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The House on the Hill Chapter 7 Michael was exhausted as he re-entered the room where he had started the day. Although he had heard that they were going to be helped by a maid he was surprised when saw her dusting the desk in the corner of the room. "Good afternoon, Miss Evelyn," the maid said with a smile. "I am sorry if I surprised you but I thought it best to try to get your room in order before you returned. I cleaned up everything and made your bed and I also drew a hot bath for you so you could relax. Let me put this brush down and I'll come over there and help you out of your uniform so you can get into the bath." "Now wait a second," Michael began before remembering that he was supposed to do everything that she told him. "I...I know I am supposed to do everything that you tell me to but I feel uncomfortable about this. I think I can undress myself." "Can you take off your heels without this key?" the maid laughed while holding up a key. "Well, I could if you gave me the key," Michael replied sheepishly. "I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself. I'm sorry but I don't even know your name." "My name is Colette, Miss Evelyn. Please understand that I have no choice here. I have been told to take care of your every need and that you are to do nothing except let me take care of you." "I understand, Colette," Michael replied, "But I don't think you understand everything. I don't feel comfortable having you undress me." "Please forgive me, Miss Evelyn, but we are both required to address ourselves as Miss before our names as we are both maids," Colette responded, "And as far as understanding everything, you are mistaken. Maids are required to serve their guests by anticipating their every need. Don't feel uncomfortable letting me undress you. It will only be us girls in the room." "That's what I'm trying to say, Colette." "It's Miss Colette, Miss Evelyn." "I'm sorry, Miss Colette," Michael replied before whispering, "but do you know that I'm not really a girl?" "Don't be silly, Miss Evelyn," Colette giggled in response. "Of course I know that you're not a girl. Your facial features are still fairly masculine and your body frame is still larger than a woman's but you have the makings of a beautiful woman if you so desire." "I can't believe you know all this, Colette," Michael cried as tears began to fall down his cheeks. "Who are these people and how can they do this to me? I can't believe you know I'm a man. Do you know how embarrassing it is to be dressed like a woman? "I'm sorry to correct you again, Miss Evelyn, but you are required to call me Miss Colette. I will be punished if you do not learn this lesson before Friday. And please don't be embarrassed that I know that you are a man. There is nothing wrong with being dressed as a woman. Women do it every day and they always try to look beautiful. You can look beautiful as well and that is what you must do until you get through Friday night's dinner and go home." "I'm sorry, Miss Colette," Michael sniffled through his tears, "I'll try to do my best and I didn't mean to insult you or women, in general, by saying I was embarrassed about being dressed as a woman. It's just that as a man I'm not supposed to dress as a woman." "You have no need to apologize, Miss Evelyn. Don't be embarrassed about being dressed as a woman. I have helped many men who have been guests here when they were dressed as women. I have seen it before and I am here to sympathize, encourage and guide you. My goal is to help you return home so please let me help you these next 2 days." "Ok, Miss Colette," Michael smiled gently. "I can certainly use a friend here and if you don't mind seeing my boy parts then I'd love to take a hot bath." "Thank you very much, Miss Evelyn," Colette replied patting the back of the desk chair. "Your feet must be killing you wearing those hills for the first time. Why don't you sit down right here and I'll unlock your shoes? " Allowing himself to relax, Michael watched as Colette unlocked and slipped off his heels and undid his garter straps and slipped off his stockings. Lost in thought Michael was surprised when Colette asked him to stand while she pulled down his petticoats and loosened his uniform before helping him lift it over his head. Realizing that his penis was completely exposed and he was standing in front of a woman Michael dropped his hands to cover his penis when he realized that he wasn't even a little bit excited. Sensing his embarrassment, Colette told him not to be worry and then said, "Miss Evelyn, I need you to raise your arms to the ceiling. I need to get you out of this corset and it is laced awfully tight." Standing with his arms in the air and Colette working behind him, Michael asked, "Miss Colette, I just wanted to let you know that I not embarrassed because I'm nearly naked in front of you. It's different than just that. I think I'm really embarrassed because I'm naked in front of you, a beautiful woman, and I'm not even a little bit excited down there. Do you find that unusual? " "I don't find that unusual, Miss Evelyn," Colette began, "you have had a very long and traumatic day and I suspect you have exercised your boy parts already today. You are probably tired and that's why you are getting some time to rest. There, I'm finished with your corset. Didn't they do a wonderful job with your breasts? You can't even see a seam on your chest they look so natural." Looking at his breasts Michael was stunned. Reaching down he cupped them in his hands and was amazed at how realistic they felt; not that he had sensitivity but rather that they had the weight and feel of a woman's breasts. Looking at Colette, he asked, "Miss Colette, Can I really take a bath with these on?" "It's perfectly safe to bathe and do anything that you want, Miss Evelyn. The glue should hold them on for about a month or until someone applies a breast form adhesive removal product." "Well, hopefully, someone will give me some of that before I go home on Friday night, Miss Colette," Michael said looking directly at Colette. "They will, won't they, Miss Colette?" "There are certain questions that I can't answer, Miss Evelyn," Colette responded with a sigh. "I'm sorry but I can't answer any questions about what happened before you woke up today or what will happen tomorrow night. Here let me take your arm and help you into the bathroom." "I can do that myself, Miss Colette. Do you have other rooms to service while I am in the bath?" "No, I'm sorry Miss Evelyn," Colette replied. "I need to stay with you the entire time. Before you get into the bath I need to give you an enema. Have you ever received an enema before, Miss Evelyn?" "You can't be serious. No one is giving me an.." Michael replied without thinking. But before continuing he reflected on some of the things that he had participated in that day. "I'm sorry, Miss Colette. I know you're here to help me. An enema is probably a good thing to do after all I've been through." "Why don't you get down on your knees on the rug in front of the bath tub, Miss Evelyn? It is very soft so I think you will be comfortable there. Have you ever had an enema before?" "No, Miss Colette," Michael sighed knowing it was better to follow instructions and get this over with. "What should I do?" "After getting on your knees then gently rest your head on the floor with your chest held close to your knees, Miss Evelyn," Colette said while opening a package with two bottles inside. "Once you feel comfortable then raise your buttocks a little and then I will squeeze both of these bottles inside of you. The tops of these bottles are already lubricated and you won't even feel them as insert them inside of you. There, it's already inside and now I just need to empty it inside of you. Now this is going to make you feel uncomfortable, like you have to go to the bathroom. But I need you to keep it inside for about 5 minutes. Now here I go with the second bottle. Now bear down, honey, because you still have 4 ? minutes." "Oh my God, I don't think I can make it," Michael cried after 2 minutes. "No, Miss Evelyn," Colette replied while placing a firm hand on Michael's shoulder. "You have a little less than 3 minutes to go and I'll let you up. Bear down and hold it in, dear." After what seemed like an eternity, Colette reached down and pulled Michael up and said, "Now hurry over to the toilet and relieve yourself, Miss Evelyn. That wasn't so bad was it?" Not wanting to have an accident Michael barely made it to the toilet before expelling his bowels. "That was awful, Colette," Michael groaned. "But I'm glad we did it. I'm sure I'll feel so much better after a bath." "You will, Miss Evelyn," Colette smiled. "Here come and get in the tub and don't forget the 'Miss' when you address me, dear." After