Your Virgin Ass
By: Kjeirstin (peach69kah420@yahoo.com)
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I suck your big cock into my mouth and rub the underside with my tongue. I then step back and order you to turn over with your ass in the air. I tie your hands to the head of the bed. I tie your feet to each bottom post and you are spread out ready for me to ravage your body. I pull a whip from the bedside table strike it across your bare ass.

I lick your body from toe to neck, pausing to tongue your pink little asshole, while slapping you with the whip, causing red welts to form. I reach under your body and massage your enlarged cock. I put down the whip and grab something else from the table, but you can’t see since my body is in the way. I run my hand up and down your back as my other hands moves from your dick to your balls and back again. You tense up as you feel my finger pressing against your virgin asshole. Your sphincter tries to keep my invading finger out, but I keep a constant pressure on it until you give way and my finger is into your ass up to my 2nd knuckle. I spit on my finger to help with the friction. I work my finger in and out and your gasps of pain change to moans of pleasure.

I’ve worked my finger into your ass as far as it will possibly go. After a few minutes of this assault, I removed my finger and your ass feels empty. I reach behind me with both hands and cover them with lube. I put one hand back on your cock and the other picks up whatever I had taken off the table earlier. You feel something cold against your asshole and you turn to see me holding an 8 dildo (attached to a harness) against your backside. You try to protest, but your restraints prevent this soon the head of the dildo is buried in your ass. Calm down, fighting it will only make it worse. I tell you.

I let your hole adjust to the rubber penis, but soon I’m working it in and out of your stretched rosebud, each time pushing it farther in. It doesn’t take long before it has disappeared entirely into your rectum. I leave my seat next to you with the dildo still in your ass. I loosen the ties on your feet a little and order you on your knees. I refasten your restraints and step onto the bed behind you. I step into the harness and tighten it against my body. I drip more lube onto your ass and then proceed to fuck your little hole until you start to whimper, I take this as a good sign and start to ram the fake cock into you forcefully. I reach around and start jerking you off.

Your moans grow louder as I feel your balls begin to twitch. I continue to fuck your ass until your moans turn into screams: I’m cumming!!! I squeeze your cock harder as I pull on it. You feel like I’m going to pull it off then your body starts to convulse. I feel your cum spurt out onto the bed and your chest I thrust into your ass until you collapse onto the bed, exhausted. I pull my rubber cock out of your formerly virgin ass and let you catch your breath and untie your restraints. I leave the room for a moment return with 2 beers. I hand you one. You’ll need to be refreshed when you do the same to me!

• Allowances [part 1 of 2] by: erotic dragoness
• Burglar gets more than he bargained for

Wyrd Dream Part 2 [part 2 of 2]
By: Male Whore and Gangbang Bitch

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I know in a previously described adventure, Wyrd Dream, I told on how I’d been chased down and delivered into the waiting hands of a rather large group of bikers who then turned me into their own personal fucktoy and slut. So I suppose you’d like to know what happened next.
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Well I can tell you that I am still with them. I am their bitch and they make sure I never forget that fact.

Nightly I am chained down, usually on all fours, but occassionally on my back so they can all use me as their personal urinal and cocksucker or cuntlicker. I am pissed on often and they use me rather than the woods when they need to pee.

Of course everything I do in in public so they can show everyone how much they can degrade me and still I will be begging for more. They don’t tell anyone what they would do to me if I did not beg to be degraded as such.

Other motorcycle gangs and clubs occasionally visit just for the sole pleasure of using me harshly.

One cyclist from another group even constructed some toys for my owners/captors to use in me as well as some which I am used in.

One time I was stretched out naked between four motorcycles, all big Harleys, and they each went in separate directions until I was suspended like this off the ground. Then, each of the guys and girls in the gangs that were gathered had their ways with me. Some nicked me with their knives until it felt like the death of a thousand cuts, some forced objects down my throat and up my ass until I looked like some great corn on the cob, some took pity on me and sucked my cock dry and still others just flat out beat me.

Degradation and humiliation was my diet.

Anything one of them could come up with they did to me. They even went so far as to have me completely made up as a low class slut with every body hair pulled out except the hair on my head, made me up like I was their own private slut doll, perfumed and oiled me properly, inserted a large butt plug up my ass, clipped Chinese nipple clamps to my nipples and, after tying my hard cock down to me leg, sent me into a bar to have me pick up a large group of men and women to have them gangbang me. They provided me with a selection of dildoes and other toys to have used on me as they desired. Further, they made sure to have me followed and told me to tell whomever picked me up that I was theirs to do whatever they wanted to do with me, but I had to be back to my Masters and Mistresses by 10 am with no permanent harm. Also, they made sure that I was able to show my body modifications: brandings, tattooes, piercings and my 3′ long 5 thick cock.

Sure enough I got picked up quick. They took me in the back room of the bar for a few moments as the customers that did not pay for the privilege of staying and fucking me left.

I was becoming a money-making whore for the bar owner, but doubted I’d ever see a plug nickel. I should mention that the bar I was sent into was a strip club. I should also mention that the female owner, who owned a set of 55DDs, liked to engage in the bondage and discipline lifestyle. I knew her immediately as I had worked there in my youth as a bouncer.

As the bar’s owner tied me to the pole the dancers used she told them, the dancers, that each would get to use me and that they would all gangbang me after everyone else left. I am not sure, but I think she recognized me as a bouncer she once had-and a male whose virginity she had taken-before she made me her own personal slave going under the name of slave Vlad.

Each in the club had their way with me and Nancy, the bar owner with the double dees, then pushed them out of the door. After all were gone she closed everything up and then led the dancers and I down to her own hidden play room. I apologize if I am wrong, she said, but I have to find out for myself. With that being said she ripped and cut all the clothes from my body.

It is you.. Slave Vlad, I’d always wondered what happened to you. Tell me how did you come to this? she implored. I told her every single detail and, at times, watched with fascination as she got very hot and bothered as I told it to her.

Well, she said, this will not do. Come girls and let us go and get him ready properly to serve his one and only Mistress. As you may recall slave I never released you! What could I say? She was right. She never did release me I had moved out of the area for personal reasons. Then, it hit me. I remember what she did to me and had me do to her and others, but after seeing what she’d seen me do would she want to use me that way as well?

Mistress had a friend of hers, a very discrete female doctor friend, come in and draw my blood to test. Luckily, for her, we were not in a doctor’s office but a dungeon. I have an extreme fear of needles and would have bolted out of the doctor’s office. Thankfully Mistress had me secured down on her examination table-it comes with multiple leather straps that are quite effective at their job of restraint.

I was kept in that room restrained until the tests came back.

Amazingly, after all I’d been through and done, I had a clean bill of health. I can tell you I was scared to death I had gotten something I could not come back from.

The time restrained in there was not wasted. Mistress had put in a sensory deprived state and then introduced subliminal audio and visual messages as a way of retraining my mind yet again. She made me forget all I had been through but remembered how to properly perform the acts that I now had no recollection of ever doing.

The dancers in the club, some new, some older ones I remembered from my time there, had all been trained as well too. Some were submissively trained, some dominantly trained and a few were even switches.

All of the women had had their libidos increased and their sexual inhibitions removed. Nothing was forbidden. These women would even eat each other out on command though the few I remembered were strictly dickly when I knew them. They did everything I did now and they enjoyed every minute of what they did.

Now I know the idea of eating a gorgeous stripper out arouses most men. Hell, it aroused me as evidenced by my hard cock sticking out in front of me. How many men though have eaten pussy for a day and a half straight? That is exactly what happened to me when I got my clean bill of health. The ladies marched me to a spot on the floor, chained me down and then took turns riding my cock-the easy part since they spiked my water with Viagra and X-and my mouth for that whole period. By the end of this time my cock was still rampant-thank heaven for pharmaceutical drugs-although it had been fucked raw and my tongue was swollen, I could not talk and it had gone more then a few miles in and out of several very wet pussies.

