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The Trip

A Breanne Novel

By: Michael Alexander

Breanne travels to the Windy City to meet up with an online dom who only has her best interests in mind as he inflicts a weekend?s worth of sexual torture on her young and nubile body.  How long can Breanne stand the torments and will the introduction of another young lady who wants to follow in Breanne?s footsteps be a hindrance or a blessing?

Chapter One of Twenty Four: Arrival

She stared out the small window, watching with fascination the various wisps of cloud that floated thousands of feet below, the white stutters of vapor that crossed the endless geometric squares of corn and wheat fields below.  It was her first time on an airplane and she had spent nearly all of it staring downward, fascinated with the vista.  Part of her enthrallment was due to the incessantly changing landscape, the tiny houses, the roads, even the sunlit flashes of blue lakes, but another part was to ignore the same sort of fascination the man in the seat beside her tried, somewhat unsuccessfully, to hide.  But unlike Breanne, he wasn?t staring out the window.

She wasn?t exactly surprised by the attention.  The halter top she was wearing was a tad bit too small, with a plunging neckline, and the smooth curve of her young breasts swelled the cotton material in alluring ways.  More than a bit of her taut belly showed, the silver dangle piercing at the middle serving to pull eyes in, which then could not fail to notice the loose flared but very short skirt that seemed to barely cover her bottom and required almost constant attention not to expose more as she sat in her seat.  Her feet were clad in high heels, the bare toes exposed.  All in all, she expected to be watched with as much interest as she had for the rolling scenery below.

She squirmed in her seat, her knees together, trying not to let her skirt slide up any farther.  Already the journey had been torturous, and her squirming had caused her skirt to move higher than appropriate.  The man seated next to her, his suit jacket off and his tie loosened, surreptitiously stole glances at her legs as she moved them, her hips rocking as she let out a tiny involuntary moan.

?You all right??  He suddenly asked her, his voice filled with concern.  She turned, giving him a small smile and nodded.

?Yes sir.  Thank you for asking.  It?s my first time flying and I didn?t realize the flight would be so long.?  Her flowing auburn hair cascaded down upon her shoulders, her green eyes flashing.

?So are you catching a connecting flight at O?Hare??  He inquired.

She shook her head.  ?No sir, I?m meeting someone.?

He nodded and then sighed softly.  ?Well if you feel the need to get up and stretch your legs, I can always let you by.?  His offer held the promise of ulterior motives.

Breanne Erikson nodded in appreciation, knowing full well that standing up and walking the aisle of the airplane was the last thing she needed to endure.  ?Thank you sir, I appreciate the offer, but I?m actually very comfortable.  I?ll let you know if I need to get up sir.?

The businessman nodded and then with deliberate effort, took his eyes away from the smooth expanse of her legs and got out his laptop computer.  Breanne?s attention went back to the window as she thought about what a walk through the plane would do to her.  It wasn?t the embarrassment of having the other passengers see her.  She was used to that.  It was the two small rubber coated balls she had buried inside her body that would roll and ring gently as she walked down the aisle that concerned her.  Even seated, the ben wa balls were a continuous sensation, filling her sex, making her constantly aware of her panty-less and semi-aroused state.  But Bre was also used to it, and her lack of undergarments and the kinetic sex toy were merely personal accessories that stimulated her.

Farm fields finally changed to suburban sprawl, and Breanne pressed her nose to the window as the tiny houses and manicured lawns quickly gave way to the industrial outskirts of Chicago.  She spied the Willis Tower, formerly the Sears Tower, its twin spires looking like some strange bug with giant antennas looming over the city.  Lake Michigan was beautiful, a blue expanse that seemed far different from the muddy waters of the Gulf of Mexico at Galveston.

The aircraft banked slightly and the announcement of the captain asking the passengers to put on their seatbelts brought Breanne back to the present.  She had been tense and nervous from the very moment she had gotten on the plane, despite the fear and wonderment of her first airplane ride.  She had known back in Houston that once on the plane, there would be no turning back.  Her return ticket was dated three days hence, and she had deliberately brought no money, not even her credit card.  Her identification was tucked in her carry on bag, and that was it. She wriggled in her seat, the ben wa balls slipping around inside her as she managed to buckle the safety harness across her lap. 

