good possibility...let's take her out for the evening and find out more about her.&nbsp; Remember, we need someone who either has no one around to dig too deeply when she goes missing."<br><br>She ran her hand up his Allan's chest and reached in to snuggle against him.&nbsp; "And, she has to make us both excited in person.&nbsp; That last girl only turned me on, remember, and you didn't really enjoy yourself. I felt bad about that..."<br><br>She listened to the one side of the conversation and waited to see if Samantha needed to talk to her as well.&nbsp; Most of them did.&nbsp; They wanted to make sure it was really a couple that they were going to meet.&nbsp; For some reason, they felt it was safer to be around a woman and a man than just a man, as if the woman couldn't be dangerous.&nbsp; <br><br>Karen felt the prospect of taking in a girl and treating her like a complete slave was turning her on more than she had thought possible.&nbsp; She winked at her husband's grope and slunk closer to him on the sofa.&nbsp; Her feet gently dug into the side of Zorba, their large English Mastiff.&nbsp; She rubbed his tummy and cooed at him.&nbsp; They had no children, so the dog was the only baby in the house.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>19-09-2009, 15:36:36</strong>
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				Samantha had just recovered from the first fright when he asked her out, tonight! She got turned on but tried to stay calm, knowing she had to be careful. Mom and dad were out tonight so that would not be a problem. Or maybe it would. Who would she call when things got wrong? <br><br>"Eh.. I.. Err... Eight O'Clock would be good for me," she stuttered not at all sure about this whole idea. She wanted it but she was scared. I... eh.. no I see Karen tonight right? It's okay."<br><br>After she hung up she decided she probably should have asked to see if Karen was real but the fact that Allan had asked about her was good enough for now. The rest of the day she tried to be as calm as she could but found her mind drifting off ocassionally during the movie she had started. <br><br>Then at six she made a quick dinner and ate it at the television, took a shower and spend fifteen minutes deciding what to wear. Nothing too posh or they would be given the wrong impression but nothing to slutty either. Samantha ended up with a pair of jeans, pink laced socks, white and pink puma's and a black blouse. On her way to Twisties she realized fully that tonight would be the first time in her life she would have sex, if everything went right and she started to shiver of cold and nerves. When she stepped into the cafe/bar/dancing she looked around if she could see a couple and found that there were only couples. <br><br>She swallowed and a little embarrased she sat down on a table in the corner and checked her watch. Seven thirty. Samantha hated people who were late and for this occasion she hoped that her date would arrive a lot earlier because sitting here waiting for half an hour was going to be hell. When the waiter came she ordered a juice and started playing games on her phone, frantically keeping her eyes on the door every time she could.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>20-09-2009, 16:49:04</strong>
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				Allan gave his kinky wife a lustful kiss and a grope, then set about cooking her dinner with some upbeat salsa music in the kitchen. He couldn't resist lifting her onto the worktop and pounding her hard before dinner, just as a warm up.<br><br>They waltzed into the bar around five past eight, fashionably late. It wasn't hard to spot their target. For starters, she was gorgeous, and on her own, second, she appeared even more nervous than she'd been on the phone. Allan grinned at Karen as they homed in and sat down in front of her.<br><br>"Nice to meet you, Sam," he grinned, taking her hand and kissing it gallantly. "Tell me, what did <em>you</em> have in mind for the evening?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 13:42:40</strong>
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				Never had she experienced a longer thirty minutes than now, but finally, when she had just started the fourth game of Tetris, she saw a couple walking into the bar she felt was them. It was really weird as she never had seen the couple before but knew exactly it was them. Sam gave them a nervous wave without really lifting her arm and looked back to her phone where she was shutting down the game. Blushing heavily and feeling her cheeks go red she accepted the kiss on her hand and sat down again.<br><br><em>What did she had in mind for the evening?</em> <br>Good question. In all honesty she had no idea. Sam hoped the couple would take the initiative in… well.. in everything tonight. She only gave the couple a few quick looks too embarrassed and nervous to look at them longer but from what she had seen, they were kind of nice to look at. <br><br>“ I ehm, I’m really nervous,” she giggled. <br>“I haven’t really thought about it.” <br>It sounded like a little girl who had just stolen from the candy store and had to give the candy back to the shopkeeper from her mom.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 21:20:31</strong>
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				Karen thought the girl's blush was sweet.&nbsp; She reached out and gently patted her arm. "It's okay...you can think about it a bit more," she said.<br><br>"Why don't we tell her a little about ourselves and get to know each other..."she said, waving over a waiter.&nbsp; "I'd like a cosmo, please...bring her whatever she's drinking..." She let Allan order his own drink and waited for the waiter to disappear.<br><br>"We've been married a while, have no children other than our dog.&nbsp; We like to make a variety of friends," she said smiling seductively, "And we like to have a good time.&nbsp; I'm a rather frank person, Sam...and I think you are very lovely." In fact, Karen wanted tie her down then fuck her like crazy with her largest dildo, but she restrained herself from mentioning that just yet.<br><br>She dropped her voice and said, "We can take things slowly, Sam.&nbsp; Build up...a little kissing... touching... exploring...You don't have to do everything all at once."&nbsp; Her hand dropped to Sam's thigh under the table and stroked her gently. <br><br>"See?&nbsp; Just a little here and there," she said, her voice full of warmth and promise. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>22-09-2009, 17:10:58</strong>
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				The longer the couple was talking the more Sam became at ease. Although she had no idea what the drinks were they ordered, she could get a good imagine of how this people would live. She imagined a very large and modern house with lots of black and white and glass and brushed aluminium. They also had a dog and Sam loved dogs, especially the beautiful German Shephard and Husky's. <br><br>When Karen mentioned she found her lovely, Sam's cheeks flushed again and quickly she looked down again to her hand who were folded in her lap. <br><em>Come on Sammy, get a grip. This is what you wanted...</em><br><br>Then she felt the hand and she swallowed hard and almost froze up. It felt so strange and wrong but so so nice. Sam shivered and that must have been noticed by the couple.<br><br>"That sounds good Karen," she said softly with a nervous smile. "I think I would like to take this slowly."<br>She looked at the drinks of the couple and pointed towards Karen's glass. <br>"What is that?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>24-09-2009, 17:08:12</strong>
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				Allan ordered a mojito, fondled his wife's ass under the table and grinned at their date.<br><br>"Karen's drink is a Cosmopolitan: vodka, triple sec, lime and cranberry juice. Mine is&nbsp; a mojito: rum, cane sugar and lime juice. What are you having?" He stroked Sam's hand and leaned forward a little.<br><br>"I was thinking we could have a few drinks here, and then head back to our place when we've got to know each other a bit more, and you feel a little more comfortable with us. Just relax, and go with the flow," he added soothingly, stroking the nervous young lady's arm and tracing a finger down her cleavage for a moment. "You're in good hands," he promised, rubbing his hand firmly up Karen's thigh under the table.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 22:31:48</strong>
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				Karen nodded in agreement, "I think the first time is always a little nerve-wracking. Trying to see if there's a click between everyone.&nbsp; But, really, we are easy going people."<br><br>Karen was attracted to this girl more than she had been to several in the past.&nbsp; She turned to Allan and said, as if Sam weren't there even, "I think she's adorable, Allan..."<br><br>Turning back to Sam she said, "Tell me dear, have you ever been with another woman before?"&nbsp; She asked it as though it would be an entirely normal question to ask anyone you were having drinks with.&nbsp; But Karen liked to make sure the girls understood that they weren't there just to please Allan, but the two of them, Karen and Allan as a couple.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 11:18:27</strong>
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				<em>Get over it you stupid Bitch! This is what you wanted! Get a grip..</em><br><br>Sam just pointed to her half empty glass of juice at Allan’s question what she was drinking. <br>“Just juice,” she whispered and looked at his hand on hers. She swallowed hard when his finger traced her cleavage and cursed herself for wearing this open blouse.<br><br>Then when Karen talked to her husband or boyfriend about how adorable she thought she was, Samantha was close to get up and walk away. Something inside her stopped her however and made her sit tight and get aroused. <br>Sam rejected another round of drinks and got her act together. Still nervous but at least no longer looking down she leaned her arms on the table. <br><br>“I..no, I never been with another woman before, nor have I been with a man.” It was a nervous answer but at least she was trying.<br>“But I want to. Really I do.” She grimaced after she had said this, only making things worse.<br>“Not that I’m you know… desperate for it, but I think I would like to try it once. Or more..” <br><br>Her clumsy answers had her cheeks flushing again and she leaned back to the chair again, curling her lips and looking down again. <br>“You are both pretty,” she said softly in a very late and out of the blue reply to Karen’s comment on her being adorable.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 21:58:46</strong>
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				"We'll help you through it and make it a night to remember," Allan grinned, stroking the girl's face. "We think you're dazzlingly pretty yourself. We'll have a lot of fun together," he promised.<br><br>His eyes met hers with a twinkle as he knocked back his drink. "I bet you want to try it," he continued with a chuckle, and quickly flagged down a waitress to order Sam some mango juice. His hand under the table fondled its way further up Karen's thigh and traced and rubbed promisingly over her crotch. He could feel the heat of her anticipation rising at least as much as his own.<br><br>"Our plan for the evening, when we get back home, is something like this. First, we undress each other, slowly and arousingly. Then, Karen and I will see about getting you ready to take things a step further. We'll help you get us ready as well. Then, we just let our instincts take over. Prepare yourself," he said softly, stroking her palm and grinning at Karen, poking his tongue out at her slightly as he basked in their building lust.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 10:56:49</strong>
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				Sam just sat and blushed. She cursed herself for this attitude but maybe her guts had been lying to her. Maybe she was just too scared. Allan was right for sure, she did want to try it but on the other hand she was scared to hell for this couple. Scared to be embarrassed or to disappoint them.<br><br>Then when Allen told their plans she melted again. She would love to see them both naked and to touch them but again wasn’t sure about her own body. And what did he mean with that ‘prepare yourself’? Was this a hint of danger or what was it? All she knew was that her heart skipped a beat. The young girl downed the drink in two times and hoped they were ready to leave the restaurant. She could see and feel the couple was incredibly aroused and she could feel her own body react to it to. When she had put the drink back on the table she laid her hands in her lap again and stared outside, intentionally avoiding the looks of both the other persons at her table.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>03-10-2009, 00:51:21</strong>
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				Karen exchanged a glance with Allan and said gently, "It's not like we'll bite...at not unless you want us to." She smiled and stood up, reaching out her hand openly to Samantha.&nbsp; Karen didn't care who saw her with another woman.&nbsp; <br><br>"Why don't you and I go to the ladies room before we get to the car," she said, quietly.&nbsp; It was an opportunity for Sam to ask any girly things she might have on her her mind.&nbsp; She winked at Allan as she squeezed Sam's hand gently.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 22:56:39</strong>
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				A little hesitant, or maybe a lot, Sam took Karen's hand and followed her to the ladiesroom. When they were alone, Sam looked down at her white and pink Puma's and swallowed hard.<br><br>"I ehm...I never had sex before. Maybe you want to find another girl then at least she won't disappoint you. I think you want somebody more experienced."<br><br>She heard herself find excuses to get out of the date but another part hoped Karen wouldn't easily be persuaded.<br>"I mean not that I don't want to, because I really do but maybe you and Allan want somebody with experience that you know, knows what she's doing."<br><br>Then, out of the blue, in a desperate attempt to control her overwhelming feelings she leaped up to Karen and kissed her on the lips.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 19:06:19</strong>
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				Karen let the girl kiss her and even relaxed into the kiss, trying to calm the girl and let her know that everything would be fine.&nbsp; SHe wrapped her arms around her waist and stroked her back slowly reaching up to the other woman's head and gently grasped her hair and pulled her head back a tiny bit.<br><br>"When the three of us are together, Allan is in charge.&nbsp; When it's just you and me, I'm in charge...You don't have to worry about being experienced.&nbsp; As a matter of fact it's a plus," she said, one hand letting go of the hair and gently stroking Sam's cheek and moving a finger to her lips.&nbsp; <br><br>"It's a plus because you don't have any bad habits to unlearn..." she rubbed her nose against Sam's and put her lips to hers once again, her tongue gently parting the other woman's lips and inviting her to do the same.
