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Wednesday Night Belen was waiting for me Wednesday night. She had spent to day relaxing with Zar and Nia, cooked supper, and then waited for me in my bed. She was very willing to serve her Prince after my hard day. Like the indians, she did not ask how my day had been. Tuesday night Cynthia, Amy and I went to bed together, I dropped each of the girls off at their homes before sunrise Wednesday. Pammie was leaving with her Dad Wednesday morning and Cynthia agreed to house-sit until her...
A short Story By Sir Marc WyldCopyright 2010 by Sir Marc Wyld All Rights reservedServe and Protect At precisely nine o’clock she arrives at the restaurant and waits patiently for her turn to speak with the hostess and delivers her line flawlessly. I can only see her in profile. The hostess, whose demeanor is initially sour at seeing a lone woman approach, immediately perks up when the woman makes her request. Taking a menu, the hostess bids the woman to follow and blocks her from my view. ...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...
EK BAAR ANDHERE ME Ye baat March mahine ke aakhiri saptah ki hai. Maine aur mere chudakkad pati ne ye nischay kiya ki us raat ko ham apna manpasand chudai ka khel andhere kamre me, bina ek dusre ko dekhe huye khelenge. Ab tak unhone jab bhi mujhe choda tha ya jab bhi maine chudwaya tha, hamesha ya to raat ko poori roshni me ya din ki roshni me. Chudai karte samay roshni aur ek dusre ko dekhna ham dono ko hi bahut pasand hai. Ham dono hi andhere me chodne aur chudwane ka naya anubhav karna...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...
LesbianChapter 8Chrissie Learns to ServeThe weekend was a blur as the overdose of hormones rushed through mybody. The nurse in the clinic I visit every week obviously had a big envything going on with Helen, my doctor and the woman I have devoted myselfto. Instead of my normal dose of oestrogen she took advantage of Helen'sabsence and hiked up the treatment considerably, threatening to reporther to the medical board if I ever revealed what she had done to me. Ihad no choice but to accept my fate and...
Chapter 8 Chrissie Learns to Serve The weekend was a blur as the overdose of hormones rushed through my body. The nurse in the clinic I visit every week obviously had a big envy thing going on with Helen, my doctor and the woman I have devoted myself to. Instead of my normal dose of oestrogen she took advantage of Helen's absence and hiked up the treatment considerably, threatening to report her to the medical board if I ever revealed what she had done to me. I had no choice but to...
For the second consecutive growing season, the monsoons had failed to arrive over the Indian rice paddies. Without the heavy annual rainfall, the Nalwali family had been unable to produce their customarily bountiful crop of top quality rice. It was the proceeds from the rice crop that allowed the Nalwali family to not only survive but to provide the resources to keep the land they farmed. For generations, the Nalwali family had produced some of the most successful rice crops in their region....
InterracialFor the second consecutive growing season, the monsoons had failed to arrive over the Indian rice paddies. Without the heavy annual rainfall, the Nalwali family had been unable to produce their customarily bountiful crop of top quality rice. It was the proceeds from the rice crop that allowed the Nalwali family to not only survive but to provide the resources to keep the land they farmed and provide for the education of their children. For generations, the Nalwali family had produced some of...
She slips into the room, an air of sweet submission surrounds her, but you know the truth of her. You know her defiance, her greed and her insatiable need. She watches you sitting in your chair from across the room, noting you seem like a King on his throne and perhaps to her you are … her King. Her bare feet barely whispering against the floor as she approaches, eyes downcast and her body showing all conduct of supplication and as she moves she pulls the belt of the silken robe, its whisper...
BDSMTheresa lay on her bed under Erica's watchful eyes. She felt miserable. She'd failed her master, not once, but repeatedly. He'd done so much to please her, and all she'd done in return was anger him. She should have known better than to strike Jane, no matter the provocation. Master would defend himself as he saw fit; it wasn't the place of a would-be slave to strike a free woman, to usurp Master's right to do so if he wished, or to ignore the comment as beneath notice. Her heart was...
