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Stockholm Syndrome Part 3 My diligent internet research on Saggy's business empire finally bore some fruit as I found some discrepancies in some comments made at an earnings press conference for a company called Genometron that Saggy had just purchased a significant percentage of. The CEO was putting a much too favorable spin on a significant deterioration in their operating performance. There was nothing in all the details I had reviewed to support his conclusion, but I had to admit it sounded plausible. I wrote up my suspicions and printed them out and asked Happy to give this to Doc or Mr. Frodo I told him it was important information for the client. Mr. Frodo showed up the following morning unexpectedly. I was anticipating a run on the beach so I had on tight fitting T-shirt and a pretty skimpy bottom and was barefoot. I have a mix of good and bad features for a crossdresser, small hands and feet, a decent voice on the plus side, but my shoulders are too broad and my brow too prominent. However my best feature by far is my butt, and this morning I was showing off just about all of I had of that asset. Frodo was clearly uncomfortable with my appearance as he sat at the kitchen table. I didn't help by walking around the kitchen, turning my back to him and gazing out the sliders towards the beach. He began "The client found your analysis interesting, and would like to discuss it with you" I replied sarcastically "Well he certainly knows where to find me, and I am at his disposal so to speak" Frodo continued "As a matter of fact he doesn't know where you are, but that is not relevant. He wants to meet with you in New York as soon as possible" I replied "Let me check my calendar and I'll get back to you" Frodo frowned and continued ignoring my remark "The meeting will be tomorrow afternoon, Doc will handle the transportation, is there anything that you require for the trip?" I sat down at the table opposite from him and rubbed his leg with my barefoot and said "Hmm, it would be great if you could come up to my room and I could try on some different outfits for you" Frodo stood right up and said "Tell Doc of your needs" Wistfully, I replied "I have, he's just not into me" Blushing, Mr. Frodo returned to his office in Middle Earth. Doc came into the kitchen laughing and said "What did you do to him; I have never seen him so flustered" I replied "I didn't get a chance to do anything to him; I guess he isn't real comfortable with sexual banter" Doc smiled "I would think you are right about that; Anyway, road trip tomorrow!" I grimaced and replied "Zero dark thirty departure?" Doc replied "No we can sleep in; a 6 AM departure should be OK" I replied "Great, I am going to take a run on the beach, want to come?" Doc shook his head and said "No I have plans to make, run, don't stop and talk" I put on my running shoes and started down the beach, I could see Pete approaching and as I passed him at a trot I said "Saturday, same time place!" I got up a 5AM and showered, and did my makeup, it was somewhere between business woman classy and tramp. I had already picked out my outfit; it was a brightly colored geometric print sleeveless dress. I wore a 3/4 sleeve white jacket to cover my shoulders. I wore nude pantyhose and white pumps. A quick cup pf coffee to go and I walked out to the Explorer. Doc was waiting and looked me over and said "Morning, you look very nice" Despite the ungodly hour I broke out in a smile, he had never complimented me before on my appearance. The best response I could manage was "Thanks Doc" I spent a good deal of the 6 hour drive going over information about the company. We arrived at the Grand Hyatt a bit before 1 PM, and checked in. I had a chance to freshen up and get a bite to eat before going downstairs to the meeting room Saggy had reserved. When we got in the room a couple of Saggy's key people were already there. An attractive young woman immediately came up to me and said "You must be Terry; I'm Marci, Mr. Kapadia's Executive Assistant. She then introduced me to the Chief Financial Officer and Chief Legal Counsel for his corporate empire; as Terry, a business consultant friend of Saggy. Marci said that The CEO and CFO of Genometron would be here shortly and at that time Saggy would be joining us. Saggy and the other two arrived about the same time; Saggy flashed a very big smile at me, and introduced me as his old friend Terry who was providing some consulting. What transpired over the next couple of hours was nothing less than an inquisition, and despite the best efforts of the Genometron guys to put the best face on it, they eventually agreed with my analysis and Saggy insisted they buy him out. In the end they agreed but very reluctantly. Saggy asked me to stay after everyone had left and said "Thank you Terry that was a huge favor and it was certainly unexpected." I replied "Well maybe now you would be willing to do me a favor?" He nodded and said "Go on" I replied "Being