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 08:25:39</strong>
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				Sam felt her heartbeat skyrocket when Karen’s hands moved over her back and grabbed her hair. Secretly she wanted to purr in pleasure at the ‘rough’ treatment but instead she could hear herself gasp softly as she closed her eyes.<br>Then when Karen’s hand moved over her cheek and lips she opened her mouth in a voiceless moan. A little shocked she felt how Karen’s tongue parted her lips and carefully followed her lead. Carefully and very gently her tongue found that of the other woman and again she closed her eyes and let her feelings take over. <br><br>Allen or Karen was in control. Karen had made this very clear and maybe not intentionally, it had turned Sam on knowing she was in ‘good hands’. She could feel her sex react to the situation and pushed her body instinctively closer to that of the other woman, her hand gliding over the back of the woman.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 18:05:31</strong>
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				Karen let out a low chuckle as she felt Sam's hand on her back.&nbsp; She pulled her lips of the girl and ran her nose along her cheek to her neck smelling her.&nbsp; Clean. Young. Fresh.&nbsp; &nbsp;Moving slowly, she pushed back against Sam's body until her back was against the tiled wall of the bathroom.&nbsp; <br><br>She pulled a little more forcefully on the girl's hair until her neck was more open.&nbsp; Karen pressed her mouth against Sam's neck and began to mark her.&nbsp; Her teeth grasped a small fold of skin as she began to suck.&nbsp; Her other hand reached around and grasped Sam's right breast through her clothing, squeezing tightly, possessively.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 10:26:46</strong>
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				Sam found herself enjoying being pushed against the wall and closed her eyes, enjoying Karen’s lips on her neck. Her hands were still exploring Karen’s back and she let go all of the brakes she had still on. When Karen broke the kiss, Sam instinctively leaned over to try and reach her lips but then her hair was pulled. Gasping out at the pulling she twitched her legs and hips, feeling her body react to the treatment Karen was giving her.<br>“What are you doing,” she said with a soft husky voice filled with pleasure as she felt Karen’s teeth on her neck.<br><br>Moaning softly and still running her hands over Karen’s back she found the edge of the woman’s jeans and tried to wriggle her hands inside. When that didn’t work she just put them on Karen’s curves over the jeans and let out a louder moan this time when she felt Karen’s hands on her breasts. <br><br>She had never done it before with either a boy or a girl but she had never thought herself to enjoy the touch of a woman this much. If Allen was as good as Karen, which she thought he was, this would be a good night. Still a little afraid but much more at ease she groped Karen’s behind while moaning into the sucking Karen did on her neck and the groping on her breasts.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>08-10-2009, 19:53:06</strong>
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				Karen gently sucked and gnawed on Sam's neck until she was sure there would be a bright red mark there.&nbsp; She pulled away and looked at her handwork.&nbsp; Indeed, there it was.&nbsp; Karen purred as she slipped her hand up under Sam's shirt and into the girl's bra.&nbsp; Her fingers easily found the nipple and she twisted it like the dial on a radio while pinching.&nbsp; Her other hand let loose of Sam's hair for a moment, gently running her fingers through the long mass before wrapping her fists in it again and pulled Sam's head back toward the wall. <br><br>"I've marked you, Sam," Karen said quietly, to answer her question.&nbsp; "You have a bright jewel on your neck."<br><br>She pressed into Sam, one thigh between Sam's legs and one of Sam's legs between her own.&nbsp; Karen pushed her leg up against Sam's completely clothed pussy letting the friction of the fabrics pull at them both.&nbsp; Her lips nibbled at Sam's ear, at her neck, chin and around to her other ear.&nbsp; <br><br>"Sam, I just want you to tell me that you really want to go home with us both.&nbsp; This is the time for you to back out and run away.&nbsp; But, once we leave the restaurant, you should know that both Allan and I will want to play with you.&nbsp; You should know without a doubt, that my husband will take your virginity tonight.&nbsp; He has a lovely cock, I might add.&nbsp; It's long and thick...so very, very thick," she whispered.&nbsp; <br><br>She twisted the nipple the other way, still pinching hard.&nbsp; "So, my little slut...Are you willing?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 09:33:04</strong>
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				Sam felt higher than she ever been or could be again. It was as if her feet were no longer touching the floor and she was floating high up in the air. She didn’t understand what Karen said about the jewel but she didn’t care much. All she cared about was the intense feeling of pleasure between her legs and then Karen’s hands on her breasts, gasping as the lady touched her nipples, softly moaning in pleasure.<br><br>Then when Karen had pulled her head back against the wall she closed her eyes and the world stopped turning for little Sam. Karen’s voice was like a whisper of pleasure running through her body and her mouth was opened in a soundless gasp for air as she listened to what Karen said about Allan.<br><br>Indeed this was the time for her to back out and run away. Something inside her told her to do this but the high she was on prevented her from doing that. So very thick. Sam could hear herself almost squeal like a young kitten in peril at Karen’s words and the pinching at her nipple put her back in a state of self awareness. At least enough to answer Karen.<br><br>“Y..yes miss, I want to,” Sam managed to bring out at a long husky gasp.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 18:45:13</strong>
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				Karen licked the mark on Sam's neck again, the juicy redness of it raw and ripe.&nbsp; "You've made me very happy, Sam.&nbsp; Tonight, you will experience pleasures you've never thought of before."<br><br>She stepped back just enough to release Sam's legs yet held tight to her hair. She spun Sam around and grabbed her by the waist from behind, pulling her tightly against her and spun the two of them around so they were both facing the mirror.&nbsp; Karen's free hand dropped from Sam's waist and grabbed at Sam's clothed pussy.&nbsp; In the mirror, Karen looked over Sam's bent neck and into Sam's eyes.&nbsp; <br><br>"Look how beautiful we are together, Sam," she pushed her hips toward Sam's ass and pulled tighter against Sam's jeans.&nbsp; She guided Sam's head by the hair so that the reddened mark on her neck shown brightly in the mirror.&nbsp; "Allan will mark you differently, and take great pleasure in it." <br><br>Finally, she released her hair and used that hand to wrap under Sam's arm and up to her breasts, still holding Sam tight against her.&nbsp; Her other hand slipped up the front of Sam's jeans and reached into them, her fingers delving toward the other woman's pussy.&nbsp; "Look at yourself, Sam...aren't you beautiful like this?&nbsp; Do you see the need and hunger that I do?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 09:52:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam was quite sure Karen was right on ‘experiencing pleasures’ as she was already giving her more than little Sam ever felt. Her heart was in her throat as Karen was giving her an example of ‘roughness’ and she almost purred like a kitten at it. When she was facing herself and Karen in the mirror she took a good look at Karen for the first time. It was a beautiful woman and the way she guided her hand to her clothed but moist and warm sex, she closed her eyes in excitement. <br><br>Again she gasped at Karen’s words and felt her head being guided. How will he mark me then? She got excited at the idea of it but soon was left breathless as the woman’s hand slipped into her jeans towards her warmth and groped her breast.<br>She wanted to say something. More than one thing actually but all she was left with were some squirming sounds that made no sense at all. She was moving and turning her body instinctively in Karen’s grasp, trying to maximize the feeling.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 17:12:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Karen dipped her fingers into Sam's hot sex and felt for the sweet liquid she knew must be there by now.&nbsp; She made gentle circular motions against the girl's clit, giving her enough to understand where this was going to go, but not enough to let her get off.&nbsp; She withdrew her hand from Sam's pants and held up her glistening fingers for them both to see.<br><br>"Ah, not too much just yet...but, you see, Sam?"&nbsp; She held her fingers to her nose and breathed in before placing them up to Sam's nose.&nbsp; "You smell of desire Sam.&nbsp; And, soon, you will feel immense physical happiness.&nbsp; Very soon."&nbsp; She licked her fingers before gently organizing Sam's clothing.&nbsp; She kissed her on the ear and stepped back to arrange her own clothing.&nbsp; Grabbing Sam's hand, she began to pull her toward the door.<br><br>"Allan will be ready to get out of here, just as much as I am," she said, "This is it, Sam.&nbsp; Once we leave here, you can't go back."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>14-10-2009, 11:23:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam was in utter oblivion when Karen dipped her fingers. She now gasped out loud and moaned softly even as she felt the woman’s fingers over her clit. When Karen withdrew her finger Sam cried out, wanting more right here right now. <br><br>She couldn’t smell it but she didn’t need to smell anything to know she was full of desire. Simply this woman and the strange feeling inside her told her that already. Again she let out a moan at Karen’s words. Immense physical happiness. That sure sounded great but yet still something inside the young girl stayed insecure. <br><br>Fantasizing Karen still around her, she kept moving her body like she had done when Karen was touching her. Then Karen took her hand and started pulling her toward the door.<br><br>Inside she smiled. Allan was ready, sure he was but was she ready? You <em>can’t</em> go back.. what did that mean? The lust and desire raging through her veins won their battle with the doubt and she willingly let Karen guide her back into the bar, high with lust, feeling her underwear getting wetter at every step she took. Tonight was the night of nights. She giggled sheepishly at that thought…<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>14-10-2009, 20:58:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Allan casually leaned against the bar with a large whiskey, grinning to himself at what Karen must have been getting up to. Sure enough, after a while the girls emerged from the toilets, flushed, grinning and ready. He could feel most of the blood in his body surging to his groin.<br><br>"Looks like you're both ready to go," he chuckled, slipping an arm around each lady's waist and squeezing a sexy ass in each hand. He could feel the jealous looks of many other men in the bar as he led the girls outside, sticking in his back like soothing acupuncture needles.<br><br>"Sam, you get on Karen's lap, I'm sure neither of you will mind," he suggested, swinging open the door of the Corvette and getting in the driver's seat. He rolled down the roof and grinned smugly at the world.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>15-10-2009, 20:16:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Karen kissed Allan on the cheek as they emerged from the bathroom.&nbsp; She said, quietly, so just he and Sam could hear her, "She's hot, Allan...her pussy is dripping wet and she's ready to go.&nbsp; I think she would have come, right in the bathroom, if I hadn't stopped when I did."&nbsp; <br><br>She dropped her hand to Allan's butt as she walked next to him, she smiled at a number of the men who had stopped their conversations as they walked past.&nbsp; It was a "you wish, don't you?" kind of smile.&nbsp; It was powerful to see these others looking on at the scene passing before their very eyes.<br><br>Karen sat in her usual seat and pulled Sam onto her lap.&nbsp; She didn't worry about buckling up just because it seemed rather silly at the moment.&nbsp; Instead, she reached her arms around Sam's front and slipped her hands up under Sam's shirt so she could play with the naked flesh of her breasts.&nbsp; Each hand found a nipple and started twisting as Allan rolled down the roof.&nbsp; <br><br>As he started the engine and backed out of the lot, Karen turned to Allan and said, "Sam's so ready for us, Allan, I can't wait until we get home.&nbsp; I think, since she's a virgin, we should let her come once before you fuck her...that would be the kind thing to do."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 11:13:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Everything was a blur for Sam. She was unaware of the people looking, still on her high from the ‘treatment’ in the bathroom and even when they sat in the car she still was not fully back on earth. Karen’s hands on her breasts and nipples had her back on earth again and she realized that if people wanted, they could see what Karen was doing. She slightly struggled but soon found the pleasure too much and rested her hands on her lap and the doorhandle. <br><br>They way they spoke about her as if she wasn’t there made her weary again, or still, but she didn’t react to it. Her brain was simply too distracted to do anything against it and soon she found herself shivering at the cold air in her hair and Karen’s hands playing with her nipples. <em>Tonight’s gonna be a good night Sam, finally you did it.</em><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 16:49:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Allan drove the car towards the big house in the hills slowly and carefully. What was going on beside him was very distracting and he didn't want to cause an accident.<br><br>"Good idea Karen! You'd love that, wouldn't you Sam! Lift up her top and give us a little more of a show," he grinned mischievously, reaching beside him and&nbsp; rubbing their new toy's sex through her clothes, feeling the blazing heat of her need.<br><br>"We'll just have to make her cum on the way though, I know I'll have trouble restraining myself once we've parked. Karen, you've got your hands free, can you push down her jeans, pull aside her panties and expose her virgin cunt for for me?" he smiled sweetly, as if asking&nbsp; her to fetch him a beer from the fridge. He found her zipper and pulled it down, then teased her through the crotch of said panties with a knuckle, watching the road with a sly smirk and turning his head briefly to enjoy the look on their shy, as yet quite innocent date as they took her on the ride of her life.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>17-10-2009, 00:10:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Karen happily obliged and lifted the girl's top up around her neck, letting anyone who was paying close attention get an eyeful.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her hands played with both breasts from behind for a moment.&nbsp; Allan had managed to pull the zipper down and was playing with Sam through her panties, but Karen pushed her hips up to toss Sam up in the air a little bit as she pushed her jeans and panties down to her knees.&nbsp; Sam was exposed from neck to knee, completely naked and available to Karen's hands and Allan's right hand.&nbsp; <br><br>Karen stuck her chin over Sam's left shoulder and said, "We'll get you to come before we even get home...and then, Allan will fuck your dripping wet pussy..."&nbsp; <br><br>She ran her hands from Sam's breasts down her stomach and to her legs.&nbsp; She grabbed Sam's thighs and pulled them open and apart over her own legs.&nbsp; Her hands stroked the girl's thighs before pulling her pussy wide open so her little bud was clearly exposed.&nbsp; "Allan,look, her clit is just aching for some attention."&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>18-10-2009, 20:16:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Things were moving so fast for Sam that by the time she realized she was actually more exposed than dressed in a convertible car, she was already in pleasure. Her brain warned her and the battle between her feelings and her ration raged on inside of her as the wind generated by the car was cooling her skin down. <br><br>Around her she saw cars moving and no doubt some noticed her and Karen's hands on her body. She could hear what Allan and Karen were discussing but just like in the bar, Sam couldn't speak. All she could produce was still that squirming as Karen spread her pussy open. Suddenly embarrassed at her own arousal she covered it up quickly with her hands and the other hand clawed for her panties on her ankles, desperate to get them back up again. Sex was good, she agreed with this, this was too much for the girl now.