1. Katie the Krispy Kreme Klepto


    Date: 6/16/2015, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, BDSM, Blackmail, Bondage and restriction, Discipline, Domination/submission, First Time, Male/Female, Older Male / Female, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Spanking, Stockholm Syndrome, Toys, Virginity, Written by women, Author: ravebloodnymph, Rating: 68.8, Source: sexstories.com

    In all my life, all my years and years of stealing, I’ve never gotten caught and of all times, I get caught stealing donuts. Literally a hand-in-the-cookie-jar moment, with powdered sugar smeared over my lips and fingers sticky from jelly. I’m Katherine. Katie, that is. I live in a shitty part of town in a shitty part of New Jersey. Mom and Dad left a while ago, so it’s just me and my three younger brothers, Max and Mark, the twins, and Alex, the youngest. He’s only eight and he still doesn’t really get why mom and dad left. I think he still thinks they’re on vacation…you know, the one they never came back from. I never even told Mark and Max that they had left me a note and a couple hundred dollars telling me I needed to take care of them. Gee, thanks guys, that couple hundred dollars didn’t even pay our rent for the month. So now we’re sleeping at a cheap motel and I gotta scrounge for what I can find. We eat McDonald’s way too often and I work as best as I can at the local grocery store, but the pay sucks and so does sorting through rotting tomatoes and spoiled grapefruits. I’ve definitely had better jobs, but at least at this one, no one tries to grope me in the storage room, like they did when I worked at Rite Aid. I’ll admit, I’ve become a bit of a thief. I never steal a lot though! Just food, usually, or some cheap dollar store toy for Alex. I’m just trying to help my family out, you know? Anyway. It was after my shift was over and there was a Dunkin Donuts up the ...
    street. I was starving, and it was late, about one in the morning or so. I knew from experience that the Dunkin Donuts left the back door open, where they kept all the donuts. So I snuck in. It was really quiet and dark in the back, and I stopped to listen for a moment. Most of the lights were off, I think only the drive thru was open. I heard quiet chatter from the employees and quickly hurried to the shelves of donuts. I knew I should bring some home for my brothers, so I shoved a couple in my bag that I knew they’d like for breakfast in the morning. I won’t take any more than six. That way, there’s two for each of the boys. Like I said, I was starving, so I decided that one more wouldn’t hurt. I picked a big plump powdered jelly donut off the bottom shelf and took a big bite. Jelly squirted out of the back onto my hand and I moaned quietly. Jelly donuts were my favorites. The light flicked on and I froze, my back to the door. I heard two quiet footsteps that then stopped behind me. I straightened and turned slowly, my eyes wide and my mouth still full. It’s the owner! I thought. Sure enough, he stood there, tall and menacing, arms crossed over his chest. He slowly unfolded them and reached behind him, pulling the door closed with a soft click. My eyes traveled frantically over him and I swallowed, the previously-delicious donut feeling like a lump of lead in my throat. “Uh…um…” I stammered, my voice cracking with fear. He had bright green eyes that seemed to pierce into me and ...
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