The next part of being owned…. sex again ( well, rape this time) another glimpse of the werewolf world… and things that might follow As usual, feel free to comment or contact me… I awoke early. He was still asleep, snoring faintly. Last evening, when the effect of the drug had finally worn off, he
Being owned – Part 6 by Alex MacDonald
The next part in the being owned series…. enjoy reading and feel free to post comments or contact me I awoke with a start. The sheets, drenched with my sweat clung to my body. Without turning on the light I got up, looked out of the window. Outside it was still dark, but dawn must
Being owned – Part 7 by Alex MacDonald
The next part in the series… no sex this time so if you don’t like that skip this part. I decided to keep the beastiality tag for the rest of the series because the werewolf is one of the protagonists. My owner was early this morning. I had just sat down with my second coffee.
Being owned – Part 5 by Alex MacDonald
another part of the being owned story. I am not very good at writing synopsis or introduction but enjoy and feel free to rate or post comments. Holding my bouncing tits with my hands I was running towards my bungalow. The sun was already setting. I might be late for the first time. “Damn,” I
Being owned – Part 3 by Alex MacDonald
Being lonely and without an orgasm for a long time I decide to pleasure myself I awoke early in the morning. Birdsong drifted in through the open window. Yawning I got up, stretched myself and made my way to the small kitchen. Coffee before shower, before getting fucked. I had adapted to his schedule, developed
Being owned – Part 2 by Alex MacDonald
Being owned continued… with a twist I don’t know how long I knelt on that stone slab with the dog’s knot firmly inside me. What hurt more than the actual pain was the humiliation. He just stood there watching. Finally I felt the dog pull away, his member and sperm leaving my cunt. Our owner
Being owned – Part 15 by Alex MacDonald
Not good at writing these introductions … but here is the next part of the series.I am afraid I don’t have a proof reader anymore so mistakes are finders keepers It had started to rain. The dogs were still running around happily. My owner looked up at the sky and sighed. “You can come with