I have to confess I've recently become completely infatuated with my girlfriends daughter, who I recently found out is a complete slut! She's always been super cute but I seen her as a young girl. About a year ago her mother mentioned to me that Chloe (not her real name) asked to go on the pill, which caught me off guard too as I never thought of her like that. Within two months of going in the pill she completely transformed from a skinny little girl to a complete hotty, her tits tripled in size to a large D, her ass went from a small teen ass to this amazing thick bubble butt and her attitude went from meek and mild to sassy and flirty. Her mother has commented that she's becoming a teen which is true...but I suspected a little more than that and have confirmed it!

She looks so amazing now she's all I can think about, she dresses slutty, wears lots of make up, started hanging out with these two girls that I can tell are total sluts, boys are constantly texting her, so I started snooping. At first I would just go through her purse, I found condoms and based on the brands and dates she's been going through at least one a day, which turned me on even more, I would snoop in her room and found lingerie that her mom clearly didn't buy for her. I really wanted to look on her phone but it password protected and like most teen girls it never leaves her side, so for two weeks straight every time she would get a text I would walk by her in hopes of catching her code, finally I did. I waited for a night when she left her phone on the counter to charge and went snooping, what a jackpot!

She would constantly share stories with her one slutty friend Trish, the conversations were never more than a couple days old which means she would delete them every few days, over the next couple months I would check her phone as often as I could. I've found out that she has three regular booty calls plus fucks random guys all the time, that her and Trish give this Devon kid, a friend of theirs, double blowjobs at least 3 times a week plus threesomes once in a while too, and that Chloe can deepthroat all thick 8" of him and always swallows because Trish doesn't like to (lucky fucking kid!). That they just have "girls night" where they lick each others pussy all night and play with "big blue", I didn't know what that meant until I was snooping in her room again and found a big, thick 9" blue silicone dildo!

We left her home alone over night with strict instructions she could only have a few friends over, I knew she was gonna do something fun, the next day when we got back she had cleaned the house which was unusual, including taking the garbage out. The girlfriend assumed she had a little party, I went through the garbage and tied up in a grocery bag was 26 used condoms, i could tell many had been used for anal, two bottles of lube and some ripped thigh highs. Later that night her mother noticed she was kind of limping and asked what was wrong, she said she twisted her knee but I could tell it wasn't a sore knee limp, I can only imagine what went on here with her and her friends! My dick got instantly hard...

A couple more months have gone by and I keep finding out more, her and Trish have added this tiny little blonde named Tamara to their girls night, I've found several more dildos and toys. Chloe always sucks off this older guy who always wants to cum on her face but she "doesn't mind as long as its after school, it kinda make her hot!", that she "loves anal but prefers not to use a condom", she's having threesomes with guys but can't convince them to DP her because they're scared to touch each other, but she did convince them to cum in her pussy one right after the other because she "likes how it feels!"

Where were these girls when I was growing up! I can barely be in the same room as her without getting a hard on now, plus she's gotten super flirty with me and teases on purpose, if her moms not around she'll wear a see through white cotton shirt with no bra and tight yoga pants, I can see her tits through her shirt plain as day, and let me tell you, big teenage "D" tits that formed less than a year ago are the perkiest, firmest, greatest tits you'll ever see, better than any fake tits!

Anyone else out there relate to this....I can't stand it!

a real cum sucking bitch knows it’s not a person. a real nut slobbering cock sleeve knows and loves that it’s inferior men. why would it want equality, respect, and dignity when it can live out it’s days having it’s throat and asshole ruined by cock and it’s gut packed with sperm? a real cumdump whore knows it’s pussy is useless and offers it’s mouth to any man any time no matter what and is always prepared to have it’s asshole ripped apart because it would never ever consider it’s own pleasure, safety or needs.

to these bitches everything is about men. it consumes it’s entire worthless life. it does everything it can to make itself more and more desirable to a man needs. it does everything can to showcase it’s body and does everything to make sure it’s pathetic flesh makes men hard. it debases itself for their amusement and gladly acts as their punching bag and semen receptacle. a truly nasty garbage slut only understands submission and obedience. it will offer men favors of absolutely any kind. it just smiles, nods, agrees, and follows.

the mind of a cumpig is so vacant and devoid of identity that is has no personality or interests of it’s own. it only thinks what men tell it to think and only acts how men want it to act. a subhuman sperm sucker knows it’s whole existence is dedicated to male pleasure. it wallows it’s fragility and weakness and lives to submit and serve. it knows it’s place and loves staying there…all the way down there. for fucking good.

