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His eyes lingered at the bend of her neck for just a moment, stretched deliciously taut and exposed to him as it was, before he made his move

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By L

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His eyes lingered at the bend of her neck for just a moment, stretched deliciously taut and exposed to him as it was, before he made his move.

Still kneeling, hunched and small against the tiles, she waited impassively. The suddenness of his presence, the heat of him against her, rocked her slightly ? though she made no sound as his steadying hand gripped her shoulder and squeezed.

?Long enough.?

****

Lottie?s eyes have glazed slightly, her silent form prostrate against the grass, her hand still clenched in defiance, or pain. Despite the chains draped across her naked limbs binding wrist and ankle, she struggles on; a futile battle of steel versus will. He watches the red edge expand and glitter in the sunlight, until her skin can contain it no longer and the colour runs across her stomach and into the earth. He watches as a sheen of sweat develops across her forehead, her hands, as her silence gives way to pitiful moans. That quiet smile always belied what lay beneath. Teeth flash for a moment, the whip noise cracks against bird song, cutting off the senses to all but bright white agony. Her shrieks soon fade back into silence, she begs with her body.

??????????? Only the ?click? of freedom can rouse her from the hopelessness. This isn?t the first time, nor will it be the last. She knows, whatever his motives, he will release her - yet she still feels the hopelessness; the deep, pervading sense of despair at being helpless and being His. The tight grip in her hair motivates her to speak, to ask again, to be ignored. Once pressed forcefully into the tree his hands move vice-like around hers, knees pinioning her legs to the roughness, and he kisses her. The teeth flash again, his smile bringing whimpers from her lips ? the darkness behind his gaze deflects her own and she turns to the ground for comfort. Then he?s gone. Green eyes flick upwards, her tongue licks dry lips, hands clench again, and she stumbles forwards. Forgetting the pain now, how each step widens strips of it along her torso, her back, her ass, her thighs ? gritting her teeth against the lacerations inflicted upon her feet ? she runs. The comical lolloping gait amuses him and he lets her, for a time. He watches her run as his hands automatically find what he needs, then he pursues.??????????????????????????????????????

??????????? ****

Back inside. Surely to God she?s paid for her transgressions now. Surely whatever black motivations he responds to, whatever his need, it is done with. For today. He cocks his head to the left, as if listening to her thoughts. He nods. Surely not.

?Okay Sinead, tell me.?

?No.?

?Tell your Master?

?I have none.?

?Please.?

She pauses, confusing reigning, dancing across her features. Please? Was this a joke? A test? Is there a way to reply at all? You could tell him.

?Sorry.?

His mouth twists, the skin around his eyes tightening. Brow furrowed, he stands and regards her.

?I know.?

He picks up the cane and stalks around the table, admiring his knots, admiring her. He sits back on his haunches behind his bound possession, eyes following the line of her thigh upward. Her legs are spread wide, sinews pushing angrily out against her pale skin, the tension and shudder of her body ever present. The cane chases the trailing gaze grazing the inner side as far as her body allows. It halts at the obstruction and he strokes gently at the slit, gathering reluctant moisture for the journey ahead. Sliding upward again, slowing to push deep inside the furrow of her ass, rubbing against the sensitive hole, pushing more, feeling more. The tip of the cane struggles for a moment, forces entry. He starts at her pained groan, and frowns anew.

The air parts, the whistling blow landing squarely across the two cheeks. They quiver for a moment, and she grunts. Displeased, he repeats the action. Four, five times, and she?s groaning again ? an insistent thing that grows with each ?thwack.? Ten, twelve times, and she?s yelling ? a throaty sound warped by suffering, pitch distorting each time the rattan connects. The ache encompasses her entire ass, her upper thighs; new lines of pain being carved into both with every passing moment. He never relents, he never tires.

She doesn?t understand how she came to be free; it seems only seconds since the last assault. Yet somehow she is sprawled across the table, and somehow he is standing there still calm, still unruffled.

?Kneel.?

She kneels.

?Open?

She closes her eyes against whatever?s to come and opens her mouth slightly. He tilts her head backward, hand brushing cheek, thumb rubbing lip, pinching it. He motions her to stay put but she doesn?t see it. In the minutes of his absence, she never moves.

