Michaels naughty little stepsister PART 2
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Dominique’s call at 2 am, had roused him from a deep sleep. Their session lasted over two hours and exhausted him completely. Over that time, they consumed two bottles of wine. Due to the strenuous activity, most of the alcohol wore off before he left. but it still contributed to his need for sleep. Michael dozed off as soon as his head hit the pillow.
True to Dominique's warning, in the morning, a piss boner threatened was trying to break out of the cage he was wearing. Michael rushed to the bathroom for some much-needed relief and was rewarded with a stream running down his leg when he forgot to sit down. Cursing his absent mindedness, he sat down but not before his underwear and bathmat were stained with urine. Besides wearing a device that prevented erections, having to sit to pee was humiliating even in private. Despite his misgivings, at this point, the only option left was to adjust to the situation.
After relieving himself, Michael decided his best course of action was to follow Dominique's recommendations: exercise, meditation, and as a last resort, a cold shower. He knew nothing about meditation except for her brief explanation and the shower seemed like some form of torture. That left exercise as the most logical place to start. Michael dressed in his running clothes and headed out the door. He always ran the same route, around the park at the end of the block. once around measured 2.5 miles. His average time was usually eighteen minutes, not much more than a jog for someone supposed to be in shape. Today would be different.
Dominique's advice was strenuous exercise. If it would help him deal with the restrictions imposed on his sexuality, it was worth trying. Michael checked his watch before starting his run. When the second hand reached the top of the dial, he began at a pace much faster than his usual run. Michael wondered how long he could maintain it all the way. He found wearing the device did not interfere any more than wearing a jockstrap with a safety cup.
Half of the way through the lap, as his strength started to fade, a rush of endorphins surged into his body. For a moment, his mind went blank save for the sensations caused by his exertion. He could hear his breath rasping as it flowed in and out of his lungs but no longer felt the ache inherent with prolonged heavy breathing. His feet pounded the pavement, but he felt no impact. It was almost like he was flowing through the air, propelled by an unseen force. His arms swinging in time with his stride, Michael crossed his starting point and kept going.
Suddenly Dominique appeared in his mind, applauding his effort, and cheering him on. A deep desire to please her fortified Michael and kept him going. He took no notice of the other runners he passed. A few of the more competitive tried to match his pace and soon fell away. His only focus was the image of Dominique he carried. That perfect alabaster face shining with approval. Those piercing blue eyes sparkling with pride. His run was in tune with the world. Michael felt like he could go on forever. That is until he rounded the last corner.
Michael's endorphins and adrenalin were spent. He could see his finish line three hundred yards away but the body that carried him this far and was demanding he rest. Ignoring his pain, he dug deep for the will to continue. Dominique's visage stayed with him, shouting for him to continue for just a few seconds more. Totally exhausted, he crossed the finish, collapsed onto the grass, and rolled onto his back long enough to check his time. Five miles in twenty-six minutes! Michael had to check twice. It didn't seem possible. It wasn't worthy of an Olympic athlete, but it was far faster than he ever imagined.
He lay on his back in the grass for a long moment, gasping for air and trying to gather his strength. Michael's ragged breathing slowed as his muscles recovered, enabling an attempt to stand. He levered himself to his feet on unsteady legs and stumbled into an epiphany. Except for the fire she lit in his ass, his current condition was the same as the last time he crawled off Dominique's lap during their first meeting. By the time, his spanking was over, he was sweating profusely and gasping for air. His muscles ached, and his legs were so wobbly she had to help him into the corner.
He was beginning to understand her lessons. Dominique's words on that occasion came back to him. 'I will take you to your limits and push you past them.' What she did with her paddle had the same result as what he accomplished with today's run. Pushed his body to its limits and then gone beyond them. Dominique showed him that exceeding one’s limits would enable you to do things beyond your imagination. Though her instruction came in an erotic context. it could be applied to any facet of one's life. Michael mulled this over as he walked home. He was proud of his workout as well as the understanding that came afterward. He yearned to talk to her. He needed to tell her of his revelation but knew better than to try.
The time until their next meeting seemed to grind to a halt. For the next two days, Michael tried to find things to keep busy, but his thoughts kept returning to memories of Dominique. He threw himself into his work. Sundays were usually reserved for leisure activities, but only the deep concentration required to practice his trade could ward off the lustful thoughts he was trying to suppress. Finally, to his great relief, Tuesday evening arrived, and it was time to meet his Mistress.
Fearing the penalty for being late, Michael entered the lobby of Le Maison de Cuisine fifteen minutes early. Alicia greeted him with cool politeness. The slight smile that creased her face told him she remembered his naked stroll through Raina’s kitchen.
“Good evening, Mr. Gallagher. I trust you’re feeling better this evening.” Michael blushed deeply at her veiled reference to their last meeting and wondered how many times he would have to endure similar comments.
“Yes, thank you, Alicia.” No matter how hard he tried to hide his humiliation, Michael could not prevent his voice from cracking. “I have a date with Ms. Francon tonight. Has she arrived?”
“No, she has not,” Alicia replied formally. “Please have a seat until she does.” She pointed to a padded bench set against the far wall. Michael mumbled his thanks and complied with her instructions. He did not want a repeat of Raina’s painful lesson. He waited patiently as 7:00 came and went. By the time Dominique finally strolled through the door, his anxiety had reached the end of his endurance and Michael leapt to his feet. Flawless alabaster skin framed by lustrous raven hair and clad in a sleeveless black dress she was the epitome of loveliness. Daunting blue eyes and her commanding presence stopped him in his tracks.
“Do not make a scene, Child. Greet me formally.” She offered her hand, arched an eyebrow, and waited patiently.
“May I say you are a captivating vision.” Michael pressed his lips to the back of her hand. “My eyes are not worthy to behold such beauty.” The scent of her perfume held him spellbound until dulcet tones roused him from his trance.
“Your compliment is appreciated but I would rather hear how you fared over the last few days.” Dominique withdrew her hand and turned to Raina’s hostess.
“Give us a few moments of privacy once we are seated before you send Suzanne over. We have some things to discuss before we will be ready to order.”
“Yes, Ma’am. May I tell Ms. Delacroix you are here?”
“Ask her to join us for an aperitif after we’ve dined, if she is not too busy.” Dominique led Michael through the dining room to her customary table and waved to the chair on the other side after he seated her.
“Sit and tell me of your trials. Your story will determine our activities tonight.” Dominique’s intimidating eyes showed no emotion as Michael related the events of the last few days, omitting nothing. Anything short of the complete truth would earn consequences he did want to face. As his tale wound to its end, Dominique’s eyes softened, her face relaxing into a slight smile. When he spoke of his new understanding and the way it came to him, she gave him the one thing he craved most: a nod of approval.
