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Kitten’s Submission Ch. 03
Upon completing her undressing, Lurker loosened a knob on each side of the table, allowing her leg restraints to slide along a track. Grabbing her ankles with his two massive hands, he pushed her feet towards her hips, causing her knees to bend. Once each heel had reached the cheeks of her ass, he tightened the knobs. Reaching under the table, he tripped a latch that caused the last several feet of the table’s top to fold down. Her exposed womanhood, suddenly positioned right at the end of the table, glistened in the glow of the room’s lights. The ever-growing pool of wetness began to run down the vertical surface of the folded table. › Continue reading
Making A Pet Ch. 05
“Answer me whore!” His hands sliding up my back to grip my hair, pulling my head back so my face was clearly seen by Melissa. “Do you want that whore?”
My eyes welling up with tears, “yes Master” I whispered.
“Good slut,” standing up his hand on the back of my neck and guiding me into the elevator. Melissa walked behind us. The door closes and he pushes me to my knees. Reaching down he strips my dress off of me. Leaving me naked in the elevator at their feet. My sandals and collar the only thing on my body. › Continue reading
Making Joan Beg
The first night I met Joan, she was at a party with her husband. Before long she was flirting with me, and soon after we were in a bathroom stall. I roughly pushed her to her knees on the sticky floor. Joan is a pretty woman, slender and smooth, sandy red hair that hung down to her shoulders.
I held that hair tightly as I fucked her red-painted lips for the first time. Just as I started to cum, I pulled out and spattered her face.
“I was going to cum in your mouth, but I thought you”d look better at the party like this,” I told her as I zipped up, washed my hands, and walked out. › Continue reading
Making A Pet Ch. 05
“Answer me whore!” His hands sliding up my back to grip my hair, pulling my head back so my face was clearly seen by Melissa. “Do you want that whore?”
My eyes welling up with tears, “yes Master” I whispered.
“Good slut,” standing up his hand on the back of my neck and guiding me into the elevator. Melissa walked behind us. The door closes and he pushes me to my knees. Reaching down he strips my dress off of me. Leaving me naked in the elevator at their feet. My sandals and collar the only thing on my body. › Continue reading
Eva’s Dark Longing Ch. 04
Anthony, smiling impishly, watched Eva as she washed down her first few bites with some merlot. “I suppose I owe Cecilia a big thank-you for lending you that book” Anthony said with a chuckle. Eva blushed at the memory of Anthony catching her getting off to that book. Anthony had yet to tell Eva that he asked Cecilia to lend her the book, but now there were more pressing matters at hand.
“I have drawn up a temporary charter, Eva. When I say temporary, I mean that for the next 90 days, I will be training you on how to serve me properly. If at the end of the 90 days, we both mutually wish to continue, then a more permanent contract will be drawn up, but even then your training will be continuous.” Anthony reached behind him and produced a document for Eva to read. › Continue reading
What Did I Get Into? Sunday
I woke up to discover that Britney had rolled over and was now again facing me, her arms curled up tight into me and her whole body against mine. It was an incredible way to wake up.
“Ahh isn’t that cute. The slave and Britney are cuddling.” Liz said, standing in the doorway. That woke Britney, she lifted her head and looked at the doorway. “Don’t get too comfortable lovebirds. We are heading out in an hour and a half.”
“Where are we going?” I asked Britney after Liz left.
“For the next bit just pretend you’re not going anywhere, stay here and enjoy the moment with me” said Britney. “Pretend you’re not a slave.” She wiggled around a little bit to get more comfortable. Her warm body felt so nice. › Continue reading
What Happens In Vegas
What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. That’s what all the ads say and I hope to God it’s true. Funny, but that’s the first thing that went through my head when Meredith told me to give her my skirt.
“Excuse me?” I giggled, certain that I’d misheard her. I had been drinking, not a lot, but enough that everything felt like the sharp corners and rough edges had been worn off. I’d fairly glided down the hall even though I was dreading having to tell Meredith that I’d lost her money. Her money. I’d already lost mine. › Continue reading
First Weekend
She looked around the house in astonishment. She”d been unsure what to expect, and had a clear idea that it would be out of the ordinary, but this was a church of enormous proportions, converted to make a home. In her minds eye she tried to picture it as it must have been when wedding cars had made their way up the long drive through the churchyard, turning slightly left through a pair of iron gates that he carefully closed behind them. That left them with about forty feet of lawns between the hedges before the end wall of the church reared up, its arched windows filled with abstract stained glass. She estimated the church at eighty to a hundred feet long, the sanctuary at the east end built as if it had been a later addition, lower than the main body of the church, and narrower. And all the time he talked, an amused stream of anecdotes, facts and details about this, his home. As they walked through the front door he gestured upwards, into the bell tower. › Continue reading
Fun With Cuffs & Ice Cubes Ch. 02
When we last left off, your arms were above your head, chained to the headboard, and legs were chained to the far corners of the queen sized bed. Your clothing was shredded, lying under and your naked body. An interesting necklace lies broke near by with shimmering beads scattered through out the bed.
I climb off your glistening body to open a drawer, and pull out a long green, red and purple peacock feather. I start tickling at your far left arm, sliding the light plumage at the tips of your fingers, along your wrist, forearm, and shoulder. Twirling it a bit along your chest above your breast, brushing against your neck, before continuing along the other arm and flicking past your finger tips. I move it by your little chin, swishing back and forth in small strokes between you breasts, all throughout your stomach with a circle around your belly button, to the nether-regions between your legs, fully exposed in your presently immobilized position. You lift your hips, rising as if to beg for more. › Continue reading
Fuck Me Shoes: End of the Beginning
*Fuck me shoes - the conclusion*
The room he led her into had a general burgundy colour to it. She noticed it immediately as it was so similar to the colour of her shoes. The shoes they called her fuck me shoes.
On a second look a large double bed with iron ends was covered with a burgundy duvet. It was this that gave the room its colour as the rest was actually in shadow with low lighting provided by some small floor lights.
Hanging over the bedstead were a set of ropes.
She stood somehow transfixed by the sight. She knew this was what she wanted, what the evening had built to, yet what was it? › Continue reading
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