?Be still.?

A point of heat on her tongue, expanding, dribbling underneath to the soft tissue of her gums. Turning to fire. She makes guttural noises; growling as though it might scare away the pain. But anguish is no stranger to these sounds. A high, soft keening fills the room. Another molten dose runs sluggishly around her teeth, caking its heat to them. Making the pain irreversible. Still reeling from her abuses she doesn?t resist as he nudges her up onto the table and her back - his hands place hers at the far corners and then position her weight towards the centre. Her up-bent legs are soon spread by gentle fingers smoothing across the flesh, pressing them down to the surface. He taps against her foot, and it raises for him. Expert movements tie ankle to wrist, wrist to table leg. Thoroughly exposed, expectant of more, she languishes in her sorrow behind fake-bored eyes. She hopes this will impress him.

??????????? He enjoys her discomfort, the strain in her back as small shoulders take the weight of her body and the tension of the tie. Despite his exertions, his hands are dry as he picks up the plug. Gripping it as its thickest point, fingers don?t meet. Not even barely. He wonders idly whether to let her suck it, spread her juices onto it, but he knows he won?t. Each day must bring new lessons else the student will grow bored. She looks it now. He rubs her ass, tracing the welts, finding the puckered opening closed and tight. He wriggles a finger into it, and she protests. Another dry finger pulls at the entrance to make space, her protestations reaching a new and panicked level. He thrusts, no warning for the third, and she squeals in tearing agony ? the friction of his actions causing familiar abuse to become something unbearable. Now kneeling on the table behind her, his fingers flex and move, stretching further. The other hand squeezes the plug rhythmically, warming it, moving it toward its dark destination. Lining it up between his fingers, he slides the tip inside with relative ease. The fingers rip out, one hand wrapping itself around her hips as he raises himself above her, the other ? palm flat ? begins pushing, hard, against the plug. The screaming is heartfelt.

An hour passes.

?The instant of warning, the hissing of the whip, is not enough to prepare Sinead. Thin leather curls around the inner curve of her ass and it jumps to attention. He is deaf to her. A symmetrical strike, though her response is heightened by fear and knowledge. The whip carves its unerring path, snapping against the dimple at her lower back. He hears her shrieks this time, but only smiles. Waiting a moment, letting her know what?s to come, he touches her in a mockery of comfort. Or perhaps it?s a plea. He knows it will go unanswered, as it always does, and he is warmed by the thought.

??????????? The plug is still buried within her, the widest end lost somewhere inside. Her gaping hole pulses, and he bites his lip. For the first time, desire coils up from his depths ? heating his core. He pulses in time with her for a moment, then swallows it back down. Fury. The whip moves of its own accord, lightening fast, a blur of darkness. The only evidence of its passing is the red road of blood that bends slightly between the valleys of her ass-cheeks, the narrowest point twisting down into the convulsing hole. The noises she makes are generic; excruciating pain interchangeable with blinding pleasure. Again the whip is raised, and again it finds its target. The crimson lines weave together until both are lost beneath the red mess of it all, and he stops, panting slightly. The silence is awesome.

??????????? Ear to mouth, eyes on chest, fingers drawing back lids. Unconscious, but alive. He ponders her stubbornness, doubts gnawing. If she cannot say? But he knows the truth of it, they both do. Beneath the veneer, beneath the resistance, he is convinced of it. And she will tell him as much, one day. She will be humbled, and the apology will last a lifetime.

****

Her need awakens with her mind. The thirst is unbearable, the flaking wax a foul taste and unwanted reminder of the day. She is home. Pushing herself up against the bars, she spreads her legs before her, rubbing away the fatigue. She was wearing heels this time last week. She had her own skirt. She had a life. Remembering this was worse than remembering the pain. Worse than experiencing it, in some twisted and inexplicable way. A way that mattered. With a sigh, Sinead rolls onto her side and waits.

Hours pass.