I used to work in a mini-mart. When someone would come in to use the bathroom, I would tell them that the bathroom was out of order. When a girl would come in, I would give her the key. I kept the garbage can clear with a fresh bag after every visit. I would go and check the can after every girl used the bathroom. Once, a girl bled all over her panties and threw them away. She also used a scented tampon which she discarded. I loved to jerk off all over the applicator and the panties. When my Oxycontin whore comes over next time, I'm going to slide the applicator into her pussy and put the panties on her (I have since washed them).
I would also set up my video camera for taking leg shots...never went too far for fear of arrest.

Maggie's imprisonment Part I

    Maggie didn't know it, but she had been chained in her dungeon cell for exactly twenty hours. That was twenty hours of total darkness. Twenty hours of solitude. Twenty hours of painful restraint, forced to stand on her toes. Twenty hours of no food nor water.    Twenty hours of captivity. Maggie was completely nude, stretched and covered with sweat and dust, her legs tainted with her piss that she wasn’t able to retain anymore. What a shame for her!
Her imprisonment only takes a short time. The abductors must have cloroformed her, she didn’t remember it what had happened to her, the last thing she could remember that she was driving in her car. When she woke up, she had been tied up into a hogtie, wrists and ankles bound tightly and very close together, so she could easily touch her heels with her fingers. She was still wearing all her clothes, except her sneakers which had been taken off. Since her youth she hadn’t worn any socks, even in winter, and at home she was always barefoot. Her soles are well calloused and trained.
She started to move but it was difficult because her hands and feet must had been tied up for a long time, they were cold and numb. She hardly was able to wrinkle her fingers and toes. Her mouth has been taped up, and a bag has been pulled over her head. She noted that her big toes were tied together, a small rope cinched tightly between them. She was transported for a long time, in a van, because her tied-up body rocked back and forth.
After a while the van stopped and a door was opened. Powerful hands grabbed her bound and aching body, she was raised on her shoulders and knees, they carried her over a certain distance and laid her on a hard surface. Then she got untied, first the rope which has joined her hands and feet so she was able to stretch her extremely aching back. When the abductor frees her wrists, the cut-off circulation of her hands was restored and Maggie moans loudly. She started to move her burning fingers, her hands seemed to burn in a fire! Quickly a pair of handcuffs were closed around her wrists, firmly pressing in the skin. Her feet were freed just like that, also burning and aching like hell, her ankles got cuffed as fast as her wrists. Then the abductors removed the bag, so she was able to see them the first time.
There were two men, tall and muscular, wearing face masks, both a lumberjack shirt and jeans. They looked like twins, she thought seeing them the first time. She looked around, she was sitting on a table, placed in a huge hall, with walls of old bricks without any windows. There was also no notable door or entrance.
They grabbed her under her arms and lifted her up, from the desk upon her feet. She hardly was able to stand securely because of the numbness, they still felt cold. She noticed that her ankles had been cuffed with shining wide metal cuffs, fitting exactly around them, connected by short chain of ca. 30 cm. They pressed firmly in the skin, so every step was difficult to make and painful. Her wrists must have been cuffed in the same way, she tried to move them and noticed the hard metal squeezing the skin there.
She was pulled forward. Walking unsteadily they crossed the hall where the van was parked, and she was stopped in front of one of the walls. By using a hidden mechanism, the wall began to move and opened a view to a stairway leading downwards, lighted by electric bulbs. They entered the stairs and the wall closed slowly behind them. Her heart beat even faster now because she realized that no one will find her here.
It was difficult for her to went down the stairs, they felt warm and slippery, her still numb soles slipped away various times and the men had to hold her grabbing her arms.
They reached a small room, she was able to see some trash bags lying in a corner, obviously filled well. One of the men removed her wrist cuffs and told her to strip. Slowly she moved her swollen and cold fingers to opens her blouse, soaked with sweat, took it off and also the under shirt that she wears in the cold season. Because of her small breats she hadn’t used bras during her youth and her husband has encouraged her to continue until now. She hesitated by trying to cover her topless breasts with her hands, but the abductor ordered her to move faster. She pulled down her jeans and her slip fastly, unable to take them off because of her still cuffed feet. Her arms were grabbed and she was cuffed on her wrists again behind her back, the cold metal bite in the bruised and swollen skin there. She winced because of the sudden pain, but didn’t make a noise. Then one of the men leaned forward and uncuffed her ankles. The pain was intense, the skin there hurting brutally. The man pulled her clothes from her legs, the ankles were cuffed tightly again. She was able to watch it, the bright shackles were pressed firmly together, with a click they seemed to close automatically. The men took a few steps back to admire their new prisoner: At forty-one years old, Maggie did not have the typical body of a 41-year-old American woman. She exercised daily. She watched what she ate. She didn't smoke or do any type of drugs and used a regular regimen of vitamins and supplements. At 169 cm, she weighed in at only 54 kilos. Despite having born a total of three children, she had no signs of stretch marks and had no c-section scars. Her belly was flat and tight, her small breasts sagged only a bit with age, her hard and long nipples erected even more hardly. He touched them, also the piercing that she wears there since she was a teenager. As a young girl, with 13, she placed small barbells there with the consent of her parents, then she fell in love with her husband, who was her first boyfriend. He liked the idea that a woman always should wear a piercing in her nipples, so she continued since more than 28 years. When she was pregnant the first time, they decided that she should wear rings, and her husband found a perfect par, with a segment close that couldn’t be opened accidentally when the baby was sucking at her nipples. So she was able to breastfeed her three children with the piercings placed. They only know her mother with ringed nipples because she never took them off. Her two daughters were convinced that is normal for a female to wear rings like this and asked her when they will be old enough get them, too. With the years, they decided to stretch the piercing holes, up to 4 mm in diameter. She was fascinated by the idea closing them permanently. Therefor he filled a strong glue in the openings of the rings, closed the segments and later filled the small spaces with a solder, heating and polishing the rings carefully. He was very successful, since 13 years the rings formed am permanent part of her body, shining bright on her dark tanned skin. Everyone who has seen her topless wondered about the seamless and smooth appearance of theses rings and the way how they would have been placed. She never told anything about it, it was her secret.
Being pinched intensely, her nipples even got more harder. Her smooth and shaved crotch, yet a little bit wet after the harsh bondage treatment, began to wet even more. The men seemed to note it, they touched her crotch and put their fingers in her pussy. She trembled and tried to free herself, but the guys grabbed her firmly and stimulated her more. She got really hot and her liquids gather in vagina more and more. When they retracted their fingers, her crotch started to leak, dripping like hell, her juice running down her legs. She was frightened, reacting like this in front of her brutal abductors. But this was just the way her husbands had treated her since she married him, twenty years ago: He was fascinated by her feet, elegant, slim and with long toes. So he told her to be barefoot as often as possible, a plea which she fulfilled him without any difficulties. He like to tie her up before making sex, stripping her slowly and cinching soft ropes tightly around her wrists and ankles, her hands behind her back. Often they stood side by side for a long time, kissing themselves, her eyes blinded with a scarf, her cotch fingered as intensely like the abductors did recently. After getting extremely wet, he penetrated her always in doggy style from behind, then they lie nude together side by side and in the first years her bonds were loosen before falling asleep, when the children still were small and they had to care about them. Later he asked her to stay tied up all the night, he added a ball gag and some ropes at her elbows and knees. The first time she was not able to fell asleep, being excited all the time, so he had to take her another time in the morning. But with the course of time she got used to it. Now she slept without a problem, tightly tied up in his arms.
One of her abductors grabbed an empty garbage bag, filled it with her clothes and threw it over the mountain of the other bags lying there. There must many other persons who has been treated like her, she thought. She was grabbed around her left bicep, and lead her away. Her body jerked forward and her bare feet slid another time on the stone floor They her another time to a wall, another secret mechanism was used to open a door, that revealed another stairway, dark and humid. The men used a torch to enlighten it, they went down and she noted the warm and musty air rising up.

