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Mare Tales - Chapter 4. Dr James had no sooner left us to our own devices when the door opened and Dorothy returned with some notes for Veronica and some injections for me. She handed the notes to Veronica who held them awkwardly at her waist where her hands were still secured. Dorothy then smiled at me and prepared the injections. I had no idea what they contained but I was so restrained I could do nothing to resist. As the liquids disappeared into my veins I slowly went to sleep with a delicious sense of relaxation and calm. It was several hours before I awoke again to find several drips inserted into various parts of my anatomy. One drip led into the dressings of my groin and Veronica told me it was a localised anaesthetic and immobiliser to prevent me having any sensations or erections in my penis. She pointed to other drips and explained them as a 'relaxant' or an intravenous feed or some other function. There was also a catheter into the dressings around my groin to carry away my urine. I couldn't quite see where it came from and Veronica wasn't sure either. I was later to realise why she feigned ignorance. Each of the drips had special knurled controls which Veronica could activate with her lips. The academy used some perverse ways to reinforce their pupil's subjugation and Veronica's being made to care for me without the proper use of her hands was simply another technique. I drifted off into more sleep. As I woke again Veronica was sitting by the window reading a book about nursing and I whispered to her as I became more conscious. She struggled to get up. With her hands restrained to her waist she found it difficult and she wobbled precariously in her high heels as she leaned dangerously towards me. She finally got her balance and moved closer to me. "Is it possible to have some water. I'm terribly thirsty." Veronica teetered over to the water dispenser and pushed the fruit juice button with her pink little tongue. A carton and straw appeared from the aperture at waist height and Veronica extracted it awkwardly. Holding it close to her tummy she minced carefully back to my bedside and placed it on the shelf by my head. She removed the tab and deftly slipped the straw into the carton. She then leant awkwardly over me as she fumbled to lift the flexible end of the straw into my mouth. "Thanks Vee," I mumbled as I greedily sucked the juice. She then disposed of it down the waste chute and returned with the notes that Dorothy had left for us. Veronica was now wearing a tight nurses dress and I enjoyed the delicious pleasure of watching her beautiful bum gyrate under the sexy material. She didn't seem to be in any discomfort though and I wondered about her operation. "Either you've recovered very quickly or they haven't operated upon you yet." I observed. "They've put back my operation until you're better but they have had me constrained like this in the harness all the time to prevent me doing anything naughty. It's horrible," she continued, "I've had to go to Dorothy every time I've needed to go to the toilet or want to eat. You know what Dorothy is like. She's nasty sometimes and makes me wait." A small tear escaped from Vee's eye and glistened on her cheek as she waved the notes angrily. "I'll read you what?s in these and see if you can tell me what's going to happen to me because I certainly don't know." I wriggled my wrist sympathetically as she nervously squeezed my hand then she started reading the notes. "I'm going to be surgically 'corrected'; whatever that means, so that I won't be able to masturbate myself but I'll still be able to enjoy orgasm. It doesn't say how though and I can't, for the life of me, imagine what that would entail. Can you?" I shook my head in puzzlement. "No Vee darling, I can't. They mustn?t mean a clitorectomy though, for that would mean you couldn't achieve a proper orgasm." The thought of that cruel and terrible punishment so feared by all women in the less civilised places of the world made both Vee and me shudder. "Well what can this mean then?" She sobbed. She laid her head on my breasts and twisted her head to face me as I gently licked the tears from her cheeks. We lay like this for a few moments gently comforting each other until Veronica eventually sat up again and resumed reading from the notes. "There are some more instructions in here about how I'm to look after you. I'm not to release your hands under any circumstances and I must anaesthetise your penis every time you look like getting an erection. I have to prevent it or the stitches might burst. Furthermore, I have to operate all the drips with my lips." With this, her lips trembled and then she burst out into hysterical weeping as the weight of the responsibilities she had been entrusted with, settled heavily on her slender young shoulders. I tried to be sympathetic and I patted the bed beside me with my hand. She struggled onto the table and lay alongside me with her leg locked over me to avoid falling off. As we gently nuzzled each other?s cheeks we gradually drifted off into sleep. We were still entwined together when Dorothy discovered us later that evening. We