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The Long Weekend (Nightgirl edits)
The pub was crowded, which was only to be expected since Alice was pretty popular, and the music was way too loud for me. Oh, I guess I should introduce myself.
I'm Caroline. I?m 23 years old and blonde with a nice figure, by which I mean it is the right shape, just not toned. My breasts are a reasonable 36B and my height about 5'7".
I work for an accounting firm in the city. It?s a big firm and I work in the secretarial pool. That's where I met Alice and instantly fell in love with her. Of course she doesn't know that for the last three years I haven't slept, I've been unable to eat, and she has been always on my mind.
That night she was there in all her glory, looking like Sophie Marceau - an absolute ten out of ten. I'd never spoken with her but tonight I was determined to take what could ? no, would - be my last chance.
As I approached her, she looked at me. I almost collapsed. I blurted something out (I don't remember what it was, or even what language it was) and then walked away embarrassed.
The night wore on. As always Tim from the mail room was trying to get into my pants. He's a few years younger than me, quite strapping, but a complete player. I smiled, let him buy me drinks, listened to his feeble attempts at flirting, then pretended I needed the bathroom and managed to ditch him.
Eventually the group dwindled. I don't know why I stayed late. Even Tim had gone home, probably with Jenny the skank from Executive. Give her a Midouri and she's anyone?s.
I was about to leave when Alice came over with a bottle of wine. She put it on the table in front of me.
"Shiraz. Your favourite, I believe," she said, showing me two glasses.
I looked at her, wondering how she knew that.
"Y-y-yes." I looked at the glasses.
She led me to a quiet booth and we sat opposite each other. She poured me a glass of wine and then one for herself. We drank and I gradually became more at ease with her. We spoke about what she was going to do after leaving. I spoke about my ambitions and my studies.
The more comfortable we got, the more we spoke, until for some reason the topic turned to sex. I dropped a bombshell.
"I've always wanted to be tied up and dominated." Even as I said the words, I blushed. I couldn't believe what I?d said. Alice's eyes widened as she gazed at me. She smiled.
"Really?" she asked. "Have you got plans for the weekend, hun?"
I thought for a moment. I loved this woman. I had for so long, but I barely knew her. What would she do? I felt my lips moving of their own accord.
"Why, what did you have in mind?" I asked, unable to stop myself.
She smiled that wicked, mind-melting smile that had first caught my attention. "Go to the Ladies. Remove your underwear and then come back."
My legs started moving before I had time to question it. Before I knew it I was in the toilets, removing my undies and hoping no one would come in.
I returned to the table. My short skirt allowed the air to rush up around my exposed pussy. My tight top felt even tighter.
I sat and she looked at me. "Well, hand them to me."
I looked around the room. There were still lots of people there and my face reddened.
"H-h-here?" I was stuttering with nerves.
"Yes, now." Her voice was not threatening but certainly carried some authority.
I handed my undies to her across the table and hoped no one saw.
We sat for a while. She bought a second bottle of wine and poured me another glass. Then I felt something sliding up my leg. I recognised it straight away as a stocking-clad foot. Alice looked into my eyes, smiling. I felt her toe find my already wet sex.
"Wow, are you excited?" she asked, laughter in her tone.
I sat bolt upright, my jaw trembling slightly. She had found the exact spot and I was working hard just to keep my face from totally betraying me. It was heaven and I felt myself building up. Then, cruelly, she stopped.
"Not here, little one." She looked at me as she stood. "Stand up and turn around for me."
I did as she asked. She grabbed my hands and cuffed them behind my back. The sound of the click from the cuffs almost made me cum right there. I couldn't believe the state she had me in already.
"Come on, sweetie." She walked towards the door. "My car is not too far."
I thought about my situation. I had no undies, my hands were cuffed behind my back, my face was flushed, and I needed to cum more than I had ever needed it before. I almost ran after her.
The walk through the city was not too long. I did cop some stares and wolf whistles but for most part it was pretty quiet.
Alice?s car was like her, all class. A BMW convertible. She opened the door for me and helped me in. Once I was seated, she put my seatbelt on for me, trapping me.
