The Keyholder Pt 4
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“Just that please,” Ben mumbled as he nervously placed the steel chastity cage and padlock on the counter. He was on his way back from drinks with the football team and the elation of winning combined with the alcohol had given him the courage to finally indulge one of his fantasies. Careful not to make too much eye contact, he glanced briefly at the woman behind the counter, who smiled kindly as she wrapped the cage for him and took the cash. He was now really starting to feel embarrassed,...
BDSMThe small winery and vineyard my parents owned was about four hours from my home—one of those little towns in the Willamette valley. I didn’t visit often for a variety of reasons, but this time had a purpose. Robby, a co-worker at my office, had come with me. I met Robby when he came to work with our company. It seemed like he just kind of showed up for work at our office building one day. He managed to land some kind of informal, part time legal research gig—something about trademarks and...
My last production was in my final year at college. Throughout my high school years I was taking drama as a subject. Our boys only school didn't have the numbers to offer it, so we took it at the exclusive girl's school in town. I landed several leading roles and built up some contacts, fell in love and just generally became well known to all the girls in the school. It was one of these connections that called me up offering me the lead role in a play. I was the only college student, the...
Hi! Readers, this is Vineeth here today am gonna tell you how I got laid with my dream senior and how my fantasy sex life begins. Let’s not waste time and get into the sex story. It’s a true sex story happened 6months ago.I am 23 doing my internship in a reputed college in Chennai. I am fair, athletic body. I am a football player that keeps my look and stamina great. The heroine of the sex story is Krithika, my senior, to tell about her, she is a true sculpture with perfect structure. She is...
Synopsis of the Night Skies Hotel Universe: Centuries ago, two world- spanning civilizations made first contact via technology that enabled access to multiple realities. Each civilization was unique in the sense that a single sex dominated it -- Terra's Patriarchy by males, and Gaia's Sisterhood by females. Gaia was the more artistic of the two, had closer links to nature and was more advanced than Terra in some of the sciences, such as biology and physics. Terra, on the other hand, had...
God, my head hurt. I was having such a hard time thinking straight. Everything hurt, not just my head, but that was definitely number one on the list. I couldn’t remember where I was, how I’d gotten here. Why did everything look so familiar? This wasn’t my stuff. So why did I recognize it? Think, Justin. Retrace your steps. What do you remember? The weekend. It had been the weekend. Yes. Ssssssunday night? Yeah, that sounded right. Something about… a special occasion? Not a happy...
Weekend nights are the loneliest at all the time! Because I always have relationships with men in the present, I am tired been stood up by them and put down a lot by them. The only way to save my heart from getting broken is to keep a promise to me that I will never go on a date anymore. But, I have the fantasies for sexual desire and to be love. I don’t have anyone to romanticize me with roses and candles to dine, to share my sexual fantasies with. Instead, I always eat chinese food; drink a...
EroticFeeling eyes on her Brenda looked over the rim of the glass of red wine she was drinking. She saw a couple of guys sitting at the bar, across from the corner table where she sat was a sultry redhead. Making eye contact with the woman she put the glass down and ran her tongue across her lips feeling the cool wine slide down her throat, not breaking the gaze she watched as the other woman stood up and walked over to her. Feeling a smile come to her she squeezed her thighs together, this could be...
Lesbian"I don't know how that went Kay, but it didn't sound too bad from what I heard of the conversation." "It didn't go badly but it didn't go well either. The best thing I can say about it is there wasn't an absolute and immediately negative reaction. Mom's not happy; if she was she'd have let me know that. Since she didn't say anything about the arrangement I know it's bothering her but not how much, yet. Dad on the other hand is really bothered by it. He wants to think about it and...
Queen Fanura smiled wryly as she looked up from the parchment in her hand. The messenger who brought it offered to interpret it into her language, but she had no need of translation. She read and spoke Corthon almost as well as she did her own Nurian. Her mother, who had been Queen before her, had seen to that by giving her the son of a Corthon warrior, one of her mother's many lovers, as her playmate. When she was twelve, she had taken him to her bed and made him her first boy slave. "Our...