My nerves were on edge. The waiting and the anticipation had me completely a mess. My palms were sweaty and my breath was short. I was on my hands and knees lying prostrate on the floor as directed by my Mistress in her instructions I was completely naked and was waiting for her to make her entrance. My nervous energy had me trembling not just because I knew I would be punished but also because I wanted to be punished. I wanted to see her. I wanted to serve her. I wanted to be hers. I wanted to...
BDSM??????????? Adele looked out the window of the train and sighed. The rain was still falling, and the scenery had not changed over night. The whistle blew, and echoed over the expanse of grey open plains. Occasionally she thought she saw bluffs off in the distance, but the fog was too thick to tell. It was always foggy in The City, but nothing like this bleak countryside. She had always fantasized as a child what the world looked like outside the city walls and now found herself...
I began to think of how to make this a reality and decided that if I ever got the chance I would make this a reality.Having shared her with another man I wanted to see her used and have sex with a woman. However, first I had to think how and with who and after a bit of thought came up with the ideal woman. Denise was a woman who really knew how to stand out. She was beautiful, 5’ 6 inches tall and black, with beautiful, exotic almond shaped eyes and a beautiful smile with her permanent bright...
I still can't believe the time I had last night. It's now Sunday morning and the sun has been up for a couple of hours. My wife Beverly and I just said goodbye to our new friends Theresa and Craig. The four of us had the time of our lives last night, an experience that none of us will soon forget. To help remember I decided to write down how our evening transpired. Here is the story of what happened. Bev and I had heard about this nice old bar in a neighboring town from friends. The place...
" ... And thank you so very much for coming." Sarah said as she shook hands with Mrs. Anderson. As she closed the classroom door behind the woman, Sarah let out a sign of relief. She thought Mrs. Anderson would never finish. Saint Francis's Open House had ended almost a half hour ago, but Mrs. Anderson had to stay behind and go on and on about her precious little "kitten" and how Sarah should be spending more time showcasing her talents. It could've been worse, she thought, Jim Anderson...
“Thanks Theresa” Jillian beamed, “of course you look terrific as usual” she laughed. They’d been having this weekly lunch date for the last several months and had become much closer than the casual acquaintance they previously shared due to the close friendship of their sons. Jillian had been divorced for 3 years now and she was finally feeling almost normal as a woman once again. Getting out with Theresa each week had helped in that cause. Luckily the alimony she received from her...
My name is Mark Wood and I work as a Personnel Manager for a large corporation here in Dallas. My job basically is to serve as a liaison between the management and the blue-collar employees that work here. I also have to deal with all the harassment issues, be it sexual harassment, racism, or whatever.Needless to say, I hear a lot of whining, complaining, and outright anger on a day-to-day basis. Sometimes it gets to be too much and I have to find a way to decompress at the end of a tough day....
AnalTheresa quickened her pace as she neared her home. Almost running now, she reached her block panting hard, the images of the day’s events gathering like a rain cloud in her mind. The day had started innocently enough. Going to school at seven, reporting for flag rising, the usual. But there was where the similarities stopped. Returning to class, Theresa was unable to concentrate. Glancing sideways, she found herself staring at the crotch of her classmate. At the same time, she was shocked to...
IncestSister Therese Marie’s Star Pupil NOTE: This story is entirely fictional, and any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is entirely coincidental. I am an ex-nun—Sister Therese Marie, Sister of the Society of Thomas Aquinas. I have Michael to thank for that “ex.” As you may have guessed, the Sisters of the Society of Thomas Aquinas are a teaching order. I was 23 years old and in the third year of my novitiate, less than a month away from taking my final vows. I was teaching eighth grade...
First TimeLearning to Serve: The Meeting Sara stood looking over the crowd. It wasn't particularly hard, since the crowd consisted mainly of fourteen and fifteen year old girls. Most did not reach her five foot seven inch height. The school planning committee was used to seeing Sara there. She often volunteered to chaperone at these events, despite having no children of her own. The other woman accepted eagerly since being around a bunch of teen girls and boys was hardly their idea of fun. ...
