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Masters Janet L. Stickney [email protected] Within the cold pages of history lie the secret of the Masters, those people that had conquered the realm of the impossible. With potions and herbs, incantations spoken in lustrous voices, fire, and a bit of showmanship, they conjured the forces of nature, creating possibilities out of what seemed like nothing, and the people, knowing the great power they had, would often call on them to right wrongs, cure the sick and the lame, or...
Masters School for Boys and Girls Entrance Exam Marcia Summers watched her foster parents? car drive away down the long graveled lane by which they had arrived, and she looked up at the immense black man in a custodial uniform grinning down at her. He was bald and very dark skinned, with muscles that bulged seemingly everywhere. He stood nearly a foot and a half above her 5?1? petite frame. He placed his hand on her shoulder while barely bending his elbow. ?This way girl,? he said in a deep,...
Masters torture toy.My name is Steven I am 27 I have no job and now lived with my sadistic Master I was not gay and very much hated this life. I was kidnapped while walking home from my friends one day, I walked into a ally to take a shortcut then remember a sharp pain in my head then everything went black. Now I was hogtied in the middle of the living room floor, where Master had left me over an hour ago.He was out walking his dogs, while all I could do was lay there in the strict tie hoping...
The knock on the door came quickly, janaki stood there with a smile on her face. Entering the room, Master pointed to the floor and she quickly fell to a kneeling position. I watched as Master reached out and stroked her hair. “Little one here is going to undress you, then you will lay on the bed with your feet apart,” he said as he pointed in my direction. I approached and slowly begin to release the buttons of her blouse that hid her large breast. The cool air of the room made her shiver or...
IncestIntroduction: This is how he likes to wake me up Another little re-tell of our morning routine. Let me know if you like it and you want to read more Enjoy! Kitty. xxx My eyes snap open and I gasp. Just as you push your cock deep into me from behind. This is why You tell me I must sleep naked. So you can always get inside me as easily as possible. Im taking in shallow breaths and trying to focus because no matter how many times youve taken me I always need a minute to adjust to you in...
It all starts with an invitation arriving with the mail on a Monday. At first you dismiss it, thinking it was another free lottery offer. But just as you are about to toss the envelope in the trash, something about it catches your attention -- there is no stamp. The seemingly expensive black envelope also has no return address; it is simply a glossy black envelope with an embossed gold label reading: 'Mr. Daniels. . .Confidential'. Now curious, you put the other mail down and carefully open the...
FetishMaster Trapp Master Trapp An apprentice Master asked to visit me and I agreed. I suggested he stay in a motel within easy walking distance and come over to my place at around 6pm. When he arrived he was wearing a black sleeveless muscle shirt and grey pants. He was around fifty but with a solid body and judging by the hairs on his arms a reasonably hairy one. He introduced himself as an apprentice who believed the time had come for a senior Master such as myself to agree that he...
As Joyce swallowed her daily dose of man protein , she looked every bit the house slut. Collared , leashed with spiked heels , Joyce had a newly minted cougar tattoo on her ass that read Jake's Bitch. If Holly hadnt brought Jake , the master hypnotist home a year earlier , she would've have remained a normal average married housewife. Chapter 1 Bill had his mouth open as his chubby mistress Joan pissed all over his face . His wife Joyce was sexy but Jake had set up a divorce when...
Introduction: First story I managed to finish. Constructive criticism and compliments would be great. I got out of the shower, wrapped a towel around my slender body, and looked myself in the mirror. I had rosey lips that werent too small or big, just perfect. Same goes for my nose. A cute little upturned nose that made people want to kiss it. Pretty good so far, then there were my eyes. My eyes were a crystaline blue with a shock of honey around my irises. Top all that off with my light...
Introduction: The first meeting of a msater and slave She had caught my attention on a website I favored, a new face with a talent for writing that had me hard and throbbing by the end of the first paragraph. I sent her a message about her stories, and to my surprise she answered. After a few more messages back and forth, we moved to Instant Messaging, where she invited me to come down for a visit, as she put it in reference to my tagline, to help ease my loneliness for a little while. As we...
It was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...