your so called guest is suffocating, I need some space, these guys are on me like white on rice" Saggy replied "Sorry I just can't take the risk, I can't! But when this is over you will be handsomely rewarded" Pissed I replied "Just when will that be?" He replied stiffly "I cannot say with any degree of certainty" With that he left the room, and Doc came right in and said "Time to go back up to the room" I looked at him and said "Screw that! I feel like taking a walk" He replied "Why not" It was a beautiful day in Manhattan, the sun was warm but the air wasn't humid. We walked as far as the Public Library and sat on the steps. I took out a cigarette and Doc pulled out a lighter and lit it for me. I took a deep drag and slowly exhaled almost in a sigh. Doc asked "What's wrong, didn't the meeting go well?" I replied "Oh it went fine for your client, I had hoped there might be something in it for me, but no, it's just back to Maine and the same old routine" Doc said "Sorry" I took another drag and exhaled through my nose and said "Thanks, you have been really nice to me today, are you having a change of heart? He laughed and replied "No Terry, not at all, actually I will be away all next week on another assignment, you will be stuck with Happy, Grumpy, and Sneezy so I thought I should try to be nice to you today" I laughed and replied "Then I have a plan for the evening that you would never do unless you were being nice" Suspiciously, Doc said "I know already I will regret this but what exactly did you have in mind?" With a sly smile I replied "Well I am tired of being outnumbered, so I thought we all could catch the dinner show at the Drag Royale" Doc coughed and replied "Maybe we dwarfs could benefit from a broader perspective, and in some weird way it does seem fair" I smiled and said "Doc you are a doll! I could kiss you but I won't" It turned out to be a great time; I was the envy of all the girls; what with me being escorted by my three manly men" To my never ending amusement Grumpy and Happy kept getting hit on by both customers and staff. At one point looking perplexed Doc asked "Not that I would want it, but why do you think I am not attracting attention from the other girls" I smiled and said "Oh Doc I would be happy to give you some attention" as my hand slipped into his lap" He quickly removed my hand but not before I felt something a bit hard I frowned and said "OK clearly the other girls all think we are a couple" He frowned I replied "You could do a lot worse" After the show we went back to the hotel suite, sadly I had my own room. I wasn't ready for bed so I took a look at the Times. On page 14 I saw Saggy's picture, he was being honored for being the Philanthropist of the Year. Now that really irritated me! The ride back from NY was uneventful, but the more I thought about my situation the more pissed I became. While the fun of living enfemme was certainly not wearing thin, the restrictions on my freedom were. And then there was Saggy being enshrined in some pantheon of philanthropy instead being incarcerated in a penitentiary. It all added up the same, in some strange way I was paying for his crime. and as much as I enjoyed being the gurl in this prison, it was still a prison. The next morning I went for a run on the beach, I could see Pete was down the beach surf casting. As I came near him I stopped a few yards away so Sneezy wouldn't get suspicious. At one point Pete turned to me and smiled, and dropped his gaze to the ground and seemed to stare at a large clam shell. He then moved down the beach further away from me without looking at me again. I wandered around a bit seemingly recovering from my run, leaned over and picked up the shell. On it was "B out back 8PM" I smiled and wondered what he was up to but I was not otherwise engaged this evening so I thought I would go along. Anticipation got the better of me so I spent the early evening getting pretty. I did my nails in soft pink color and my lips in the same shade. I chose a short blonde bob wig; large gold hoop earrings I picked out a sunflower patterned sun dress and wore white wedge sandals. About 8PM I told Grumpy I was going out to the back porch for a smoke, he came along and took a seat in a wicker chair. I sat on the wicker love seat and lit a cigarette. Around 8:15 there was a lot of commotion on the street and someone was pounding at the front door. Grumpy said "You stay here" He went into the house and I heard a man's voice say "There has been a report of a propane leak we need to check your tank" Grumpy answered 'I don't smell" The man cut him off and said "Where is your tank?' Grumpy said it is around on the side The man said "Show me" Grumpy looked back at me and mouthed "STAY PUT" As soon as they went out the front door I felt a touch on my shoulder, Startled I turned and saw Pete He said "Where is your room?" I should have hesitated and told him to leave but what came out of my mouth was "Upstairs first door on the right" And as stealthily as possible he went