spent the rest of that week thus employed as Dr James and the Mistresses regularly checked my progress. All the time Veronica attended upon my simple needs whilst Dorothy treated my dressings and injections. Finally, after several weeks, Dr James arrived one morning to remove my bandages for good. They carefully fixed a little screen like a stiff ballerinas tutu then she gently undid the dressings in the company of Miss Lane, Dorothy and Veronica. I noticed them staring wide-eyed at the new anatomy in my groin and I desperately wanted to see what had transpired down there. Carefully, Dr James tested my genitals. "Does that hurt Beverly?" she asked. "Not a lot,? I replied, ?except when you squeeze like that. Ouch!? "Good. How about that?" I gave a little gasp and a twitch before gently thrusting my pelvis upwards. She removed her hand and I pouted a little with disappointment as she smiled softly into my eyes. "Excellent Beverly. I'm going to loosen your ankle and thigh restraints. Then I want you to slowly open your legs." As the buckles came free I slowly spread my legs. Once they were fully parted, Dr James gently probed and tested some more before carefully lowering the end of the table. Gently, like a blacksmith with a nervous young filly, she guided my legs to the floor. "Put the weight slowly on your right leg until you are fully supporting that side of your body." I followed her instructions and shivered as 'pins and needles? ran up my leg. Eventually the feelings subsided and I gingerly placed my other foot down. I was stood with my legs apart at the end of the table with my hands still secured behind me. Like any boy, I felt vulnerable with my legs apart and I tried to close my legs again. Dr James held them apart and gently exerted an upward pressure into my groin. "Don't be frightened Beverly. You can't be hit in the balls anymore because they are safely tucked up inside out of harms way. However; if I squeeze like that you?ll feel something." ?Ouch,? I squeaked again and trembled nervously. ?That?s OK Beverly, only I know exactly where to squeeze. Your testicles are well hidden from normal attack.? She then pressed where I thought my balls should have been and I simply felt a nice twitchy sensation as my newly formed vulva lips reacted. Dr James then motioned Veronica between my legs and instructed her to lick and kiss around my newly fashioned vulva and labia. The stretching sensations gradually eased as my new genitals responded and I felt soft fluttering waves of pleasure pulsing from my crotch. Dr James and Veronica crouched down out of view between my legs and I heard her whispering instructions. I strained to hear and see what was going on but all to no avail. Veronica related what shehad said later. "That large red plastic thing is the ?keeper? because it keeps her newly formed vagina and lips from becoming conjoined again. It is actually a very large vibrating dildo and now that it?s wired up, you will be able to operate it with this little gadget. It's quite safe as it's only twelve volts. Go on try it." They helped me back on the table then Veronica gently mouthed and tickled my vulva with her lips and tongue. As my juices started to flow, Veronica then activated the dildo. I suddenly felt ecstatic sensations that I had never experienced before as my whole groin area started to pulse and flutter with throbbing waves of pleasure. Dr James stabilised the table as my hips started to buck and thrash in reaction to the pulsating throb in my groin. As I lay on my back again my nipples started to harden and swell unmercifully as the engorged tissue became desperate for relief. Dr James studied my state and then motioned to Miss Lane. They each gently took a nipple in their lips and rolled it softly to and fro. I could only lie helplessly as they enjoyed their ministrations. My poor cock started to stiffen but Dr James rapidly numbed it with the drip and it subsided again, senseless to anything. "That's just to prevent our gentleman friend from interfering with our all girl proceedings Beverly,? smiled the doctor, "I still have to run some checks upon the scar tissue before we test him." I tried to peer over the 'tutu - screen? but failed to see anything as my penis became flaccid again in response to the anaesthetic. This most peculiar sensation of a rapidly approaching orgasm and stiff, swollen, excited nipples caused me to realise that I was enjoying a full blown female orgasm. My whole being became suffused with a tingling glow as my groin, pelvis, and breasts enjoyed wave after wave of ecstatic palpitations. My male psyche tried to 'feel' for sensations in my penis and I tried to thrust my hips as though ejaculating like a male but it was all to no avail. My newly formed female parts had achieved complete control at this juncture and I orgasmed, as any girl should. Veronica continued to suck and lick at my secretions as they squeezed and splattered from my vagina past the buzzing dildo and into her greedy mouth. Finally, as the shocks subsided throughout my whole body, Veronica finished her activities below and crawled up the operating table to kiss me. It was the first taste of my own girl juices that