The landing was uneventful, and Bre stared out the window at the rushing landscape, marveling in the speed and smoothness of the airplane?s flight.  Even the bump of landing was nothing more than another exciting aspect of her trip.  As the scream of the engines slowly throttled down, Breanne bit her lip, reaching down under her seat to pull out her back pack. 

It took another twenty minutes for the plane to reach the terminal and for the passengers to start disembarking.  First class passengers went first and then Breanne watched as the businessman stood and pulled another case from the overhead compartment. 

Finally it was her turn.  Standing carefully, she inched her way out of the seat, her body an instant attraction for a number of the men working their way through the cabin.  The arch of her foot still strapped in her high heels, her calves, her bare thighs, even the denim cloth covered bottom, and every thing about her was an attention magnet.  She ignored most of it though, her mind trying to focus on exiting while the ben wa balls began their smooth sexual stimulation with each step.

She felt her pussy ripen in moments and she bit her lip again as the tension she had felt between her legs during the trip suddenly changed into desperate desire.  She steeled herself, resolutely moving forward, her back pack slung over her shoulder, until she stepped onto the gantry and moved up into the terminal.

It took a moment to orient herself.  She knew exactly where she needed to go from studying a few posted maps, and quickly took off down the concourse, passing the various kiosks and stores where travelers purchased reading material and food.  Baggage claim wasn?t an issue for her, since her only luggage was the small backpack on her shoulder.  Breanne had packed very little, knowing she wouldn?t need it.

As she exited the secure area, she turned to her left, her eyes quickly searching.  For a moment, her heart skipped a beat, wondering if he had decided not to meet her.  But then she spied his sandy blonde hair, the grinning smile, and she grinned back, moving as quickly as the ben wa balls would let her.  She opened her arms as she approached, seeing his eyes roam over her body.

There were no words.  She merely stepped into his embrace, lifting her chin and standing on tip toes to kiss him.  It was no chaste kiss however.  She opened her mouth, slipping her tongue against his, a deep sexual kiss that left no doubt to her intent.  When it was finally over his eyes were wide in astonishment.

?Well, it?s good to finally meet you in person, Bre.?  He said, still a little flustered by the passionate kiss.

?It?s good to meet you too, sir!?  Breanne replied, her beaming smile warming him to the bone.

The man nodded and then looked at the small backpack slung over her shoulder.  ?Is that all you brought, or do we need to stop by the Baggage claim??  He asked, his voice polite, but warm.

Breanne shook her head.  ?No, everything I needed for the weekend I was able to fit in here.?  She jiggled the knapsack, grinning.

?I can imagine.?  He replied.  ?How was your flight up from Houston??  He asked.

She couldn?t help grinning.  ?A bit long.  I thought it would go faster.  It was also just a tad uncomfortable.?

He couldn?t help laughing.  ?You wore the ben wa balls, didn?t you?? 

She nodded with a smile.  ?Of course.  You asked me too.?

He returned her grin. ?Well I thought it would be more entertaining.  Are you horny??  He asked.

?If you ask I?ll strip right here and you can do me.?  She replied.  He paused momentarily, trying to decide if she was being honest.  He decided she was.

?As fantastic as that sounds, I think the airport is not quite the right place for that.?  He motioned toward the doorway. ?Well, I?m parked out here, so let?s head out.  As nice as O?Hare is, it really isn?t one of the best features of Chicago.?  Breanne smiled and nodded obediently.  She pushed her arm through his and followed his lead as they made their way through the automatic doors into the parking area.  In the shadow of one of the parking garages, Breanne was led to an off-white Chevrolet Camaro with a solid black roof, shiny and reflective.  The man was a gentleman and opened the door for her, watching as she sat, her skirt riding up her thighs.  This time she made no effort to straighten her skirt, letting it ride upward.  With a smile he closed the door and went around to the other side.

As soon as he sat down behind the wheel and closed his door he turned toward the auburn haired beauty next to him and held out a small silver paper wrapped box.  A shiny bow adorned the top and he smiled as Breanne?s eyes went wide. 