“You are a quick study and have done well, Child. This level of understanding is not usually attained in so short a time. We have cause to celebrate.” Dominique raised her hand and snapped her fingers, grabbing Suzanne’s attention. The pretty waitress responded at once, but her usual beaming smile was replaced by a tight-lipped frown that was almost a grimace. She was not happy to find Michael sharing a table with her mistress.
“Good evening, Ma’am. It’s so nice to see you again.” Suzanne managed a smile for Dominique while ignoring Michael completely. “What can I do for you tonight?”
“Two champagne cocktails, please. Mr. Gallagher and I have things to discuss. We are going to linger a bit and are not ready to order. That will be all for now. Thank you, Flower.” Dominique waved her hand in a curt dismissal. She recognized the snub directed a Michael and returned it in kind. Suzanne’s smile disappeared. Since Michael entered Dominique’s life, she felt neglected. Now, she was afraid he was taking her place. Dominique’s rebuff wounded her deeply. On the verge of tears, she placed the order for their drinks and returned with a pitcher of water.
“All of Ms. Raina’s recipes are excellent.” she offered. “But the veal delivered today is of superior quality. The scaloppini is the best she ever made.” She poured Dominique’s water hoping her suggestion would help her return to her Lady’s good graces.
“I am in the mood for shellfish tonight,” was Dominique’s response. A friendly acknowledgment of Suzanne’s effort was not forthcoming. Emotional turmoil overruled her common sense and she acted without thinking. Suzanne filled Michael’s water glass. As she turned to leave her elbow brushed against the vessel, sending its contents into his lap as it tipped over. Michael leapt to his feet, his chair flying into the patron dining behind him. Shocked by the ice-cold liquid soaking into his groin and humiliated by the spreading stain over his crotch, he had an outburst of his own.
“You did that on purpose,” he declared. “You fu…” Michael managed to stop himself before uttering the curse that would have sealed his fate.
“I’m very sorry, Mr. Gallagher.” Suzanne could barely contain her glee. “I assure you it was an accident. I’ve been very clumsy today and I apologize.” Dominique glared at them both. There would be consequences for each, but Suzanne was her target for the moment.
“Perhaps you need an extended lesson on staying focused,” she hissed, her voice full of malicious intent. “I am not a fortune-teller, but I can see it in your near future.” Suzanne blanched. Dominique’s threats had to be taken seriously. “Bring our drinks and some towels for my guest before I call Ms. Delacroix from the kitchen to see what you have done.”
“Yes, Ma’am. At once.” Suzanne scurried to obey, a storm of butterflies raging in her stomach and her bottom cheeks clenching involuntarily. She prayed the two Dommes would not decide to punish her together.
“What did I ever do to her.” Michael apologized to the startled man struck by his chair before righting it and taking his place opposite Dominique. “That was uncalled for. She was very rude.”
“So were you,” Dominique replied. Once more, your impulsive behavior proves I named you correctly. They fell silent when Suzanne returned, a tray with their champagne balanced on one hand and several bar towels clutched in the other. There were no more missteps as she handed Michael the towels and served the drinks.
“Leave us now, Flower.” We will not be ready to order until these are done. Pay attention. I will not summon you.” A wave of her hand dismissed Suzanne once again. She hurried away, choking back her tears. With that situation handled for the moment, Dominique turned her attention back to Michael.
“Your rudeness tonight is a discussion for another time. There are other things that are more important. Now you understand why I push you to the end of your endurance. The pain of great exertion is the only way you can improve.” Dominique raised her glass and waited for Michael to do the same. “To you, Child. I applaud this achievement. Very few have found this truth as quickly.” Michael joined her as she sipped her cocktail.
“I have a toast of my own,” Michael declared. “My teacher, my mentor, and my guide, here’s to my Mistress. I am yours forever.” Dominique smiled as she raised her glass once more. Would Michael still feel this way if he knew what she had in store for him?
“This is not the end of your journey,” she said softly. “It is only the end of the beginning. The path ahead is one you must be prepared for. We will take the first steps tonight.” Dominique raised her glass once more and they drained them in unison. Before their glasses returned to the table, Suzanne was standing beside them.
“May I take your order now, Ma’am?” She had recovered enough to speak without her voice cracking, but the sadness in her eyes was plain for all to see.
“Yes, Flower. We will start with Oysters Rockefeller and then Lobster Thermidor. Please ask Ms. Delacroix to select a wine for us.” Dominique was not unsympathetic to Suzanne’s plight, but was not ready to let the young woman off the hook.
“Very good, Ma’am. I will return with your wine.” Dominique’s interaction with Suzanne puzzled Michael. It was evident from her use of a nickname that there was a relationship. He needed to know what kind and how it affected him.
“May I ask a question?” Michael was very tentative. He knew he was walking on eggshells.
“You may ask, but I may not answer. Some things are of no concern to you.” Michael thought hard before posing his question. He was trying to find a way to get an answer without rousing her ire.
“If I am overstepping my bounds, please forgive me. I mean no disrespect. I have heard you refer to Suzanne as ‘Flower’ several times. This seems to be a name bestowed upon her like the one you gave me.” Michael found it difficult to refer to himself as ‘Child’. It was like being made to stare at a reflection you did not want to see.
“What I need to know,” he swallowed hard and threw caution to the wind, “Will your relationship with her affect my standing with you?” He searched Dominique’s face trying to discern her reaction. Her expression might have been carved in stone. The stare that bored in his skull made him very uneasy without betraying her thoughts. He lowered his eyes, unable to hold her gaze any longer. Dominique reached across the table and lifted his chin, forcing him to peer into her eyes.
“I have known Flower long before you and I met. Why would you assume it would alter our arrangement? It seems you two have a common problem: each other. This is not acceptable. Jealousy is something I will not allow. Neither of you has the right to question me.” Michael was about to apologize when Suzanne appeared with their wine.
“Ms. Delacroix suggested Bandol Rose.” Suzanne extended the bottle for Dominique’s approval. “She said a high-quality Provencal would go well with a heavy sauce like thermidor. I hope you find it satisfactory.”
“I’m sure it will be fine. You may open it.” Suzanne did as instructed and left after Dominique tasted and gave her approval. She could sense the uncomfortable silence hovering around the table and took some satisfaction knowing she wasn’t the only one in trouble.
“This is not the conversation I wanted to have with you,” Dominique spoke softly as she poured Michael a glass of wine. “You have done well and are ready for the next step. That is what I wanted this evening to be about, but it has become something else. I am disturbed by this conflict between you and Flower. That is the matter that needs to be addressed. I recognize that you have doubts and need to be reassured so I will tell you about Flower.” Dominique sipped her wine and paused as she was gathered old memories.
