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We met online.? She responded to a request for comments about a story I?d posted to a website she frequents.? She expressed an interest in many of the fantasies I enjoy?bondage, enslavement, collaring, modification, and humiliation.? She seemed young and na?ve in some ways, yet curious and sexually aware in others.? Her name was Irene, but that name would not be hers for long.

Many emails pass back and forth and I quickly became infatuated with the Korean, UCLA coed slut she claimed, and then proved to be.? I was a little perturbed that my online submissive slut who would fuck any good looking guy any time one approached her didn?t show any interest in anal sex, as that is one of my favorite holes. Although she didn?t outright say it, she made it pretty clear that this hole of hers would be off limits and I considered that unacceptable!? An idea began to form in my head as time passed, which would eventually ensure that I could make her take it in the ass, pierce her precious ears, nose, nipples, pussy and anything else I wanted, as well as humiliate and degrade her as much as I wanted.? But hey, since those are a few of her fantasies anyway, what the fuck!

In those 6 months, I was introduced online to one of Irene?s friends, Michelle.? She and Irene are bisexual and have played many times, but at my suggestion, Michelle acted as my eyes, ears and hands with Irene whenever she visited her friend on campus.? The three of us chatted for nearly 6 months before we finally agreed to meet, so that the submissive slut could submit to our shared desire for me to bind and fuck her. Unbeknownst to Irene, Michelle and I had planned some surprises for the hot slut.? Without actually letting Michelle in on my secret agenda, I did prime her to be ready to see Irene do things she?d never thought Irene would willingly submit to in real life.? At first I figured I?d just have to hope that Irene would act willingly in front of Michelle, even if willing was the last thing she was.? But then I figured I could play off any hesitancy on Irene?s part as an unspoken request for discipline and I was looking forward to whipping and paddling the slut anyway!

As we?d finally agreed online, the two girls drove to San Diego, where I was located for a week on a business trip.? It was Friday night.? The girls told me that had to return Sunday night for classes on Monday.?

Not letting Michelle in on our plan, we decided that Irene would knock on the door to my hotel, and assume the Number One position, with here hands locked behind her head, eyes lowered, back arched, chest out, legs spread.? She would be wearing shorts, a cut-off T, no jewelry, no bra, no panties, and high-heeled sandals.? Michelle was there to ensure Irene?s safely and to join in the fun that was planned.? Irene and I agreed that the only words that would be spoken, upon my opening the door, would be from the slut Irene, and all she would say was, ?Please fuck this gyrl, Master.?? That alone would shock the unsuspecting Michelle.

She would enter the room, immediately strip, lay backwards over the couch, and present herself to me.

And that is exactly what happened!? I already had a hard-on when she knocked on the door.? What a sight to behold when I opened the door.? Two sexy, Asian coeds,? standing before me, Irene in Position One, and Michelle, mouth agape, staring at her friend, who had just asked me to fuck her!? This is the first time I had allowed her to call me Master.? She had asked before, but until she was clearly willing to submit, I had forbidden it.

Irene was as expected, 5? 7?, tanned, long slightly tinted hair.? I am not actually a breast man, but she was stacked more enticingly than most Asians I knew. Michelle was shorter, but equally well-endowed, and was also wearing shorts and a bikini top, covered with an opened blouse.? What had I done to deserve such a double dose of hot, sexually charged, females?

Without saying a word, I stepped back, and Irene entered my hotel room without making any attempt to look into my face, and ran straight to the couch, taking short, choppy steps, as though her ankles were chained about 12 inches apart.? She stripped, lay her body backwards over the back of the couch, and spread her legs, holding her pussy lips apart so I could fuck her from the front.? Michelle entered the room also, disbelief still registering on her face.? We hadn?t told Michelle that part about our first meeting.? I just smiled at Michelle, picked up a camera and snapped off a few shots before handing the camera to her.? I hadn?t said a word to either of them yet.

I mention the short, choppy steps for a reason.? Earlier in our emails and instant messaging, I was amazed that she was a fan of John Norman?s series about life on Gor.? (http://www.game-asylum.net/gor.html).? She had read them as a young, impressionable girl.? Who would have thought that would connect with a 20 year old Korean-American coed slut who had read those old paper back novels about life on an alien planet in which the enslavement of females was expected.? Norman often described the way the slavegirls walked, and she was clearly showing me she was obeying the rules of Gor.?

Irene seemed to tense at the sound of the camera.? I had not told her about my desire to capture every steamy moment.? But she did not break her position, and did not speak, a tribute to our 6 months of online discussion and training.