Kim looked at the clock. He would be home in an hour. She went into the bathroom to get ready. She showered, trying hard not to touch herself even though her nipples were hard and her clit aching in anticipation of his return. She towelled herself dry. Even the rough towelling seemed to make her skin more sensitive. She went into the shared bedroom and removed her collar, her leash and the chosen instruments of chastisement, her butt plug and some lube from the draw. Taking them all downstairs...
‘I wish that horrible man would leave,’ Philippa Harris thought to herself while typing on her computer. No, that wasn’t fair. Byron Reynolds was okay really, once you got to know him and his foibles. He just wasn’t a ‘people person’. The work Philippa was doing was near the bottom of her ‘get around to it’ list and in all probability nobody would mind if it never got done, but she needed an excuse to still be at work when her boss left. Despite the work’s inconsequential nature, Philippa...
**My first story!!!**Chapter One I looked my Master in the eyes, but quickly returned my gaze downcast when He met my eyes with His. Even a quick glance from those piercing hazel eyes threatened to send me to subspace. Since our first meeting at that quiet, newly renovated coffee shop, I had yet to look Him in the eyes for more then a few seconds. The aura He gave off was unmistakable, and astounding, and was the first thing that had attracted me to Him. His caring, sense of humor and...
* DeathsServant yelps and flaps his hands at you, whining apologies. "Just because I'm the spawn of Satan, it doesn't make me evil you know." * * creature jumps on him and starts kissing him deeply to shut him up * * DeathsServant blinks and slips his arms around your waist, returning your kisses just as deeply. After a moment he pulls back and blinks slightly nervously. "Um.. one question before we start anything and then I'll carry on, I promise." * * creature stops and looks at...
Introduction: I got what i wanted! * creature grabs you and throws you on the bed Evil! you are evil i swear! * * DeathsServant yelps and flaps his hands at you, whining apologies. Just because Im the spawn of Satan, it doesnt make me evil you know. * * creature jumps on him and starts kissing him deeply to shut him up * * DeathsServant blinks and slips his arms around your waist, returning your kisses just as deeply. After a moment he pulls back and blinks slightly nervously. Um.. one question...
Introduction: A romantic evening with Master. Enjoy, dont pick it to death. Sturing the pot of chocolate again so it doesnt clump I lay out the strawberries and the pineapple, to be dipped and eaten later tonight. The house has been cleaned and I had a couple of bags of rose petals make a small trail to the bedroom. Finishing up I take the small platter to the bedroom along with a long nosed lighter. Setting the platter on an end table in front of the bed ,I light the candles that Ive put...
MASTER Bitch 2 Right for all that read part 1 oh and this is all fantasy so far and not me i wish so here goes from part one.I got to the hotel in Stockholm as ordered and what a view but I wasn’t here for the sites only the training and more torture, my phone rang as i got in the reception I voice commanded room 202 and the word “ Steiger “ sod knows what it meant but the way the voice on the other end of the phone said it I knew I was to hurry and no messing around well I got in the door as...
Después de lo que había pasado en el hotel aquel, no podía quitarme de la cabeza lo ocurrido.Antes de salir de la habitación me había dado un pequeño papel con la dirección de su trabajo y el número de teléfono.Había pasado ya casi un mes cuando encontré esa nota guardada en mi cajón entre mi ropa anterior, la saque y no pude evitar sentir que mi respiración se agito recordando de nuevo aquella verga en mis labios entrando y saliendo, sus venas marcadas.Cargue la nota entre mis libros unos días...
Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis.Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets blown out of the sky and you...
Love Stories(C) Mojavejoe420 2020 Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis. Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets...
She had caught my attention on a website I favored, a new face with a talent for writing that had me hard and throbbing by the end of the first paragraph. I sent her a message about her stories, and to my surprise she answered. After a few more messages back and forth, we moved to Instant Messaging, where she invited me to come down for a visit; as she put it in reference to my tagline, to help ease my loneliness for a little while. As we chatted back and forth, I began to realize that this...
"I will help you to destroy Brumelle, but the two women must accompany me on this mission." "Yes, I will tell you its exact position. Then as soon as my mission of destroying Brumelle is finished I will bring your men to the arch's location. It is well hidden and this will save you much time."
