wideeyedone
Baby did a bad, bad thing
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When he removed his hand, Megan curled up on the cot, pulling the robe tight around her.
"I am not a bad girl." She whispered. She looked up at him as he walked away. "I can be a good girl. I really can."
She closed her eyes and slept for just for a while. She had such vivid and sexual dreams. She was touched and kissed and bitten and used by Hank, her professor and her captor. She awakened with a gasp, sitting up a little startled.
She had to concentrate very hard, but the memory of what had happened came back to her. She could remember writhing on the cot as her captor fingered her.
"Damn pervert." She muttered. But her cheeks were flushed with shame.
"I am not a bad girl." She whispered. She looked up at him as he walked away. "I can be a good girl. I really can."
She closed her eyes and slept for just for a while. She had such vivid and sexual dreams. She was touched and kissed and bitten and used by Hank, her professor and her captor. She awakened with a gasp, sitting up a little startled.
She had to concentrate very hard, but the memory of what had happened came back to her. She could remember writhing on the cot as her captor fingered her.
"Damn pervert." She muttered. But her cheeks were flushed with shame.