?Open it.?  He ordered, his voice soft and tender.

Bre didn?t hesitate and quickly slit the tape holding the top of the box down, her thumbnail slicing the transparent film in two.  Carefully, she lifted the top, exposing an exquisitely wrought silver chain.  But instead of being a loop, the silver chain was only ten or so inches long.  On each end, attached with precision, were two long silver alligator type clamps, the edges lined with teeth.  Bre pulled the silver chain out of the box and held it up, examining it.

?Please lift your halter top and put it on.?  The man ordered.  Bre glanced at him once and then nodded.  Laying the chain across her lap, she used both hands to lift her halter top, rolling the cotton material upward over her firm breasts.  Both nipples were large and pink, the perfect size for a man?s mouth to cover.  Her fingers trembling, she picked up the first alligator clamp, squeezing the toothed jaw at the back and opening it wide.  For a moment, she debated how to apply it, whether from the side or straight on would be the best, but then quickly brought the gaping clip to her nipple straight on.  She let it go softly, wincing and then letting out a tiny whimper as the metal teeth bit down on her tender nipple, pinching it hard.  It took only a moment for her to take the other clamp and repeat the procedure, shuddering slightly as it too bit her delicate nub, latching on with tenacious viciousness. 

Her chest heaving, she turned her head to look at him, hoping he was pleased with her.  Pain shot up through her breasts, her nipples the epicenter of the sensations.  She squeezed her legs together as the feelings from her breasts intensified the desires and needs she was feeling from between her thighs.

The man next to her nodded, smiling, pleased with her performance; and the dangling silver chain that hung between her two breasts.  He reached into the console of the vehicle and pulled out a small cell phone, flipping it open and quickly scrolling through the programmed list.

?Jason?  It?s Kyle.  I?m just calling to confirm tonight.  Yeah.  She?s rocking hot, sitting right next to me.?  Kyle laughed and then glanced at Breanne, the silver chain still swinging slightly with each breath.  ?I?ll try.  Okay, see you then.?  He snapped the phone closed and fished out his car keys, inserting them into the ignition.

?Time for us to head out.?  He said, smiling at Breanne.  She nodded, smiling despite the pinching ache from her breasts. 

?Are we going out tonight??  She asked, her voice soft and subservient.

Kyle nodded.  ?Absolutely.  But we don?t need to get into that until later.  Right now, you just enjoy the incredible Chicago ambiance.?  He laughed and put the car into gear.  Bre looked out the window of the Camaro and watched the various terminals and shuttle busses drive by.  She watched, wondering how many of the passengers and other drivers noticed her bared and clamped bosom, staring at her pinched nubs in fascination.  Once more she felt her sex tighten around the ben wa balls and she let out another soft moan.

The drive was pleasant, despite the ache, and it only took a moment for them to leave the airport, heading south back toward Chicago.  As the Camaro turned onto the Kennedy Expressway, Kyle suddenly pressed a button on the door and both windows rolled downward, the cool wind rushing into the car.

Breanne squealed once as the air swirled around her bare breasts.  It wasn?t cold, just a different sensation.  She was used to the Texas heat, and the cooler Chicago air was refreshing.  Her hands went up to both mounds, cupping them for a moment before relaxing, dropping her palms back down to her lap.

?I want you to scoot your seat back as far as you can and lean it back, so you?re lying down.?  Kyle ordered, glancing at her as he maneuvered the car.

She nodded and reached down between her legs, her fingers snagging the lever that released the seat.  With a ratcheting series of clicks, the seat slid backward until she was almost a foot further away from the dash board.  Next she tilted the back of the seat, pushing down with her weight until she was staring up at the roof of the car.

?Excellent.? Kyle said.  ?Now put your right foot up on the window sill.  Stick it out of the car.?  He ordered.

Breanne swallowed hard as she lifted her foot.  Despite her reposing position, she knew that lying down wouldn?t conceal her from other drivers.  Any SUV, van, or truck would easily be able to see into the low riding Camaro, and more importantly, the single high heeled shoe sticking out the window would be an immediate attractant.  As she lifted her leg, she realized that the position would also force her skirt up to her waist, baring her soft silky wet sex.