Next week they would try this but with me eating their asses they said.

My Mistress wanted to make sure that what happened to me before she got me back never happened again so she had my rampant member tattooed Property of Mistress Nancy and another tattoo etched in my ass, above the previously branded words slut whore on my left asscheek and use me on my right asscheek, of a crossed whip, flogger and cane on a background of the safe, sane and consentual tao-like symbol. Mistress Nancy nodded her approval when they were done and hugged me tightly to her ample bosom.

Never would I be without Mistress again and the things she does to me still amaze me, but that is for another story.

• Allowances part 2
• The weekend chapter 3

What you don’t see can’t hurt you…
By: Tonight is the Night (qtdiva1342@aol.com)
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Driving up to see him there is a certain apprehension. Our time together is anything but predictable. Even as I think this, I laugh out loud. This instability is the biggest turn on of them all. How will he look at me? Will he reach out and touch my bare skin, or be uninterested, more focused on the television or his revered music collection? Is he thinking of me as I make the long drive? I honestly could not tell you. I’m a sucker for a challenge and he presents an undeniable one. The best part of the puzzle is that it isn’t merely a question of sexual chemistry. When I’m with him I watch the wheels turning in his well oiled mind as I search for the blueprint. What in god’s name is going on up there? And do I really want to know, or is it simply the mystery that keeps me coming back for more…

The sight of the Appalachians rising in front of me sends shivers down my spine.

I know now there is only about an hour before I walk up to the old hotel and knock on his door, with the all the nervousness of a little girl. But to be clear, it isn’t him that makes me nervous. It is in fact my own eagerness that leaves me with butterflies. I will approach his door after a four and a half hour drive, looking my best, and obviously expecting something. What does this say? Am I that desperate for him? For the sex? Or just for the newness of the situation? I justify it as being a combination of the three. I have a hard time getting excited about sex with a person that I’m not excited about.

Similarly, I am generally not enticed by a person if they don’t bring a certain novelty and refreshment to my present state. Regardless of the reasoning behind my eager actions, I’m once more on the road to Asheville, shamelessly pursuing his company.

As the numbers on the mile markers start over at 0 on the North Carolina state line, my mind drifts from the analytical to the physical. My breathing becomes more rapid as I find my imagination wandering to the heat of an embrace. Faceless figures move passionately in my mind: licking, touching, pushing, and pulling. I let one of my hands wander delicately between my legs as the fantasy unfolds. The juxtaposition of the mountainous landscape in front of my eyes and the sensual playback behind them is almost too much to handle. I laugh again as I realize that I’m putting the entire state of North Carolina in danger by pleasuring myself on the winding interstate.

Yet I cannot resist the gentle touch of my fingers encircling my clit as it begins to swell with arousal. Within my fantasy the anonymity of the characters becomes blurred as his face appears looking down at me as I take his hard cock into my mouth. The image of me sucking and licking his cock brings me close to climax as I try to concentrate on the road in front of me. Finally I release as I feel wave after wave of pleasure course through my body and I imagine tasting his cum in my mouth, my eyes locked with his.

My traveling orgasm leaves me invigorated and I find my foot weighing heavier on the pedal, as my speedometer begins to climb over the speed limit. I cannot ignore my body’s statement: let’s get the fuck to Asheville! My clit is still pulsing from the recent orgasm and my nipples are erect, begging to be teased and taunted. Finally, after what feels like hours but is hardly 15 minutes I pull off on the downtown exit and begin the final leg of my journey. I turn up the radio to help turn down my mind…
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Finally I arrive. As I park my car it feels like no time has passed. I take a deep breath as I step out of my car, preparing myself for what I’m about to do. I’ve been planning this encounter for a few weeks, and I am eager to see how it will come off. I walk into the beautiful old building and punch in the entry code. As I ride up the elevator I giggle to myself nervously. I leave the elevator on the third floor and approach his apartment… I knock on the door softly and wait. I hear the lock click and my stomach turns over. As the door opens I step across the threshold with a coy grin and wrap my hands around his head and immediately begin to kiss him passionately.

I can feel his lips stretching into a grin against mine, but I don’t stop my advances. I can feel all of my blood rushing to my pussy as I continue to caress and kiss him with all of my might. We are both moaning as I close the door behind us and begin to move forward, forcing him to stumble clumsily backward. He attempts to pull away from me in order to see where he is going. I forcefully grab his hair and pull his face back to mine. We continue this dance, with me leading, until I press his back against a nearby wall. Only when I have him firmly pinned against the wall do I let my lips wander from his. I let my tongue and lips explore his neck, licking and biting my way from his collar bones to his ears. He is now speechless as he succumbs to my advances.

I reach in the pocket of my low-cut dress and pull out a long silk scarf. His eyes drop from mine to the scarf, which I playfully wrap around my fingers and hands. His eyes do not stray from the fabric as I pull it up to his face and then press my body against his, once again pinning him to the wall. I continue to press my chest and legs against his as I tie the scarf around his eyes, blindfolding him.

He is in complete darkness, left to trust me. This idea turns me on more than anything so far. And I let out a moan as I grab his hand and lead it under my dress, to touch my dripping wet pussy. He eagerly lets his fingers wander until I pull away leaving him groping at the air. I begin to slowly unbutton his shirt, taking my time and enjoying the look of bewilderment on his face. He opens his mouth to speak and I hold a finger to his lips.

As I get to the last button of his shirt I pull it open and off of his shoulders, exposing his half naked body. I take my time exploring. Kissing, licking, and caressing every inch of him, and studying carefully the various expressions on his face and sounds on his lips. I glance down and notice a swelling underneath his khaki shorts. I let the tips of my fingers graze the skin just above the waist of his shorts, dipping just below the fabric. He lets out a stifled laugh as I continue to tease him. Although he cannot see, I drop to my knees in front of him. I unbutton his shorts and pull his zipper down. The sound of the metal teeth unzipping gives me goose bumps. My mouth starts to water as I pull his shorts and boxers down to his ankles.

I look up and see his hands groping for my flesh. His hands finally find the top of my head and he lets out a moan as he runs his fingers through my hair. I pull on his legs, inviting him to step out of his shoes and shorts. He does as indicated; now standing before me completely naked and vulnerable. I grab his hand and lead him to his couch, where I push down on his shoulders so that he knows to sit down, upright.

I stand over him for a few moments, just looking at this picture of submission. He is breathing heavily, clearly overwhelmed through his arousal. Finally convinced that he has had enough build up, I kneel again. This time I lean forward and begin to gently kiss his legs. I slowly work my way up his thighs, aching to feel his beautiful cock fill my mouth.

I let my tongue wander between his legs as I gently lick his aching balls. He lets out a moan and again begins to speak. At this point I urgently whisper for him to be quiet. His music pulsates in the background as I fill my mouth with his balls, tasting his flesh and moaning to myself as I revel in the act of pleasing him. Unable to avoid his throbbing cock anymore I find my tongue resting at the tip of his shaft, and I slowly pull it up to the tip. I let my tongue flick and circle his swollen head and then quickly envelope his cock in my mouth and slide down his shaft, letting out a deep slow moan. His moans mirror mine as I continue to pleasure him orally. I slowly let his cock pull out of my mouth and I purr, I could suck your cock all day as I enjoy the view of him seated, at my mercy. I then let out a devious giggle and I stand up and again wait, watching his face morph with confusion and frustration.

Just as he opens his mouth to let out a complaint I walk towards him and let my legs straddle his, still standing. I pull my inner thighs together so that he can visualize my position. I then ask him if he wants to be inside of me. He can barely get out, fuck yes before I’ve bent my knees and mounted him letting his dick slowly penetrate my now dripping pussy. The sensation of him finally being inside of me rushes through my entire body, and I feel like I could climax with his first complete penetration. Apparently I’m not the only one on the edge as he grabs my shoulders and holds me down on his cock. I enjoy feeling the girth of his cock pushing against the inside of my cunt. I lean forward even closer and begin to kiss and bite his neck while slowly riding his perfect member. We are even breathing in sync as we thrust desperately against each other’s bodies.

