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Sunday July 5th    0500hrs
Dear Journal
I was hoping I could write that John had come to my cabin and ravished me during the night but he didn’t, the bastard! Maybe he just wants to fuck all the women on the ship and I let him. Well he won’t get the chance to fuck me again I am going to pick up one of the passengers right in front of him that will teach him.
It’s early but I am wide awake so I think I will slip to the gym and the sauna before breakfast. I am so angry. Okay so I am just young and his daughters best friend but come on, I am sure if any woman knew they would understand exactly how I felt. I’ve a good mind to let Izzy catch us doing it, gawd I’m angry.

Sunday July 5th 0700hrs
Dear Journal
Enjoyed my workout in the gym and the sauna that followed. John’s personal steward brought me a note from him but I have just thrown it on my bed and have decided to wait till after breakfast to read it. That’s if I decide I am going to.

Sunday July 5th 1300hrs
Dear Journal
Johns note says to meet him in the boardroom after lunch with some sexy clothes on. I would like to say I am not going but I can’t as I want him to fuck me again. So instead I will just wear what I like. I know, I will wear my finishing school uniform; it’s so unsexy with its longish skirt and white blouse and black holdups. I’ll wear my proper knickers and school bra too.
If I put my red raincoat over the top and my hair in bunches that’s should teach him not to trifle with me. Also, any one seeing me will not know what I am wearing. I have yet to decide how I am going to get away from Izzy and Di yet as we are normally together. I know I will feign sickness at lunch they both hate the thought of sickness and will stay away at least for the afternoon.

Sunday July 5th 1925hrs
Dear Journal
I am writing this down as though you were there journal, though I have to admit my hands are shaking.
I went to the boardroom at 2pm. I was a little taken aback when I arrived and found John there with two other men. They were smoking cigars and drinking brandy by the looks of it. John simply said,
“Yes! Were you after something?”
I have to admit I was put on the back foot. There I was standing in my red raincoat looking like Little Red Ridinghood. So, I stammered,

“I got your errrrr note, to meet you here.”

“Didn’t it say to wear something sexy?”

The whole room could hear. I knew I was blushing as red as the raincoat I was standing in. How could he want me to say in front of all these men? Well I know three isn’t many but for me it suddenly became a massive crowd. I murmured.

“Yes.”

“I can’t hear you, speak up weren’t you taught to speak up when addressed by an adult!”

“Yes,” I could see he wanted me to shout it in his eyes so I did,

“YES!”

“Then take off that raincoat and let us see how sexy you look for us!”

Omgggggggggggggg I thought. Surely, he doesn’t want me showing off what I am wearing in front of these men. They were all standing staring at me. Tears welled up into my eyes; I couldn’t help it they just did. I tried to make a bolt for the door but one of the men stepped in front of it and threw me back into the centre of the room.
“If you try to run again,” he lifted a large sort of paddle from the wall,

“Do you understand me?”

“yes.”

“What?”

“YES.”

“That’s better now drop the coat and don’t make me ask you twice again!”

I didn’t like this idea at all. I was used to having the upper hand in fact most of my life I had always been given respect because of who I was but this man was forcing me to do what he wanted, and I was scared. Actually, that’s wrong I wasn’t just scared I was somehow excited too.

I just didn’t seem to understand the emotions coursing through my body at that moment. Slowly I reached up and unbuckling my belt let it fall and then unbuttoned the coat feeling it slip open I let it drop. Part of me was thinking how I wish I hadn’t come here and the other part was thinking how I wish I was wearing some really sexy hot clothes either on the top or lingerie.

I heard them gasp as they looked at me standing there in my school uniform. I couldn’t understand it these men seemed to think that this uniform was sexy. Men I don’t think I will ever understand what makes them tick. I could feel me now though, getting hotter between my legs. Though with these four blokes there, I really was nervous.
Two of the men pulled chairs so I could get up on the table and John just told me to get up and dance for them. I was helped onto the table and as music started I just danced, really, I didn’t know what to do I just sort of swayed and that. Suddenly John shouted.

“Take your blouse off!”

I couldn’t believe he was telling me to show these guys my bra. I still started straight away to undo the blouse buttons and watched as the men got closer to the table to watch. It gave me a surge of power a strange feeling I had never felt before, these men were totally held under my spell.

I let the blouse drop and could feel my uniform bra gripping my small tits as though they were hands.

“Now the skirt, but slowly I want to feel the pleasure of watching your panties come into view.” John shouted over the music.