She rested her calf on the door sill and Kyle grinned.  The stolen glance he gave her was rewarded with the perfect view of her pink shaved slit, wet and pulsing around the hidden and buried ben wa balls.  Her delicate little foot, waving like a flag, and drawing the attention of everyone around excited him to no end.  He reached down under his seat again, and pulled out another silver decorated box.  It was long and rectangular and he passed it over to Breanne.

?Another present sir??  She asked politely.

?Open it.?  He ordered, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

Bre slit the tape holding the top down and lifted the silver cardboard.  Inside, nestled in silver tissue, was a large pink vibrator, curved at the tip in order to caress a woman?s most sensitive internal spots.  She pulled it out and stared at it in awe.  It was very large, easily eight inches long and two inches thick.

?Take out the ben wa balls and masturbate with the vibrator.?  Kyle said, switching lanes to the far left, swinging the vehicle around a tractor trailer.

Breanne nodded, reaching down between her legs.  She let out a tiny moan as her fingers entered her now sopping slit, swirling downward into the well as she finally found the small string that connected the balls together and provided for easy removal.  Pulling gently, she tugged the ben wa balls free of her body, shuddering in pleasure as they popped out with a wet sucking sound.  She held them up, their huge round shapes dripping with her juices and she carefully put them in the box that had held the vibrator. 

The large penetrator was activated by a simple twist and Bre turned the pink monstrosity on low, running it down her body from her one of her clamped nipples to her slit.  As it passed over her clit, she saw a shape out the window and realized that Kyle was pacing a large semi truck.  She saw the reflective sunglasses of the driver, moving back and forth between the road ahead and her bared body.  She flushed in humiliation, and pushed the vibrator between her legs, slipping the curved head through her petals and then deep into her sex.

Her mind couldn?t escape the simple fact that she was being observed, the driver of the truck watching as the pink toy sank deeply into her body.  Her back arched, eliciting a desperate moan, and her thumb spun the dial on the end of the vibrator, turning the shuddering vibrations to a higher level.  The rushing air streamed against the petals of her sex and she felt the dichotomy of cool air and hot sex.  The sound of the vibrator was lost in the roar of the wind and she pulled the vibe half way out before plunging it back in deeply, twisting it as it rotated in.  The truck faded from view, only to be replaced by another.

?Look out the window as you fuck that thing, Breanne.  I want you to see the faces of the people who see you.?  Kyle ordered.

Breanne turned her face, seeing a large pickup?s roof, along with the astonished and pleased look of the man driving it.  He grinned and lifted his hand, giving her a thumb?s up sign.  She made no acknowledgement, but continued to thrust the vibrator in and out, her foot tingling in the rush of the wind.

It only took a few more vehicles appearing in her view before the sensations were too much for her body.  She arched her back, her mouth opening in desperate pleasure.

?Please sir?  Please can I come??  She begged, her hips thrusting forward as her hand mashed the vibrator deep.

Kyle shook his head.  ?No.  You just keep masturbating. No cumming, or you get punished.?

Breanne moaned, realizing that it was his intention to punish her no matter what.  She tried to slow the pace of her masturbation, holding the vibrator in place, rather than slipping it in and out frantically.  Her left hand snagged the chain between her nipples, pulling on it sharply in an effort to force her mind away from her sex and the parade of faces looking down on her.  The pain rushed through her breasts, but then swirled between her legs, driving her need into desperation.  She cried out, ramming the vibrator home, her body shuddering as her orgasm rocked through her in loud frantic cries.

Kyle watched as she slumped in her seat, the vibrator still buried in her wet snatch.  He grinned, pleased with her performance.  Over twenty drivers had looked at her naked body in shock and pleasure, and Kyle had done a good job in deciding who would get a glance.  The beautiful little college cutie lay gasping on her seat, her body the perfect vision of wanton sluttiness.

They had met online, in an adult room, where Breanne was a popular young lady.  Being one of the few girls who would get on the microphone, and later, after she became comfortable, on camera, her bubbling personality attracted a large assortment of men.  But it wasn?t so much her personality, but her physical beauty and sexual perversions that kept her held in such high regard.  From the first, Kyle had been amazed at her need for the discomfort of pain in order for the pleasure to be fulfilled.