****

He returned to find her still unconscious, sleeping fitfully. He thumbed through the papers found in her briefcase, checking them a fourth time. The proof was right here, yet she was resolute. Stubborn as a mule. Foolish. They?d come to him for his expertise, and it was willingly given. Yet?His eyes glinted darkly as he looked upon her, impressed she?d lasted so very long. Impressed and desperate. The stipulations of the contract played over in his mind; he had another week to crack her in two and clean up, else his employers ? understanding, respectful as they might be ? would be unhappy. But his desperation had a different source. Kneeling by the cage, his hands rested gently on her shoulders, face pressed close the bars. Inhaling deeply, he felt his desire reignite. A sickly, metallic scent rose from her hair, her face, her body, and he drank it in. A low noise grew in his throat. The terms of the contract were binding, yet for this woman ? this obstinate wench ? he felt his control slipping. He shouldn?t have her?

The chloroform?s a dark wetness on the cloth. Maybe it?s overkill, unoriginal, but he enjoys it. Or rather, the memories its faintly sweet smell evokes. Within the cage her breathing is slow and even; she lies asleep and unaware, and he?s closing in. Perhaps it?s instinct, or some small sound alerted her ? but she?s awake now, and scrabbling against the metal. A hand shoots out and grabs her face, pulling it away from the bars. The cloth is pressed over her nose and mouth, and she is held. It takes longer than usual, but the struggling eventually fades and her body drops to the floor. He flexes the ropes, testing their strength, anticipation playing across dark features.

?But he so easily could.

Business

By L

[email protected]

His eyes lingered at the bend of her neck for just a moment, stretched deliciously taut and exposed to him as it was, before he made his move.

Still kneeling, hunched and small against the tiles, she waited impassively. The suddenness of his presence, the heat of him against her, rocked her slightly ? though she made no sound as his steadying hand gripped her shoulder and squeezed.

?Long enough.?

****

Lottie?s eyes have glazed slightly, her silent form prostrate against the grass, her hand still clenched in defiance, or pain. Despite the chains draped across her naked limbs binding wrist and ankle, she struggles on; a futile battle of steel versus will. He watches the red edge expand and glitter in the sunlight, until her skin can contain it no longer and the colour runs across her stomach and into the earth. He watches as a sheen of sweat develops across her forehead, her hands, as her silence gives way to pitiful moans. That quiet smile always belied what lay beneath. Teeth flash for a moment, the whip noise cracks against bird song, cutting off the senses to all but bright white agony. Her shrieks soon fade back into silence, she begs with her body.

??????????? Only the ?click? of freedom can rouse her from the hopelessness. This isn?t the first time, nor will it be the last. She knows, whatever his motives, he will release her - yet she still feels the hopelessness; the deep, pervading sense of despair at being helpless and being His. The tight grip in her hair motivates her to speak, to ask again, to be ignored. Once pressed forcefully into the tree his hands move vice-like around hers, knees pinioning her legs to the roughness, and he kisses her. The teeth flash again, his smile bringing whimpers from her lips ? the darkness behind his gaze deflects her own and she turns to the ground for comfort. Then he?s gone. Green eyes flick upwards, her tongue licks dry lips, hands clench again, and she stumbles forwards. Forgetting the pain now, how each step widens strips of it along her torso, her back, her ass, her thighs ? gritting her teeth against the lacerations inflicted upon her feet ? she runs. The comical lolloping gait amuses him and he lets her, for a time. He watches her run as his hands automatically find what he needs, then he pursues.??????????????????????????????????????

??????????? ****

Back inside. Surely to God she?s paid for her transgressions now. Surely whatever black motivations he responds to, whatever his need, it is done with. For today. He cocks his head to the left, as if listening to her thoughts. He nods. Surely not.

?Okay Sinead, tell me.?

?No.?

?Tell your Master?

?I have none.?

?Please.?

She pauses, confusing reigning, dancing across her features. Please? Was this a joke? A test? Is there a way to reply at all? You could tell him.

?Sorry.?

His mouth twists, the skin around his eyes tightening. Brow furrowed, he stands and regards her.

?I know.?

He picks up the cane and stalks around the table, admiring his knots, admiring her. He sits back on his haunches behind his bound possession, eyes following the line of her thigh upward. Her legs are spread wide, sinews pushing angrily out against her pale skin, the tension and shudder of her body ever present. The cane chases the trailing gaze grazing the inner side as far as her body allows. It halts at the obstruction and he strokes gently at the slit, gathering reluctant moisture for the journey ahead. Sliding upward again, slowing to push deep inside the furrow of her ass, rubbing against the sensitive hole, pushing more, feeling more. The tip of the cane struggles for a moment, forces entry. He starts at her pained groan, and frowns anew.

