Classy wife was once a small town slut
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Story by: calm27 at [email protected] -------------------------------------
F-m /consensual / D/s / humiliation / slavery / exhibition / spanking / watersports / serious
Synopsis :
A man falls head over heals for a distinguished looking women. Fascinated by her elegance and beauty, he finds out soon enough that she is a temptress looking only to have him as her pet slave.
A Classy lady
The first time I saw her was at a jewerly store. I was so excited since my promotion at my job, were I worked for almost eight fastidious years, that I went there to buy some nice watch to correspond to my new status. Just a few seconds pass by before I spotted this incredible looking women, delicate, distinguish and Oh So beautiful.
About 5’8?, curvaceous at all the right places; an ass to die for, rounded to perfection, C size breasts, long and athletic legs ? perfection I tell you.
?She is a work of art in movement? I thought to myself. I never saw no one with such glowing beauty; so, without even realising it, I found myself just standing there like a idiot admiring her.
In my contemplation of this radiant woman, I didn’t notice that the clerk behind the counter was almost shouting if he could help me. With that, she turned her head slowly towards me, passing her hand in her jet black hair so elegantly, you know, like you see in commercials on TV, that made tremble with desire. She stood there, a knowing smile on her face, walked up to me and said:
?Would you like to help me on choosing some earrings? Come, I’m in a bit of a hurry .?
Then, she just turned to walk back to where she was, not waiting to see if I would comply. As I approach her, she started pointing to the ones she liked expecting my help, then, without me saying more than four words picked out a set , made the purchase and was about to leave.
?You have a name? ? she said.
?It’s Sam , please to meet ??
?I’m Clara, but I’ve got some more shopping to do, won’t you come with me? ? cutting me off, talking to me rather hastily but with such a smile.
And again, without waiting for an answer, she took her bag of earrings and started to walk down the mall corridor. Even if she was a bit rude, I couldn’t pass on this chance.
So I went and followed her for about an hour; an hour she passed teasing me, pushing herself against me, pressing her hands on my legs ? I had such a hard time hiding my erection who was so hard, it made me grimace a few times.
We went the way she wanted, talked about what she wanted, stopped where she wanted, did what she wanted until she done enough shopping and was ready to go home.
?It was so nice of you to help me with my purchases! But, silly me, I didn’t even ask you if you were busy with your own shopping! ? she said quite innocently.
?It’ no worry? I blushed ?I was just looking to buy some watch, I’ll get it later.?
?Later you say? Really ? It’s seem to me you would follow me around just like a puppy !? she said with a wicked grin.
I was speechless; I just couldn’t reply to the audacity of her statement.
She took a few steps so we would be inch from each other.
?I know all about guys like you, who drool over me, fantasized about me, who dreams of me. I had guys who were willing to be panties sniffers if I wanted them to be. And you, my dear Sam, is no different.?
?I’ll tell you what, we could meet here next week, I would have more errands to do, we could start ? around ? say 18:00??
?You could be my errand boy for a day, wouldn’t that be nice?? giggling.
?I ? I’m not ? I mean ... I have plans, you see? I had a feeling I should get away from her, and fast. She was getting controlling by the minute.
?Well, cancel them, I need a puppy boy next week to do my bedding? she said looking at me straight in the eyes.
Adverting her stare, I reply in a weak voice ?I guess? I could ? take some time to ??
?So it’s settle, don’t be late? She then turn and left.
The way she walked out, so assertive, so sublime in her natural authority, the way I did nothing to prevent such arrogance, told me that I started on a dangerous path.
Chapter 2
So that when it’s started; her control of me. Within minutes, this vixen had me wrap around her little finger. I don’t know what was it that I couldn’t fight : the closeness of her luscious body, her breasts jutting forward when she spoke to me, the way her ass moved so seductively when she walked? I had no idea, but I was crazy of desperation for next week to begin, when I would get to see her.
She used me as her ?errand boy? for a few weeks, always teasing me, making me dream of her and drool over her like she said she would. My cock was in so much pain, I don’t think I ever had erections like that in my life. After she left me, I would rush home and masturbated.
After a couple of week, I went from being a ?errand boy? to something more appropriate of my role. Again like she said, I started acting just like a puppy following her everywhere; she even call me ?puppy? a couple of times.
?So nice of you to hold my bags, puppy? Clara would say, smiling.
?Go get me a cold beverage, puppy? giggling, like it was the most natural thing to call someone.