slipping into the perfumed bath water Michael look at Colette and asked, "Are you even going to stay here in the bathroom?" "You forgot to say Miss Colette again, Miss Evelyn," Colette sighed. "But, yes, I am going to stay. I even need to shave your legs to make sure they are silky smooth. This natural sea sponge will help exfoliate your skin. And while you and I are here in the bathroom a small cot will be delivered to the room where I will sleep. My job is to see that you completely relax and rejuvenate so just lay back and enjoy and I will start bathing you in about 15 minutes." "Do we have a schedule until I have to go to the beauty parlor tomorrow, Miss Colette?" Michael asked while luxuriating in the steaming water. "Not really, Miss Evelyn. I am going to order a few salads for dinner and then you can read and relax. There are a number of magazines and books on the bookshelf in the room. I am sure you will find something that you like. Tomorrow I need to teach you how to curtsey correctly so you are prepared when you meet the guests. I also need to give you another manicure and pedicure as well as a massage. We need to have you feeling your best before I take you to the beauty parlor where they will make sure you look your best. Now relax and enjoy yourself." Michael couldn't believe how quickly the time passed and yet here he was dressed again in his maid's uniform sitting in the desk chair while Colette was locking his heels again with her key. "Why do we have to go to the beauty parlor, Miss Colette?" Michael smiled while adjusting his skirt. "You have me looking just like I look yesterday." "Tonight is a formal event, Miss Evelyn. You have to look your absolute best for your guests tonight. You will get a chance to decide if you'd like a more formal hairstyle; something elegant but practical because you'll still be working as a maid. And you will get to decide whether you prefer an everyday look with your make-up or a more sophisticated formal look. If I were in your heels I'd think I'd go with a sophisticated updo with a more formal look with your make-up with smoky eyes." Michael couldn't help himself as he smiled and thought back to all the formal parties he used to attend with his wife. She loved going to parties; the more formal the better. But she really loved going to the beauty parlor before the event. She always said it was more fun pampering herself and getting ready for a party so she always scheduled an appointment to get her hair and make-up done. I remember asking her one time why she always wore her hear up when she went to formal parties. We were already home and I was nearly undressed. Her reply seemed like it was etched in my brain. Because there is nothing more sensual than a woman's neck, silly. A formal dress can accentuate a woman's figure but an exposed neck highlight's a woman's soul. And I always wear it loosely pinned, dear. She smiled as she pushed me down on the bed, undid the zipper on her dress and let it fall gently to the floor. Pulling off her panties and bra, she quickly climbed between my legs before continuing. Do you know why I wear it loosely pinned? You should, honey, because I do it for you. I don't want to have to struggle with it when I come home and want to ravage you. I just reach up and pull one or two pins and voila! A few quick shakes and I'm gliding my hair over your little friend here. Your little friend must love my hair massages because it only takes a few passes before he begins to wake up; a few more minutes of licking and he's rock hard and ready to be ridden to exhaustion. Maybe he'd ask for an updo like Colette suggested; might as well have a little fun if he had to do it anyway. "A penny for your thoughts, Miss Evelyn," Colette said interrupting his train of thought. "Unfortunately I have to do 2 more things before we go. I need you to bend over while I insert this butt plug." "Do you have to do that, Miss Colette?" Michael moaned. "Yes, but it is really lubricated so it should be pretty easy." Colette answered while quickly pushing the plug into his backside. "There, that wasn't too bad. Now turn around, Miss Evelyn, and lift your skirt and petticoats. I know you're not going to like this but the Mistress has ordered us to tie this pink ribbon and bell around your penis." "You have to be kidding me," Michael exhaled. "Please, Miss Evelyn, you have to say 'Miss' or I'll get punished," Colette replied. "I'm sorry, Miss Colette, but I can't believe you have to do this. Why do you think she is doing this?" "I believe the Mistress wants the bell to announce your presence when you are coming and going while you are serving the guests. There I think that is perfect. We need it tight enough that it won't slip off but not too tight that it will bother you. Now let's get going because it's 2:00 pm already. Walking into the beauty parlor Michael realized that he was the last one to arrive. Looking over and seeing Isabel and Sophie smiling and paging through a hairstyle magazine, he was surprised that he was actually happy to see them. Chantal, Melanie and Christine were seated in the reception area unsmiling with their hands on their laps holding their purses. "And you must be Evelyn," a young woman smiled before he could say hello to everyone. "Yes, Miss," Michael replied. "I'm Evelyn." "Wonderful, it's so nice to meet you. Isabel and Sophie are trying to decide on a hairstyle for the evening. Would you like to see a hairstyle magazine before we begin?" "Do you have a magazine that has any updos?" Michael asked sheepishly. "We certainly do, Evelyn. Here it is. I think you'll look divine with an updo." "I never thought about an updo," Isabel whispered to Sophie while turning to Michael. "Evelyn, what a wonderful idea. Did you come up with that on your own?" "Well, my maid suggested it," Michel answered. "But I also remembered that my wife always wore updos when we went to formal events. I figured that since I'm forced to look like a woman until this is over that I might as well have a little fun." "Would you mind if I get an updo, too?" Isabel asked. "Me, too?" Sophie added. "Certainly not, ladies," Michael laughed. "The more the merrier. Let's all have a little fun while we can." "Well, it's settled then, Evelyn," the receptionist smiled. "I'll schedule you, Isabel and Sophie for updos. Chantal, Melanie and Christine seem less enthused about being here and just want simple blow-outs with just a little everyday make-up. Have you thought about your make-up for this evening?" "Well, since it's a formal event," Michael began, "Can I get a more sophisticated evening look with smoky eyes? My wife looked so sultry when she went with that type of look." "I'm sure you'll look beautiful, Evelyn," the receptionist responded before turning to Isabel and Sophie. "And judging from both of your reactions I don't think I need to ask either of you. I'm scheduling all three of you for a more formal evening make-up look." Three hours later the beauty salon receptionist instructed them to walk down the hall past their rooms to the stairs at the end of the hall. After going down the stairs they were instructed to turn left and enter the main parlor of the house. Michael couldn't believe how he felt. Before leaving the salon he was able to look in the mirror and he was amazed at the results. He looked beautiful he thought. He couldn't see any of the old Michael in the image in the mirror. He was almost embarrassed that he was wondering what he would look like in a formal evening gown instead of his maid's uniform. Hearing their heels click as they walked down the hall and stairs brought their reality quickly home. Each of them had been wearing 4" heels for nearly 2 days and they were becoming quite accomplished in them. Looking amongst themselves they saw nothing out of place. They looked like a groups of maids waiting for their evening assignment. Chapter 8 As soon as they were settled in the parlor a tall elegant woman walked slowly into the room. "Good evening, ladies. Thank you for being so prompt." She was wearing a black chiffon gown with a simple A-line skirt and a deep V neckline adorned with jewels. Her hair was styled in a simple pageboy hairstyle but when taken all together she looked like royalty. "Before we get started I want to let you know our schedule for the evening. First, in just a few minutes you will all get to meet your sponsors for these past few months. As I mentioned you were all chosen because of your lack of respect for women and these people were kind enough to offer their financial resources to help you learn something you should have learned a long time ago. These sponsors will join me up front and then I will introduce you individually to your specific sponsor. When you are introduced you will walk forward and stand directly in front of your sponsor