The air parts, the whistling blow landing squarely across the two cheeks. They quiver for a moment, and she grunts. Displeased, he repeats the action. Four, five times, and she?s groaning again ? an insistent thing that grows with each ?thwack.? Ten, twelve times, and she?s yelling ? a throaty sound warped by suffering, pitch distorting each time the rattan connects. The ache encompasses her entire ass, her upper thighs; new lines of pain being carved into both with every passing moment. He never relents, he never tires.

She doesn?t understand how she came to be free; it seems only seconds since the last assault. Yet somehow she is sprawled across the table, and somehow he is standing there still calm, still unruffled.

?Kneel.?

She kneels.

?Open?

She closes her eyes against whatever?s to come and opens her mouth slightly. He tilts her head backward, hand brushing cheek, thumb rubbing lip, pinching it. He motions her to stay put but she doesn?t see it. In the minutes of his absence, she never moves.

?Be still.?

A point of heat on her tongue, expanding, dribbling underneath to the soft tissue of her gums. Turning to fire. She makes guttural noises; growling as though it might scare away the pain. But anguish is no stranger to these sounds. A high, soft keening fills the room. Another molten dose runs sluggishly around her teeth, caking its heat to them. Making the pain irreversible. Still reeling from her abuses she doesn?t resist as he nudges her up onto the table and her back - his hands place hers at the far corners and then position her weight towards the centre. Her up-bent legs are soon spread by gentle fingers smoothing across the flesh, pressing them down to the surface. He taps against her foot, and it raises for him. Expert movements tie ankle to wrist, wrist to table leg. Thoroughly exposed, expectant of more, she languishes in her sorrow behind fake-bored eyes. She hopes this will impress him.

??????????? He enjoys her discomfort, the strain in her back as small shoulders take the weight of her body and the tension of the tie. Despite his exertions, his hands are dry as he picks up the plug. Gripping it as its thickest point, fingers don?t meet. Not even barely. He wonders idly whether to let her suck it, spread her juices onto it, but he knows he won?t. Each day must bring new lessons else the student will grow bored. She looks it now. He rubs her ass, tracing the welts, finding the puckered opening closed and tight. He wriggles a finger into it, and she protests. Another dry finger pulls at the entrance to make space, her protestations reaching a new and panicked level. He thrusts, no warning for the third, and she squeals in tearing agony ? the friction of his actions causing familiar abuse to become something unbearable. Now kneeling on the table behind her, his fingers flex and move, stretching further. The other hand squeezes the plug rhythmically, warming it, moving it toward its dark destination. Lining it up between his fingers, he slides the tip inside with relative ease. The fingers rip out, one hand wrapping itself around her hips as he raises himself above her, the other ? palm flat ? begins pushing, hard, against the plug. The screaming is heartfelt.

An hour passes.

?The instant of warning, the hissing of the whip, is not enough to prepare Sinead. Thin leather curls around the inner curve of her ass and it jumps to attention. He is deaf to her. A symmetrical strike, though her response is heightened by fear and knowledge. The whip carves its unerring path, snapping against the dimple at her lower back. He hears her shrieks this time, but only smiles. Waiting a moment, letting her know what?s to come, he touches her in a mockery of comfort. Or perhaps it?s a plea. He knows it will go unanswered, as it always does, and he is warmed by the thought.

??????????? The plug is still buried within her, the widest end lost somewhere inside. Her gaping hole pulses, and he bites his lip. For the first time, desire coils up from his depths ? heating his core. He pulses in time with her for a moment, then swallows it back down. Fury. The whip moves of its own accord, lightening fast, a blur of darkness. The only evidence of its passing is the red road of blood that bends slightly between the valleys of her ass-cheeks, the narrowest point twisting down into the convulsing hole. The noises she makes are generic; excruciating pain interchangeable with blinding pleasure. Again the whip is raised, and again it finds its target. The crimson lines weave together until both are lost beneath the red mess of it all, and he stops, panting slightly. The silence is awesome.