At that point, she would just order me around without courtesy, without a ?please? or a ?thank you?. You could say she put a spell on me.
So, one evening, she said I should come Saturday morning at her house, to get to know more of each other. Even thought I felt like it was not at all the reason,
I just comply in the quickest of ways.
On saturday morning, I rush to Clara’s address, only thinking not to be late.
That’s her way with me; she had ordered me at her doorstep at 9:00.
It was 9:05 when I knocked on the door.
She answered with a stern look on her face.
?Didn’t I tell you not to be late??
?I’m sorry, I just got up late and ??
SLAP? She hit my face hard and then said ?I don’t care about your excuses, you shouldn’t keep me waiting?
Her authority over me seems to attaint new heights, not hesitating to become vicious and far more demanding then before.
?I ? I didn’t think five minutes ?? I started to say.
SLAP ? ?I don’t want you to think, I want you to do as I say, you got it? Stupid moron!? she almost shouted.
The insult stunned me more then the slaps to the face, but even thought my face stung from the hits, I only thought on how I could make it up to her.
You see, her delicate face, even in anger, was so wonderful, I just had to try.
?I’m sorry Clara, please forgive me. I shouldn’t have made you angry? I said meekly.
My answer seem to please her, a devilish smile suddenly appear across her face.
?You should be sorry, but should also beg me to forgive you. I wouldn’t be involved with a man that doesn’t know his place? she said.
?You would like to spend some time with me? Wouldn’t you??
?Oh yes, I would love ??
?So come on and start to beg, you dumb boy!? cutting me again. Her smile vanish and she took her stern voice again.
?Clara, I’m soooo sorry??
?Down on your knees when you beg? pointing to the paved entrance.
I looked around to see if no one was watching, she lived in a neighbourhood where there was mostly condos. There was a lot of chance that someone could go out on this Saturday morning.
?Are you making me wait again?? tapping her fingers on her hips.
I quickly slumped down to my knees and started humiliating myself for her pleasure.
?I’m so sorry to have kept you waiting, I really had no excuse, I had no right to, it won’t ever happen again.? I said with so much sincerity I surprised myself.
?What makes you think that I want to see your stinking face again?? she said smiling wickedly . ?You think were going to be girlfriend and boyfriend??
?You’re just a puppy boy I need from time to time, nothing more!?
I just open my mouth to say something, but she hastily stop me.
?Come in here, I’ll teach you? snapping her fingers.
When I tried to get up ? SLAP, SLAP ? she slapped me again on both cheeks.
?Crawl you loser, crawl like the dog you are.?
I did what I was told. She made way for me to enter her condo and when I passed in front of her, she kicked me hard with her foot.
?Faster, I’ll teach you some manners?
Chapter 3
When I arrived crawling in her living room, she ordered me to stop and be still.
She looked down on me, and, upon seeing my pleading eyes, she burst out laughing.
?You really look like some scared dog!? returning to a smiling face.
I, on all fours in front of her, had a leap of joy seeing how she had smile to me, seeing how I was pleasing her.
She took a seat on her couch, took off her slippers and gesture me to come to her.
?It looks like you don’t know how lucky you are to be with such a classy lady like myself? she said.
?You should kiss my beautiful feet to show some appreciation.?
Without being told twice, without even thinking of the humiliation of my position, I lean my face and place adoring kisses to her slender and delicate feet.
?That’s it, kiss them, lick them, show me how much you want to be with me.?
?You should be enjoying it, degrading yourself at my feet, you should feel privilege, honoured? Clara said.
?There is a lot a men that would love to be at your place! Love for me to spend time to teach them proper attitude towards me.?
She was right, men would cut off their right arm to be 5 minutes with her,
I know I would.
?Oh yes, I’m so lucky to ??I begin to say.
?Shut up and lick the soles too, you little worm!?
Her dirty feet didn’t repulse me one bit, so I feverishly begun lashing my tongue like she ordered me to.
?Look a you, pathetic excuse of a man, your face on my feet, on all fours, you should worship me like a princess just from standing next to you!?
?No, you should worship me like a Goddess!? saying it triumphal.
?Yes, that’s it. Instead of calling me Clara, from now on you should call me goddess Clara, or simply Goddess!?
?Do you understand, you dog??
?Yes, Goddess Clara.?
