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The following is an excerpt from Punishing Miss Primrose, Part V. For more about the series, visit the Erotic Historicals website at www.EroticHistoricals.com.

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Insufferable man, Beatrice Primrose huffed to herself. Perhaps it was she who ought to prefer the gout over that other affliction, one that she shared with the nameless nobleman with whom she had agreed to spend a sennight with in exchange for two hundred quid. She had few kind words for the man, yet her body would respond to his caresses, would yearn to spend at his hand. She recalled the force with which he had smacked her derrière, but the walloping had only enflamed her lust further. She shivered to think that he might apply his hand to her backside fifty times instead of the eleven she had endured.

Wanting air, she looked and found a door to a veranda overlooking the gardens. She stepped outside and admired the view of his estate. A fountain stood near the entry of the garden. A half dozen wrens splashed in its pool. Perhaps later she would venture into the gardens to enjoy the summer flora. She knew not what his lordship, as he wished to be addressed, intended, and the uncertainty unnerved her. But she had decided to see the sennight through. Six days remained. At their conclusion, she would have the remaining hundred quid he had promised. She would leave behind the whoring and return to Liverpool, to her aunt and nephew, James. She had not seen the boy for over a year and knew he must have grown dramatically in that time. She wondered if he would become a near replica of Nicholas Edelton.

While at the Inn of the Red Chrysanthemum, she had avenged her sister—and in some manner, James as well, for he would not have been born into the world and lost a mother if not for the treachery of William and Nicholas Edelton—and secured enough money to support her aunt and nephew for some time. As a bastard c***d, James would not have the privileges of his father, but Beatrice was determined that he should not want for much. She would put aside savings for his schooling when he came of age. She dreaded the day James would become old enough to inquire about his heritage. She had no answer yet for what she would say if he asked about his father.

Nicholas knew nothing of the c***d that had resulted from his **** of Charlotte. Though William was every bit as guilty as Nicholas in the evil deed, it was apparent that James, despite his youth, resembled Nicholas, whose slim figure and boyish physiognomy shared little with his cousin. William was tall with square shoulders and the same light brown hair as his lordship. She knew not which of the Edelton men had initiated the ****. Charlotte could only describe two drunken men assaulting her. But for Beatrice, both were culpable. Both were conceited young men of wealth and privilege, able to evade justice because of their standing. Both deserved the severest of punishments.

She wondered what had become of them. Though she could have continued her vengeance, humiliating them and flogging them to her heart's content, the efforts had wearied her over time. Nicholas had become smitten with her, catered to her every demand, offered her more than she had ever hoped to exact from him. After she had dismissed both men, Nicholas had written letters to her, beseeching his mistress to take him back. He persisted in returning to the Red Chrysanthemum till Madame Devereaux declared him a nuisance and revoked his admission. Beatrice might have extended her stay at the Red Chrysanthemum, but she had no desire to ever cross paths with Nicholas or William again.

Finding a chair, she sat down and breathed in the country air. It smelled and tasted crisp compared to the city. She wondered at the distance to the nearest neighbor. In truth, she was a captive here, for while his lordship had said she could leave his estate at her will, he had not offered her any conveyance back to London. She hoped he would be civil enough to point her in the right direction. She had glimpsed indications of his decency, but he was too enigmatic for her to be certain. And she would have bet money that he disliked her in some form. Perhaps, upset that he was attracted to a dark whore, he directed his self-loathing toward her.

She did not like the situation. Accustomed to being in control, to issuing the commands, to hearing herself addressed as 'Mistress Primrose,' the role of the submissive one unsettled her. She was to address him as 'his lordship,' obey his directives, and be punished if he found her insubordinate. Thus far, she had committed one error. The penalty had not been too difficult to bear. Her arse had smarted beneath his hand, but the ache had faded faster than expected. The small metal clips he had affixed to her nipples produced a tolerable pain save when he pulled upon the chain between them. To her surprise, the sensations had only added to her ardor.

Her stomach rumbled, and she wished she had taken his advice and eaten more of her breakfast. She considered going in search of the pantry when she heard footsteps behind her.

"I've prepared a light repast," his lordship said, approaching and setting down a tray with slices of meat, cheese, and bread upon the table beside her. "And this time, I require you to eat."