I'd ever experienced and I forced my tongue deep into Veronica?s mouth to savour the strange new part of my future. The sharing of my love juice seemed to signal an even deeper bond of friendship and newly found sisterhood between us. As we dallied over our lingering kiss Dr James, who had still been gently suckling my nipple, leaned over and switched off the dildo. She gently admonished Veronica for letting it run. "You must be careful Veronica, Beverly is nowhere near ready for multiple orgasms yet. Her scar tissue and glands have still to heal and adjust. Nor is her psyche ready yet for the delicious rigours of multiple female orgasm." After deactivating the dildo she returned to my face where Vee and I were still enjoying our kiss. "I think it's about time that Veronica enjoyed an orgasm. Don't you Miss Beverly?" So saying, she gently separated us and carefully guided one of Veronica's nipples into my mouth. She motioned to Miss Lane to start another dildo in Veronica?s bottom whilst she gently gripped Veronicas other nipple in her own lips. The vaginal guard however, prevented her from administering or receiving any attentions to her vulva, vagina or clitoris. Together, we three brought Veronica to a none-clitoral orgasm. Veronica twitched and whimpered with frustration until she finally orgasmed in the, by now, familiar fashion. As she lay down recovering, Dorothy dressed her then fed us both whilst Dr James and Miss Lane explained the next step of my recovery. "In a few more days Miss Beverly, we will see how you swing both ways. For now, however, your penis must still not become erect. We will continue to stimulate you thus to firmly establish the sensations and nature of the female orgasm in your psyche. This will help you to easily enter the realms of womanhood proper. You really will become bi-sexual in every sense of the word. I'm really excited by these prospects. It really is virgin territory for us all but especially for my researches into sexuality. Believe me Beverly, I?m taking great care of you from now on because you?re very very special." Doctor James stroked my cheek affectionately as she continued. "Miss Veronica here will continue to attend to your needs as she has done so successfully since your operation." She then turned to Veronica. "My reasons for delaying Beverly's erections will eventually become clear to you after you have had your corrective surgery. For now, it is paramount that Beverly enjoys only female orgasms until her penis is healed completely. Is that clear Veronica?" "Yes Doctor," mumbled Veronica as she averted her eyes nervously. "If, when I return, I find any damage to Beverly's male parts then the subsequent consequences to your corrective surgery will be all the more severe." With this threat hanging over us, Dr James and Miss Lane left the ward. Miss Williams and Dorothy then transferred me to a private dormitory that doubled as a convalescence ward. There I was re-secured to a larger bed and the groin dressings replaced. The penis anaesthetic was replaced and arranged again so that Veronica could operate it with her mouth. Thus were Veronica and I ensconced in the dormitory where she could attend to all my feminine needs and treatments whilst Dorothy was to double as a nurse and maid. Veronica thus attended to my dildo, drips and breasts and she had to gently pull a bell chord with her mouth to summon Dorothy when we needed feeding, cleaning or changing. Veronica continued to be restrained in her harness with her hands attached to the waist belt. Thus we remained for the rest of my convalescence; me achieving daily female orgasms via Veronicas attentions to my nipples and dildo whilst she became daily more sensitive to her nipple induced orgasms every time I gently sucked and caressed her nipples with my tongue and lips. Slowly, as the days passed I gradually lost the pains and aching in my penis. I eagerly awaited Dr James's return to find out what my new male sensations would feel like after the surgery. In the meantime however, I had to tell Veronica whenever I was getting an erection so that she could activate the anaesthetic drip with her lips and thus numb my penis. Nights of course were the most difficult times, because of the dangers of an erection in my sleep. Veronica partially solved this by lying alongside me and gently holding my numbed penis in her extended fingers. She could just do this from the restraining loops of her harness by lying on her side and straining to reach me. This had a very confusing effect on me. The constant fidgeting, fumbling and touching by Veronicas soft delicate fingers caused me to keep starting erections which were then promptly turned off by Veronica activating the anaesthetic drip. My male libido and psyche nearly became totally wrecked during this so-called convalescence. All through the long nights Veronica and I had to split shifts to prevent my erections. The shared responsibilities and weariness caused our deepening bond of love, trust and friendship to become permanently sealed. For a long time in the future, whenever we became separated from each other for long periods, we would pine and break our hearts. End of Chapter 4

