KATRINA'S TAMING (by Eve Adorer) Chapter 1 - Introduction Stilt her. For me it had been a succession of boyfriends each worse than the one who went before. And we were bitches to the boys and girls who lusted after us. Swimming, belly-dancing, sword fencing, skating, running, cycling, aerobics, step-dancing, horse riding, and sex, lots and lots of sex, when I can get it. If only I could have found a man who could even half deliver on his boastful promises. I did a better job for myself than any stupid selfish man ever did for me. That is how I lost the job and was about to lose my apartment. Then I noticed that a pen and paper were in front of me. A film through the sales of which the money Jackie would loan me would be recovered many times over. My legs felt as if I had even yet, at twenty-six, not learned to walk for the first time. I somehow knew that my frustration was part of my taming.It was Jackie's voice but as I had never heard it before. It was a firm assured command issued in a calm firm voice, a voice that said that she was going to enjoy watching what she had ordered her two pretty girl companions to do to me. Jackie's repeat command brought me back from my dazed reverie. It was she who was the 27-year-old millionaire and I, twenty-six now, the unemployed graduate who had never found her place in the world of work till the wonderful job I had just been dismissed from after only three months. The customer wants to be sure it's the real thing happening on their screen, she'd say, And when they buy my stuff they know they get nothing that isn't 100% kosher. I never really listened when she was in boasting mode, as often she was when she was tipsy. And that was what was hurting momentarily as I heard that command. Was Always Not Quite Entirely Right Jackie would giggle about the latest John or Joe that had left me crying on her shoulder. She'd then snort with laughter, and we'd both be cheered up. I'd opted for a weekend hiking in Scotland when I was supposed to be preparing for a meeting. My incredible nervousness at my vulnerable nakedness beneath my skimpy garments was causing contractions in my bowels. My fear at what was going to happen only increased as my peripheral vision told me the girls either side of me were drinking in the beauty of my bare thighs. I struggled to hold the pen so adrift from the world was my mind, but somehow I signed. Jackie ordered me home and said to be ready at 2.00 the next afternoon: a Saturday. Jackie purposely caught my arm and pulled me to her to hear her final order. I steadied myself by holding chair backs as I staggered toward the entrance door. A mature twenty-six year old woman used as a sex toy by girls barely out of sixth form. Sexual; sexy; humiliated; elated; angry; pleased; hateful; ecstatic; unhappy; giggly, frustrated and excited, each and every one of these by turn and turn again.based in California, with holdings in Nevada, Oregon, Mexico (Baja California) and along the Colorado River.The NCR emphasizes and claims to support a myriad of old world values, such as democracy, personal liberty, and the rule of law.Passing through the hallway Grace noticed that the bathroom door is open.She peeped inside and saw her old neighbor sitting in the tub.
In 2186, the town of Shady Sands changed its name to "New California Republic" and formed a trial council government to draft a constitution.Philippe Camps, a lawyer for a Paris-based anti-prostitution organization that was a civil plaintiff in the trial, tells THR that some of the women were brought to Cannes under false pretenses and coerced into prostitution.Police broke into Nahas' room at the city's famed Carlton hotel in August 2007 and arrested him after a lengthy investigation involving wiretaps, which helped them identify Nahas and seven others as key members of the vice ring.Two of Emily's tutors got together after not meeting for over a year and got drunk.Fuck knows for what reason she happened to be together with them too - sitting in one's lap, feeling something hard rubbing against her firm buns...Jackie and I went back a long way, right back to childhood schooldays. There were three pretty young girls videoing what was happening to me on that warm June Saturday afternoon in the lounge of my ground floor London apartment. I'd known for a long time that she made films of girls being tortured sexually. But I took in that there were also invited audiences who paid ,000 a head to witness live, and participate in the fantasies that she made real, with absolutely no make believe for the poor girl victims. We lost the contract and my employers soon found that they: were going to have to let me go. Jackie looked around to ensure she was not overheard, before quietly looking me straight in the face and saying in a low whisper: You will not cross your legs. Jackie nodded to her companions, whom I later found were wired for video recording and sound: Stroke her, she whispered. Why do lovely young girls like you need to get so stupidly drunk? said an old lady near the door, as I walked rubber-legged flush-faced stunned-eyed out to my car. I knew that I had almost begged those pretty young girls to take me to climax. Jackie's place was out of London: middle of nowhere. The excitement of dressing like a slut made my tummy tingle once more. My lovely firm pert breasts were swelling the vest to bursting.We had remained close friends even in the final years when it was clear that I was the clever one and she seemingly destined for no great achievement. Two operating individual cameras, and one on sound. And the girls she had were always so incredibly beautiful. Ordinarily I had never asked and never would ask Jackie for money. I sat bolt upright as I felt the warm pretty soft hands of the sexy pretty girls on my knees. They lifted my arms back by the elbows and insisted firmly by their actions that I keep them on the table. KATRINA'S TAMING (by Eve Adorer) Chapter 2 Katrina is Made Ready Arriving back at my apartment from the Longing Alms, I threw off my soiled clothes and took the longest shower of my life to wash the sweet girl-sweat from my body. I felt deep shame at this latter thought, and yet that shame started the girl-juice in my cunt again. I settled for a white vest, blue denim skirt and almost heel-less open toe summer sandals. My nipples were eye-catchingly obvious where they pushed out the thin fabric. For heaven's sake, why was I only thinking of sex all the time?She couldn't tear her eyes from his cock, but he then turned around and noticed her staring at his cock.She tried to run away, but he jumped out of the tub, dragged her inside and began fucking her mouth before switching on to her tight virgin pussy and filling her throat with hot cum.The New California Republic was born from the remnants of the survivors of Vault 15 and the small walled community they founded, Shady Sands.Under the leadership of Aradesh, and with the assistance of the Vault Dweller (who saved Tandi, Aradesh's daughter and a future president of the NCR), the community prospered.