up the stairs. Grumpy seeming even grumpier if that was possible came around the side of the house but as far as he could tell I was right where he left me. I asked "What was that all about? He replied "Some town inspector looking for a propane leak, what a jerk" I smiled and said "Well in that case I guess I won't have another smoke, I am going up to my room" Grumpy grunted and locked the door and set the alarm as I walked up the stairs. As I climbed the stairs I was having second thoughts, I should have told Pete this could be dangerous for him. I opened the door to my bedroom and he was lying on my bed stark naked with an incredible hard on. I instantly thought, I tell him a bit later. I licked my lips and batted my eyelashes, and said "Are you sure you are ready for this?' He smiled and said "Absolutely, you are the sexiest thing I have ever seen" I must admit I loved the compliment. I twirled my hair as I touched his forearm lightly and said "Well then there is that thing issue also, are you sure?" He looked puzzled and replied "What thing issue?" I licked my lips and replied "Well you called me a sexy thing, not a sexy woman, no doubt because I have a thing between my legs. Are you at all interested in my thing?" He replied "I most certainly am" I purred "He smiled and replied "Let me explain" He put his arm around me, pulled me to him and kissed me on the mouth I normally don't kiss men on the mouth, other parts of their anatomy yes, but not the mouth. I have to admit I found it a bit pleasant in kind of a mixed up Katy Perry lyric way. I kissed a man and I think I liked it. I kissed him back; his tongue shot into my mouth as his right hand slipped inside my panties and caressed my butt cheek. We broke the lip lock and he started kissing my neck, my knee was rubbing his thigh, when all of a sudden his fingers found my ass pussy. I was all hot and bothered, I planted another wet kiss on his lips, and he let his fingers do the walking up my asshole, while mine went in search of his cock. It wasn't hard to find, I stroked his manhood while his fingers pushed into me. I was way beyond interest in foreplay. I pushed him away. He looked puzzled I smiled salaciously as I wiggled out of my panties and said "I want you now" He stood up, I sat down on the sofa and leaned back on the sofa and lifted my legs in the air. He slipped his head between them as I demurely made sure my dress covered my raging hardon. He moved forward, the backs of my knees were resting on his shoulders. He pushed his cock into my ass with a powerful thrust. Without benefit of lubrication it hurt, actually it hurt a lot and I winced. He hesitated, but I used my legs to pull him forward. He didn't need any more encouragement. He slowly but constantly pushed his cock into me. I was breathless, licking my lips. I grabbed for my own hard cock and started to stoke it. His pace quickened and he began to breathe heavily. His manhood was passed my sphincter and now he was thrusting in and out the bulbous head of his penis rubbing back and forth on my prostate. I increased the pace of my own stroking. His pace increased to frenzy, I was tingling all over, my toes curled in my sandals, and my head is spinning. I feel the spasms of his cock, and then I feel something warm inside me. Just then my cock ejaculated cum, some of it went on to his chin I struggled to catch my breath as he pulled out. He reached up and wiped some of my cum off his chin then he stuck it in his mouth and said "Yum, Can't wait to get more" He slowly backed away so that I was in a sitting position on the sofa. Then he went into the bathroom. I sat up found my cigarettes I lit one, took a long drag and exhaled it slowly as he came out of the bathroom I said "Wow! That was fantastic" He smiled and replied "Oh I bet you say that to all the guys" I laughed and said "Well as a matter of fact I do, but usually I don't really mean it!" He laughed I continued "And what is this all the guys shit, are you somehow implying that I am a slut?" Taken aback he replied "No, not at all" I exhaled right to his face as I said "Really?" He replied "Well maybe, but I mean it in the very best sense of the word" I replied "I didn't think there was a good sense of that word" He burst out laughing and said "Why am I the one being defensive, remember you introduced yourself a as nymphomaniac" I laughed and said 'Well that's more like a medical condition, not a lack of morals" Changing the subject I said "Just how did you arrange that little diversion?" He smiled and replied "Oh I am a local realtor and property manager; I know all the town inspectors and that one owed me a favor. I figured once I was in it would be easy enough to get out when your keepers change shift, they always sit on the front porch so you can let me out the back" I laughed and replied "Let you out! Why would a slut like me let you out, I'll bring you some food now and then and you can be my sex slave" Pete smiled and said "OK sounds like a plan" It was my turn in the