I stripped off my pants and took Irene this way, feeling her climax around my thrusting cock within seconds. With my cock stretching her tight pussy, she raised her eyes for the first time to see the man she?d been talking to all those months.? Her mouth opened to say something, but all that came out was, ?aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, fuck me, pleeeeezzzzzzzzzzzzeeeeeeeee!?, as her orgasm reached epic heights.?? Michelle got the idea and without a word began moving around taking more pictures of me fucking her best friend.? Once I?d finished depositing my first, welcoming load deep within her slippery cunt, I gruffly instructed her to stand, lift her arms over her head and look forward.?

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I walked around Irene inspecting her closely.? I had rope and I was going to bind her, but I wanted it to be just right for her first time.? There were things I knew I would not be able to do in the confines of the hotel room that would have to wait for later, but for now, I was looking at her chest, waist, legs, arms, wrists, hands, neck, hair, and even her ankles, to get a better idea of where to start.? It?s one thing to look at a two dimensional picture and fantasize about what I want to do with a submissive slut and quite another to have the female in front of me.

I?m sure I made Irene a little uncomfortable.? After all, who likes being inspected like a side of beef, wondering if you?re everything you claimed to be and more importantly, wondering what?s going through the viewer?s head.

?Kneel, slut,? I said at length.? ?Knees spread widely.? I have something to give you.? Hold your hands in front of you.?

Irene immediately assumed the position, cupping her hands in front of her.? She knew this position well from her readings of? Gor.? I went to my bag, which was behind her and out of her view.? From it I withdrew a collar.? It wasn?t the glossy black leather bondage collar I?d wanted, but I wasn?t going to spend the money on an expensive one and just hope it fitted.? I?d already been in contact with a local BDSM community and a store to suit my needs had been recommended.? I planned to take Irene there and have her sized for a nice collar later.?

When I laid it in her hands to look at, her eyes got wide and her surprise was evident.? There was maybe a little trepidation there as well.? Irene carefully turned it around in her hands, paying it the reverence it deserved, even though for now, it was just a temporary stand in.? She carefully inspected the inscription and studied the buckle.? She traced a line around the ?D? ring and scratched a fingernail lovingly over the name printed on the brass plate.? Eventually she handed it back to me and over my shoulder, I heard Michelle gasp.? She?d finally seen it.? I smiled to myself, wondering if there was to be one in her future too.

?Are you going to collar me, Master?? she asked.

I looked at her and her eyes automatically dropped to my chest.? I could tell she was excited.? Her nipples were little nubbins and her chest was flushed.

?You call me Master easily Irene and it sounds good to my ears,? I said to her.? ?While it?s true that I accepted you as my slave by taking you when you entered the room, I do not intend to just throw a collar around your neck, call you mine and use you.? I have here a collar.? If you want the collar you must beg for it and understand what it means.? As much as I have responsibilities, so you too have them.?

I took her chin in my hand and lifted it, forcing her to look into my eyes and see how serious I was.

?Your role is to be pleasing at all times, even if you do not think you are going to enjoy what I do to you or have you do.? It is at these times that you must remind yourself who is the Master in the relationship and I may occasionally remind you of the fact by whipping you or binding you in harsh ways.?

Letting go of her chin, I saw the fear and anticipation in her eyes before she dropped them again.

?After much consideration, I have decided to provide you with a safe word.? If you no longer want to play, just say ?Stiltskin? and I?ll stop whatever I?m doing.? Be warned that if you use the safe word, there will be no going back for you.? I will not require anything of you that I doubt you are capable of, so if you use the safe word, I will consider you no longer of value to me and I will send you on your way.?

I told her all this with a smile on my face.? If only she knew now that the safe word would only create more trouble for her than it saved.? I thought again about taking her virgin ass, as well as piercing and tattooing her, but this time I considered for the first time locking her pussy up tight so that only I had the key. Having a slut around is fun, but having a slave is much more personal.? It must only be me that chooses when and how her cunt was used, not her.? Allowing her to fuck any jock she wanted while she was not with me was something that was about to change.

?I offer you this collar, Irene,? I said officially.? ?If you accept it, you will be my slave and nothing more than my slave.? You will own nothing, not even your name.?

?Irene,? Michelle said, with concern in her voice.? She had expected a weekend of sex and bondage, but not such a binding relationship

?Master,? replied Irene, kneeling before me, obviously excited and probably thinking what a wonderful game this was, ?Please let this girl wear your collar and be your slut.? She paused then, remembering Michelle, the thought causing her cheeks to color slightly, ?This girl promises to do her best to please you and make you proud!?

?Online I called you pet,? I said, then hesitated a moment.? ?But if, for example I decided to call you cumwhore, would you wear the name proudly??

There was a slight hesitation as Irene digested this information.? Then, the smile returning to her features as she spoke, she said, ?But this girl isn?t a whore Master, because whores charge money.? If you demanded it, this girl would accept any name you gave her.? But please don?t call her cumwhore, Master!? Please! Maybe you could call her cumslut?? This girl really is a slut Master, although it would be humiliating to be introduced that way.?