where you will curtsey and say, 'Good evening Mr. or Mrs. So and So, My name is whatever. Thank you for sponsoring me these past 4 months.' Now Evelyn, I'd like you show everyone what to do. You can practice with me. My name is Mistress Wells." Michael's heart nearly stopped when he heard his name. He was getting to familiar with being called Evelyn but he knew he had to quickly respond so he slowly walked to the front of the room. He didn't want to embarrass himself so he held his elbows close to his body with his right hand holding his purse and his left hand held high with his wrist limp. He walked a straight line with his heels clicking as he stepped heel to toe with his hips swaying. He stopped three feet in front of Mistress Wells lowered his head and placed his right foot behind his left foot while grabbing the outside of his skirt in each hand. Bending his knees outward, he began, "Good evening, Mistress Wells. My name is Evelyn. Thank you for sponsoring me these past 4 months." When he was finished he stood back up and waited for his dismissal. "That was perfect, Evelyn. You certainly seem to have mastered your heels. I hope everyone else has practiced their curtsies as well as you. Before our sponsors join us I'd like each of you to take your purses and clip them to the right side of your aprons. At least for the next hour or so you won't need them so this will allow you to use both of your hands while you're helping with dinner. Now as you step back our sponsors will join us." Several audible gasps could be heard as 5 men and 1 woman walked into the room dressed in similar black tuxedos. "It appears that a few of our maids recognize some of the sponsors," Mistress Wells smiled as she directed the sponsors shoulder to shoulder in a straight line in the front of the room. "Chantal, I'm sure you recognize your former business partner who you fired to cover up a sexual harassment suit filed against your firm. I'd like you to come forward and introduce yourself to Master Davis." "Screw you, lady," Chantal screamed. Oh my, I was afraid of that," Mistress Kelly replied while pushing a button on a control unit which until now no one realized that she held. Immediately Chantal fell writhing and screaming to the floor. "That was for a first offense, Chantal. I only had it set at 2 on a scale of 1 to 10. Ladies, those butt plugs that were inserted in your backsides are equipped to send an electrical charge through your anus if we don't think you are behaving properly. Each of your sponsors and I have a control switch we can be directed at each of you individually or all of you together. Now Chantal, would you like to try your introduction again, sweetie?" Unable to stop crying but unwilling to get another shock, Chantal rose to her feet before walking forward, lowering her head and curtsying in front of her ex-business partner, "Good evening, Master Davis. My name is Chantal. Thank you for sponsoring me these past 4 months." With tears freely flowing down her cheeks, Chantal stood back up and like Evelyn waited to be dismissed. "You're welcome, Chantal. It was my pleasure to sponsor you." Michael was the last person introduced. It appeared that only he and Isabel were unfamiliar with their sponsors. Sophie's sponsor was her next door neighbor. Later in the evening she whispered to Michael that she always assumed he was gay. Melanie's sponsor was her brother-in-law. She hadn't seen him in over 10 years. Christine's sponsor was her wife's hair stylist who was flamboyantly gay and kissed Christine directly on her lips before dismissing her. Isabel's sponsor was a woman who, like the men, was dressed elegantly in a tuxedo. She also kissed Isabel before dismissing her. Michael's sponsor was introduced as Master Crandall. Despite racking his brain, Michael was unable to recognize either his face or his name. "Ladies, despite Chantal's initial reluctance, you all greeted your sponsors with proper deference and gratitude. Now we are going to step into the foyer where we will greet our next guests when they arrive" Mistress Wells said as she walked out of the parlor. Turning around she began, "Chantal, will you please grab the tray on the side table with the champagne flutes the so that you can offer them to our guests? Now, quickly everyone line up shoulder to shoulder against the wall because I think I saw our first car arrive. I'm sure you'll all be thrilled to know that your spouses will be our remaining guests." Smiling at Michael, Mistress Wells began, "Evelyn, will you please come forward and stand beside me because we are on a schedule and your spouse will be our first guest? When you here either a knock on the door or the doorbell ring you will quickly open it and stand back until your spouse enters. Then you will perform another curtsey and say, 'Good evening, Mistress Clark. My name is Evelyn. May I please help you with your coat?' When you have removed her coat you will then turn to Chantal and offer your Mistress a glass of champagne before asking one of the other maids to escort your spouse into the parlor with the sponsors. Can you handle that, Evelyn, because I want you to set a good example for the other maids?" "Yes, Mistress Wells," Michael replied blushing, "I think I can remember everything," "Well, I hope so," Mistress Wells responded as the doorbell rang. Still blushing Michael nervously opened the door and stepped back. When his wife was fully inside he lowered his head, took the sides of his skirt and held them out sideways, placed his left foot in front of his right, and bent his knees outward and began, "Good evening, Mistress Clark. My name is Evelyn. May I help you with your coat?" "Thank you very much, dear," his wife began as he slowly rose to help with her coat. "Oh my word, is that you Michael?" she said nearly laughing. "I'm sorry, dear, I forgot my instructions. Did you say your name is Evelyn?" "Yes, Mistress, my name is Evelyn," Michael replied nearly choking as he helped slide her coat from her shoulders and arms. "Well, Evelyn is a beautiful name and look at you, you're stunning. I love your hair and make-up. You look so sophisticated. Did you do your hair and make-up yourself, sweetie?" "No, Mistress. I had both done this afternoon at the beauty salon upstairs in preparation for this evening." "They did a wonderful job, sweetie, because I barely recognized you. Frankly, I wouldn't have recognized you if I didn't know that you were going to be working here as a maid this evening." "Thank you, Mistress," Michael continued turning toward Chantal. "Can I offer you a glass of Champagne?" "Thank you, dear, I'd love that," his wife said as she took a flute. "Hello, Nancy," Mistress Wells smiled as she air kissed both of her guests cheeks. "I'm so happy you could join us this evening." "I've been so looking forward to tonight, Rachel, that there was no way I was going to miss it." "Go ahead, Evelyn," Mistress Wells said looking at Michael. "Oh, yes, I'm sorry, Mistress," Michael whispered. "Melanie, Can you please escort Mistress Clark into the parlor so she can join our sponsors?" "Well done, Evelyn. Isabel, your spouse will be joining us next so please join me at the door." When all of their spouses had arrived it became clear that each of them reacted with similar responses when they finally realized that the maid that was helping them was, in fact, their own husband. Their reactions were a combination of shock, hilarity, and even anger. Chantal's wife was exceptionally grateful upon being greeted until she recognized her husband and immediately slashed out and slapped him across the face before laughing hysterically and saying, "I guess it looks like what goes around comes around; doesn't it, Chantal?" When all of the guests were in the parlor, Mistress Wells took charge again as she turned to her new charges and said, "I'd like you all to form a single line and follow me into the parlor. There you will continue into the kitchen where the kitchen staff will give you instructions on serving us dinner. Each of you will be responsible for serving only your wife and your sponsor. Now quickly get into a single line and follow me. I most certainly need time to mingle with our guests before it's time to sit down for dinner." Michael was beside himself as the girls lined up in a single file to walk into the kitchen. Until now the novelty of seeing their husbands dressed as maids had allowed them to escape from embarrassment of their 'bell' treatment. Michael was convinced that when they all minced through the parlor together that one of their spouses would hear their ringing and inquire about its source. Just before he could breathe a sigh of relief at the kitchen door, Michael heard his wife address Mistress Wells behind him, "Rachel, what's that lovely ringing sound I hear? It seems to move with our