I pull my dress off over my head as I continue riding his cock, and then grab his hands and pull them up to my breasts. As he closes his fingers on my nipples I know that I won’t be able to hold off my orgasm much longer. He pinches them harder than I anticipate and I feel my pussy contract as an orgasm washes over me. My entire body is rocking with ecstasy as I cum with him inside of me. He lets out a moan as he feels my climax, and screams out that he can’t wait. I lean forward and whisper in his ear that I don’t want him to get off unless I can feel him cum inside of me.

This demand sends him over the edge as he fucks me so deep that I let out an uncontrollable scream as I feel him begin to blow his load deep in my already dripping pussy. We continue to writhe, intertwined, until neither of us can stand it anymore. I collapse against his sweat drenched chest, basking in the arousal that I can taste in the thick air. We lay like this for what seems like hours, until I reach up and pull the soft makeshift blindfold off of my unsuspecting sex-toy’s eyes. He grins down at me and says with a laugh, Welcome back to Asheville!

• A trip to the woods and what became of it
• The weekend chapter 2

Virtual Cuckold
By: Serge (opal2010@yahoo.com)

Martin had been very happily married to Kate for over 10 years now, their sex life was great and had actually become hotter over the years. Martin did have a weakness though: he liked the internet. And as they say in the musical ‘Avenue-Q’: the internet is for… Just as a lot of other men he had looked at hundreds of sites and every now and then really got hooked on one of them. A couple of years ago there were the simple picture galleries, with later on the video and chat sites becoming more popular. He found out he really digged ‘amateur’ sites like voyeurweb/redclouds where real women and couples posted pictures.

Pictures of everyday people, some young and very attractive, some older and less, but overall he found them exciting. He secretly dreamed of taking photos with his hot wife and posting them for all to see. And even though they never really discussed it, Kate knew he wanted to…

A couple of years ago though he also got into chat sites. Eventually even making a profile of Kate and himself, and chatting with men, women and couples as if he was speaking for the both of them, although Kate didn’t know about it. He thought… Until he came back from a business trip a year ago. She was furious, threatened to leave him not because he was doing it but because he was hiding it from her.

They had a big fight with Martin feeling extremely sorry for what he had done behind her back and vowed not to do it again. She told him ‘two can play at that game’, although she didn’t care to elaborate on it (although the reader might be interested in her story http://eroticstories.com/my/story.php?id=43134).

He indeed never chatted one-on-one again, and took to his ‘old’ favorites when looking at internet porn; youporn, voyeurweb and of course ES, although every now and then he couldn’t resist checking out ‘profiles’ on chat sites, secretly still hoping to convince Kate sometime to get a real profile themselves and chat or even meet up for real sometime, something they actually discussed a couple of times, but was always kept as a fantasy… On one of his ‘internet sessions’ he spotted a new kind of chat site: one with a chat-room and the ability to see up to 6 webcams of participants. He couldn’t resist: the lure of hot amateurs showing themselves while chatting in a chatbox… He logged on and started looking around as a ‘guest’.

He never made it beyond this guest status, because it sounded (and even was) exciting in the beginning he was actually bored quite quickly with this webcam site. The people who turned their webcams on were mostly ‘wankers’ (like himself) showing their penis, and older women who apparently found it hot to show themselves every now and then to their ‘public‘. He was surprised to get almost more excited about a young hard body with a long schlong, than the older women. Although sometimes some pretty hot younger girls and couples were actually playing in front of their cams. This had turned him on a lot, but it happened only once or twice so he quickly grew tired of the site and returned to his usual sites that were always good for a quick fix, while deleting the webcam site from the computer, or so he thought… free female domination pics

A couple of weeks after his last ‘visit’ he came back from work late after a long and boring meeting.

He took of his coat and went straight to the bedroom to change, calling out ‘Honey, I’m home!’ while passing the living room. It was insanely warm in the house. She must have one of her cold days he thought, not thinking much of it. He changed from his suit into jeans with a comfy t-shirt since it was warm enough not to wear anything else.

When he came into the living room his hart jumped into his throat. He almost had to rub his eyes and pinch himself to believe what he was looking at.

On one of their comfortable leather chairs was his gorgeous wife, her brunette hair with its beautiful waves touching her shoulders, her face perfect with just a little bit of make-up and flashy red lipstick matching her finger nails.

She was behind the computer wearing her most sexy outfit: the designer back bustier that accentuated her body and pressed her already full C-cup upwards to make them seem even bigger, matching see-through panties, what he knew would show only a little strip of pubic hair, apparently new thigh-highs were clutching her thighs while the outfit was completed with high ‘fuck-me’ boots, and a (also new) tight black leather collar. free female domination cartoons

She put her finger to her luscious lips and pointed to a note on the table. It said: ‘I told you not to go behind my back on chat sites again. I found out and am taking my revenge tonight. If you ever want to touch me again you will sit, shut up and don’t interrupt. You can only watch’.

I was speechless, thought about saying something but after looking into her eyes he knew she meant business: just shut up and watch… So he sat down next to her in a chair and was surprised to see a messenger window open with someone named longandtasty.

She typed to the guy she was chatting with: my husband has arrived from work. ‘Good,’ he said, ‘do you think he will do as you say?’ ‘I sure do,’ she replied, ‘he knows better than to cross me.’ ‘Cool. Now then let’s proceed: please turn on your webcam and show me how you have dressed for me’.

Martin was staggered: ‘my wife in front of a cam in this outfit for a total stranger?’ but found it strangely arousing, just like he would have been aroused if watching someone else’s wife… Kate turned on the webcam and slowly but surely showed every part of her outfit, not giving anything else away. Martin instantly got a hard-on and wanted to open his pants. Kate saw him trying and said ‘no way Martin!

Just watching for now nothing else. You just sit and suffer!’

The guy on the other end said he sure liked what he was seeing and turned on his cam to show her how it had already aroused him. Martin looked at the screen and saw a young guy, at least 7 years younger than Kate with a fit body, six pack and one of the longest penises he had ever seen. He heard Kate moan a little when while she was looking at ‘longandtasty’ and cupped her breasts in front of her webcam.

Martins pants were now about to pop open, but he remained seated quietly while his hot wife went on chatting with the young guy. LT as he called himself started giving commands that Martin could not have dreamed his wife would do: ‘Nice body, now cup your breasts some more and push them together so I can see your great cleavage’, ‘Stand in front of the cam and bend over so I can take a look at that marvelous ass.

Great like that! Now spread your but cheeks for me!’, ‘Massage your inner thighs with one hand while pinching your nipples with your other’, ‘Show me how wet you are by now: push two fingers deep in your panties and then deep down your throat’, it went on and on and Kate, while typing every now and then in between his command to say how hot this made her, did everything this guy asked of her.

Martin was now mad with desire: he never ever had a chat session like this before. No wonder Kate felt like he was betraying her if she thought this was how he chatted with people on webcams.

He was however very turned on by the whole spectacle, although he also felt left out and deprived of something that he regarded as his: his gorgeous wife.

LT also got hotter and hotter, and ordered Kate to go further and further in what was now starting to look like a, well…, porn movie! Kate was sitting on a towel that was clearly soaked by now without her disregarded panties, which she threw at him ordering him to sniff them but not to touch himself. Her legs were on the table and the webcam was in between them showing LT a good view of her pussy. By now they had turned on the sound and microphone and LT was ordering her thru the tiny computer speakers: ‘spread your pussy lips, massage your clit!’, ‘pinch your inner thighs!’.

Meanwhile Kate was moaning loudly talked back to him: ‘oh yes, I wish you were here! I would love to take your long cock all the way in my mouth and choke on it before you would fuck me with it!’. ‘Watch out what you wish for, as you know I can go on for an hour!’ he replied, which Martin thought as a weird comment to make.