<br><br>"Please," she squirmed, "they can see me.."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>18-10-2009, 20:49:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course they can see you, that's the point," Allan said softly, stroking Sam's cheek. Oh, she'd be such fun to turn into their degraded little slave!<br><br>"Relax Sam, this is all or nothing. Trust us with your body, you'll love it. Mmm, how wet you are!" he smirked, pushing Sam's hands aside to rub his fingers over the girl's dripping cunt. Her clit was swollen with need and enormous fun for Allan do drag his palm over firmly from side to side, pinching it between his knuckles as he made a point of driving slowly and following a route with plenty of traffic light and busy sidewalks. "Stick your tits out and be proud that you're in such good hands," he cooed, driving up the road to their hillside home. "Karen, make sure she doesn't leave your lap without coming."<br><br>The evening was young and warm, and several young men whom they drove past cheered them on in their brazen display of lust and hedonism.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 13:37:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				This was way beyond Sam’s comfort zone and where at first she had no brakes, she hit them full on. <br>“No… noo!” She twisted and curled her body on Karen’s lap, trying to escape her grasp long enough to reach for her panties and pull them back up. The car was quite small she found, especially when sitting on somebody’s lap and she didn’t expect much help from the people driving around them. Only a handful of passers by actually looked shocked and disgusted and Sam fought Allan’s hands away.<br><br>“Please, let me go, I don’t want this anymore.” The pleasure she had felt in the bathroom had turned to panic and fright as she wanted to go home. This was way to much for her. Being naked in a car alone was bad enough, being touched at places she never had been touched before sitting on a woman’s lap was just… over the limits.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>21-10-2009, 22:30:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Karen was surprised by Sam's sudden outburst.&nbsp; She reached reached one arm around Sam's waist so she couldn't move very well and another snaked up around her chest, pulling her head back to Karen's.&nbsp; <br><br>"Calm down, Sam..." she ordered quietly.&nbsp; "You will be just fine.&nbsp; No one knows who you are.&nbsp; You just look like a girl having fun."&nbsp; <br><br>She made a mental note to punish her for this last minute freak out, but for now, she firmly grabbed Sam and pulled her in close and tight.&nbsp; <br><br>"You said you wanted this...and we'll take very good care of you Sam, but you must calm down.&nbsp; We don't want to crash the car,now do we?"&nbsp; she said, her voice stern with undertones of anger.&nbsp; <br><br>"Get us home, Allan, "she said, encouraging him to drive even faster.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 14:56:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam sat quiet and swallowed, fighting the tears. A car horn sounded and she could hear the perverted comments of a few men pointed in her direction. She was still exposed to the outside world more than she found comfortable. <br><em>Don’t cry Sammy. Don’t cry. Be a strong girl.</em><br>Allan’s determination and Karen’s voice suddenly changing had the young girl doubt. Did she still want this? She felt like one of those banking victims. Lured with sweet talks and walked into the trap with open eyes. Once she said yes there was no way back and she had to pay the price. She wouldn’t mind it in the privacy of their home but here and now, no that was not what she wanted. <br><br>Inside she hoped Karen was right and nobody would know who she was but it was the same city she lived in. Not that she ever got this far up the hills but still. People from her neighborhood might recognize her, or worse, students from her school.<br><br>Like a dying fish she trashed her body once more in an attempt to free herself of Karen’s embrace and then lied still again. Should she escape? She could fool Karen in loosening her grip and open the door and jump out. The fall would be hard since the car was going pretty fast and she would hit the asphalt with most of her body exposed. How would she explain that to her parents when they got home? No that wasn’t a good idea, she had to accept it. <br><em>How naïve of me to join them.</em>“Please miss, can I at least get my underwear back on,” she cried and begged softly to Karen.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 06:00:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Karen quickly moved the one arm from Sam's head to the seat latch and send the seat falling backwards as far as it could go.&nbsp; It didn't go completely flat, but she thought the movement would startle Sam and give her more physical control over the girl.&nbsp; She wrapped her legs up and around the top of Sam's thighs, pinning Sam even more firmly to her than before.&nbsp; SHe didn't want to take any chances of her doing something stupid, like trying to get away.<br><br>"No...dear...get used to being exposed naked and in the open, you'll grow to enjoy the attention,"Karen said, her voice firm.&nbsp; The arm around Sam's waist dropped to Sam's pussy.&nbsp; Karen grasped Sam's clit with two fingers and pulled it upward, elongating it as much as she could before she began to finger the girl wildly.&nbsp; The wetness from her earlier excitement was still available, so Karen used it to her advantage, occasionally dipping her fingers in to make them smooth and slick as she concentrated on the girl's clit.<br><br>"I want you to come soon...just concentrate on your clit and nothing else," she said.&nbsp; Karen turned her head to Allan and smiled behind the girl's back.&nbsp; She was a struggler, and this was going to be fun.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 09:49:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam swallowed hard and had to hold herself from trashing really violent and scream. Instead she lay numb on Karen’s lap, waiting what was to happen. She let out a squeal as the woman pulled her clit and now tears started to roll down her cheeks. How could she come soon? This was so not what she wanted. As soon as she felt Karen’s fingers inside her again though, things changed a little. Her thighs clenched around the fingers and the sensation it send through her body made her forget the car horns.<br><br>Softly she started to moan, deciding that concentrating on her clit was indeed the only way for this to be a pleasure. Still crying though she moaned softly as Karen fingered her and her body twisted and arched at the pleasure she was given. She had masturbated before, both with toys and her fingers but this was something completely different. Instinctively her body reacted to the fingers and when she felt her muscles tense, she grabbed the doorhandle and the seat and clenched them between her hands as the orgasm washed over her. Sam never was a ‘screamer’ and her moans and shrieks were soft but pitched up and down as she had no control over her body. <br><br>The world slowly came back to Sam and as she opened her eyes and turned her head she saw Allan nodding and smiling and she could still feel Karen under hear.<br>Panting and breating heavily she turned her head away.<br>“C.. can I get dressed… now,” she managed to whisper between the breathing.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 16:13:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Allan frowned a little as their nervous date panicked for a bit, then watched with admiration and a considerable erection as Karen took care of things with her own special touch. He smiled and stroked Sam's tearstained face and whispered, "No clother for you just yet. We'll make you love us for this. Do you know how beautiful that was? You have a body that's just perfect to show off, and we're going to show you how to properly enjoy it. Damn it, I need to get us home, I want my hands free!"<br><br>Licking his lips and chuckling to himself, occasionally leaning over to lick Karen's cheek and softly stroking Sam's thighs, rubbing his palm over her moist sex. They pulled up at a mansion overlooking a steep hillside, complete with outdoor hot tub on the small and neat front lawn. The rest of the house held more private pleasures, but the hot tub was for flaunting the good time the couple and their guests were having to the world.<br><br>"Right Sam, this is it," he whispered, getting out on his side of the car and scooping up Sam against his broad chest, then opening the passenger door for Karen and thanking her for her help with a quick, dirty kiss with a flicker of tongue that he let Sam have a little taste of. He opened the door, walked inside just a yard or two and pressed the girl against the wall, tracing his palms lightly over her breasts as he nuzzled her, smelling her fear and arousal.<br><br>"Now, let's make this as special as it possibly can be! Karen, let me help you out of that dress..." he grinned, beckoning to his horny wife as he picked Sam up again playfully and tossed her onto the long, white leather sofa. Out of a drinks fridge&nbsp; by the side of it he pulled a jar of extra cool lubricant and took a dollop on his fingers, and slowly caressed it between Sam's breasts, rolling his thumbs around her nipples and planting a long, lingering French kiss on the girl's sex. <br><br>"Karen, do you want to enjoy the show or take a supporting role?" he grinned over to his wife as he stood over an attractive, almost naked younger woman and whipped his raging erection out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>26-10-2009, 10:09:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam was happy to finally reach their home. At least&nbsp; whatever would happen now would be private and she wouldn’t have to endure any more public humiliation. She wanted to walk to the house but Allan decided to carry her and pressed her against the wall inside firmly. Sam let out a soft gasp as he touched her, having never been touched before by a man. She swallowed in an attempt to get some moist in her throat but she realized she was trembling in fear.<br><br>Then he dragged her to the sofa and pushed her down on. She didn’t have time to look around the house and admire how luxurious it was. Before she could even react to it, Allan was already caressing something extremely cold over her breasts. Her body reacted in producing goose bumps. The clothes she still had on, were around her neck and ankles and felt extremely uncomfortable but by saying that, she was sure the couple would tell her to take them off or take them off herself. <br><br>Somehow, again, despite her wanting it, the cold lubricant aroused her and her breasts and nipples betrayed her by reacting to it.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 20:05:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh..." Karen said, pausing with her zipper mid-zip. She turned her head to one side and said, after careful deliberation,"I think I want to watch you fuck her, so I can see your cock stretching her wide...and you know how I love to watch your cock move in and out of another pussy besides my own."<br><br>She leaned over the sofa and said, "But let me know if you need help holding her down."<br><br>She tweaked Sam's erect nipples and said, "The first bit might hurt for a while...but you'll get stretched out soon enough.&nbsp; The pain never really lasts very long."&nbsp; <br><br>Karen slipped out of her dress and moved around to pull of Sam's pants and underwear.&nbsp; "There honey, now you can open her legs up wider."<br><br>SHe playfully slapped Allan's tush before grabbing his cock and saying, "Need help aiming that dear?"&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>29-10-2009, 06:34:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hold her hands, not too roughly," Allan grinned at Karen, rubbing his palms briefly over her front and groping her breasts firmly. He smiled down at Sam an kissed her lips lightly, then looked back at the always fantastic view of his wife peeling her dress off. His cock stood big and proud, and Karen's touch on his excited shaft made him gasp under his breath.<br><br>"Mmmm, thanks honey, but why don't you keep Sam's sweet lips busy and hold her hands," he whispered in her ear. "Sammy, let's guide you through this."<br><br>Taking another glob of lubricant on his fingers, Allan rubbed their date's clit with a few long strokes up and down before slipping a finger just inside her entrance. He could feel her wetness from her recent orgasm, and the fresh tightness of her virginity. His thumb rolled in a slow circle over her tense bud, and he pressed the head of his thick tool inside just a little.<br><br>Gushing precum, the man eagerly started taking her with shallow strokes, breaking her in a little deeper with each one. "Karen, stand over her face," he whispered with a pant of pleasure. "Sam, kiss and lick Karen's pussy... It'll be good to you,"he grinned, stroking Sam's slender body and face and gently kneading her breasts in his hands. He pressed home the entire length of his rod and started rocking himself into her with smooth, considerate motions considering how deep he was speared inside her.<br>&nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>29-10-2009, 14:58:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam was too tensed to speak or struggle. She looked at Sam and groaned slightly as he groped her breasts roughly. Her legs instinctively tried to close as Allan was rubbing her at places she had only done herself. The young girl closed her eyes as she could feel her sex being parted and held her breath. Her breathing was irregular and fast as the man invaded her for the first time.<br><br>She could barely hear what Sam told her and his wife but she started to work on Karen’s sex even without Allan telling her. Even her inexperience didn’t stop her from slowly licking through the other woman’s lips. As if she had always done it and as if it was completely natural. Then Allan slammed home and Samantha gasped out all the air that had been saved in her lungs. It was a stinging pain and it burned but soon enough, the ecstacy of Allan’s rocking and Karen’s fluids had her forget the pain. <br><br><br><br>(sorry for the absolute trash I just wrote. Let me know if I have to rewrite.)<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>03-11-2009, 23:58:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Karen had positioned herself over Sam so that she was facing her husband.&nbsp; She loved watching his shoulders tense as he held himself up to fuck another woman.&nbsp; The way the veins in his neck bulged with the effort and the way his muscles on his arms rounded out were immensely satisfying to her.<br><br>She was careful to not break a supply of air for Sam.&nbsp; That would come later.&nbsp; She didn't want their little slut toy to experience all the fun that could be had in their house all in one night.&nbsp; She raked her clit toward Sam's mouth and hung over her so that Sam had to reach up just a bit to get at her pussy.&nbsp; Her hands were busy pulling and playing with Sam's nipples.&nbsp; She could hardly wait to see them in clamps and pulled taught.&nbsp; She knew she would come soon...hard and fast, spraying her juices all over Sam's face.&nbsp; Of course, the girl wouldn't be able to lick them all up in time.&nbsp; Some of it would inevitably drip down her face and onto their expensive leather sofa.&nbsp; A perfect excuse to punish the young woman.<br><br>Karen groaned at the thought of what was to come.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>05-11-2009, 18:16:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Allan leaned forward and licked Karen's lips as he pushed himself into Sam a little faster. Poking his tongue into her mouth and playing with it, he grinned and reached down to rub Sam's firm breasts in his palms with excited virile grunts.<br><br>As he thrust into the girl, he slowly lifted her legs and entered her deeper as the angle changed, first holding them up by the ankles then resting them on his shoulders as he stretched her out thoroughly for the first time, and pumped his manhood in and out with long, slow strokes. This no doubt hurt her a little, but the pain would be joined by pleasure. His thumb on her screaming clit saw to that. After making sure Sam came and took his load inside her, the real fun could start.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 12:06:10</strong>