?Good, now that’s settle. But I want you to be really grateful for the time I accept being with you. A classy lady like me has standards, you know, I should feel that you are appreciative of me; a dog like you should really be devoted in pleasing me.?
?I know, you should claim your devotion to me? Goddess said, her eyes lighting up.
?And you know how you’re going to do that, little dog??
?I’ll tell you in a little wile, but first, I want you to take off all your clothes, every single one of them!?
I obeyed her without hesitation.
?Get moving, I don’t have all day!?
When I finish undressing, I returned on my hands and knees without being told.
?That’s how a dog should be, in his natural state; without any fucking clothes on! Do you think a filthy dog like you should get to be clothed? Non sense!?
?I see you’re excited? seeing how my cock was rock hard.
?It’s a pity you won’t get to use that ? ?thing? anytime soon.?
Hearing those words, I snivel in desperation; that made her burst out laughing.
?ha ha ha ? my dog is whining ? it’s so cute ??
Regaining her composure, she looked at me determined.
?Now, to teach you proper technique of devotion. Listen well, I don’t expect less than perfection for this!?
I told myself that I would strain to be perfect; the wishes and desires of my Goddess Clara was all that mattered to me now.
With that, she got up, turned her ass to me and just lowered the gym pants and the panties she was wearing to her hips.
Her magnificent ass was finally revealed, beautifully shaped and oh so delicious.
?Since you’re just a vile dog, you have to start at the bottom, my dear, my bottom!? ?I want you to crawl here, spread my ass cheeks and plant a soft and tender kiss on my asshole.?
I was stunned, I thought I would get to kiss her splendid ass, then her pussy, but now, she’s ordering me to go down there, the depravity of the act?
?Come here, you fucking dog, don’t you make me wait!?
So I went, and without another tough kissed her puckered hole.
?Again, kiss it with some passion!?
I did what I was told. Before I knew it, she had me putting my tongue in her ass, making back and forth movement.
I saw her hand went down and started to finger her pussy while I was licking her ass.
Ohhh, if I could just taste her juices ? just lap her sweet nectar ? Ohhh, if she could just ask me to, I mean order me to ?
But, since her order didn’t come, I went on doing my debasing task.
She moan and moan again, urging me to continue.
?Come on, deeper, you worm!?grabbing my hair and pushing me further in her ass.
?That’s all you’re worth ? Ahhh ? kissing and licking my ass?
?Go on ? Ohh ? faster ? don’t you fucking stop?
And I didn’t. I stayed on my knees, my face buried in her ass, my tongue searching to go deeper as I was ordered, my hands on her beautiful ass cheeks.
I stayed like that till her orgasm hit her.
?That’s a good dog? Goddess said.
I can’t describe the feelings of joy that it me just from her praise; I beam with pride. Even thought she was harsh, she was my Goddess; you can’t tell a Goddess to be less brutal.
I decided, right then and there, that I would learn to accept any bad treatment from her, any insult, any viciousness, just to be by her side.
I was just her dog, after all.
When the shivers of her orgasm were gone, she just pushed my head back severely and slump to her couch, satisfied.
?I hope you learned well how to worship your Goddess. That’s what I wanted to do this morning; establishing a proper relationship between us. Now go back home, maybe next time, if I find you worthy enough, I’ll let you lick my sweet pussy.?
?Ohh, thank you Goddess Clara.?
?Umm ? can I ? can I ??
?Stop stumbling, what do you want to say??
?Well ? can I stay a little more Goddess??I said hopeful.
She went into a fury ?You dumb fucking dog, when I say for you to get going, you just do EXACTLY what I say!?
In a few movement she stoop on both my hands, crushing them, spitted on my face, took my clothes and threw them out on her front porch. She then push me out naked, sending me home with my face covered in her saliva.
?I’ll call you??Goddess Clara said before shutting the door in my face.
What do you except from such a beautiful Goddess? I put on my clothes, took my keys and drove off. My only thoughts was when she would call me, completely forgetting that I should wipe my face still drenched in her spit.
Chapter 4
She called me a week later, I almost crash my furniture when I heard her voice on my answering machine. She wanted me at her condo, next morning at 8:00.
Waking up Saturday morning was not easy, but this time, I was not late and knock on her door at exactly 8:00. She opened me with a smile.
?What are you still standing up for? On your knees, quick!?
I dropped to my knees in a second. She then lean down and kiss me passionately. That long awaiting kiss lasted too shortly.