bathroom I fixed my makeup and as I came out of the bathroom I said "Pete You haven't come close to satisfying my needs so get on the bed, with your feet towards the headboard" He quickly did what I told him. I climbed on the bed, straddled his head between my knees, lowered my head down on his crotch and said, "Follow my lead, Do everything I do!" I then started to lick his balls with my tongue, first little touches with the tip of my tongue and then bigger and bigger licks more like a dog would. Pete followed my lead and was enthusiastically licking my balls. I could feel myself getting hard and could see he was too. I said "Now the cock!" Forcefully I moved onto to licking the full length of his shaft ten times, them I started licking the head of his cock around and around like in was my favorite ice cream cone. Pete did likewise and now we were both as hard and erect as we could be. So I said, "Now suck" and I swallowed the full length of his cock and started bobbing my head furiously up and down sliding his member between my lips over and over, Pete was not in my league as a cocksucker but he was more than adequate, It was pure ecstasy, all too soon we both came in an incredible explosion of cum. As I went into the bathroom to clean up and fix my face, I was wondering how I would get him hard again soon, and there it was right in front of me, a lovely tub big enough for two. I turned on the hot water and went back out and said, "Pete darling let's relax in the tub for a while" I shamelessly stripped off my dress and bra, in front of him and lead him into the bathroom. I stepped into the tub and sat down, he followed willingly. We made some small talk for about half an hour, it was very relaxing. Then I looked in his eyes and reached between his legs and said "My ass pussy needs more love" He looked surprised and said "I am not sure I can" I just smiled and caressed his balls and stroked his cock for a few moments and felt his get hard. I then smiled wickedly and said "Look what has come up" I turned my back and knelt and said as I glanced over my shoulder "Don't disappoint me Lover!" That seems to have done the trick; he was into me powerfully, thrusting over and over again and came very quickly. I turned around and once again he looked spent. I laughed and said "There is just one more thing I need" He looked quizzically at me but didn't respond. I said "I've heard Turnabout is fair play, so turnabout" He laughed and turned his back to me and I said "Relax! I'll do all the work this time" I proceeded to put my rock hard dick into his ass all soft and warm from soaking in the tub, and I powerfully thrust it deep into him, over and over and over again, splashing and splashing in the warm water, it seemed to go on forever, and I loved every moment of it, until finally I came. We got out of the tub, and dried off and fell into bed. Pete fell asleep quickly I was wide awake. It was my epiphany, I knew I could never go back to my drab existence but I also knew I could continue being held prisoner. I knew how I wanted the rest of my life to be and getting free of my captors was the first step. I went to my desk and wrote a note to the FBI, I put it in an envelope and sealed it. A little before dawn I woke Pete up. I said "It is about time I leveled with you" He just nodded I continued "I am being held here against my will, I am crossdressing as a disguise because my male persona is wanted by the FBI as a witness. I didn't do anything wrong but I know enough to put a powerful man away for a long time. These guys are dangerous, I have no doubt they will kill me rather than let get away. And I am very worried about your safety as well; I should never have allowed you to get involved" Pete smiled and said "I got myself involved and as of this moment have no regrets; if I get killed then I probably will have some second thoughts" I laughed and said "Be serious" He replied "OK how can I help?" I handed him the envelope and said "Take this and mail it to the FBI office in Boston, don't give them your name, don't get involved" Pete said "Why don't I just go to the police here?" I shook my head "These guys have them outgunned; just do what I ask, no more! Promise?" He nodded and said "Promise" Happy arrived about an hour later for his shift, as usual he and Grumpy sat on the front porch talking. I slipped out of my night shirt. Pete followed me down the stairs to the back door, I opened it setting off the alarm and Pete slipped out and headed down the beach at a sprint. Grumpy and Happy came running, I stood their naked as they came running They stopped immediately Happy asked "What's going on?" I eyed them both and said "I need somebody to fuck me, which one of you wants to do it?" Grumpy said "Put your clothes on" Happy asked "Why did you set off the alarm?" I replied "Well did you expect me to walk out on the front porch like this?" With that I wiggled my ass up the stairs as they went all around the house looking for intruders, by now Pete was far away.