She got in and flicked a switch to retract the roof. We drove towards the coast. I had no idea where Alice lived but I had been this way before to the beach.
We got to the seaside town, and we entered an underground car park in a block of units. Alice came round and helped me out.
As I stood there in front of her she started to unbutton my tight blouse. I looked at her, shocked.
"Follow me, sweetie." She turned and walked to the lift. I followed slowly, trying not to fall out of my blouse. It was useless. I could feel the air getting closer to my hard nipples.
We got into the lift and Alice covered me up a little. She pressed the button for the eighth floor. We started to move up but the lift stopped on the ground floor. An old couple got in. The old man looked at Alice with a smile. His eyes widened when he looked at me. His wife glared at me in disgust.
They pressed for the seventh floor. As the lift was going up I felt Alice's hand in the small of my back. She started crunching up my blouse. I felt it parting at the front. My face went scarlet. The old man watched as my breasts popped out for him. My eyes closed and my head fell back. It was so humiliating and yet I was ready to cum right there and then.
Finally the lift reached their floor. The old man winked at me as he left. His wife looked at me and clicked her tongue in disgust. The doors closed and the lift went up.
The eighth floor was one whole apartment. I walked in and looked around in awe.
"You like my little apartment, sweetie?" Alice asked.
"Very nice." I looked around. It had all the features and comforts of a show home.
Alice uncuffed my hands and stood in front of me.
"Okay. Off with your clothes. You won't be needing them any more."
I paused for a moment, a little shocked, but again I found my body betraying me. Within seconds my clothes were off and I stood naked in front of the woman I had adored for so long.
She took my arms and started to wrap a rope around my wrists. Her movements were assured, as thought she?d done it many times before. It wasn't long before I felt the pull and knew I was trapped.
She led me to her balcony. I looked scared, I knew, and she looked at me.
"Come on, hun. You'll be okay, I promise." Her look was reassurance enough for me and I was no longer in control of what I did anyway.
We stepped out onto the balcony and I saw the beautiful ocean view. No one could see this balcony except a determined fisherman with some good binoculars.
She led me to a corner and looped a rope through an overhead pipe. She attached it to my wrists and hoisted my arms up. She tied it off. My body was stretched like a bow. She put a spreader bar between my ankles. It held my legs wide apart and I was forced to stand on my tiptoes.
She ran her fingernails over my tightly pulled body.
"You ready for some fun?" she asked in a voice that almost made me squeal with delight.
She went inside and came out with an envelope. Her face had changed and she looked altogether more menacing.
"You have been a cock and clit tease for too long, bitch." Her voice was a low snarl. Fear coursed through me.
She grabbed a ball gag from her pocket and rammed it into my mouth. My eyes widened. She donned a rubber glove and opened the envelope.
"You?re going to feel the torment you have given my brother Tim and me for the last few years. I've wanted you and all you've done is act shy and scared. I've had to suffer. I have not been able to be with anyone else because all I wanted was you. You've made my pussy itch like it's on fire. Well now it?s your turn."
I struggled in my bindings, screaming incoherently through the gag, but to no avail. I watched as she poured some powder onto her gloved finger. She stroked it into my aching pussy. Within seconds I realised what it was.
"Itching powder, slut. It should only last about fifteen minutes, but I'll be back to give you some more soon. Hope you have a great weekend."
I screamed into the gag again, my face flushed, my body twisting trying to touch my itching, aching sex and give it some relief. Sweat poured out all over my body. I only needed one touch but it wasn't coming. Alice laughed and went inside. I heard the television and knew I was in for a long weekend.
The sweat was beading all over my body and the itching in my sex was driving me insane.
True to her word, every so often Alice came out and applied more itching powder. She also played with me a little each time, knowing exactly when to stop. I could feel my teeth sinking into the ball gag. Tears welled in my eyes. I wondered how long she intended to keep me like this.
After the sixth time she looked at me.
"It's horrible, isn't it, bitch?" she hissed at me.
I feebly nodded my head. My body ached. She pinched and twisted my nipples. It almost set me off. Almost, but not quite.
"I bet you would do anything to be fucked right now, wouldn't you?"