She wasn?t sadistic to the extent of some.  Her limits were pretty simple.  No blood, and no disfigurement.  Easy limits.  They had chatted for over a year and Kyle had found himself enjoying her company, her bright wit, and her beautiful sexual body.  She was the one who had introduced him to sex wagering, an online game where two people agreed to play online pool, or chess, or hangman, and offered up a sexual wager.  After several months of beating her at online pool, he had finally made his most important wager.  If she lost, she had to agree to fly up to Chicago for an extended weekend, three days of sexual torment and humiliation, the very thing she craved.  He would pay all her expenses.

She was a very good player, but to his surprise, the game seemed almost too easy to win.  Her fingers had seemed to miss more often and he suspected that she had thrown the game in order to lose.  Still, he admitted that he wouldn?t have been surprised had she not shown up at O?Hare International Airport, bailing out of her agreement.  Her incredible body pressing up next to his for that kiss had been incredible.

And now she lay next to him, her bare leg resting on the window sill of his car, her denim skirt a thin band of blue at her waist, her bare slit pulsing with a thick vibrator stuck halfway in.  Her eyes were closed and her clamped breasts rose in the shallow breathing of orgasmic relaxation.

?That little orgasm earned you a punishment, Breanne.  Don?t stop though.  Keep pumping that vibrator.?  Kyle said.  ?And turn it back up to high, but you better not come again, or that will earn you a second punishment.?

Breanne turned her head and looked at the ruggedly handsome man driving the car.  She nodded softly as her fingers turned the vibrator up to its highest setting.  She let out a low moan and began once again, thrusting it in and out of her body.  Her hips reacted a few times as she set her pace, once more letting the vibrator piston in and out.

Breanne was no stranger to vibrators.  She had a large collection of them at home.  Everything from tiny little pocket ones to keep in her person, to large knobbed ones with extra arms that tormented her clit while inside her.  She had posted her golden rule on her internet profile: That any girl chatting online should be required to have a vibrator inside her, on low, and that she should have to provide proof of that, either on microphone or via webcam, to whom ever asked.

It was a dangerous rule, one that resulted in frequent conversation starters.  Many men merely scanned her profile, enjoying the picture of her body and one exposed breast, followed by an immediate instant message demanding proof.  Over and over, she would turn on her microphone, holding it down by her sex, letting men hear the buzzing toy plunge deep into her body.  Eventually she bought a cam and was soon proving it through more visible means.

It wasn?t till later that she discovered the ?Wagering? room.  She had loved it from the first moment, the risk of losing, even the joys of winning.  When she won she usually tormented her opponent, forcing him to masturbate for her, or having him write her poetry or a story.  Losing always was sexual torment of various kinds, the more creative the wager, the more excited Breanne became.  Meeting Kyle in that chat room had been a stroke of luck, for his wagers were always creative and very exciting.

Breanne felt the Camaro exit off the freeway and begin a series of turns in a more sedate setting.  Breanne saw the signs of business through the open window, foreshadowed by her high heel encased foot.  She continued to pump the vibrator, feeling her body tighten just as quickly as before, due to the high setting.

She closed her eyes as her hips bucked, her thighs opening wider.  The sucking plunging pink rod between her legs forced her to moan, and then with a shuddering cry, she exploded once more in orgasmic bliss.  Kyle certainly noticed, inwardly pleased she couldn?t control herself, yet adopting a stern look of displeasure.

?That?s your second punishment.  Keep fucking yourself.?  It took every ounce of will he had to keep from grinning.

She nodded, once more moving the vibrator in and out, her body trembling at the repeated intrusion.  Kyle finally grinned as she closed her eyes again, wondering if she would manage to orgasm before they arrived at his home.  The poor girl lay in the seat, her arms almost wooden with exhaustion as she used her wrist to slip the vibe deep, then pulling it out.

