1. Letter to b*****r


    Date: 11/23/2015, Categories: BDSM, Taboo, Author: vagabond90, Rating: 80, Source: xHamster

    if you ever wanna send him our way-” Hannah immediately exclaimed “No!” She then relented due to what she realized she implied. As she slowly got up, she said, “I mean… look I’m not proud of what I’m into. It helps me cope, and I can live with that but… I don’t know. It’d be nice if one of us turned out… normal.” Janus’ usual smirk became devilish. She cocked her head at her apprentice, who smiled back and winked. “I have another idea. You want impact? Close your eyes.” Hannah obliged and waited. A few seconds later she heard two large thuds to her sides. It took her brain another half second to realize Lady Janus’ apprentice had struck each of her breasts from the sides. A half second later the dull pain kicked in… and it wasn’t that bad. Hannah squealed, but it was more of an amused girly girl sort of squeal. “Really? Fail! My boobs aren’t that sensitive- UGH!” Hannah made the mistake of keeping her eyes closed, and Janus punted her in the crotch so hard she was actually lifted off the ground. She collapsed on her knees with a heavy thump and pounded the floor with her fists. “Whyyyyyy?” She cried, half chuckling but still clearly in agony. Janus kneeled down to Hannah’s level and tilted her victim’s chin up with her index finger so that they met eye to eye. “Sweety, if there’s one normal person in this room, it’s you.” Hannah, tears literally streaming down her cheeks, looked up, teeth exposed in anguish. Janus looked like she wanted to lick those tears off her face. ...
    Hannah, despite her tears, had a look of relish on her. “Kick me again please?” This went on for several more minutes until finally Hannah had become pale and dehydrated and faint. She decided to call it quits. “I heard you’re giving a lecture at the university next week.” Janus said to Hannah as returned from her kitchen with an ice pack… *** “You know, I can still teach you how to cook.” Hannah addressed Zhen as she brought him eggs and pancakes to the table. “I don’t need to tell you I’m not them. I’m not going to yell at you for messing up.” Zhen looked up at her with an angry glare. “Do we need to talk about this now?! I just wanna have fun today.” Hannah was taken aback. “I just don’t like how you act afraid of me sometimes. One minute you’re rough housing with me and the next minute it seems like you’re afraid I’m gonna hit you or something. Am I just being paranoid?!” Zhen took a deep breath. “Look it’s… yes, you’re being paranoid.” He started picking at his food with a fork. She sat down to her leftovers from last night, egg and noodle soup and some rice. Zhen looked at her guiltily. “Why didn’t you make some eggs and pancakes for yourself?” Hannah shrugged. “Does it bother you I sometimes do things just for you?” Zhen’s eyes grew wide. “If you don’t like me just say so!” Hannah suddenly snapped and stood up angrily. Her movement shook the kitchen table. “What the actual fuck Zhen!? I care about you more than anyone! You’re all I have ever since I got us out of that ...
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