Who is Pollyanna?

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A girl who enjoys sexual freedom. Who seeks pleasure through pain. Who is eager to explore her sexuality through friendship and experimentation. A girl who loves easily and wants to be loved, fucked and abused in return. A seemingly fragile flower who offers herself to trusted people as a plaything.

Apr 10, 2010

Owned

I was sent up to the room to wait for him. Ordered to be naked in position. And so I was, kneeling on all fours on the bed, legs apart, open and inviting.

He came up behind me and secured a collar around my neck. Snapped a leash onto the collar and pulled it back tight lifting my head high. Wanted to check his purchase. Ran his hands over my body, probing my intimate places. Professed himself satisfied with me. That I would do.

Warned me to be obedient. My hesitance in responding earned me a sharp slap across the face and I whimpered in pain. He yanked my collar tight pulling me against him. Still I didn't know what he looked like. Tried to be brave as he whipped me. Tried to be obedient and take it.

Once I was sufficiently marked he mounted me from behind. Fucked my pussy and then my ass. Hard and uncompromising. I cried as he took me, took ownership of me, had his pleasure. Then left me, crying face down on the bed.

Mr Shine, Mr Mine.

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