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A sting in the Tale Brigid lay in the hospital bed, as impassive as ever. I couldn't help but wonder how much she actually understood of what was about to happen to her. We had told her she was finally to be rid of that most erroneous anomaly that lay between her legs. As it existed now it was shriveled and atrophied and devoid of function. She seemed willing, perhaps even excited to be rid of it. Not that her emotional range really extended as far as excited. It really only...

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The Displaced Detective Part 1 A Body Hopper Tale

The Displaced Detective, Part 1 (A Body Hopper Tale) By Limbo's Mistress Chapter One "Here you go, Detective," the barista behind the counter said with a little smile. "One double espresso latte with whole milk." I returned the smile as I reached out to take the cup of steaming coffee. "Thanks," I said. The pretty young clerk smiled again and turned to help her next customer, leaning slightly over the counter. Instinctively, my eyes slid down to admire her pert rear showcased...

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The First Story A bj darling Tale

The First Story - A "b.j. darling" Tale By Grace Love ------------- While this story contains truthful elements, it is a work of fiction and should not be construed as anything else. Nor should it be seen as condoning risky or violent behavior. All relationships portrayed are of a consensual nature and involve only individuals 18-years-of-age or older. ------------- Master does not allow me to cum. At all. Ever. i literally do not remember the last time i came. It was...

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Tell Tale

Synopsis.What happens when a man is taken by a woman who needs a pet? Remember: A man is not just for Christmas!An Adult Female Domination Tale by Miss Irene Clearmont & Mrs Jessica McKovanaughCopyright ? 2013 Miss Irene Clearmont & Mrs Jessica McKovanaughTell Tale-----------The footsteps sounded hollow on the bare boards of the floor as she walked towards me. I could not see her, all was dark before my eyes, but her presence was tangible. A force that had captured me and confined me for her...

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Teen Fuck Toy A Thanatos Tale

Teen Fuck Toy – A Thanatos Tale – Part One Author's Note: This fictional tale contains images of torture and humiliation.It is meant for an adult audience that can tell the difference between fantasyand reality. -- Cerberus In a quiet section of Manhattan, a large anonymous brownstone serves as arest home for some members of the Thanatos Society who are too old to carefor themselves. While the residents are wealthy enough to pay a staff to carefor them at their homes, in their declining years...

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Rubber Fairy Tale

The Legend of the Latex Princess Rubber Fairy TaleBy Darqside There is an old legend that spans the fabric of time itself, well not really that old actually, but it will be around for a long time at the very least. Legend has it that there was once a young queen who ruled her people and her house with an Iron fist.? She was very strict with her Manservants and Maidservants.? She was a very selfish and indulgent woman by nature, and was very choosy about the men who courted her.? In...

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Williams Tale

William?s Tale William?s Tale By Lorgrom Hey there my name is William I?m 46 just under 5?8? and 166 lbs. I?m your average looking African-American. Unlike my inner-city brothers, I grew up in a lower upper class city. While most of the kids in school were white they accepted me as one of their own. Since my father was the lawyer for many of their parents. During my senior year of collage, I met Gwen. She was a freshman, who was only there because she qualified for one of those grants...