Without objection, she accepted the glass of lemonade he held out to her.

"The sweetmeats came from the gardens," he told her. "And you left this in the library."

She looked down at the tray and saw the book, The Fortunes and Misfortunes of the Famous Moll Flanders, she had pulled from the shelves yesterday. Remembering his comparison of her to the heroine of Defoe's novel, Beatrice said nothing. She reached for the bread and meat, making a sandwich, and took a hungry bite. He took the seat on the other side of the table and looked out over the gardens. He appeared more relaxed, and when the slight breeze tousled his hair, she was reminded of her hopes to have an enjoyable romp with the handsome stranger.

"You've no need to keep me company," she said. "I do perfectly well on my own."

"I have no intentions of a tête-à-tête but am here to ensure that you do not starve yourself."

"How gracious of your lordship."

He did not respond to her mockery. She swallowed the food in her mouth and, glancing at the book, wondered if a nicer disposition might gain her more. Though he insisted on having the dominant role, he had performed the duties of a servant, twice bringing her meals and drawing a bath for her.

"Thank you for the book," she tried.

A little startled, he replied, "You're welcome."

"You have a great many books in your library."

"My mother liked to read, and her tastes were diverse. From Shakespeare sonnets to original editions of French works. You are welcome to them."

"Thank you. I've not read but a handful of sonnets in my life. My French is too poor to attempt its literature."

He looked at her, curious. "You had a French tutor?"

"For but a year, and I fear my sister and I were poor students at the time. We ought to have made more of the brief opportunity."

"You have fallen far from grace. With your upbringing, you could have aspired to be a courtesan or become a mistress to a man of means or..."

"A man such as yourself?" she teased.

He frowned. "Your circumstances must have been drastic for you to end up in a brothel with Madame Devereaux."

"My whoring," she went on, "is only temporary. I had...other motives for choosing the Red Chrysanthemum, which is not a brothel, though Madame is not averse to playing the bawd on occasion. The Inn is a club, of sorts, a place where its members can indulge in their most erotic penchants."

His eyes narrowed. "Is that all?"

"Its members seek and want to be there." Seeing the grim set of his features, she changed the subject. "But I have hopes that you will be my last patron. I shall seek employment hereafter as a governess or a lady's companion."

"You? A governess? You think you will be allowed the care of c***dren?"

Offended by his skepticism, she replied, "I was a governess, beloved by the family, until...until I had to leave."

"It was discovered your virtue was lacking."

She scowled. "Yes, I had fucked the stable boy, the butler, the footman, my employer's valet, and I would have done the horses in the stable if I had stayed."

She nearly laughed at his open-mouthed stare.

"Which one of the fellows was James?"

Her cheeks burned. "None! I left because my sister fell ill."

He cleared his throat. "And you nursed her back to health."

Her bosom swelled. She could not respond, muted by the pain of her sister's death, which flared like a new wound, though she thought time and her vengeance upon Nicholas and William would have eased the loss. But this insolent nobleman, who presumed to know her and her situation, who assumed the worst of her because she was beneath his station in life, had somehow renewed the anguish and the misery. He suddenly represented all that she detested in Nicholas and William and men of their ilk.

"What do you care for the sister of a hedge-whore?" she replied and tossed the rest of her sandwich onto the tray.

He stared at the half-eaten sandwich. "You should finish it."

"You finish it if you care so much for it," she replied as she rose from her chair, too angry to form a mature response.

"At least eat the sweetmeats."

She would have, for she adored berries and did not often have them. But she wanted nothing of his at the moment.

"No, thank you," she replied and made for the stairs that led down to the gardens.

"You'll not have a chance to eat again till it is time for tea."

She ignored him and proceeded down the steps, needing to put some distance between them. For some strange reason, she felt as if she were looking at Nicholas and William when she saw him. But for his kind, she would still have a sister, her only sister.

She heard his footsteps behind her, and he grabbed her by the arm before she had reached the bottom of the stairs.

"You will eat more," he said when she faced him.

"I'm not hungry."

"I don't care."

Perhaps the painful memory, the knowledge of the crime that had been done to her sister pressed upon her mind too strongly at the moment, clouding her perception, but she felt as if she were staring at William Edelton.