“Like you, she belongs to me. In fact, we met in a similar way though not in a bar. It was here, in this very restaurant. She approached me the same way you did. Entranced by my presence, she begged for my attention. In our first encounter, she opened to me like a blooming rose. Hence her name: Flower. She is mine and will be for as long as it benefits both of us. The same is true of you. Neither relationship will interfere with the other in any way. You must accept that.” Dominique fell silent as their appetizer arrived. She had nothing more to add anyway.
Michael was more conflicted after her explanation. Being told their relationship was on firm footing was what he needed to hear. Anything short of that would have been devastating. He incorrectly assumed they were exclusive and having to share her with someone else was a different matter. Coming to terms with it would not be easy. As they ate. Dominique resumed the conversation but took in a different direction. The evening's events were completely ignored. They spoke of Michael’s progress and her pride in his achievements. When they finished dining, she had another surprise for him.
“You have your car here?” Her question caught him off guard. Was he being dismissed, or did she want to ride with him? It was neither.
“Yes, it’s parked out front.”
“Good. I have some things to finish here. Be at my studio in ninety minutes.” It was a dismissal, but not for the evening. The delay would be difficult, but not intolerable. After Michael left, Suzanne reappeared beaming with satisfaction. If she had anything to do with his departure, the consequences for her little stunt with the water glass would be worth the consequences.
“Is there anything I can do for you, My Lady,” she asked as she cleared the table. “Something from the bar, perhaps.” Suzanne’s tacit offer of service and her barely contained glee irritated Dominique
“Young woman, you have already dug a hole for yourself. Don’t make it any deeper.” Suzanne paled at her warning. She was going to regret going too far. “There is one thing I require. Please ask Ms. Delacroix to join me at her earliest convenience.” Suzanne disappeared into the kitchen and Raina came out almost as quickly. One look at Dominique sitting by herself was enough to cause for alarm.
“What’s wrong? Where’s Child?” Raina took the chair Michael just vacated. “Suzanne looked like she was being led to the gallows. What happened out here?”
“The problem was not Child. His report was very encouraging. We are meeting later, and he will be rewarded. Not in the way he expects but rewarded none the less. Flower is the one who deserves a reprimand. Her jealousy got the better of her and she nudged a glass of water onto Child’s lap. It startled him so much, he knocked his chair into the man sitting behind him. He almost cursed at Flower but managed to control himself. It is a small issue. One I will take care of later.” With news of her employee’s misconduct, Raina’s expression darkened.
“I will flay the skin from her ass. Flower knows better. She will sleep on her stomach tonight.”
“No. Not tonight. You are angry and not the only one with a claim on Flower. Let’s give her a warning and let her think on it for a while. Tomorrow will be her day of reckoning. Bring her to my place after you close. Child will be there. He has a part to play. Call Flower over. I have something else to say to her.” Raina quickly caught the waitress’s attention and waved her over. Suzanne approached nervously. Dominique’s lack of expression and Raina’s scowl were enough to scare anyone.
“Pull up a chair and sit,” Dominique ordered. "I want to talk to you.”
“Please, Mistress,” Suzanne’s voice quivered. She found it difficult to hold back her tears.
“Forgive me. My actions were atrocious tonight. I’m deeply sorry. Please don’t send me away.” Suzanne could contain herself no longer. Her tears flowed freely. Dominique’s heart softened, but not her resolve to teach and discipline. She reached across the table and folded Suzanne’s hands into hers.
“My dear Flower, I have not, nor will I ever set you aside. Just as Child is mine, so are you. Yes, you need to be forgiven, but as you know, it is not granted. It must be earned. That will not be easy for you. Miss Raina wants to take care of this matter immediately. I prefer to wait for cooler heads to prevail. Tomorrow evening, you will accompany her to my studio.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” Suzanne’s tears of sorrow and regret turned to those of joy and gratitude as they dripped from her chin. She tried to blink them away and only made her appearance worse by adding to the flow staining her face.
“Go clean yourself up,” Dominique said gently. “Return to your duties with a fresh mindset.” She rose to her feet and opened her arms. Suzanne seized her welcoming gesture and rushed into them, a fresh spate of crying shaking her body. She clung to her mistress for a long moment before disengaging. Dominique kissed her on the forehead before urging her towards the ladies room with a pat on the bottom.
“Be easy on her tonight,” she said to Raina as they watched Suzanne depart. “But don’t let her forget about tomorrow night. I want it to stay fresh in her mind. It will strengthen her lesson. Call me when after closing. I will be finished with Child by then.”
“What about his part in this?” Raina felt Suzanne was not the only one in need of a lesson.
“That’s not for tonight. He will be present tomorrow. Everything that contributed to this fiasco will be handled then.” The two friends exchanged hugs before Dominique departed to meet Michael.
After leaving Le Maison, Michael drove straight to Dominique’s studio. It was only twenty minutes away, but he couldn’t think of anything else to do. Being without her for longer than a day or two left him with a craving that only her presence could satisfy. He didn’t care how long it took; he would wait in his car until she arrived. He didn’t have to wait for long. Ten minutes after Michael parked his BMW, Dominique arrived in a cab. She stepped onto the sidewalk to find him standing in front of her, a broad smile stretched above his square jaw.
“You’re early,” she noted. “I said ninety minutes because I need time to prepare. I think you need a lesson on following directions.” Michael offered his arm and Dominique allowed him to escort her into the foyer separating the elevator from the entrance to her studio.
“Put your nose in that corner and your hands on your head,” she commanded. “You are more than an hour early and will spend the time there until I send the elevator for you. There is a camera that allows me to monitor this lobby. If you do not stay in place, you will find sitting difficult for several days.” Fearing her retribution, Michael scurried into place.
“Yes, Ma’am. I won’t move a muscle.” Dominique entered her elevator, disappearing behind the closing doors, without replying. Despite the strain on his arms and shoulders from keeping his hands on his head for such an extended period, Michael did not leave the corner until the elevator came for him. Dominique was waiting for him when he arrived on the sixth floor, dressed in her black corset, stockings, and heels, holding a fraternity paddle with several holes drilled into it. Her provocative attire caused his cock to swell making the cage uncomfortable.
“Strip and bend over,” came her command. “You are about to learn the penalty for not following instructions.” Aware of the consequence for hesitation, Michael shucked his clothes without delay, leaving them on the floor where they dropped, and presented his bottom for the application of Dominique's discipline.
“I was ready to reward you for your encouraging report this evening. That is no longer part of my agenda. I am dismayed you have not learned the importance of complete obedience.” She drew the paddle back and delivered the first smack as forcibly as her strength allowed. Michael yelled with the sound of its meaty impact ringing in his ears. Two more followed without delay. The last one forcing him to step forward to keep from losing his balance.