There was a bump in the road and Breanne felt the car shake once and then she saw the eaves of a small condominium.  There was the hum of a garage door opener and the Camaro moved into the small parking space, sliding into the garage much like the vibrator slipped into Breanne?s pussy.  Kyle turned off the ignition and pressed the garage door remote, letting the garage door come back down to conceal the vehicle and its two passengers.

?Not bad, Bre.  You?re always boasting about how long you can endure the vibrator if it?s on low, so you can turn it down now, Breanne.?  Kyle said, reaching over and running a finger down her left thigh.  She nodded and used her fingers to turn the dial, sighing as its tormenting buzz decreased to a barely discernable hum.

?That vibrator is very unique.  You ever use one angled like that?? Kyle asked, running his finger up between her legs, lightly grazing her swollen clit which stood swollen above embedded pink stud.

She shook her head.  ?No sir.  I?ve got some straight ones, and one with an extra arm, but I?ve never had one angled like this.?  She bit her lip and tensed as his finger rubbed her steadily.

?Well, the really cool thing is that it should stay inside you unless you deliberately you pull or push it out.  You probably can even walk with it in.  So, I?d like you to get out of the car and I?ll show you my place.  If it falls out though I should point out that you will earn yourself another punishment.?

With a demure ?yes sir?, Breanne brought her right leg back into the car and smoothed down her skirt over the vibrator.  The buzzing was a distraction, but Breanne had ample experience with vibrators.  It was one of the more endearing things about her.  Most of the time she was online she tried to follow her vibrator rule and was something of an attraction.  One day while online she had even managed to keep her vibrator in and on low for six hours straight.

She opened the car door and stood, wincing slightly as the large sex toy inside her angled into her thigh.  Kyle had been right, the twisting curve at the end of the vibrator kept it securely embedded in the still wet and hot well between her legs, and she quickly figured out how to walk without the bottom three inches chaffing the insides of her thighs.  She tried hard not to squeeze it though, knowing that if she tightened her muscles it might just pop out.

Breanne looked at his smiling face and followed him into the house.  Her body trembled with excitement as she walked around the Camaro.  She knew that whatever was coming, it would be fantastic. 

?The Trip? by Michael Alexander continues!  Join us in Michael?s VIP LOUNGE at www.michaelalexanderstories to see what happens next to Breanne!  The VIP LOUNGE also has Michael?s latest works including Abduction, The Arroyo, The Invitation, Punishment:PFG, and much much more!  Also check out Michael?s BDSM BLOG! 

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Thanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors and Advance Readers, most of whom prefer to pretend that they don’t know me and wisely wish to take no responsibility for any part of my addled writings... Il n’est rien de réel que le rêve et l’amour - Nothing is real but dreams and love (from Le Coeur innombrable, IV, Chanson du temps opportun by Anna de Noailles) She was my one true mistress and ever faithful lover, my Green Lady and guardian of my dreams and now that I was back home...

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Thea Chapter Four

When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...

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Thea and Sam

“Well, hell,” Thea said as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her face. “I guess ‘spring’ is here, huh?” “Yeah. It’s supposed to be cooler at higher elevation,” I replied. We took a few minutes in the shade by the rocks before rejoining our boyfriends. The four of us had driven up into the pass to hike. According to the weather report, the last coolness of a fading winter was supposed to continue through mid-week, but they were wrong. Actually, from our view from Eagle Point, where we’d...

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Motherless

Motherless.com! What an original name for a porn site, don't you think? The title doesn't fuck around: your mother would never allow you to watch the kind of filth they’ve got on tap. They pride themselves on being a moral-free zone for sick fucks, where you can find damn near anything. I’m talking about desperate chicks fucking anything that resembles a dick and crazy bitches literally eating shit. When you’re done fapping to the weird vids, you can even find "normal" porno to pass the time....

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Motherless Interracial

Ah, motherless, here we are again. A site known for offering such a variety, that no matter how fucked up your needs are, there is a high chance that you will fulfill them here. However, I am not here to blab about the site in general; I am here to talk about one particular category, interracial. As for those who want to know more about the site, there is a whole different review on my website instead.As for those who came here to learn more about that interracial lovemaking, I got your back....

