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Subject: {ASSM} Every Girl Has Her Place
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To whom it may concern:
I am attempting to have this story saved in my Author directory (Tamar) as well as in ASSTR.

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{ASSTR/Parent_Directory/Tamar}
{ASS} Every Girl Has Her Place {Tamar} MF bd

******************************************************
                    WARNING:  
THE FOLLOWING STORY IS FICTION OF A GRAPHIC NATURE AND 
INVOLVES DEVIANT SEXUAL SITUATIONS WHICH MAY INCLUDE 
INCEST, BONDAGE, NON-CONSENTUAL SEX, SEX WITH MINORS, 
AND OTHER DEVIANT ACTIVITIES INCLUDING BEASTIALITY.
IF YOU ARE UNDERAGE OR WOULD BE OFFENDED BY SUCH A 
STORY, PLEASE DO NOT READ FURTHER.  
*******************************************************

 
Every Girl has Her Place 

 
I arrive at your house.  I ring the bell.  I feel casual, 
comfortable.  You let me in and I try to breeze by you. 
Mistake. 

You crowd me up against the wall with your body, showing 
me your size.  Your hand twists in my hair, your knee 
spreads my legs.  Your force my face up to yours and kiss 
me.  Hard.   

I get both arms between us and attempt to push you away. 
No dice.  Instead I end up with both arms trapped over 
my head, you closer than ever. 

"Look at me" you demand. 

I do.  I give you my face, eyes still defiant, mouth 
smirking.  Your other hand comes up quick, slapping 
lightly but firmly on both cheeks.  This shocks me 
for a moment and then fuels my struggle with you.  You 
do it again, a little harder.   

This gives me pause.  I stop fighting you and give 
you my eyes again..submissively this time. 

"Good girl.  Put your arms down.  Keep them there." 

I do..for the moment.  You pull a leather collar 
out, lifting my hair out of the way as you install 
it around my neck.  I tense again when the leash 
follows.  You sense this and it earns me another 
light slap.  I have never had my faced touched that 
way and the shock value is high.  I submit to the 
leash. 

You turn and pull me after you to the play room. 
I am stripped down to my heels and collar.  Your 
hands and nose and mouth roam at will.  I blush 
as always when you order my arms up and you inhale 
my scent from beneath my arms.  You spread the 
cheeks of my ass and rub a finger over that most 
private hole. I clench and get a sharp smack on the bottom for 
this small rebellion.  I get the message: I am to 
remain open to you, no matter what. 

I voluntarily stand straight, hands behind my head, 
and spread my legs.  You growl in pleasure and 
bury your mouth in my neck, sucking, biting around 
your collar.  I nearly melt, mewling my pleasure. 

Your fingers spread my dripping pussy and I lunge 
forward, wanting to ride you.  Too aggressive, you 
pull away, punishing me with your sudden absence. 

"You will not come. Not until I give you permission." 

I do not agree or even acknowledge this statement. 
This earns me another face slap.  My eyes blaze, 
but I agree...I will not come without permission. 

"Arms up." 

You proceed to bind my breasts...tight..oh god, so 
tight this time!   Cuffs are attached to my wrists 
and ankles.  I think you are going to bend me over 
the bed; instead, you take my leash and lead me 
outside. 

It is dusk.  I cringe a little at being outside 
this way: collar, leash, breasts bound tightly. 
Again, you feel my hesitation and pull me forward 
by the leash.   

You lead me to a blanket on the grass.  I center 
myself on it without being told.  I am panting 
with excitement...You stake me out spead-eagled 
on the blanket. 

Then, you leave. 

I gasp in frustration.  Then in consternation.  I 
realize I am out here in plain sight if anyone 
cares to look, or worse, a helicopter decides to 
fly over.  I wait.  I attempt to slip my bonds, 
but not this time.  I struggle uselessly against 
the ropes, my tits aching. 

Finally, finally you emerge from the house.  You 
have your bag with you.  You are naked.  I am 
so wet with need and so helpless to do anything 
about it.  I am at your mercy.   

You kneel, knees around my head, laying your balls 
on my face, forcing me to take in your scent.  I 
moan, overcome.  You order me still and rub your 
rock hard cock against my lips, coating them with 
your drippings.  I strain against my ties, wanting 
contact with you..any kind.  You open my lips with 
your cock, filing my mouth.  Then my throat.  All 
the way down, only stopping when I start to gag. 

Bracing yourself on your hands, you slowly fuck my 
face, making me take all of you on each stroke.  I 
am greedily sucking, wanting your come when you pull 
away and straddle my ribcage. 

You take my bound breasts in hand, lifting them up. 
I am hot and slick with the sweat of my desire.   
You penetrate the tight slit between my tits with 
your cock and really begin to fuck me.  Hard and 
rough, riding me. Using me.  Animal noises from 
both of us.  I feel like I am going to climax just 
from this but remember my orders...no, no, no...but 
its so hard.  My submission to your use excites me 
so deeply. 

My tits feel like they're about to explode when 
suddenly you are gone.  You release my legs and 
I gratefully spread to take you.  My pussy clamps 
around your cock and I look to  you in desperation... 
"Go ahead", you tell me and I explode in climax. 
Again.  And again.  Christ.  It won't stop.....I 
hear you from a distance, calling me back to you, 
calling me back into focus.  I come willingly, 
completely yours now. 

You take my leash in your fist, forcing my face 
forward.  I look into your eyes, imploring you 
to give me the gift of your semen.  You pull out 
and move up my body, pumping your cock in your 
fist. "Open your mouth".  I do.  Twilight glistens 
in the juices covering your cock as you ejaculate, 
spraying my face and tongue and hair with your 
seed.  You move up, once again inserting your still 
twitching cock into my mouth for clean up.  I 
suck greedily, wanting all of you.  Wanting your 
approval and pleasure.  I am completely open.   
You have taken me to that place where I can be.. 
Yours. 
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