The Collaring of Chloe Ch. 27

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Tuesday morning 6AM came ridiculously early, especially when you got only about four hours of sleep. That's about what I got altogether the night before. But I woke up feeling fiery, ready to take on the world. That's how I felt, until the adrenaline burned off. Then I'd need a lot of caffeine. But I was off to a good start. I used the bathroom before Camilla got in there, shaving, showering, packing my personal things in my shaving kit. Then I let Cammy get in there while I went down to make a pot of coffee while our parents got ready. Dad came down first and he gave me a wistful smile and a pat on my shoulder. "This is it, Jon. You're off to make your mark on the world. You'll be living there much more than you'll be here with us. Be extra nice to your mom this morning? She was crying much of the night. We're thrilled for you, proud of you, but it's still hard for her, you leaving home." His eyes got teary as well. "It's hard for

A young girl was trying to run away with her boyfriend, but they had a big argument and he kicked her to the curb and drove away. He literally abandoned her, many miles from home! *** My business card reads Richard but I go by Rick. In 1979 I was 38 years old, recently divorced, living in an apartment in Oceanside, California. I was employed as an outside salesman by a medium sized company. It wasn't a major corporation, but it wasn't a Mom and Pop operation either. I guess a company with about 60 employees could be classified as medium. My job was to call on major corporations all over Southern California and persuade them to contract with the company I worked for to provide services to them. I had a company car and an expense account for hotel rooms, my meals including an occasional business lunch, and any other work related expenses. I made good money. I had appointments booked for mid-morning and mid-afternoon on the upcoming Wednesday, Thursday and Friday in San Luis Obi

Epona shivered in the cool stream as Mark sat warm and dry atop her back. Epona was clad only in her panties and bra, and Mark had decided to ride naked except for a t-shirt. He liked the feel of his bareskin upon her back and he felt that Epona wouldn't mind since she had already let him smack her ass red and use her as a literal mattress the night before. After waking, Mark had decided he would ride his ponygirl upstream to find the water's source. The stream's bank was too steep and wet to ride, and some parts were covered in small trees and bush, so Mark simply drove his pony into the water and upstream, directing her over to the stream's shallower points to ensure his toes would not graze the water. Often marks lead Epona to crawl in areas with large uneven stones. Epona's back and waist twisted and bent every time Epona reached for a footing, and Mark sank deep into her saddle. When Epona arched her back deeply Marks erection would rub against her upper bac

I didn't see or hear from Heather for a couple of days. My phone was always at my side. It's funny because I always complained about being ruled by a phone and swore to never do it, but since Heather had come back, I kept it close at hand because if she called and Cheri answered there would be hell to pay. I still had no interest in sex with my wife, but I was horny all the time. Ever since Heather and I fucked I was masturbating again while watching porn. I was hard all the time and I constantly looked at my phone hoping for her call. I also felt guilty about it. My wife didn't suspect at all. Or maybe she did. Things didn't feel right around the house. I wasn't sure if it was me feeling guilty or not, but she seemed more distant than usual. She left for work without waking me. She came home from work and buried herself in her bible or in work related texts. I asked her if anything was wrong and she just said she had a lot to catch up on. Nothing more. I worried

Just a warning, if Bi or Gay stuff makes you upset, do not read any further. ------------ I came home early from work Thursday afternoon hoping to catch Sarah before she left. Stealing a kiss as we passed each other. I tidied the house getting it ready for trick or treaters tonight. I laid on the sofa and text my wife Sarah. She was feeling guilty. She does musical theatre and sometimes gets hit on. She tells me every time, but this time she felt guilty. All because, she let it become a fantasy. She was fertile at the moment too, only adding more fuel to the fire! When I pried the fantasy out of her, I was a little surprised and confessed to having a similar fantasy. Something we were teasing each other with for the rest of the afternoon. I collected our son early from nursery, hoping to get home before trick or treating began. Sarah was hoping I hadn't though. She really needed a release and was hoping we could fuck before I collected our son. Instead, she ran upstairs to try a

The Collaring of Chloe Chapter 27 -- The Other Side of the Looking Glass **Characters and text are protected under copyright law Entering into Mistress Victoria's house, Chloe briefly thought back to her first time entering Master's house. As now, she'd been naked and damp from cleaning herself outside, unsure what to expect on the other side of a door. However, any similarities to that day and this one lasted only until she crossed the threshold. Back then, she had been encountering his house for the first time, every sight a new one. Here, she was already familiar with what lay within from the play party she'd attended. Even beyond that, the feel of the parlor she walked into was very removed from that of Master's solarium. His home had felt soft and inviting, Mistress Victoria's felt hard and dangerous. While the house's décor and furnishings had not changed, it looked very different to Chloe now, empty of the teeming crowd of sexually charged party-goer