“Stand.” While Michael stood, she pushed him down the hall with a swat on his ass to quicken his step. Once in the playroom, she pointed to a spot in the center of the room for him to occupy. It was time for his test. Dominique set the paddle on the spanking bench and took a position six feet in front of him.
“You tell me you have learned some measure of self-control. Let’s see how much. While wearing your chastity device, a penis trying to become erect will be painful. There are several ways to deflate a hard-on, but the one I am using tonight is the application of my paddle to your rump. The cage becomes more painful than you can bear, you must ask me to swat you until it is gone.”
Dominique’s hand crept down her torso until it reached the lips of her pussy. The fingers slipped inside her dripping love canal, drawing circles around her clit. Her head rolled back as she moaned with sexual ecstasy.
“Is it too much for you to bear,” she teased. If you want relief for your aching cock, all you have to do is beg me to use the paddle.” Dominique waited a moment for his reply, but none came. Michael wanted to impress her with his ability to endure, but he was fighting a losing battle. His dick already felt like it was trapped in a vise.
“No? Then let’s go a step further.” Dominique turned around, spread her legs, and bent over, putting her hands on her knees. Displayed in this manner left nothing to Michael’s imagination
“If I said you could fuck me, which hole would you pick”? Her enticement was too much. Michael caved.
“Please Mistress. I can’t bear it any longer. Please, Mistress. I beg you. Use your paddle. Swat my ass.” A slight smile crossed Dominique’s expression. She found Michael’s anguished plea amusing.
“Since you ask so nicely, I will gladly oblige. Turn around and bend over.” Dominique picked up the paddle and with a two-handed grip delivered a furious swat to the center of his proffered behind.
“The key to your cage is in my purse. This will help until I can retrieve it. Do not move from this spot or I will let you stand like this for thirty minutes.” Michael swallowed hard. Thirty seconds without relief from a painfully restrained erection was more than he could tolerate let alone thirty minutes.
“I will not move. I promise. Please paddle me until the pain goes away.” Michael was so desperate, the irony of asking for the stinging fire of a paddle spanking to remove the cramping ache of a constricted, throbbing penis was lost on him.
“As you wish.” Dominique swung the paddle once more, targeting the same area. A loud crack heralded its impact. Michael yelled at the top of his lungs and almost grabbed his butt. After the three smacks in the hallway and the two just now, his backside was starting to bruise. The fiery sting left behind demanded his focus and defined his existence. Despite the pain, his cock was still partially inflated. He held his position.
“Is that enough? Do you need more?” Dominique drew the blade back once again, ready, and eager to oblige his need.
“Thank you, Ma’am. One more, please.” The words had barely left his mouth when the paddle granted his request. Though it could be painful, Michael craved her attention no matter what form it came in.
“Now, let’s get to the real lesson.” Dominique’s purse was on the other side of the room. When she bent over it to fish out the key to his cage, he had to close his eyes. The visage of that perfect rear in such an enticing position was more than he could bear while confined in this a personal manner.
“Well done,” Dominique stated when she turned around. “That’s the way to practice self-control, but it is only part of what I am teaching today. Let’s see how you fare without this.” His penis was freed and flared to life. Even through the plastic that encased it, her touched ignited his passion.
“Very good,” she remarked as she inspected the rock-hard member bobbing in front of her. “There is no redness or irritation. You are showing no adverse effects. If you maintain the proper protocol, wearing this for longer periods will not be a problem.” Her comment was not what Michael wanted to hear. Though the chastity device was not uncomfortable under normal circumstances, its presence was humiliating. How long did she want him to wear it?
Dominique’s eyes locked on Michael. He felt like an antelope transfixed by the stare of the lioness stalking it. She stood before him in silence. Her mere presence testing his will and resolve. When her hand wrapped around his throbbing penis, Michael gave in to the sensation. His head rolled back, and he moaned with pleasure at her tender ministrations.
“You have this because I permit it. That is the way it will be from now on.” Her grip on his prick tightened and moved up and down the shaft. “There is more. You will not orgasm unless I command it.” After four days confined in a chastity device, Michael was ready and eager to explode. How could he withstand Dominique’s manual stimulation? Sensing his impending climax, Dominique withdrew her hand and stepped back. Michael’s gasp was both relief and frustration. His body demanded sexual release. Without her permission, he dared not.
“What will I need to teach this lesson?” she mused. After a moment’s consideration, Dominique selected the blood-red flogger, a three-fingered tawse to supplement the large wooden paddle from the implement wall. “I do not expect you to endure all of these. Which you receive as a lesson will be determined by your ability to learn. If you respond satisfactorily, the consequence will not be severe. Shall we begin?” Taking him by the hand, Dominique guided him into the suspension frame and secured his hands above his head. Once more, her gloved fingers took hold of his penis.
“Most men who endured what you have accomplished would have already discharged their seed,” she whispered into his ear. Her free arm wrapped around his torso, pulling their bodies together while she nuzzled his ear and neck.
“If you cum now, I will flog you where you stand and then tie you to the bench for a long dose of the tawse.” Michael’s head was ready to explode along with his cock. The tension created by her lips on his neck and the overwhelming sensation of her fondling his cock brought him to the brink of culminating desire. Just before he lost control, Dominique stopped and backed away.
“You are doing well but we are far from finished. I want you to remember what you experienced during your run, the goal you set for yourself, and the effort it took to achieve it. Now you must apply that same determination to succeed.” The click of her heels on the wooden floor announced her authority. She languidly strolled around him, tracing her fingers across his shoulders.
“Your body is a thing of beauty, but you abuse it.” Dominique massaged his shoulders. Kneading the flesh gently and putting him at ease. “You must learn self-discipline. What you have achieved thus far is just the first step.” Her hands snaked around his abdomen. One curled around his shaft while the other cupped his balls. She pulled him back, grinding her pelvis into his buttocks. Michael could feel her hot breath on his neck and lips nibbling on his ears.
“Very few men have been given the privilege of fucking me. Will you be the next?” Despite several days of enforced abstinence, her order to control himself and a commanding desire to please her gave him the strength to endure, but the strain was taking its toll. Sweat beaded his forehead and the muscles of his shoulders, arm, and legs trembled.
“I love to spank your bottom,” she cooed. But I want you to give me a reason.” Dominique’s touch slid down his back and her hands kneaded his ass cheeks. “Such a beautiful behind.” Massaging his mounds brought his resistance to an end. His back arched, and he cried out as thick ropes of sperm jetted through the air and splattered across the floor.
Exhausted, Michael sagged in his restraints. The last vestiges of his climax dripped from his now flaccid cock. A sharp slap to his right buttock followed by another to the left refocused his attention.