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Azem was to pick me up from the tennis hall later in the evening. His car stopped just in front of me with squeaking tires. I bumped inside and threw myself at the sexy driver. I licked his chin up to his mouth and smacked his nose. He embraced me to feel my heart's throb. Not sure if the situation between me and him was exactly what the scientists call a "Stockholm Syndrome", but the fact is, I missed him a lot for these few hours."It feels weird in this car without the handcuffs on," I...

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Stockholm revisited

Kay faced away from me and handed me the shower gel, placing a large amount of gel in my hands I started to soap Kay’s back working from the top downwards to her butt. Kay sighed slightly when she turned to face me and told me to soap her breasts, as I started to work on her breasts Kay’s left hand suddenly wrapped around my cock while her right hand was working her own pussy. Kay removed her hand from between her legs and started to rub the head of my cock up and down her soapy slit, come on...

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Full Moon Syndrome final edit

"a bully took my backpack" he said through his tears. I smiled secretly I had faced a similar problem when I was his age. "Well I don't see why would do that" I told him. "You seem to be a very nice kid" he looked up. I smiled at him. He smiled back. I held out my hand to help him up. He took it, his soft skin felt amazing. I pulled him up. "What's your name?" I asked him. He hastily wiped away his tears "Cedric" he told me I let go of his hand "Well Cedric" I said still...

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Full Moon Syndrome

His name was Cedric, he was thirteen had tan skin, dark brown wavy hair, and eyes as blue as the ocean, he had a girlish figure, and a soft voice, Cedric was always trusting, especially of me, I was like an older brother to him, I'm sorry I've gotten ahead of myself. My name is Yan, I am a German American with Blonde hair, eyes the color of Cyan, and a slightly muscular body, strong from years of track, now where was I? Oh yes. Cedric was always trusting of me; he looked up to me like...

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The Sampson Syndrome Part 1

This work is copyrighted by the author (2002). Do not remove the author's information or make any changes to this story. You may freely post to all non-commercial (free) sites or in the "free" section of commercial sites. As a courtesy, please notify the author [email protected] regarding site location should you chose to post this story. The Sampson Syndrome by Jeanette Johnson 9...Roger Maris. 34...Nolan Ryan. 7...The "Mick". "Well at least I got my money back plus a...

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MAU Typhoid Mary Syndrome

Author's notes: I've watched the evolution of MAU with mixed emotions. On the one hand, it's been quite popular for authors, which is rewarding to watch. On the other, well, one thing I really didn't want to create was a universe based on fantasy, and I hoped the rules would help contain that. Unfortunately, my fears have been realized as stories have strayed into the fantastic and beyond. I could be like Bill with SRU and consider anything not by me to be non-canon. I could close...

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Full Moon Syndrome 2 Jans Toybox and Cedrics Pleasur

I stared blankly at cedric’s smiling face. He looked so cute half asleep, I couldn’t help myself the full moon was still in the morning sky… I kissed him, our tongues dancing inside each others mouths. It was turning me on so much, through sheer force of will I stopped kissing him and managed to choke out. “so… uh… how’d you sleep?” I asked him fearfully. “I slept great” he said. “uh Cedric, listen…” I began but what he said totally blew my mind (and made me horny automatically)...

