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Did her brother even know that him saying the spell to activate the magic dildo in the middle of the night could BDSM wake up Maria from sleep? Forcing her to pleasure herself for hours even when he probably had drifted to sleep himself? Ronja guessed the answer was no. She had slept nude since all her nightclothes were missing together with all the other clothes. She went to the wardrobe to look for clothes to wear. Her wardrobe looked bare with all the clothes missing. Only the most daring party clothes Bondage were left. The missing clothes included the skirt Ronja had borrowed from amateurs Maria yesterday. "Ghost, where are my clothes?" Ronja asked. "What is this tone?" the ghost asked. "Have you grown bold from your temporary relief? Anyway I have not removed any kinky clothes since our deal was made," the ghost responded. Ronja tensed, she was very afraid to anger the ghost. There was a very real risk the ghost would take everything out on her when the three days of safety of manipulation was over. "Pretty please, can you please tell me where you hid the clothes before that. I don't want stutter around at home in a mini skirt and top or some party dress," Ronja said. "If you must know I threw them into the trash," the ghost responded nonchalantly. "What about the skirt I borrowed from Maria? You understand I need to return that one," Ronja asked. "Cut in shreds, you should not borrow clothes that are not sexy enough," the ghost taunted. "I hate you," Ronja growled before she could constrain herself. She swallowed deeply as she pulled on a short skirt in fake leather and a blue top she normally only used when visiting the beach at summer time. Luckily there was no reaction from the ghost. She actually still had a number of bras, but with this top she did not need any extra support. The only blonde panties she had was that nasty pair that could give you electric jolts. With the promise from the ghost Ronja supposed it was actually safe to wear the panties, the ghost would violate their deal if it started to mess with the control of the panties. Eventually Ronja decided against using them, she still remembered the jolts from them with dread. "I love it when you are mad at me. Still, I actually might consider allowing you to purchase more modest clothes," the ghost said. We set off very excitedly leaving Liz to wave goodbye from the door. ONE SHOT "Good sissy, say again" as he was fucking me he wanted me to talk but I hadn't a clue. “I also control what and when you eat. We’re considering what she said to us but knowing that you approve of Allison goes a long way with us,” Kay tells me. Hot blasts of my girl-cum fired into the hot depths of Lola's cunt. We continued talking when Jill said “here she is”. Her juices made my cock so slick and... "Umm," said Karen closing her eyes. When we all emerged from the water and went back to the towels, the girls didn’t try to hide their tits and we all sat around talking, the usual ‘where are you from’ stuff. I snuck a finger in her Bondage blonde ass which made her wiggle around amateurs that much more. I arrived at my parents house around 5 pm, dad reserved table around 6.30 pm but i wanted to spend some time BDSM with them before they leave. I myself have done some community theater in the past.” It all started after I blackmailed my father into transferring the multimillion dollar home we grew kinky up in, as well as his millions of dollars of savings and investments into my name, with the help of my mom and sis.