?If I were to give you that name, then you would only be known by that name.? Every new person you met in College who wanted to know your name would be told, by you, that your name is now cumslut.? If you failed to introduce yourself as cumslut, I would find out and punish you.?

Irene gulped a little, but bravely said, ?This girl understands, Master.?

?Then you may wear my collar, Irene.? After it is closed around your neck, you will no longer be the Korean American student known as Irene, but merely my slave, not even owning a name until I name you,? I said as I fitted the collar around her neck, positioned it how I wanted it, then buckled it snugly against her neck, unable to resist the temptation to make her just a little uncomfortable.

?It pleases me for you to work hard with your studies and get good grades.? Any substandard grade from now on will be severely punished.? It also pleases me to call you cumwhore for the rest of the day, to remind you that a beautiful name such as cumslut must be earned.?

To her credit, my new slave said nothing.? I had, after all not directed a question towards her.? Watching her face though, was as much fun as the collaring had been.? The smile evaporated and her cheeks pinkened.? This was obviously not something she?d expected.?

It?s what I wanted to call her.? Although I had a plan, I just couldn?t allow her to get away with everything, now could I?? There was, however something so appealing about allowing my little cumslut bitch to think she was influencing my actions to suit her desires, that for a moment I?d almost let her think she?d convinced me.? Of course it was probably the hard on I was getting at the thought of putting her firmly in her place before this weekend was over that had a lot to do with it as well.

That reminded me that I was still naked from the waist down and while allowing Michelle a free view of my equipment didn?t bother me at all, I felt that if she was going to see it, I might as well make an attempt to have her make use of it too.? A vision of her naked, guiding my cock into Irene?s willing cunt made me twitch in anticipation.? Besides, I thought to myself, she was the only one in the room that was overdressed for the occasion anyway!

?Michelle,? I said, turning to her.? ?If you?re going to stay, you need to be in the uniform of a female in my presence.? Strip and kneel next to my cumwhore or it?s time for you to get out of here.?

Once again Michelle?s eyes went wide, but after only a moment?s hesitation, her clothing came off and she was kneeling next to Irene, approximating her positioning.

I was impressed.? I really didn?t know all that much about the girl other than that she and Irene had regularly messed around together and that she seemed to get excited by seeing Irene act out my emailed instructions.? I was pleased that she wasn?t too prudish to get naked for me and excited that she was willing to kneel before me with her friend.

?Knees further apart.? Stick your tits out girl!? Are you not proud of them?? I asked, seeing her do her best to comply with my instructions.

Michelle had a nice body.? In fact, hers was every bit as succulent as Irene?s.? As I?ve said, I knew she?d messed around with Irene, but I wasn?t sure if she liked cock or not.? I hoped so, because she was definitely going to be getting some from me in the not too distant future!? Although her breasts were a different shape to Irene?s, they were lovely too and at a guess, I?d say they would fit into the same sized bra as her best friend?s.? Not that either of them were going to be wearing that sort of support again this weekend.? The only support the four tits in front of me would be getting would come from hands or rope.

?My little cumwhore has been collared and is now mine,? I said to Michelle.? If you would like,? I said, thinking off the top of my head, ?I am willing to allow you an opportunity to be her Mistress for the weekend.? There is a catch though.? For you to be her Mistress, you must first become slave to me, as I must ultimately be her Master.? Is this something you would enjoy??

Michelle was startled.? She?d come here not knowing what to expect, but I?m sure this was beyond her wildest imaginings.? She?d probably never considered being collared herself, even just for the weekend.? I watched her as she considered my offer.? It was obvious she was considering it seriously, not hastily.? I could appreciate that.

?May I ask a question before I decide??

?Yes,? I said.?

?This is just for this weekend, right?? I mean I don?t know if I?ll like it the way Ire? cumwhore does.? But if I do like it, I don?t want to be left out next time either, y?know??

?Under the circumstances, I will accept that provision.? But if you do decide to come back for more, the provision may not be offered next time.? It will depend on how this weekend goes.? Is that fair??

?In that case, Ummm? Master, can I wear your collar too?? Michelle asked me, remembering what I?d said to Irene earlier about begging for the collar.

?You may wear my collar, but in doing so, you have accepted that for this weekend, you are no longer the Korean college student known as Michelle, but simply my property, owning nothing, including your name.? Everything that was yours will be, for this weekend only, mine to do with as I wish.?

With that little speech out of the way, I returned to my bag and pulled out the rope I?d bought.? I took up a position in front of Michelle and using a knife I keep with me whenever I travel, I separated the last two feet from the rest, ensuring both of them saw how easily the shiny, fourteen-inch blade did its job.? In less than a minute from the time Michelle asked to be collared, she was wearing a very temporary, yet adequate rope collar that could not be removed without a lot of effort.