My head was nodding before I had a chance to focus on what she had asked. My body was in a different place to my brain.
"Should I grab my strap on and fuck your little brains out?"
She was playing with my clit, and it ached. I was grinding on her hand, my body completely betraying me. I was getting close and my chest was heaving. She stopped.
"I don't think you?re ready yet." She looked at me, smiling, evil in her eyes, "I wanna see you really want it."
She reached down for the itching powder. I screamed incoherently behind the gag.
"Yes, more. I know you love it." She stroked more of the devilish powder onto my hot smoking sex. It was too much. I let out a massive scream behind the gag, trying to squeeze my legs together. Then I heard the crack.
The spreader bar snapped. My legs came together and my eyes rolled back. I rubbed my thighs against each other desperately. I was a second away from release when she forced my legs apart.
"Shit! Tim!!" She yelled into her apartment and her brother came out. I recognised the sleaze bag who'd been trying to get me for ages.
"Get the other spreader bar and bring me the special condom." She looked up at me. She was angry, but with a devious look on her face.
Tim came out with a small box and a stronger-looking spreader bar. They attached it to me quickly. I started to cry. My frustration was unbearable.
Alice opened the box and pulled out a sheaf. It was covered in hair.
"This is horse?s hair, bitch. It's time that itch was scratched.?
My eyes bulged. I started again struggling but it was useless. I felt myself dripping down my legs.
She brought out her strap on. It was huge. I looked at it in horror. It would spilt me in two. She rolled the horse hair sheaf on and looked into my eyes. I looked back, fearful of what was about to come.
I felt it sliding in, the hair scratching my itchiness as it forced me open. I almost blanked out. The feeling was absolutely euphoric. I came round and felt myself moving quickly up and down on the dildo. I was screaming with pleasure. I saw Tim to the side jerking off but I didn't care. I kept on orgasming until finally I couldn't move any more.
"Wow slut," Alice said, pulling out of me. "I guess you?re spent for now."
I hung limply, unable to respond. My brain felt like it wasn't there but was watching from somewhere else. I felt Tim untying me, groping me as he did so. They dragged me inside and threw me to the floor. I looked up and got the shock of my life.
"Well, look what we got here," said the man, looking down at my naked body.
I started to panic. I looked around and there was quite a crowd in Alice's apartment. Some I remembered from her party but others I didn't know. I curled up and tried to cover myself.
"Get her up," I heard Alice bark at someone.
Two pairs of hands grabbed me and pulled me to my feet. Alice worked up to me, smiling as I was held there naked for all to see.
"Well my pretty little slut." She looked me up and down. There was a touch of disgust in her voice. "I hope you are ready for some real fun now."
I looked at her with tears in my eyes. When driving down here I'd thought how sweet and romantic this was going to be. A touch of bondage followed by love-making with the woman I adored. Now my heart raced as I realised I was in way over my head.
Alice tried to stroke my abused sex. I closed my legs as tight as I could, but she called in two guys and they pulled them apart. The crowd laughed and applauded as my pussy opened unwillingly. I let out a moan behind the gag.
"She loves this," yelled Alice. The crowd responded with cheers. "Now, slut, this belongs to us, not you. If we want to play with it we will. UNDERSTAND?"
I nodded my head. I was trapped with people I didn't know. I didn't know what they were capable of, and I wasn't looking forward to finding out.
Alice opened my sex with her soft fingers. There was still a slight itch and a bit of pain but she was gentle. She picked up a small box with her other hand. She opened it and showed me the contents. I recognised them from my internet browsing.
"Ben Wa balls," she said. "Inserted in this little hole here, they will move constantly, keeping her aroused, but she will not cum. She will need her clit touched for that."
I watched as she popped them in, feeling the stretch then the give. I squirmed a little but could not get away from the hands holding me.
"Now," Alice was obviously enjoying herself, "an egg vibrator on a remote. Again, it will not allow her to cum, but will certainly provide us with entertainment."
She slid it in and used medical tape to seal my lips. The people holding me helped as leather cuffs were attached to my wrists and ankles. They locked my wrists behind my back, and a chain placed between my legs limited my movement. I was placed back in a standing position. I could already feel the balls moving and moaned a little behind the gag.