“Once again you show your lack of self-control. While it is true, I teased you. Despite my command, you ejaculated without permission or even manual stimulation. This is what I meant when saying you would fail. I knew you were not strong enough to discipline yourself. Now, I must take on that role.” Dominique released him and pointed at her toy box.
“Fetch your plug. You know where it goes.” Michael trudged across the room, dreading the task at hand. The last time he was subjected to being plugged, Dominique had done the honors. It was especially painful as it penetrated until it was completely inserted. Having to insert it himself was a new level of submission. He found a tube of lubricant next to the plug and removed them from the drawer.
“Show me,” Dominique demanded. “I want to watch you put it in your man pussy.” Mortified beyond belief, Michael lubed the plug, and turned his back to his Mistress. Bending over to make its entry less disagreeable, he pressed it against his hole and began to push into his ass. At first, its entry was not unpleasant, but as the plug stretched his anal muscles, its painful progress slowed.
“Get it in there or I will do it for you. It won’t be pleasant.” Holding his breath and gritting his teeth, Michael shoved it in, and sighed with relief when his rectum clamped around the narrow base. To his utter surprise, its presence brought his dick back to life.
Dominique swung a straight-backed chair into the center of the room and sat down. Parting her legs, she crooked a finger at him and patted her left thigh, smiling as he approached. The view between her thighs had his hard-on pointing at the ceiling. Michael dutifully jack-knifed himself across her thigh, reveling in its silky smoothness.
“Spread your legs,” Dominique whispered. He did as she desired, putting his cock, balls, and the plug in his ass on prominent display. She adjusted his position to put his rump in the best position for spanking. Michael relaxed when he felt her gently rubbing his ass-cheeks but was afraid it was just the calm before the storm.
“As you will soon discover, this is not punishment. We are going to explore a new reality for you. One you are not aware of.” Dominique pressed against the protruding plug, pushing it farther in then allowing it to retract.
“Was that unpleasant? If I said I wanted it, would you say no”?
“Never, Mistress,” came his reply. “Your wish is my desire. I am yours now and forever.” Dominique’s hand rose and fell directly onto Michael’s plug, driving it home and allowing it to draw back when her hand withdrew. The hand-spanking was a pleasant alternative to Dominique's usual punishments. It created enough heat in his rump to heighten arousal without the pain that would have him kicking and squirming across her lap.
After a brief volley, Dominique paused to manipulate the plug, pulling it out then pushing it back in creating an imitation of being penetrated by a phallus. Michael gasped with each thrust as it stretched his bum hole. He had no desire to have sex with another man, but this was just a new way to submit to his Mistress
“Relax. It will make this much easier if you are not tense. Think on these new feelings. It pleases me when you surrender to me.” The process was repeated several times, a short spanking followed by another anal invasion until the muscles yielded without difficulty.
“Stand, Child. Your test for tonight is over.” Michael climbed to his feet with his erection on prominent display. “Get dressed. It is time for you to go.”
“But, what about…”
“Leave it in until you get home. It is yours and you must bring it with you whenever I call. Now, get dressed.” Dominique led him down the hall to where his clothes lay scattered across the floor in front of the elevator, the plug’s presence was noticeable but not uncomfortable. Piece by piece he donned his clothing slowly, wondering why she had not replaced his cock cage. The reason did not come until he was fully dressed.
“You have done well and may masturbate tonight. Do it before you take the plug out. If you want to come more than once, do not remove the plug before you are finished. You will be called to attend me tomorrow night and I expect a report.” Dominique kissed him good night and summoned the elevator.
As soon as Serge finishes the work Will has a real estate agent in to take photos of the apartments, common areas, and the grounds. He uses the same people who are handling the rental of the town-houses and the houses the Trust owns in the new development. With the apartments in the Manor coming on-line the Trust now has ninety-five quality places in a premier location in the city close to shops, transport, and schools. Instead of paying to advertise the apartments in the local newspaper...
It was a foul-mouthed, drug addicted nightclub comic who said it best. He was the one who summed up the comedic career of Tommy Michaels whose career in show business effectively came to an end on a Friday in November in Dallas, Texas. The dirty-mouthed comic walked on stage two weeks after that horrific day in ’63 and when he did it was the first time he had appeared before a nightclub crowd since that tragic event. Since the innocence of America was taken away by an assassin’s bullet. The...
100% fiction! Michael could not believe his luck, a beautiful spring day like this and he got out of school early because the air conditioning system broke. On the other side of the coin, his closest friends were on the ball team so the coach held them at school for extra practice. He realized that the championships were getting close but that sure messed up the day. He was thinking about his new car while driving home. His dad had gotten it for him a few weeks ago for his eighteenth birthday....
IncestIn the lead up to the prom Pat found Marsha, Jasmine, and Robert suitable period clothing for the prom without telling them why they’re to wear the fancy dress. The girls think the old style gowns are nice and are happy to have them so Rob just accepts his fancy period clothes to fit in with the rest of the group. On the day of the prom Eve is letting everyone know they should see the couples off so the main lounge room is full with all of the tenants in it when Pat walks in to collect...
Introduction: Sorry if this sucks guys, its my first time writing so its not that good, before if people like it, Ill be sure to continue with the story. It was around 8:30 pm and Jades mum and stepfather had just left to go out for a meal and then were staying in a hotel until the following morning for there anniversary and therefore leaving 14 year old Jade, her 17 stepbrother Michael and Jades little 7 year old sister Emily alone at home for the night. They decided to get some snacks and...
Introduction: I hope you guys like it. sorry for the mistakes and stuff. All comments will be appreciated. I hope you enjoy it! ???? Michael turned the door handle to his own bedroom, rushing inside. He stopped when he saw her already naked lying on his bed with her long, smooth legs spread. He felt his semi-hard cock erect within seconds, his mouth popped open. Hed already seen her fully naked the night before but this was something else! A totally different situation. She lay there, her head...
Introduction: A young man has been dreaming of being held as a female sex slave by a man and decides to tell his best friend about these dreams. Michaels Dream Story: #41 Copyright 2008 Written: July 25 2008 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: KaosAngel Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ******************************************** Note: I dont have any knowledge of Gender Reassignment Surgery(Sex Change) if some things in this story do not make sense it is due...
Gianna Michaels catches a peepin 2by *lilguy31Gianna Michaels catches a peeping tom 2By lilguy [email protected], femdom, tease and denial fun followsTed was down in Gianna basement. It been 2 months sense he got caught peeping on Gianna and he haven't cum. He was chain up and stripped naked. He had two black eyes and bruised all over his body. Gianna had left him a little bowl to eat out and weaken him. He had to hear her making love to some well hung guy upstairs all night and dayHe...