?This collar will have to suffice until I can procure a matching pair for you tomorrow.? I had planned on getting my little cumwhore a better one tomorrow, but I cannot tolerate mismatched toys, so I guess I?ll just have to buy each of you one.? As for your new name, slave,? I said, looking at Michelle, who looked up at me innocently, ?you are to be called fuckpussy because your eyes remind me of a kitten.? They must not look into mine unless I wish it,? I said firmly.

Michelle, now named pussy, lowered her eyes immediately, instead focusing on my semi-erect cock, which only made it swell a little more.

After a few seconds of silence that was designed to make the new slaves less than comfortable kneeling nude on my hotel room floor, I spoke to the pair together.? I had already decided just how I wanted Irene, but I now had a new task for her before I tied and gagged her.

?Cumwhore, as you heard, even though you are my slave, you are subordinate to pussy.? She will be your Mistress as much as she is my slave.? Do you understand??

?Yes, Master,?

?Good.? Introduce yourself to your Mistress and offer her the service you were named after.?

After a short hesitation while she formulated her question, my new slave spoke.? ?Ummm? Mistress Michelle? this?? She was obviously about to say girl, then quickly corrected herself. ?cumwhore would love the opportunity to show her Master what a good pussy licker she can be.? Would cumwhore be allowed the privilege of sucking your pussy for her Master??

Michelle couldn?t completely suppress her giggle, but quickly got herself under control.? With a voice of solemn authority ruined only by the grin plastered across her face, she responded, ?I?d like that cumwhore. Do me!?? With that, she threw herself backwards on the floor so Irene could get between her parted legs.

?Hold on a minute sluts, I?m not finished!? I said harshly enough to make it clear I was to be listened to above all else.

?Cumwhore.? You have my spendings dripping out of your fuck tube.? It?s messing up the carpet.? Straddle pussy so she might clean you out while you suck on her.?

?Yes Master!? said Irene enthusiastically before getting into position above Michelle.? I had been interested to see Michelle?s reaction to my instruction and was frankly a little surprised, although pleased, that Michelle?s expression didn?t change to one of disgust, especially when a watery drop of fluid hit her cheek as Irene positioned herself.

?Make her cum, or you?ll disappoint me, cumwhore,? I warned.

I wanted to watch them eat each other out, if for no other reason than to just be watching such hot looking girls go at it with each other.? I did in fact watch them, refusing to touch the hardened pole now jutting from my groin, until Irene had fulfilled her task of making Michelle cum.? She had quite noisily already cum herself, but like a trooper, had hardly even slowed in the task she?d been given.? Michelle was not quiet when it came to climaxing either, which only made it more of a challenge to keep my hands off myself while I waited for the pair to recover.

While they rested, with Irene?s pussy on Michelle?s chest and her head on Michelle?s thigh, I picked up the camera and captured some lovely shots of them.? Both Irene and Michelle?s faces were glossy with the others? cum, but I was more interested in capturing Irene in her full post orgasmic glory.? I did take one or two of Michelle as well, but only because she just looked too incredibly fucking hot to ignore.? When I?d judged them rested enough, I had them get back into position.

?You did well sluts.? But now I have a hard cock again that is going to need to be satisfied.? It?s also crusted with cumwhore?s cunt juices.? She was rather thoughtless, not offering to clean me off after I fucked her before.? Next time an oversight like that will be punished.?

I left out the part about not even having given her a chance to offer, but I wanted her to understand that I could find fault with an exceptional performance if I chose.? Moving in front of Michelle, I spoke to her.

?Fuckpussy, I know you like pussy.? That was another reason for giving you that name.? But do you also like cock??

?Oh, more!? Michelle gushed.

?More what?? I asked with a raised eyebrow.

?I like cock even better than pussy? Master,? Michelle added, realizing her error.

?Good, you learn quickly.? Suck the cunt scum off my cock then.? And no hands!?

Michelle leaned forward, took the knob of my cock in her mouth and began to swirl her tongue around it.? She quickly found herself being face fucked and impaled to the point of gagging when I twisted my fingers into her hair and took control of her movements.? A couple of times her hands began to move towards me as if to push me away from her, but that was just a reflex that she managed to subdue.? She really had no idea if she could trust me controlling her as I was, but maybe she figured that her friend was there too, in case something went awry, so she just concentrated on providing the best service to my cock that she could.

After a couple of minutes, I pulled out of Michelle?s mouth and moved in front of Irene.

?Cumwhore, look at my balls.? See how scummy you made them with your cunt cream??

?Yes, Master.? This cumwhore sees that and is very sorry.?

My balls were in fact wet with Michelle?s saliva more than anything, where it had run down my shaft while I?d fucked her mouth. I was fairly confident they must have had some of the copious fluids of Irene on them, also, as she had been profusely secreting while I?d been fucking her.

?Would you like another chance to clean me up, cunt?? I asked her sharply.