"I'll not have the sweetmeats left on the tray," he said.

"Then shove them up your arse."

She attempted to wrench herself free, but he tightened his grip. Warning bells went off in her head, but before she could correct her impudence, he had lifted her and thrown her over his shoulder. He walked up the stairs back to the veranda, set her down, and bent her over the stone railing. The hard flat surface pressed into her ribcage and the lower half of her bosom.

"You'll want the sweetmeats now, I warrant," he said, then flipped her skirts over her hips, baring her bottom.

Thank God the servants were away! she thought to herself. His hand pressed upon her back, keeping her against the railing.

"But there is a lesson to be learned here," he continued. "It is much wiser to heed me without the opposition."

He smacked a cheek with his free hand.

"Now, Miss Primrose, we will finish the sweetmeats. Do you understand?"

She was to receive another spanking, she realized. A part of her did not want to give in. The other part warned her that she had no choice. She had survived the one from this morning. How much more did he intend?

He whacked her again, but this time she howled. Something harder and unyielding had struck her. She realized he had picked up Moll Flanders.

"Are we agreed, Miss Primrose?"

"Y-yes."

She grasped the railing, attempting to alleviate the pressure of being ground into the stone. He held a berry before her. She opened her mouth and accepted the fruit. When she was done chewing, he walloped her again with the book. She cursed aloud.

"But I—" she began.

"Fail to eat and I'll double the blows," he explained, offering her another berry.

She ate the second one and silently cursed him, then braced herself for another smack. She could hardly believe what was happening to her. Her arse was exposed to the world and she was compelled to take food from his hand as if she were a babe or a dog while receiving a paddling with a copy of Moll Flanders. A part of her wanted to cry. The other part vowed vengeance. She would procure her own sweetmeats and shove them up his anus—with a hard wooden spoon.

He struck her twice when she did not immediately take the third berry into her mouth. The air felt cool about her nakedness, but her arse burned. She ate the next one quickly and he seemed to ease the force of the subsequent blow. But the fifth one nearly sent her over the railing. She wanted to beg him to stop, though her pride would never allow such a thing. After the sixth application, he paused. She hoped the last of the sweetmeats had gone. His hand slid between her thighs. He withdrew it, wet.

No! How was this possible? Perhaps the current hiding reminded her of the delectable fucking that had followed the spanking from the morning? Did her body now interpret pain as pleasure?

He inserted a finger between her folds. She shivered. His breathing had become uneven. Would he take her again? She rather hoped he would. He seemed to contemplate the possibility. But it was unlikely he had brought a sheath with him. And given how forcefully he could thrust, a pounding against the rough railing might not prove that enjoyable.

"What is the lesson we have learned, Miss Primrose?" he asked.

She groaned at the patronization but answered, "To heed your lordship."

"Heed and obey."

Since he could not see her face, she rolled her eyes. Her buttocks ached twice as bad as before.

Without replacing her skirts, he threw her once more over his shoulder, making sure to grab the book before he entered the house.

*****

Why did she not eat the damn sweetmeats? Spencer Edleton wondered as he tossed her onto her bed. Not that he did not enjoy bending her over the railing and palming that delicious arse once more. It took all of him not to take her then and there. But he had none of her condoms upon him. And he was not finished with her punishment.

He understood that he had provoked her and made unkind remarks. While his assumptions may not have been on the mark, he was not far off the truth. It was her place to submit to his accusations. That she did not, taking offense and mocking him instead, irritated him. He recognized that the subject of her sister was a tender one, but he was too enflamed at present over her suggestion regarding the sweetmeats to dwell on the matter. He could not remember the last time someone had spoken to him with such insolence.

"What are you doing?" she asked as she watched him open the trunk of items from the Red Chrysanthemum.

"What is this?" He held up an iron bar with cuffs at both ends of it. Mr. Fields had not described this particular article in his reports.

She said nothing.

"Are we dismayed? I assure you I intend to try every one of these intriguing implements before our time here is done. Now, what is this?"

"A spreading bar," she muttered.

He walked over to her with it in hand. "Show me how it works."

Her countenance tightened, but she took the bar from his hands. "The cuffs go about the ankles. The bar prevents the legs from closing."

"Demonstrate."