After about fifteen minutes or so LT asked Kate if she had a vibrator, on which she sent Martin upstairs to get it for her. He jumped at the opportunity to release his by now throbbing cock while climbing the stairs. He took off his pants and t-shirt, leaving on his business socks, got the huge yellow vibrator from the nightstand and got downstairs.

Kate was now so horny she could not be bothered with Martin ignoring her orders not to touch himself. Instead she grabbed the vibrator, ordered him to stand next to him with his dick beside her head so LT could see. Now LT ordered Kate to push the vibrator deep inside her pussy, while he was jerking himself off in front of the camera, but not to touch Martins penis.

For now she was his, and his alone until she came…

With the vibrator on its highest setting it only took her a couple of minutes to come so hard she almost fell of the chair, and after another minute Martin could see LT come all over the camera. Martin felt used, but was still hard as a rock, not daring to say anything still. After they caught their breaths, LT asked if it wouldn’t be better if he would come by sometime to join Kate and Martin in a more evenly setting. Kate did not hesitate a moment: she gave their phone number, after which LT said she could do anything she wanted with Martin now, and so she did….

• A trip to the woods and what became of it part 2
• The weekend chapter 1

The Weekend (chapter 3) [part 3 of 3]
By: Lee H (s4k@hotmail.com)

Friday, 12:30 pm

As I walked into my house, I continued thinking about my day thus far. Work-wise, it had been uneventful. Naturally, in other ways, not so much. Primary in my thoughts was my little adventure with Holly to start the day. But that had not been the only excitement. I spent a good part of the morning helping Cheryl out. Most of the time, I was standing behind her chair as she typed on the computer. Her low-cut blouse provided a nice view from that angle; a view that was enhanced when I occasionally bent over her shoulder to type something on her keyboard. Needless to say, my hands went to my pants many times, feeling my cum oozing.

I didn’t really have a thing for Cheryl like I did for Holly. But between the nice view, and touching my cock now and then, it was anything but an innocent morning. I knew that you didn’t consider any of this to be cheating on you. As long as it was look, but don’t touch, you actually approved and encouraged it, as it generally teased me more than anything.

I went straight to my computer and checked my email. There were two notes from you. One had a subject line of Read This First, so that’s what I did. I was happy to see that your note included instructions for me to get in my hot tub – a splurge purchase that I made a few years ago when I got an unexpected bonus.

The email read:

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Take off your shoes, but nothing else. Get in the hot tub up to your neck and just relax. After about 10 minutes, strip from the waist up and pull your pants and briefs down to your ankles. Relax some more, but think about the vulnerability of being naked, but with your ankles constricted.

Under no circumstances are you to touch your cock or balls.

At 1:30, this ban will be lifted and you will start doing anything that you want to make yourself cum. However, there are two restrictions.

1) When you feel yourself getting close, stop stroking (or whatever you are doing to your cock). You may do anything else, but you there must be no contact with your cock for at least 60 seconds before you cum. And you MUST cum!
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2) After cumming, take your clothes off the rest of the way, go to the shower, wash up, get dressed – it doesn’t matter in what – and be back here, reading my other e-mail by 2:00. I have put a return request on the email, so I *will* know when you read it. Don’t be late.

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I did as I was told. Kicking off my shoes, I got into the hot tub. My clothes quickly became waterlogged. For reasons that I couldn’t grasp, it felt quite naughty. The warm water was very relaxing, too, though. After 10 minutes, I peeled off my shirt and pulled my pants and briefs down. I quickly realized the vulnerability that you wrote about, as the wet pants were quite constricting around my ankles.

After what seemed like an eternity, 1:30 finally arrived. My cock was already quite hard from my daydreams. But I also realized that I only had a half-hour to cum, shower, and get dressed.

I began stroking quickly, happy to feel the pressure start to build almost immediately. I alternately played with my balls and nipples with my free hand until I felt myself getting close.

At this point, I turned the tub’s jets on to full strength, stood and bent over, one of the jets hitting my asshole hard, water gushing into me. I began pinching my nipples firmly. Despite not touching my cock, I could feel myself getting closer and closer. My cock started to jump and within about 2 minutes, cum came shooting out of it. I backed up even closer to the jet, and pinched my nipples harder as I came.

As I calmed down, I looked at the clock and realized that I needed to hurry. I pulled off my clothes, climbed out of the tub and went straight to the shower.

I showered quickly, dried off, and got dressed in fresh clothes. I got back to my computer right at 2:00 and opened your other email. It read:

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If you haven’t already, hang your wet clothes up to dry. You’re going to be busy for quite a while, and won’t have another chance to do this anytime soon. When you’re done, scroll down for further instructions.

–

This was followed by several blank lines. I was tempted to scroll down immediately, but then realized that if I couldn’t obey you in something this simple, what was the point? I quickly went and hung up my clothes, then came back to continue reading. I scrolled past the blank lines. free female domination movies

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Are you ready, slave? Here is the surprise. We are spending the entire weekend together, and I don’t mean online.

Pack a bag with a bathing suit, one casual outfit and one business casual (khakis and button-down shirt), shoes, toiletries, etc.

You will go to the Jackson Suites on 14th. The front-desk clerk will give you a key to a room listed under your name. You will leave the bag with the clerk – we’ll get it later. You will go to the room where you will find further instructions on the bed.

You will be reading those instructions by 3:00. Do not be late.

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My heart was pounding out of my chest. Get together? In real life? For a whole weekend? You were only a little over an hour away and we had casually mentioned getting together for a drink sometime, but that was a long time ago and nothing came of it. This was certainly longer than a drink, and the tone of the note (not to mention the venue) said that it was going to be a lot more than a drink.

I sat there staring at the monitor for a long time. Then I looked at the clock and realized that I had 45 minutes to pack a bag and get to that hotel. I learned something that day.

Packing a bag is harder when your hands are shaking.

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The Weekend (chapter 2) [part 2 of 3]
By: Lee H (s4k@hotmail.com)

Friday, 6:00 AM

I woke up and stumbled to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and saw that there was still a tiny bit of pink on my ass cheeks from last night’s self-administered spanking. After a quick shower and a quicker breakfast, I got dressed for work, including my special briefs. Thinking about last night made them even harder to get on, but how could I not think about that?

When I got to work, there were only a couple of other cars in the parking lot. I was early, so only the folks working the late shift were here.

During the day, we were fully staffed, but there was someone here 24/7. I recognized Holly’s car as I pulled in. Our boss, Mike, had been good about keeping her schedule flexible and looked the other way on the fact that she had a second job to support her two ki** and pay off the debt that her scumbag ex had left her with. Occasionaly, she worked the regular shift with me, but most of the time, she worked the late shift.

Oh, did I mention that I had a thing for Holly? When she was going through the roughest parts of her divorce, I became the shoulder to cry on. Somewhere in there, my feelings went from friendship to a lot more. Hers did, too, but the lot more in her eyes was just very good friendship. She looked on me as a brother now. Most of the time, I realized that it was better than nothing, but sometimes it half-killed me.

And I knew better than to say anything. Not only would I hear the four words that every guy dreads – let’s just be friends – but I knew that it’d screw up the relationship that we *did* have.

As I opened the door to our offices, I nearly ran into Holly. She told me that she was on her way to her car to get her uniform for her other job (at a nearby coffeehouse). Joey, the other late shift person that night, told her that he could cover for her so that she could knock off early and run a couple errands between jobs.

I’m really psyched. The ki** are already at their grandparents’ house for a week and I’m not working *at all* this weekend.

Good for you, I said, then got uncharacteristically brave and asked if she wanted to get together for a pizza or something some time over the weekend.

We’ll see, she said. But I may just get in the bathtub at 5:00 today and not come out until Monday.

I’ll call you if I get more sociable.

I headed in as she headed out. I went straight for the men’s room. Joey was just walking out of the bathroom.

Hi, Joey. Cool of you to cover for Holly.