As soon as he entered the taxi, Michael knew he had to take Riana's advice. The pain from putting weight on his paddled behind was so intense it wouldn't let up overnight. Sitting at his desk tomorrow was not an option. The cab ride was also proving to be a test of his endurance. Every sudden movement took his discomfort to a new level. The muscles of his arms and legs tensed in a vain effort to stay as still as possible. By the time he arrived at his building, the ache in his limbs and the...
FemdomMichael sat in his car, parked in front of Dominique’s building, mindful of the time. She had demanded his presence at 11:30pm and It was 11:27pm. Last night, he learned the consequence for being early was almost as severe as the one for being late. The three minutes he had left were spent wondering why he was being summoned two nights in a row.Dominique sent him home last night with a plug stuck up his ass and said he would be called to return this evening. She also gave him permission to...
FemdomGianna Michaels Agent of the DTFBy lilguy [email protected] Michaels is a busty hitwoman tasked to take out some sex tradesAuthor note- This is a commission I did for more check it out herehttp://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/lilguy31/profileStephanie Mitchell was a young Coed, in freshmen year in college. She was entertaining a boy she liked. The boy name was Rick. He was a young man, Hispanic with short black hair.“You almost done babe” He Said“Patients Patients” She Said. She was...
Author unknown.My name is Penny Michaels and I live with my aunt outside of Chicago. My life seemed to be pretty normal for a person who lost her parents at a very young age. I don’t really remember them very well and no one has really explained to me what happened to them. I’ve been dating a guy named Jim for the last several months and it seemed our relationship was starting to get serious. I was hoping he would pop the question soon and turn me into a bride.This all changed rather suddenly...
Gianna Michaels catches a peeping tom 3By lilguy [email protected], femdom, tease and denial fun follows straponFlower Tucci and Gianna Michaels walked down the steps. They were naked accept for their straponsFlower had a 12 inch strap on, 3 inches in length. It was pink and had a vibrating tip. Her blond hair flowed over her face after having a night of hot sex with any buff guy she could find. Her tattoos glisten with sweat. Next to her was Gianna with a 12 inch black strap on, same...
On Tuesday the original house section is far enough advanced Pat can start getting the rainwater downpipe installed. Until the gutters are in place all he can do is attach the back half of the brackets to the uprights and bolt them into place. Wednesday he attaches the first section of pipe to the drain from the roof gutters. Most downpipes are only seventy-five millimetres in size but these are two hundred millimetres because the gutters are sloped to carry all of the roof’s rainwater into...
Stephanie Your flight arrives in ten minutes and I’ve been waiting for half an hour already. I left much earlier than I needed to, but I wanted to make sure I was waiting for you when you got off the plane. We had planed this weekend together for months on chat, the details of how we would stroll the town, shop for mementos and mostly spend long hours enjoying each other. I had to make sure I was waiting for you, reassure you that I’d be there, that you had done the right thing in coming. So I...
Gianna Michaels catches a peeping tom 5By lilguy [email protected] humiliated cuckold man tries to stand up for himselfAuthor note- this is a Fanfiction..base on my own warp femdomy fantasies of Gianna a porn star. Note she probably doesn't behave like this in real life and if she did she probably be serving a long Jail sentence and be force to seek help from several mental health professionals. Not this has humiliation, female physically overpowering people, cuckolding, slapping,...
Carla Michaels and her long-time friend, Jenny Banks were lying back on their lounge chairs, watching the two handsome young men playing in the pool. "Doesn't seeing them make you wish that you were twenty-five again?" Jenny said as she turned to Carla and it looked like her giant nipples were about to explode under her tiny, black bikini top. "God yes!" Carla moaned as she continued looking over both of the young men and their very toned bodies. "Just imagine what they could do to us...
Starting the second week of December Pat is able to concentrate on finishing the Mansion by doing the actual rebuilding work. However, the work to finish the grounds is all planned with Eve, Alice, and Dean focusing on doing the fences. Serge has a crew arriving later in the week to work on the car park and driveways. The turf from their work will replace the grass damaged by the plane crash after the dirt they dig out fills up the hole. Pat’s first task is to go through all of the...
A few minutes later we called time out on account of breathing, which is something neither of as had been able to manage very well during the lip lock. Even then, it was all I could do to just remain upright by leaning on his chest and feel his heart pounding in the same rhythm as mine. "Wow!" He took the word right out of my mouth. If that kiss was any indication of what a plain old Michael could do then clearly I'd been wasting my time with pretty boys like Adam. I skootched down a...
I messaged Kate that I was finally getting a membership at Three Lavender Rings. TLR is a very exclusive sex club for LGBTs. Kate and I are bi, so we fit the "B" category. We also share the same kinky tastes – bondage, exhibitionism, sex machines and more. We'd planned to go as a team and see how much ravishment we could collect. But first, we needed membership. The club had no website, no phone directory listing, and no advertising except word-of-mouth. You could not pay at the door. You had...
ExhibitionismIt was evening and the lamplight gave the room a warm glow. The princess sat nearby in an armchair reading a far more interesting book. They had been here for several hours. Mia sighed again, not a little dramatically, and Liana looked up from her own reading. “Are you bored already?” She asked in a teasing tone. Mia turned to look at her as she replied. “How could I not be? These aren’t exactly exciting stories like the one you’re reading you know.” Liana replied in a stern voice,...
The sound of her high heels clicking across the wooden floor was the first thing to catch Mike's attention. It wasn't the sound itself that was intriguing. Many of the women who frequented this upscale tavern on Friday evening wore high heels. Her stride was different. It spoke to him of power, authority, and self-confidence. He turned to look, curious as to who this might be and was ensnared. Caught like a fly in a spider's web.The vision he beheld was almost too much for his eyesight to...
FemdomHe walked slowly out of the bathroom, leaving the belt sitting where She had left it. His mind was spinning as he contemplated the options before him; a life under the control of this admittedly stunning Woman or walking away free but knowing he'd never see Her again. "How bad could it be?" he wondered, looking at the belt, just visible through the bathroom door. His mind was full of flashbacks to the night before, undoubtedly the most fulfilling sexual experience he'd ever had. He recalled the...
Author's Name: Lee Anne Montgomery ([email protected]) Story Title: Woman Partner (Chapter 6, The Pajama Party) This work is copyrighted to the author © 2003. Please do not remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. I look forward to, and hope that I receive, your feedback....
You are already in the shower, the water is hot and steamy and you are just standing there with your eyes closed letting the hot water pound your body. I slip in quietly and gently start to lather your body with soap, running my hands from your neck and shoulders down your back. Sliding to the front, then to your back, massaging gently but firmly, taking my time with each part of you, I turn you to face me, telling you to keep your eyes closed. I guide you around untill you are completely...
