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Dee's Cribthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:bondage, 1822 words)

Author: Oliver Twisted Picture in profile
Added: Jul 28 2001Views / Reads: 3381 / 2766 [82%]Story vote: 6.33 (6 votes)
Dee's closing up at the baby store when she encounters her boyfiends buddy, he teaches her to be the slut she knows she really is. Light bondage and domination.
 


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That’s it, finally all the waddling prego’s and screaming brats were out of the store. Dee couldn’t believe she had actually taken this job, a baby store for god sakes, she wouldn’t be caught dead in such a place but she had to meet the rent somehow if she wanted to stay in school. A big future ahead of her she thought as she closed the till and locked the doors. She was young, girl-next-door type, and a no stretch marks or sagging tits for her, no she would keep her trim, tight body as long as possible. It made her sick to see the waddling trash walk into the store day after day. She turned off half the lights in the store and was walking towards the back to lock the rear door when she heard the knock on the glass. It must be Bill, her current boyfriend, he was suppose to be here earlier, better late than never, she needed the ride home.

As Dee got closer to the door she saw it wasn’t Bill at all, but his buddy Al. Christ couldn’t he do one thing right and pick her up himself, he was probably too pissed to drive again, well at least he sent someone. She opened the door and let Al in, his huge frame filled the door frame, so out of place among baby cribs and prams. He never played any sports but if he had it would definitely be football she thought. 6’ 3” 240 lbs. and not an ounce of fat, more of a farm-boy than a English major.

“I’ll just be a minute, I have to lock the back door” and she moved towards the door not even giving him a sideways glance. He was just an ...

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