With tentative hands, she locked the cuffs about her ankles. His cock, already hard, throbbed against his trousers.

"Now undress."

"Again?!"

"Worry not. You will not be required to don your garments again."

Her eyes widened.

"You should try to be a more apt pupil, Miss Primrose."

"I erred," she said after some struggle. "Your comments had incensed me, but I ought not have told you to shove the sweetmeats..."

"Up my arse."

"I won't make the same mistake."

"Is it not common practice at the Red Chrysanthemum for the submissive ones to forego clothing?"

"Sometimes."

"Do you allow your pets clothing?"

She frowned.

"I thought not."

He found the pincushion and handed it to her. The heat was going to his head, but he could not stop. The more she defied him, the more demanding he wanted to be.

After removing the pins, she removed her gown with some difficulty as she was sitting on the bed with the spreading bar between her legs. He made no move to help her and watched as she untied her petticoats. She had to lift her derriere to push them down her legs. He adjusted the tenting at his crotch, wondering how long he could refuse his cock satisfaction. Next she unlaced her stays. After her stays, she pulled her arms from her shift and slowly pushed it down past her breasts. His cock reared its head at the sight of her two magnificent orbs. With the shift removed, she sat upon the bed naked but for her stockings, garters, and the spreading bar. Her body was an amazing sight to behold for she was near hairless compared to women of paler skin. Walking over, he brushed his hand along her leg. Her limbs were uncommonly smooth. His lust swelled.

"I did as you bid, my lord," she said.

"Yes," he acknowledge hoarsely as his gaze devoured her. "You are learning. Finally."

Remembering he had found her wet after the spanking downstairs, he said, "Pleasure yourself."

"Yes, my lord."

She fitted her hand between her thighs and began to play with the little bud at the top of her folds. He rubbed his cock through his fall. He sensed her awkwardness but wondered if she were aroused enough that she would spend before him. How long would it take to make herself spend?

"Lie back," he said, wanting a fuller view of her cunnie.

The moisture there allowed her fingers to slide along her slit more quickly. He walked around to the other side of the bed for a view of her tits. In the undulations and planes of her body from her groin to her belly to her breasts he found not the slightest flaw. Her head rested near the edge of the bed, and though he had intended to search for the condoms that she kept, he could not wait. He undid his fall and pulled out his cock. He caressed its length.

"Come closer," he said.

He rubbed his cock against her plump lips. Anticipating what he wanted, she opened her mouth and took him in. He groaned at the lushness enveloping his shaft. The angle of her throat as her head hung off the edge fit well with the angle of his cock, and he pushed himself deeper into her orifice. She gagged but quickly relaxed. She wrapped a hand about the base of his cock to ensure its position. With her other hand, she continued to fondle herself. He grabbed both breasts and mauled them, then tugged at her nipples and twisted them. Her hips came off the bed. She yelped, but the sounds were muffled by his cock. When she tried to disengage, he smacked the side of an orb. The sight of her body, of her pleasuring herself, and the feel of her mouth about his cock was too much. He began thrusting his hips at her face. She grabbed him with both hands to prevent him from penetrating her throat too deeply or striking her in a place that made her choke. He replaced the hand between her legs with his own. The more she writhed, the harder he rubbed.

"Oh, God," he groaned as the pressure mounted in his groin.

He pumped himself into her, and the tension soon shot through his cock, spilling into her cavity. She started to gag. He pulled out to relieve her choking, a string of his semen falling upon her cheek. His body jerked and shuddered. After shaking off the v******e of his orgasm, he resumed fondling her. With his other hand, he kneaded her breast and flicked the nipple with his thumb. She grabbed the bed linen beneath her, perhaps to keep from sliding off the edge of the bed, but she was nearing her own climax.

Seeing the crest of the wave, he intensified his touch until she cried out, her body shaking and thrashing upon the bed. Her wetness squirted from her, startling him and coating his fingers with her fluid. He eased his caresses. Her cries became groans. He lifted her and placed her more fully upon the bed. Her breathing was heavy, and his seed glistened upon her lips and cheek. He fell onto the bed beside her. Before drifting into sleep, he wondered if punishing Miss Primrose might not prove his undoing.