My name's Alexander Nwabudikae Morgan Sexton and way too many of my male friends think I'm a damn lucky son of a gun. When I turned 21 I was struck by the Sexton Family Curse: my lips and tongue taste like the best red wine in history to any woman whom I willingly kiss that has ever tasted a red wine before: and will get them drunk like it too. You'd have thought that would be a blessing, but it's not, oh boy, it's not! Just for starters, sure, girls throw themselves at me looking for a free...
FantasyThe weekend in Paris had been fantastic, three whole days with Amy plus three consecutive nights of release. Returning to work had been hard, not least because he had now spent five continuous days inside the locked chastity cage. Nights were particularly hard as his cock had started to expect freedom. In the early hours it would throb and the pressure inside the cage would build. Ben would wake up and massage his balls while he watched his helpless red straining cock try to squeeze through the...
BDSMChastity with Ex as Keyholder Ch. 07bychastity_sissy©The only light came from the crack at the bottom of the floor. I tested my handcuffs as quietly as possible, verifying there was no way to squeeze my wrists out of their cold, metal clutches. I was completely stuck.I could hear my Ex on the other side of the door. She was panting heavily. I could only imagine her Boyfriend's cock ramming her inside and out, over and over again.I guess I should back up just a little bit, although there is...
Chastity with Ex as Keyholder Ch. 05bychastity_sissy©Almost every time my Ex had sex with her boyfriend I had to listen. My Ex had decided it was mandatory and would quiz me on how many times she had an orgasm just to make sure I was actually listening, not to mention drive home the fact I couldn't cum.At least, so I thought.You have to understand that not having an orgasm for over a week doesn't sound like a long time, and I'm sure I've gone longer than that without wearing a chastity device....
You're going for wine and you know exactly what we both want you to do. You're in a very short dress and a thong. I'm at work dying to hear how it went. When you get there he's checking out one customer and he looks at you as you enter the store. You push up your sunglasses and smile nicely at him. He likes it and smiles back. You stroll the aisles until he's done at the register. You see him walk over towards you and you have butterflies in your stomach. He's tall and lean and black. ...
SRU Wine BY Bashful Darrell Singleton was lonely and depressed. He always got this way around the beginning of December. The start of the holiday party season. He was a nice enough looking guy and his friends and co-workers liked Him, but he didn't get out much. He was shy, especially in large groups and around women. It had always been that way. This year, he was determined to do things differently. He was going to learn to mix with people and maybe find himself a...
Red, Red Wine A "Twisted Glenn" Tale by Trinity Podryn sat at the bar of the Crimson Hen and tried to drown his worries with ale. He was an unassuming lad, shorter than most yet heavier than some, and his brown hair was currently flopping any way it felt. He was dressed like a typical squire, leather boots with sturdy cloth pants and a tunic that looked like it had seen some time. The Hen was a tavern typical to the forested villages of Twisted Glen, mwith wood beams...
Unusual experiences are hard to forget. The howling Canadian man, was he a GRANDPA? My experience with GRANDPA s has been that they play hard to get initially but once they come around they are the most PASSIONATE. Howling is a first though. Did he shoot a LARGE load? My experience with a GRANDPA in his late 60s was very interesting. I went wine tasting in NAPA and I saw that he liked to talk about the wine a lot. I was a novice back then. He spoke at length about his wine collection. He was...
I am writing down my experience with 63 year old Lady with whom sex was one of the best-thing It ever happened.Little intro about myself, I am an Indian Origin, 6ft 2inch in height, average size tool, 6inch & 2.75 inch thickness with large mushroom head. This is a lady of 63 year age (40:32:38 Stats) who was my regular customer named Doreen (Name Changes for security Purpose) at the shop where I worked. I think this is enough of intro let me come to the real part.In those days I used to...
