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The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely trying and tempting conditions.
The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all comers, male and female alike. The man who, during the strip show at a stag party, climbs up on the stage with the girl and performs with her in front of his friends. The couple who, under group pressure, reluctantly join the neighborhood wife-swappers.
Tanya Harris is one of these outwardly proper and quite normal people. But within her a love of degradation and a desire to be debased lies coiled like a snake, waiting only for the proper stimulus to arouse it.
TANYA IN CHAINS — a fictional story about a society that refuses to face many of its real problems.
“You’re so big in me,” moaned Tanya, struggling passionately with her boyfriend on the huge waterbed. The wave motion under her carried the woman up and down, sending the prick ever deeper into her pussy. She loved the feeling. But there had to be more to fucking than just this. There had to be or it would not be worth the sweat and time and effort.
“Do it again,” he urged. “What you were doing with your pussy. I need to feel that cunt of yours smashing down hard around my prick.”
She tensed and relaxed her cunt walls and felt his cock jerk in lusty response. He was big. Bigger than she had any right to expect from his behavior out of bed. Charlie was an okay sort of guy but he left a lot to be desired in his approach to life.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.