Tails Dolls Novels & Stories

My hands flew to cover my breast instinctively but one stern look from Tieran and I dropped my arms. Teiran's mouth found my breast, as he placed mouth to mouth kisses on it. He licked my red nipples and sucked on it, grazing his teeth on it. His other hand found my other breast as he squeezed it and fondled with the nipple. Xaden pulled away from the kiss and crouched down to remove my lacy panties. He plunged two of his fingers into me. “You're so wet and ready for me” he said, thrusting into me in a steady pace.

"If we do this, I have conditions." His lips twitched, but not into a smile. "Go on.” I folded my arms, glaring up at him. "I want food. Good food. Every day. And clothes-nice ones. Oh, and an allowance. A big one.” Aidan's eyes scanned over my worn hoodie and ripped jeans, and he nodded once. "Done. Anything else?” "That's it, rich boy." He nodded at Daymon, the silent, blonde giant who had been lurking in the wings, it seemed. I whirled and bent in less than a heartbeat; the cold steel of handcuffs was like teeth in my wrists as I bucked.

"What do you mean? Taylor." Taylor asks Baby to call her like that because it sounds more comfortable and she doesn't like anything too formal. "How does it feel to work for Dollan? I know it's not easy because it's really hard to be that annoying guy's personal assistant, especially when we know how his character is." Taylor picked up some beautiful dresses and asked Baby to try them on in the dressing room. directing the location of the changing room to Baby so that she doesn't get lost. Baby took the dresses. "You're right, it's not easy but I have to endure because I still want to work and need money." the girl walked towards the dressing room.

Havermouth, Present Time Aislen took her time with her preparation for Talen’s arrival, pin-curling her hair in order to get the maximum baby-doll bounce to compliment the Lolita dress, painting her nails glossy black, and applying her makeup to make her look as doll-like as possible. She had a suspicion that she’d tapped into Talen’s DaddyDom/little fetish, quite by accident, but now that she had come to realize it, she planned on having fun with it.

Kinks: possession, doll fetish, rough sex Lila lay in her bed, the soft glow of her nightlight casting shadows across the room filled with her collection of dolls. At eighteen, she still clung to these childish comforts, especially on nights when her mind wandered to the forbidden stories she read in secret—tales of dark magic and hidden desires that made her cheeks flush. Her bedroom was a sanctuary of pastel walls and stuffed animals, but tonight, an unease prickled her skin. She shifted under the thin sheet, her soft pale body clad only in a loose tank top and panties, the summer heat making sleep elusive. Her wide eyes stared at the ceiling, curious thoughts swirling about the porcelain

At the cabinet full of things I'd never seen before. I was a virgin. Twenty-three years old. The only sex I'd ever had was a blurry memory from high school graduation, the after-party, too much cheap vodka, a boy whose name I couldn't remember. I'd woken up the next morning with a headache and torn clothes and a vague sense that something had happened. I'd never been sure. I'd never wanted to be. But standing here, in this red room, with a man who called me Doll, I felt something I hadn't felt in years. A pull. A heat. A part of myself I'd locked away a long time ago.

“Poor Tino. Maybe he just wanted to play with your tower.” “Nooo, Papa, he’s a menace. That’s what Mama says. A menace kitty! But I built it again, and this time it’s even better. It has a secret hideout for Rica-dolly!” Rica-dolly was her Barbie doll, which she had named in honor of me. It had been incredibly hard to pretend I wasn’t dying laughing at the name. “Rica-dolly has a hideout now? That sounds fancy. What’s inside?” “Um, snacks! Rica-dolly says she needs snacks for her adventures. I put crackers and a juice box in there, but not cookies ’cause Mama says no crumbs in the living room. But I bet YOU would let me have cookies, right, Papa?”

After almost being killed and eaten by disgusting trolls she knew she was well deserving of a break and special treatment. The maidens were doting and very nice, they had insisted on bathing her but she had managed to convince them to let her do it herself, she knew though that there weren’t far away. Of course, Dragomir had been taken to another tent. She noticed that they lived in strongly reinforced tents of different designs, colours and sizes. Islandia was a vast array of patterns and colours. She lathered soap unto her long untamed hair, washing the dirt of it, as soon as she stepped out of the bath, the maidens rushed to her side and covered her up with a large cloth.

The pleasure is a tidal wave, and I am drowning in it! Suddenly, he reaches out with one large, heavily tattooed hand and he slides his rough fingers between my thighs, finding my swollen, sensitive clit and rubbing it with a wicked friction while he continues to fuck me from behind. "You like that, don't you..." he pants,and his fingers on my clit increase their pace. "I want you to cum on my cock, Little Doll..."

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