Hi to everyone specially the matured Women, Divorced Ladies, Widow Women. This Is London Boy. I am narrating this true incident happened in my life back in 1997, where I was only in late teens & early twenties. As I am regular visitor of ISS and enjoyed quiet few stories. After so long I am writing down my experience with 63 year old Lady with whom sex was one of the best-thing It ever happened. Little intro about myself, I am an Indian Origin, 6ft 2inch in height, average size tool, 6inch &...
Eric groaned as consciousness forced itself upon him once more. Pressing the heels of his hands against his eyes, he couldn't help but wonder how he'd ended up naked, in bed, and feeling as if he'd been force fed to a trash compactor. Not bad for his first night back home. Of course, the sad thing was he hadn't even gone out drinking. Not that he could recall, at any rate. In fact, now that he thought about it, the only thing he remembered drinking last night was a glass of wine from...
“Hey Justin*.” I returned the smile and removed my sunglasses, “Well, well if it isn’t my favourite sales lady, hey Christine, how is things?” She chuckled at my half-compliment, “Not too bad, business is slow though.” I nodded my head, placed my helmet on the counter and leaned on my arms next to it, “Yeah I hear you, having a slow time myself.” Christine is almost ten years my senior, after her divorce I’ve been flirting regularly with her, but never actually tried to...
Jack and I had gotten away with the perfect murder, so why did I feel so shitty? And, as Jack had said, "The bitch deserved it!" She did, if anyone did, so why did I feel so shitty? The police were at a complete dead end, no closer now to solving it then they were last week. So why did I feel so shitty? I just did, is all. Perhaps the fact that I don't go around killing people, whether they need it or not, as a general practice, figures in somehow. I'm funny that way about killing people....
The deep red of the wine in the goblet caught the sun and reflected red into the air. You looked deep into the Damson and touched it to your lips allowing the heavy sweet liquor to soothe your throat. Sighing you looked about the field of long grass and wept due to loneliness. You a daughter of a humble crofter had married the lord of the manor but he was an old man and you a passionate woman who sought a love you could not have. He delighted in dressing you in the costliest silks and fabrics....
I awoke to a sunny morning, rolled over and open my eyes to see my beautiful wife Janet looking at me with a half grin on her face, Good morning, honey! she says, Oooh, is that a little erection you have there? What were you thinking about? or should I say dreaming about? Her face hadn't even come into full focus yet, she continued, I've been laying here for an hour listening to you talk in your sleep and boy! what ever was going on in that head of yours I wish I could have been there. Now I'm...
by DireLilith Leah'andra sat at the head of the empty dining hall table, in a drunken stupor. None of the servants standing around her dared to caution her against such a state. They knew her temper, and the fury of her whip. They dared do nothing to stop the Drow Matron from indulging deeply. The house was a mess, as much of a mess as a Drow home could be. It was situated far from any of the other great Houses in the deep subterranean city Leah'andra had grown up in herself. She preferred her...
Sweet Holiday Wine by Throne About a week before Christmas, my wife Mila announced that we were running out to the mall for some last-minute shopping. I had already gotten her the usual bottle of fancy perfume, which she would be expecting. Then, on my own, I picked a lovely red scarf that would contrast well with the earth tones she favored. When we got to the mall, the two of us looked like an average couple in their mid-20s. We're both short. I'm not exactly what you'd call...
The following is the 2nd part of Eye of the Beholder. I have had some very positive feedback on part 1. I hope you enjoy this as much. Please let me know by leaving a review or email me at [email protected] Part 3 will follow shortly. Eye of the Beholder - Part 2 - by: Tanya Grant Consequences: I woke a few hours later, the smell of coffee wafted into the room, as well as toast and eggs. I realised I was starving hungry. I looked around for something to wear, and saw...
Eye of the Beholder Part 3 ? by: Tanya Grant This is the continuation of Alex Wards undercover operation. Please read parts 1 & 2 first if you are unfamiliar with the story. This story and it's constituent parts are copyright Tanya Grant and no reproduction or use outside of those sites given permission to carry is implied or allowed. Please contact [email protected] if you want to talk to the author. Part 4, the final episode is being written and should be...