?My lips are sweeter than my spit, wouldn’t you say?? smiling wickedly.
?Come, crawl in.?
I did what she asked.
?It’s so good to see you, my devoted and loyal dog!?
?Now, I’ve made a little breakfast, so come along and crawl to the kitchen.?
When I got there, I saw only one tasty looking plate on the table.
Two scramble eggs, mashed potato, bacon and some ham. I was so hungry, I didn’t have time to eat before coming to her condo.
She sat down before telling to stand and bring her a tall glass of orange juice that she had forgotten.
When I brought her the glass, she took it, and, without any form of thanks, she casually said:
?Now, I want for you to immediately get back to your natural state, naked and on all four. Got it puppy??
?Yes, Goddess Clara.?
I almost rip my clothes off and return on my hand and knees.
She smiled to see me rushing to obey her, and then begun eating. At some point, she snapped her finger at me and pointed to the floor on her side. I crawled to the place designated by my Goddess.
?I guessed you’re hungry, don’t worry doggy, I’ll feed you.?
She resumes her eating, me kneeling at her side, and begun tossing me some scraps on the floor for me to lick.
?I don’t want my floors dirty, so, as soon as the crumbs hit the floor, you better eat it right away.?
I obeyed her without a moments thought.
She took her time eating and then, when she finished, she started pitching, I mean really pitching her leftover scraps, all the way to the opposite wall of the kitchen.
?Go get it, doggy, come on, be quick about it!? laughing.
She threw some more scraps.
?Faster, I want to see your little ?thing? move when you crawl.?
She was laughing increasingly louder, she was so happy to see me degrade myself for her.
Since I saw her so cheerful, I got more enthusiastic, pleasing her was all that mattered to me.
She stooded up. ?It so fun, come in the living room, we’ll play fetch.?
?That will be much more entertaining, don’t you think so, doggy??
?Anything that please you, Goddess.?
?Yes, good answer, my little pet.?
She softly ran her hand in my hair, almost tenderly.
?Wait a minute, I’ve got an idea.?
?You do want to please me, Uhh? I mean, my happiness is important to you, right??
?Ohh Yes, my only thoughts are on how satisfying you, my Princess, my Queen, my Goddess.?
?Good dog, very good, I’m proud of you.?
?But you know what would make me prouder of you?? She said grinning.
?No Goddess, what is it? Anything for you!?
?I’d be very happy if you just stop talking.? smiling broadly.
?I mean indefinitely, I want you to bark and whine, just like the dog you are!? saying it with such a smile.
?You’ll bark twice for yes, and once for no, got it??
I was speechless, I was quite worried on how far she was putting me in my role.
Seeing that I was not complying quick enough, she harshly said:
?Well answer me, you dim-witted dog!?
?Woof, woof?
?Now, that’s better. Come, we can play fetch now.?
We played for about forty minutes. She was ecstatic; she threw all sorts of object for me to get and bring her back. She threw napkins rolled into a ball, threw some change she found in my pants, she threw my wallet?
All the while the fetch game, she corrected my position, made me wait for her to throw, bark each time she would throw, petting my head when I was quick enough, treating me just like any one would treat a dog.
Since she made me crawl so fast, I was sweating a lot, but, we only stopped when she got tired of throwing. My looks of exhaustion didn’t bother her one bit. I was so glad when we stopped and she lovingly tapped my head.
?Good boy, good dog.?
?Are you thirsty?? Goddess said with some solicitude.
?Woof, woof?
?Come along, then? tapping her hand on her tights.
She led me across the corridor, passing her bedroom, and went in the bathroom.
She walked to the toilet bowl, lifted it’s cover and stared at me.
?Well, what are you waiting for doggy? Come get some water!?
I couldn’t move, I just stare at her.
?Didn’t you say you were thirsty? So come.? snapping her fingers.
As I didn’t move, she raised her voice slightly. She knew she didn’t have to shout for me to obey her.
?Don’t make me wait doggy!?
Defeated, I crawl in and hesitatively took a sip of water from the toilet bowl.
?No, no no, You have to lap, doggy?
?And I want to hear you lap your water!?
I barked twice and immediately plunge my head in the bowl, thinking only of pleasing my Goddess.
?Go on, you dirty dog, make your owner proud!?
Then it occurred me, she was my Goddess but also my owner; she decided what I would drink, she decided what I would eat, that I would remain naked, if I was a good dog to her, she decided almost everything for me.