Irene blushed a little, but didn?t hesitate with her answer.

?Yes, Master.? This cumwhore would love to bathe your sweet balls with her tongue.?

?Well get to work then, slut.?

Irene did as she?s been told, carefully bathing my ball sack, popping first one then the other of my balls into her mouth to gently suck any fluids she could retrieve before licking the whole hairy area with her tongue.? When I had seen enough, I grabbed handfuls of her hair and lifted her head so she could take my still-hard pole into her mouth and finish what Michelle had started.? A couple of minutes later, I was ready to blow.? She was an even better face fuck than Michelle!

?Do not swallow my load, cumwhore!? I said, just in time through clenched teeth.

I unloaded my cream into her willing mouth and she twirled her tongue around the head of my cock in an effort to coax everything she could get from it.? Once I pulled out, spent, she held her mouth open so I could see my creamy deposit inside.

?Now feed it to fuckpussy, like a good cumwhore,? I said condescendingly.

Irene turned to her friend and, as if they?d practiced the maneuver, traded my seed from one mouth to the other, ending up in a passionate kiss that went on and on.? I watched for a while, entranced by the breathtaking lesbian scene before me.? Eventually I tore my gaze away and returned to my bag for the supplies I wanted to use next, but I left them kissing.? I guess I have a soft spot for seeing Irene kiss.? Okay, maybe it?s just a weakness for seeing two hot Korean sluts kissing so passionately, I don?t know.? But whatever it was, my cock was already stiffening again!

I don?t know if I?ve mentioned it already, but I had this special suitcase with me.? Inside was nothing other than the items I?d brought with me to use with or on Irene.? I had a couple of whips among other correctional devices, I had handcuffs and other restraints, as well, there were a few items of sexy clothing, some fetish underwear I?d picked up and a bunch of toys like a couple of dildos, a butt plug and a vibrator, for example.? You know, the sort of stuff that would embarrass an airport worker if they?d opened my baggage. I put aside the package of fishnet stockings, because since there were two pair in the package, I thought my slaves would look good in matching costumes later on when we went out.? A visual of two sexy Asian sluts strutting down the road in just heels, stockings and collars with leashes, jumped into my head, making me smile.

I got the collapsible spreader bar and ball gag out, picked up my rope and returned to the girls who were still busily sucking face.

?Display position!? I demanded.

Irene immediately drew away from Michelle, who was a little slower to realize what was going on, but both females were quickly in the desired position once more.

Since I had no idea I?d be dealing with two slaves instead of one, my equipment was limited, but I think I came to a fairly worthwhile compromise.

?Fuckpussy, as much as I?ll like to see you gagged and spread, tonight cumwhore will be the only one with that honor.? Tomorrow while we?re out, I?ll get some additional toys to use on you.? I am giving you a task though.? Once I?ve bound cumwhore to the bed, your job is to make her cum as many times as you can.? Cumwhore, strip the covers off the bed then get on it and lay on your back, on the right side.? I sleep on the left.?

Irene did as she was told.? I told her to slide down the mattress so her feet were at the edge, but not hanging over the end of the bed. I then handcuffed her wrists and pulled them up over her head.? Next I tied her ankles to the spreader bar, tied one end of the rope to one ankle, then fed the rope under the bed and pulled it up at headboard end to loop it around her handcuffs before feeding the rope back under the bed and tying it off at her other ankle.? There was about 6 feet of rope remaining, but I would be using that soon.? For now, I lifted Irene?s head, told her to open her mouth, and then as soon as she?d complied, I fitted her with the ball gag.? Irene was now bound and spread, her bald mound accessible to Michelle and me without restriction for the first time in her young life.

After telling Michelle to straddle Irene, I used the last portion of the rope left over from tying Irene, to fashion a leash connecting Michelle?s collar to Irene?s ankle with about five feet of give that would allow Michelle to move around Irene?s naked body almost as much as she pleased.

?If I awake during the night and I want to fuck her,? I said conversationally to Michelle, ?She?ll be ready for me.? If you?re awake too and trying to force her to cum again, just move to the side and help me.? Be prepared to be raped as well though, because I?ll probably want a piece of your hot little pussy before the night?s over as well.?

I left them alone for a minute so I could make use of the bathroom.? While I was in there, it occurred to me I?d never checked on their needs in this regard.? Another thought occurred to me then, that I filed away for later use, instantly dismissing my concern for my slaves? possible toilet needs.

We met online.? She responded to a request for comments about a story I?d posted to a website she frequents.? She expressed an interest in many of the fantasies I enjoy?bondage, enslavement, collaring, modification, and humiliation.? She seemed young and na?ve in some ways, yet curious and sexually aware in others.? Her name was Irene, but that name would not be hers for long.