To be continued….

This will be my first confession and know there will be no nudes or some extravagant tale of how I got with my sister or daughter or what not. This will just be a simple confession of something I need to get off my chest. Before I get started, I will point out that both my current girlfriend and my Ex are under age while I am not but I have parental consent. Be warned, this is a long story.

So here it is. When I was still in school I met this girl in world of warcraft, I was actually introduced to her through her father who I had known for about a year or so in game. She and I hit it off and became really good friends, we would talk about anything and everything, tease each other, overall we just had some really good times. I found out she lived in america, about 1600 km south of where I lived in canada. Eventually I couldn't afford WoW anymore, we kept in touch through facebook but the messages started coming less and less. Then in march of 2012 my mother passed away, I was only 20 so needless to say I was pretty messed up by it. I decided to make a change in my life, I had always been careful about every single decision I'd made so others would approve but from then on, I just wanted to do things for my own happiness. Summer rolled around and finally I got a message from her, for the sake of the story we will call her Jenn. So Jenn messaged me and we got to talking again. It was great, like we never stopped talking. We started talking about what we've been up to, she asked about my mom and such, but something seemed off with Jenn, something was bothering her and she seemed to have changed a little. Anyway we would talk about her boy troubles, you know the common douchebags that only want one thing and when they don't get it they cheat. I gave her some advice on how to get the attention of this new boy she liked and made the joke that if he still didn't want her, I would take her. Not fully serious but she was a very attractive girl and if I had the opportunity I really would. Anyway we kept talking about things here and there, about my job, her school etc. One day Jenn told me she was having problems with her boyfriend, turned out she was now seeing that boy and though they cuddled, they hadn't done it yet, the problem was they had an argument about it, she wasn't ready and he was so that day instead of going to see her like they planned, he payed a visit to his ex girlfriend, I'm sure you all get the picture. So obviously my advice was for her to dump his ass and not waste the tears on him. About a week later Jenn messages me, I could tell she was upset so I answered even though I was at work, she told me she took him back, they had sex and then he blew her off again for his ex and was flirting with another girl. I told her that's why I said to leave him, that he was only after sex and once he got it he would move on to the next trophy. She agreed and dumped him on the spot. We kept talking and I made the joke again that I would take her, although I meant it a little more this time and to my surprise Jenn replied with "can you please?". Just like that it was like a light bulb went off in my head, why not? I was 21 years old with no obligations, no commitments, I wasn't doing anything profound with my life and worse yet, I wasn't happy.