"Okay, slut." Alice looked me in the eye, only talking to me now. "I hope you remember your waitress days, because you will be serving drinks to my guests. If you spill any, or don't satisfy my guests, they will have the right to punish you."
I looked at her. My eyes were teary but I could feel anger bubbling up. She attached a small tray under my breasts. Straps looped over my shoulders and around my back. It was like a bra with a table attached. She placed some champagne flutes on it.
"Go, serve my guests."
I started to move around the room as best I could. I was pretty steady until somebody pinched my ass. I staggered a bit, spilling the only glass on my tray. I was held in place while a guy Alice called Frank readied himself.
"Well Frank," asked Alice, again commanding her audience, "what's it to be?"
"I have my riding crop with me," said Frank, "so bend her over."
I heard the words and hoped he was kidding. But they bent me over and I felt him move in behind me. I heard a swoosh, followed by a crack. For a split second I wondered whether he?d hit me, then my ass exploded on fire. I screamed behind the gag.
"She likes it. Give her more, I say," said Tim.
The crop came down again, and again the pain took a moment to register. It came down six more times before they finally let me stand. My ass was on fire, my eyes barely open from the tears. But the worst part was that the Ben Wa balls had been moving around the whole time, and I was dripping insanely.
"Look!" I saw Tim pointing at me. "Look at what that did to the little slut. She must like pain."
I squirmed as everyone looked at me.
"Perhaps she should get more," said another man.
"Stop," said Alice. "Let her serve the drinks. I don't want her too worked up."
I returned to serving the drinks. Every now and again someone would spank my sore ass, causing me to wince and moan. The balls had me on fire, and then I felt the vibrator kick in.
I looked around, panting behind the gag. This was torture. If I could get my clit touched it would trip off an epic orgasm. I fell to my knees. Fortunately I had no drinks on my tray. I looked around. Everyone was laughing and pointing at me.
Alice walked over and looked down at me.
"So pathetic," she said. "What was it you said about men the other day, slut? Oh yes, that they let their cocks rule what they do. Well as you see, women are just as easily led."
She left the vibe on for what seemed an eternity, but my orgasm never came. Finally she turned it off with the remote control. My face was red and my body ached.
Tim helped me up and removed the table. He led me to a spare room that had no furniture.
"Sleep now, bitch," he said. "Tomorrow is the big race."
I listened to his words, not knowing what the big race was. But I curled up as best I could in the corner, wondering what would come next.
I didn't sleep well. What was this big race they spoke of? What where they going to do to me next? Why was I so turned on?
Every time I moved, the Ben Wa balls moved with me. My hands were still secured behind my back and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't reach to give myself that final touch.
My jaw ached. How long had I been wearing this gag now? I thought about hanging outside with the itching powder burning my sex, and my frustration mounted more.
I saw the light under the door and knew it was morning. The door flew open and Tim marched in. He lifted me roughly to my feet. The balls inside me shook more and I moaned.
"Wow," said Tim, "so now just my touch turns you on."
I looked meekly at the floor. He dragged me into the lounge. Thankfully only Alice was still there.
"Well," she said, looking at me, "let's prepare the slut."
First they removed my gag. The pain was nasty as I tried to loosen my tight jaw. They place a bowl of very wet Muesli on the floor in front of me.
"Eat, slut," Alice said, pointing down.
I looked at her, disgusted, but I didn't dare speak. I slowly got down on my knees and stuck my face in the bowl. I heard my two tormentors laughing behind me.
"I?ll put these photos on the blog now, I think," said Tim. I tried not to panic as I wondered what sort of photos they?d taken.
I quickly ate then knelt, looking around. Alice brought me a drink with a straw. I drank the warm water offered.
I was dragged back to my feet. Tim grabbed my hair. I looked at Alice and my stomach turned.
"Do you like this?" she asked, holding up the custom-made bridle. "Let?s see if it fits."
She shoved the bit between my teeth and strapped the head piece over my head. I felt the reigns hanging down my back and heard it all being clicked into place.
"Now," said Alice, "our little pony needs a tail."