With trembling hands, I undid the button on the waistband of my skirt and while my hips swayed and I danced about I let the skirt fall to my ankles. I stepped out of it and kicked it off the table I knew that there was already a damp spot between my legs. I wasn’t just turned on I was on fire!

As I danced about standing there in my white lingerie I could see the men crowded around the table now all watching me as I moved looking at that ever increasing dampness on my nix. Without being asked I started to undo the clasp of my bra. It really excited me to hear their gasp as I dropped it to the table and my tits were on show.
I didn’t even bother to cover them instead I bounced about making sure the small tits I had jiggled as much as possible. Gawd I wanted so much to touch myself, my clit felt so erect it was fit to burst. As I danced I waited for John to tell me to take off my nix, I still felt he wouldn’t though why I didn’t know.

Then that sudden shock,

“Come on get those knickers off!” His voice boomed out.

I really couldn’t understand it my hands just seemed to obey his command and my fingers were in the waist band as I eased them off my hips and let them slowly fall to the table top then with one foot out of them I kicked them away and into the air.

This tall man caught them he already had his cock out and was wanking as he grabbed my nix and sniffing them wanked faster. Watching them all I was so horny my hand slid between my thighs I couldn’t care now who watched I needed to cum.

“Stop that slut!” John’s voice boomed out.

I stopped immediately. They helped me off the table and lay me on one of the settee’s that were around the room. John then made me suck him while he toyed a little with my clit I was getting desperate. When he called over this other man whose cock wasn’t as thick as Johns but was longer and the guy just rammed it up me.

Gawd it was fantastic feeling a cock in my mouth and another hammering my pussy over and over again. Suddenly I felt his red hot cum shoot hard and fast up inside me and at the same time John shot deep into my throat. I would have liked to describe the feeling but the only word I can think of is heaven.

John told me that on this voyage I would be the boardroom entertainment for whom and whatever he wanted. That he would provide the clothes and tell me what to wear each time I came there. The fear seemed to well up inside me at the way he spoke to me I was not used to lackey’s not even rich ones telling me, Lady Charlotte what to do.

I was still bent over the settee arm my naked arse up in the air which when you think about it is really funny, thinking of John as a rich lackey. Suddenly I felt the heat spread across my arse cheeks then sort of delayed heard the thwack followed by that sting. I shall never forget that sting.

It made me cry out and cum at the same time. Then the hand of a stranger rubbing over the stinging burn. His fingers touching and twisting my clit. He eased the handle of the paddle up inside my cunny lips it seemed to vibrate all the while he was working my clit. The pain was sort of hurting and yet exquisite.

“Relax your ass,” he said.

When I did he slowly worked a finger into it all the time he kept pulling it out and taking scoops of my pussy cream to sort of grease his fingers entrance. No one had ever done this to me before. I wasn’t quite sure how to react as in some ways it was really exciting but also sort of uncomfortable. I felt him take the paddle from my cunny.
Oooooohhhhhhhh mmmmmyyyyyyyyyy Gawd I felt the handle at the entrance my little puckered entrance. Surely, he wasn’t going toooooo Yeessssssssssssss he did, he eased the handle up into me. Slowly at first till he got it right inside and then that hum as it started to vibrate.

Now it was a very odd feeling. Not so uncomfortable but yet really sexy. My cunny though really felt empty with my ass enjoying this vibrating stick up it my clit seemed to be more desperate for something to touch it. I reached back to just touch my clit which was buzzing so badly I just wanted another cum.
The man saw what I was trying to do and pulling out the vibrating paddle I heard a whoosh of a sound and then that sharp stinging on my ass cheeks as the pain and heat of the paddle permeated around my arse. Then without a word that buzzing hum was shoved straight back up my asshole.

“Please I need it so bad. PLEEEEASSSSSSEeeeeeeeeeee, I’ll do anything!”