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				Sam had never been used like this before and although every alarm bell in her head was ringing, screaming her to stop but her body didn’t respond. Not to her that is. Allan’s thrusting and Karen’s moaning did get her body to respond. Shivering and moaning she lied under both of the couple and felt Allan raise her legs slowly. It felt like he got even deeper and she had more and more trouble to keep her head up to reach Karen. Every lick or three she had to rest her head and moaned out as both of them treated her nipples and breasts. <br><br>He laid her ankles on his shoulders and she felt the tears run down her face, probably in pain, although Sam really did not know why she was crying. She did feel the pain as he stretched her but the pleasure Karen and Allan were giving her by far exceeded that. Soon she could feel her pleasure build, a feeling she knew from masturbating only ten times stronger. Her eyes rolled back in her sockets and when her back arched, she forced Allan even deeper inside her. She held her breath as her body was building the tension and then released it with a large moan. <br><br>The had only just arrived and Sam had already forgot what had happened in the car and knew this night would be very long but one she would remember for a long time to come. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>14-11-2009, 01:56:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Karen let out a gasp when she saw Sam's hips buck upward and her back arch, "She's coming, Allan...look at her..."&nbsp; <br><br>Karen ran her hands along Sam's side as she arched upward and pushed her own pussy harder into the girl's mouth.&nbsp; "I'll come now too...all over your face, Sam."&nbsp; &nbsp;She met Allan's eyes before she let them glaze over in that little bit of concentration it would take for her to come and squirt on their new little toy.&nbsp; She smiled and her eyelids fluttered open and closed as she came hard drenching the girl below her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>22-11-2009, 21:32:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Allan grunted and rutted until he saw Karen drench Sam's face, then let loose and opened fire. He licked Karen's lips and gripped Sam's breasts as he discharged a hot creamy load into her, and made sure Karen enjoyed both the look on his face and the view of him buried, pumping and grunting, inside the younger girl until his juices dribbled out of her. He pulled out and caressed the backs of his fingers lightly down her lithe body.<br><br>"You enjoyed that, didn't you," he whispered at their date, wiping the tears from her cheeks. "I said we'd go easy on you, and look! You came on your first time! Good Sammy," he smirked, picking the girl's blouse from the floor and tying it around her eyes as a makeshift blindfold. As she lay there, ravished and sticky, he beckoned to the family dog that padded over most obediently. Hugging Karen to his side with a look of inspired perversion, he bent over Sam and growled misleadingly in her ear as she felt a hungry tongue lapping at her sore and dripping sex.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>23-11-2009, 13:16:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam was still gasping for breath and desperately trying to control her emotions when she felt the blindfold covering her eyes. Again the alarm bells in her head went off and this time she tried to actually resist the couple. Her body did not agree and when she raised her hand to get up she felt how tired and spend her body was. Grunting and moaning she tried to roll on her side but when she heard the growling in ear she lay still. <br><br>Curiosity or fright. She wasn’t sure what it was but it wasn’t a comfortable feeling. The growling in her ear and the tongue lapping her sex. It took her a few moments before she realized the tongue was much rougher than a human tongue. Although she never felt a human tongue there, there was something about this one that didn’t feel right. <br><br>“Wha..ungh..”, she grunted out in surprise. Again her mind said she wanted to stop and get up and go home. Take a nice hot bath and go to bed while watching some comedy movie. Her body however decided that whatever the tongue was, it felt too good to resist it.<br>Her hands clawed down and on their way they found Allan. Then the tongue had to be Karen, she thought relieved. But when her hands reached the tongue, she felt the dog’s head.<br><br>She had read and wrote about this on the internet, even saw some movies about it but this was real! <em>Stop it Sammy. Back the fuck off! </em> Grunting and moaning and the speed of the tongue she started groping her own breasts and caressing them in excitement. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>23-11-2009, 18:32:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Karen watched in amusement as Sam began to clutch at her own breasts.&nbsp; It was clear that she knew the dog was licking her cunt and was loving it.<br><br>She looked at Allan and met his eyes.&nbsp; They had found a true gem of a toy in this one.&nbsp; She caressed his cheek and sat back on the sofa, her dripping pussy just behind Sam's head.&nbsp; She could see Buster, the dog, was ready to do more than lick.&nbsp; His large cock and knot were fully visible and reddened.<br><br>She nodded to Allan.&nbsp; Reaching down, she slipped her arms underneath Sam's and pulled the girl into a decent position for the dog.&nbsp; Allan would have to help him find purchase in her cunt, but Karen wanted to watch the dog's knot disappear inside the girl.&nbsp; She whispered in Sam's ear, "Did you have any idea just what kind of slut you really are, deep inside?"&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>25-11-2009, 12:06:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam shook in fear and lust. This really wasn’t what she had in mind when she accepted the date but it felt so good. Karen was right. She never thought she was like this, specially not with the dog. His tongue was good but when Karen pulled her up a bit, she started to resist.<br>“No.. no I don’t want this Karen,” she said with a husky voice filled with lust.<br>“I want you or Allan more not the dog.” <br><br>She looked down at the big dog and saw exactly what Karen wanted. The idea of it turned her on and betrayed her words to be a lie, but she kept resisting, trying to fight off Karen’s arms hooked into her. <br><br>Again she was struggling with the couple as she had done before in the car but the dog scared her more than any motorist on the way to their home. She couldn’t struggle once he was inside her or he might bite her. At least that’s what she thought and the beast was massive. <br><br>Again a tear, probably as futile as the ones she had cried in the car. This couple was using her for their own pleasure and not for hers. And just that idea turned Samantha on even more without her even realizing it.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>29-11-2009, 05:31:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Karen leaned in and kissed Sam on the forehead and the ear. "Just be patient lovely...we must show our lovely dog that you are the lowest member of the household, that he stands above you.&nbsp; That's all.&nbsp; The knot is quite large and scary, but if you don't fight it, you will be fine.&nbsp; Once he's inside, do not try to pull away."&nbsp; <br><br>She caressed Sam and whispered more sweet encouraging words.&nbsp; "You'll like it...I'm sure you will once he's in you..."&nbsp; She didn't let go and held the younger woman firmly in her grasp.&nbsp; "You know you want it, and no one else will ever know."<br><br>Karen looked at the small video camera that she was sure Sam wouldn't even know was there.&nbsp; It seemed perfectly aimed at the girl's pussy and the dogs huge cock and knot.&nbsp; The video was going to be awesome, and she had buyers waiting for a fresh girl and dog vid.&nbsp; <br><br>"Come on darling..he's having a hard time finding her pussy..." she said.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>29-11-2009, 17:04:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Allan grinned and reached down to stroke Sam's cheek before helping the dog into position. Holding her open, he lifted the mastiff's powerful front paws on either side of her waist. Zorba soon got the idea and started rutting into her, panting excitedly. Allan laughed wickedly and pulled Karen to his side as he watched, stroking Sammy's blindfolded face. Grinning at Karen, he started rubbing his wife's soaking pussy and pulled her playfully towards him.<br><br>The dog took his time and enjoyed himself, rutting his knotted member into her rrrroughly. "Enjoying the look on her face?" he whispered mischievously in Karen's ear, licking and biting her earlobe as he pressed his excitement against her sex. "Get up on all fours and kiss her while I take you..." His fingers wiggled into her demandingly, and he needed release. He was getting jealous of the dog.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 10:34:55</strong>
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				The battle inside Samantha was soon fought and her common sense had lost. It was like a football match between Manchester United and some local team from a puny town. A complete and utter wipe out. Sam felt helpless but that feeling turned her on so much more than it had ever done.<br><br><strong>“Ungh..it…h..oh.. hurts,”</strong> she moaned and grunted out ignoring it herself. She wrapped her arms around the dog as if it was a human being and rocked her hips instantly against the motions of the dog. All those times she had been talking about being a submissive slut on the internet and chatboxes now came to be real. Samantha hoped the would treat her as they had just said. Lower than the dog. Write things on her, brand her, tattoo her. The only problem would be her parents. Although they were the last thing on her mind right now, she knew they would be a problem. Once she met a boy who made her lactate. She worked on her breasts for weeks in a row until they had grown and gotten super sensitive. Her mother had noticed them growing and made some jokes about it.<br><br>Suddenly Samantha craved for such treatment. Sleeping on the carpet, naked and uncovered, fed through a bowl, walk on a leash for everybody to see. <br>She turned her head to try and see through the blindfold and then wrapped her legs around the dog too.<br><strong>“I.. I’m a dirty little slut,” </strong> she whispered out more to herself than to anybody else, grunting and panting at the dogs large member.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 16:57:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Karen let up the pressure on Sam's arms and kissed her forehead, "Yes...you are...such a good little slut, too."&nbsp; She swung her body around and over the edge of the couch so she could rest on her elbows and let Allan have access to her from behind.&nbsp; <br><br>The dog's huge knot lodged itself in place now, and the girl would be trapped with Zorba's huge lump inside her for a while before the dog would be able to get out.&nbsp; Karen kissed Sam on the nose, the cheeks and then to her lips.&nbsp; THe upside down kiss was interesting and Karen pushed her tongue into the girl's mouth.&nbsp; Zorba's muzzle was fairly close to their face.&nbsp; The dog looked satisfied as he lay on top of Sam.&nbsp; Karen reached out and pet Zorba on the head and rubbed his ears.&nbsp; "I like it when our pets get along so well, darling."<br><br>She wiggled her hips and waited for Allan to plunge his cock into her dripping and overflowing pussy.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 01:26:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Allan skated his eyes over the view of the eager girl they'd met online being fucked by his dog, and saw it was good. The pose his wife assumed right over her face, offering herself to him, made him look at least as focused as the dog after it finally got the message when he'd positioned it between Sam's legs. He purposefully crawled over on his knees to Karen, nuzzled her with a canine growl, and pinned down her hands with his as he slammed home roughly.<br><br>The whole scene they'd planned had gone almost too perfectly. Sam wasn't Allan&nbsp; and Karen's first shared toy, but none had been so submissive as to practically beg for the couple to whip out their filthier kinks almost as fast as they could come up with them. The power trip fanned the animal lust in Allan's manhood-mounted brain stem as he watched Zorba and Sam and made sure he gave Karen it at least as hard. Bravado wasn't going to allow him to be outdone by his housepet. Biting at Karen's neck and shoulders, panting like a mastiff with unusually fresh breath.<br><br>Yes, for the Vercettis, perfection involved seeing their 155 pound baby pounding a teenager pounding a twentysomething. Allan gripped Karen's hair in a fist and panted and growled like the mastiff, managing to made the glorious dirty squelching noises of his assault louder than the dog cock invading where its man had only just gone before. Finally, just after Zorba had finished, Allan sped up and drenched his wife's insides even more thoroughly than he'd filled up Sam. One of many keys to a healthy marriage is a rewarding and well adjusted sex life.<br><br>As he caught his breath, Allan's palms ground down Karen's breasts and stomach and smeared load dirtily down her thighs as it leaked out. After slowly pulling out, he bent down his head to nuzzle and gently kiss Sam's lips, feeling himself almost peak once more at the look on her face from the dog's efforts.<br><br><strong>"You'll serve us well,"</strong> he whispered, stroking her face and grinning at Karen. <strong>"Now Sammy, do we clean you up, or tie you up and leave you to wallow in dog cum for a bit?"</strong> he asked teasingly, lying down between the two women and hugging them smugly to his sides, grinning up at the ceiling as he softened.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 15:45:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam lay tired and panting on her back completely wasted from the dog's efforts. It hurt a little but she was a big girl wasn't going to show it. She knew what she wanted again. The puppyplay, the humiliation.... it felt so good. But then the question came from Allan and she had to think about it. Maybe letting them decide would be better but her cravings were so strong. The dog was still fucking her and had already filled her up once but the way he was going, it wouldn't take long for him to do it again.<br><br>When finally the knot was small enough, the dog pulled out and left Sam, gasping for air as she felt a lot of the warm stuff dripping down. <br>She had to answer Allan and with flushing cheeks she gave in to her cravings.<br><br><strong>"I.. please tie me up and treat me like your pet."</strong><br><br>It was a soft whisper but loud enough to hear the little bit of hesitation and fear shine through.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 19:26:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Karen adored girls who knew their mind enough.&nbsp; Besides, she had it on camera.&nbsp; The girl was asking for it.&nbsp; There was mutual consent all around. And, even if, later, the girl changed her mind...they had the evidence of her wanting it now.&nbsp; What judge or jury would believe a girl who was clearly being fucked by a dog and asking for more.&nbsp; <br><br>On her own part, Karen wouldn't want to spend much time with the dog-cum-filled cunt.&nbsp; At least not until after she'd been bathed and cleaned.&nbsp; As much as Karen loved her dog, she herself wasn't about to allow him to fuck her.&nbsp; She snapped her fingers at him and said, "Clean."&nbsp; The dog happily obliged and began to lick his own cum out of the younger woman's overflowing pussy.<br><br>Karen leaned over to her Allan and kissed him.&nbsp; "I'm ready for a break.&nbsp; I'll go get the new dog pallet, an old collar and a good leash."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 14:18:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Allan chuckled and stretched his arms and back, then patted Karen firmly and affectionately on the bottom and got up. Kneeling over the exhausted Samantha, he caressed her cheek with his finger and whispered, "Who's an eager slut puppy? Heel!" He whistled with two fingers in his mouth and beckoned to her.<br><br>"Karen honey, how about a nice soak? I'll make us a nightcap," he called, and made three cups of steaming hot chocolate with the swish, brushed steel Bang &amp; Olufsen coffee machine on the living room counter. He added some whipped cream, a marshmallow and a generous measure of whisky to each drink. <br><br>"Sam? I have something to get your strength up as we scrub the doggy mess off you. Follow me," he ordered, opening the sliding door to the patio. The party size steaming hot tub awaited them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 22:14:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Still in semi oblivion from the best ever fuck in her life, she felt the dog's tongue eagerly licking her clean and she soon felt another orgasm rise. Before she could get there, as if the dog knew it, he stopped and Sam let out a grunt. How was she ever going to have a boyfriend again after this? Far away in the distance, on the real world, she could hear Karen and Allan talk to her and to eachother but the girl was spend. Her brain was only slowly coming back to her and as if it was the most common thing on earth, she climbed off the table and followed Allan, holding herself to the wall to make sure she kept her balance.