I started her training right off, having her take pictures and make videos, and making her go out and get herself a collar, which she was required to wear whenever we were online together or she made a new video on my orders. I put my fingerprints all over her in the form of comments on her page, and made plans to get a load to haul down to her town. It took some time, but finally the day came when I called her and told her to be waiting for me at the truck stop when I pulled in. As always,...
I started her training right off, having her take pictures and make videos, and making her go out and get herself a collar, which she was required to wear whenever we were online together or she made a new video on my orders. I put my fingerprints all over her in the form of comments on her page, and made plans to get a load to haul down to her town. It took some time, but finally the day came when I called her and told her to be waiting for me at the truck stop when I pulled in. As...
KNEEL!!! Was His first command to me. i quickly knelt down, blushing of shame. People stopped to look and laugh, i saw them shaking their head as they walked past us. i looked down at His boots. A pair of dirty army boots He wore. i felt His strong hand jerking me up. FOLLOW!! i walked behing Him, nervous, scared. What had i done? Why was i doing this? Shall i run? These were the toghts in my head as i followed this strong Man. He was dressed in army boots, leather pants, with a pair of steel...
Shooting pains seared down my arms right from the shoulders, down to where the cheap polyester tie still bound my wrists together behind my back. One side of my face was pressed to the cold floor and I could feel his cum drying and flaking on the exposed side of my face. He was sat in his chair, head tilted back, leaning on the wall behind him with a look of utter bliss on his face. I pulled my legs closer to my chest, too exhausted and humiliated to bother trying to get up. The creaking of his...
The day the letter dropped onto the doormat and I caught a glimpse of my old school crest a flood of emotions and memories hit me. Bending down to pick it up I swept the hair from my face and let out a big sigh. Trudging back to the kitchen I put the envelope by the kettle as I started to make a coffee. I lit a cigarette, inhaling deeply as I tore open the envelope and began to speed read through the letter. My shoulders relaxed as I read. It was just an invitation, for ex-students to return...
The following day Liz awoke a little disoriented, not recognising the view from her window at first but slowly she realised that she was indeed in a lovely country cottage tucked away in a hidden corner of England and it was blissfully quiet.Nevertheless, her morning followed its normal routine of showering, breakfast and dressing, this time putting extra effort into her selection. Today was black lace underwear; push up bra, delicate lacy panties and suspender belt with black seamed stockings...
Office SexMr Dafydd Evans thumbed through the report on his desk. Five pages of misbehaving from two young girls both aged sixteen and born just one week apart; both of them just three weeks away from their seventeenth birthday. The reports were from Mr Gregory who taught Mathematics, Mr James who taught Geography and the worse report from Miss Thornton who taught Religious Instruction. It wasn’t a one-off.This report landed on his desk on the last day of the month, as it had done for the last...
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FantasyI had been seeing Master John for about a year now and thing’s were going well, or so I thought. I arrived at his home like any other weekend in the outfit he wanted me to wear for my punishment. He would always choose the week before and I knew that there was no argument whatever he wanted he got. I hoped that I had got everything just right for him. Anything slightly out of place or wrong I full well knew that I would be punished severely. This particular weekend he had chosen for me to...
People often ask me why I don't write anymore (or, more accurately, when I'm going to write my next story). The reason is that when I was writing, I was taking all my unrealized fantasies and putting them down on paper (so to speak), imagining what it would be like if I were the protagonist in all these stories, and making them work out the way I wanted them to (mostly). However I decided I wanted to make them more than fantasies, and amazingly enough, I've done that. In the last five+...
They walked into a small room that had another door facing them. But this door was open and they were stunned by the vastness of the room on the other side of it. Then as soon as they had entered into the small room, the door slid shut behind them thus preventing them from going back. There was nothing else to do now except to walk toward the open door in front of them. It was quite plain that they were being forced by an invisible hand to go in one direction, and this reminded him of...