lovely girls. Do you have tassels on their heels?" "Ladies, please stop and turn toward me," Mistress Wells said as she picked up a flute of champagne and waited until the maids stopped their progression. "Mistress Clark has so astutely picked up on your 'calling' bells. Could you each grab your skirts and petticoats and lift them and show our guests your calling bells. We certainly want our guests to realize when you are nearby and serving them. Being a maid requires both certainty and stealth; certainty that you are doing your job and stealth so that you are unnoticed." Blushing profusely, Michael and his new sisters each raised their skirts to expose their 'calling bells' which were tied with a cute bow on their penises. Not believing their embarrassment could get any worse, they were soon nearly brought to tears when Mistress Wells said, "Ladies, could you please turn around and show our guests your anal plugs? I know your sponsors are familiar with them but your spouse's might enjoy knowing that you are enjoying life from both sides now." As they turned around and exposed their backsides, Mistress Wells continued, "These butt plugs are unbelievably wonderful tools. Once they are inserted their design requires a sphincter grip which holds them tightly in place. At the same time they are designed so that that they can be attached to a chair while our guests are wearing them and securing them for as long as we'd like. Thank you, ladies, for the wonderful show. Now continue on to the kitchen so you can help with dinner." "Ladies, could you please remove the dessert plates and refresh your guests' coffee." Mistress Wells smiled as she looked around the table. "When you are finished please return and stand directly behind your sponsor's chair. It's time for your dinner and you must be famished." When everyone was positioned behind their sponsor, Mistress Wells opened her purse and turned her remote control to 1 and pressed the button which activated the electrical shock in all of their butt plugs. Grimacing with pain but realizing that it was a minor shock they all looked agonizingly toward the Mistress. "Just a little shock, ladies, to remind you all that you are required to perform all the tasks that we set out for you. Now I'd like you all to assist your sponsor out of his or her chair," Mistress Wells began. "When your sponsor has stood up he or she will offer you their left arm which you will take interlocking both your right and left arm and follow them as they escort you across the dining room to six chairs on the far wall. Your sponsors will then sit down in the chair designated for them while each of you kneels down on the floor mat in front of your sponsor. You can proceed now and I will give you additional instructions when you are in place. While everyone was getting into position, Mistress Wells looked at her watch and smiled at each of her guests, "It's 7:00 pm, ladies, and now the fun begins. Getting out of her chair she walked slowly over to the sponsors and the maids and began, "Ladies, it's finally time for your dinner. I've asked each of your sponsors to refrain from any type of sexual activity during the past week so that each of you will be able to whet your appetites without too much trouble on your part. Each of you will undo your sponsor's belt, pull down their zippers and pull down both their pants and underwear. When you are both ready you will then suck either your sponsor's cock or clit until you bring them to orgasm." Immediately upon hearing the word 'cock' Michael reached to his side and instinctively reached into his purse and grabbed both his compact and his lipstick. Unable to stop himself, he opened the compact and looked at his lips in the mirror before quickly refreshing his lipstick. Watching Evelyn perform this extremely feminine gesture and not wanting to be out done both Sophie and Isabel reached into their purses and followed Evelyn's lead by refreshing their lipstick. "Now remember, ladies, this is your dinner so hopefully your sponsor's recent abstinence will allow them to cum quicker and with a larger load. You may begin," she finished before walking back to the table and joining the wives who were watching with fascination. Slowly each of the maids reached up and undid their sponsor's belts and pulled down their zippers. Still unfamiliar with their extended nails, Chantal and Christine struggled somewhat and fell behind the other maids before their sponsors reached down and assisted them. Soon each of the sponsors had their pants and underwear on the floor while each of the maids resisted the urge to stand up and attempt to flee. Finally, Michael lifted his eyes upward and smiled at his sponsor. Oh my God, Michael thought, I can't help myself. I want to suck his cock just like my wife used to suck mine. Reaching up he slowly removed the pin from the back of his head and as sexily as he could he shook his hair until it softly cascaded in waves on his shoulders. Leaning forward he slowly licked his sponsor's penis and then his balls before allowing his hair to softly caress his entire groin. Immediately his sponsor's penis was rock hard and Michael wrapped his rich red lips around the shaft while grabbing the base of his penis with his right forefinger and thumb. Just like earlier, Isabel and Sophie watched Evelyn as she smiled up at her sponsor. Watching her remove the pin from her updo set their hearts racing and they immediately wanted to do the same thing. Like Evelyn they quickly removed their pins, shook their hair out and veraciously began to suck on their sponsor's cocks; hoping and praying that their efforts would be met with their sponsor's approval. "I can't believe it, Rachel," Nancy gushed quietly at the table. "You did it. She's sucking Bill's cock just like I used to suck hers; even down to the hair massage. She's beautiful." "Thank you, dear," Rachel laughed. "It wasn't until I saw her reach for her lipstick that I knew that our programming might work. I programmed her to respond to a number of word triggers; one of which is cock. When she hears the word cock she immediately feels a sense of both vulnerability and femininity; vulnerability, in that she knows she is no longer an alpha male but someone who wants to service one, and femininity, in that she realizes what all females of all species have realized forever, the prettier and more feminine you are the greater likelihood that you will attract the alpha male." "What about the updo? What's her trigger there?" Nancy inquired. "Oh, that's pretty simple, dear, and by the way your audio tape was wonderful. Evelyn listened to it every day for her first three months. All you have to tell her is that she is going to a formal event and she will want to get a sophisticated updo and her make-up done. The word 'formal' is the trigger and I had her helper say the word just before she went to the beauty salon. You all should have noticed that Evelyn, Sophie and Isabel appear to have accepted their situation far better than the others. It was just as you requested. We implanted each of them with a desire to become more feminine which is triggered when they see someone engaged in a typically female action or response. I was thrilled when Sophie and Isabel watched as Evelyn touched up her lipstick and then, not wanting to be outdone, performed the same feminine ritual. Now we have implanted Chantal, Melanie and Christine with the understanding that they have to accept their feminization but with the downside of not enjoying it. But we can talk about this later; let's enjoy watching our girls eat their dinner." Reaching up and gently massaging his sponsor's balls with his left hand, Michael began to rhythmically move his lips up and down on the shaft. Realizing that his sponsor was going to cum quickly Michael quickly increased his suction while he swallowed the shaft deeper and deeper into his throat. In less than 2 minutes he was rewarded when his sponsor pulsated load after load deep into his throat. Nearly gagging from the volume Michael swallowed as quickly as he could. Despite his best efforts, a certain amount of the semen dripped out of his mouth dripping like teardrops down his chin. Smiling up at his sponsor Michael took his finger and reached up to his chin and cleaned up as much of the semen as he could before sticking his finger in his mouth and swallowing the remainder. When everyone had successfully brought their sponsor to orgasm, Mistress Wells stood up and said, "That was beautiful ladies; a real treat for us and, hopefully, a treat for you as well. I'd like you all to get off your knees and mince over to the ladies' room where you can touch up your make-up before we make our way downstairs where the real games will begin. Just keep in mind that it will all be over at 12:00 and you will be free to go home."