Ah, it’s only 30 minutes. And Mike wouldn’t care, anyway. Glad you’re here, though. If all hell breaks loose after she leaves, I’m yelling for you.

No problem, man.

I went into the bathroom and headed for the first stall. As you had instructed, I took off my pants and shirt and hung them on the hook of the stall door. I lowered my briefs, my cock springing out of them in relief. I stood there for five minutes, reveling in the vulnerability of it all. Then I started stroking, my eyes closed, thinking about last night. I knew it wouldn’t take long after all the close calls this week. When I felt the pressure starting to build, I bent down to pull my briefs back up. Just then, there was a knock on the bathroom door and I heard it open a bit. It startled me, and brought me away from the edge.

Lee, I’m in a bind, I heard Holly’s voice say. I got a call as soon as I came back in. Now I’m running late.

I still need to change, and the ladies’ room is flooded again. Can I *please* come in there to change?

What could I say but yes? She thanked me, and I watched through the crack between the stall door and the wall as she went by carrying a garment bag. As she entered the next stall, I lowered my briefs again. I knew that you’d be angry with me if I didn’t start stroking again right away. I just hoped that I’d be quiet enough that Holly wouldn’t hear me.
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I did my best to keep focused on you, but to be honest, with a woman taking off her clothes about 18 inches away, my attention was a bit torn.

The excitement of the situation started building very fast. Then I heard her grunting in some kind of struggle, followed by her muttering, I would wait til I was naked to fight this bag’s zipper. That just about did it for me. I reached down to pull up my briefs again, and heard her say, Lee, can you help me with this stupid thing?

Yeah, just a sec. I pulled my briefs up and stepped out of the stall. Her stall door opened just a crack and she handed out the garment bag. It only took me a couple seconds to free the zipper up, and I knocked on the stall door to hand the bag back to her.

As she reached for the bag, I heard a squeal as she lost her balance a bit. To this day, I’m not sure exactly what I saw before she disappeared behind the door, but it definitely was skin.

In her near fall, though, she also grabbed my arm to steady herself. Between the brief glimpse and the contact of a naked woman, it was all too much. It’s a good thing that you had told me to cum in my briefs, because that’s what I did, right there, as Holly held my arm. I guess the near fall really startled her, as she held on to me the entire time, as cum spurted out of my cock and ran down my stomach and over my balls.
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As I was calming down, she let go of my arm and thanked me. I went back into my stall and got dressed again.

I went back to my desk and pressed my hand against my pants, feeling the cum ooze around my cock, as I wondered what kind of uniform would require Holly to get fully naked.

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The Weekend (chapter 1) [part 1 of 3]
By: Lee H (s4k@hotmail.com)

Thursday, 9:00 pm

As you had been commanded me long ago, I stripped naked before turning on the computer. I connected to the chat client, hoping you were already there. Unfortunately, you weren’t. I knew you would be there eventually, but you hadn’t told me exactly when. As you had directed before, I sat on my hands, palms up, cupped against my ass, and waited.

Twenty minutes later, you arrived. My heart quickened with excitement and anticipation. Not that I wasn’t anticipating, anyway. On Thursday nights, you always allowed me to cum.

Any other night that I saw you, I never knew if I was going to be permitted or not. You always made me bring myself to the edge several times, the pressure building and building. On many occasions, you had taken me so close that I felt the cum starting up my cock, but I squeezed it off at the base to keep from cumming. Some nights, you’d relent and eventually let me cum. Other nights, I had to go to bed hard.

But Thursday nights were special. You often had something different for me, and you always let me cum (after several close calls, of course).

This Thursday was especially anticipatory for several reasons. I was taking Friday afternoon off and had no plans until returning to work on Monday, so we had a longer weekend to play online whenever you wished. You had promised a few extra surprises for the weekend, and I was eager to find out what they were. You had also told me that you’d let me in on one or two on Thursday night.

This anticipation was rivaled by the usual Thursday night anticipation, as you hadn’t let me cum since Sunday afternoon. Every night that week, you had taken me to the edge many times, but always denied me any final release. In addition, you had made me go to work all week withouut underwear, and go into the bathroom twice a day and stroke right to the edge.

Needless to say, my balls were bursting, and I thought I’d cum right then and there when your name appeared on the chat client.

Even over the computer, you seemed to sense this.

Hard already? you typed.

Yes, Mistress. My cock is very hard for you.

Good. I want to go to voice for tonight. Put your headphones on.

I eagerly obeyed. This was a rarity, and quite a treat, as I love to listen to you cum – which you always do when we’re together, usually several times.
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Time flew by. Listening to you cum over and over, being taken to the edge myself many times. My breathing became more and more ragged every time you made me stop just short of cumming. The next time that I happened to see the clock, it was 10:52. I was happy because you had told me that you’d have to wrap it up by 11:00 tonight. So sometime in the next 8 minutes, I knew you would let me cum for you. You had just stopped me for the ninth time. My breath was coming in gasps; my cock spasming.

How badly do you want to cum, slave?

I knew that this question was part of our game.

Though I wasn’t really playing at all with my answer tonight.

Sooooooooooo much, Mistress!! My cock is aching to squirt my hot cum for you!

What would you do for me if I let you cum?

Anything, Mistress. Please let me cum!!

Not that I didn’t mean it, but part of me figured that this answer would lead to some info on part of what would happen this weekend. Usually when I started getting desparate, that’s when you’d push my boundaries. Saying those very words on Sunday afternoon is what led to the underwear-less-ness and twice daily trips to the men’s room this week.

Anything, slave?!?!

Yes, Mistress!! Anything you want!! I’m yours!!

Start stroking your cock again.

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Now, slave, do you have *any* plans for this weekend?

No, Mistress.

So you will be at my beck and call all weekend, to do everything that I command?

Yes, Mistress. Ooooh, Mistress, I’m getting close to the edge already.

You will do anything for me this weekend, regardless of what I ask or say?

Yes, Mistress. Absolutely! Ooooh, Mistress – I can feel the cum starting up my cock.

No matter what I say?

Yes, Mistress. Oooooh, so close!!!!!

OK, then slave. The first thing that I’m going to say is this: STOP STROKING NOW!!!!

I obey, but groan loudly. My cock is spasming.

Oooooh Mistress! That was SOOOOOOOO intense!! I feel like I’m only one more stroke from cumming!

Very good, my slave. Now here is what you will do. First, you will not be permitted that ‘one more stroke’ tonight.

I groan even more loudly. But, Mistress ….

NO, SLAVE!! You will not talk back to me!!

Yes, Mistress. I’m sorry, Mistress.

I was just going to let you go to sleep tonight, but after that outburst, I may have to punish you.

Yes, Mistress.

When we leave here, you will get out the paddle and whack each ass cheek 50 times. You will then sleep on your stomach so that your cock is pressed hard between your body and the matress.

Yes, Mistress.

Now for tomorrow. You WILL wear underwear to work, but it will be your special briefs.

You had made me buy the special briefs a couple months ago. They were very restrictive, as they were two sizes too small.

As soon as you arrive at work, you will go straight to the bathroom. Go to the first available stall. Take off your pants and shirt and hang them on the stall door. Lower your briefs to your knees, facing the door. Stand there, hands at your sides, totally exposed, or 5 minutes. Then close your eyes, think of me, and begin stroking your cock as fast as you can. When you are right on the edge, stop. Pull up the briefs and rub your cock through them, until you cum inside them. I want that cum to run down over your cock and on your belly and down to your balls. When you are done cumming, get dressed and go to work.

Whenever possible, press or rub a bit on the outside of your pants, so that you feel the cum all over you.

I gasped a bit. You had made me cum in clothes before, but you had never commanded me to stay in those clothes for hours afterward.

What is it, slave? Backing out already?

Oh, no Mistress. It’s just something new!

Oh, my dear, dear slave. You ain’t seen nothing yet. Good night.