After breakfast it’s back to filtering ashes. Pat speeds this up a little by putting the scoop on Kelpie to pour the contents of two wheelbarrows into it. Once loaded he raises the scoop to hold it just over the screens and they use the hand scoops to push the ash out and into the filter to make it a lot faster and easier to do the filtering of the ashes. Mid-morning Serge arrives in a ute, and grins when he sees what the two are doing. He walks over and says, “No wonder you don’t answer the...
Surrender by Griezz (M/f, cons) The anticipation was building within her as she moved through the brush,the coarse branches of dead trees scrapping at her bare skin. She still didnot know why he wanted her to walk naked through the woods. All she knew wasthat she had been in the middle of studying when he showed up at her apartmentand motioned for her to come with him. They had driven down the highway to the State Park; it was still early enoughin the season that they passed few people on the...
Report to the King of Sparta. B.C 481 "We must conclude that there was more then one Persian ship in our waters. When one met with disaster in the storm, the other picked up survivors and as much wreckage as it could. The shield is the only piece of wreckage that signifies Persian identity. There can be no doubt that it was a spying mission or an attempt to land agents of Persia on our soil or the soil of a neighbouring state. We cannot ignore the possibility that a neighbour may actually...
Le vol dura des heures, et pourtant Maxime n'en pouvait plus d'excitation. Une heure environ avant d'arriver, il se rendit aux toilettes, et se changea pour prendre sa tenue habituelle - jean, baskets blanches, queue de cheval -. Il se sentait ? l'aise ainsi. C'?tait ainsi qu'il comptait vivre aux USA. Galvin lui avait dit que tout ?tait pr?t pour lui, et qu'il n'avait plus qu'? arriver. Son logement, son contrat de travail. Un v?hicule l'attendait ? l'a?roport et devait le conduire ? l'embarcad?re puis jusq...
Later that afternoon Kyle managed to get near Hillary on the school steps when no one was nearby. It almost appeared that she had been lingering near the door just to give him a chance to talk to her. "Quick, tell me what happened." "I was told that I should have been made into a girl years ago. I might still have a chance. Not a great chance, but possible. I need to make up for lost time. First I need to do extraordinarily well on the eighth grade aptitude assessment. I know this is...
The TestAs he got out of the Uber, Joshua was nervous but yet excited. Several weeks after answering a private message on his favorite porn site, the day was finally here. It had started simply enough with posting a few anonymous pictures of himself cross dressing and a video of him riding his favorite dildo. Joshua's profile said he was looking to be a first time gay bottom and possibly a sub. He had posted the message to his profile while he was really horny and had forgotten about it after...
The Loyalty Test Author's Notes: Thank you all for the help and support in making me better at my hobby. Tim Rodgers was still ecstatic when he hung up the phone and went to his computer. He opened up a new Word document to start his exit strategy from his job. He just got done with a productive conversation from the Dean of Business at Northeastern Wesleyan University. He was offered a full time professorship chair there. He could not wait to start making his plans and also tell...
Aptitude Test By Cassandra Morgan I'm pretty sure that all of the destruction caused by the Huns began with one thing. Junior homeroom. As usual, that morning it was chaos. Wads of paper filled the air, and the girls were chattering about sales and older boys, and the boys were talking about cars and football teams, and the noise sounded as if was coming from a nearby stadium. It was always like this. It was the last vestige of freedom for the students, after all, and Poor Mr. Moore...
This man of body and flesh consumes all of me. He burns in my mind a lasting impression of who he is, of what he is and what he seeks out of me. As I sense him around me. My mind feels excited yet calm. The sent of candles and insenes illuminate the room. Filling me with the enessance and eroticism of the moment. My eyes blinded and my hands bound I am at his mercy. I feel him move about me. Not knowing what his will, will do to me. I feel his presence in front of me. I hear my breathing pick...
Veronica sighed softly, admiring the slumbering figure in her bed. He was much younger than she, with less experience as well, but that lent to the sweet eroticism between them. A dim overlay of light shone softly on his face. Feathery breaths escaped parted lips; dewy and rich, capable of broad, curlicue smirks. He wore a snowy shirt in bed, three buttons left unfastened at the hem. One of the tails had fallen aside and the other bunched shyly above the waistband of his trousers. With eager...
FetishKelly: Hey did you study for this quiz at all? You: Not really, I was just getting ready to. U? Kelly: I've been up all fucking night. I still don't understand it. I'm in the class room now, want to come help me study? You: Sure. B there in a few. I locked my phone and hoped off my bed onto my dorm room’s dirty floor. I quickly started to throw my text book and notes in my backpack. My roommate was in class for the next two hours, so I had been watching porn with the volume up...
The throb in his battered backside wasn't Michael's only reminder of his first encounter with Dominique. Every bit of his flesh, from his shoulders to his knees tingled with the effects of her particular kind of attention. He never felt more alive. Michael stepped into the street trying to resist the urge to massage his aching bottom. The memory of being paddled while draped over her knees was still fresh and he wanted the sensation of his spanking to linger as long as possible. He hailed a...
SpankingIt was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...
A Go No Go Test by Tigger with Vickie Tern (she said I could not name her as co-author, so I didn't...... sorta) The soft, slippery satin of her bed's comforter slid against the skin of my buttocks and the backs of my thighs. I felt so very alone. Which is silly, I guess, because I knew I wasn't really alone. I even knew exactly where she was. Furtively, my eyes stole over to the large, antique mirror that hung above her vanity table. It is a one way mirror. She'd shown me...
Time for a BDSM quiz at BDSMTest aka Kink Test! If you’ve read through a few of my reviews, then you already know that I can get down with some kinky BDSM. Well, I guess all BDSM is kinky. But, still, I like all that shit. There’s nothing hotter than tying up some chick, gaping her drooling mouth open, and shoving your cock down her throat while you call her a worthless cunt. Once you start fucking around with BDSM, then you’ll never be able to go back to vanilla, boring sex where some bitch...
Fetish Porn SitesThe Test By Elliot Reid "It's a test, Mark," said Amy. "A test?" I looked at my girlfriend, eyebrows raised. "What, a compatibility test or something?" "Something like that." Amy was seated on the bed, nude, cocking her head to one side, gauging my reactions. "We've been going out for a year and you said you wanted to take it to the next stage and I guess this is where we test whether that's going to work or not." "This magic will do that?" I looked at the pair of rings...
I had just turned 65 and received my Medicare card. My wife was bugging me to get a complete physical (and a prescription for Viagra). Now I have been to many doctors over my lifetime but if anyone is going to stick their finger up my ass and hold my balls while I cough, I prefer a female doctor.Dr. Mia Kim who gave me a complete going over including the usual digital probe and ball cupping. I detected a slight smile cross her face when I began to get hard as she held my balls. Later when I...