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She was my granny’s neighbor. She was a fat elderly woman of about 65-70 with huge boobs and enormous ass. That summer I was helping my granny with the house and her neighbor Mrs. Hill often asked me to help her too. She lived alone, her husband died, and her relatives didn’t visit her often. Now and then I felt her looking at me in a strange way, but didn’t really pay attention to it at all. It was Sunday, I spent the whole day helping both of the ladies round the house, it was night, and I...

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Mrs Hill

She was my granny’s neighbor. She was a fat elderly woman of about 65-70 with huge boobs and enormous ass. That summer I was helping my granny with the house and her neighbor Mrs. Hill often asked me to help her too. She lived alone, her husband died, and her relatives didn’t visit her often. Now and then I felt her looking at me in a strange way, but didn’t really pay attention to it at all. It was Sunday, I spent the whole day helping both of the ladies round the house, it was night, and I...

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The Lavender Hill Ladies Luncheon Club

The Lavender Hill Ladies Luncheon Club by enduringshades Author's note: a brief description of each of the Ladies can be found at the end of this story. "I'm off now Audrey," I called upstairs to my wife. She comes rushing down and gives me a kiss. "Oh, Alec, I do wish I could come with you." I reply with a smile. "Sorry, you know the rule - no spouses!" I know she doesn't expect to come, it has been going since before we were married. I turn, leave the house and get it to...

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The Old House on a Hill

One Saturday, my wife and I decided to take a ride in the car to get away from the stress of everyday living. We drove about twenty minutes out of town when we came across this very old house on a hill. It had a “For Sale” sign in front of it the sign had a phone number on it. Since our cell phones still had a strong signal, we called the phone number. We thought we would just get a recording, but a woman answered. She lived near by and said if we waited five minutes, she would show us the...

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The Old House on a Hill

One Saturday, my wife and I decided to take a ride in the car to get away from the stress of everyday living. We drove about twenty minutes out of town when we came across this very old house on a hill. It had a “For Sale” sign in front of it the sign had a phone number on it. Since our cell phones still had a strong signal, we called the phone number. We thought we would just get a recording, but a woman answered. She lived near by and said if we waited five minutes, she would show us the...

Spanking
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Over the Hills and Faraway Book 2 RelationshipsChapter 8 The Courtship of Phillipa Goddard New Years Eve 1987

Pippa picked me up in her car outside the barracks at about 5pm on New Year's Eve. The party was being held at the home of a Frank and Peggy Sinclair, near Farnborough. "The Sinclair's place is a mansion" Pippa informed me. "Frank made a fortune in South Africa, diamonds I think. The Sinclair's are big benefactors to the charity and some of the guests will be my fellow workers, quite harmless," she laughed and spun the wheel past a slower car; she was a good driver, fast but careful,...

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The Perfect SolutionChapter 20 The House under the Hill

They are all gone away, the house is shut and still, there is nothing more to say. Through broken walls and gray, the winds blow bleak and shrill: They are all gone away. Nor is there one today to speak them good or ill: There is nothing more to say. Why is it then we stray around the sunken sill? They are all gone away. And our poor fancy-play for them is wasted skill: There is nothing more to say. There is ruin and decay In the House on the Hill they are all gone away, There is...

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The House on the Hill Complete Story

The House on the Hill Chapter 1 Opening his eyes, Michael slowly took in his surroundings. He appeared to be in a bedroom although he had no memory of falling asleep in this room. It was impossible to guess the time of day because it was so dark. He felt like he was awakening from a dream; or waking up after an operation. Lots of hazy memories and fuzzy visuals and, what was worse, his body felt sore and uncomfortable. As he slowly shook away the cobwebs he realized that he...

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Dark Hill

My name is Ted Howard and my wife's name is Beth. We have three children; Carl aged 10, Mike age 8 and Beth age 5. It all started so very innocently with my wife and me enjoying our first vacation by ourselves in over ten years and evolved into something that seems like a fantastic dream than reality. Over the past ten years we have had three children and every vacation had included each of them as they came along. Now, with the children staying with my wife's parents for the summer, we were...

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Blackfeather19 Warehouse

A SOLITARY BRASS BELL rang when we entered the shop. I had no idea where we were but it seemed like a city, so I assumed Omaha. I should have studied maps of that. “We gon’ have some good fun with you now that your Ma and Pap are gone,” a young man said to the woman at the counter. Theresa! “You just relax and let me get my hands into this tight little bosom of yours.” He was behind the counter with her and had a hand on her blouse, working to open it. “Let me go, you spurious cur!” Theresa...

