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I wake up to a woman laughing. It was just last year when my mother passed away, not even enough time for the grass to grow over her grave and my dad is already dating another woman. I hear a song playing, it's my mother's favorite song, and I hear the woman laugh again-- she sounds so familiar. I get out of bed and I open the door, the music is louder, the scent of my mother's favorite recipe wafts through the air. I pass by the coat rack and see her favorite scarf, pink silk, still fresh with her perfume. I see her sitting, her famous thick blonde hair, her petite frame. How is she here? I must be dreaming. I hear the sound of my father talking, and I reach out and touch my mother's hair, she turns around my heart sinks. I feel as if I've been knocked on my ass, out of my warm and comfortable dream, the idea that my mother could still be alive. The woman is an imposter, she smiles, she is beautiful, but she is not my mother. But there is something about her, she's so similar to my mother, I can't hate her. There's something that keeps me lingering by her door, something that beckons me to be so bold as to open it. I want to be by her. I want her to hold me. I want her to kiss me. I want to feel comforted. I want her to be mine.
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Ever since my stepsister, Scarlett Sage, became a Social Media Influencer, her personality has changed. She's no longer my best friend, my stepsister, the girl who had to "snuggle" in my tiny twin-sized bed, clutching my body like a doll so she could fall asleep. We used to be so happy together, but now her happiness is ruled by how many 'likes' her photos get. She can't be seen out in public with me, Shyla Jennings-- I only have 36 followers. She is obsessed with building a network of popular friends to go on staged outings where they pretend to "live life to the fullest.". Scarlett holds her phone in her hand as she tells me about some crises where her ex-bestie has more followers than her. I'm picking up sticks to throw in a burning barrel, it's a chore that was given to the both of us, but ever since Scarlett's newfound celebrity, I pick up the slack. Scarlett's ego has been out of control, and I'm getting fed up. I also suspect her and her former bestie were lovers, and that is where her true outrage and obsession lies. I decide it's time to show Scarlett, the hard way, that there is more to life than 'likes,' and 'shares.' She needs to be knocked down a peg, but how is that going to get me off? Watch the story unfold..
Well well well, what have we here? An impertinent slave stealing her Mistress's pantyhose! I won't stand for it. Pantyhose as fine as mine are not a right. They are a privilege!
If you like the feel of the nylon so much, little wench, then you shall wear them - and nothing else. Strip naked and bend over my knee. You'll receive a due punishment while wearing those pantyhose you loved so much, you had to sneak them behind my back.
Now I'll grind the gusset of my pantyhose against yours and force you to cum for me. The flush of shame in your cheeks urges me to a climax of my own. That will teach you to steal from your Mistress!