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Ninas Tale

Nina?s Tale By Dr. Quirt A young Afro-French girl explores her masochistic desires but gets a lot more than she bargained for. This story is the second of a trilogy, the first part being ?Julie?s Story? and the concluding part ?What Happened to Lucy?? Part 1 Hi, my name is Nina and I am going to try to tell you my sorry tale. I don?t know if this message will ever reach the outside world as I shall have to try to smuggle it out through one of the harem guards, tonight. I don?t think...

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The Perfect Family A Thanatos Tale

The Perfect Wife ? A Thanatos Tale ? Part One The Perfect Family ? A Thanatos Tale ? Part One Note:? This is a work of fiction.? Any similarity with persons living or dead is purely coincidental. ?A family is but too often a commonwealth of malignants.???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? -- Alexander Pope  Thirty-one year old Larissa Monroe shudders as her son, Andrew, loudly...

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Marias Tale

The main character here is aligned to one member of our small social/support group who is a country mile ahead of the rest of us in passability, but lacks the confidence to make the most of the gift in anything other than events for crossdressers. The story itself is unintentionally longer than previous ones that I have posted, but it took a long time to write and kept hoovering up new sections. It is just a shame that I could not think of a decent ending, so if readers think the story...

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A Rock Roll Tale

"The blonde with the big tits in the Zep tee." Our drummer and bass player, brothers Sal and Rik Venturi also left requests. I waved him off, "Not tonight. Gotta work the day job tomorrow." Roscoe smiled and asked, "Not even a quick bj, Kev?" "Nope, gotta run." The Clown Show was an oddly named bar and club that often had us signed on for weekend gigs. Two 45 minute sets after an opening group, usually on the popular Saturday night. This one was a more rare Wednesday night as a...

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Sleeping Booty 8211 A Twisted Fairy Tale

Once upon a time there was a beautiful little princess. Her name was Aludra, which, in the language of her people, meant “unwanted one”. Of course she didn’t know this, because all the servants in the palace DID want her. They loved her dearly. She was sweet and pretty and fun to be around, whereas her mother was a stone cold class A Bitch. The Queen was such a bitch that, after her husband, the King, knocked her up with Aludra, she poisoned him. “Imagine!” she...

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A bored housewifes amusing tale

Life was a bit mundane for Tracy. She was married for about thirteen years. She was a wife, mother, daughter, friend, sister. But she felt very alone. Things were okay with her marriage. They had great sex, but did struggle connecting emotionally. This frustrated Tracy very much. Her husband was an introvert and she was more social. Then one day she went looking for something a little different. She had no intentions of cheating, but just wanted to see what was out there. She discovered that...

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A Cats Tale

A Cat's Tale By Julie O Edited by Amelia R. Author's note: This story was in part inspired by a very strange dream I had recently. Chapter 1 Derek Silva logged onto his computer. He had recently found a very interesting chatroom, and he was hoping that there would be some exciting people in there that evening. It was a little after eleven PM, but Derek didn't care; it was summer, and he had no worries until fall when his college classes started up again. He...

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The Heart of a Kitty a Kitty Girl Tale

Once upon a time, there was a girl with the heart of a kitten. Shy, and skittish, she was slowly coaxed from under the bed, or should I say, out of the closet by her owner, and then her new found friend and next door neighbor. Eventually, she shared her story, and became comfortable about talking about it, even writing about it, playing with a few select others who would throw balls of yarn for her or scratch her behind the ears and smile as she rubbed up against their legs, showering them with...

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My Ladys descent the butlerss tale

Note All characters are entirely ficticious and my apologies of any family or company names have inadvertently been used My Lady's Descent, the Butlers Tale. I was idly cleaning some silverware. The sun was shining through the drawing room windows. The lawns stretched away towards the lake with its island and folly while a gardener snipped ineffectually away at the lawn edges. It was an ordinary summers day. Mr Harrison my lord's stock broker and adviser arrived just after...

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Tales from the FuturePart 2 Iversons Tale

The group watched Iverson intently as he took a long swig from his mead pouch. The darkness fell around the group as they sat beside the brightly burning fire, drinking their mead and finishing off their stew. Iverson finally spoke: - Well. Where to begin? He mused tantalisingly. The young men shifted impatiently. All bar Romian, Luther and Iverson himself had rarely met let alone experienced the wonders of women! They all wanted to know what it was like! As highly hormonal...