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HumorMarissa is awaiting her punishment. She is naked, her head is bowed, her hair is loose and falling around her shoulder and face. She is licking her glossy lips and thinking over in her mind how her mouth has once again got her in this predicament. It is that same mouth that will likely get her out of it she thinks shaking her head. Earlier in the evening, Mark and Marissa where relaxing on the couch watching Sunday Night Football. Both had a long hard work week and so enjoyed their weekends...
There was a slight knock on the partially open door before his secretary pushed the door open and entered carrying a gift. “This was delivered for you, Mr. Hart,” she said with a smirk on her face. She placed it on his desk and left his office. Nate, born Nathaniel Philip Hart IV, was a prominent, third generation, attorney. Very stoic, confident and conservative in his double breasted suit and monogrammed cuffed shirt. The diamond and platinum cuff links matched the tie pin on his Louis...
Morgan was looking forward to a quiet night at home with his girlfriend Rhiannon when he entered the house they shared. Instead he was greeted by the sight of Rhiannon in a corset and thigh highs, holding a leash. From behind her stepped a petite red head, a collar around her neck that the leash was hooked to. She was also in a corset and thigh highs, but the red head was wearing a short leather skirt. Rhiannon walked to Morgan and knelt at his feet, the red head following her lead. Rhiannon...
I wake up completely exhausted, slumped against something soft. It feels like a bed… I think, as I try to open my heavy eyelids. They open to a view that immediately starts my sluggish heart racing. Was I drugged…? I think to myself, blinking a few times to make sure the image is real. No…I definitely wasn’t drugged…. In front of me is an alluring woman, with long brown hair running down my chest. She’s completely naked and is lying over me while nothing but her hair touches my skin. Her green...
I had been swimming again for the past few months, trying to get fit for a summer triathlon, I had a swimming background in my youth but it had been many years since I'd swum competitively. The local masters' swim program had me back in shape but, unfortunately, had my shoulder out of sorts as well. The coach of the masters' program, Eric, was nearly twenty years removed from his college swimming days but maintained a high level of fitness and the body of a man half his age. He was a physical...
First TimeThat night he dreamt about the mysterious girl that had saved his life. In his dream he saw her voluptuous breasts and her shoulder-length hair as she ran on her long slim legs with her pubic area being covered only by a piece of animal skin. He wasn't able to see all of the details of her face in his dream but he knew that she was exceedingly beautiful. Vincent got up at nine the following morning. He prepared himself a generous breakfast of eggs and bacon then he undertook the...
They were now walking in a region covered with many rocks and just a few small trees. An hour after they had broken their camp of the previous night, they stood at the very edge of a dark forest made up of extremely high trees. Vincent couldn't identify any of them. They had enormous trunks covered with thick and scaly dark brown bark, while the deep green leaves growing on the high branches were the size of a large pizza. The look of the place didn't reassure him at all. He told himself...
The reserve of food on hand in the cottage was not enough for the next trip that he intended to take. It was evident that he was going to have to go to Pinehill to get the supplies that he was going to need for his next exploration trip to Nika's world. It was the closest town to his cottage even though it was a good twenty mile drive to get there. The question that came into his mind then was what was he going to do with Nika while he drove there. Should he bring her with him or should he...
The following morning, they ate breakfast and then left. The weather was cold and rainy when they went out of the cottage. Nika seemed very surprised when she experienced the cold humid air of the morning. Vincent figured that it was probably because of the fact that she was not used to such a low temperature where she lived. Both of their knapsacks were fully loaded and their sleeping bags rolled and tied on top. Vincent was carrying his rifle by the strap over his shoulder while his...
On both sides of the river, the landscape was gradually changing again. Boulders with tall grass growing in between them, now replaced much of the trees. Both banks were also beginning to slope higher and steeper. In some places they rose as much as five feet above the level of the river. It seemed that the river had eaten the rock over the ages and had carved its way through the bedrock. However, the current of the river was now a little slower and its surface very calm. The abundance of...
The voice was very clear and after long seconds he was able to tell that it was Nika talking to him. He then recalled the raft, the rapids, and the falling sensation. How could they be still alive after that fall he thought? Was it possible to survive such an ordeal? "What happened? Where are we?" "We are on big, big river. I thought you gone to spirit world." Vincent managed to turn his head slowly. Everywhere he looked there was water. They were on a large body of water either a lake...