??????????? Ear to mouth, eyes on chest, fingers drawing back lids. Unconscious, but alive. He ponders her stubbornness, doubts gnawing. If she cannot say? But he knows the truth of it, they both do. Beneath the veneer, beneath the resistance, he is convinced of it. And she will tell him as much, one day. She will be humbled, and the apology will last a lifetime.

****

Her need awakens with her mind. The thirst is unbearable, the flaking wax a foul taste and unwanted reminder of the day. She is home. Pushing herself up against the bars, she spreads her legs before her, rubbing away the fatigue. She was wearing heels this time last week. She had her own skirt. She had a life. Remembering this was worse than remembering the pain. Worse than experiencing it, in some twisted and inexplicable way. A way that mattered. With a sigh, Sinead rolls onto her side and waits.

Hours pass.

****

He returned to find her still unconscious, sleeping fitfully. He thumbed through the papers found in her briefcase, checking them a fourth time. The proof was right here, yet she was resolute. Stubborn as a mule. Foolish. They?d come to him for his expertise, and it was willingly given. Yet?His eyes glinted darkly as he looked upon her, impressed she?d lasted so very long. Impressed and desperate. The stipulations of the contract played over in his mind; he had another week to crack her in two and clean up, else his employers ? understanding, respectful as they might be ? would be unhappy. But his desperation had a different source. Kneeling by the cage, his hands rested gently on her shoulders, face pressed close the bars. Inhaling deeply, he felt his desire reignite. A sickly, metallic scent rose from her hair, her face, her body, and he drank it in. A low noise grew in his throat. The terms of the contract were binding, yet for this woman ? this obstinate wench ? he felt his control slipping. He shouldn?t have her?

The chloroform?s a dark wetness on the cloth. Maybe it?s overkill, unoriginal, but he enjoys it. Or rather, the memories its faintly sweet smell evokes. Within the cage her breathing is slow and even; she lies asleep and unaware, and he?s closing in. Perhaps it?s instinct, or some small sound alerted her ? but she?s awake now, and scrabbling against the metal. A hand shoots out and grabs her face, pulling it away from the bars. The cloth is pressed over her nose and mouth, and she is held. It takes longer than usual, but the struggling eventually fades and her body drops to the floor. He flexes the ropes, testing their strength, anticipation playing across dark features.

?But he so easily could.

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SRU: Catwalk comeback By MTG 15th August 2002 Well, a month before heading back to South Bank University to complete my Computing degree, I was in the Bentalls centre in Kingston shopping for bits and pieces so I would be ready when term started in about a month's time. After my quite literally 'out of this world' year I had already been itching to get back to normality after April - post the events of July I couldn't wait for term to start - with Steve having already...

Eve and Her DadChapter 7

After twisting and pulling on the rubber cock stuck in his daughter's tight ass Jake pulled it out completely and threw it onto the bed. He rolled Eve onto her side with her knees pulled up tight against her bare breasts. Jake found the jar of Vaseline on the nightstand and dipped two fingers deep into the slime pulling out a generous dollop and began rubbing it all over his erect cock saving a substantial amount to use on his bulbous cock head. Jake wiped his greasy hand on the bedspread...

Fucking With A Couple

Now about the couple! They send their couple photographs also by email. Wife was Sanjukta, a housewife age 35 yrs, ht 5’6” stats. 36-28-40. She was fair, with long brown hair running up to her shoulders and she let the hair loose. Her face was oval with almond eyes, bedroom eyes to be more precise and straight thin nose. He was Kamal, working as an engineer there, age 38, ht 5’8”, handsome and his fantasy was to watch her wife getting laid with more than one man. Sanjukta was a real sex goddess...

Remix Chapter 4 Harmony

Remix, Chapter 4 : Harmony. By Brevdravis Wardrobe was beginning to become a problem for James. Dejectedly, he tried pair after pair of his pants, noting how each of them reached the same point on his legs before they became uncomfortably tight. They were not too long, since he had not lost a centimeter of his height, but the crushing sensation about his hips made the garments virtually unwearable. Admitting defeat, he retrieved the pair of sweatpants that he had worn...