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The trial was over
By: m sub in panties (ricksturgess@hotmail.com)

The trial was over, thankfully, and while it is always more fun to win, just being done is a relief in and of itself. Our tradition remained, drinks after the verdict and the wine tasted that much better with the victory. Two bottles later and I began to feel the stress and tension of the last two weeks start to melt.

You looked amazing, as always, in your black turtle neck sweater, red lipstick and diamond earrings, and I can feel the eyes of the people around our table settle on both of us, the awkwardness of being on the news.

I know that you are going to do everything you can to make me feel better once we get home and your headlights follow me in my rear view mirror in the short drive back to my place. You sit down on my bed, and lean back with a delightful grin on your face. You love watching me undress, something about the buttons you once said, I have never understood it but love the fact you enjoy it. I hung up my coat and undid my tie. Un buttoned my dress shirt and tossed in onto Denny, my guard dog of dry cleaning.

I threw my undershirt into the dirty clothes hamper and undid my belt. I slid my pants down and went to hang them up with my jacket when I heard it and tried not to outwardly cringe.

Are you kidding me? You demand. There two ways in which you say this, one in a light hearted response to a joke or funny story, the other in hostility, this was obviously the latter.

What? I ask, knowing that it was a profoundly dumb thing to say, I knew exactly what you were referencing but didn’t want to acknowledge it. What are you wearing? You press. I had put on boxerbriefs this morning. Not my usual lacey attire.

I haven’t been able to shave lately, and I thought I looked silly with excess hair and my usual, I confess, which was the truth. The time I had devoted to this trial in the last month, the fact that I remembered to wear underwear, or even matching socks is a bit of a miracle.

Come here, I do as you ask and stand in front of you, on your knees, you tell me. As I kneel down and look back up I feel it, the stinging slap across the face. Then you should have shaved, you say without raising your voice.

The tension that started to leave with the wine continues to drift away. You knew I hadn’t shaved, and whether or not I wore boxerbriefs, shaved or not shaved, you would have found some reason to show your ownership of me. I needed this, I needed to give you the control, I needed the balance in my life. After so much time being in control of everything around me, I needed to give myself you to you and I love you for taking it as you do.

Get those things off, right now, you order. I stand and slide my underwear off, and am now naked before you, in both a figurative and literal sense. Bend over, put your elbows, hands and head on the bed and tell me who you are, you demand.

I’m yours, I say softly.

This is met with a stinging slap to my ass.

You’re my what? you say, followed by another slap on my ass.

I’m your bitch, I say even more meekly.

That’s right, you say as you grab a handful of my hair, you’re my bitch, now, what does a bitch wear under her clothes? You ask, almost whispering in my ear.

They wear panties, I whisper back.

So, why are you wearing these hideous things? Another smack to my ass followed soft question being whispered to me.

I don’t know, I am sorry, what else could I say. Despite not shaving I should have worn what you like to see me in.

You pick my head up with a handful of hair, here, put this in your mouth, they certainly don’t belong anywhere else on you, to tell me as you stuff my boxers into my open mouth. You release my hair and I hear your boots walking away on my wood floors, but I don’t dare look. I hear a drawer open and close and you walking back towards me. Another substantial smack to my ass accompanies your return.

I partially blame myself, I should have done this before, you tell me as you walk towards my dresser, I am still forcing myself not to look. I hear the top drawer of my dresser open, my underwear drawer. The drawer is divided right down the middle with lace, items from Fredrick’s of Hollywood, Victoria Secret and a few others from various stores, and the other side with bland cotton boxerbriefs from Haines. I hear you start filing the bag, You won’t need these anymore, there’s no reason for you to have them. I will allow you to have a few back if you are traveling to Colorado, but otherwise there is no reason for you to have them, you say pilling cotton underwear into the plastic bag.

I hear your footsteps again, leaving the dresser and coming back over to me, you again smack my ass with great enthusiasm. Now, that we’ve removed that bit of temptation, I can enjoy myself. You walk towards the night stand and pull out the lube and anal plug, We’ve got to get my little bitch prepped, you say as you walk back behind me.

I hear the lid snap open and soon after feel the cool lube being applied to my ass. Moments later I feel the device being inserted into me, followed by several stinging smacks to my ass. Keep that in place, you tell me as you slid off your clothes, hanging them up. Standing now, naked except for stockings, garters and shoes you climb onto the bed, with your pussy placed directly in front of my nose. You sit up and take the boxers out of my mouth, Let’s have you taste a little something nicer.

With that I burry my tongue in your pussy, licking your clit how I know how you enjoy it.

You grab a handful of my hair after a few minutes, That’s it, make me cum, fuck me with your tongue….make me cum like a good bitch. Your thighs squeeze around my head and your orgasm pulses through you. You fall back, breathing deep, very good, now don’t you think it’s about time my little bitch gets fucked? you ask.

Yes please, is all I can muster, knowing the pain, pleasure, humiliation and gratification that is so close to hand. You go back over to the nightstand and pull out your strap on, I hear your footsteps walk back behind me. The shoes you are wearing are the perfect height to give you access to me. I feel one hand on my hip as you steady yourself putting on the harness. Then the other hand, then several more thorough smack to me ass, followed by your hand gently rubbing it.

You ass does turn the most delightful shade of red, I just love it, you tell me. Followed by several more spankings, I close my eyes, as the stinging and burning mount.

Then I hear the lid to the lube snap open again, and moments later my ass is empty as the toy is pulled from it. Then I feel it, the head of your cock, pressing against me. You slap my ass again, Relax and back your ass up onto me, you order. I do as I am told, as I force myself to relax I press my ass against your cock and I feel the pain and pleasure mix as I feel your cock enter me. You grab my hips and pull yourself all the way into me as I gasp.

You slap my ass again, although not nearly as hard as before, Mmmm, that’s a good little bitch, you love getting fucked, don’t you? You purr. I love being fucked by you, I reply, and with that you slowly start to work your cock in and out of me.

I hear you moan on occasion matching my full release to your power, authority and dominance over me. You never pick the speed up too fast, a slow, very deliberate fucking on your part, savoring the moment, the sights; me, bent over, your cock entering me, how the muscles in my back tense just a little as you press forward. I lose track of time, the room spins a bit, I lose myself completely in the moment. You stop after some time, you pull your cock out and the emptiness I feel as a result is profound, but then I am rewarded. Roll over, you tell me. I do so and you apply a fresh batch of lube to your cock.
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Spread your legs, you know how a bitch is fucked, you tell me.

I spread my legs and pull them up a bit and you slid your cock back into me. Your control and dominance over me is now complete and I close my eyes, again losing myself in the moment. I am quickly brought back to the here and now as I feel your hand slap my face.

Look at me, you say sternly, look at me when I am fucking you.

Who owns you? you ask.

You do, I reply instantly.

Who does this cock belong to? you ask as you slow start to stroke my rock hard cock.

It’s yours I again reply instantly.

You don’t ever orgasm without my permission, do you? You say, more of a statement than a question really. free female domination clips

Of course not, never, I say.

It’s my cock, it will orgasm only when I wish it to, isn’t that right, a leading question if there ever was one. You are also stroking my cock with greater speed. I feel an orgasm starting to build.

Never without your permission, I tell you.

Do you want to climax, would you like that? You ask with sympathy in your voice.

Yes please, please let me climax, I plead.

You are silent for a brief period of time, though you continue to stroke my cock, with just enough pressure and quickness that I am no longer sure how much longer I can last. Knowing that I cannot stop you and knowing that a punishment would be severe. I inwardly beg that you will give your permission before my subconscious takes over.

NOW! you demand, Cum for me. With that, I feel the orgasm start in my toes and my eyes lose focus for a moment. My orgasm is a strong one, I shoot onto my upper chest, leaving a bit of a strafing look on my chest.

You continue to stroke my cock just a bit, you enjoy watching me squirm when my cock gets as sensitive as it does after an orgasm, although with your cock in my ass and my cock in your hand there is little room to squirm much. You release my cock and slowly start to collect the collection of cum on my chest. You know what good bitches do, don’t you?