She ordered me to stop after a while. She then sat down on the bowl, her butt facing me, spread her ass cheeks and said:
?I need a good tongue bath in my ass, won’t you do that for me, doggy? And do take your time, I want it to last?
And so, I plunge my tongue deep in her ass as I know she would like it.
I really had to literally bath her, making me circled my tongue quite a few times.
When she said it was enough and got up, she burst out laughing seeing some shit stain all around my mouth.
?That’s what I call a real filthy dog!? she laughed so hard and so long that I begun to feel embarrassed. For her to ridicule me like that was taking its toll on me.
But then, realising that I brought her such joy, such delight, to think that she was so happy of my efforts was truly, overwhelming satisfying to me.
Regaining her calm, she said that she shouldn’t leave me like that. So, she spat in my face, took a tissue and wiped my face with it.
?There you go, we can’t leave you there with your face covered in shit!?
?And to think I was going to let you get a taste of my sweet pussy! Ha!?
My heart skipped a beat and I sighed a little.
?You’re too much of a stinking dog, I can’t have you near my pussy.?
?You have to prove me you’re worth it.? with a tap to my head. ?Alright, my little pet??
?Woof, woof?
She then looked at the tissue, saying there was quite some shit on my face.
?Wait, I have a great idea? yeah, a fabulous idea!?
I started to worry, her ideas always evolve around ways she could degrade me more.
?Since we already agreed that you’re my devoted dog, I think I should find a fitting name for you. A name that would describe the depth of your devotion to me.?
?And, you know what? I just found one for you!? Enthusiastically and giggling.
?From now on, you will respond only to one name: Shitface!!?
?Isn’t it a good name for you, doggy?? smiling.
I was in shock. But the joy in her voice really encouraged me to accept the name she had chose for me.
?Come on, little Shitface, answer me!? scratching below my chin.
?Woof, woof?
?Good dog? Goddess said, glowing.
?Now, come along Shitface? snapping her fingers and walking out of the bathroom.
?We’ve got a long day ahead of us? beaming with pride.
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"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Tonight, we have on our show one of the most notorious women in Chicago. Called the "Princess of Death" by Grace Miller, and identified by the Illinois prosecutors office as "the most misguided member of the Findley Cult", I would like to welcome Candy Mitchell. And with her this evening is Robert Mitchell of the Illinois Justice Project. Now Candy and Robert, for our viewers, you are not related?" Chelsea Winters said in her opening of the evening...
"So, what am I going to do now?" Vicky thought to herself. Vicky had been called into headquarters six times since the presidential order had released her from Findley's. She had been subjected to three evaluation sessions regarding her mental stability and each with a different doctor. Her Captain had called her in yet again for another talk about the situation. "Sergeant, here is the situation" Erica Christiansen explained. "The District Attorney's office is insisting that you...
Casey Merriman was nervous. She had her first major assignment blown with David Findley's death on the watch of one of her team members. And she had live dynamite to go with it. After talking with Cathy, she had felt a little uncomfortable. The fact that the entire guard team was a scratch team made up of different women from different commands made things more uncomfortable. Before she had left Friday to go home she had taken a very unusual step. She felt it was for her own protection....
Vicky was sound asleep, having been up late the night before helping Candy at Liberty. Disentangling herself from Candy, she reached for the ringing bedside phone and sleepily answered. "Hello?" "Vicky, this is Erica Christiansen. Can you be in my office this morning? There is something I would like to talk over with you." "Sure. What time?" "As soon as you can get here. And drive safely and be careful." Erica said. Scratching her head as she sat up, she looked at the awake and...
“Good morning, Hill and Steinhauer, how can I direct your call?” “Intake processing,” Dave replied to the voice. “I need to check on a re-assignment.” “One moment, please.” After a short span of music designed to bore you to death, the phone picked up. “Operations, Max Burke.” “Max, this is Dave Findley at Findley Processing. You have a Helen Gester scheduled, and I was wondering if you would mind a re-assignment?” “Dave, I would like to tell you we don’t have a problem but we need to...
Helen and Mark had left very late. She left a printout of her notification papers with David to properly inform the Selection Board of her placement and report, and agreed to come back later to talk about tomorrow, and how she wanted to be processed. Margaret had brewed coffee and had that waiting at the table for him. “Honey, I really appreciate what you are doing for Helen, but you aren’t going to get us in trouble are you?” “No, I don’t think so. I am just going to look up some material...