It's early in the morning. The touch of the sun's rays is just pouring over the edge of the hills outside the window as you start to wake. It's a lovely sight and you blink a few times, taking it all into your tired brain. You yawn and stretch, sitting up, and then rub your eyes a little. Your hair is hanging loose down your back, long curls tangled and unruly around your shoulders, something that seems a bit bizarre and then everything comes back. He had been serving you that single coffee,...
Hi friends, rocky here this is my first story I am from salem (tamilnadu) text me on Com I am 24 yrs old normal guy with good fucking sense, this is a story of me and my aunt! This happened before 1yr, she is of 29 yrs old slim and hot any guy would love to flirt with her cos of her eyes, her eyes are damn sexy! Let’s get to the story She was married to my uncle when she was 23 and they are having a child but my uncle was stupid instead of loving this beautiful women he fell in love with wine,...
And there he was, buckling over, gritting his teeth and trying to hide the pain. I had it confirmed. Dr. Oswalt had been glancing at his female students more and more over the past few weeks. I wasn't the first to notice. I remember Leanne pointing it out to me way back in October. But after that, it seemed obvious. He was constantly taking looks at my tits, and everybody else's. I remember the theories … he wasn't banging his wife anymore, he was just becoming a creepy old man, etc. I...
BDSMChastity with Ex as Keyholder Ch. 08bychastity_sissy©"So, that is what you fantasize about? Having my hot boyfriend and me making you our little sissy bitch? Pathetic," my Ex said flipping through the pages of the story I had submitted to her, while I worshipped her sweaty pantyhosed feet per our already established agreement.I still couldn't believe an Ex of mine was actually a hot Hooters girl. Being one with a small, tiny, thing for uniforms, I couldn't believe I had let this one slip...
Chastity with Ex as Keyholder Ch. 06bychastity_sissy©My Ex knew me. She knew me better than I knew myself. She knew it had been a deep, disregarded fantasy of mine to be a helpless maid amongst a variety of men and women, all dressed up in pretty outfits demanding drinks and snacks from the maids passing by.She had, without a doubt, put "the guy" in his place. My cock was completely locked away in full metal, and it would require an ER visit to physically remove the device without a key. I...
Chastity with Ex as Keyholder Ch. 02bychastity_sissy©From what I could remember the following morning, I had definitely done something stupid. My memory became fuzzy after she had left. Just as she had predicted, I surfed the web and looked at my saved cache of porn. Unable to get off on it, I drank more and stayed up later than usual until everything became a blur and I woke up on the couch, still dressed in the corset and nylons.Good thing I had the day off.Work! How could I deal with wearing...
Chastity with Ex as Keyholderbychastity_sissy©Several days off. I was looking forward to it. The days off had been meant for something else, but those plans fell through. Now, I had the weekend plus several extra days. I could barely contain myself as I was excited to try out the new toy I had recently purchased.As soon as I got to my apartment, I checked with the management building and sure enough, the package was there. Before I could do anything else, I had the package opened on my table...
I was walking to the button when l heard someone called me and l turned to see a lady l knew somewhere “.lt’s been quite a while,isn’t it”,She smiled and l entered her shop. I wanted to shake her hand but she saw me gazing at her huge boobs. She drew my hand to her breast and l squeezed gently. She was on her knees,opening my trouser zip.She brought out my rod,into her mouth,and she sucked it.
It all started in the hotel bariAs the duty manager I got called to the bar to deal with a complaint. When I got there I was sent to you, a very good looking mature woman who said your 1982 bottle of chateau neuf was corked. As I apprached you I noticed you had a figure hugging pencil skirt on and i took a sharp intake of breath as I noticed the suspender belt outlined and a panty vpl. I was aware that my dick was getting hard I sat down oppisite you hoping you hadnt noticed the bulge in my...