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The Lavender Hill Ladies and the Kenton Manor Maids

THE LAVENDER HILL LADIES AND THE KENTON MANOR MAIDS by enduringshades This is the second Lavender Hill Ladies adventure, the first was the 'The Lavender Hill Ladies Luncheon Club'. For new readers, or as a reminder, I start off with a brief description of each of the Ladies. Otherwise you are welcome to skip to the beginning of the story. THE LADIES The Lavender Hill Ladies started as the Lavender Hill Girls, when four straight crossdressing undergraduates shared a student house...

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The House on the Hill

The House on the Hill Chapter 1 Opening his eyes, Michael slowly took in his surroundings. He appeared to be in a bedroom although he had no memory of falling asleep in this room. It was impossible to guess the time of day because it was so dark. He felt like he was awakening from a dream; or waking up after an operation. Lots of hazy memories and fuzzy visuals and, what was worse, his body felt sore and uncomfortable. As he slowly shook away the cobwebs he realized that he remember...

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Gregor of Hartshorn Hill

Note from the author: Jarrod of Hartshorn Hill is the First of this Series. Druesha of Hartshorn Hill is the Second of this Series. Fallon of Hartshorn Hill is the Third of this Series. Evan of Hartshorn Hill is the Fourth of this Series. Avalon of Hartshorn Hill is the Fifth of this Series. * * * * * Gregor had been born a slave. Usually when you are born a slave, you never know your parents. Slave babies are sent to the slave nursery until they are old enough to perform simple...

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The House on the Hill

The House on the Hill By Sweet Angie Doll This is a story about five teenagers who are about to get their just dues. Kim is captain of the cheerleading squad and is a 16-year- old blond bombshell with C-cup breast. Brad is captain of the football team, Kim's boyfriend and 16-year-old well-built blonde hair boy. Susan is 15-year-old rich girl. She is well built like a super model and she lets people know she is beautiful. Mike is Susan's boyfriend and a body builder....

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MyBrothersHouse1

My brothers house Donald Dentley 2017 When my twin brother goes on holiday I go to house sit for him. He has a fantastic house but I’m not going to describe that. It’s the garden that is important for this story. The place is situated halfway along a farm road. So pretty isolated. There is a another house almost opposite. Although he has a very small front yard the back garden is enormous and is surrounded by tall beach hedges. This means that the house, and especially the rear garden, are very...

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Hardman Hill

"We'll leave the smell of the sea in your bed, Where love's just a job and nothing is said." ELTON JOHN - Sweet Painted Lady "Webster", she said, standing on tiptoe so that she could speak into the intercom set high and to the right of the door. "Tina Webster. I'm supposed to start today". "Of course you are. Come up". The voice was young, light, cheerful. Tina felt the tension in her stomach lift a little. "I can't get in", she told the disembodied voice. "There's no door...

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Tales of Culverin HillChapter 17 Technical Support

Present Day “I’ve got one stop to make before we can go home,” said Mike Dubois as his daughters climbed into his car. His oldest daughter, Tamara, groaned silently and rolled her eyes. Her father didn’t normally take them on work calls, but it had happened in the past and would probably happen again. At sixteen she was surprisingly mature about that sort of thing. Her one-year-younger sister, Samantha, was not as sympathetic. She groaned loudly and complained, “Daddy!” “Hey, it wasn’t my...

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A Swim at Bunker Hill

“Hey Mikhail,” she said. “How are you?” “Good thanks. What are you doing here?” I asked, scratching my head. “I was bored,” she said. “I heard a bunch of people would be here so I came. Didn’t know you would be here though. Let’s go walk around.” “Ok,” I said. Rachael and I had been friends since as long as I could remember. People that don’t know us tend to think we are brother and sister because we are always together, but also because we look alike. Rachael has long, shoulder...

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A Swim at Bunker Hill

Introduction: This is a true story written to the best of what I can remember. Names havent been changed because I do not think it will matter. Comment please and expect more stories in the future. It was the third day of softball finals. My cousin was playing in the league and I was stuck at the park in the more than 90 degree weather because my aunt never let me stay home alone. While walking around I saw Rachael. I walked up to her and said hi. Hey Mikhail, she said. How are you? Good...

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Bluebell Hill

Bluebell Hill By Paul1954 Prologue Rochester University, Kent, England : October 27th, 2000 Elizabeth Geddes watched the backs of the three young men as they departed from her office and then closed her eyes tightly. Despite the hard facade she had just had to show to them she knew, more than they could ever be aware of, just exactly how they had felt. She heard a muffled curse as the door slammed shut behind them, and experienced what she might have thought of as a feeling of...

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Sonia The Very Very Caring Staff Member From Chester Hill Respite House

This support can be provided through a number of ways. There are a number of avenues this support can occur though. The two main ways are financial and human resources. Now carers are classified as human resources. Now the carers provide support from the basic needs of a human to going away. The truth is that without the carers in the various communities there would be very little “quality of life” so to speak. Now for the actual story, the time came for me to engage the...

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A trip to the Mall changes the Hill family forever

Sandra is a 5'8" blonde that has long curly blonde hair. Her tall frame carries her 135 pounds well and shows off her shapely hips and ass while her 36C tits are the focus of many mens attention. She married as a 20 year old virgin and has only known her husband’s 7" cock. Samantha is tall like her mother. She is pushing 5'10" and has a look that draws boy’s attention when ever she is out and about. She has slimmer hips than her mother, but her tits are just as large and have the...

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After a night at the Mall the Hill family suffers a fate worse than death

Sandra is a 5'8" blonde that has long curly blonde hair. Her tall frame carries her 135 pounds well and shows off her shapely hips and ass while her 36C tits are the focus of many mens attention. She married as a 20 year old virgin and has only known her husband’s 7" cock. Samantha is tall like her mother. She is pushing 5'10" and has a look that draws boy’s attention when ever she is out and about. She has slimmer hips than her mother, but her tits are just as large and have the...

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House on the Hill

It was 6:30 in the morning. Jenny Marie Stephens and her daughter, Stephanie, sat down on their front stoop to take of their track shoes. They had managed to do their ten miles before Stephanie had to take her summer classes and it began to get hot and muggy. Jenny did not envy Stephanie's afternoon workout. She worked out with the city track club in the evening before it got dark; after the main hot spell. They ran 100 and walked a 100, doing intervals which increased to a couple of full out...

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Milk of Desire Book II Chapter 2 Jake Jen went up a hill but not before I got my fill

By EFon Chapter 2 : Jake & Jen went up a hill, but not before I got my fill. So I woke up, still half dressed, on top of my covers, with dried cum all over my groin. It's a good thing it was Saturday or Mom might have come in to wake me up and gotten quite an eyeful. I tend to sleep pretty heavily, and even sleep through my alarm clock blasting for quite a while. Luckily I'd been left to sleep in. Last night I had a plan and a scheme, but then Jen, my sister who had been the...