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Glacier Heart: my ex girlfriend. She broke my heart and now she is going to pay! I have made her strip naked and shave her fanny. Facially she is an amalgam of Jodie Foster and Gaby Roslin. Her golden hair just touches her lightly freckled shoulders and her flesh is fair. She is slim but not thin. Her breasts are modest and her legs strong. Blemish wise, she has a small mole on her wrist, one on her thigh and couple of cuties on her right midriff. ‘I am going to punish you for the pain you...

4 years ago
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Punishing Bad Girls

You are an anti-hero who fucks sexy female villains into submission. Your superpower can turn even the strongest supervillain weak and powerless. Once the female villain is in your power, you punish her with the hardest fucking of her life. You also have the power of dimension-travel and can fuck female villains from different worlds. Examples: DC, Marvel, Anime, Game of Thrones etc. Update This is now a public story. Only rule: the girl being punished must be a villain. Examples: Harley Quinn,...

2 years ago
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Punishing a naughty husband

I had suspected my hubby had been a naughty boy. We had been swinging for years and had a lot of fun. A lot of filthy dirty fun.But we had one golden rule, we only played together. But I had seen his most recent visa bill and there was a charge for a hotel in Shawhead,several miles from home,that we hadnt used,and also a charge for Ann Summers. And Mork ( not real name obviously ) hadn't bought me sexy underwear in years.So he must have had a meet without me. I wasn't at all upset, I mean I had...

3 years ago
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Punishing naughty sailor girl RP

Introduction: Another sexy RP with a friend who asked that her username by changed to Gee. As usual, I will be playing Guest_DevilHorns95. The story behind this one is a sailor (Gee) was reported to me for having uniform violations and is known for being insubordinate to commanding officers. So I will have to punish her for that…Enjoy Guest_DevilHorns95: go put you're uniform on sailor.Gee: Make me.Guest_DevilHorns95: that's an order sailor -he orders, his voice loud and stern-Gee: Fine. -She...

3 years ago
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MissionsMission 8B

When Chung walked up to the jeep he was still laughing at me and Jenkins. "Sarge, you have problems, first you shoot at big mouth and no hit. Now you make team doctor mad, better hope you no get wounded or he might sew something in wrong place. You need get drunk and relax." "I don't think so my friend. This whole mission is getting too big and complex for me. Come, let us walk and I will explain what is going on." While we walked around the village I was explaining to Chung all that...

1 year ago
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Submissive Incest Mind Control Chapter 6 Daughters Ultimate Submission

A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter Six: Daughter's Ultimate Submission By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Such pride surged through me as Daddy led us out of the massage parlor, his hands clutching our leashes. Every time he tugged on it, my clit flared with pleasurable pain. The black leash clipped onto the thick, gold ring pierced through my bud and nestled between my folds of my snatch. Proof that I was Daddy's sex...

2 years ago
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My First Submission to DomInTheHills by MissDM

So, it was one more thing to tick off my list.BDSM.I asked what did they all mean? I knew a basic understanding of those 4 little letters but reading between the lines was all about experiencing and gaining a true feel for BDSM.BD = Bondage & Discipline DS = Domination & Submission SM = Sado Masochism Before we even started, I was asked via text what I wanted to do or not want to do.I said I wanted to try it ALL.However, due to my European background the thought of being spanked did not...

2 years ago
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Punishing Rachel Part Three

It was funny, Josh mused as he made his way back to Rachel's bedroom, a bowl of tomato soup in one hand, glass of water in the other... Friday night when he decided to find her all he could think about was how badly she needed to pay for her "sins", and now different thoughts entirely dominated his thoughts. Upon further contemplation, he wondered if she might could come out of this not just chastened but a better person; the idea nagged at him as he walked into her room. He paused and was...

2 years ago
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Punishing Rachel Part Three

Introduction: Sorry this took so long guys, hopefully you wont have to wait so long for Sunday, which I PLAN to try to do in one piece. I have another story trying to claw its way out of my brain and it may kill me if I dont let it out ::grin:: Thanks again for your encouragement. Hope you enjoy. =) (Saturday.Night) It was funny, Josh mused as he made his way back to Rachels bedroom, a bowl of tomato soup in one hand, glass of water in the other… Friday night when he decided to find her all he...