A College Adventure

Doe sat on the bed in her dorm room, studying. She tried to take notes on a piece of paper, but the text she had was so dry and boring that she repeatedly caught herself drawing stars and hearts at the edge of the sheet instead. Finally, she sighed in frustration and threw the pen aside. Today was no good. She had just discovered that she'd gained two pounds, she'd had a fight with her math professor about a problem-solving strategy and she had been called a bitch by some girl she didn't even...

The PixieChapter 7

Carter punched in his home phone number and heard the ring signal. “Hello?” “Michelle — it’s your brother.” “Hi, Carter.” “Are Mom and Dad around?” “Just a sec...” He heard another voice. “Hello, Carter.” “Dad. I spoke to Valerie about the travel plans. The dates and times all work so you can go ahead and make the arrangements. She also says thanks.” “It’s our pleasure. By the way, I’ve been driving the Mustang to keep it limber for you. I took it in and had it winterized — radiator’s...

2nd fanasy about my wife and black truck driver

We are on our way to Florida to visit step-son and family. we have the top down on our convertible and my 60y.o wife has on a sundress with the skirt pulled up to mid-thigh to tan her legs. We pass a truck on I75 and he toots his air horn. I told he I thought he must like her. We look up in the cab and it is a young good looking black guy. I look over and ask her if she is interested? She smiles and says "maybe?" There is a rest area coming up and I slow down so he can come up beside us again....

LaKeysha

It began in such an ordinary fashion.I was meeting my friend Benny for a late lunch at a local café I'd heard good things about, but never been to. My meetings with Benny were about the only social life I had, not counting my D&D group that met on Saturday nights. I thought of myself as a decent catch, a just-graduated college student with a degree in electronics and a job at a prestigious computer firm. The problem was that I turned into a stuttering, stammering mess around any girl I...

EvilAngel Diana Grace Intimate Pussy Creampie

Tall, blonde beauty Diana Grace looks glamorous in sexy lingerie. The cock-hungry vixen flaunts her trim and fit body for director Mick Blue, rubbing oil into her perky butt to start the action. He captures their private date with intimate, POV-style shooting. Diana spreads her sweet holes in a steamy pre-sex tease session, and then kneels to take Mick’s big cock deeply into her throat. A drooling blowjob comes with slobber-soaked ball lapping and intense stroking. She drops herself into...

Hope and BetrayalChapter 23

“The date was good,” she said, and it was their fourth date. “And you can get fresh on the next one.” “Oh-ho,” he said. “That sounds great, but I’m gonna need that in writing,” he said, and now she laughed. “I have news,” said Lea. “Oh?” said Carlton. “Kari, has a boyfriend, a serious boyfriend. Oh, and he’s a college graduate. And interestingly, you know him, we all do,” she said. “And I’m supposed to guess?” he said. “It’s David Baker,” she said. “My accountant!” he said. “None...

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Jesse A Nightmare of Gay Teen Incest Abuse Part 3

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A Happy Family

The following is a work of fiction and any resemblance between characters in this work and actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. This work contains scenes of explicit sex between adults and is intended for the entertainment of adults only. This is fantasy. Life does not work this way. The potential reader is directed to the story codes listed for this story - if any of the sexual activities or relationships are illegal in your area, do not read or download this story, as you...

Breaking All The Barriers

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A new way to ride

I had always been a fan of toys, vibrators, etc. and during a trip to the local adult store, I saw it for the first time. I had seen them written about, I had heard about them, but I never seen a “feel doe” in real life. I had to buy it, not sure when or how I was going to use it, but I knew that opportunity would come one day.I do love a woman that loves to ride cowgirl. There is nothing hotter to me than a woman giving me a nice wet dick sucking, where she has been sucking my cock, playing...

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The burning need and the fevered insane desire to see her naked constantly were sated for now. Lucas was able to actually spend a week doing work. He would see her move out of the corner of his eye across the way, and pause for a minute to enjoy seeing her in action. She was focused and determined. He could almost see the determined set of her jaw from a building away. It was the same look she got when she was trying to convince him that she deserved the last cookie, or working at the snap on...

lisa

### CB-4418 ###The Sitter Loves To Suckby Steve GoldenFOREWORDThe process of growing up, of passing through the age of adolescence has, through the ages, been marked by great inner turmoil, uncertainty, and tremendous pressures from family and peer group alike. Certainly, in modern society, the problems of youth appear to be more marked than ever before.Lisa Fuller is a teenager embarking on her own special journey toward adolescence. She finds herself overwhelmed by powerful emotions,...