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Rosette A Medieval Tale

Author’s note: The noble ladies of medieval France loved tales of women who had to put up with old and jealous husbands. Sometimes the stories were comic, sometimes tragic, sometimes romantic – but always the bad husbands were outwitted, one way or another. Here’s my (slightly naughty) take on the bad husband tale. Rosette daughter of Galon was rounding the last corner between the village well and the cottage she shared with her mother and father when two of the Duke’s soldiers, magnificent in...

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A CrossDressers tale

You may think of me as Fiona, and I am a cross-dresser.A story by Erica inspired me to pen my saga of cross-dressing. I am also a recovering alcoholic, with a few days over 19 years without a drink as I write this, and I suppose the two tales are intertwined to some extent. Not that I am a saint by any means, a lot of people with a lot less time have a better sobriety than I. But I learned that alcohol is a poison to me, so I avoid it. I just do irrational things when I add alcohol to my...

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Miss Layla Smith tales a tale

My name is Ms Layla Smith, and I am, as you might say, a lady of negotiable affection. This is quite wrong indeed. My price is rarely negotiable, since the customers willing to negotiate obviously are not wealthy enough to afford me. I am a true professional, discreet and perfect in every manner a gentleman could ask for. I know what they want before they even know it themselves, when to smile, when to stare, when to lie, when to be the ever so modest little flower, and when to be the...

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The Hunters Tale

THE HUNTER'S TALE. By Cassandra Anaconda Morrison I had been collecting tales of the old days from the people in that small mountain community for several days. And everyone I talked to said the same thing: "Boy?yew should talk to Old Man Sackett if yew wants to hear some hair-raising stories about the old days." It had taken me some time to track him down?apparently he'd taken his Winchester and gone off hunting deer for all he was over 90 years old. But now he was sitting...

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The Blue Unicorn An Allegorical Tale

The Blue Unicorn: An Allegorical Tale By Lynn LeFey Once upon a time (as is often the beginning of such tales), there was born to a mare a beautiful young foal. Like the other foals, it climbed on wobbly legs, and eventually ran through the green pastures where it lived. This young horse was unremarkable, except for its blue mane. Often the others would comment about this unusual trait, sometimes playfully, sometimes in a mean way. As the young colt grew, the blue coloring slowly...

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A Fabulists Tale

A Fabulists Tale By Rachel Anne Now where do I start? Well they say that the beginning is always a good place, so here goes. I have always been a storyteller but lately everything has changed. It seems that my tall tales aren't so tall as I always thought at least they aren't after I tell them that is. Confusing? You don't know the half of it, but I'll try to explain as best as I can. I first noticed that things weren't as I had been taught when I wrote a story about the SRU Wizard....

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Altered Fates Kyles Tale

Altered Fates: Kyle's Tale By Christy_D My name is Kyle Crane and I've got a story to tell. I'm 19 now but when all this happened I was 17. It started off as a normal day, as tales of this nature often do, and I was doing chores around my house. My parents and 15 year old sister, Cassie, were gone for the week visiting my aunt and I had the house to myself. As I took the trash out I noticed something lying in the bushes next to our front door. I put the trash bags by the curb and...

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a cuckolds tale

I have to say it’s good to know there are other people out there living the Cuckold lifestyle. Sandra and I are from the South of England, have been married six years and have a daughter together. I love my wife very much indeed. As well as being a very attractive woman with a great figure she is popular and fun to be with. There is nothing I enjoy more than having her on my arm or of spending time with my family. With all this in mind I’m pleased to say that Sandra is also a self-made slut for...

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A Pirate tale

A Pirate tale A long time ago, the kingdom of Spain ruled much of what we call now Central America and the Caribbean. Their domination was opposed by the British, but not using the Navy, no. The British used pirates. There have been many tales written of those times, and this may not be the strangest .... At the docks of the great city of London, a young man moves carefully, occasionally looking at a piece of paper he carries. The docks are a place of bustle and noise, which...

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