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Fifty shades of Stolkholm syndrome chapter 2 Th

Helen got home and ran up the drive way excited, to see her parents. Her father sat in his chair pipe in hand and cloth cap looking grimly at her with a large black pudding in his hands, “Eee by Gum a what news have you today?” he said in the least convincing Lancashire accent since Wallace and Gromit got lost there and tried not to stand out.“Oh dad stop trying to be Northern” Helen said “What but our roots are ‘up north we have worked for generations as …”“As chartered accountants, face it we...

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Acquired Asylum Syndrome

Usual disclaimers apply: Characters property of DC Comics Inc, don't read this unless you're a consenting adult, etc., etc. If you read on you're accepting you know the drill. Acquired Asylum Syndrome By S18 PART 1 Their names were Raynor and Potkin, but that was barely relevant. The pertinent details - both over six foot, each weighing in at between two-twenty and two-forty pounds and sharing an IQ that didn't have pretensions to three digits - told Batgirl that she...

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The Janus Syndrome

Disclaimer- I don't own Hellsing or any of the characters from it. Warnings - AU, graphic ftm themes, spoilers for the manga. The Janus Syndrome By A Guy Named Goo Beta'd by Thess London had become so unrecognizable and alien to Seras in past few months that she actually welcomed the chilly rain that decided to fall as she ran. Her feet splashing in the growing puddles on the cracked sidewalks and conspicuously empty roads, the spray in her face that should have been...

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The Sampson Syndrome Part 3

Healing With Heels Sandi had remembered the specialist's remark regarding her husband. "She should wear high heals for a couple of months to promote healing." Sandi was determined to follow the doctor's advice to the letter. That afternoon she entered Johnny's room carrying a shoe box. "How's my baby?" she opened as usual. "Are you ready to come home and share a bed with me?" "More than ready! I see Mary told you about the shoes." He nodded towards the box. "Isn't it lucky we...

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The Sampson Syndrome Part 4

Sampson Syndrome IV Following Doctor's Orders He had to be careful not to snag the delicate fabric on his rough skin. Just as Sandi had figured, he walked very easily in both heels. Johnny admitted that having gotten used to wearing one heel and the cast had prepared him for this moment. Sandi spotted a nail salon as she was leaving the office building. She suggested that they stop there and have a pedicure. Johnny immediately balked at the suggestion. "We can wait until we...

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Sudden Male Feminization Syndrome

Hey, whoever's reading this. I'm not much of a story-teller, but I have got a story to tell. First off, my name's Jane. It used to be Joe, then it was Jo for a little while, and that's pretty much what this is all about. I was a pretty depressed little boy. My parents watched sports and my brother played them. At school, all the boys wanted to be professional athletes and all the girls wanted to be performers or didn't have the self-awareness to consider the future at all. All but...

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Vargas Syndrome

"What the hell is Vargas' Syndrome? Is that one of those new psychiatric disorders where the guy can claim he's the victim of a mental disease and try to walk free? I hate those bastards." "Well, no. It's not a recognized description of a disease at all. The term is being used informally to describe people who are obsessed with impregnating women. There's a writer on various web sites that cater to readers of sexually oriented fiction who goes by the name of Homer Vargas. I'm not sure...

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Stockholm Part 5

The next morning, Madame X woke up Katie as she entered the room. “Good morning, honey,” the woman whispered in her ear before kissing her on the cheek. The captive smiled. “Good morning, Mistress.” The dominatrix knew this would be their last day together, and she wanted it to be special. She pulled off the covers and climbed on top of her, slipping her soft, wet tongue between the girl’s lips and feeling the submissive gently massaging the woman’s tongue with hers. Madame X...

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Stockholm Part 4

The next morning, Madame X opened up the cell door and set Katie’s breakfast down on the dresser. The girl was so tired that she didn’t even wake up when her mistress walked in, so the woman sat down on the bed and kissed her slave on the forehead to awaken her. The captive opened her eyes and smiled up at the woman she had come to lust after. “Good morning, sweetie,” the dominatrix said. “Did you sleep well?” “Good morning, Mistress. Yes, I slept very well. Thank you, Mistress.” “Me...

