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169 lines
4.4 KiB
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HARRIS
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by V.P. Viddler
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"You know what I can do with my mouth, don't you, Harris?"
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"I do, Miss."
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"It was good, wasn't it, Harris?"
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"It was indeed, Miss."
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"Don't you want it again, Harris? I'll do it again, you know
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I will. Think about it, Harris."
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"I can't do what you want, Miss."
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"I'm sixteen, Harris."
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"Yes, Miss."
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"I'm gorgeous."
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"Yes, Miss."
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"I'm sexy."
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"Yes, Miss."
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"And I'm a virgin."
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"That's right, Miss."
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"And I'll do anything for you. Anything, Harris."
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"I can't, Miss."
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"Just a little. Just hurt me a little bit, Harris. Just--"
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"If I lose my position, Miss Stacy, you'll have no one to
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tease."
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"But I'm not teasing, Harris. I'm not! I just want you to--"
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"To hurt you, Miss."
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"Hurt me. Yes. Oh god, Harris. I want you to. I'll do
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anything. Anything you want. Look at me, Harris. Look at my
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body."
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"God. I can't possess your body, Miss Stacy. You're a
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virgin. I won't do that."
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"Then my mouth, Harris. Like last time. Remember? Wasn't it
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good?"
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"You shouldn't do this, Miss."
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"Hurt me, Harris. Do it. You want to. I'm such a brat,
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aren't I? A spoiled brat?"
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"That you are, Miss."
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"Punish me for it. Go ahead. Punish me. Look. I put on this
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tight top for you. Nothing under it."
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"I can see that, Miss."
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"Yes. I know you can. I want you to. See my nipples?
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Standing out? Hard?"
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"I do, Miss."
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"Hurt them. Go on. Please. Harris. Here."
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"I can't resist this, Miss Stacy. You should stop now."
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"No."
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"You should really stop now."
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"Hurt them, Harris. Take them. Put your--oh yes. That's
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right. How do they feel, Harris?"
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"Hard, Miss. But vulnerable. Most vulnerable."
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"Oh Jesus god yes. Pinch them, Harris. Pinch them hard. Very
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hard."
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"All right, Miss Stacy. I will."
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"Ah. Ahh. AAHHH! Yes! AAGGHH! YESS! Do it! Yes! Do it oh
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Jesus oh god ah ah ah ah oh Harris Christ do it I can't stand it
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Christ it hurts it hurts it HURTS SO OHH GOD HARD YES AGGHH
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Harris I love it I LOVE IT Harris--Don't stop--unh unhh unnhhh
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aughhh hah hah hah hah Jesus AAUUUGGHH!"
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"No, Miss. Hands down, Miss. Put. Your. Hands. Down."
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"Oooohh...I...all...all right...ahh...don't stop..."
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"Put your hands behind your back, Miss Stacy. Keep them
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behind you."
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"Arrrghh. As--as if--I was tied--ohh oh oh."
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"Does it hurt, Miss? Am I hurting you enough?"
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"Oh...god...so...good...hurts...hurts...it hurts."
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"Do not squirm about so much, Miss. I can't hold on if you
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twist so hard."
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"I can't...I...I think...please don't stop...Harris...I
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think...I could...almost...come this way...it hurts...so much...I
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think...I'm going to...to do it..."
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"No, Miss. You will not."
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"No! Don't stop."
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"Now, Miss. On your knees, Miss Stacy. Now. Right down.
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Kneel down. That's right."
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"Unh. Unh. Unh. I...I can't..."
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"In your mouth, Miss. In your mouth. Now."
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"Ugghhh! Ummmphh! Mmmmpphh. Ugghhll."
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"Slowly. Miss. Stacy. Now."
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"Hmm ummphh. Mmmn."
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"Now. Slowly, Miss. That's right. Just as you said you
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would. That's good, Miss Stacy. That mouth. Hurting. Panting.
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Quivering. So good. Take it all, Miss. I know you hurt. That's
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what you wanted. Lick it with your tongue. All right, Miss. Now.
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Swallow. Now. Swallow it, Miss Stacy. Swallow it. Swallow it.
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Swallow it."
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"I'm such a bitch. Punish me. Make me do something I don't
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want to do."
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"Bring Larry."
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"Oh. God. All right. You bastard."
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"Larry will stand against the wall. You will stand against
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Larry. Hard against him. Mashing your body to his from top to
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toe. And I will whip your back, Miss."
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"Hard?"
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"Very hard. So that you will squirm and twist and writhe
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against Larry, so hard, so uncontrollably as I whip you, that
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your body will lash him to such ecstasy that at last he will
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climax. Right through your clothes, right against your pain-
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wracked, wriggling body, he will climax."
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"Oh god. I will too if you whip hard enough."
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"I will, Miss. And then you will crawl for me and use your
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mouth on both of us. And then I shall call your father."
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"Harris--I'll strip for you..."
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