<br><br>The hot tub felt nice from the moment she got in, as if the water cleansed her. She felt her body react to the warmth of the water and shivered at the sensation of it. When her hosts had joined her, she took a zip from the hot chocolate. The young girl's mind drifted away to how this day had began and how strange a turn it had taken literally from the moment she got into the car with them. Whatever would happen after tonight, she wouldn't forget this night soon and hoped this night didn't end anytime soon. <br><br>Although she had struggled in the car and had cried and felt embarrassed when Karen took off her clothes in the car, now, in the hot tub after being done by their dog, it felt nice. Slowly the warm water, the hot chocolate, and the alcohol in it made her feel sleepy and drowsy. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>17-03-2010, 20:37:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Karen leaned comfortably into Allan's arms as they sat in the hot tub.&nbsp; Sam sat apart and across from them drinking her hot chocolate.&nbsp; She looked content and maybe more than just a little sleepy. <br><br>"Sam dear," she said, "Don't fall asleep in the tub.&nbsp; I don't know how we'd explain that to anyone."<br><br>She took a sip of her own drink and kissed her husband on the cheek.&nbsp; "I think we should put her to bed soon, honey.&nbsp; She looks awfully tired.&nbsp; Do you think we should trust her to stay?&nbsp; Or should we lock her in so she can't slip out during the night?"&nbsp; Her eyes sparkled at the thought.&nbsp; They could put the dog bed inside the crate and put Sam inside to ensure she'd stay around.&nbsp; <br><br>"We will have to find a way to deal with her parents, though," she said.&nbsp; "Sooner or later, they might come looking for her.&nbsp; Plenty of people saw us in the bar together."<br><br>Her hand dropped to his thigh, she stroked it absentmindedly.&nbsp; "Maybe keep her through the night at least."&nbsp; She stood up, setting her cup on the table near the hot tub.&nbsp; Her wet naked body glistened in the glow of the lights on their deck.&nbsp; She stretched and reached for a towel.&nbsp; "Yes..." she said, "We should definitely lock her in for the night.&nbsp; We don't want her running out into the street, do we?"&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>24-03-2010, 23:50:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Allan nuzzled Karen with a smug, satisfied grin and nodded. "Yeah, let's get you upstairs Sammy, we'll show you to your bed," he whispered, picking up the girl and cradling her on his lap for a moment. He smirked down at her as he took a few long sips of hot chocolate, and felt himself stirring as Karen gently stroked his thigh. "Let's go, honey. We can make her call her parents before the party tomorrow," he said softly. If Sam had heard, that hardly mattered. She'd find out what it all meant soon enough.<br><br>The lights on the patio slowly faded as Allan led Karen inside with a playful grope on the ass, and held Samantha up to his broad chest like a drowsy kitten. He gently tickled her naked belly and kissed her lips. "This is where you'll be sleeping, pet," he grinned as he carried her into the master bedroom. Beside the Vercetti's large four poster was one of Zorba's old dog baskets with some freshly laundered pillows and a blanket. "Here you are. Down girl," he ordered, slipping one of Zorba's old spiky collars around her neck, clipping on a leash and tying it to the bedpost. Pushing a button on his nightstand, the master of the house locked all the doors and windows. Allan valued his security system, and its uses for keeping slaves close at hand.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;***************<br><br>Allan dreamed of orgies past and yet to come, happily mauling his wife in his sleep. He felt himself awake wedged happily in the cleft of her buttocks, and slightly repositioned himself while coaxing a soft sleepy moan out of his partner by hand. Karen often awoke with his lips in her neck, finding she'd parted her thighs for him in her sleep as she shuddered awake at him entering her. Allan opened his eyes and saw Sammy still curled up in her basket, no doubt still quite exhausted. He pressed a finger to Karen's lips with a chuckle and a grunt as he rocked his morning wood into her.<br><br>After taking his time with her, Allan left Karen well seen to in bed and went down to fix breakfast. He fried some bacon, mushrooms and eggs and put them on a tray with some buttered toast, poured two glasses of orange juice and two cups of coffee, then made a dog bowl of cornflakes for Sam with a smaller bowl of orange juice to go with it. Conditioning Sammy as a pet would be the first part of training her for servitude.<br><br>He knelt beside Sam and put down her dog bowls. "Wake up sweetie, you have a big day ahead of you!" he grinned, rubbing his hand over her bare breasts and stomach and petting her adorable behind. Then he lay down beside Karen with the breakfast tray across his lap and handed her a fork. "Now, would you like to tell our new toy about our plans this afternoon, or should I?" Allan asked, offering Sam a piece of bacon to eat out of his palm.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>25-03-2010, 05:55:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Karen slept well.&nbsp; When Allan slipped into her while sleeping, she slowly awoke and gave him generous access to a slow and gentle fuck.&nbsp; She loved it when he woke her with his cock pressing against her.&nbsp; She remained half asleep in her dreams where she knew Allan was actually fucking her, but the dream had something to do with a man wearing a fedora.&nbsp; She let the dreamworld infuse the dream and Allan morphed into a character from a Sam Spade novel and she was the femme fatale. <br><br>After a while, the welcome smells of Allan's cooking woke her up more fully and she sat up in bed to lounge with Allan when he brought the food in.&nbsp; She watched as he gave the new pet something to eat off the floor level and warmed again to her husband's control.&nbsp; Karen took a long drink of coffee and smiled.&nbsp; "Little slave, we have a party tonight that we scheduled without even knowing you'd be here.&nbsp; But, we were hoping we'd have found a new pet by then."<br><br>She took a bite of her own bacon and looked at the cute little whore on the floor of their bedroom.&nbsp; "Our friends bring their pets and we make you all play together and switch things up a bit.&nbsp; We have some lovely friends, and some of their pets are just as fun to play with.&nbsp; We have a special room downstairs for parties, we'll show it to you later.&nbsp; We call it 'the arena' and it's quite a fun place to play."&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>25-03-2010, 13:43:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam was nearly asleep when Allan lifted her to their bedroom. The smooth tickles to her belly added to her drouzyness. Although it being a dog basket, the clean pillows looked very inviting and in a semi conscious state she could see and feel Allan put on the collar and chain it to the bed. She fell asleep soon and dreamed about great parties. Drinking, dancing, flirting... not the type of the party the Vercetti's had in mind for her, but little did she know.<br><br>The girl was so tired that she didn't wake up until Allan touched her breasts and stomach and petted her behind. Grunting she opened her eyes and slowly it started to sink in where she was. The smell of the fried eggs and bacon filled her nostrils and then she noticed the two bowls in front of her and the full extend of the collar and chain sank in. Since she wasn't given any tools to use for the cornflakes and orange juice she swallowed a little scared but then started to 'eat' the cornflakes. When Sam offered her the bacon she crawled to his hand and bit it off, knowing that the leash was too short to stand up. <br><br>Carefully she listened to what Karen said about the party and despite her being a little scared about it, her body reacted quite positively to it and she laid down on all fours to hide her arousal at everything that was happening to her. She laid back in her basket and finished her fluid breakfast as well as she could and tried to lick her nose clean regularly since it dipped in the milk and juice first before her mouth could reach it. The bowl of cereal was a lot larger than any of the bowls she ever had and she struggled to eat it all and even left a bit as she simply was full up. Then she curled up in the basket, trying to get a little more rest, still desperately trying to hide her arousal by lying on her stomach and knees.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 22:12:03</strong>
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				<strong>"Come on sunshine, get up,"</strong> Allan smirked, reaching underneath Sammy to give her a little encouraging slap between her thighs. His fingertips liked what they found and traced her dampening slit. <strong>"You're looking forward to this, aren't you!"</strong> With a slap on her pert ass he winked at the ladies, then dug in his dresser for a pair of boxers and some light slacks. <strong>"You stay naked, pet,"</strong> he ordered Sammy as he finally buttoned his Hawaii shirt.<br><br>About two hours later, Mr and Mrs Vercetti were ready to receive their guests. They'd tied Samantha spread eagled on the bed, one limb per bedpost, and applied three tight steel nipple clamps to strategic points on her body. A powerful fan at the foot of the bed aimed a cool, maddening breeze at her trapped nipples and clitoris. Zorba was tied up outside to keep him from taking advantage of the situation. <br><br>In the garden stood an Olympic size trampoline, between the marble statues of nymphs sucking off Greek gods. The Vercettis had prepared a table of suitable finger food to entertain their guests and humiliate their slaves with, a safe distance from the trampoline in case a bound slave clumsily bounced off it. <br><br><strong>"Karen, will you join me in slathering Sammy with baby oil?"</strong> Allan suggested around 12.50 pm, just after the ever punctual Cressbecklers had called to say they were on their way. He'd had a lot of fun with their tame Japanese fine arts student last time. Sam would get on well with her, or be severely punished. Allan's eyes strolled up and down his wife's body, admired and devoured her breasts in her new dress, and playfully pushed the bottle of Johnson's baby oil in her cleavage with a dirty little kiss.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 20:39:39</strong>
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				Karen rolled her eyes at Allan as she took the bottle of baby oil in her hands and opened it.&nbsp; She walked into the playroom where they had placed Sammy earlier and squirted some of the oil directly onto Sammy's belly.&nbsp; <br><br>"Today will be a trial for you dear," Karen said.&nbsp; "You will do whatever we tell you to, and with whomever we tell you to.&nbsp; You will ask no questions, no names, you will not speak unless you are spoken to.&nbsp; If I say bend over, you don't ask why...If I say open your mouth, you will and take what ever is offered. "&nbsp; Her hands began to work the oil across Sammy's belly and breasts.&nbsp; <br><br>She tossed the bottle to Allan so he could cover Sammy's legs and pussy.&nbsp; She pulled at the clamps on Sammy's nipples and held her breasts up as she stroked them with her oiled hands.&nbsp; <br><br>"Look how far they stretch...what pretty nipples you have slave," Karen said, teasingly.&nbsp; The clamps pulled taught against Sammy's nipple, one at a time before she let them go with a snap of her wrist.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 15:55:43</strong>
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				Before she was awake well enough to protest, Samantha was tied to the bed. The initial pain of the clamps faded rather quick as the fan began to blow cool air. Soon enough the pain was gone but she knew both her nipples and sex were as tensed as relations between the Soviet Union and the USA during the cold war. She desperately tried not to think about what today might bring but when her hosts entered the room a few hours later and told her what the plans were, she could feel her body squirm and shiver.<br><br><em>What did you get yourself into now Sam. You're being used for somebody else's pleasure.</em> Part of her mind was trying to fight it but the lust and pleasure just won. Although she was scared to what was to come. After all, a party by her two hosts couldn't possibly be anything like the parties she had been in and she feared she was getting more than she bargained for before she got into the car with Allan and Karen. <br><br>The baby oil and the way Karen massaged it over her body made her forget her worries altogether. Even when she felt Allan's much rougher touch, she still enjoyed it. <br><br><em>Whatever they tell me.. with whomever...</em><br><br>She felt her cunt react to that thought and without any doubt, Allan must have noticed it too. Before she could pay more attention to it, she felt Karen pull the clamps and gasped for air. Samantha was surprised indeed at how far they stretched and how much pain it caused when Karen let go of the clamps. Tears ran over her face and when she saw her oiled, shiny body, she anxiously awaited what the next thing was. The dog again? This time in front of their friends? That would be so humiliating. But maybe it would be better than being fucked by all the friends.... Sam didn't know and blinked her eyes a couple of times to get the tears from her eyes, looking at Karen and Allan, smiling to let them know whatever they had in mind, she was ready.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>31-05-2010, 17:31:46</strong>
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				Allan leaned over Sammy and licked her lips lightly as Karen set to work. He caught the bottle of baby oil and started working it into the soles of her feet, tickling them with his fingertips a little to increase her torture. His hands did eventually start working their way up, and paid more attention to her calves and thighs than her ankles. At one point, he blew softly against her cunt, parting its lips and tracing the tip of his tongue over her clitoris as it suffered in the jaws of the clamp. He pulled on the clamp as Karen tugged her nipples, released it for moment, and slapped her dampening sex with an oily hand. <br><br>"You're dripping wet for us, aren't you? We only just popped your cherry yesterday and now you're aching for it, hmm?" His fingers slipped into her wetness as he looked up at her with a dirty leer. Two of them curled inside her and beckoned firmly. "You'll get your turn, gorgeous, but only with our permission. You are <em>strictly</em> forbidden to cum without begging us to allow you. Got that?"<br><br>Reaching underneath her, a strong hand squeezed and spread apart her ass cheeks, and a thick fingertip swirled the warm oil around her tight pucker. To think he hadn't invaded it yet! "My my, you haven't had any boys round the back either, have you?" he smirked as his fingertip dug in slowly, working plenty of slippery oil into her bottom. "I think you'll get to like it in here, don't you, Karen?" he chuckled, and untied Sam's ankles to lift both&nbsp; her legs and give her a hard and loud slap on her freshly oiled rump.<br><br>Soon, Sam's entire body was as slippery as a well lubricated machine part. "You're fit to be enjoyed in public now, pet.&nbsp; Remember, no release without permish, got that?" Unzipping, the swinger knelt over the girl's head and applied the precum from his impatient erection to her grinning lips like chap stick.<br><br>Now her nipples were nice and painfully swollen, they were released from their clips before they dropped off. Allan led Sammy downstairs on Zorba's old leash and collar, hands tied behind her back with a silk scarf, as his other hand lingered on Karen's inner thigh after he'd wiped off the oil. It would be a criminal waste to stain the dress with <em>baby oil</em>. <br><br>Five minutes later, the Cressbecklers were enjoying a glass of prosecco with their hosts, after commanding their Japanese slave girl to present herself to the dog. Her wails and gurgles were beautiful, and Allan ordered Sam on her knees at his feet to watch as her third lover of the previous evening mounted an even bigger slut than her.<br><br>The dog finished up quickly, and Mr Cressbeckler quickly ordered Tihito the slave to get on her back and spread her legs. Immediately, Allan yanked on the leash and dragged Sam towards her fellow cum dumpster. Without a word, he pushed her pretty head down between the Asian's thighs. Surely it was obvious what needed to be done. <br><br>As he fed his new pet, he held her head down with one hand and used the other to pepper her ass and cunt with flicks of&nbsp; a small number three precision flogger, as he called it. Its leather head left red welts, and then redder welts as Allan worked thoroughly over the same few square inches of her skin.<br><br>Running his fingers through Sam's hair, Allan cooed "I bet you're wondering what the trampoline is for..." and gave her clit an encouraging little rub between knuckles and thumb, just to keep her on edge.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 17:40:02</strong>
