Author: Kayla

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A quick trip to Florida sounded like a nice break. So when a friend I’ve been FUCKING invited me down for the weekend to meet his family, I was excited to go. Dan and I loaded up just a few bags and hopped in his truck for a road trip. I was looking forward to all the DIRTY HOTEL SEX we’d be having along the way! Not to mention the amount of road head I could get in from Nevada to Florida.

I remembered Lori lives in Florida and any time I can, I try to meet up with my fellow CANDY GIRLS. After messaging her, she told me to stop on by for a few drinks and GIGGLES. Dan wasn’t too thrilled to meet a co-worker of mine before seeing his mom, but I batted my thick lashes and POUTED out my lower lip until he agreed.

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Sweet Lovin’ Kayla 1844-332-2639 ext 357

The van drove for hours and hours. Never stopping once. Not even to let Kayla eat or use the restroom. She SCREAMED and begged for the monster to pull over. She cried that she had to use the potty but he only laughed that wicked laugh and continued to drive. Tears spilled down her face when her bladder COULD TAKE NO MORE.

Scared and wet, she curled into the tiniest ball on the floor of the van and cried herself to sleep. Little Kayla didn’t know how far away from home she’d gotten but she knew it would be almost impossible to find her way back now.

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Sweet Lovin’ Kayla 1844-332-2639 ext 357

Ever since she could remember, Kayla dreamed of meeting her very own Prince Charming. The kind of knight in shining armor that would scare away her demons and hold her tight the whole night through. She imagined what it would be like to be the LADY OF THE HOUSE. In a big castle where she would cook and clean and be an OBEDIENT WIFE.

However, in all of her dreams, she didn’t imagine the thick cuff locked around her ankle that kept her chained inside her fake little house. For it wasn’t a home she ended up in, but a prison and that Prince Charming she’d always longed for? Instead, he was MONSTER like she’d never known could be possible.

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