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Taking her - Part 2 - Breakfast You wake to cold water blasting on you. He is hosing you off. God you smell like a dried up whore house slut. He pulls the dildos out of your pussy and ass, then sticks the hose full blast in one then the other. When he is done he places manacles on your wrists and ankles cutting you loose from the cage. He chains your hands be hind your back and a collar and leash around your neck. Time for some exercise you worthless slut. He leads you upstairs and out the...

Martha and Sharon decided to go out and play some pool. They knew that they could pick up guys at the local pub and they both liked to fuck. When they first went in the bar it was empty except for the barmaid. They almost left but Martha suggested they play a game of pool before moving on. Sharon agreed and racked up the balls. As Martha was about to break the balls two guys walked into the bar and sat down at a table near the pool table. Martha broke the balls hard driving in the ten ball. She took...

Liz looks to Chris for instructions, and he smiles at her obedience. He is reveling in having his wife give up control and she could almost kick herself for giving in without even thinking. Is she actually starting to enjoy giving up control to her husband? “Go answer the door and send my friends to the living room, I’ll go put the game on.” Chris commands. Liz walks to the door and as she opens it she feels the vibrator start a low buzz inside her pussy. She turns to glare at Chris but he is already in the living room...

Where you at? said the sexy voice on the other end of the line as I am driving. Heading back to San Diego, you coming over? I asked back As soon as I can be there I will. Okay hunny, I can't wait to be alone with you. I know doll, as soon as I get there we can just enjoy each others company. My heart was racing so fast as I am having this conversation with my husband (at the time he was still just my BF). He was going to be driving out to San Deigo to spend the...

“There we go…” I groaned, setting the crate down on the table. I sighed looking around the storage room; Once more I was alone in the factory, this time organizing shipments. Whimpering I arched my back. Stretching; I was more than sore from the days labor. Scrap stood in the corner, awaiting my orders. “Scrap time to head home.” In response, the automaton straightened slightly, hissed and clomped toward the door. I opened it, and followed my invention into the dimly lit streets. The streets were half empty, mostly people going home for the evening; every so often a steam car...

Part 1 Jesus, we're going to be late again, I think to myself as I sit on the couch in the living room, head propped on one hand. It was Saturday, the night of the Doonsberg party and there was no getting out of it. The neighbors down the street had invited us to their mansion months ago. RSVPs had been made, calenders checked and rechecked, phone calls made. In short, it was a done deal. If ever there had been a night for a party, this was it. The full moon of the late summer's eve gazes down lazily over...

I woke to sun coming through my window and a raging boner. Today was the day, I hopped out of bed I ran a shower, grabbed a bowl of cereal and ran out the door with my camera safely in my backpack. As made the walk to school the sun was warming my face and I was feeling darn right good. I had the whole world going for me .I walked past miss Cs house and hoped she had seen the email.(she must have I had a feeling that today nothing would go against me) Class started and by lunch I...

Being a psychiatrist, I am supposed to honor strict confidentiality with my patients. I had to get this story off my chest however, and it is one I couldn't confide in my colleges so I am changing the names to protect the innocent. My subject is a young girl who I will call Candy. I specialize in working with youths, particularly in cases relating to sex. Being a man, I usually worked with boys, but I would get some girls who just felt more comfortable talking about sex with a man for one reason or another. It was a little unusual...

Game over. Chris paced the carpet. Driven by the temptation to go back a watch his wife and her lover, but he didn’t, knowing that he was most definitely excluded from the action of their bedroom, hearing the squeals of delight, the sighs and sounds of sex coming from the room only a few feet and a couple of doors away from him was pure torment. The television played to its self, unobserved and disregarded as his minds eye played out the visions of what he knew was going on in there. Jacqui’s body writhing in its supple way, sweat glistening...

The Tutor and the Nymph I was given a suggestion to try and write something I know a bit more about, so I have decided I will share a story that actually happened to me bar a few things and plus a few others. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did. For three hours now I have tried to explain the concept to this ditsy blonde but even the simplest explanation confuses her, how she even managed to get into a science degree is beyond me. Well that’s not true I’m sure she must have fucked her way in...