So we started a long distance relationship, I made plans to move to the southern part of Canada so that if I were to go visit here, I could make the trip in one days drive. I got a texting plan on my phone so I could text her instead of always using facebook and of course from there we started sexting. This is about the time when I found out she was only 16... yeah not my brightest moment. But we got past that, we continued sexting, talking, I moved down south. Finally I found out what was different about her since the time we played wow together, it turns out, around the time my mother died, Jenn was drinking at a party and someone was feeding her everclear (and probably something else) Jenn was raped that night by a friend of her sisters, that was her first sexual experience. The night I found out I went to the gym and broke my hand on the heavy bag. So we continued our long distance relationship and I was working on getting a car, Jenn started to get a little more adventurous with our sexting and wanted to exchange naughty pics, obviously I didn't say no. She was magnificent, Jenn had a well toned body from soccer that was just starting to get a little plump because she had been off with an injury, she had long brown hair, beautiful green eyes, a nice sized runners ass, long legs and oh my god that rack! 16 year olds these days, god damn! I convinced her to take a bet that if I could guess her bra size she would send me a tit pic, because at this point all I got was lingerie pics. I took a good look at her pics, noticed the bras she wears are a little tight and came up with 34-C, BINGO! I got my tit pic! I told her she should move up to a D but she was in denial about her boobs getting bigger. So things kept moving along, Christmas rolled around which was when I had hoped to visit her for the first time, but I ended up not being approved for the car loan so I was saving money for a car instead. I could tell Jenn was getting tired of waiting, so I decided I would go for a cheaper car. It was about mid January, I texted Jenn to let her know I was going to look at a car the following Tuesday, she said cool and that was pretty much the most I could get out of her for the next few weeks. Finally, I had my car paid for, it was in the shop getting the safety and e-test done and I was looking forward to driving to Jenn's to surprise her for Valentines day, It was currently only the 6th of February though, that night I went online, ordered a nice bouquet of flowers with a silver heart pendant that was hanging on the vase. The next day I texted Jenn, this is our conversation.

Me (3pm): 1 week ;)

Me (5pm): I hope you'll be home next thursday after school (that's when the flowers were scheduled to arrive and me shortly after)

Me (9pm still no response and she had been doing this for a while): You must be pretty pissed off with me :(

Jenn (9:30pm): I can't do this.

Me: what do you mean?

Jenn: Any of it.

Me: Please don't, I getting things in order, I'm so close.

Jenn: it's not that b

Me: than what?

Jenn: It's me. I'm done. I have this nasty habit of pushing people away. That's what I've done. I'm sorry I'm horrible.

The conversation continues but the last text I ever received from her was "I don't like you anymore" she then blocked me on facebook and blocked my number. Just like that I was tossed to the side like a dirty rag, treated like garbage, feeling disposable and to add insult to injury, the flowers were non-refundable... she still received them on valentines day.

The month before all this I was introduced to my uncles best friend and his daughter, who had just gone through a breakup of her own. We were starting to become friends at this point. Shortly after valentines day I started seeing her, she was my rebound girl, no doubt about it. To this day I am still with her. I am now 22 and she will be 18 at the end of the month. I feel guilty though cause she really loves me but I'm still hurt, I still think about Jenn every night, I can't get her out of my head and it kills me. I just found out Jenn is with someone now, and when I was told, I cried, I hadn't cried since my moms funeral. I never was a crier, I could probably count the number of times I've cried in the last 15 years on one hand, but that hurt.

So that's my story of how I fell in love, only to be thrown away like garbage yet still I want her back. Before anyone asks if I'm gonna share the nudes she sent me, know that they have been deleted. The day she dumped me I deleted all the pictures she ever sent me. Thanks for reading.