Many emails pass back and forth and I quickly became infatuated with the Korean, UCLA coed slut she claimed, and then proved to be.? I was a little perturbed that my online submissive slut who would fuck any good looking guy any time one approached her didn?t show any interest in anal sex, as that is one of my favorite holes. Although she didn?t outright say it, she made it pretty clear that this hole of hers would be off limits and I considered that unacceptable!? An idea began to form in my head as time passed, which would eventually ensure that I could make her take it in the ass, pierce her precious ears, nose, nipples, pussy and anything else I wanted, as well as humiliate and degrade her as much as I wanted.? But hey, since those are a few of her fantasies anyway, what the fuck!

In those 6 months, I was introduced online to one of Irene?s friends, Michelle.? She and Irene are bisexual and have played many times, but at my suggestion, Michelle acted as my eyes, ears and hands with Irene whenever she visited her friend on campus.? The three of us chatted for nearly 6 months before we finally agreed to meet, so that the submissive slut could submit to our shared desire for me to bind and fuck her. Unbeknownst to Irene, Michelle and I had planned some surprises for the hot slut.? Without actually letting Michelle in on my secret agenda, I did prime her to be ready to see Irene do things she?d never thought Irene would willingly submit to in real life.? At first I figured I?d just have to hope that Irene would act willingly in front of Michelle, even if willing was the last thing she was.? But then I figured I could play off any hesitancy on Irene?s part as an unspoken request for discipline and I was looking forward to whipping and paddling the slut anyway!

As we?d finally agreed online, the two girls drove to San Diego, where I was located for a week on a business trip.? It was Friday night.? The girls told me that had to return Sunday night for classes on Monday.?

Not letting Michelle in on our plan, we decided that Irene would knock on the door to my hotel, and assume the Number One position, with here hands locked behind her head, eyes lowered, back arched, chest out, legs spread.? She would be wearing shorts, a cut-off T, no jewelry, no bra, no panties, and high-heeled sandals.? Michelle was there to ensure Irene?s safely and to join in the fun that was planned.? Irene and I agreed that the only words that would be spoken, upon my opening the door, would be from the slut Irene, and all she would say was, ?Please fuck this gyrl, Master.?? That alone would shock the unsuspecting Michelle.

She would enter the room, immediately strip, lay backwards over the couch, and present herself to me.

And that is exactly what happened!? I already had a hard-on when she knocked on the door.? What a sight to behold when I opened the door.? Two sexy, Asian coeds,? standing before me, Irene in Position One, and Michelle, mouth agape, staring at her friend, who had just asked me to fuck her!? This is the first time I had allowed her to call me Master.? She had asked before, but until she was clearly willing to submit, I had forbidden it.

Irene was as expected, 5? 7?, tanned, long slightly tinted hair.? I am not actually a breast man, but she was stacked more enticingly than most Asians I knew. Michelle was shorter, but equally well-endowed, and was also wearing shorts and a bikini top, covered with an opened blouse.? What had I done to deserve such a double dose of hot, sexually charged, females?

Without saying a word, I stepped back, and Irene entered my hotel room without making any attempt to look into my face, and ran straight to the couch, taking short, choppy steps, as though her ankles were chained about 12 inches apart.? She stripped, lay her body backwards over the back of the couch, and spread her legs, holding her pussy lips apart so I could fuck her from the front.? Michelle entered the room also, disbelief still registering on her face.? We hadn?t told Michelle that part about our first meeting.? I just smiled at Michelle, picked up a camera and snapped off a few shots before handing the camera to her.? I hadn?t said a word to either of them yet.

I mention the short, choppy steps for a reason.? Earlier in our emails and instant messaging, I was amazed that she was a fan of John Norman?s series about life on Gor.? (http://www.game-asylum.net/gor.html).? She had read them as a young, impressionable girl.? Who would have thought that would connect with a 20 year old Korean-American coed slut who had read those old paper back novels about life on an alien planet in which the enslavement of females was expected.? Norman often described the way the slavegirls walked, and she was clearly showing me she was obeying the rules of Gor.?

Irene seemed to tense at the sound of the camera.? I had not told her about my desire to capture every steamy moment.? But she did not break her position, and did not speak, a tribute to our 6 months of online discussion and training.

I stripped off my pants and took Irene this way, feeling her climax around my thrusting cock within seconds. With my cock stretching her tight pussy, she raised her eyes for the first time to see the man she?d been talking to all those months.? Her mouth opened to say something, but all that came out was, ?aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, fuck me, pleeeeezzzzzzzzzzzzeeeeeeeee!?, as her orgasm reached epic heights.?? Michelle got the idea and without a word began moving around taking more pictures of me fucking her best friend.? Once I?d finished depositing my first, welcoming load deep within her slippery cunt, I gruffly instructed her to stand, lift her arms over her head and look forward.?