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				Karen brought out a tray of fresh snacks and put it on the glass patio table.&nbsp; She leaned into Don Cressbeckler and said, "Oh...what do you think of our new little Sammy?"<br><br>He rubbed his hands together and said, "I think she's a nice little thing..."&nbsp; He reached over and pulled Karen in close and kissed her on the lips.&nbsp; "Think Allan would care if we had a quick fuck?"<br><br>Karen pushed him away playfully and said, "Time for that later..."&nbsp; She winked as the doorbell rang and the Cordelli's arrived.&nbsp; She looked past them and saw they were alone.&nbsp; <br><br>Diane and Ken Cordelli followed her gaze to where they would usually have a slave standing behind them.&nbsp; "We had a little accident with Bella.&nbsp; She needs a few days rest," Ken said as he stepped into the house.&nbsp; <br><br>"Well, come on back...we've got a new toy and I'm sure the entertainment is just getting started,"&nbsp; she waved them through to the patio just as the bell rang again.<br><br>This time it was Carol and Josh Berkmans.&nbsp; Karen was delighted to see they'd brought Della and Dwayne--a set of twins they'd found recently and had brought by once before.&nbsp; Karen was thrilled because Dwayne was one of the few male slaves in their set.&nbsp; She led everyone out onto the patio and counted.&nbsp; &nbsp;It seemed like the party was complete, and the circle had gathered around Tahito and Sam.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she watched, she felt Josh's hand running across her ass.&nbsp; She smiled at Allan and called out encouragement,"Hit that cunt with the flogger a little harder darling."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 12:33:54</strong>
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				Her arms hurt as she was guided outside by Allan and she wanted to tell him and jerk about to let him know that her arms weren't exactly bound comfrotable but in her currently of lubrication, she was afraid to fall and not get up. It was a stupid thought of course but as she walked barefoot she really had to be carefull with her steps not to slip. Did they really have to oil her feet as well? Her nipples were painfull too and again that inner voice told her she bit off a lot more than she could chew but there was no way back now, even if she wanted. Carefully looking down at her oiled body and feet she made her way through the house, <br><br>Then when they reached the garden, Sam froze at the sight of the other guests. It weren't the man and the woman that startled her but the scarcely dressed Asian looking woman. Before she could react or even take in the massive garden, she was told to get on her knees and watched the dog mount the Asian girl. The grass was cool and she felt some of the grass stick to her oiled body along with other things that belong on a garden floor.<br><br>The sounds the girl made, had Sam react. How could she not? Her sex was getting wet and she envied the Asian girl although now there were more people watching and she didn't know if she would like that. She knew she should be protective laying here fully nude and oiled on the ground with two complete strangers watching her but the lust invoked by the dog doing the other girl was a lot stronger than any other feeling she ever had.<br><br>The dog finished up sooner than he did yesterday with her. <br><em>Now it's my turn..</em><br><br>Sam watches the slave getting on her back and then felt the leash tugging at her. Before she could even react she was literally dragged to the other girl and pushed her head down. The smell of arousal, dog semen and lust filled her nose and she adjusted so that she sat on her knees with her hands still bound behind her back. Slowly and carefully she started to move her tongue through and over the Asian's sex. After a bit she felt the whip coming down and she gasped at the first three strikes but then focussed on Tihito's sex, feeling by the girl's reactions she was doing a good job. Zorba's semen didn't taste good but she knew that in order to please Tihito, she had to plunge in and that was exactly what she did. Every few minutes she had to readjust her position since her knees were being painfull and she couldn't lean forward too much without the support of her hands.<br><br>Far away in her head she heard Allan speak to her and she nodded at his question. She hadn't seen the trampoline yet but she was curious what it was all about. A lot closer she heard more guests come in. She didn't know how many or who it were and she didn't dare stop doing what she was doing to look up. Sam however did realize that whoever just came into the garden, had a good view on her slightly raised and exposed behind as she leaned forward to carry out the orders. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>07-06-2010, 01:03:02</strong>
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				Allan turned his head and grinned at Karen and the other guests, bringing down the tough leather strip on Sammy's by now red and swollen nether lips. "You're loving this, aren't you sweetie," he whispered in her ear as she obediently licked up Tihito. Reaching between her thighs and feeling her wetness, he firmly pushed two fingers knuckle deep into her tight, weeping cunt and wriggled them around teasingly, flicking her clit sharply with his thumb and smacking her on the sides of her breasts with blows from the flogger that sounded like gunshots. With a sense of showmanship, he directed his attentions to her pert buttocks, sawing his fingers two and fro between her legs and finding two nice places to wiggle them into.<br><br>After a few more minutes of making his new pet writhe juicily in his lap, suit trousers tented, he pulled Sammy's head out of the Japanese slut's lap and pressed his fragrant, slippery fingers to her lips. "Suck," he ordered, "you can use the practice." A final, wet slap of his open palm, and he released her. "Don, get your dirty paws off my wife and check out this hot little creature for yourself," he called to his friend with a grin. <br><br>Cressbeckler didn't need to be told twice, and waddled towards Sammy with his trousers around his ankles as Allan untied her hands, stroked her cheek and encouraged her ass into the air with his palm on her sex. "Make us proud," he whispered, "you've been a very good girl today. Have fun!" Kissing her lips lightly, he got up and dragged away Tihito by her hair. He heard a grunt and the dirty wet sound of flesh slapping together behind him as their guest started pounding their housepet. <br><br>"Haven't you been lucky today?" he cooed to the Asian student as he led her towards a statue of a satyr with her hair in his fist. "You got to cum twice already! Time for you to take a back seat. Enjoy the show, and no orgasms till you get the order." With a strip tie from his breast pocket, he bound the girl's hands behind her back, around the marble satyr's waist. He encouraged her legs apart and propped her up on the statue's big stone phallus, then watched her squirm. <br><br>"Diane!" he called out to Mrs. Cordelli, as he rid himself of the encumbrances of Hawaii shirt, trousers and boxers, leaving them more or less neatly on a lawn chair. "Take a look at this splendid work of art, and our new statue I've tied her up to." Diane approached, licking her lips at the sights in front of her as she pulled off her tank top. <br><br>"Let's tease her some more," Allan said softly, watching Karen and Sammy entertain their other guests as he licked Diane's lips, pinching and tugging on one of her nipples as he mauled Tihito with his other hand the same way. Diane grinned and dropped to her knees, giving both Allan and the bound slave a dirty grin as she traced her tongue up the underside of his shaft and took him in his mouth. Smugly, Allan watched the party kick off the way he and Karen had planned, and he stuck his tongue out at her as she found her own pleasure. The toybox under the garden table lacked nothing that anyone in the garden needed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>07-06-2010, 21:43:36</strong>
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				Karen laughed as Josh slapped her bottom playfully before heading over to slam himself into Sammy.&nbsp; She turned her attentions to the twins and pointed Dwayne to the ground right next to Sammy.&nbsp; &nbsp; He knew what she wanted even before she put the strap on with a gigantic dildo onto it.&nbsp; She lubed it up and approached his lifted derriere.&nbsp; <br><br>"Della, under his face today...I him to lick your pussy while I fuck him," she said.&nbsp; The sister did as she was told and planted her legs spread wide as Karen worked the tip of the cock into Dwayne's ass.&nbsp; He groaned aloud as she forced her whole weight onto him, and his face was planted firmly in his sister's twat.<br><br>Della wiggled under her brother as he began to lap at her pussy.&nbsp; Karen looked over at Josh and gave him a thumbs up as he pummeled Sammy.&nbsp; &nbsp;Josh reached over and twisted Karen's nipple and she said, "Anytime you want me to do this to you, let me know."&nbsp; They began to fuck their respective toys in unison, side by side and chatted as if they were at some regular pool party.&nbsp; Karen wasn't going to let herself get off on this particular activity, but wanted to give Dwayne a complete and thorough ass fucking.&nbsp; She also knew that Josh wouldn't last long inside Sammy's tight little ass unless he was distracted.&nbsp; She bent over Dwayne and paused for a moment as she reached out and twisted Sammy's nipples.<br><br>Then, she looked at Della and said,"You like your brother's little tongue in your cunt, don't you?"<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>07-06-2010, 22:15:24</strong>
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				It didn't take long before the actual excitement of licking the Asian was put aside by the burning feeling on her behind. When Allan got his fingers inside her, she nearly collapsed on Tihito and squirmed and even let out a moan of surprise and maybe pleasure as well. It was rough and painfull and when she slapped her breasts she felt the tears run down her cheeks again. When he presented them, she eagerly she sucked on Allan's fingers as if they were the elixer of life, forgetting all the discomfort she had been in before, tasting her own juices and even a bit of the baby oil.<br><br>When Allan untied her hands, her first reaction was to get up but when he corrected her, she got on her knees and elbows and looked at the Asian girl. It seemed as if none of all this surprised her anymore and she only grunted as Allan rougly yanked her by the hair. Then the full meaning of Allan's words hit her. He wasn't... but the guest was... and then she felt him there...<br><br>She swallowed hard and before she could even say she had never done it before, Don was already pushing his shaft inside. It felt excruciating and she thought she was going to die right there. Sam wanted to cry but Allan made his point.. Make us proud. She would take it like a good slut. After all, she had already survived the ordeal in the car, Allan and the dog. How bad could this be? <br><br>Desperately she waited for the pain to sink but as Don's entrance got more and more lubricated, he increased his speed and with that the pain. Through her teared eyes she could see Tihito being tied on a statue. Maybe she was used to it, Sam could definately see pain and distress in her eyes and next to her, Karen readied the two new guests. She hadn't seen them before but the boy did seem to enjoy Karen doing what Don was doing to her. Obviously the boy had been there before. <br><br>How could all this feel so good. Despite the pain she felt, the submission felt so good. She blinked a few times and then looked at the girl lying next to her. Their eyes met and a feint smile from Sam's lips showed the world that she was turning into whatever Allan and Karen wanted her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>09-06-2010, 04:43:56</strong>
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				Allan watched Sammy take her pounding like a good girl, and grinned to himself as Karen helped herself to the slave boy. She was a devil of a woman, who knew how to enjoy her own ass and others. Her ass was his, and his alone. The thought made him shudder with anticipation, as did Diane's teasing, hungry mouth. There was almost no better way to get ones shaft nice and slippery before pouncing on someone. And a party at the Vercettis almost always involved some serious pouncing. "Mmmmnh, that's enough for now," Allan winked down at Mrs. Cordelli, pulling out of her mouth and gasping under her breath at the hot air on his wet flesh. "Have fun with Tihito, I'll have fun watching you."<br><br>Allan walked quietly around the edge of the lawn, with his back pressed up against the soft branches of the high hedge, carrying his excitement like a heavy lance. His aim was to slip out of Karen's sight for a moment, and he briefly stopped by the table to pick up two glasses of bubbly. They were both fond of little surprises.<br><br>"Hello Mrs. Vercetti, fancy meeting you here," he whispered breathily in her ear as he sneaked up behind her. His arm slipped around her and offered her the glass of champagne, as his other hand claimed one of her firm breasts, slapping away his guest's hand with a grin and pinching Karen's nipple in his place. He clinked glasses with her as his free hand slipped behind her again and traced lightly down her spine, walking and tickling his fingertips further down into the cleft between her firm buttocks. Just the look of them flexing as his wife fucked Dwayne like a little bitch made him want to ram into her like she was Sammy. Well, maybe not that roughly.<br><br>Allan took a moment to coat his fingertips in cool lube from the tub lying beside them in the grass. "Use some of this Josh, we don't want&nbsp; our toy damaged," he chuckled, and passed the busy man beside him the tub as his fingers played in Karen's crack. One fingertip swirled damply around her own excitable ring, applying gentle pressure as she flexed to press the strapon into Dwayne, and having her push back against it on the outward thrust so it subtly dipped in and out.<br><br>The tip of the host's tongue&nbsp; flickered up and down the side of the hostess's neck as his thick middle finger slowly worked its was deeper into her tight ass, coating her insides with the cool gel as he kept his shaft wedged slippery between her cheeks. To keep working her hole open, he squeezed and pushed aside her juicy buttock as he moved his finger in and out of her faster, adding another as he encouraged his wife to pound her boy toy more roughly. A sore slave was a good slave.<br><br>Allan's teeth gave Karen's hair a short, sharp tug, unseen to the slaves, then nibbled a little at the base of her neck. He glanced aside to Sammy with approval. "Ride him, cowgirl!" he ordered. "Try to leave her in a shape to walk," he added, taking a sip of wine, then lifting his wifes chin to give her a slow, dirty kiss over her shoulder as squirelled two fingers deeper into her ass, then pulled them out to hold her open and stretch her around the head of his thick, slick erection. "You get what you give," he sniggered in her ear, nipping at the earlobe as he sank into her, allowing her movements to work him deeper and ride his shaft. "Fuck him like a little bitch, darling," he grunted as he started thrusting into her slowly and smoothly, holding onto her breast and her hip as she mounted the yelping catamite on all fours.<br><br>Soon, he'd enveloped his meat firmly in her back passage, and tightened an arm round her waist as he entered her with more force. The lube, his precum and Diane's spit made things hot and slippery and let him move into her faster. Stroking his hand over her forehead and her hair, he leaned her back against his flexing chest as he took her with soft, savage pants. Now he was the one dictating just how sore Dwayne would be, as his demanding strokes from behind powered Karen's strapon home more roughly.<br><br>He raised his eyebrows wickedly at his wife, and poked the tip of his tongue between her lips to find hers. He licked it dirtily as they watched the twincest in front of them, encouraging it along.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>14-06-2010, 21:55:53</strong>