CHAPTER 3: Trained to Serve --- The maid learns how to serve Mistress Tate Each day, after Cecilia had finished practising his ladylike walking in the posture bar, Mistress Tate would teach him a new household skill. First she would sit him at the kitchen table and make him write down her detailed instructions in his Maid's Notebook. From then on, he had to perform his duties from memory. At the end of the day, they would review his work against the standard set out in the notebook....
When I woke up, that’s not right. I didn’t really wake up. When I first became aware of my surroundings, I was standing in space surrounded by billions of stars. Everywhere I looked there were stars and blackness. Something was wrong. I wasn’t sure what it was at first. Then I wished to see one of the stars a little more closely, suddenly I was there next to the star I had wished to be close to. I was surprised to find it wasn’t a star. It was, well, I didn’t know what to call it. It was a...
The next day, Theresa was at our door at eight am. I answered the door. She walked in. "Where's Pyx?" she asked urgently. "She's fixing breakfast. And you're still dressed." The nun took off her habit, hastily. All her sense of modesty around me was gone. "Vonda can help you with your grooming." Theresa looked past me. "No. I'm fine." "Are you sure? I'll inspect you, right now. If you are found wanting I WILL punish you." This made her pause. "Maybe, Vonda should take a...
I arrived about 1.30pm. It was late summer, it was a glorious day, very warm and I suggested that she get changed. ‘How do you want me to look?’ she asked. I told her what to wear and twenty minutes later she came back down stairs and stood in front of me. I sat back and checked she had dressed as asked. Normally, Theresa would be wearing a smart jacket and blouse and either a knee length skirt or Trousers. Today was different. She had put on a light blue, short summer dress that buttoned down...
I was doing what many fifteen year olds do at 11:30 on a Friday night when they're in the privacy of their own bedroom. I was reading through the letters in Penthouse forum and jerking off. I had my towel next to me all ready to catch the load and was reading about a male real estate agent that was fucking two lesbian clients in a prospective house. It was a very well written piece (though not exactly a believable one) and I was heading for the final push when a loud bang against my window...
It was February or March in Connecticut, and colder than anything I could ever remember before that. All the kids were home from school, maybe it was Easter vacation or something, and we were running around outside, trying to keep ourselves warm. In our neighborhood, almost all of the parent's worked, the moms and the dads. It was kind of a housing project where we lived, the rent was cheap, and there was a long waiting list for families to get in. My Uncle Bill and Aunt Margaret lived right...
It was a world of change. The old rules were being broken every day. There was a time when your husband died and your life was over. The only thing you were good for was cooking, cleaning and watching the grandchildren when they arrived. Maria Theresa was forty-two years old the year Nick died. He pushed a young man out of the way of a falling pallet of boxes on the loading dock, and it hit him instead. He was an instant hero and she was alone. Maria Theresa’s problem was she didn’t feel old....
My mother in law, Theresa, lived in another state. She was a beautiful lady with a classic figure; wide hips and busty, what Marilyn Monroe might look like at 55 with auburn hair. I knew she was pretty wild in her younger days, but hadn’t had a steady man in her life for a while. Theresa ran into some financial problems after losing her job, so we convinced her to come and live with us. It was cheaper to move her across the country than to “loan” her a bunch of money. She rented a truck, and...
MatureA close relative of yours has recently passed. To nobody's surprise, they left everything to you: A massive apartment in a metropolitan area, all of the affluence gained from their advertising company, and you are declared as the new CEO. Due to the influx of your responsibilities, you have found yourself pressed for time. One night, while going through your relatives stuff, you find a letter addressed to you: "Dear Blank, if you are reading this, it means I have passed on, and you now control...
