From Cuckpuppy to Fuckdoll

amethyst pulled herself up, sandwiching rebecca between her two mistresses. "after all, you always tell me you feel guilty when she's just watching." "you two...are just the...ugh," she pushed amethyst back and latched the blindfold back on.

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Into the Pit Chapter 4: Movies are a bad first date

Though if she did, she probably couldn't tell amethyst that rebecca was too dangerous. if she did, she could tell amethyst how helga fought her at the gym.

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A Warrior is Made, not Born

amethyst smiled and laughed a bit, "why, can't you fire a bow well silver?" in truth silver was jealous of amethyst because amethyst could fire a bow from a father distance, and far more accurately.

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Being a Third Wheel

She smelled every breath amethyst made, and amethyst smelled hers. their mistress pushed a vibrating bullet into each of their pussies, keeping it low for the set up. even as a competition, rebecca believed she should give in for amethyst.

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Leather Ballad chapter 3: Hood

"good," helga hefted amethyst onto the couch and over her lap, "i think twenty is appropriate," she said as she undid amethyst's leg bindings to get a free view of her cheeks.

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Amethyst and Steven: The Grand Finale

#hashtag" steven got the phone buzzing just before he penetriculated amethyst's haunted house of horrors ride of swollen labia full of mites and ostracods. he was shocked, he wanted amethyst, he loved amethyst, but his man urges were too strong.

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Sins of Our Elders: Chapter 6

Helga smiled, "well i think that can be-" amethyst grabbed the older woman's shirt collar, pulling herself up to her lover's face. "hard, momma. i need to stop being amethyst right now. is that clear?"

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Into the Pit Chapter 5: Fight Night

Her eyes widened as helga kissed amethyst's cheek. fists tightened. it had to just be a motherly thing, right? that's just what close parents do. then amethyst kissed helga, on the lips.

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A Day Well Spent

amethyst was now resting on her elbows, propped up so she could keep watch the little house cat as he reached forward and hooked his fingers in the thin wire of her panties. amethyst rolled her eyes.

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Into the Pit Chapter 7: No Home

But it's clear that even as lovers, amethyst needed to know other people. besides, helga had a lot of friends. it wasn't fair to amethyst that she didn't have any.

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