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				Karen smiled appreciatively at Allan as he came up behind her.&nbsp; She knew what he was going to do to her and squirmed a little in readiness.&nbsp; The only cock she allowed in her ass was her husband's.&nbsp; He was the&nbsp; sole overlord and protector, keeper and ravager of her back passage.&nbsp; And he was might good at remembering who he was going after when he mounted her.&nbsp; <br><br>She paused with her thick strap on buried deep inside her slave boy's stretched ass.&nbsp; She waited for Allan to get comfortably inside her and took his stroke as a lead for her own rhythm into the younger man.&nbsp; His grunts were blended between satisfaction, eagerness, and no small amount of pain.&nbsp; Karen had chosen a strap-on that had a grip for her clitoris, so ever motion she made pushed the small button in delicious strokes.<br><br>"God, Allan...I love your cock in my ass as much as I do my mouth or pussy....." she gasped between thrusts.<br><br>She looked over at the pounding Sammy was taking and said to Josh,"I know what you're thinking Josh...and it's never going to happen....be glad you've got Sammy there to fuck like that.&nbsp; I'll bet Allan won't mind if I let you lick my pussy though."<br><br>Josh grunted as he pumped into Sammy, "Ah...you know me too well, Karen.&nbsp; I know the rules of the house though.&nbsp; I'd be honored to lick that pussy of yours...as long as Allan says yes."<br><br>Karen lifted her head at Allan's tugging and groaned.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and concentrated on the boy beneath her as Allan fucked her ass.&nbsp; It wouldn't take long until she came at this rate.&nbsp; As soon as Allan filled her ass with come, she'd squat over Sammy and make the girl lick her ass clean.&nbsp; The thought of it took her over the edge...she groaned as she paused, shaft buried deep in the slave boy and giving Allan full leave to spend himself on her spasming body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>17-06-2010, 15:45:50</strong>
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				Sam was aroused and overwhelmed by so many new influences. The first and most present was the thundering pounding Josh was giving her ass. The second was the fact that she was not alone. Turning her head she could see the boy and girl enjoying eachother and Sam's mistress in his ass. The two were obviously used to a treatment like this as was the Japanese girl who was secretly enjoying herself by wriggling on the statue. Apart from the pleasure though, there was also pain for Sam. Joh was furiously pounding her ass and it was painfull there but also on her arms. She was leaning on her elbows and lower arms and with every thrust, they grinded over the grass. <br><br>It couldn't be long before the man would shoot his load into her ploughed ass but before Sam could think about that or the consequences, Karen moved over to her and Sammy knew what she wanted. Quickly she began to lick Karen's ass clean of Allan's spunk and then, when Josh emptied himself into her ass, cried out in pain and pleasure while she tried to keep herself up on all fours. When her ass was finally empty again, instinctively Sam protected it with one hand and collapsed on the grass no longer being able to hold herself up. <br><br>The boy was breathing heavily and the girl had rolled on top of him. As they kissed and made tender and gentle things to eachother, Sam looked at Tihito who seemed to rather enjoy this all and in her blurred vision and mind she tried to find Zorba as if that was the only thing sane on this crazy afternoon. Lying on the grass, she felt the spunk slowly dripping from her behind and kept protecting the entrance, while she folded the other hand under her cheek to protect it from the grass. <br><br>The hot rays of the sun slowly brought Sam back to her senses but she craved for water all of a sudden. Her throat was dry from the moaning and breathing and her body was hot and sweaty. Afraid to ask though, she kept laying on the grass, hoping that the 'owners' would take good care of their toys.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>02-07-2010, 00:31:19</strong>
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				With some extremely satisfied grunts, licking his wife's face and neck, Allan shot a healthy load in his wife's ass. His squeezing hands left marks on Karen's tits, and watched with a smirk as she made Sammy lick it up. Kneeling by Sammy's side, he took stock of the state of his slave. She looked absolutely broken. He kisses her forehead gently and gave her some water to recover.<br><br>"Cressbeckler!" he growled, angrily turning the man towards him. "This is one reason I don't let you near Karen's ass. I thought I told you to be gentle with Sammy! Keep off her until I say otherwise," he hissed. Walking over to Sammy, he spoke softly to her:<br><br>"You OK, little slave? I'm keeping an eye on you from now on. You still get to serve us, and our guests, but we want you able to walk. How does that sound?"<br><br>He gently stroked her front as she lay in the grass, and gave her a fond kiss. "You've been great so far. Very brave. Go and have a dip in the pool to clean yourself off, then come back over here for lunch. Good slut!"<br><br>Allan walked over to Karen, and assessed Sammy's performance with her. "Isn't she marvelous? She takes degradation and abuse like a seasoned veteran. What a catch!" he enthused. "What does her sexy dominatrix think?" he snickered. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>02-07-2010, 17:48:42</strong>
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				Her whole body was aching and tired and far away she heard Allan talk to her. It sounded well meant and good and she mumbled something without really saying anything to let him know she had at least gotten the message. When Allan and Karen left off, Sam looked around and found the pool. She tried to get up but her sore body had other plans. She collapsed on the grass again with a grunt of agony and cursed herself.<br><br>The sun was still beating down on her naked body and the pool looked very inviting. Unable to get to her feet, she got to her hands and knees and carefully crawled her sore body to the pool and carefully let herself lower in the nice and cool water. On the other side of the pool the boy and girl were relaxing and touching eachother and just as Sam had closed her eyes to enjoy the cool water and the soothing of her skin she felt two hands on her shoulders. On the edge of the pool, Tihito sat, kneeling down at Sammy's head.<br><br>"I massage you if you want."<br><br>She never was a big fan of massages and smiled politely at the Japanese girl who got the message and now lowered her tiny body in the pool as well. Before Sam could react she felt the small hands of the Asian girl caressing her belly and breasts and when she felt the lips on hers she automatically and willingly opened her mouth a little to let Tihito's tongue dance around hers. Soon she closed her eyes and her hands explored the Asian's back and passionately returned the tender kiss she was recieving. This moment was another new sensation to the young girl but unlike the heavy duty she had done earlier, this was tender and sweet and Sam enjoyed the moment to the fullest holding Tihito in her arms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>08-07-2010, 01:41:21</strong>
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				Karen relaxed next to Allan and watched Sammy and her new friend.&nbsp; "Isn't that cute?&nbsp; They're making nice nice, darling."<br><br>She reached over and playfully tweaked his nipple.&nbsp; "I'm in complete agreement, darling.&nbsp; She's a sweet little thing.&nbsp; Licked my ass like she'd been doing it all her life."<br><br>She looked around at the assemblage.&nbsp; "I have to say, though, now that you've fucked my ass, my pussy needs some attention."<br><br>She put her finger to her chin and said, "Do you mind if I ask Ken to fuck me tonight?&nbsp; It's been a while, and his cock is sort of fun."&nbsp; She pointed over at Ken who's cock had a rather pronounced J-shaped curve to it.&nbsp; His head always seemed to rub the upper part of her cunt just the right way.&nbsp; She also liked Allan to give her the go-ahead on the men she played with.&nbsp; Ken liked to get a little rough, even with the women owners in the crowd.&nbsp; He wouldn't get as rough as she knew Allan would be if she dared to let another man near her ass. She'd tried that once, and had been sore for a week after Allan had figured it out.&nbsp; <br><br>She blew a kiss toward Sammy before turning to face Allan for his answer.&nbsp; Sammy seemed to be enjoying her little break.&nbsp; She knew it wouldn't last long.&nbsp; Allan's libido wasn't going to let that happen.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 21:34:21</strong>
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				After all the dirty, hard, humiliating and painfull things she had done before, this tenderness was a welcome relief and soon enough, still on her high, her hands reached down to Tihito's rounds and started teasing them. Now that she had time to catch her breath and take it easy, other thoughts came back to her. What to tell her parents? Her ass was thoroughly ravaged and as she had to crawl to the pool, she wasn't sure when and if she would ever be able to walk again. There would be a time where she had to tell her parents and should she decide to stay with the Vercetti's, which at this point she wanted despite the pain and humiliation, somebody had to tell her parents. <br><br>For now though she focussed on Tihito trusting Allan and Karen's judgement when it came down to telling her parents and her hands slowly moved forward. Instead of playing with the girl she caressed her, gently rubbing the cool water onto the slave's sex and nether regions, keeping their lips tightly sealed. The two girls were oblivious to the twins on the other side of the pool who started their own private show with the sister occasionally dipping under to suck off her brother while the 'adults' were doing other things.<br><br>Sam purred in the kiss and the tenderness and soon felt Tihito's hands cup her breasts and slowly and gently massaged them. When finally they broke the kiss, Sam decided to speak.<br><br>"How long have you been... well.. doing this?"<br>"Long enough to never want anything else"<br><br>The answer wasn't quite what Samantha had expected and she looked a bit puzzled. Tihito must have seen or expected this because after a quick kiss on Sam's cheek she explained.<br><br>"The pain and humiliation is one side. The good care and loving is another side."<br><br>Sam nodded as she had read about this but her first experiences, although pleasurable in her mind, weren't exactly the easy start she had sort of hoped for. Slowly letting eachother go, both girls hung at the pool looking at the two persons across the pool, waiting for what was to come.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 17:13:16</strong>
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				Thirty minutes orso later the hosts and their guests seemed to be all rested and ready for lunch. The twins were called and both of them left the pool, leaving Tihito and Sam in anticipation in the pool. <br><br>"What will happen next," Sam asked the Asian girl who just looked at her and shook her head, saying she had no idea either. <br><br>Not long after they were called into the house. Allan and Karen were not to be found in the diningroom, neither were the twins. Don and his wife were waiting for them and almost immediately forced them both on their knees. <br><br>"You, Asianslut, lick her and you, suck me off. The winner gets a reward."<br><br>Sam wasn't sure what was happening but when she saw Tihito almost instantly licking the woman, she looked up and decided it was better to follow the orders. Carefully and still a bit clumsy she took Don's cock in her mouth and started sucking it.<br><br>"The winner gets to be served with the lunch. The loser will clean up. Everything."<br><br>Not knowing what it mean, Sam wasn't really eager to find out and although she felt a bond with Tihito, the last word Don spoke, <em>everything</em>, sounded bad enough to win this 'mini competition'. Maybe it was her lack of experience, or maybe she was a natural but she won the contest after a couple of minutes. Don emptied his sack inside her again and Samantha struggled to keep it in and follow his order to swallow it. Subdueing some gag reflexes, she quickly swallowed. <br><br>The twins were called in and Don and his wife gave them instructions on what to do. Tihito was taken away to a corner and collared and chained while the twins motioned Sam to lay on the table. A little insecure at first she followed the orders and laid back on the table. The bound her ankles together and her wrists to each side of the table and then blindfolded her before leaving again. Minutes past and all Sam could hear was her own breathing and the faint movements Tihito made in the corner of the room. <br><br>A door opened again and she could hear Dwayne rummage through what sounded like a box. <br>"Pick one for her, Asian slut."<br><br>Sam didn't know what he meant but his laugh as Tihito picked one, betrayed enough. <br><br>"Here is what will happen to you Table-slut," the boy spoke while hanging over her. "We are going to serve out food all over your body. When we are done, we stuff you. If you spill <em>they</em> will punish you. Understand that?"<br><br>Samantha was too overwhelmed with what he had just said that she just nodded and waited while the twins served all sorts of sushi and fruit all over her body. The sushi was on her stomach and nether regions, the fruit on her breasts and arms and the different sauces where placed next to her body on the table. Then Tihito was called and installed under the table to clean up all the things that fell on the floor. When everything was set, the twins took their place on their own table and called for their masters and pushed a huge dildo, the one Tihito had chosen for her, in her sex and turned it on. <br><br>Waiting and listening Sam tried to figure out who was sitting where as well as trying to fight the sensation of the vibrator. It was big enough to hurt but also the sensation was strong. She felt the hands on her, the voices talking and her body getting more and more messy. She now realized too that it was Tihito who had picked the vibrator and she also realized how cruel it was of them to do that. Tihito had lost and was being punished for that and this was her way of revenge, to pick an oversized vibrator for the new slut on the block.<br><br>And then she could no longer control her body. Her legs twitched and her hips bucked a little, dropping some of the food off her body on the table. She was slapped hard on her upper legs but didn't know by whom and when more of then touched and slapped her all over her body, Samantha began to breath heavier and louder, struggling to control her emotions of fear and lust fighting a war inside her boody. When somebody sprinkled some wasabi over her bellybutton, Sammy lost it. She felt a massive orgasm wash over her and as the sauce spilled lower and lower, she screamed out in fear and lust. The orgasm hit her as fully loaded freighttrain and at the same point her fear reached it's height too. She let out a primal scream and trashed in her bonds, crying, begging and screaming for nothing in particular. Sam couldn't see what was going on and only heard laughter and filthy words.&nbsp; Her body was spent after the outburst of energy and she laid back on the table, still restrained and just cried and sobbed, no longer feeling or hearing what was going on around her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 16:52:08</strong>