Carol, Nancy and Liz were all sitting at the tables a few minutes later while David ordered some pizza and pasta for the group. He had poured some water for Carol to clean out her mouth, and given Nancy a ice pack for the back of her neck. Liz snickered at the other two while she thought about why and what she had seen. “I have to give Margaret credit. She had us all fooled there. I never would have expected her to be the Terminator beneath that nice sweet exterior,” Liz opined. “Would you...
The drive home was quiet. Both David and Margaret were in their own thoughts. Both were thinking about how their actions had changed their lives and relationship. Margaret was now a cold-blooded killer with sixteen women’s deaths on her hands. David was looking forward to selling retail high-end services to women that would kill them, often in painful and spectacular ways. And they were still married. And they were on their way home to meet with a couple that they had known for years, and...
Carol realized she was not in her own bed when she woke up hugging James. And after a moment she remembered where she was. The collar was a reality check. Liz must have left after I fell asleep, Carol thought. Last night was pretty wild, Carol thought. She and Liz had attacked Jim and each other repeatedly. It was as if the stress and shock of the roller coaster just made them both hungry to make up for lost time. Carol nudged Jim and then started to kiss his neck. “Mm mm,” Jim replied....
David and Margaret woke up to an early morning light in the windows. It was just another day. Sex last night had been very good, and David was pleasantly rested. Margaret was snoring up a storm. David wandered down to the kitchen, and opened up the electronic paper. There were two messages for him. One was from the alarm security company that reported a perimeter breach attempt the previous evening. Photos of three people banging on the door of the plant were transmitted to the police for...
Monday-Monday David awoke with Margaret wrapped around him like a snuggly blanket. It was early, even before the alarm went off, but David went from sound asleep to wide-awake. He had been dreaming of scaffolds, ropes and a host of other projects, in addition to running the business. And dealing with the competitors and the MAB was going to take up a lot of his morning. Kissing Margaret on top of the head, he extracted himself from her and wandered to the bathroom, checking the mail on the...
Tuesday Morning. For two nights in a row, Margaret was too tired to fuck. David shook his head and thought, Either we must be getting old. Or she is having bigger reactions than she wants to admit with respect to the business. Margaret was sound asleep. She had helped kill and butcher seventy-seven people yesterday, forty of them she had killed herself. She was bone-tired. David’s overtures were carefully dismissed by saying, “Honey, I am plain tired”. At Findlay’s, Helen was up dicing...
Wednesday Morning, Helen was up early again, fixing breakfast for at least eight. Mark had stayed home last night; James had come over (again) to spend time with Carol. And he ended up with Nancy and Carol. Peter came over with the girls earlier in the day and spent the evening with Elizabeth. Liz was absolutely radiant and had gone from highs’ to lows and back during the evening. It was the same thing that Helen had gone through on Sunday. When Candy had to be the evil den mother and chase...
Friday Morning, An Anniversary David awoke between two women in a large wet spot of their own making. He was tired, smelled like sex, and needed a shower and coffee. I never used to be this tired, David thought. Or this fucked out. Extracting himself from a sleeping Margaret and Christine, he wandered into the shower. Thirty seconds later he was under the water scrubbing off the remainder of last night’s celebration. While shaving he noticed a female body come into the bathroom and sit on...
Saturday Interviews, Contracts, and a Party David woke up alone. Margaret had decided to stay at the office overnight to have a Hen Night with the girls. She was a little worried about the workload on Friday having had an impact on the other people. The load had been pretty extensive and while everyone was serviced, there were some signs of overload. Everyone wanted more goats to keep the program working, but David was afraid that anyone they added would change the mix. The situation with...
Well, it had been an evening of legendary bacchanalia. Jennifer had been fucked by a half-dozen different men, licked by the same number of women, and watched a whole host of people fuck and get fucked. If I got to go, this is the way, she thought. I wonder if I could get breakfast first before the final performance? Looking around, she saw the woman named Helen passed out over Jack’s dick. She was like the den mother for everyone here. And she was stirring over Jack. Looking around,...
Abigail Sanders was on the way up. After years at Cook County General, she was getting into a major practice. Then came the notice in Monday morning’s mail. One percent. One percent per year were selected. How could I get caught up in those odds? she asked herself. Like most intelligent women who ignored problems until they happened, she had no real plan of attack to cope with this. Getting the notice was a shock, she began a search into what she could do to delay or undo this horrible...