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I walk into the club with Sir. I am wearing an off-the-shoulder short black knit swing dress. It shows off my ample breasts and clings to my round bottom. I have to admit, I feel good in this dress. It has been a few months since my relationship with Mr. B ended. I didn't think I would ever get over him until I met Sir. He is a Dom. This submissive/dominant thing is still strange to me, but it feels like what I need right now. It is a weird thing. A man is telling me what to do ... controlling...

Sheriff PorterChapter 2

"So Detective Thorn, you like your job?" I asked. "I sure do Sheriff," he said looking all serious and shit. "Well you need to be better at it. See I took a quick look at the crime stats." I said. "Yeah, most crime is down all over the board," he said all proud of himself. "Yeah and statewide most crime is up in almost every category. You know why crime goes down in one area like that?" I asked. "Because we are doing a better job, than those other places," he said. "I...

Unholy Treasures

.based on a true story.i am Clair female30 5’4.. aunt traci and I have always been close. So, I was happy when she came to visit me. We have always been close. But, something felt different. She looked at me with a wicked stare. I saw her throabbing, her breast growing rock hard. As I showered (*she watched me from the crack in the door)* as I rubbed myself, breasts wet and firm .she throabbed,glaring.. at me. I rubbed myself slower, sliding water between my legs. Purring... hearing her moan I...

My Weird Uncle J Cums in My Panties

"There it is again!" I said aloud but to myself as I inspected the unworn pair of panties from my open underwear drawer. With the pads of both thumbs, I ran it along the inner lining of my favorite yellow panties to sample some of the residue, both sticky and slippery at the same time. This certainly wasn't the first time, with much of my underwear having some foreign substance deposited on them, always on the inner lining that sheathed my flesh. Sometimes the liquids were dried and old,...

ReEncounter

"Mr Haslam for Dr Beecham" the intercom announced and he stood carefully up and hobbled out of the waiting room, looking for consulting room 5, "three, four, ah, five" he said to himself as he counted off the doors. As he reached it, it opened. "I'm sorry, I should have come out, I just had to check a couple of details for the previous patient" said an attractive voice. He couldn't see the face in the gloom of the corridor, his eyes didn't adjust easily to changes in light levels,...

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My parents were at it again for the third time that night. I could here him yelling "suck it deeper you slut" and "I am going to cock choke you so rough". He would pound her cunt and make her moan with delight.I lay here wacking my 18 year old cock. My seven inches were dripping from hearing them. I so wanted to witness them in their own sex world.I stood by their bedroom door and the door was open a little bit so I can see them.After she screamed her last climax,she became silent.I went back...

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the heroine of m story is Jahnavi. She is in her 30’s. She is married. And her husband is elder than her.They both got married in their late twenties. They stay beside our house. From the day, I saw her, I have a desire to fuck her, as her figure was tempting me. And her 36d boobs were making me go mad at them. So from then, I started to flirt with her.One day I got her number and started to text her casually. And day by day our relationship got strong. One morning she was saying that I didn’t...

Keith MurrayChapter 10

The little convoy had gone about 13 miles over fairly rough country, and the day was coming to an end. Fortunately, they were close enough to a little hamlet with a saloon/hotel where Alice Brown had scheduled an overnight stop. Naturally, everybody but Alice spent some time in the saloon after supper. Keith got into a long conversation with a couple of local businessmen and came to bed shaking his head. The next day, they made about 20 miles in country a little less demanding on the mules....

Olivia Alex Chapter 2

Alex was packing the rest of his belongings into his truck when he heard his phone chime from his pocket. A smile crept across his face when he saw that the text was from his sister, Annie. She'd sent a video of her and another girl around her age. The other girl was stunning. She had curly dark brown hair and the brightest green eyes he'd ever seen. When he played the video, the two girls said in unison, “we miss you, Alex. Have a safe drive home!”Alex was shocked as he suddenly realized who...