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I walked around Irene inspecting her closely.? I had rope and I was going to bind her, but I wanted it to be just right for her first time.? There were things I knew I would not be able to do in the confines of the hotel room that would have to wait for later, but for now, I was looking at her chest, waist, legs, arms, wrists, hands, neck, hair, and even her ankles, to get a better idea of where to start.? It?s one thing to look at a two dimensional picture and fantasize about what I want to do with a submissive slut and quite another to have the female in front of me.

I?m sure I made Irene a little uncomfortable.? After all, who likes being inspected like a side of beef, wondering if you?re everything you claimed to be and more importantly, wondering what?s going through the viewer?s head.

?Kneel, slut,? I said at length.? ?Knees spread widely.? I have something to give you.? Hold your hands in front of you.?

Irene immediately assumed the position, cupping her hands in front of her.? She knew this position well from her readings of? Gor.? I went to my bag, which was behind her and out of her view.? From it I withdrew a collar.? It wasn?t the glossy black leather bondage collar I?d wanted, but I wasn?t going to spend the money on an expensive one and just hope it fitted.? I?d already been in contact with a local BDSM community and a store to suit my needs had been recommended.? I planned to take Irene there and have her sized for a nice collar later.?

When I laid it in her hands to look at, her eyes got wide and her surprise was evident.? There was maybe a little trepidation there as well.? Irene carefully turned it around in her hands, paying it the reverence it deserved, even though for now, it was just a temporary stand in.? She carefully inspected the inscription and studied the buckle.? She traced a line around the ?D? ring and scratched a fingernail lovingly over the name printed on the brass plate.? Eventually she handed it back to me and over my shoulder, I heard Michelle gasp.? She?d finally seen it.? I smiled to myself, wondering if there was to be one in her future too.

?Are you going to collar me, Master?? she asked.

I looked at her and her eyes automatically dropped to my chest.? I could tell she was excited.? Her nipples were little nubbins and her chest was flushed.

?You call me Master easily Irene and it sounds good to my ears,? I said to her.? ?While it?s true that I accepted you as my slave by taking you when you entered the room, I do not intend to just throw a collar around your neck, call you mine and use you.? I have here a collar.? If you want the collar you must beg for it and understand what it means.? As much as I have responsibilities, so you too have them.?

I took her chin in my hand and lifted it, forcing her to look into my eyes and see how serious I was.

?Your role is to be pleasing at all times, even if you do not think you are going to enjoy what I do to you or have you do.? It is at these times that you must remind yourself who is the Master in the relationship and I may occasionally remind you of the fact by whipping you or binding you in harsh ways.?

Letting go of her chin, I saw the fear and anticipation in her eyes before she dropped them again.

?After much consideration, I have decided to provide you with a safe word.? If you no longer want to play, just say ?Stiltskin? and I?ll stop whatever I?m doing.? Be warned that if you use the safe word, there will be no going back for you.? I will not require anything of you that I doubt you are capable of, so if you use the safe word, I will consider you no longer of value to me and I will send you on your way.?

I told her all this with a smile on my face.? If only she knew now that the safe word would only create more trouble for her than it saved.? I thought again about taking her virgin ass, as well as piercing and tattooing her, but this time I considered for the first time locking her pussy up tight so that only I had the key. Having a slut around is fun, but having a slave is much more personal.? It must only be me that chooses when and how her cunt was used, not her.? Allowing her to fuck any jock she wanted while she was not with me was something that was about to change.

?I offer you this collar, Irene,? I said officially.? ?If you accept it, you will be my slave and nothing more than my slave.? You will own nothing, not even your name.?

?Irene,? Michelle said, with concern in her voice.? She had expected a weekend of sex and bondage, but not such a binding relationship

?Master,? replied Irene, kneeling before me, obviously excited and probably thinking what a wonderful game this was, ?Please let this girl wear your collar and be your slut.? She paused then, remembering Michelle, the thought causing her cheeks to color slightly, ?This girl promises to do her best to please you and make you proud!?

?Online I called you pet,? I said, then hesitated a moment.? ?But if, for example I decided to call you cumwhore, would you wear the name proudly??

There was a slight hesitation as Irene digested this information.? Then, the smile returning to her features as she spoke, she said, ?But this girl isn?t a whore Master, because whores charge money.? If you demanded it, this girl would accept any name you gave her.? But please don?t call her cumwhore, Master!? Please! Maybe you could call her cumslut?? This girl really is a slut Master, although it would be humiliating to be introduced that way.?

?If I were to give you that name, then you would only be known by that name.? Every new person you met in College who wanted to know your name would be told, by you, that your name is now cumslut.? If you failed to introduce yourself as cumslut, I would find out and punish you.?

Irene gulped a little, but bravely said, ?This girl understands, Master.?

?Then you may wear my collar, Irene.? After it is closed around your neck, you will no longer be the Korean American student known as Irene, but merely my slave, not even owning a name until I name you,? I said as I fitted the collar around her neck, positioned it how I wanted it, then buckled it snugly against her neck, unable to resist the temptation to make her just a little uncomfortable.

