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 At first she was all frills. A princess in her truest form. Puffy dresses and crowns set plastic jewels, but as we grew older her dresses grew more tight, her breasts a bit more budding. Soon the neighbor boys japan weren’t just pretending to capture her, it became a game of gray areas and fuzzy boundaries. The boys would tie her up, we’d sword fight, and she’d be freed. But eventually the sword fights got harder, and the knots in her bindings grew harder to untie. 
 By ten we amateur were all too old for the game but nobody had told us to stop playing it, so none of us did. Our Princess however was not always interested in playing, but what Princess is suppose to want to be captured? It was her unwillingness that we relied on to suspend our disbelief, to make the game fun. We’d be drawing with chalk in her drive way, and they’d ride up on their bikes. “Wanna play the game?” They’d ask.
“Not today.” She’d say, kind but a bit pleading. 
I drew my wooden sword and we’d mock battle, me pretending to lose, and they’d push her down, or take her chalk then pull her away while she yelled, 
 “stoppppp, I don’t want to play this right now!”

 a long time ago they learned it was best to have a bandana on hand or some duck tape. The last thing we needed was for her to get parents involved that didn’t understand the game. 
I’d give them a head start, pretending to summon a dragon or to heal myself before the big battle and then I’d have to track them through the woods behind our houses to find where they hid her.
 This time I was impressed. they’re bikes were parked at the edge of the forest but their tracks went in all directions. It took me a lot longer than normal to find them, and it was only do to her yell that I did at all.

They had a make-shift fort from asian nailed together dry wood and sheet metal. She was gagged this time with what looked like both duck tape a nd the bandana. Her hair flowed down past her waist but it looked a bit mussed from the struggle and her dress was slightly torn. She was on tits the ground on her knees with her arms tied to her sides in a coil of rope and her eyes looked puffy from tears.
 
“Did you hurt her?” I asked, suddenly upset.
 The oldest boy was in front, sword voyeur in hand. 

“She bit me. So I pushed her. She’s fine. Since when do Princesses bite?” 

I pulled out my sword. Ready to fight and win. 

“Let’s change the rules” the boy said. “Just this once.” 

“The game’s rules don’t change. that’s one of the rules.” I say, impatient for battle. 

“Unless we all agree. If you win, like normal. You take her. If you lose, she stays for a little bit. Again and again he bathed my bud with his tongue and soon I couldn’t take it anymore. I’d been mentally preparing myself for this for a long time. Staggering to my feet, I turned to look at my reflection in the wardrobe mirror and winced. “I thought I just did.” As she pulled away, she let her fingers trail along his neck. “My poor Vasso” Susan replied, and immediately there was a rasping cry from Carissa tits as two toes were suddenly and brutally rammed into her arse. She peaked japan first, “OH GAWD DAVID. They may have a job or school but they live with their Master. It still wasn't going to be enough. ‘What the hell’ I thought as I virtually did the splits above Jon and the old man. I glanced down to see Jon smiling and the old mad drooling. I want to see a nice big come!” I amateur snapped excitedly. Next morning I headed back to the base and that night and the next two weeks were pure hell with rockets, motars and sappers in the wire. “Oh, Cindy… so much has happened over the last few weeks…” Round 2 would be shortly turning the corner. Pleasure fluttered through me as she stroked me. My moans echoed through the shower as she lapped me clean, her tongue stud hard against voyeur my sensitive petals. She smiled that wicked smile and said, "I told Lisa I needed to go to the bathroom." To think about what I could do for my town, Rainier, first. I moan loudly, accepting his big cock and making me squirt a bit more. But, he told me I couldn’t touch Lori! I wouldn't want to have missed watching that cute cleaning-girl fuck her CEO. They had coffee ready for Dakota, Mom, and Jill. "Nevermind, I'm not answering your questions, alright?" But even after Paul dropped me off and said his goodbyes, she didn’t answer back. Raj: Can you see what they are doing? Walking up to 1-T cell door, Tom asked Officer King if the inmate had been good, overnight. The conversation then turned to the usual topic of Kelly telling Suzi she should buy a dildo and all the pleasures that go with it. I was like a tornado and cleared house. They will be like little lap dogs begging for it.” Besides being personal heroes to him, the Five were also heroes to many others. “But keep your shirt on.” I winked asian at her.