Elaines DadChapter 2

In the past: Margot had left them after six that evening when the taxi had called. She’d said it would be a late one. They were both glad at the prospect of a night alone together. In her bedroom Elaine felt tense. She’d put her new dress on and looked at herself in the mirror before going downatairs. But as she entered the living-room his eyes widened in pleasure. “Aah, your in your high heels!” “Yes, do you like them Dad?” “Look when mum’s not here I’m Dan” he softly said, “ and yes...

My sister and her friend0

It was a friday afternoon and we were all hanging out in the back yard when she came over. "Hi Hanna" I said as she walked up. "Hey Billy, what's up?" Hanna replied. I stood looking at her walk up, my dick getting hard just seeing her."Chillin', what's up with you today?" "Nothin' much, just came by to see what Lisa (My sister) was up to." At this point I wasn't even listening to what she was saying. My eyes and brain was focused on nothing but her body and I...

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50 Pounds Bet

Introduction: I bet with my wife, she cant striping nude in bar. That was a lovely meal, Suzy said to me, looking up from her beer. Did you notice that waiter? He kept trying to look down your dress every time he got near the table. We were sitting in the beer garden outside a pub not far from the restaurant. We had spent the night with friends after missing the last train following a dinner party at their house and decided to have an early lunch before getting the train home. I cant say I...

All But a Demon the first Sin

As I strode past her, having had enough of them picking on her, I muttered to myself, “Gonna get kicked out for this…” I strode right up to the idiot throwing the eggs, dodging an egg as I did, and forced the heel of my palm against his sternum. Hard. I grabbed him by the shoulder, careful to pinch the pressure point next to his neck, and threw him against the locker to his right, pinning him there. “Now you listen to me, assclown. Leave her alone, and spread the word that anyone I catch or...

A Wet Ride Home From The Theater

“That was incredible!” Amanda said as we walked out of the movie theater. “It was ok,” Matt answered.“Not exactly your type of movie. Thanks for going to see it with me. You know how long I’ve been waiting for it to come out.”“Of course. That’s what a good husband does. Even if the movie is three hours long.”“Was it really that long? That explains why my bladder is bursting. We shouldn’t have gotten the large popcorn and drink.”“Same. I’m gonna head to the bathroom.”“I’ll wait here.”Matt turned...

Girl Scout Troop MasterChapter 7

I would say that the girls were a big help in getting everything set up, but I would be lying. It would be more accurate to say that I didn’t hinder them too much. For one thing, they knew exactly what they had brought with them and why. They had also been preparing for this exact scenario for at least two years, while it had only been one of the many potential problems I had envisioned. Sure, I had planned at some point to become completely self sufficient, but had not quite expected...

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Realisation hit her like a well-aimed sledgehammer. She had been fucked by this horse, which even now was still calming down after losing what seemed like a gallon of horse cum into her stretched cunt. Alanna felt her inner walls start to contract and adopt the usual shape of her uterus instead of the expanded accommodating tunnel that had so recently been violated by the animal. The mounting bench that she had been placed and tied on was slick with the Animals seed. A pool of the milky white...

The Erotic Sex Adventures Of Ramya 8211 Part 2

Hi, Welcome to ISS (Indian Sex Stories). I am Rishi of age 29, from Hyderabad. I am working as a software individual in an MNC company. This story of erotic sex adventures is a continuation of my previous story. When I woke up, we were in the same position as we slept in the night. Slowly I started sucking her left boob. Ramya: Good morning (With a smile on her face) Me: Good morning. Sorry for waking you up. Ramya: No, I was already awake, just waiting for you to be awake. Me: Oh, is it?...

Living With Sister Leads To Late Night Sex 8211 Part 2

Hello guys. This is Sam back with another part of what happened after my sister shifted to Mumbai and lived with me. I lost my virginity to her. This is another adventure of late night sex that I had with her. So coming back to the story. You all know that my sister Zyra and I were living together in Mumbai. It had been weeks since our first incident, and there was always this weird awkwardness. I felt a different kind of attraction to Zyra. It was a Saturday night. I was playing Fifa when Zyra...

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