3 years ago
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Stockholm Part 3

Madame X woke up the next morning and looked at her slave on the monitor. She was tired of waiting for Katie to submit. She wanted her now! She lusted after the girl with a passion that she had never felt before, and she was sick of playing games. She was determined to break her captive today. There was something that she had hidden away that she knew would do it, but she really didn’t want to use it. The dominatrix exhaled deeply and grudgingly took it out of the closet. She felt that she...

3 years ago
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Stockholm Part 2

Madame X awoke the next morning, eager to go play with her new slave. She looked into the surveillance monitors from Katie’s room and smiled as the girl stood there helplessly. The dominatrix already had the cameras from filming porn, and she thought it would be a good idea to install them so that she could keep an eye on her hostage while she wasn’t around. “Good morning, Katie,” Madame X said as she walked into the cell. “Did you get any sleep last night?” The captive shook her...

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Stockholm Part 1

About three years ago, Madame X started filming pornography in her basement. She would typically bring in a girl, tie her up, whip her, strangle her, fuck her, and do whatever else she pleased. Madame X quickly developed a good reputation in the adult film industry for shooting very realistic BDSM material. Torturing the girls turned her on so much, but she always wondered what it would be like to really do the things she did to the models. The thought sent warm shivers through her body...

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Stockholm Story part 3

I woke up on my stomach, hugging a pillow instead of my lover. The air-conditioning system’s effort smooched my naked ass. Sheesh, too cold. I was just about to open my eyes and automatically cover my flesh with a quilt, when a fundamental issue emerged in my mind. ‘Why was I ever mooning?’ The next question was only the consequence of the first one, as the slowly appearing sparkles of consciousness informed me about my nightshirt scrolled up to armpits. ‘What happened?’ Quiet moans, the...

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Stockholm Fuckery

Your name is Everett Woods, 21 years old and a 4th year college senior. A part time worker at your local cafe near your apartment studio. Currently living with a flatmate named Oliver Poppers to share the studio's rent and a fellow senior. Although Oliver has been living in a separate house -Frat House- he always comes by whenever there's barely anything to do and borrows your gaming platforms and chill to watch a movie or two. At first, he barely bothered to do anything besides laze around....

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Stockholm Sissydom

"Go back into the bathroom," she demanded, "I told you to shave." "But I did," I protested meekly as I could (best not brave being too forceful), "I shaved my legs and armpits like you asked. Even my chest. I'm hairless I promise." She stood up from the bed. Had I angered her? Her six-inch stilettos clicked on the tile as she walked across the floor. Extending a long red painted nail, she prodded me in my pubic hair right above my penis. "This is unruly. It's like a 1970s hippie...

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Stockholm Story part 3

I woke up on my stomach, hugging a pillow instead of my lover. The air-conditioning system's effort smooched my naked ass. Sheesh, too cold. I was just about to open my eyes and automatically cover my flesh with a quilt, when a fundamental issue emerged in my mind. "Why was I ever mooning?" The next question was only the consequence of the first one, as the slowly appearing sparkles of consciousness informed me about my nightshirt scrolled up to armpits. "What happened?" Quiet moans, the...

Anal
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Stockholm in 1940 4

Chapter 4 Deeply shocked and scared at what was happening to Richard and could easily still happen she quickly pulled her anorak hood around her face, determined despite the highly probable danger of being arrested by anyone, to follow them at a distance when the German's staff car which had been slowly following the group suddenly stopped. Katya immediately turned into a dark side alley then carefully peeking round the corner, saw all three Germans getting into the car...

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Stockholm

At a quarter till six, dusk was already falling. Brian was walking Cassie home from the ball field where her daughter had just played. Cassie and Nicci were kind of new in the town and Nicci had gone home to spend the night with her own new friend. She only lived a block away but he really wanted to spend more time with her. They were laughing a little self consciously, the way two people do when they are first getting to be comfortable with each other. They didn't notice anything out of the...