Penny would be going to NYU and had accepted Shay's offer to share her apartment. Poor Kent would be alone in Boston while his two partners would be sharing a bed. Still he knew that in some ways it would be better for him to concentrate on school. His father didn't disagree. But that was still a month away. For now Shay was on her first airplane, flying across the Atlantic with fun and relaxation ahead. She looked over to her left where Kent, who'd done this before, was already dozing. To...
Cousins - Une Histoire de Famille - partie 3 Par Loulou Note: cette histoire est pure fiction et aucun des personnages n'existe vraiment ? l'ext?rieur de ces lignes. Ne m'en veuillez pas de prendre quelques libert?s avec la r?alit?. Chapitre 12 - Rentr?e des Classes pour Chris Pour des raisons diff?rentes, les deux cousins ?taient tout aussi inquiets. Chris faisait sa rentr?e dans la l'?cole de beaut? et Sam avait mis ses nouveaux v?tements et esp?rait plaire ? Jessica. M?me s'il avait dit le contraire ? son cou...
DISCLAIMERS I'm just trying to help with these disclaimers! I don’t want to spring things on anyone. My writing is SUPPOSED to be gross and wrong, which is what makes it so thrilling to write! You SHOULD feel icky reading it! I try to creep myself out as I write, getting into the mindset of a perverted VILLAIN. I do not condone any of the things I write about! All characters are 18+. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely...
The tall, willowy girl looked troubled as she walked the stairs of the university. She needed to ask a favour of the history professor, and she felt wildly insecure, as she always did when she was in a new situation. Three months earlier she had gone to the admission examinations at the university, but on the evening before the last test: the history examination, she was taken to hospital. Two weeks later she went to the university offices to present papers, signed and stamped by the hospital,...
A Painful Test Copyright 2012 Christopher D.B.Previous stories in this series: Off-Road Goddess, Paddled in the Boondocks, Lunch With A DominatrixIt was late on a Saturday afternoon that I drove to the east side of the city, following directions that had been given to me by Miss Julia. Near the industrial park where she worked, I turned onto a state highway and continued east just until signs of civilization began to fade. Making several turns down side roads and back roads, I found the...
even though it was simply a case of memorization. Most of the time was spent trying to find a comfortable position that would rest my still shocked and quite sore pussy. If I sat in any conventional way, it would constantly remind me of all the repositioning and abuse it had undergone for the “A” I was trying to make. Sometimes, I would sit Indian Style to “stretch –it-out” as if it was a muscle recovering from an intense workout. If I did find some rest that would take the dull ache of my...
“So, Mr Robinson, when you’re ready? I want you to continue down the road, and turn left at the junction.” The instructor sat there waiting for me to get the car moving, waiting for me to make another mistake. The test had gone horrible from the start. Forgetting to check my blind spot when I pulled out from the test centre, he maybe could have forgiven that, but mounting the kerb turning the first corner, or almost hitting that pedestrian when he told me to park up, no matter how nice he was...
Gay MaleThe following is a brief but completely true account of a trip taken with my strictly non-professional, older dominatrix partner who, subject to the satisfactory completion of the following trip, would then allow me to marry her and thereby commit myself to a life of absolute submission to her in strict accordance with her agenda. As mentioned, she had no professional interest in domination whatsoever but had a very definite sadistic streak in her psyche and I, as a lifetime submissive, fell...
"Please, Tessa!" begged Jason. "Please!" "No!" said Tessa again. She shook her head vehemently. "I just don't like it when it gets sticky like that." Her boyfriend had his pants and underwear partly down while he lay on her bed. He held his erect cock. "Come on," begged Jason. He hated to beg but what else could he do? She didn't mind touching his dick or stroking it, but when it got sticky with pre-cum she didn't want anything to do with it. "No, Jason!" Tessa said. "I'm...
This story starts out like many we have read before. I was out in the garage and my wife Alice was in the house. The phone rings and we both pick up the receiver at the same time. Before I can say hello, Alice speaks and it's her girlfriend Marsha. Usually I would hang up but for some reason I decided to listen for a few seconds. "Can you talk or is Allen near you?" asked Marsha. "No, I can talk. Allen is outside or in the garage. He's always busy doing something," remarked Alice. I...
Raina watched Michael march naked through the kitchen of her restaurant with smug satisfaction. It would be a cold day in hell before he pulled another stunt like the one that just earned him a blistered bottom. When Dominique returned on Friday, he would still be sporting the marks of her spatula.The sight of Michael standing before Alicia and apologizing was a reminder to call Dominique. It would not be proper for her to discover Raina punished him without her permission, but with a six-hour...
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Last Monday I arrived in Marseille Part 1 Last Monday I arrived in Marseille. My company did post me over there to supervise our local branch due to illness of the local manager. On Thursday evening when I came back to the hotel the bar was overcrowded. Most of the visitors had a badge and it was due to a convention going on that day. I took the only free seat at the bar counter from a person who left and was sitting next to two women somewhere in the thirties. A blond one with...
So I surrendered my innocence and continued with life. There was no more of maid Sujata, after she had been sacked In the mean while, I graduated from a management school and after the first job, landed in my second job with a multinational company. Obviously the pay, the way the employees were treated was outstanding and it seemed to be an opportunity of life time for me. The hitch was that I was posted away from home and had to stay alone for the first time. Again due the conservative nature...
IncestCe jour-l?, Maxime Lamothe eu 17 ans pour la premi?re fois de sa vie. Bien s?r, il avait eu 16 ans, aussi, et 15 ans avant ?a. Mais ces ann?es-l? ?taient encore porteuses d'espoir. Il avait attendu, attendu, mais il s'?tait jur? que si ??a? ne changeait pas, il irait voir quelqu'un. Au cas o?. C'?tait maintenant. - Ecoutez, jeune homme...je ne vois rien d'anormal. Votre taille ne devrait...plus tellement changer. Vos parents ?taient d?j? petits eux aussi, apr?s tout. Mais c'est vrai, g?n?ralement...enfin....-...
Maxime resta tr?s longtemps dans un demi-coma. Ou, tout du moins, il le pensait. Des images allaient et venaient. Des personnages apparaissaient devant lui. Il ne pouvait pas voir leur visage, mais il les entendait parler. Parfois en fran?ais, parfois en anglais. Il se sentit avoir froid. Puis chaud. Puis froid ? nouveau. Et faim. Et chaud. Plusieurs fois il voulut ouvrir ses yeux, mais il n'y parvenait pas. Lorsqu'il ouvrit enfin ses yeux, il ?tait dans une chambre d'h?pital. Toute blanche, toute...