Blissfully Broken: The Girls Learn What Bdsm Really Means!

I was tricked by one of my best friends into thinking I was going on an all-expenses paid girly holiday. Well, I sort of was, but there were some pretty explicit conditions attached. Along with my mates, I spent the previous night strapped to a bench with my head in one room, and my naked sex in another, being f*cked within an inch of my life by an endless line of faceless men. Today, out host assured us, was going to be a heck of a lot hotter, hornier, and harder Orgy, BDSM, girl on girl, and just plain old hard fucking This story has it all and is not for under-age or the prudish #2 in the BDSM in Bulgaria series Marcus Darkly at his dirtiest Extract: We let her finish her breakfast and I just watched her as she ate. She was pretty, in a frail sort of way and had that awkwardness of a not yet mature woman... They were going to eat her alive in this place. Still, I shrugged. It wasn't my business. I had enough on my own plate She finished off and Agotha came back to collect her, winking at me as she left. I finished my coffee and went back to my room to chill for a while. I had a feeling that today was going to be another strenuous one I opened my door and nearly jumped out of my skin to find someone inside. It was Agotha and she was dressed in a very revealing body stocking. I just stood with my back to the door for a moment and looked at her, as the gorgeous, statuesque woman walked across to me. This is an erotic short story. Explicit throughout. Adult reading material.