I felt the cock start to touch my mouth before I realized that he was standing there. This was the youngest in the room; I recognised his trousers, he was maybe about 24. At another time I would have let him do whatever anyways as he was what Di referred to as really hot. Tall about 6ft 2, broad shoulders dark and very handsome.
His cock sort of short but thick or fat you could say. Something like a very fat bratwurst. He was insistent and I didn’t want another whacking so I opened my mouth wide and let him slip into my mouth. I could taste his cum on him so he could have been the one that had shot his cum onto my back when those John and the other man were fucking me.
I still needed something anything to touch my clit and then I felt it! A man slid under me and slowly pulled me down onto his rampant member.
Ohhhhhhhhh that beautiful feeling when your cunny is penetrated fully and you can fuck something. The buzz thing seemed to be pulled out of me and I felt strangely empty.
Then, I felt it a cock was going to start fucking my ass. No, they couldn’t do that even though that buzzer thing was nice this was a full thick cock. I felt it forcing its way up inside me touching the cock head that was inside my pussy. I tried to scream but all I managed was to sink deeper onto the cock that was now fully taking my throat.
I could feel this young man getting close and also the cock in my ass start to really fuck it. Long, hard, slow movements. While the cock in my pussy was ramming into me and it also felt like it was going to cum.

Ohhhhhhhhh Mmmmmyyyyy Gaaawdddddddd I was going to be drowned by cum.

Was it like swimming in water? How would I manage to swallow this young man’s cum if my other two holes were taking cum into them also? I seemed to become so scared and then suddenly so worked up as though every part of my body was on fire and wanting to feel them shoot at the same time.

My orgasm was fast approaching and I just let it happen. I couldn’t tell who came first as everything seemed to be within a split second apart. All I knew was as they pulled out I had cum all over me inside and out. In my hair around my mouth and I felt fantastic.

I just collapsed onto the settee and lay there till John said,

“Get dressed I will let you know when I want you again!”

Silently I dressed like some naughty c***d. Yet I had never felt so degraded in my life I fairly sloped to my stateroom. I wrote this entry before I went and showered my body felt dirty. I thought I had experienced sex before but this was something different I just felt used.
Sunday July 5th 2355hrs
Dear Journal
John ignored me during dinner and not only that but my young body is wracked with aches and pains. Even though I have had a really good shower I am still feeling the cum running out of my holes and into my panties. Izzy and Di asked where I had been all afternoon as they couldn’t find me.
I told them I had felt a bit sea sick so was in the medical room with the doc and they both laughed fucking him no doubt. So, with nothing to write about I am going to shower again then go to bed.

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Thursday. Intake This woman named Helen said I should start a Journal about my time here, so that I could make some sense of it all. That it would help me to put things into perspective. It's really hard to do that, but I'll try, for this week at least. Last week I was picked in the PCB lottery (Population Control Board). My first time eligible, and I was picked and notified. My mom freaked out, and everyone in the family got upset. My sister Heather cried like a baby, and told mom that she...

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The Journal of Darin TaylorChapter 1

My name is Darin Taylor. I started a journal shortly after I turned twelve. The journal itself is just a collection of bits and pieces of my thoughts and ideas about things that have happened to me and my mom. I have kept the journal secret, but perhaps one day someone else my age may use what I have learned, so I have rewritten it as a continuous narrative. I just turned seventeen a few days ago. I received a scholarship to the university and will be starting college in a few weeks. This...

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A Sissys Journal Page

Sitting here naked except for my cage, what a feeling the cold steel around my cock and balls has set me free to explore. Last night with Mistress was the best! As I relive it I want to touch myself but I am locked away, no access to a key and I love it for my cock is no longer mine. My ass is still all tingly in such a good way. Mistress is getting less and less shy about spanking me harder!  When She stopped I wanted to beg for more but that isn't my place. The cold steel is a constant...

Femdom
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Little Red Journal 5 My Type

04/20/---CI dreamt I made out with EK.  It felt so good.  There wasn't any action around where the legs split off; though my leg did start to wrap around his.  I no [know] he isn't thin.  And he has turned into a real rebel now.  If my friends knew I like him they would think I'm desperate like Vicky.  I haven't liked EK for that long.  Physical touch... This was just a dream, but God... I don't care who it fucking is.  I want touch...05/06/---CYou know Mom's starting to suspect I am not...

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Her Journal

He asked me to write something real. To write what I know. He said there is talent in my writing. I have to laugh, thinking maybe even he can’t see through the bullshit I write…but then again maybe he can. So this I write, what I know…what is me…as painful as it is going to be… I look at the journal before me, the latest of many I have hidden in a chest. Only this one unlike all the others is empty of words, with the exception of pretty phrases cut out of magazines and pictures of places I...

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Lost Lambs Little Red Journal 2Masturbation and Nudity

3/26/---- lying naked on the floor in my room listening to “I’ll Be Your Inspiration.” dancing in front of the window that work to me as a mirror.  Screw clothesWithout any real relationships, I was constrained to my own sensuality and imagination.  At a certain point in my life, I began staying up or getting up again late at night to dance naked in my room to a stereo turned quiet enough so that I was the only one in the house to hear it. I would listen to techno music and gyrate as...

