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Explicit language, alcohol consumption, mild hazing/pranking between colleagues. MMF threesome with some M on M action. CHAPTER ONE "Watch your footing. The ice is tricky here." I brace myself, planting each step with care, letting the studs on my boots bite into the frozen surface with a satisfying crunch. Rounding the snowcat, I spot Bear's bulky form kneeling on an insulated mat as he inspects the treads. His downHis strong fingers laced through her hair, tugging on it, pulling her head back, forcing her to look up at him. "Mitt damer," he spat. Those eyes were glazed, had darkened to an almost blue black. She shivered and was about to ask him what they meant.But he pulled harder on her hair, forced her backwards, her feet moving tentatively backwards. Then she felt something solid at the back of her thighs, opened her mouth once more to speak, but he covered it instantly, another of those scorching kisses that seemed to go on and on, stealing her every thought. Except this time she was falling, actually falling. Then a cloud came up to cushion her fall, surrounded her in its softness while it trapped her against his hardness. She moaned into his mouth as his tongue plunged down her throat.She felt his hands about her waist, realized that he was battling with her skirt and tights. She lifted her hips, tried to dislodge his weight but the movement only aided his task as he pushed th
"I suppose I should let you get back to work, Sven. Catch the next train back to London," she stammered studying her hands around the plain white coffee mug. "It has been nice meeting you though."He frowned, the move sent deep creases into his striking face. He was not handsome in the traditional sense. At almost forty, his skin was weathered by his job, small pathways of wrinkles about his mouth and across his forehead. His hair was longer than she had thought, falling just below his shoulder blades. His lips that she could not stop watching as he spoke were surrounded by a goatee and moustache. But it was those eyes still that Kirsty could not forget.Not just the intense shade of blue or the twinkle when he laughed, which she got the feeling he did not do nearly enough, but there was something more. Intelligence, certainly. Authority, for sure. But something else too. Pain, perhaps.She needed to stop thinking about this man, needed to go home, find some decent chap
CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit BDSM-themed erotica involving power imbalance, dominance/submission dynamics, non-consensual undertones in initial encounter, bondage, forced stripping, groping, nipple play, fingering, ear biting, and coercion elements. CHAPTER ONEKirsty Dickins fidgeted with her bag. 'What are you doing?' she asked herself. Traveling over two hours outside of London to meet a stranger, whom she had been emailing for three months, was so unlike the sedate young professional. But after a disastrous break-up with her boyfriend of six years, the twenty-eight year old had decided to make drastic changes to her life.Well, probably not drastic to most people. She had no plans to change her career, her work as an Occupational Therapist for children with autism was emotionally and financially rewarding. She was not going to move from her relatively well-to-do neighborhood in north London either. The flat that she had shared with two girlfriends since she compl
Billie was ready, when he spoke the same words to her as he had her friends: "God's love is transferred through a man's cock, are you ready to receive it?" His cock pressed to the hole of her pussy, it made Billie breathless. She'd heard him say those words a couple times today, but it was so different now that he was saying them to her.She nodded vehemently. "Yes Father." In that moment, she knew this was what she needed, she wanted God's love so bad.The Great Father thrust his cock into Billie's pussy and every feeling she'd had for the last couple hours rushed to the surface. It hurt, too, she felt something break inside her and let out a scream at the pain and pressure. But as he kept pounding into her, faster and faster, the pain sharpened into something good. Pain was good too, she thought, remembering what he'd said to Deanna. Pain meant that she was getting all of God's love.The Great Father was moving faster now, his thrusts longer and deeper and wilder than
Billie watched her friend. Deanna looked as confused as Billie felt, but she rose from her chair and padded over to the mattress, crawling to a spot where she could lie down as instructed."Good girl, you're ready for God's love." The Great Father praised her, kneeling on the mattress between her spread legs. He pushed her dress over her hips so all the girls could see their friend's pussy, now bare of hair and glistening pink. His hands went to his pants and he undid them, pushing them down to his thighs. Billie watched carefully, still uncertain what he was doing. Then he pulled something from his underpants and Billie gasped. She'd never seen anything like it, the Great Father's thingy was long and thick and really hard, it glistened at the tip and seemed to throb in his hand. She'd only caught glimpses of them before, what men had in their pants, but this one was so much bigger and harder than anything she'd seen. It had to be nine or ten inches long and thicker than Billie'
When the mothers and daughters were left alone, Billie's mommy came around the front of her desk and touched her finger to her daughter's nose. "You ready baby?"Billie smiled. "I think so, mommy. I didn't know you'd be here today!""I know, I wasn't allowed to tell you but mommy has been waiting for today for a long time. Now I need you to push the chair out and turn to me, take off your panties, lean back and spread your legs for mommy."Billie looked at her, confused. "Why, mommy?""Mommy needs to shave your little pussy clean, baby. That's the next step to your initiation with the Great Father."Billie's eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open. "Do you mean my..." She glanced around, all the mommies were talking closely to their daughters, with Mrs Goode looking between the two girls under her care with a serious expression. "My special place?"Mommy's smile grew. "Yes baby, but you can't call it that anymore. You're a grown up, it's your pussy or your