One morning Nika went to hunt for fresh meat as she often did. But by mid- afternoon she hadn't returned. Even though Vincent was worried, he knew that lately she had had to walk farther than usual to find meat. Her constant hunting had already killed much of the small game around their camp. But when dusk arrived and she was not back still, he really became worried. There was nothing to do now but to wait and hope that she was not hurt and that she had found a safe place to stay for the...
A couple of days later while Vincent was confined with the rest of the slaves in the slaves' hut, he heard from a fellow prisoner about a war that took place a very long time ago far to the south. Haski's people had captured this man the previous year. He was one of eight males that undertook a trip north in an attempt to capture a "Weega", which was from his description, a kind of three foot long reptile. Its bones, once ground and mixed with other ingredients had the property to...
By now they were moving through the region where Lomac had spent most of his life. They were thus warned well in advance when they came either to a river or when they had to cross a trail. But Lomac found it very strange that up to now they hadn't yet met anyone from his village. " Hunters from my village always come this far north in search of game. We should have met a few of them by now, I fear that something bad has happened to the people of my village. " Verla tried to reassure him...
That first night after Nika's kidnapping, Vincent and Verla didn't sleep at all. By now they had recovered the water bags from the two birdmen that had attempt to kidnap Verla therefore for the moment water was not an immediate problem. But they remained on guard all night in case the birdmen should come on foot and attack them again. Morning found them in a depressed mood and after eating a little, they moved again southward along the length of the gorge. The temperature was cooler and...
The very first thing that they noticed when they emerged in their new surroundings, was the brightness of the light. Whereas a second or so before they had been standing in a relatively dimly lit room, they now found themselves in a very sterile and bright place. The room resembled a gymnasium in its emptiness as well as its height. In one corner of the room stood Nika, completely naked and unarmed. She had not yet recognized them and her arms were outstretched while her knees were bent as...
It felt wonderful to be out in the sunlight again. Even though the temperature was very hot outside, they didn't mind the sweat on their skin. Having spent the last twenty days deep under the mountain, they were all experiencing a sincere joy to find themselves once again in close contact with nature, especially Nika and Verla. The grass under their feet, the singing of the numerous birds, the whispering of the breeze as it passes through the many trees and even the insects crawling and...
Vincent watched the unfortunate soul jerking and banging his body against the post that held him standing while he released a terrible shout of pain in the night. It was such a sinister scream that it made the skin on the back of Vincent's neck twitch in reaction to the plaintive sound. The flame at the end of the wood stick was being held in contact with the prisoner's side for as long as he was conscious, then as soon as he passed out it was removed. It was evident that his assailants...
For the first two days after they arrived in Cold Wind's village, most of their time was spent celebrating the return of the chief's son while Vincent and his two women were treated with honour and much respect for having rescued Cold Wind and having helped him to return. Round Stone, Cold Wind's father, gave Vincent and the two women, all sorts of gifts including many arrows and pelts. It had been a very touching sight to see father and son reunited and there was no doubt in Vincent's...
Less than two hours later, the canoe entered the mouth of a small river and once again they were paddling upstream. Since the current was not that strong, they were able to make good progress in a general southwest direction. Vincent didn't care too much if they were deviating from the true south since it was much more important now for them to get as much distance as possible between them and the spot where they had spent the previous night, where Kowa's remains were. He figured that those...
Vincent must have passed out while lying on the ground between his two women. He was lying on his back with his head resting against his arm when he returned to reality. Something had pulled him out of his unconscious state and he tried to determine what it was. He was now only half aware of his situation since his mind was still partly out of focus due to his long period of unconsciousness. In spite of that, he felt that he was still in great danger and that he had to act fast. He turned...
The light was coming through a fine grill in the floor of the duct. The yellowish glow filtering inside the air channel was causing an eerie reflection on the faces of the three explorers who had been crawling on hands and knees in the air passageway. After his eyes had adjusted to the light, Vincent was able to distinguish, through the three square foot grill, a green carpet on the floor of the room below them. After long minutes of trying to remove the thin grill, he was finally able to...