Ahhhhhh...... Matthew Grayson felt himself sinking into the plush bucket seat of his BMW Z4; sorely tempted to fall asleep right there in the parking lot of his office. It had been a long night. "Nothing like tax time", he thought while rubbing his aching neck. In his 15 years as a CPA, he couldn't remember a busier season. His thoughts wandered to the lake where he planned to spend the next several days doing absolutely nothing. No cell phone, no e-mail, just peace and...
"Why won't you choose me? I bring you all those other girls, and you take them. Yeah, not all of them, but, more than half." "Theresa..." "You think I don't hear them screaming in ecstasy? Almost every night? I do. I hear them. I want to feel that good. I want YOU to make me feel that good." "Theresa, stop." "Why should I? Or do you mean I should stop bringing you sluts to fuck until they can't stand it any more?" "If you wish..." "What I wish is that you'd give me a...
ISS ke sare readers ko Ashu ka pyar. Me ek bar fir hazir hu apne life me ghati ek anokhi ghatna ko lekar. Magar us se pehele me un sabka thanks karna chahata hu jinho ne meri pichli sari kahaniyon ko itna pasand kiya ke unka pyar mujhe e-mail ke zariye mila aur mujhe encorage kiya aur kahani likhne keliye. Isiliye me apne busy shidule me se time nikal kar ye kahani likh raha hu. Ese hi mujhe pyar dete rahiye me kabhi aplogon ko nirash nahi karunga. Ye bat us time ki he jab me class 9th me tha....
Recently I was watching a movie with my wife in which a girl was having fun with 2 boys. I asked in joke to my wife should we try something like that. She just gave a naughty smile a said if people we come to know then our reputation will be finished in no time. But the answer encouraged me to see my wife being fucked by others. So regularly I started teasing my wife about similar topic and ask her to have fun with others. After about one month my wife agreed but asked me to be careful. One...
WARNING: This story is intended for mature audiences only. Burning Servetus By Jacquie Windsor March 2003 Heretics all, whoever you be, In Tarbes or Nimes, or over the sea, You never shall have good words from me. Caritas non conturbat me. But Catholic men that live upon wine Are deep in the water, and frank, and fine. Benedicamus Domino." --Hilaire Belloc Chapter I - Nets Culleybrook was something less than a town and slightly more than a rabble after a series...
bdsm, anal, group, exhibionistI invite you to my house – where I have screwed four rings into a wall. I give you a sheer silk dress, that covers you from your neck to your thighs. You put on the dress, it's so tight on you so that it accentuates every curve of your body. Your butt especially looks so alluring. I love that butt.I have some hoops, and I attach one to each of your arms and ankles. Then I attach you to the four wall rings. You have very little room for movement.I cover your eyes...
I invite you to my house – where I have screwed four rings into a wall. I give you a sheer silk dress, that covers you from your neck to your thighs. You put on the dress, it's so tight on you so that it accentuates every curve of your body. Your butt especially looks so alluring. I love that butt.I have some hoops, and I attach one to each of your arms and ankles. Then I attach you to the four wall rings. You have very little room for movement.I cover your eyes with a silk scarf. You can’t see...
AnalI gave Theresa's ass a good smack. "I didn't say you could look at me! Eyes straight ahead, whore!" She instantly whipped her head back straight and looked at the wall in front of her. I placed both hands on her hips as if I was about ready to fuck her and felt her shudder with excitement. Then one hand, I began slowly sliding up her spine and she held her breath waiting to see what would happen next. My hand slid up to the back of her head and I massaged her scalp for a moment."Mmmm..."Then I...
AnalLower Pidlington Women’s Institute was unique. It had far more members than most rural WIs, numbers having swelled from fourteen to four hundred after Lucy Warner (a village newcomer) took over as Entertainment Coordinator. LPWI was also ‘independent’ having been expelled from the British WI Federation when the Chair of the National Committee, Clarissa Hunt (who nobody liked), spotted her surname spelt with a C in LPWI’s monthly newsletter; a mistake no one admitted to or apologised for.The...