Saturday morning came very early. Despite the excitement and relief of stress, Abby and Cindy had finally worn each other out. It took some time. But by midnight both were sound asleep in Cindy's bed. Abby woke up feeling a little disorientated, a little disconnected, and a lot tired. Phew, she thought to herself, that girl wore me out. Getting up carefully and walking down the hall to the lavatory, Abby smelled coffee and cooking food. First bathroom. Then food. Stepping down the stairs,...
"Darling, do you realize that this will be the longest time I have worn clothes in over two weeks?" Margaret said while slipping her dress up. "And you look lovely as always" David said, as he moved to zip her up. "You hound you. I can't help but feel sorry that our friends can't come out as well." "If they could, we wouldn't have the hold over them that we do. And they might not be so helpful on their own hook." David said, while nuzzling Margaret's neck on the left...
Getting out of bed was a real challenge today, David thought to himself. He and Margaret had wrestled all night with the events of the party and then Sunday and had not really come to a satisfactory solution. Monday was not a day either of them was looking forward to. Cindy had called Jane on Sunday morning for her daily call and her mother had been absolutely freaked. Evidently her mother felt that she had done some insult to Margaret that was so bad that Margaret was going to get revenge...
After a careful review of the law, Carol suggested that Margaret would take Helen with her to H&S to look at the plant and see how much would have to be changed to make it more process friendly. Accompanying her would be Marty Burke, going back to his old haunts. Before they went, David got a copy of a proposed agreement to cover the fact that Helen would be on "Findlay" property. Just in case Margaret was not visible and an inspector was on site, the legal protections would be in...
Marty Robinson was a man with a real challenge. He had eight journeymen from the local that he had to coach into a fundamentally different behavior. One of them was also a former union steward who had worked under a different contract and working conditions. George Harkness had been around a long time in the hall, and had seniority over everyone. But Marty had the position due to the contract. So there would be some jostling for position for sure. Tim and Gus were probably not going to be a...
Waking up in a strange bed was not unusual for Jimmy Picknell. And it was Jimmy to most of the women that were here. As the youngest man there, he was younger then all of the women except Candy and Cindy. Neither of which he played with last night. Waking up next to Elizabeth was fun. She reminded him a little of his mother, with her laugh and her energy. And she was warm and open and very outspoken, and the absolute world class, award winning fuck. Not as tight as some women, she had muscle...
Margaret convened the goat group (now becoming a herd) in the break room at six PM Thursday evening. There had been over one hundred and twenty were chopped today, with thirty additional interviews. Phil had been sent home to talk with their daughters. He was going to wait for Kimberly's call later. Kitty had been sent home with Sarah to take care of her cat and to take care of her home for a short time. Sarah was coming back tomorrow to finish her processing, but with the instructions to...
Kimberly woke up in David's office with a crick in her neck, and a feeling of being dirty. Someone had thrown a large warm blanket over her while she was at the desk. I need a shower, Kim said to herself. Wonder where the towels are? Rising up from the chair and walking stiffly toward the door, she was depressed. But she did smell coffee. And onions. Food? Hearing her stomach growl, she knew that something was working. Walking to the break room she was greeted by the sight of three women...
"Phew. My feet are tired." Cathy said as she opened a beer and sat down in the break room. "I hadn't known this place was so big." "Good thing these sandals are comfortable. Walking on these floors all day would be a real pit if they weren't" Cindy said. "Does anyone else here have a problem sitting down toward the end of the day?" Kim asked the girls. "You mean getting wet and sticky when you come back into the reception?" Carol asked. "Perfectly normal, ladies." Helen...
Hafie was the third daughter of the Imam, and had always felt she was a disappointment to her father. No great religious scholar or great beauty, she was the dutiful daughter. Having been consulted against the excesses of the flesh since early childhood, she was inexperienced in the ways of men. And having been brought up in a religious institution with very conservative values, there was not much chance of her gaining any experience. Especially now that she was one of the selected. She had...
David was not in a patient mood this morning. The Imam had not shown up yet at ten o'clock and Hafie had pointed out six of the twenty clients for today as being underage. David had called him Sunday morning, and Monday. He had finally gotten through to the Imam's wife on Monday afternoon and had been assured that the Imam would see him on Tuesday morning. Instead it was a no show so far and six underage women to do something with. Helen, Margaret and Carol were in an argument over...