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Theos LIfe as a Weresquirrel

Theo had been changing into the squirrel too much, he knew that now... as a pulse of heat raced through his body from his groin. He realized that he shouldn't have come to the office.He had been spending most of his days at the squirrel in his home deep in the countryside. Teleworking most of the time, as the squirrel he felt no need for clothes, his heavy furred balls resting between his thighs as his paws raced over the keyboard. The sharp claws on his paws clattering loudly as he typed,...

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Motherless Scat

It’s time to go to the land of chocolate fountains and golden showers. That’s right. Scat, piss, shit, and every fluid in between. Ever fuck a chick in her ass and freak out when you see that little bit of shit on your dick? Then I’m sorry to say that scat isn’t for you buddy. Were you the only one of your friends that saw two girls one cup and didn’t get grossed out? If so, it’s time to celebrate it! Don’t get pissed off, get pissed on! Scat porn has the craziest, kinkiest chicks and dudes...

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Motherless Fappening

I’m not saying anything controversial when I say men love seeing women naked. It’s a fact of life as fundamental as gravity. It’s a force of nature that cannot be stopped by beast, man, or God. It’s an eternal truth and a divine mandate. As sure as the sun will rise, men will attempt to view as many women naked as they possibly can. Any man not doing so is either a sad or a gay one.This means that any woman a man sees regularly is mentally stripped down during every interaction. If any women...

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Absinthe Dreams

‘To me it’s not really a green. When I think green, I think of grass. That’s more like lemonade color.’ Erica’s nose was far too close to the glasses for my taste. Pouring the nearly clear absinthe over the rough-cut, cane-sugar cubes I favor, I tapped my spoon for a second to get her to back up. I wished I had my full setup here like I have at home, my Absinthe fountains water drippers are missed when I began to try and slowly pour water over the sugar cube. ‘Don’t you light it on fire?’ she...

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Motherless Arab

Have you ever heard about a wonderful site called “Motherless”? I have a feeling that was a dumb question, of course, you fucking have. Well, I am here to talk about Motherless, but I shall also pay special attention to their Arab category. If you think Arabian sluts are hot, well you are in for a tasty treat, believe me.First, I should probably warn you that the name of this place comes from the fact that their content might be a bit too hardcore or questionable for some of you. Back in the...

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Motherless Facials

Fuck yeah, life’s a bitch! So here I am, awake at 3:45 AM, after dreaming I was fucking this freaking hot MILF neighbor with heavy boobs, a flat tummy, a nice bubble butt, and sexy long legs. It was all hot and steamy, up until when she was sucking me off and just as I was about to obliterate her cute face with hot cum canon, my dream cut right off and I woke up with a tent on my pajamas.That dream ain’t coming back, but damn it! I sure gotta cum, so I boot up my laptop and type “cum facial” in...

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Thea

Und draußen schallte wieder Punkmusik aus dem Ghettoblaster – von der Eisenbahnunterführung bis zu seinem Haus! Punks und Skater hingen da ab. Das war diese Art von Jugendlichen, die ihren Eltern das Leben schwer macht , die von Arbeit nichts hielten, sich an keine Regeln hielten, ständig auf Party machten. Die soffen viel zu viel und kotzten dann in irgendeine Ecke. Denen bedeutete doch nichts und niemand etwas. Wahrscheinlich nahmen sie auch Drogen und trieben weiß-Gott-was mit...

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Motherless Fetish

Motherless is the mother of all porn sites. Motherless has no conscience or moral guide. Motherless will show you the stuff that all other porn sites are afraid to put up. Motherless will do this for free. This is seriously one of the nastiest and raunchiest sites out there and Motherless/Fetish is perhaps one of the dirtiest places on the web that are well within reach. Sure you can scan the dark web and find something even more naughty or puzzlingly gross, but why do that when you’ve got...

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Absinthe 2 The Absinthe of Malice

Absinthe 2: The Absinthe of Malice By Morpheus The flight from Seattle to Boston had been extremely long and uncomfortable, even with the two hour delay in Chicago where I got to stretch my legs and change flights. My book had given me something to do during the countless hours in the air, though admittedly, Collin had been my largest savior from boredom. The two of us had ended up talking for over half the flight, and by the time we finally landed, I was even starting to consider...