Tim brought over what I recognised as a butt plug, but then I saw this one had a tail. He applied a tiny amount of lube and went behind me. I felt the pressure but didn't want it inside of me. I clenched my muscles as tight as I could.
"Relax, slut," said Tim. "It will be over before you know it."
He pinched my nipple. I squealed behind the gag and then felt the plug sliding into my hole. I felt the pop and knew it was lodged in place.
The two circled me, surveying me. I felt my sex dripping like crazy. I looked at them both, blushing while they laughed and pointed.
They dragged me by my arms to the lift. My legs buckled with fear. I couldn?t go out in public like that! But I had no way of fighting it. I was thrown into the lift.
We went down and I hoped the lift wouldn't stop before we reached the basement. I thought my luck must have changed when the B lit up. How wrong I was.
The lift doors opened and I saw them standing there. My heart almost leapt out of my mouth. I think only the bit between my teeth stopped it.
"Say hello to Robyn and Harold," Alice said, gesturing to the old couple from the other day who were now standing outside the lift.
I mumbled through the bit as the old couple put out their hands to grab me. They led me to a horse box that was open and pushed me into it. They tied rope around my breasts, and then secured it to poles running along the sides of the horse box. They then tied my ankles to another pole at the bottom of the horse box, holding them wide apart and increasing the strain on my poor breasts.
"Smile, slut," said Tim. He pointed a camera at me and took another picture.
They closed the box, leaving me stood there in silence. The Ben Wa balls were still inside me and I was busting for the toilet.
I felt the horse box jerk forward as we took off. The pull on my breasts was instantly torturous. I screamed into the bit. I hoped we might get pulled over, break down or something, anything, just so I could be freed from my torment. I was groaning in agony when I heard three thumps. I knew straight away that it was the vibe and the Ben Wa balls. I felt myself start to flow and heard the humiliating sound of my piss hitting the floor of the box.
The drive continued in torture for my breasts. I felt every bump in the road. Finally, after what seemed like hours, we came to a stop.
The door to the box flew open and Tim looked up at me.
"My my, slut!" he shouted. "Looks like we may need a clean up in here.?
He left and returned with a hose. He turned it on. I was pushed back by the force of the water. The pull on my abused chest was unbearable and I screamed as loud as I could.
I must have looked like a drowned rat by the time he was finished. He came in and untied my breasts, which were almost purple by then. I thought it would me relief, but the rush of blood back into them was horrible.
After releasing my ankles, Tim led me out of the horse box. I looked around and saw similar scenes of torture. Women and men in restraints like mine were being led around by other men and women. I then saw Harold in a jockey?s outfit.
"The balls fell out when she pissed," I heard Tim telling Alice.
She came over to me, holding them in her hands.
"Well," she said, looking at me, "we will need to make doubly sure that this time they stay in."
She used more medical tape to hold them in this time, but left out the vibe.
"Ok," said Harold, "let?s start warm up."
"You will need to learn to trot for us, slut," said Alice. She pointed to another woman, who was running around, raising her knees high while someone else struck her with a riding crop
I tried to copy her, but felt the crop on my ass almost straight away. I squealed.
"Come on! Knees higher, slut!" Harold hit me with the crop again.
I brought my knees up high as I moved, and felt the smack on my ass to keep my rhythm up. This continued for ten minutes, after which I was exhausted and humiliated. The worst part was the Ben Wa balls, which were moving around even more freely now.
"Okay," said Alice to the others. "It's mounting time. Let?s get her out to the yard."
They led me past a lot of other people training to a yard. I stood my back to a garage. I heard talking and then the garage door opening. I stood still, staring straight ahead and wondering what else could be done to me.
I heard the sound of wheels on the paving, and then saw wooden handles sliding under my arms. A strap under my still sore breasts held the handles in place.
"You're trotting cart, slut," said Tim. I could hear the smile in his voice. "Trot forward."
I stepped forward and felt the weight behind me. The crop landed across my ass, hard.
"Come on, donkey!" It was Harold?s voice. He whipped my ass again.
I trotted forward a bit more. Tim beckoned me to follow him.
