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Owning a Dominant Bitch - Complete
Date: 8/9/2016, Categories: BDSM Fetish, Hardcore Author: qudduse
... advanced classes immediately. I had no intention of changing in the middle of the school year but the principal was convinced I would be able to take on the extra work without a problem. After an hour of back and forth I settled for one advanced class. My parents agreed and I was bumped into a different math class for the remainder of the year. You should have seen the faces of the other students as I walked into my first day of the advanced class. These were honor students and, although I was cool with them in the hall, they didn’t seem to be very excited to see me there. The only people excited to see me were the Three Amigos. Those guys were pumped that I was going to be in their class and wanted me to sit in the front row next to them. I politely declined and moved to the back of the room as usual. It turned out that the class was freaking hard! I wouldn’t wasn’t going to be able to coast through like I had in algebra. For the first time, I had to do homework and study for a class. I also met Katy in this class and we got along great. It bothered me a little that Diane was so cold to her but Katy didn’t seem to mind. Because I was getting so much sex from Diane I never pushed to get anything from Katy. We were friends and although she was hot she never dressed to impress. It didn’t matter to me; I enjoyed her company and her sharp wit. Katy was funny and quick, always with a smile and joking around. Diane was definitely jealous but, as Smitty reminded me, she was just my ...
... fuck buddy. After a few weeks I asked Katy out and she seemed surprised. “What about your girlfriend?” “Diane isn’t my girlfriend,” I told her. Katy looked suspicious and I decided to tell her the truth. I told her about Diane and our adventures. I figured she would tell me to screw off but she listened and even prodded for more detail. When I finished she sat quietly thinking about it. “Ok,” she finally said. “Ok what?” I asked. “I will go out with you but I have one condition,” she hesitated, “Diane has to go with us.” Chapter 4 My job at the garage was working out well. It gave me extra money and I had come across a steal on an old Chevelle that one of the customers wanted to get rid of. Jesse, my boss, helped me with the paper work and gave suggestions on how to proceed on restoring it. He even stayed late on Tuesday nights to help me work on the car to get it in shape. I think because I caught on fast he was willing to be helpful. “She’s going to be a hell of a sl**per when she’s done,” he told me. All I could see at the moment was an old car with a blown straight six motor. He assured me I would see it differently later on. The boxing gym was a blast. Smitty was always happy to see me and even happier when Diane came along. I had her wearing more and more revealing outfits just for him and I could tell he really appreciated it. Smitty began trying to talk me into taking a match at a local boxing event that was being held in a few months. I wasn’t sure if I would be up ...