3 years ago
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Punishing Kandi

This is a true story, so, to protect her identity, I’ll call her Kandi. She is my personal sex slave and slut. She is not my girlfriend. In fact, I am engaged to be married to a man. But there is dominant part of me that loves to sexually control, use and engage in rough sex with bimbo bitches who love it just as much as i. Kandi comes when I call. She knows not to bother me unless I initiate contact … or else she’ll be punished. Last weekend, I phoned her and told her to meet me at a...

2 years ago
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Punishing Ms Stone

I had this sex fantasy after hearing Sharon Stonesay something sexist about men.. I can't rememberexactly what she said, and I don't remember whereI heard it online... but it was something like, themore rich I get the better chance women haveat enslaving men... Anyways the story goesas follows.I met Sharon Stone, after a Red CarpetAwards Show, and we talked, and itbecame very clear, that she was extremelysexist towards men, and the whole point ofmy little adventure, was to pay her back forbeing...

2 years ago
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Punishing Kandi

This is a true story, so, to protect her identity, I'll call her Kandi.She is my personal sex slave and slut. She is not my girlfriend. In fact, I am engaged to be married to a man. But there is dominant part of me that loves to sexually control, use and engage in rough sex with bimbo bitches who love it just as much as i. Kandi comes when I call. She knows not to bother me unless I initiate contact ... or else she'll be punished. Last weekend, I phoned her and told her to meet me at a...

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1 year ago
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Punishing the arrogant classmate

hey friends.. My another lovely experience for you all. This happened when I was in college. We were in our final year of engineering. There was one girl in our class who was very arrogant and daughter of a rich father. She was very beautiful, always dressed in expensive dresses and was staying in the ladies hostel. She was a very bindas girl being the only daughter of a rich business man. She attended all the parties and dressed a bit provocatively at times too. She was very arrogant and was...

4 years ago
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Punishing Shoma my office colleague

I’ve been reading the stories of this site for quite a long time. I love to read stories about couples, incest with Bhavies, sister in laws, cousins, friend’s sister, and threesomes and last but not the least sex with horny maid servant. I’m Ziad (fake name) from Dhaka, Bangladesh. Let me introduce myself elaborately. I’m, currently, 33 years old. Good looking, tall (5 feet 9 inch), handsome (fair) unmarried guy. I’ve strong urge for sex. Just to inform you, I can masturbate 7 times in a row,...

3 years ago
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Punishing My Brother Rectangles

I couldn't believe how tired I was. It'd been two days since I'd slept. Ever since I saw that damned picture ... I know you shouldn't click links in spam emails, but I think anyone would agree that this was a case of the punishment in no way fitting the crime. As a straight female, I don't even know why I clicked on "teen lesbain sluts". It was like my brain momentarily lost control of my finger. Fortunately, when the image loaded up, it wasn't anything inappropriate - a good...

2 years ago
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MissionsMission 12A

I was sitting in the Captain's office waiting to be called in for my mission briefing. I had been sitting drinking the lousy coffee for forty five minutes already and I could hear the Captain shouting at someone in his office. I don't know who the poor soul was, but for the Captain to raise his voice above a whisper, he must have really gotten him pissed. I was somewhat pissed myself because I was still looking for a second and still hadn't found one I thought I could work with. The few I...

1 year ago
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Missys Girlfriend Amy

Amy was one of the sexiest black girls Missy had ever seen. She'd met Amy through her brother, Ron, who had started dating her and on this particular evening, Ron and Amy had come over where Missy and Amy's brother, Larry, had settled down to watch a DVD and enjoy the evening having sex. When Ron and Amy showed up, Missy had intially been very upset but when they started passing around a toke of marijuans, Missy felt herself becoming noticeably much more mellow and at ease with having the...

2 years ago
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Making a New Life in Missouri

We were having another great day out by the lake; now it was time for some lunch. With all the fresh air and exercise we were enjoying, the food would surely taste extra-good. I picked up the tray of cold drinks from the scrubbed kitchen table, Rob hefted the covered basket of cold cuts, potato and rice salads and slaw, and Ed brought up the rear with the plates, napkins and silverware on another tray. The three of us headed back out of the cabin towards the small dock on the lake shore,...