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Boob Hill

John ‘Long’ Johnson held up a weather-browned hand,bringing to a halt the six horsemen and women trailingbehind him. He pushed back his dusty, ten-gallon cowboyhat and shaded his brow, squinting stinging sweat out ofhis blazing blue eyes as he gazed down at the ramshacklecollection of wood frame buildings and homes that wereDike City, Kansas. Shimmering waves of heat rose off thesun-baked land below, and the sluggish Little Snake River,which regularly overflowed its banks and the town’scrudely...

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The Perfect Episode of Benny Hill Story not my ow

This is something I pulled off one of the Yahoo club sites. It says it was written by someone named Wallace Mason. It's a dream edition of the Benny Hill Show. All I can say is, "Bravo, Wallace!"The Ultimate Benny Hill Show No. 1 by Wallace MasonIt’s the mid 1980’s. British policewomen still where the white and black caps with chequered bands and nurses still wear blue uniforms and caps. The unaired Benny Hill show is about to start. It does include some of Benny’s real sketches, some stolen...

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A younger woman gets fucked up the hill

I was about to start the last week of my residential course from work, and I hadn't heard from Jo for over a week, since she hinted that she might be up for introducing me to her friend.  I was busy with coursework anyway and with 30 or so co-students all living together there were other fish to fry, so to speak.I had been sailing through the work, but it could get stressful, career advancement was on the line and some people were coping better than others.  This was how I found myself helping...

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Chattersons Hill

We joined the rest of the Maryland troops on the far right of Washington's line. They fed us in as replacements on a hill top beside some hard men from Delaware, and we waited in a well-dug trench for the Germans and British to attack us. We did not have to wait long for despite the light artillery behind us, they came in disciplined ranks and we shot them down. Then they came again, those huge Germans in the tall hats, and we shot them down once more. They were brave and stupid men. Then...

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Tales of Culverin HillChapter 2 Traveling South

Earlier That Evening Jacob Culverin came out of his house and walked out onto his porch. He stood at the rail and gazed out smiling at what he saw. The house wasn’t even a house any longer, but was more of an estate or manor, and certainly not the one-room cabin it had been when he first arrived twenty years before. He knew that the crazy preacher in Springwater thought Jacob had sold his soul to Satan. If he only knew the truth... Summer 1794 When Jacob had arrived in Springwater, he had...

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Tales of Culverin HillChapter 4 Jessica Andrew Toby

Present Day “Are you boys ready to go?” called out Jessica Parnell, standing at the bottom of the steps. “Coming, Mom!” came back a loud yell from down the hallway to the bedrooms. Jessica continued standing at the foot of the steps, waiting for her sons to come down, and was on the verge of summoning them a second time when she stopped. One of the bedroom doors opened with a crash and then came a thunder of feet as her two teenage sons rumbled down the hall and down the stairs. “We’re...

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Tales of Culverin HillChapter 14 Aunt Jane Billy

Present Day “Jane!” Jessica Parnell squealed as she practically tore the front door off its hinges. On the other side of the screen door stood a grinning Jane Parnell Oblensky, Andrew Sr.’s younger sister. “Jessica!” Jane waited for the screen door to be unlatched and then the two women were in each other’s arms, hugging and squealing like schoolgirls. “I’ve missed you so much! How are things? Where’s Billy?” asked Jessica. “He’s stuck out on the front porch, Mom. If you two would get out...

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The Sugar Hill Inn

The Sugar Hill Inn Chapter I Jay could feel his heart beating and the knots begin to form in the pit of his stomach as he drove north, through the rolling hills of New England. The fall foliage was at its' peak as he crossed the boarder into New Hampshire and he realized that he was less then 30 minutes away from experiencing his destiny. Jay turned 40 in January and he made himself a promise. After years of hiding his true self, in the proverbial closet and the relative safety of...

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Antheas baby 1

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...

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BEvERLEY HILL BILLIES PARODY Pt 1

Any reader old as me or any one that watches old tv sitcoms will know the Beverley Hill Billies, all about hill billy Jedd Clampett Who was out hunting raccoons with his coon hound in Kentucky and shit at a coon, but missed, but the shot brought up a fountain of black ooze which turned out to be oil or “Texas Tea”. He immediately sold his mineral rights for a fortune and decided to buy a mansion in Beverley Hills, California so loaded up his old 1929 Ford Truck with Granny, Jedd,s Daughter...

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The Sugar Hill Inn Chapter 2

The Sugar Hill Inn Chapter 2 Nikki returned to her room, took a shower and put on her full-length nightgown over her panties and filled bra. Despite her physical and mental exhaustion, she found sleep difficult. Images of the day haunted her and she felt the grip of humiliation and fear. Over the past 18 hours, since her arrival at the Sugar Hill Inn, Nikki had experienced a fuller range of emotions then she had ever thought possible. She had experienced life as her true self for the...

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The House on the Hill Chapters 56

The House on the Hill Chapter 5 Following both Isabel and Sophie, Michael decided it was easier to walk in his heels if he followed their example with his elbows held close to his waist. Taking smaller steps, he swished his hips in a natural rhythm while walking a straight line with his heels clicking as his shoes touched heel first then toe. He held his purse on his right hand which swayed softly with his hips while he held his left hand limp at the wrist and slightly forward and...

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The House on the Hill Chapter 2

The House on the Hill Chapter 2 For the first time Michael was more frightened than angry. Here he was outside of the room that he had been held prisoner in for the past 4 months and he was dressed from head to toe as a French maid. He didn't even know that he had been held captive for that long as he had been obviously drugged. "What should I do?" he thought to himself, "should I try to escape this insane asylum?" But where could he go dressed like he was? He looked like a woman....

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Love On The Hill

As I got out of the cockpit of the IAF transport plane that I had qualified to fly, I handed over my headset and gear to one of the airmen alongside and climbed into the station jeep that was sent to bring me and my crew back to the hangar to freshen up and write out my report. I was part of the first batch of women pilots inducted into a hitherto-male-only Indian Air Force, and I reveled in my pioneer status. I had been a keen cadet during my NCC days, and dreamed of flying for a living. My...

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Jaci Bill Naked on the Hill

Jaci & Bill like to spend weekends Naked at their Cabin, but will Jaci's friend Pati join them.Most of the sexual acts my wife Jaci and I have preformed in public were at our cabin. This is the same cabin where we sometimes spend an entire weekend naked, day and night, inside and outdoors. The cabin was not a secluded one, but on a hill, somewhat distant from the ones below us. With binoculars some of our neighbors would have had many a chance to see us in detail while naked, and sometimes...