They took me to a miniature trotting track. It wasn?t as big as the one where I had seen the horse racing, more like an Olympic running track. Tim led me to one end, where I saw more people attired like me. There was quite a crowd building as I reached the starting point.
I looked up at the crowd, my face red. Tim looked at me.
"One more thing to encourage you, slut," he said as he attached nipple clips to each breast. He lifted the handles slightly and tied them off. They pulled me down slightly.
I looked at him, hoping for some pity, but it was useless.
I was led to the starting line with the other poor saps. I looked up at the crowd one more time.
A gunshot cracked, and I felt the crop hit my ass. I leapt forward.
The crowd cheered. The crop hit my already burning ass. I squealed and instinctively speeded up.
"Come on, bitch, get those knees up!" Harold shouted excitedly as he whipped my ass hard.
The Ben Wa balls rolled madly inside my sex, but I tried to concentrate on the task at hand. I was at the head of the pack and was biting down hard on the bit between my teeth.
The clip on my nipples tugged a little every now and again, causing me little shots of pain. But my mind was lost and I was determined to win.
We rounded the last bend and I could see the finish line not far ahead. Harold was whipping my ass like crazy as I tried with everything I had. Then I heard panting beside me. I turned my head and saw him.
"Don't look back, you dumb bitch!" Harold screamed and hit me harder still, but it was too late. The pony boy shot past me and I was relegated to second place.
I was devastated. Suddenly the pain in my ass and nipples registered fully. Tears streamed from my eyes as I stood there, feeling utterly pathetic. Alice came up to me.
"Well done, slut," she said, patting my face reassuringly. "That was nothing to be ashamed of. You seem to have enjoyed yourself too."
She touched a hand to my pussy and I felt my juices flowing down my leg. I was in pain, frustrated beyond belief, and I couldn't believe the next words that came out of my mouth.
"Phunk you, miff.?
Alice looked at me and smiled. She kissed me on the forehead.
"Let's get you home. You have a bit more to do yet to repay your debts."
I nodded and followed, dragging Harold on the cart behind me.
I was allowed to sit in the horse box on the way home. They gave me a bowl of water. I drank it as best I could through the bit gag.
Much to my relief, when we got home the lift went all the way up. Alice, Tim, Robyn, and Harold followed me into the apartment. Tim removed the bridle and led me into the middle of the room.
"Now, slut," said Tim, "we have a party tomorrow and you will be the centrepiece. Go to your room now and get some rest. You have done well today and you will be rewarded by not having to sleep with a gag."
I didn't argue and went to my room. I heard the door close and lock behind me.
I slept well and was awoken the next day with a bowl of water and more wet muesli. I ate and drank with my hands still locked behind my back. Tim helped me up and took me into the lounge. A Japanese man was sitting next to Alice.
"Slut, meet Hiroti," said Alice.
I smiled meekly. Tim uncuffed my hands and gently massaged my aching limbs. I almost collapsed from his touch, it was so nice.
I was all relaxed until I saw Hiroti taking out bundles of rope. They looked rough.
"Hemp," said Alice. "Nice and itchy. You should enjoy them."
Hiroti started wrapping the rough rope around me. The itching was nasty. He looped it under my breasts then over. He took another section across my nipples.
He tied my wrists and elbows tight behind me and followed it up with something I had never experienced. He passed the rope between my legs and pulled it tight against my sex.
This rope looped around the ropes on my breasts, pushing them out against the rope that crossed my nipples. Hiroti passed the line up to a pulley in the ceiling, lifting me up a little.
One final rope circled my left ankle. This too was lifted to the ceiling. I was left on one foot, on my tiptoes, with the rope against my crotch rubbing my clit.
It wasn't enough to let me cum, but I had never been so desperate to orgasm.
"Now," said Alice, "let?s wait for our guests."
I hung there with my toes barely touching the ground. The rope against my sex rubbed madly, and the Ben Wa balls still rattled inside of me. The rough rope chafed against my nipples.
People arrived and walked around me. They watched as I writhed in the ropes, getting hotter and hotter. I just couldn't get that one tiny touch needed to trip me over the edge.