4 years ago
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MissionsMission 7

I woke to the sound of the flaps coming down on the civilian transport plane landing back in Nam. While I looked out the window anticipating being back, I had to admit the ride back, although long, had been well worthwhile. I had been officially inducted into the mile high club by the cute little brunette who seemed to have latched on to me as soon as I boarded. She was a cute little stewardess who talked my head off for the first hour then invited me to tour the galley, and it had went from...

3 years ago
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MissionsMission 15

Dammit I thought why the firebase can't find some indigenous personnel that knew what they were doing. Seemed like this was the third trip this year to Dak Seang. The last time we had been sent Chung almost beat the Hmong head scout to death. He had met our chopper when it landed and told Chung he wasn't welcome in their camp. It had taken me and Ling both to pull him off the idiot. When the Captain came over and started chewing me I had told him the next time that ass jumped one of my men...

2 years ago
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Submissive Incest Mind ControlChapter 6 Daughterrsquos Ultimate Submission

Notes: Thanks to WRC 264 for beta reading this! Such pride surged through me as Daddy led us out of the massage parlor, his hands clutching our leashes. Every time he tugged on it, my clit flared with pleasurable pain. The black leash clipped onto the thick, gold ring pierced through my bud and nestled between my folds of my snatch. Proof that I was Daddy’s sex slave. I walked between my submissive mother and my half-sister Georgia. All three of us were naked (well, Mom wore her black...

1 year ago
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Hot Wife KatieChapter 18 Katiersquos Mrs Missouri Pageant

Katherine Jackson stood behind the curtain with two other contestants as they waited to be ushered onstage. As she went through the Mrs. Missouri pageant; she thought about dropping out multiple times. It was an unforeseen financial strain but Fred was excited to have his sexy wife compete. He encouraged and supported her during the entire process. She wanted to win for him but enjoyed the attention that the pageant gave her but yet her mind reflected on the past few months. The fear and...

1 year ago
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Punishing Nina

"Ok sir! I need you to come round and treat me like shit, hurt me, abuse my nasty fat body, make me cry, humiliate me......sir" She pleaded down the phone. "I'll be there at 4o'clock cunt!!!" I said and hung up. I approached her door and knocked! Nina answer dressed and made up try but failing miserably to look sexy. I looked at her and told her to strip "what here on the door step sir?" She asked, "yes! Strip off ! You look like a fucking cheap fat whore Nina whatever your...

2 years ago
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Punishing Rachel Part Two

The sudden sharp yank from her fall and her cry had served to wake Josh, and after a moment of disorientation at the strange surroundings and then blind fury that she had pulled the rope, he realized what had happened. He watched,amused, as she pissed herself explosively, and he could see quite clearly that the large puddle of steaming urine was running right toward her pretty, still blindfolded face that was half-smashed against the floor. "Morning, sunshine..." he rasped, untying the rope...

2 years ago
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Punishing an Angel Friday pt 1

Mikey’s right hand crudely slides up Matty’s stomach, grabbing and squeezing the beautiful tits that dance for him. His left hand is securely at Matty’s lower back, under her raised skirt. He holds out, wanting to hold on to the moment of her extreme embarrassment. But he can only hold off for so long. Matty finally relieved at Mikey’s quickened pace moments before he trembles, pressed deep into her before a few more thrusts. He steps back, throwing his condom out and cleaning himself off...

3 years ago
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Punishing Rachel Part Two

Introduction: Thanks so much for all your encouragement, feedback, and ratings on part one! Hope you like this one too. I write them as fast as I can but my private time is scarce so bear with me. It was not going to be a typical, lazy Saturday morning for Rachel… instead of slowly waking hours past normal, stretching luxuriously, running her hangover-cure bubble bath with the peppermint oil… her body almost jerked awake not long after her weekday time… at least, she felt like shed barely...

2 years ago
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Punishing Lily Part Two

She felt the smooth wood stroke across her face as I let her know my weapon of choice. Her head tipped back to feel it touch her warm skin. She wiggled her ass, impatiently. She wanted more. I shook my head, almost disbelieving, knowing that this little slut was never going to be happy until she couldn’t walk any more. I pulled my arm right back and swiped the stick across her red, welting skin. Just in time to see, my classroom door opened. A head peeked around the door as the ruler connected...

