Dolly

Kayla glanced down at the scrap of paper in her hand, confirming the house address that she had taken down on the phone matched the one that she had just parked her car in front. Doublechecking confirmed that she had indeed arrived at 17 Whittaker...

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Change The Channel

Seven o'clock in the evening arrived in the form of the clock over the mantlepiece chiming in the Lorland household. The house was in a state of mild disarray, with both Mr. and Mrs. Lorland rushing about, each completing the final stages of...

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Owned

One waddle through the hallways later, the young teacher was back in her classroom, the hidden pacifier curled tightly in the fingers of her right hand, the sensation of the rubber nipple encircled by the hard plastic embarrassing by it's simple...

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Humiliated

CHAPTER 3 The next few moments were a whirlwind of frantic activity for the poor school teacher. Almost immediately after searching around for something appropriate to put on, she found the same outfit that Burdette had been wearing the day...

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Blackmailed

For a few long seconds, Kerrigan was completely stunned; she stared at the humiliating picture of herself on the top of the desk before quickly glancing up to look at Burdette's grinning triumphant face for a split-second before looking back down...

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Exposed

Nestled in a small room illuminated by the gentle glow of a computer screen and not much else, Burdette Gordon clicked through web page after web page, clearly in search of something. Looking through a string of profiles, her attention was eventually...

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Spider House

Disclaimer: This is a horrible work of fetishistic interest. Those with with a stomach for embarrassment, diapers and mind regression and a sense of adventure may be interested. Rain came down heavily, battering Laura's windshield with heavy...

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Make A Wish

By the time that Alex was coming awake, the dream was already beginning to fade into the back of his mind, bits and pieces of it fragmenting before sliding back down into his subconscious where, assumedly, it came from. When he had just...

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A Loss Of Control

Lee leaned sleepily against Mark, watching the movie's credits scroll past on the screen. The evening had been pleasant. After waffling between the different ways that they could have spent it, they had decided on a film, one of those mindless...

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Panties

This story begins with a pair of panties. The panties in question were a gentle shade of pink, cut low and imprinted with an admittedly adorable red heart shape on the back, just above the hole cut open for the tail that was to go through it. The...

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