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December Swap Meat Journal Entry

December chill has hit us but I still long for attention and fun. A few recent swingers parties were okay at best — but they keep me hungry for more.I'm very fortunate that I live this lifestyle and I wish that I’d started younger. My husband is awesome — he just is. I never really write about him much because he doesn't know I keep this journal. And he certainly doesn’t know about some of the things I do. They would probably crush him. I step out more than I should but we have a “don't ask,...

Swingers
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My November Journal Entry

My birthday was on a Sunday and all I had planned was a swinger’s club visit and some husband fun. I didn’t expect much to happen but I was hoping it would as the start of November had been disappointing, nothing other than a dud swinger’s party. In the event, I had a great romantic weekend on my birthday and hubby’s birthday was on the horizon as well. All good signs.I'd been bored to tears during the work week and I masturbated like a teenager to on-cam guys who had huge cocks. I had happy...

Cheating
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The Secret Confessions Of Bella Journal One

Journal One 7/7/16 It's a funny thing, really. I used to be one of those shy and reserved girls during my freshman and sophomore years in high school. I had a close group of friends and everything, but I was never known as the most outgoing or the most popular. I usually avoided going to school dances because it was just so far from my comfort zone (having the entire school watch me dance? no thanks), and I would hesitate talking about anything sexual in front of my friends because, well, I...

First Time
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The Sissy Journal Vol 001

This is a journal every sissy should read. Hope you like it, more to cum ;) by Lady Jayne Hills, Detroit Sissy Society CEO and True Boss Bitch. The Sissy Journalby Lady Jayne HillsDetroit Sissy Society CEO and True Boss BitchDay : 03/13/2019Time : 1:30 PMHow : Gr****rWhere : His Place - HouseName : ? 001 ?He hit me up on gr****r. We chatted and swapped pics. Sent girly pics first, then boy pics. He wanted to meet up right away. I went over to his house in boy clothes. He lives only a few blocks...

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MORE of MOMS JOURNAL

Sorry for delay in adding more but has been a hitch of a summer. Wife and I read more of MOMS journal over weekend, well I read it out loud as she sucked my dick. Picked up early spring when I was 15 , started when mom, dad, John and I were in church, we always say in back row, where most of us white folk sat, as minister was giving sermon said the deacon that she had sucked off at motel several times slid a note to her, when she looked back at minister he was looking at her with a smirk on his...

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MOMS JOURNAL 3

Back again, after reading in journal about the conference mom and Patty were repeatedly fucked and fed cocks to suck there was a calender gap of a couple weeks, I assume while Moms cunt, ass and jaws healed and got over soreness. There were no party's during that time in our rec room either, Jerome and Travis were at a loss too told me their dad's weren't talking about mom anymore, John next door wasn't coming over and at time we thought it was done, that mom had been used and abused at...

1 year ago
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Stories from wifes journal cont 2

**I am doing my best to put her diary (journal)entries into story form.and keep it all connected. She must be writing in parts of her experiences that were more important first then filling in. also her english is not great so i do my best here. Even now she does not know i copied the journal , i wish i could have witnessed her escapades as they happened. but now that i know her very sexy secret life , i am more turned on than ever.**... i got a call from Artie.(this is her college friend) he...

2 years ago
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The Journal of Jonathan Harker

The Journal of Jonathan Harker By Robin O. My name is Jonathan Harker. I had been looking for employment since I graduated from college six months ago with a degree in Eastern European history. My resume and photo on the Internet had not garnered me any job offers. In fact, I hadn't even had an interview. Then, I received an e-mail from an employment agency working for a prospective employer in Romania offering me employment as a personal secretary. As a college exchange student, I...

2 years ago
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Journal is read

She was my 8th grade teacher. She was tall, a few pounds overweight, always dressed in skirts or dresses, and wore her makeup as if she was going out on the town. I loved her in 8th grade, and now, as a 18 year old college student and the PE teacher at the same grade school, I loved her even more. She and her lawyer husband, Kenny, knew how cash strapped I was so they were constantly giving me odd jobs around the house, at his law office, or house sitting to make ends meet. I...

