I have lots of dark fantasies. Some men are better at finding them than others. I ran away from home when I was a teen girl. My father terrified me. I have not seen him in 20 years. In fact, I have no clue if he is dead or alive. I made the mistake of telling this guy that my biggest fantasy and my biggest fear are one in the same. My fantasy is my dad is still alive and would find me and fuck me like he did when I was just a wee little girl. It is my biggest fear also because my dad is a violent psychopath. Patrick took a few drunken utterances from me and found my father. He told him where I lived. My father was not happy to see me. He was still pissed I ran away when I was a teen girl because I was his cash cow, his fuck slave and his punching bag. I was scared and aroused at the same time. Patrick watched and laughed as daddy forced himself on me like he did so many years ago. Now I have to decide if I am going to be daddy’s whore again or pack up and move again. Be careful who you tell your deep dark fantasies to.









I never knew I’d be such a good little submissive slut. I just wanted to be her good little girl. I admired her so much. She is so smart and strong and beautiful, sexy. I wanted to be just like her when I grew up. I tried to dress like her when I came into work. She was a strict boss and she frightened me, but I wanted so badly to please her. I got into trouble with her for making an error on a document. I thought she was going to fire me. She was so angry. She called me a stupid girl. I begged and pleaded for her not to fire me. I got down on my knees and begged. I told her I would do anything if she would have mercy or if there was anything I could do. She apparently had something in mind already. She grabbed me, ripped my dress off and had me licking and kissing her leather heels. It wasn’t long before I was deepthroating her long black strap on cock. 





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