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Stockholm

Sophie slowly came to her senses; her memory was hazy and she could not remember why see was here. As thoughts began to re-enter her head Sophie realised that her eyes were closed but despite her best efforts it seemed like they were glued shut. In fact her how body seemed to be frozen to the surface upon which she lay, nothing would move. Normally a discovery like this would have scared Sophie silly (as you would expect it to) but this was not the case; she stayed calm and relaxed almost as...

2 years ago
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naughty little brother syndrome

I was back from college with half the day still available and my parents were predictably out so I had the place to myself. great. I could sneak guys back here and fuck on the sofa even! Or wank myself in the kitchen - that type of adventure, and roam the house naked when I wanted to. I had assumed little brother worked a normal shift but I was to find out about his midweek day off. So what the fuck was all that noise cum-ing from the living room? sounded like an orgy in there! His...

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Full Moon Syndrome Chronicles Cedrics Story

(Long story short Jan our hero gives into his sexual urges and pretty much rapes our 13yr pedo-magnet Cedric. Jan passes out and the following morning Jan wakes up to find that Cedric is okay with this. Jan decides to test Cedric durability and pain tolerance as well as his control. Jan decides to put Cedric to the ultimate test of tender sex.) Sorry if the last part didn’t make sense there is very little blood going to my head right now, giggity (YES I know I am sick freak.) If you...

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The Lazarus Syndrome

This is the third in my Gerry Pretty serious of detective stories and it sort of comes full circle. CM In the back of the LJ Bar, hidden behind cases of booze, is a room that very few people know about. This is the headquarters of the thriving Pretty Detective Agency and where I spend some of my day when I’m not detecting or helping out in the bar. Today I was doing neither, the bar was yet to open and I was waiting for my next detecting job. Thriving has not been an apt description of the...

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Absolute Gullibility Syndrome

A new and rare mental disorder has recently been discovered. Sufferers are not only unable to tell if someone is lying--they are incapable of even suspecting that someone may be lying. They will believe anything they're told by anybody--if the direct evidence of their sense contradicts what they have been told, they'll assume that they are hallucinating or imagining the contradiction. Our story begins when someone learns that they, or a loved one, has developed AGS.

Mind Control
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Restless Penis Syndrome

Your name is John Doe, your just an average looking 18 year old high school senior with a far beyond average penis, It's literally the same size of a can of hairspray. Having such a big dick has its ups and downs, the big upside of it is, you know no one has a dick as big as yours, the downside has a bit more to it. Some times it's hard to walk, if you get aroused everyone knows it, girls are often intimidated by its size, and the biggest problem is some times it hurts, especially during...

Incest
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I Dominus Stendhal Syndrome Part Two of Two

Continued from part one ~ At eight pm. sharp, I buzzed Olivia into my building. The loud buzz, and metallic click of the lock releasing, made her jump with a start. She checked herself in the mirrors on the interior of the elevator one last time and took a deep breath. When she reached my door, she hesitated to knock. As much as she was anticipating the new experience, not knowing what to expect made her understandably uneasy. A small part of her still wondered if she was about to make a...

BDSM
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I Dominus Stendhal Syndrome Part One of Two

"I'm so nervous," Olivia confessed to Janet as she reached for the glass of wine that her friend had poured for her. Janet smiled and shook her head as she replied, "No need to be nervous, Olivia. We're only going to discuss the possibility. You don't have to make a decision tonight, or any time soon for that matter. When you are ready, I'll introduce you to whom you choose." This would be new territory for Olivia. She had agreed to the possibility of a kink date with one of Janet's...

BDSM
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The Sampson Syndrome Part 6

A Different Kind of TV Star It was late in the evening when Johnny awoke. He found Sandi and Mary staring down at him. Both of the women had discovered the mistake made which resulted in Johnny receiving permanent makeup. Mary had already explained to Sandi that the procedures were irreversible. While Johnny was still sleeping, Sandi had cut his hair evenly giving him a sexy shoulder length do. Sandi had asked Mary about the dangers of cutting his hair. Mary looked at the sleeping...

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