You say, looking into my eyes.

They swallow, I say meekly.

That’s right, now open, be a good bitch, you say. I follow your instructions and your fingers go in my mouth. I suck them clean and swallow.

You continue, although very slowly, to slide your cock in and out of me. First thing tomorrow you will take care of these legs. You look like a French female Olympic weight lifter, completely unacceptable. For now, go clean yourself, along with my toys, up and come to bed. You stand up, pulling your cock out of my ass for the last time tonight. I kneel down in front of you and take the strap-on harness off of you, and help you step out of it.

I collect everything and enter the bathroom to clean everything, looking forward to crawling into bed with the women who owns me.

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The Tease
By: Carmenica Diaz (carmenica@carmenicadiaz.com)

The Tease by Carmenica Diaz

‘How are you today?’ Alice asked as she closed the door behind her.

‘Please,’ I said thickly, ‘I…’

‘Hush,’ she said softly, placing her bag on the table and walking to the kitchen.

I guessed she was getting a drink but it was also an opportunity for her to tantalise me, to allow me to look at her legs in the short skirt she was wearing.

She knew I couldn’t take my eyes from her legs.

Yes, Alice loved to tease and control and like a fool, I fell into her trap.

She returned with a glass of water and smiled at me.

Such a sweet and angelic face; one that immediately conjures up expectations of innocence and even, perhaps, naivety.

Until you know what she’s capable of.

I know I looked a sight – unshaven and dressed only in a robe, standing hunched in the corner.

‘It’s hot in here,’ Alice said calmly, walking towards me and I dreaded what was coming but couldn’t resist.

Her sweet perfume tantalised me as she undid the cloth belt that held my robe together at my waist.

‘Very hot so let’s cool you down.’

Deftly, she peeled the robe back off my shoulders and it fell in a grey puddle on the floor.

Her fingers brushing against my flesh sent electric tingles through my frustrated body. Alice smiled as she looked me up and down.

‘I might take my skirt off.’

‘No,’ I slurred quickly as I could, ‘please…don’t…’

‘Now darling, you know you’re powerless to stop me. We both know you’re all weak and submissive when you’re horny and you are horny, aren’t you?’

Alice smiled and I tried to tear my eyes away as she unzipped her skirt.She bent a little, pushing her bottom back towards me, working the zipper.

‘Please…please…’ I whined, ‘please…take this thing off me!’

I gestured at the cock cage that enclosed my pulsing cock and Alice smiled.

‘Not yet, darling, I quite like you this way. Besides,’ she pouted, stepping from her skirt, ‘it’s only been ten weeks.’

Ten weeks of constant frustration!

Ten weeks of denial and pain!

Ten weeks of being teased by this relentlessly cruel bitch!

‘Look darling, pantyhose with no knickers. Come and have a look,’ Alice murmured, sitting on the sofa.

Alice knew I was powerless to resist, of course, perhaps that was how Alice got her fun but I had to look.

Slowly, I fell to my knees and crawled over to the sofa.

She had trained me well.

Alice put both legs on the sofa and I stared at the silken beige pantyhose that enclosed her lower body and the black high heels.

She kept her pale blue blouse on – Alice knew it was legs and pussy that dominated me – and smiled as her finger smoothed the nylon mesh over her trimmed pussy.

‘It is hot today and my pussy is a little sticky in the pantyhose. Can you see, darling?’

‘Yes.’ I muttered thickly, wincing with the pain in my restricted cock.

‘Why don’t you give my thighs a little kiss while you smell me?’

How could I refuse?

My lips ran over the nylon as Alice stroked my hair. I inhaled and could smell her musky aroma and knew she was aroused from dominating me.

Once I was a self-assured businessman, a man in control of his own destiny but now I slavishly followed her every whim.

All because I allowed her to talk me into that awful chastity cage!

‘Does it still hurt you, darling?’ Alice asked, her fingers stroking my hair and I quivered at her touch.

I wanted to come – needed to come!

‘Do you think you could make me come through the pantyhose, darling?’ Alice asked softly, her fingers teasing my ear.

‘I…I…’

‘Don’t try to speak, darling, just nod or shake your head.’

I stared at the thin trail of pubic hair visible through the nylon mesh. I loved her pussy but I also hated it, as it was what enslaved me!

Dumbly, I nodded my head.

‘Of course you want to try,’ Alice said patiently, pushing my face closer to her cunt, so close her aroma filled my nostrils and my cock twisted and turned.

‘Please…’ I groaned and she giggled.

‘No,’ Alice said, closing her thighs, ‘not today, puss is a little tender.

Remember Jeff? I fucked him last night or, should I say, he fucked me! God, he was glorious, I came at least five times!’

I didn’t know if it was true or not, I couldn’t even think straight anymore but the idea of Alice being fucked by the brute Jeff made my cock squirm even more.

I was also insanely jealous but I couldn’t say anything, I couldn’t form the words and could only stare longingly at that thin trail of hair though the nylon.

Alice and I had been lovers once, enjoying all the things that lovers do including sexy little games that bordered on kinky.

And then, Alice had suggested chastity games and challenged me to go three weeks without coming. Stupidly, I fell for it and now, ten weeks later I was putty in her cruel hands.

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‘Please, Alice,’ I managed to say as she played with my hair, each stroke sending electric tremors through my quivering body, ‘please…’

‘What are you trying to say, darling?’ Alice asked with a sly smile, looking down at me as I desperately stared at her pantyhose covered lower belly, ‘what do you want?’

Of course, she knew very well but she enjoyed teasing me, taunting me with my inability to come!

I hadn’t realised just how cruel and mercenary she was.

Stumbling, I tried to form words and Alice giggled.

‘You want me to take the cage of your dickie?’

I nodded frantically and she softly patted my cheek.

‘Poor Stevie.’

Alice swung her legs off the sofa and walked to the window.

I remained staring at her bottom and legs in the sheer pantyhose, my cock throbbing painfully.

‘I hope it rains soon; it’s so terribly hot.’

Alice turned and smiled at me.

‘Time for another photograph, darling.’

My heart sank as she walked to her handbag.

Alice grinned as she checked her digital camera.

‘On all fours, darling, like a puppy.’

What could I do?

I could barely think straight and she held the key to my salvation.

The camera flashed and she giggled.

‘I can see the desperation in your big puppy-like eyes! It makes me wet!

If I wasn’t so tender, I’d have you trying to make me come though my hose!’

She aimed the camera again, it flashed and Alice then turned to find something in her large handbag.

‘Here you are, darling.’

I stared at the pink dildo she had casually dropped on the floor in front of me.

‘Push that into your bottom and smile for me.’

I had no idea what she did with these degrading pictures but Alice was always coming up with new poses, all of them intensely humiliating for me.

I no longer had a job so she couldn’t really blackmail me. They had fired me after the sixth week when I was a hopeless zombie, drooling after the girls in the office and looking like a slob.

Why blackmail anyway?

I would do anything for the hope of her unlocking the cage and playing with my swollen cock.

Once I used to fuck her, to feel her velvet smoothness around my cock!

Once, Alice used to suck me until I came!

Once!

Not any more.

Slowly, I inserted the dildo into my bum, grunting with the feeling and the camera flashed.

‘How sweet you look,’ Alice giggled and took another photograph.

‘That will do, darling, you can take it out. Make sure you clean it afterwards.’

‘You know, darling,’ Alice said as she packed the camera away in her handbag, ‘things aren’t going so well for you. You’ve lost your job and the landlord tells me he’s given you an eviction notice.’

He has?

I stared dumbly at her long legs, my cock pressing painfully against the hard mesh of the cock cage.

‘I think you should move in with me. I’ll get Jeff to come over and pack your things up.

You won’t need much, darling.’

‘Please,’ I begged in a thick voice, ‘please take this thing off me!’