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				Allan watched with approval as Sam was laid out on the dinner table. Don always fancied himself as a chef, so he let his guests take care of it. Their new pet's devotion to her duties was touching, even as she trembled with apprehension at what was about to happen to her. In fact, Don wasn't being very considerate at all. As he supervised, he saw the man roughly make him suck him off, then Dwayne tied her up without much subtlety or pampering at all. As he shoved the vibrator into her, it really looked like she was getting all she could take any more. Still, she seemed to be squirming in pleasure, and so they sat down around her to eat. When Don slapped her around roughly as he helped himself to sushi, and she came, she almost seemed to be enjoying herself until she burst into tears.<br><br>"Cressbeckler, stop," he said tersely, pulling the podgy pervert away from Sammy roughly with a hand on his shoulder. "Karen," he said, "I think Sammy here needs time to recover. Don, I've told you before to go easy on our new pet! She's supposed to be enjoying her abuse, and you've made her suffer enough for one day." <br><br>He leaned over Sammy and kissed her lips gently, removed the vibrator from her exposed sex, untied her and wiped down her body. Cressbeckler didn't look too pleased, and stomped off back into the garden with Tihito. He gave Karen an urgent look as he wiped their ailing slave's face. "Look at her honey, this was far too intense for her first day! Did you see what they did to her ass, and now this? The poor darling's a wreck. Easy now, Sammy, let's get you cleaned up. You deserve a rest, you've been very brave. I'm going to ask our guests to come back another day, Sammy isn't ready yet. I don't want you getting Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome, my sweet little slut."<br><br>Allan tapped his wine glass with a fork and got up, gazing with disapproval at the state Sammy was in.<br>"Ladies and gentlemen, our darling slave Sammy is extremely new and inexperienced, and doubling her experience today has left her a sobbing, shocked wreck. I'm going to have to ask you to leave; I don't think it would be safe to expose her to any more abuse today. Thank you for your understanding." He courteously showed the ladies to the door, sending each on her way with a fond kiss, and shook his male guests' hands sternly after they'd got dressed.<br><br>When they'd left and said their goodbyes to Karen and Sammy, with extremely lecherous gropes and chuckles, he gave both ladies a hug. "Are you OK, Sammy? Need a rest?" he asked. <br><br>"Tomorrow, let's start gently. I see our new slave needs a lot of training. And I think she's deserved a little treat. What do you think?" he asked Karen with a raised eyebrow, stroking Sammy's cheek.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 18:12:48</strong>
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				Karen turned off her anger as she saw just how distraught Sammy was.&nbsp; She wasn't crying out of a fun sort of pain but seemed to be truly and well miserable.&nbsp; This would never do.&nbsp; &nbsp;She untied Sammy as Allan sent everyone away, picking out errant pieces of food from Sammy's hair.<br><br>"Sammy," she said, taking the girl by the hand and leading her to the large bathtub in the play room bath."Let's get you washed up."&nbsp; <br><br>She said to Allan, "Use the lavender bath salts and oils..."&nbsp; She took a wash cloth and did a preliminary wiping to get the remaining chunks of food off the girl's body.&nbsp; She spoke calmly to the still crying slave, who seemed to have been completely overcome by the day's events.<br><br>"We pushed her too hard, too fast, Allan," she said.&nbsp; "We need to get her calmed down, cleaned up and rested.&nbsp; Then we can see what happens next.&nbsp; I'm not sure she's really suited to this."<br><br>Karen climbed into the rapidly filling tub and guided Sammy into the tub with her.&nbsp; She sat down and pulled Sammy against her, the warm water covered them both with the calming sent of lavender filling the air.&nbsp; Karen wrapped her arms around Sammy, cradling her in the comfort of her arms and the warm, sweet smelling water.&nbsp; She kissed Sammy's ear and began to gently wash the girl's body with her bare hand in the water.&nbsp; <br><br>Karen's eyes met Allan's over the water with an expression of sorrow.&nbsp; In their excitement, they had pushed the girl much to far, much to fast.&nbsp; "Perhaps we should send her home for a while...let her think about all this."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 12:15:36</strong>
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				<strong>"No!"</strong><br><br>She blurted out the two letters and crawled closer to Karen, like a kid seeking protection with it's mother.<br><br><strong>"I want to stay."</strong><br><br>Yes she had freaked out and panicked. Yes she was in pain. Her ass felt like it was ripped apart and her sex was fire because of the sauce and food. She felt disgusting and slutty but all of that was nothing compared to the tenderness and protection Karen now offered her in the warm bath. The lavender scent even calmed her down. Allan had rescued her from their guests and Karen took care of her now. These two people were the best she had. They were there for her when she needed them. <br><br>Samantha wasn't sure who was to blame for it going so horribly wrong. Maybe they pushed her too far or maybe she just had to tell them to stop. Whatever it was, it was over now and this bath, being close to Karen and knowing Allan was around too, made everything right. Right here, in the warm bath she got back to her senses. She dried her tears, careful not to get soap in her eyes and then looked at Karen and Allan.<br><br><strong>"Please. I don't want to go home now. I want to stay here with you. You have been good for me yesterday and last night." </strong><br><br>She referred to the journey to their house in the car and the place she slept at, being chained to the bed. That felt good. Humiliating but with a warm tinkling inside.<br><br><strong>"I did like today too," she said with a blush reddening her cheeks. "Only I wasn't prepared for the pain I guess and at lunch... I guess that was a bit too much for me but I would like to try it again in some time."</strong><br><br>There, she had said how she felt. Comfortable about last night, but not too familiar with the heavy works yet. Don had been vicious on her and all she wanted now was to please Allan and Karen. She was jealous at Tihito and the twins for having sex with her 'masters'. Secretly she imagined how it would be to suck off Allan while Karen was pounding her sore ass.<br><br><strong>"If you still want me of course. Otherwise I will go home."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>01-09-2010, 02:06:15</strong>
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				Karen pulled Sam into her and cradled her gently. "Of course we do, dear.&nbsp; But we aren't monsters.&nbsp; We want our slaves to truly enjoy what we are doing to them deep down.&nbsp; It's no fun to think we might actually be hurting someone who doesn't want it."<br><br>Her hands slide along Sam's body, continuing to wash and caress her at the same time, as tender as any loving hands could be.&nbsp; She cupped Sam's breasts and played with her nipples under the water before running her hands along Sam's stomach and between her legs.&nbsp; Her fingers coaxed open Sammy's legs and began to gently massage her thighs and outer lips as she 'washed' her little slave.<br><br>"Darling," she said looking over at Allan,"Would you go get us a nice bottle of something cold?&nbsp; And then, maybe, you could join us in the warm water."<br><br>Her lips landed gently on Sam's neck, her teeth nipping at the flesh there.&nbsp; "Let's just have a relaxing time, just the three of us, eh?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>06-09-2010, 23:15:05</strong>
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				Allan smiled warmly and slightly remorsefully as Karen lovingly started bathing Sammy, and soon returned with a bottle of ice cold prosecco left over from the party and three glasses. He poured them full and slipped into the water, sandwiching Sammy between himself and his wife.<br><br>"You were such a good girl today, pet, I'm sorry they were so rough and brutal with you," Allan said softly, joining Karen in embracing and pampering Sammy. His hands picked up where his wife's left off, gently rubbing and kneading bath gel into her young, soft flesh. "I love how you're still so eager to serve us. So much potential waiting to be unlocked. One step at a time."<br><br>He kissed her lips softly, then Karen's, then fondly pulled Sammy into the tongue melee."To your training: may you actually enjoy the rest," he toasted their pet, and stretched his limbs as he sipped his wine.<br><br>"Tell me, Sammy," he asked with a content sigh, "have you thought about how to tell your parents about this at all? They should know where you've gone, before we get charged for kidnapping," he chuckled, stroking her cheek.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 22:25:35</strong>
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				Samantha relaxed totally now. Even with Karen washing her body and intimate parts, she was relax. She felt Karen's hands all over her body and even when she felt the hands go to places that had today recieved a lot less tenderness, she let Karen and closed her eyes. <br><br>She thought back on Tihito and the twins. The Asian girl's hands were soft and tender but somehow, Karen's hands were softer and even when Allan joined them in the water, his hands felt soft too. Sam took the glass and gulped it down. The afternoon's ordeal had put a strain on her and she hadn't been drinking or eating except the small breakfast. <br><br>When Allan toasted to her training she blushed and raised her half empty glass and then downed the rest of the drink.<br><br>"I think I will enjoy," she said softly. <br><br>Thinking back, it all had gone amazingly fast. Yesterday morning she was still a normal, shy girl and look at her now! She already looked forward to the evening and the night. Dinner should be amazing. Even if she would be on the table rather than at it. With Karen and Allan alone she would be okay. But it was up to them. Just as she slowly sank into a sleepy state, Allan asked her the inevitable question. She sat up and looked down into the water at the strange hands on her skin.<br><br>"No. I don't know how I should tell them. I think they'll be shocked and ground me or something."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 23:05:54</strong>
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				Karen kissed her neck and said, "Nonsense...you're over 18 you can do what you like.&nbsp; You need not fear them cutting you off, because we will provide you with everything you need.&nbsp; And, we'll even set up a special savings account for you.&nbsp; When you feel you need to leave--because you will someday, it always happens--you'll have enough money to go to college or find a little place to live while you decide what to do."<br><br>Her hands cupped Sam's breasts while her fingers pulled on her nipples, elongating them and stretching them out away from her body.&nbsp; Her foot reached out and landed gently on Allan's cock, teasing at him with her toes under the water.&nbsp; She met his eyes knowing he'd agree with how to keep Sammy with them.<br><br>"You can tell them you've decided to be our live in maid.&nbsp; They can come see your room, and we'll hide all our toys so they know we're just rich and taking good care of you," she said.&nbsp; "They won't have to know that you're really our little sex slave."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 11:39:12</strong>
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				She looked down into her empty glass and then up to Karen. In theory the woman was right. She was not a minor anymore but she wasn't too sure if her parents would agree on that. When Karen spoke about the savings account and how it always happened that 'slaves' left, Sam had to fight her tears. They had thought this all through and she was just naive and inexperienced. How could she ever please them and repay them for what they would do for her. <br><br>Sam squirmed and gasped when Karen pulled on her nipples and she let out a soft moan when she was told that she was going to be their little sex slave. <br><br>They way Karen said it, to be a live in maid could work. Her parents wouldn't be too happy with it but then again, they wouldn't be unless she became the chief executive of some major company, which was not going to happen. <br><br>She nodded at Karen, in a little bit of pain as her nipples were still pulled.<br><br>"I think that could work miss," she squirmed with a soft voice, putting her glass down on the edge of the tub.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 17:49:03</strong>
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				Allan purred wickedly and grabbed Karen's foot as it stroked his once more hard cock, and rubbed her toes playfully up and down his shaft for a moment. "That's great to hear, Sammy," he said, grinning at Karen. He lifted one of her thighs across his own lap with an affectionate squeeze on her bottom, and her other leg across Karen's.<br><br>"Are you still sore from your abuse?" he asked softly, rubbing his strong, soapy hands between her legs, and gently stroked two fingertips around her recently pounded asshole. "The good kind of sore, or the bad kind?"<br><br>"I think you've more than earned yourself a bit more of a pampering," he smirked. "Then, you phone your parents and explain about your new job. Tell them about all the silverware you have to polish." <br><br>Leaning over to Karen, he gave his wife a dirty, smug kiss, and moved one hand from Sammy's crotch to hers. Stroking, rubbing and tweaking at each lady's sex, he sighed happily as his tumescent cock rested and brushed against their new slave's thigh. <em>The slave rides the same chariot as her mistress,</em> he mused, paraphrasing the Roman proverb to himself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 23:42:49</strong>
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				Karen pinched Sammy's nipples hard.&nbsp; "See, that wasn't so hard to sort out, now was it?"&nbsp; She ran her hands along the Sammy's flat stomach and across her thighs.&nbsp; She looked over at her husband.<br><br>"You and I will take more care in building up it's stamina.&nbsp; A well practiced slave wouldn't have done what it did today.&nbsp; So, while we take some responsibility in its training, I must say, we have a lot of work to do," she said.&nbsp; Her hands slipped under Sammy's breasts and around to the top. She slipped into more derogatory naming, lest the girl begin to think she was equal to either Karen or Allan in any way.<br><br>"The fact is, it wasn't treated all that brutally.&nbsp; Sure, it had a hard fucking in the ass, darling, but that's hardly anything unusual in the life of our slaves, now is it?"&nbsp; she said.&nbsp; Her foot reached out and snaked along the underside of her husband's cock.&nbsp; She wasn't surprised to see him ready for another round.&nbsp; <br><br>She smiled wickedly at him and said, "Darling, looks like our new toy isn't tending to all your needs."&nbsp; <br><br>With that, she kissed Sammy on the cheek and grabbed her by the hair.&nbsp; She wrapped her hands around the locks to get a good grip.&nbsp; "It needs to remember that the goal is to tend to the owners.&nbsp; Breathe in, girl..."<br><br>Karen lifted and then pushed Sammy's head down under the water and pressed her face against Allan's cock.&nbsp; She gave the girl a bit of room to maneuver and counted slowly to ten--taking twenty seconds or so in all.&nbsp; Then, she pulled Sammy's head out of the water and counted out loud to three before plunging her head back down toward his cock.&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Modern Rome [Ramster, Cecilia, Dashenka]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 15:03:22</strong>
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				Samantha yelped softly as Karen pinched her nipples hard and squirmed at the way the woman spoke. No longer was it Sammy, Sam, her or she, it was it now. A thing. A plaything and sex toy. They had already made that very clear in the car and during the party but that was with deeds only; Never had she been fucked like that before. Her body was still bruised and tired of the ass fucking it had undergone and she wasn't sure if she was going to be ready for another anytime this week.<br><br>She was taken out of her thoughts when Karen kissed her and firmly gripped her hair. Sam gasped and before she even realized what Karen meant with breathe in, her head was under water. The only air she had in her lungs was that what was left after the gasp and the little she had taken in, in the split second when she realized what was going on. Now she was under water and couldn't see. Opening her eyes meant the soap water would sting but by not doing anything at all, she risked disappointed them again. <br><br>Quickly, in seconds, she tried to remember what Karen had said to Allan. <br><br><em>"Darling, looks like our new toy isn't tending to all your needs."</em><br><br>Still reluctant to open her eyes she moved her head around a bit and felt Allan's cock. Then, what did she had to do? Opening her mouth would mean the little breath she had left would be gone. She managed to get her tongue to touch his cock and locked her air supply to open her mouth. Like eating an icecream sideways, she licked and nipped at Allan's cock.<br><br>When Karen pulled her head up again, she gasped for air and wanted to protest as a natural reaction but when she heard Karen count she quickly took a deep breath just in time. This time she was faster and she closed her mouth over Allan's cock and played her tongue around the tip, while softly sucking, afraid to spill that precious oxygen, not knowing how long Karen would keep her under this time.
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