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Thelma and Me Summer of 65 part 2

After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...

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Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...

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kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...

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Thelma and her brother

Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...

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Thelma and me Summer of 65 part 1

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Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...

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Ethel

Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...

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Ethel 1921

Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...

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Katherines Style

Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...

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Gunther The Reindeer Handler Does Candy Claus

Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...

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Absinthe Seduction

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EstherChapter 3

When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...

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EstherChapter 2

“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...

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Theresas Deportment

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Esther III

Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...

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Katherines Style Part Two

The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...

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Esther IV

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Katherines Style Part 3

The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...

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Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder

Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...

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Esther stone

Esther sat on the side of the road, freezing, she feared that if she didn't find a place to stay soon, she probably freeze to death.Lately life had been pretty fucked up for Esther, both her parents had die before she could barley talk, and this year she had run away, because her foster parents were abusive.She had no one now, and was stranded on the side of the road. Esther picked herself off of the ground and started walking again, until a huge house came in sight. "Warmth." She said, she was...

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Esther Stone part 2

When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...

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Esther II

Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...

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Athena Goddess of Wisdom

Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...

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Theresas Deportment

"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...

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Athena Ch02

“You ready sweetie?” He blinked, as if coming out of a stupor and looked back to her, to Athena, her expression playful, but her body language pressing. It hadn’t been so much of a question as it had been an order. Meekly he looked back at the window, looking through his own reflection to the street outside. They didn’t have far to go, but the short walk from her limo to the Hotel’s lobby was lined by an eager group of camera-toting men, the dreaded paparazzi. “But… The photographers,...

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Athena

He stood hugging himself tightly, not that it helped keep him warm anymore. The cold had long since seeped so far into him the only thing that kept him from running to find somewhere warm was the fear that, should he leave his spot, he’d return to find it taken and his chance of seeing her, Athena, gone forever. The singer Athena had caught the world by storm, nobody a year ago, the young woman had taken to the celebrity lifestyle like a duck to water and was now breaking records with her...

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Mathew and Beth part 3 Trip down southquot

It was a warm night in Georgia when I arrived for a very special meeting, This was not about business but it was very important to him as he was coming to meet for the first time his internet “friend”. Shannon his friend was a very subservient women who was proud to be just who she was and although for this first meeting they had something a little different in mind to give her master a new experience. What she didn't know was that I had a surprise for her as well, he was a bit of a romantic...

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Athena 1

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Hypothermia can I survive 3 cold women

Hypothermiaby oggbashan © Copyright Oggbashan April 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.****************I have a fantasy of sharing a bed with two attractive young women preferably naked. Most adult males would share that fantasy. I never expected it to happen or if it...

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Athena Ch 01

There was something very special about Athena. I knew it right away from the moment we met. It was more than the fact that her hair framed her face like gilt around the most perfect of portraits. It was more than the fact that she took life as a game and played it. She was carefree without being spoiled. She was innocent without guile. She was unique. It was remarkable, really, that she was so enchanting, so child like, so incredibly unselfish. She had been born into wealth. Her father had...

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Clothesline Leather in Lawnville

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Athena Corp Chronicles Chapter 3 Downsizing

“I don't like it” Ian muttered before taking a sip of his jet black coffee. “Don't like what?” Marco asked in between bites of his reheated chicken parmesan. The two sat in one of Athena Corp's many cafeterias. They were chatting over lunch, as they did most days. The talk of fellow co-workers buzzed around them. It was a cacophony of commiseration over the many drastic changes to the corporate hierarchy in recent weeks. “What do you think I'm talking about?!? The shakeup! The layoffs....

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Clothespin Girl Superhero

Once a upon a time, a long long time ago yesterday in fact. Today I began my plan to catch the elusive one. The one who rescues clothespins from clotheslines. The plan was a simple one to string up 7 clotheslines facing the wind knowing that if she was near that she might hear the cries of the clothespins. Now that the 7 lines were up I just had to wait and hope the wind would do it's job and carry the cries of the clothespins. This quest started years ago when I first put a clothespin on my...

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