It all started in the hotel bariAs the duty manager I got called to the bar to deal with a complaint. When I got there I was sent to you, a very good looking mature woman who said your 1982 bottle of chateau neuf was corked. As I apprached you I noticed you had a figure hugging pencil skirt on and i took a sharp intake of breath as I noticed the suspender belt outlined and a panty vpl. I was aware that my dick was getting hard I sat down oppisite you hoping you hadnt noticed the bulge in my...
Landenberg is just over the Line. My old commander Michael Cresap, may the Lord have mercy on his roisterous soul, would have sworn that it was in Maryland, but then he famously considered Philadelphia one of his state's prettiest towns. I am not sure whether it is Quaker or Lutheran, Tory or Patriot, but it was a fine and hospitable crossroads in September of 1777. The jovial landlord at the inn assured me that Philadelphia was still some twenty-five miles to the east and that Lancaster and...
As you will notice, this is all written with a north London accent. Almost all"H"'s are dropped e.g 'ouse-House, 'eads-Heads, 'ave- Have etc. I have written He's as 'ees and Handsome as 'aandsome because people from that area tend to stretch out those words. Slang words some people may not be familiar with are listed below. glossary Beemer – BMW Bell – Telephone call Bird – Time in prison Bog - Toilet Bollocks - can mean rubbish or testicles, depending on context Bollocksed –...
— This my first story published on this site. The story itself is spanning longer than this, but I will submit this first, as a test. If you have feedback, negative and/or positive, please post such, that I may improve with time — The two lovers sat at a neat, small round table at the restaurant. Near the edge was two lit red candles. The lovers had just finished a wonderful meal together and they still had their wine. The man peered into the woman’s blue eyes. He saw a smile bubble up across...
It was Cait's dad's birthday and they had just a few friends and relatives over and we had cheese and red wine and when Cait and I went to go to bed it was late and it was just Cait's mom and dad and her aunt Jessica and my mom left, and we went upstairs and into Cait's bathroom and brushed our teeth and then we took a quick shower together and then after the shower I sat down on the bathroom floor and I think I'd had too much wine and not enough to eat that day and then maybe because of the...
He had d**gged her lightly with a mild sedative added to her cup of tea that night, so he had to be careful not to wake her. This was a bold plan for a boy so young, but his hormones were a raging torrent in his healthy powerful young body. They had overcome his will and conscience and he just had to have her. He had oiled the hinges on her bedroom door during the day, so it opened without a sound as he gently turned the handle and entered her room. The full moon shone strongly through the...
Deva Torah Haftorah Shofteem: You Afflicted and Drunk Without Wine by shalimar This Torah and Haphtarah is significant to me for a number of reasons. Shofteem occurs on my father's birthday according to the Hebrew Calendar, his mother's yortsite, the approximate date of my other grandparents' wedding anniversary and was the Haphtarah my ex and I read the day before our wedding. As a former folk dancer, both international and Israeli I recognize in it Mona Vu, an Israeli folk dance. I...
This better not be Becky’s idea of a wind up. I’m sitting at the bar in Macy’s, keeping the bar staff company. Faye is now 26 minutes late and the signs are ominous, she’s not turning up.I had been single for a few weeks now and my work mate Becky was full of sympathy, often saying my balls must be ready to explode, or teasing me with tales of her own rampant sex life.One day she must have felt sorry for me. She said her mate, Faye was on the market having split up from her long term partner....
AnalOctober came, and a meeting of the elders was held. Jonathan attended it ex officio and because his task was to enforce the decisions of the elders. At first, the discussion revolved mainly around the prospects of the colony. Then, the local issues came up. Here, Wainwright stood. “Brothers, now that proper order is restored in the colony, we must move decisively against the pagans and heretics. All Hallows’ Eve is coming up, and we must be prepared to strike against the ungodly mummery. I...
It is the annual alumni reunion event at the Lauderton High School, which they hold in the large gymnasium in the main school building. The events in these stories take place at various times during the evening, and to different characters; they are not chapters of the same story, but a series of separate takes. We are the invisible camera, panning around the scene and then zooming in for a close-up ... TAKE SIX Catherine Rankine had a preoccupied air as she exchanged small talk...