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Chestnut Hill Romance

Scott and Cathy started work in Chestnut Hill Consulting on the same day. Scott was hired as an operations consultant. Cathy was hired as an account development consultant.  Although in very different careers they noticed each other during Chestnut Hill Consulting introductions. Scott saw Cathy go up for coffee during the introduction break. He couldn’t resist and headed over for coffee as well. Cathy was thrilled when she saw Scott walking in her direction. He was 6’ 1”, with black business...

Love Stories
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Love On The Hill

As I got out of the cockpit of the IAF transport plane that I had qualified to fly, I handed over my headset and gear to one of the airmen alongside and climbed into the station jeep that was sent to bring me and my crew back to the hangar to freshen up and write out my report. I was part of the first batch of women pilots inducted into a hitherto-male-only Indian Air Force, and I reveled in my pioneer status. I had been a keen cadet during my NCC days, and dreamed of flying for a living. My...

First Time
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on the hill

An older bull standing on top of the hill over looking the herd, see the young bull running up the hill. The young one say hey old timer 'hows it going"? The old bull does not reply but snorts. The young one says to the old bull " hey lets run down the hill and fuck us a few heffers". The old bull looks at the young one with a smile and says " why dont we walk down the hill and fuck them all".

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Long Hair Mom Wife up hill fun

The moment we landed at Tirupati railway station, Raghu remembered what his friends had cautioned him before he left.”You are a compulsive smoker. Ensure that you have sufficient inventory of cigarettes before you go up the hill. You won’t get even a single cigarette even if you shell out a million rupees.” They were right. Raghu was a compulsive smoker and could never get rid of the urge to reach out for a fag after anything he drank or ate. He stole an opportunity while his mother and wife...

Incest
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Letter from Ivy Hill

LETTER FROM IVY HILLDear Shoeblossom: I am a female submissive. I never wanted to be, but my father raised me in a truly disciplinary fashion. My mother left us when I was young, and my father told me that he was going to teach me to not be a wandering slut like Ma. I think part of it, of course was that Pa wanted to get his hands on me. I am a curvy redhead, about five seven, and I’ve been that way since about sixth grade. I know that I was adopted when I was young, and my birth folks must’ve...

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Fanny Hill Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure Letter

Introduction:Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure, also known as Fanny Hill is a novel by John Cleland. Written in 1749, it is considered the first erotic novel, and has became a byword for the battle of censorship of erotica. Fanny's story, as she falls into prostitution and then rises to respectability, takes the form of a confession that is coloured by copious and explicit physiological details of her carnal adventures.During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 11 77 Denmark Hill

WE SAID our farewells to Petersen and headed down to catch the bus back up to Chiswick, where we would use the Underground from there. “Are you alright, Edgar?” Mary was concerned. I suppose I had gone rather quiet while Petersen discussed the different operations carried out on his leg, before the doctors finally decided to take it off. “Yes. I hadn’t had the same problems as Petersen, Mary. You know, the series of operations, the hopes first raised and then dashed each time. I was dragged...

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Tales of Culverin HillChapter 9 Friday

Twenty-Four Years Ago Jack Culverin pulled into the guest parking lot at the Culverin Hill distillery and parked near the front door. He got out but didn’t bother locking the door of his three-year-old Camry; the parking lot was inside the guarded gate so random car theft was simply not an issue. He stretched and scratched; he had been driving all night, held together with coffee and No-Doz, and surviving on whatever he could scrounge up at rest stops along the way. Jack entered the lobby...

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Uther

Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...

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Carruthers Bride

The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...

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The House on the Hill Chapters 34

The House on the Hill Chapter 3 Concentrating on taking small steps and walking a straight line, Michael slowly minced his way down the hall to the next door with Isabel right behind. When they reached the door, once again, it slowly opened automatically and both Michael and Isabel watched as the lights slowly came on in the room. Cautiously Michael and Isabel slowly entered the room which seemed to be an exact replica of both of their rooms. Scanning the room they immediately saw...

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The Fool on the Hill

Every day the ‘Fool on the Hill’ shuffled down from his ramshackle old house pushing a shopping trolley and wandered the streets picking up stuff. We all knew that it was stuff because whenever he was asked what he was collecting he would mumble ‘Stuff’. Most of the time he collected aluminum soft drink cans. That wasn’t his only eccentricity, as he shuffled about picking up stuff he would mumble to himself and to his friend. Sometimes he and his friend would argue and there were occasions...

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The true king of the hill part 2 Hanks lucky day

Introduction: Sorry for the delay but here is the much awaited second part to my king of the hill story I hope you enjoy. It was a hot day in Arlen Texas. A heat wave had hit the town and it seemed no body was immune to its merciless blaze. Even Hank Hill who had lived in Texas his whole life was sweating under the hot sun. The heat had pretty much cleared out Strickland propane for no one was caught dead in front of a grill when the mercury was rising the way it was. Hank sat at his desk...

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The Long Road Back From Hill 55Chapter 3

Sometime in early March of 68, The USMC in its infinite wisdom decided to send in Armor to I Corps Area. MacV HQ in Danang figured maybe the sight of the heavy tanks would convert the heathen Communists into right-thinking citizens. I have to admit, I was excited about the prospect of some real tanks being added to the mix even though I knew the terrain and the mission was not suited to heavy armor. I suppose this biased view came from spending a few years riding around Germany in...

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Motherless Vintage

Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...

Vintage Porn Sites
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Cherry Hill Ch 07

Marsha Wilcox was sitting at home, watching the nothing that was on TV when she remembered that she had had a question for her son. He told her he would be over at the Allan house, but she didn’t want to call over and disturb the Doctor and his family, so she tried his cell phone. ‘Shit,’ she said quietly, hearing the ring tone sound off from his bedroom. ‘Well, I guess it won’t hurt to just ask him,’ she thought. She had to go to the grocery store anyway, and the Allan house was on the way....

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Unplanned Pleasure On A Hill Station

Hi Friends.. This Rohit.I am back with my new story. After getting 100% positive feedback for my stories “My wife’s Pleasure My priority” and “The return of My wife’s Pleasure My priority”, I was too excited to write my next experience. However, I wanted to live up to the expectation of my fans so did not want to take a chance and disappoint them. One fine morning, I got a fan email and it was from a girl named Nisha. We started exchanging emails and started sharing our experiences too. It went...

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Introduction:Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure, also known as Fanny Hill is a novel by John Cleland. Written in 1749, it is considered the first erotic novel, and has became a byword for the battle of censorship of erotica. Fanny's story, as she falls into prostitution and then rises to respectability, takes the form of a confession that is coloured by copious and explicit physiological details of her carnal adventures.During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I...

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