HumorThe next morning, after breakfast, I was watching some cable news with Vonda at my side; when I realized that I hadn't seen my other slave for a while. "Pyx? Where are you?" I called. She called from the bathroom, "I'm almost ready, Master. I'll be out soon." This intrigued me. "What are you doing?" "It's a surprise," she said in a sing-song tone, not typical of her. Now, she really had my attention. "I think you'll like it, Master." I turned off the TV and watched the...
It started with a phone call when I was at work. The well spoken and educated voice at the other end asked if I would be available to visit that evening at 7pm. ‘Where?’ I asked. ‘Holiday Inn, Maidenhead’. ‘Sure, I charge £60.00 an hour plus travelling expenses’. She asked me what I looked like and a little about my experience. She then told me she wanted some deep tissue and some relaxation massage to finish off. We agreed the price and she arranged to meet me in reception and told me to wear...
A short sketch Connie had been told what to expect. After all, she was the one who requested the device and laid out some of its specs. But for all her experiences as a enthusiast of odd bondage scenarios, she was still unprepared for the sight of the globe standing in the middle of the spacious empty hall. From a distance it looked something like a glistening ball bearing resting on a small dais. "Whoa. That's... strangely beautiful." As she drew nearer, she observed in its sheen her own...
Hereditary pain slut (e) A follow on from 220 by request The weekend passed in a haze of sex films snacks, more sex, food, drinks, and yet more sex the men taking turns at Sylvia. Binky`s period of drought vanishing under a monsoon of sex in all the positions they could think of, Tim getting alternate rides, with his wife, and each man making the most of recovery time to recharge their batteries , sylva however was kept busy throughout, if not in full sex, with fingering, while eating and...
The silly season was upon them once again. Helen had to balance her course load, the care for Larissa, and having a boyfriend of sorts. That was not conducive to developing much of a holiday spirit, and she had to be careful to curb her temper. She also had to tread lightly around Danny who was still having the blues after the break-up with Lucy. This made it difficult to find the time for the parties Eric wanted her to attend with him. He quite liked to trot her out for his fraternity...
Trained To ServeVic’s hands were sweating furiously as he tried to remain calm rubbing his hands along his dry pant legs for the fifth time in almost an hour. He absolutely hated flying. The hum of the jet engines filled the passenger compartment. Vic looked over at his wife Sandy. She was finally asleep. Vic knew she hadn’t slept in three days and he sure wasn’t going to wake her now. They were the only two passengers on the private two engine jet that took off from Chattanooga that night....
Trained To ServeVic’s hands were sweating furiously as he tried to remain calm rubbing his hands along his dry pant legs for the fifth time in almost an hour. He absolutely hated flying. The hum of the jet engines filled the passenger compartment. Vic looked over at his wife Sandy. She was finally asleep. Vic knew she hadn’t slept in three days and he sure wasn’t going to wake her now. They were the only two passengers on the private two engine jet that took off from Chattanooga that night....
Bred Wee, to Serve. By Reavan "Well now what do we have here, a piglet! Where's your collar?" "The master had it removed in the smith shop." "Show me your brand!" "Here near my anus #MM-1245" She turned spreading her cheeksrevealing her identification number. "Very well Piglet, were you ever given a human name?" "No mistress, my previous owner referred to me as M4. I was his Midgetsex slave number four. He won me at an...
She stirs. The covers rise as her chest heaves. She turns in her sleep, and I sit there. I watch her from several feet away, as instructed. As I had almost every day since I came here. She’d be so disappointed were I not ready the moment she woke. But it’s a false alarm. Her nose twitched, and she was still again. The only sound within the room was the soft tug of breath she gave. My knees had begun to throb over an hour ago. But still I sat, hands over my thighs, and waited. Moments pass,...
My nerves were on edge. The waiting and the anticipation had me completely a mess. My palms were sweaty and my breath was short. I was on my hands and knees lying prostrate on the floor as directed by my Mistress in her instructions I was completely naked and was waiting for her to make her entrance. My nervous energy had me trembling not just because I knew I would be punished but also because I wanted to be punished. I wanted to see her. I wanted to serve her. I wanted to be hers. I wanted to...