I thought back over the weekend and what torments I had been subjected to. The horrible itching powder. The horse hair, scratching away at my sex and making me cum harder than I had ever cum in my entire life. The party and the start of my real torment. Since then I'd been teased beyond anything I?d previously imagined. The Ben Wa balls, the vibe. Then the pony race. My body giving my all for my torturers.
Could it be that I had enjoyed this? I'd been held by these monsters the whole weekend, and yet I had never tried to escape. The thought had never even crossed my mind.
I looked at the smiling faces looking at me, and I realised how much more their stares were arousing me.
I saw Alice and Tim having a laugh and exchanging hugs with Robyn and Harold. Drinks were flowing, and people were having a great time.
Finally the night ended. I was untied and taken to Alice's bedroom and laid down on the bed.
I looked up at the ceiling; I didn't know who I was, where I was. All I could think of was the aching in my sex. My clit felt as hard as a diamond. Alice walked in.
"Well, slut," she said, "tomorrow is the end of the weekend. I start my new job, Tim will be back to work, and you will be free too. I just had one more thing I wanted to do, though."
She bent down and pressed her lips to mine. Her tongue entered my mouth and started to explore. I felt someone between my legs. Fingers pushed inside me and removed the Ben Wa balls.
Alice straddled my head and lowered her sex to my lips. I'd never been in this position but my cruise control took over. I started to stroke the tip of my tongue around her sex.
Then I felt something at the entrance to my wet, hot, sensitive pussy. It was Tim. His rock hard cock entered me slowly. I screamed with delight into Alice's sex.
From there it was all a blur. I don't know how many times I orgasmed. I don't know how long it lasted. I wasn't there.
I awoke the next day, still naked, with Alice?s white doonah covering me. The sun shone through the windows, lighting up the whole room.
I sat up and found an envelope next to me. It was addressed to me and I opened it.
Dearest Caroline
The last few days have been heaven. It is a shame that now we must par., I start my own business today and you will return to the rat race.
I have an offer for you, though. I will give you a job with my new company. In exchange, you give me you, your submission.
No pressure, hun. Let me know as soon as you are ready.
Love
Alice
I put the letter down and wrapped a sheet around myself. I went into the kitchen and saw Alice chopping something. She looked at me and smiled wryly.
I picked up the phone and dialled.
"Hello, Mr Harris," I said. I grinned and winked at Alice. "I quit."
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The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...
Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...
Vintage Porn SitesI should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...
Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...
Porn Pictures SitesI always considered Motherless the “4chan” of porn. Not only because Motherless was somewhat popularized there, but because Motherless also encourages users to share their own content in a very open way. This means minimal bullshit like moderation and censorship, and a strong “anything goes” attitude that leads to free and extreme content. It encourages people to create and upload their own homegrown content, like videos of their girlfriend pissing or spycam videos of their cousin....
Amateur Porn SitesWhat is it about Motherless that makes me fucking cum every time? Maybe it is how raw and amateur the porn on the site comes across as, or the content is just that fucking hot. Perhaps it is the fact that there is an astronomical amount of pornography just waiting for a dumb fuck like you to beat off to! I really don’t know, and frankly, I’m not going to pretend that I do.But what I do know is that if you love BBWs, the Motherless.com homepage will not be of much use! Preferably, head on over...
BBW Porn SitesHave you ever heard about a website called Motherless? Home to all kinds of kinky porn niches, with a side of the mainstream crap? If you are into some questionable fap content, you might want to check this website out. Plus, Motherless is a free porn website, so you can browse as much as you fucking want. Now, I am not really here to talk about the website in general… I am here to tell you about their amazing category, called voyeur porn.The world of voyeur fucking is a rather interesting one....
Voyeur Porn SitesThe Five Kingdoms of Arstoria had been embroiled in the Great Ancient War for centuries. The war came to an end when Kalace, the Wizard King conquered the five lands and brought them under his rule. Kalace, the Wizard King of Arstoria, conquered all of his opponents who were unable to deal with his overpowering magic. When Kalace had united the five kingdoms, he brought peace to the warring kingdoms and was revered and celebrated by his later generation. Kalace, however, had a dark weakness in...
