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Take advantage of the opportunity [ Content]

by dd93

Chapter 29 in The Training of Megan

“Stay right there slut,” I said, as a perverse idea came to me. Her rimjob was a way of catching me up, I thought, something she’d done for others before ever doing it with me. There were a lot of things she’d done for others lately, and she’d probably do a lot more soon. I wante...

Get on with your day

by dd93

Chapter 29 in The Training of Megan

“Clean yourself up and then go pick out some clothes to wear for Josh. Wear something that you might get away without outside, but that leaves no doubt in his mind what kind of girl you are.” Her eyes opened dreamily and she smiled up at me. “Yes, sir.” I left the shower and go...

"Yes, get on your knees"

by dd93

Chapter 28 in The Training of Megan

I was already rock hard from just looking at her naked, wet form. “Yeah, get down on your knees and get me off.” She smiled and dropped down onto the hard porcelain shower floor. “Yes master,” she said, before giving a long lick on my cock from root to head, “I love getting yo...

The Following Day

by dd93

Chapter 27 in The Training of Megan

I guess I passed out after that, because when I woke again the early morning sun was shining through the window. I looked over and found Megan sleeping next to me, seemingly content and apparently none the worse for the considerable wear. As I slipped out of bed, wanting to let h...

Move to the couch

by dd93

Chapter 31 in The Training of Megan

Josh could be a bit timid, I knew, and after getting dumped pretty recently, I could imagine that his confidence was at a low ebb. Megan was all smiles, laughing at Josh’s lame jokes, and even shaking her braless titties a bit as she did, but Josh couldn’t seem to imagine that sh...

She nods.

by dd93

Chapter 28 in The Training of Megan

Megan’s eyes showed little rational thought, but she understood me. We stare at each other for a long moment, before her eyes seemed to sharpen. I’d seen that look many times in our time together, especially in the past few weeks. It was the look of determination, of that inner s...

Six.

by dd93

Chapter 27 in The Training of Megan

“Lets go straight to 6 and see if the slut likes that too.” Quentin looked at Megan a bit nervously, but adjusted the dial. Then he stepped away and motioned for me to take over. He wanted me to be the one to flick the switch. I gladly did, and all at once Megan came to life on...

How can I resist?

by dd93

Chapter 26 in The Training of Megan

“Yeah,” I said, a bit surprised at myself, “Show it to me.” Megan’s eyes widened in surprise and she made a sound that might have been a moan. I don’t think it was fear. Quentin’s eyes lit up and he regarded me with an excited expression that was almost like fearful reverence....

What can I say? [ content]

by dd93

Chapter 25 in The Training of Megan

What could I say? Out of everything that I’d seen Megan go through, this was by far the strangest. This guy was fucked up, but could I blame him for taking advantage of the opportunity she’d given him to try out what were clearly deep and abiding fantasies. Probably for the first...

Trash it.

by dd93

Chapter 26 in The Training of Megan

Fuck it – let him go to the cops and explain what happened. Megan would be happy to lie for me, I’m sure. I grabbed a wooden BDSM paddle from the wall and went to town. After three full strength hits, sending plastic, metal and glass flying in all directions, the fat bastard went...

"Get her the fuck off of that right the fuck now!"

by dd93

Chapter 25 in The Training of Megan

“Get her the fuck off that thing right the fuck now you little shit.” Flustered and with shaking hands, he started to undo the straps on her ankles and I rushed over to catch her. Her eyes finally focused on me, and tears of relief came into her eyes. She couldn’t stand, so I lo...

WTF.

by dd93

Chapter 24 in The Training of Megan

Right. I mean, I know I’m a pervert. It takes a fuck of a lot to shock me, but Jesus… Quentin was something else. I just stood there, mouth agape, looking at the scene before me for I don’t know how long. Megan didn’t seem to see me, focused I imagine on the sensations on her cli...

To the basement.

by dd93

Chapter 23 in The Training of Megan

As Quentin slipped past me, seeming to shrink down into himself as he did, I caught a whiff of him, and wondered if Megan hadn’t made the wrong choice. Stan was obnoxious, but this guy was kinda foul. As I followed him downstairs, not having the first idea what to expect, I heard...

Quentin, terrifed.

by dd93

Chapter 22 in The Training of Megan

The door opened just enough to see Quentin’s fat face peering through it. His hair was caked with sweat and his face was flushed, but the overall impression was one of terror. In fact, he had a chain on the door, which he was clearly hoping would protect him from me. “You’re… yo...

Quentin

by dd93

Chapter 21 in The Training of Megan

Tearing her gaze away from me in our window, she seemed to gather herself for a second before putting on a strained smile and started walking towards Quentin. She’d been fucked by Stan several times already and I knew she didn’t like him much. Or maybe she wanted something knew –...

Several doors open.

by dd93

Chapter 20 in The Training of Megan

As the church bitch’s screeching tires faded into the distance and Megan went to cut her run short, all at once I saw people peeking out their windows a several doors open with curious men standing outside. One of which was Stan, my neighbor across the street, who immediately bro...

It's Jennifer, the church lady

by dd93

Chapter 19 in The Training of Megan

It's Jennifer, the church lady

by dd93

Chapter 19 in The Training of Megan

Fuck. It was Marty and his bitch wife Jennifer. Marty was a nice enough, but a pushover to his wife. Still, no doubt he would have at least appreciated the show if his wife hadn’t been there, but Jennifer was a fucking cunt and a killjoy. She was also a Church Warden, or so I’m t...

Slow to start

by dd93

Chapter 18 in The Training of Megan

Slow to start

by dd93

Chapter 18 in The Training of Megan

I did exactly that, going right upstairs to our bedroom window which faced the street and offered a decent view of the cul-de-sac where Megan usually ran her laps. She hadn’t started running yet, but was standing on the sidewalk stretching, which in her current attire really just...