I was strangely proud I managed to finish the sentence and Alice laughed softly.

‘Why on earth would I do that?’

She stood in front of me, her pantyhosed crotch directly in front of my yearning face and gently patted my head.

‘I like you this way and I want to see just what happens if I deprive you for even longer.’

My heart sank and Alice patted my cheek softly before walking away, stepping into her skirt.

‘I have to run, I have so much to do. At least when you move in with me, you’ll get decent food and I’ll make you shower more often. Truth is, darling, you smell rather a lot! How could I let a smelly man lick my precious jewel?’

Sadly, I watched her smooth nylon covered belly vanish into her skirt.

‘Poor Stevie,’ Alice said with a smile as she checked her face in the mirror. ‘So sad. I have something for you to cheer you up.’

She rummaged in her handbag, withdrew something and dropped it on the floor in front of me.

It was a pair of pink women’s panties – small, smooth and fringed with lace.

‘I wore those when I went out with Jeff. He’s such a hunk and was so sexy so they got a little moist. I’m sure you’ll have fun smelling them.’

Alice looked at me with a cruel twinkle in her eyes, lip-gloss tube in her hand.

‘You do want to smell them, don’t you, Stevie?’

I nodded, humiliated but driven by my imprisoned cock.

She giggled and applied lip-gloss. female muscle domination stories

‘I’ll be back later with Jeff and we’ll get you packed up and back to my place. We’ll give away a lot of your junk although Jeff thinks we should be able to sell some of it.’

She dropped the lip-gloss tube into her handbag, snapped the bag shut and patted my cheek again, her fingers teasing and taunting me at the same time.

‘Bye darling, you have a good smell of my panties and I’ll see you later.’

She laughed as she walked out and the door closed behind her.

A small tear drifted down my cheek as I realised the utter hopelessness of my situation.

My fingers shook as I picked up the pink panties and closing my eyes, pressed them to my face.

• A day in the life of the willingly kidnapped
• The weekend chapter 3

The Party
By: Jay (toobnu2@yahoo.net)

Kay informed me that she was having a little get together this Saturday and that I was going to be subservient to them. Kay has been my mistress for a year now and I’ve enjoyed it tremendously, but she has never shared me. All week I was horny with anticipation, I didn’t even know who was coming or what exactly I had to do. When Saturday arrived Kay made me shave my whole body and informed me to wear whatever she lays out. The guest would arrive at seven and I was to start preparing at 6:15. At the scheduled time I took a shower and shaved everything including my cock, which was so hard by now I couldn’t stand it.

I slid a finger in my ass and masturbated in shower to relive the tension that had built in me. I completed my shower and stepped into the bedroom. I could hear our guest talking in the living room. On the bed was a pair of Black panties with matching stockings, a black collar and a note. On the floor was a pair of heels. I put on my outfit and sat down to read the note. You will be our servant tonight. The food is already cooked. You are to serve us food and drinks. If we require anything you are to do it. To say no is not an option. You will be severely punished if you don’t comply with all requests. Start off by pouring four glasses of wine and deliver to each of us. I went into the kitchen and pour the wine, placed it on a tray and strolled into the living room. The ladies all stopped talking and gazed at me. In my living room were four gorgeous ladies, my Kay, Kim {the birthday girl}, Ann, and Stacie. All were smiling except Kay who was frowning. My dick wasn’t hard and I think she knew I had masturbated in the shower.

Kay had a stern look on her face as she instructed me to stand beside her. Once there she told be to bend over and grab my ankles.

Fuck this is going to hurt I think to myself. Whack I feel the sting of her paddle on my buttocks. Whack again I can hear the ladies gasping at what must be quite a site for them. Whack’ damnit this hurts, but I should have known better. She rubs my buttocks with her delicate hands, is it over I wonder. Whack she begins my punishment anew. Six more times she brings the paddle down on me. My ass is red and sore from my beating and my cock is beginning to get hard. I start to stand and Kay stops me with the touch of her hand. She instructs Ann to come to her. She then tells Ann that a good slave should be rewarded for taking their punishment well. Without saying another word Ann squats down, pulls my panties down and begins licking my sore backside. She lovingly kisses my soreness bringing my cock to complete fullness. She slips her tongue into my asshole a couple times then just as suddenly as she started she stops.

After serving the ladies their dinner they return to living room and got comfortable. I have to stop and tell you that they are extremely beautiful women. Kay is blonde, 5 ft 4, but with the body of a women who works out.

She is clearly in charge here. Kim is even shorter with blonde hair and an ass that was made for fucking with perfect legs. Ann is around same height as Kay but has huge tits, double Ds. Stacie is a tall lady, taller than me 5 ft 10 at least and even taller in the heels she wearing. She has what women like to call a big boned body. To me she is simply HOT. The women all take off their dresses to reveal their sexy lingerie. As if on cue all the ladies but Kay reach into pocketbooks and pull out strapon dildos. I now knew what kind of entertainment I was going to be.

The women all had large strapon dildos except Kay, and Kims’ was the biggest at 10 inches.

Kay instructed me to kneel before her. I did as I was told. She spread her legs and made me watch her finger her pussy. I could hear the other ladies playing but dared not look. I was on my knees sitting upright watching my wife finger fuck her to orgasm. Then she instructed me to lick her wet pussy and don’t stop no matter what. I lean over and begin tasting her. Her pussy was so wet. My ass was now in the air as I was on my knees and my hands where on her hips. free female domination cartoons

One of the ladies got behind me and pulls my panties down to my knees. She began licking my ass and balls from behind while I continued licking my wife. I don’t know who was behind me but I knew what was going to happen. I was going to get fucked good while I serviced Kay. My cock was harder than it had ever been. The lady quit licking me and spread lube on my asshole sticking a finger in as she greased me. She then slid her dildo into my ass. It wasn’t the big one I knew, but it was big enough. She eased it in taking her time with me, letting me get used to it. I didn’t miss a beat eating my wife, I knew better than to stop or moan too loudly.

I felt the ladies’ stomach on my ass as she buried the cock in me. She pounded me for a few minutes and I was about to cum when she stopped and withdrew from me. Someone reach around me and place a cock ring on my cock. The bitches I thought, they are going to keep me from cumming as long as possible and even if I do my cock will remain hard.

The next lady grabbed my hips and places her cock on my asshole. She pushed it in me all the way at once. I gasped at the suddenness of it and the jolt of pain I received. She leaned down on me and I knew it was Stacie, because of her size. She hugged my body and fucked me furiously like a man trying to cum. My cock couldn’t take any more I spewed cum all over the floor below me.

Moaning loudly as I did, never slowing down on my pussy tasting. Then Stacie came, fucking me hard as she did, this woman is a demon. When she was through coming she withdrew as quickly as she had put it in. She grabbed Keys’ paddle and gave me three licks with it chastising me for coming. By now Kay had orgassmed two more times.
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The last lady who I knew was Kim the birthday girl kissed my sore ass and back. She then placed her cock, which was the biggest against my asshole and slowly entered me. She slowly fucked me much more lovingly than the other two did. My ass opened up for her accommodating her huge dildo.

I was so full and all I could do was hold Kay tight and bury my face deep in her pussy. I felt two pair of hands spread my ass cheeks apart so Kim could get really deep in me. She bent over and kissed my neck. She grabbed my cock and gently stroked it while she slowly fucked me. All the while she whispered in my ear what a lovely little slut I was and how lucky Kay was to have a man like me. She never sped up keeping the same slow loving pace. My cock was rigid again and I couldn’t take anymore. I shuttered and shook as I came, my ass squeezing her cock. I was moaning so loud I couldn’t even hear the ladies.

Kim removed the dildo from her hips leaving it in me.

They pulled me down into a chair and tied me there. Then they lay down on the floor in a daisy chain eating each other to orgasm as I was tied down with a 10 inch dildo in my ass unable to move or touch myself. I came again just from the show I was receiving.

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• The job interview