FantasyWoah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...
Creampie Porn SitesNo matter what type of porn you may be in the market for, Motherless has an ample supply of it, and cucking is no different. Actually, this might help to explain how you ended up being such a pussy little cuck.The journey that brought you to my website reading cuck porn reviews started in your childhood. A fair portion of my readership is actually motherless. Why, you ask? Your guys' moms chose a life of cucking and riding cock instead of raising you fucks properly.Don't worry, gents. I'm in...
Cuckold Porn SitesI browsed the horror stash at Motherless all morning, and now I don’t know if I should jack off or go hide in the closet until the danger has passed. Then again, hiding out might give me the perfect opportunity to rub one out in the peace and safety of the dark. Who knows who—or what—might be peeping in the windows with nefarious intent if I sit at my desk and shake my dick at the screen. Just like when I masturbate at the local Starbucks, I’ve got to be sure to balance the potential pleasure...
Extreme Porn WebsitesIncest porn has been a staple of pornography since the very first incel caveman realized that he couldn’t find fresh pussy out and about. He resorted to sniffing a whiff of his mother’s loincloth when she wasn’t looking, and beating his old cave meat into a leather sock.Now personally I’m not into the whole mommy-son dynamic – I’m a classy guy. But it’s no secret people like to get freaky when the lights go out, and if you’ve got a stiffy in your hand and you’re on Motherless, you gotta go...
Incest Porn SitesThanks 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...
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...
“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...
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....
Free Porn Tube SitesAh, 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....
Interracial Porn SitesTheo 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,...
Fantasy & Sci-FiIt’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...
Scat Porn SitesI’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...
The Fappening‘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...
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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Facial Cumshot Porn SitesUnd 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...
BDSMMotherless 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...
Fetish Porn SitesAbsinthe 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...
Althea's Lovely Weekends by Ginny Wolf I am at the motel. I arrived first and checked in. This is the rendezvous, halfway between our homes. I wait impatiently for my dear lover. I haven't seen her in almost two weeks and it's killing me. The longer I wait the harder it gets. When we can't make it to one home or another, we meet here but it has been a long time since we have gone so many days without seeing each other. I look down at my feet and realize that I have been...
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...
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...
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...
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...
IncestThelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...
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...
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...
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,...
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,...
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...
Fantasy & Sci-FiI really don’t know what possessed me to take this trip. I know it was Josh’s 16th birthday and bringing his younger brother Simon was a given, why on earth did I let them invite 4 of their friends as well. Driving from our home in Hertfordshire UK to our Spanish villa was long enough without having a car load of excited teens. I suppose after the last year when my husband had decided to leave us they both deserved a break, and lets be honest just having your mother to celebrate with, is not...
from my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...
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...
“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,...
"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...
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,...
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...
Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...
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...
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...
Fantasy & Sci-FiEsther 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...
When Mike's wife, Sue, wins a weekend break for one in Scotland, it suited both of them that Mike should go instead. The problem was that the organisers wouldn't let her change the name on the ticket. Fortunately, Sue had a ready solution: Mike could simply pretend to be her. Things may have been less eventful if Sue hadn't purchased such a large pair of false breasts for him. As it was, the new Mrs Susan Martin found she had a number of admirers, to whom she had great difficulty in...
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...
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...
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...
"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...
Lesbian“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,...
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...
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...
Athena - 1 "Look at that stream! We should stop and go swimming!" Athena exclaimed as we barreled over a small bridge in the work van. I stop the van and put it in reverse and stop again, this time on top of the small bridge. I peer out of the window and gaze upon the stream. The water was crystal clear and as still as glass. I could see an almost perfect reflection of the trees on it's surface. "but we don't have bathing suits..." I responded. My response was flirty in...
She sits in front of me in American History class. Her long thick brunette hair drapes across your desk when she sits back and the scent drives you wild. I dont quite understand it, I've never had these feeling for another girl before but Heather just drives me wild. She has a locker about 6 down from mine and we are friendly to each other but I wouldn't call us friends. The senior dance is coming up on Friday and I overheard her trying to catch a ride. "I can drive to the dance" you say to her...