1 year ago
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My Sex Journal The New Years Eve Kiss

Don, for those of you who haven't yet read my earlier journal entries, Don is my father. As a child, he was something of a Boy Edison and had acquired his first pattern by the age of sixteen. He had two more by the time he graduated from high school. He's never invented anything that changed the world, like Edison's light bulb or phonograph, but they did earn him a sizable income. Like Edison, he started out with a tiny workshop but now has several large buildings behind our beautiful, old...

Incest
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A Short Journal Entry For Covid Times

This Covid world has been very difficult for everyone and, as swingers, my guy and I have barely played with anybody. The parties around here have really not been worth taking the obvious risk.I’ve managed to have some fun and my husband and I have played a few times — but I've spent more time trying to find worthy adventures as you can read in my journal entries.I’m always seeking new people but nobody, male or female, has jumped out at me for some time. Then, last week at work, I got a notice...

True
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The Journal Revisited

Last few entries of a journal found among the belongings of Sgt. Douglas McBride. 2004 March 15, 2004 I was crushed. In the six months that I have been stationed in the Middle East, I have sent and received over one hundred letters and emails to my wife of three years. At first, her letters or emails arrived daily, sometimes even more than once a day. Most of my pay was going to our joint bank account in Kansas were we lived when I was stationed in the United States. I should have suspected...

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Summer of 1992Chapter 2 Kelleys journal Part one

My name is Kelley Anne Harvey. I began recording my private thoughts and my most intimate activities after reading my boyfriend's journal. I'm already discovering how therapeutic it can be to describe what I do and how I feel. Through this journal, I hope to get to know myself better. Since this file will be for my eyes only, I promise to be honest and hold back nothing. Truth, no matter how brutal, shall reign. I was born Kelley Anne Ellis on the nineteenth of April, 1968, to Edwin and...

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Lady CharlotteChapter 3

It startled Charlotte when she heard the distant sound of a wagon approaching. Henry was not to be home for another two days, Charlotte anxious for his return, the two month trip too long to be without her beloved husband. Lord Michael had sent him to France for some urgent business, Henry was a much better negotiator than him. Lord Michael loved to win more than reach an amenable agreement. Charlotte looked into the mirror, brushing aside an errant hair from her face, smiling broadly at the...

2 years ago
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Lucys Journal

Many weeks went by and my mind was never far away from that journal I saw Lucy writing in. The titles stirred my imagination and I was about to get my first look within days. Lucy was going away on a training session for work with a few of her colleagues and I knew I could take a peek while Linda was at work. I stayed over at Linda's the first night knowing that I would have the place to myself once she had left for work the next morning. I was at the kitchen table when Linda came over and gave...

1 year ago
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Lady CharlotteChapter 4

Lord Bishop had summoned her on Tuesday, Charlotte knowing that there was news from the hearing that was held on Monday. Now she could get on with her life, able to control her own destiny and that of Anna and Jenna. They had taken their father’s death hard, but they were resilient, just like their mother. They all knew they had to build a new life and go on without him. Her stomach was fluttering, barely able to get any breakfast down, hoping for good news. She arrived fifteen minutes...

3 years ago
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Lady CharlotteChapter 10

The dinner started off tense, Lady Charlotte first meeting the men that were important in her daughter’s lives. Lord Michael had tried to explain them to Lady Charlotte, but she had a hard time grasping the reality that her young daughters were now women. This at a time when she was still trying to fathom and find the boundaries of her relationship with Lord Michael. Lady Charlotte scanned the men, starting with Lord Roger Bigod. His family was one of the richest and most powerful. Lord...

4 years ago
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Lady CharlotteChapter 6

“Are you all right Anna?” Charlotte worried about Anna more than Jenna. “Yes Mother,” Anna bravely answering. “Did he punish you?” Anna didn’t seem to be that upset over the whole thing. Maybe Lord Michael was just testing her to see if she would be obedient. Charlotte could tell that Lord Michael liked his women submissive. “Yes,” Anna’s head hung down, not wanting to look in her mother’s eyes, ashamed at the way she had responded to the punishment. “Well, at least it’s over,”...

2 years ago
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Lady CharlotteChapter 8

It had been over a month now and Lord Michael seemed to have moved in, Lady Charlotte not protesting the arrangement. In fact she had never been so sexually satisfied since Henri, the painter twenty years ago. That in spite of not fully understanding it herself. Lord Michael had taken her sexually to places that she never even considered before or even fathomed. She found herself bound often, yanking on the rope that kept her naked body spread for him, the bondage heightening the arousal. He...

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