A new story by Tanya Grant - Copyright Tanya Grant 2002. The first part in a new mystery story, look out for parts 2-5, coming soon. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder ? by: Tanya Grant "Blues in Blue" "Ward, get your sorry arse in here!" the Superintendent's bellow echoed around the station. I got up from my desk and shuffled with my head down towards the Super's office. Even without looking I could tell that my fellow officers didn't care a damn what happened to me,...
--- Chapter 1: eyes of the beholder --- Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. The paws echoed over the hardwood floor. Slowly and surely the creature moved towards the wall where a woman dressed in jungle clothing stood still. Watching the creature as it moved itself towards her. Her face appeared to be conflicted with emotions, the curves on her mouth subtle moved in a smile, but her eyes revealed some kind of fear while her eyebrows and cheeks conveyed some form of impression. She lowered...
Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder - Part 4 This is the continuation of Alex Wards undercover operation. Please read parts 1, 2 and 3 first if you are unfamiliar with the story. You will find them on here by searching for stories by Tanya Grant, which was my previous name. This story and it's constituent parts are copyright Penny Gee/Tanya Grant and no reproduction or use outside of those sites given permission to carry is implied or allowed. Please contact [email protected] if...
A fine time In Singapore part one I had accepted a 1 year exchange to teach at a school in Singapore, the school arranged for me to have a one bedroom apartment in the center of Singapore.On my first day l decided to dress to impress by wearing a grey lightweight suit with a short skirt, white silk blouse and black stockings with knee high black leather boots and as always l was wearing black leather gloves which were skin tight and reached up to mid arm and several rings and a watch over the...
Dear ISS readers, I wonder always as to why did God create this wonderful creature called woman. Is she to be admired, is she to be worshipped, or is she to be treated as a man’s slave, or is she to be enjoyed every atom. This puzzle will continue always in me. Can someone enlighten me please ? Any female living in Bangkok, please note I can be contacted at Eagerly waiting for your feedback and friendship. The very sight of any desi female turns me on, especially when I am in an alien...
It took them a while to finish eating, the calorific intake of an adult Borealan was massive. When they were done, the sun was low in the sky, and it didn’t look as if they would get any more work done that day. Ursi walked over to Dennis, sitting heavily beside him on the cargo bay floor. “We’ve gone over the plans, I think everyone knows their task now. We must wait for the bark to boil so that we can use the strips as rope in order to tie the logs together. As the strips dry, they will...
Over the next few hours Ursi worked out what furniture they would need for the longhouse, walking through the space with a tablet computer and entering in the data, converting Borealan measurements to centimeters and being sure to note any special requirements. Dennis returned to the Navarin and used the computer to look up information on the animal species that inhabited the Siberian taiga. It looked as if wild game was plentiful, there were large moose, of ideal size for a Borealan to dine...
They drank, smoked, and polished off what was left of the mutton, the Borealans groomed themselves like cats, cleaning their fur of blood and juice with their rough tongues in the absence of baths or hot springs. The vodka was excellent, and he had drunk enough to dull his senses and warm his belly. Ursi had become quite drunk, chasing the vodka shot with ‘raises the hair’ had been a bad idea, and the relatively small amount of alcohol by human standards had gone straight to her head. She...
Over the next few days, the Borealans split off into small groups, each choosing a location for their log cabins, clustered vaguely around the longhouse. They used similar methods as they had used to build the original structure, albeit the going was much faster on such a smaller scale. There seemed to be no real organization, the Borealans milled about, helping where they felt it was appropriate. It wasn’t uncommon to see one member of the pack working on a log wall in the morning, only to...
With nightfall came another feast, and the pack, or the village, as he could now call them, crowded the dining tables waiting for their meat. The butchers brought the freshly cooked kills, and the usual flurry of activity followed, the Borealans tearing into the platters of food with their hooked claws and sharp teeth. Ursi seemed to like the venison, savoring the soft, tender meat and taking her time to chew it, the mutton however she wolfed down with abandon, it barely touched the sides....