It was a rare day that people in the processing area had a full staff on a Saturday, but this was the exception to the rule. The modified floor mounts for the new air cutters had been mounted at Findley and things were waiting final testing. Everyone was watching to see how the new mounts would work. Even those who were not on duty were there so see how the first of the new units would work. Helen and Carol were waiting and reviewing interviews in the reception for the first group of...
Staffing development for Findlay had taken on a whole new dimension with the addition of H&S. Sunday morning, Margaret, Nancy, Helen and Carol were in David's office after Susan and Jack had left and were grooming through the selection lists to find compatible Goats. The Goat problem was worse then the straight hires due to the overlapping issues of law, ethics and regulations. Plus it was pretty uncouth to reach out to someone and say "Would you like to come down and interview with us...
David had left the State Offices of the Populations Selection and Management board late Tuesday afternoon. It had been an interesting day. The need to get H&S back online was important. David found himself talking with building, health, OSHA and other officials The fall season was starting, the state was behind it's allotment and there were political issues underfoot that David had not been totally aware of. Barney Maguire was the State head of compliance for the Population selection...
My wife loves . Quite a surprise when you appreciate how Maria was brought up to be such a lady. She has certainly changed a lot these past few years and prefers a stiff, brisk pounding to anything else. Particularly at the hands of a strong black man. At 35, she is a stunning woman. After having our daughter Lucy, she kept a wonderful figure and I’ve always been attracted to her upmarket, stylish looks. So lost in many of today’s women. Maria’s crisp, intelligent face, flirtatious ways and...
InterracialAttending Greg and Trisha's wedding was an obligation that could have been avoided; I wouldn't have been missed. On the way back to school, I reflected. This was a good time to make some decisions. Why had I pussyfooted around and let Charlie take advantage of me? I told myself it was because of his mother. She had asked me to look out for him. But really, I knew in my heart that I was afraid of losing my only male friend. I didn't correspond with anyone from C.M.A. and doubted they even...
Are we all in the mood for some classy sexiness? I know I am, and since you decided to check out r/classysexy/, I am guessing that you are as well. But, what is r/classysexy/ really about? I think it is all written in the name, but at the same time, I can see why the fuck you might be confused. Well, it is all about sexiness, but in a classy way.So if you were expecting chicks just to spread their legs wide open or you know… get extremely kinky, you should visit a different subreddit. And since...
Reddit NSFW ListIshwar Lal had left his wife, Urmila in charge of everything. Not that he didn’t trust Punjun, but how is a boy supposed to have everything he’d need without wasting a lot of time? After all, this was a crucial year in their lives. Punjun had just turned 18 and decided to take a gap year to prepare for competitions. He had done well enough in school, even made the merit list in his district, but found himself well below the required level of college entrance exams. Despite the urge to blame...
IncestMy man Roger and I have had sexual adventures that many people would be envious of: some incredulous of even. Around once a month I love having a second man to pleasure me and before I pleasure him while my man watches, and often he will pleasure my man: oral sex only – no intercourse is the rule. In the afterglow of a recent wonderful sex session (just the two of us) I remarked that of all the sexual combinations we had enjoyed I had never seen Roger suck another man’s cock. “Some of your...
Gladys wanted to stay in my room and I let her. I didn't know if she was afraid of Charlie or if it was for the reason she gave; she liked the way I fucked. "Did you mean what you said about my tits?" she asked, snuggling against me so I could feel her nipples bore into my chest. "Yes." "Charlie never says nice things to me the way you do." "I know." "You're sweet. But, God Damn, you can be mean, too!" "I know." "You're not generally like that, are you?" Remembering...
After living in the Netherlands for 33 years I was ready for a big change. I had been toying withthe idea of moving to another country to get away from the stress of it all for a while.I had girlfriends in the Netherlands. Wives.I had one nighters and 2 nighters. I wasn't doing bad for myself.But, there was something missing on the girl side. I love variety. I think I've been withevery kind of girl I COULD be with in the Netherlands. I started thinking about other countries.Other girls. Other...
THE LANDLADY by BobH (c) 2011 -1- "How do I look?" I asked Cate. "You look just fine," she replied. "Honestly, Mike, I don't know why you're fretting so much." "Hey, it's not every day a guy gets to meet his girlfriend's Dad and I want to make a good first impression." "I'm sure he'll love you as much as I do," she said, coming over and adjusting my tie before...