Daryl and Jarvis both stopped by my dorm room unexpectedly, I was some what pissed by the fact that they both came by at the same time. Daryl was my room mate the first two years of college and Jarvis was my lover for a year and a half. They both were lovers at some time before me and after me and to see both of them standing at my door was some what humiliating. I turned away and walked over to the window as they entered, Daryl asked 'would you like to have some fun tonight, we were going to...
It was a lovely evening. The sun slipped behind the trees and the lengthening shadows crept across the patio, plunging the secluded garden into twilight. The elegantly dressed young girl slowly arose from the sun lounger and, on long, coltish limbs, stiletto heeled, glided sexily through the open French windows and into the coolness of the drawing room. For a moment she stopped and leant against the door, resting easily in that totally feminine way, with a hip thrust out and a knee bent...
You and your cousin Mark are walking home from school to his house. You get there; and mark pulls the key out of the bag to open the door. When he goes to insert the key his mom opens the door and says "Hi guys I'm home today, I hope you don't mind hanging out with me." Mark seems a bit upset, but you cheerfully reply "Oh we would love to spend a day with you Theresa." You have always had a crush for her; she is a gorgeous woman. She is about 5'4, long blonde hair, sexy green eyes, firm C-cup...
MatureAndrea's Goes to School and begins to grows up By Robin Y. School started at St. Theresa's Junior High in September and I was excited and fearful to start my freshman year. Thus far, my new life as a girl had been limited to being with Aunt Hilda and her friends. The few other teens that I met didn't seem to be interested in including me in their circles. When school started things changed. In ninth grade all the girls came from different feeder schools. Most girls had at least one...
220 A HEREDITARY PAIN SLUT. [d] They took a long cool drink apiece and it refreshed them enough, to by mutual consent restart the video, Tim removing his clothing and taking his place to the left of his wife on the floor their feet facing he screen, as Binky pressed the remote. The dripping sex continued it dripping if only for a frame or two, then the picture moved on to Lady Penny, looping a string around the black scrotum and leading the lad and the procession of folk into the house and...
219 A HEREDITARY PAIN SLUT. [c]It was a few days before they, remembering the security box, found themselves in the vaults of, well, shall we say a popular high street bank. The paperwork completed they produced their key and the manager his then he withdrew. The box, bigger than they had expected and the contents, much more varied, a pack of DVD’s that father had obviously had converted, all in a big manila envelope another envelope of pictures, another of deeds, and a selection of birth,...
218 A HEREDITARY PAIN SLUT. The next day dawned bright and breezy. It was a Monday and normally she would be off to school, but this was half term, so when her weekday housekeeper, the good Mrs Munby, from the village, arrived at 8 and began to clean as was her routine, Sylvia and she began by cleaning the play-room-to-be and the cinema, neither of which the good lady had ever been in before despite having worked here each week for the last ten years! The two, part-time contract gardeners;...
217 A HEREDITARY PAIN SLUT.[a] if your squeemish about pain , bugger off... Sylvia, peered over her coffee cup, which she held poised delicately in her petite hand, while addressing Tim her husband of 20 years. She was a pretty, willowy, tall, dark-haired woman, her make up perfect, her hair, that long black hair he loved so much, in a neat bun. Tidily dressed in a dark skirt and a silky white blouse, with just a hint of a cream foundation bra showing through its thin materiel. Even the...
Hereditary Traits SynopsisI am now who I always wanted to be, thanks to my twin. [-][+][-] No doubt you have seen many celebrity twins through the years as well as the often repeated movie The Parent Trap where estranged twin girls find each other at a summer camp and sort things out so that their single parents marry. Believe it or not that movie actually happened to me and my twin sister, but at the time, I was her brother. Now, I am her sister and thanks to her, I am...