4 years ago
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Punishing Lily Part One

I walked into my lecture theatre, sitting heavily in the seat that my arse instantly recognised. I was early, a usual habit of mine on the first day. It doesn’t do to be late and the first day back is always the hardest. I was a bit too early, though, honestly. I found the idea of forty minutes waiting a little distasteful, but I was already committed. I stretched back in my seat, scratched myself and kicked my feet up on the table. I figured a bit of relaxation before another manic semester...

3 years ago
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Punishing Her Ass

What a major screw-up. I had just learned that my young and very attractive PA, Therese, had been leaving data off the monthly report spreadsheets for the last six months. The damage wasn’t severe: but it made the office look like it was under-performing when it wasn’t. Still, my boss’ bonus was going to be affected if the reports weren’t re-submitted correctly by Monday morning, as I had just learned in the ass-chewing that I got that Friday afternoon. That meant that the whole office would...

2 years ago
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Punishing Lily Part Three

I completely forgot about the principal standing next to me. I forgot that I was in my university, surrounded by a thousand giggling, gossiping students. My mind was focussed entirely on the gorgeous, dripping slit in front of me I so needed to bury my cock into. I leaned forward, guiding my throbbing manhood to the Lily’s tight, quivering opening. She gasped in the daze of her climax, her head tipping back and she gave a long, deep groan to feel my head pressing against her entrance. As I...

4 years ago
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Punishing the Babysitter

I hate working on Saturdays but you can’t have everything in life. It was 2.30 pm and surprisingly I was able to finish my work which was supposed to go until night, so I rushed out of my office to be with my k**s. I didn’t have to worry because of Nina, my babysitter, who has been with me for a while and even does some household work. She didn’t complain about my many demands because I paid her generously. She was 21 years old but looked a bit younger and very devoted to looking after my two...

2 years ago
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Punishing my Bitch SisterinLaw

My name is Mark and I am eighteen years old, and I am home for summer from University. I have for as long as I can remember I have had this special ability. I have the uncanny ability to get inside of peoples minds and make them do whatever I want and hear what they are thinking. I have never told anybody about this, not my family, not friends fearing that if people knew what I could do they would be able to guard against it and turn me into some kind of side show freak. Or force me to do...

3 years ago
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Punishing her husband

“Can you please ask the guys to keep it down tonight?” She asked as Tom, her husband, turned to leave the bedroom.“I’ll do my best, but you know how they get.” He said with a shrug of the shoulders.Tom’s buddies were coming over to watch the basketball game. Beer would be consumed, as would pizza and hot wings. The guys always yelled at the TV and made a mess for Barbara to clean up the next day.Barbara settled in for the night, book in hand and a glass of wine to help her unwind. Barbara had...

3 years ago
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Punishing Teacher Fucked

Kiran Arora had been the headmistress of the high school for the past 8 years and this was the first time that she had received a complaint about a male student eve teasing and that too a female teacher. Miss Sheetal Verma  had said” The bastard had the guts to touch my butt! I pretended I did not notice. But if you dont take action against this bastard, he will go on and on” The boy was Mohit, a grade 12 student, a rich spoilt boy. Kiran was a 42 years old divorcee who had gottten rid of her...

3 years ago
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Punishing Kandi Pt 2

After we left the players lounge, I drove to the hotel. On the way, Ifingered Kandi's cunt hard. She was wet and tight as usual. I told her to lay the seat down so I could penetrate her deeper as I drove. She obeyed. At a stoplight, I opened the glove box and pulled out a iron rod, about 3 inches thick and 10 inches long. I kept it there strictly for moments like this. Just as the light turned, I shoved the rod into her tight cunt until about 6 of the 10 inches were deep inside her. She moaned...

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1 year ago
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Punishing Heidi

Note : This story is completely fictional! Daddy and I have always been a pair. Mummy died when I was a little younger than 3, and since then we've moved around a lot. Daddy's in the military and we've lived in over 15 states by the time I was 15. My older sister Helena has been like a mother to me, and when I was 16, she left for a better place. College. She and daddy had a huge fight about who would take care of me, once she left. Helena said that was his fault, and if he could've kept it in...

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