School wasn’t easy for me. I grew up in a rural area before moving to a rough part of the inner city for my final High School year. Being a 'posh white girl' in a predominantly Asian/black school was bad enough. But, add my tiny frame, huge bum, glasses, and acne, and you’ll see that I really struggled. Also, I was socially awkward and only felt comfortable when I was at my dance class. Dance was my life — but my commitme...

Since the night at the rugby club, Paul had continued to mould me into his perfect slut. I’d spent at least half of the last year having his cock inside me and the girl he’d created was a world away from the young innocent who took his cock that the first time.My parents, his wife, and countless other people had nearly caught us. Once, I spent four hours hidden under his bed because his wife had returned early from work a...

Following my initial encounter with Paul my servitude to him had progressed; I had embraced my role as his personal fuck toy and he’d made me aware of desires that I didn't know I possessed. My devotion to pleasing him was absolute. If you’ve read part one of my story and are curious - yes, of course, I sucked Tom’s cock and, as ordered by my Daddy, I sent him the pictures of my cum-covered face! My relationship with Paul...

At the time of this story I was eighteen, had shoulder-length reddish brown hair and a very nice body. I worked out, spending most days in the gym squatting and working on my tight body and big bum, or in college working towards becoming a PE teacher. My evenings were spent in a similarly routine fashion, either helping my Dad and my brothers on our farm or working behind the bar in the local rugby club. We’re a big rugby...