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As I turned toward my apartment door, I was surprised by the bright flash rushing over the blinds of my neighbor’s window, and my heart began to pound in the start of the sudden light. I hoped it wasn’t me they were coming on for, since I was only attempting to enjoy the small area allotted to me in my lease. I was ready to call it a night, and slip back in through my door, when I heard the muffled scream of my neighbor “You now what, FUCK YOU!” I had met the neighbor once or twice. She was a young woman, perhaps in her late twenties. She had long hair, but it was dyed, and it seemed to change color every time I had seen her. While I can’t say I knew her well, I did know I hadn’t heard her yelling before, and it gave me pause to hang around. I can admit I was being a nosey neighbor, and instead of going inside I pulled out another smoke, lighting it with a flick of the wrist. This time I stepped back, and stayed near my door. I waited to see if the light would go off again, or whether the argument would continue on. Much to my dismay, neither took place, and as I reached the end of my second cigarette, my cover story had literally gone up in smoke. I glanced over at the window one last time, hoping for something to stop me from going in, and that was when I noticed the crack between the blind, and the edge of the window. There was enough light to make me think I could get a glimpse inside, but I wondered if it was worth the possibility of being caught. I guess I am just a deviant at heart, and I crept over to the edge, hoping for a Pissing view inside. The blinds were off the shelf, nothing custom, and the lapse in coverage gave me a half an inch of opening. Much to my nefarious pissed on mind, I had to thank the landlord for being cheap, and the woman inside for not having the forethought to put up window dressings. I peered into the crack, bringing the interior into view. As I scanned the room, I could make out the television on the opposite peeing on wall. Underneath lay a dark wood entertainment center, something you might pick up from the local discount department store. It was covered in electronics and tchotchkes, but they were all placed there with care. I moved my eye across the room more. In the center sat a bamboo wicker style coffee table, which appeared to be a real reject from Pier 1 imports, but they sell those things to someone. Apparently I had found one of their recipients. I had to laugh at the design, I never understood how you could put a cup of coffee on the top, which rendered the construction useless in my eyes. Taking up the L-shaped corner of the rest of my view lay a standard sectional couch, the three seats coming toward me to the window, and the loveseat portion riding the back wall of the unimpressive cookie cutter layout. The fabric of the huge piece of furniture was trying to mimic leather, but the low quality gave itself away in the worn areas, and there was no thickness you might expect from the real thing. Finally, tucked into the corner nearest the window, a tall metal post lamp stretched toward the ceiling, which was what gave the blinds such a bright wash of light. The room wasn’t a matching set, but piecemeal in the way it was all put together. The girls were just dropping off to sleep when they heard the muffled bump as Mike fell out of bed. She said as she dropped down and started to kiss Anita's shoes. Soon the floor was full of people. She went over to the other side of the desk and bent down to pick up one of the chairs. Since the NYE was over, it was time to reset. I was not thinking a lot by that time and moved my hands from her waist to her upper back. Dads always want their daughters to be virgins and innocent. I sat on the bed and told her to sit next to me. Then I flicked through the photos. His breath was hot in her ear. The fan and open window helped stir the room up a bit pissed on and the stale air drifted away. As a matter peeing on of fact, I never saw a human face mimic the look on his face before. I didn’t know what to say, and the longer Pissing I went without saying anything, the more I was probably confirming to Chris that something was wrong. He zipped up, thanked me and left.

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She needed to be a whore in order to make money. (Part of her told her she needed to be a whore because she *was* a whore, but she tried to ignore it.) And Pissing it wasn't like she could have real friends. Everyone who she had ever talked to in her life had seen her website by now, had seen her masturbating while she had her tits beaten at a public playground and all the other degrading things there. She had sent many of those people personalized invitations to rape her. Even if she met new people, she would likely slut up against them and want to peeing on touch their cocks. That was who she was now. She didn't even need to do anything for people to know she was a slut. They would know just by looking at her. They had always known, by her pink slut hair pissed on and her giant tits - even bigger now, since she'd started lactating. They'd know her by her clothes. The only clothes she owned made her look like a fucktoy. She didn't know if she could bring herself to buy normal nice-girl clothes even if she could afford them. Even if she could find ones that fit her massive udders. Even if she somehow convinced anyone to like her as a person, that would only last until she saw a dog on the street and sucked it off or let it fuck her. No one would be confused about her being a nice girl after that. And what about her girls, Taylor and Erica? They had never been the subject of the original blackmail. Their misery was for entirely different reasons. Taylor was blackmailed by Alistair, and it was through Alistair's permission that Laura got to own and abuse and rape the little slut. Alistair wouldn't let Taylor move away. (Although, she though, Alistair's blackmail material had been the threat of embarrassing Taylor, and Taylor could hardly be more embarrassed than by the videos of her on Laura's website.) Erica, on the other hand, let herself be tortured because she was just naturally a submissive fake-lesbian slut. When the waiter did arrive the poor man didn’t know where to look. There were a few people on both levels. Eyeing Sam's pussy. She turned to look at the comatose slut behind her and actually felt a little sorry for her. She was conscious she had breathed in and out very deeply, and the silence hung in the air as she waited for Jackson to speak. The gush of his semen caused her to choke but she rapidly swallowed, as she drained him she looked up, her eyes sparkled, she grinned with semen oozing from both sides of her mouth, she licked like a cat after lapping up milk then rested her head on his thigh, sighed with satisfaction and dozed off. She easily got back up to her feet and made her way over to me. She pulls me off the ground, then grabs my chin and forces my head sideways as she looked over where the guy hit me. “Too early to tell pissed on if that’s going to leave a mark,” she says as she runs her hand over it causing me to wince. Oh, fuck! He was shocked. I waited for about twenty five minutes and saw her approaching her car from the gym. She squealed into her gag as she hurriedly got to her feet and Sam pushed her back onto the couch. I overheard their dads tell my dad that both peeing on girls had been dating football players but 'those boys' were only Pissing trying to have sex with them. She was only able to change it enough to conceal the role of her blackmailer. Already his cheek was swelling up. I groaned, my dick shuddering. Standing barefoot at five foot one inch he towered over her so when he kissed her she had to tilt her head back and turn her face up and he crouched down a little and tilted his face down. She closed her eyes and drifted off into a fantasy, when the headlights from a car flashed in front of her. Once I had gotten most of it out of her hair (although it would take two shampoos to get it fully clean again) I pressed my body up against hers, my erection poking lazily at the cleft of her ass. As she turned and looked, he nodded his head. We didn’t wake up until housekeeping knocked our door. I hated the conflict between my mind and body. It was already making its presence known and when Trevor touched it, it started throbbing. It forced the body to conform to a desired shape by squeezing in just the right places.


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