?It pleases me for you to work hard with your studies and get good grades.? Any substandard grade from now on will be severely punished.? It also pleases me to call you cumwhore for the rest of the day, to remind you that a beautiful name such as cumslut must be earned.?

To her credit, my new slave said nothing.? I had, after all not directed a question towards her.? Watching her face though, was as much fun as the collaring had been.? The smile evaporated and her cheeks pinkened.? This was obviously not something she?d expected.?

It?s what I wanted to call her.? Although I had a plan, I just couldn?t allow her to get away with everything, now could I?? There was, however something so appealing about allowing my little cumslut bitch to think she was influencing my actions to suit her desires, that for a moment I?d almost let her think she?d convinced me.? Of course it was probably the hard on I was getting at the thought of putting her firmly in her place before this weekend was over that had a lot to do with it as well.

That reminded me that I was still naked from the waist down and while allowing Michelle a free view of my equipment didn?t bother me at all, I felt that if she was going to see it, I might as well make an attempt to have her make use of it too.? A vision of her naked, guiding my cock into Irene?s willing cunt made me twitch in anticipation.? Besides, I thought to myself, she was the only one in the room that was overdressed for the occasion anyway!

?Michelle,? I said, turning to her.? ?If you?re going to stay, you need to be in the uniform of a female in my presence.? Strip and kneel next to my cumwhore or it?s time for you to get out of here.?

Once again Michelle?s eyes went wide, but after only a moment?s hesitation, her clothing came off and she was kneeling next to Irene, approximating her positioning.

I was impressed.? I really didn?t know all that much about the girl other than that she and Irene had regularly messed around together and that she seemed to get excited by seeing Irene act out my emailed instructions.? I was pleased that she wasn?t too prudish to get naked for me and excited that she was willing to kneel before me with her friend.

?Knees further apart.? Stick your tits out girl!? Are you not proud of them?? I asked, seeing her do her best to comply with my instructions.

Michelle had a nice body.? In fact, hers was every bit as succulent as Irene?s.? As I?ve said, I knew she?d messed around with Irene, but I wasn?t sure if she liked cock or not.? I hoped so, because she was definitely going to be getting some from me in the not too distant future!? Although her breasts were a different shape to Irene?s, they were lovely too and at a guess, I?d say they would fit into the same sized bra as her best friend?s.? Not that either of them were going to be wearing that sort of support again this weekend.? The only support the four tits in front of me would be getting would come from hands or rope.

?My little cumwhore has been collared and is now mine,? I said to Michelle.? If you would like,? I said, thinking off the top of my head, ?I am willing to allow you an opportunity to be her Mistress for the weekend.? There is a catch though.? For you to be her Mistress, you must first become slave to me, as I must ultimately be her Master.? Is this something you would enjoy??

Michelle was startled.? She?d come here not knowing what to expect, but I?m sure this was beyond her wildest imaginings.? She?d probably never considered being collared herself, even just for the weekend.? I watched her as she considered my offer.? It was obvious she was considering it seriously, not hastily.? I could appreciate that.

?May I ask a question before I decide??

?Yes,? I said.?

?This is just for this weekend, right?? I mean I don?t know if I?ll like it the way Ire? cumwhore does.? But if I do like it, I don?t want to be left out next time either, y?know??

?Under the circumstances, I will accept that provision.? But if you do decide to come back for more, the provision may not be offered next time.? It will depend on how this weekend goes.? Is that fair??

?In that case, Ummm? Master, can I wear your collar too?? Michelle asked me, remembering what I?d said to Irene earlier about begging for the collar.

?You may wear my collar, but in doing so, you have accepted that for this weekend, you are no longer the Korean college student known as Michelle, but simply my property, owning nothing, including your name.? Everything that was yours will be, for this weekend only, mine to do with as I wish.?

With that little speech out of the way, I returned to my bag and pulled out the rope I?d bought.? I took up a position in front of Michelle and using a knife I keep with me whenever I travel, I separated the last two feet from the rest, ensuring both of them saw how easily the shiny, fourteen-inch blade did its job.? In less than a minute from the time Michelle asked to be collared, she was wearing a very temporary, yet adequate rope collar that could not be removed without a lot of effort.

?This collar will have to suffice until I can procure a matching pair for you tomorrow.? I had planned on getting my little cumwhore a better one tomorrow, but I cannot tolerate mismatched toys, so I guess I?ll just have to buy each of you one.? As for your new name, slave,? I said, looking at Michelle, who looked up at me innocently, ?you are to be called fuckpussy because your eyes remind me of a kitten.? They must not look into mine unless I wish it,? I said firmly.

Michelle, now named pussy, lowered her eyes immediately, instead focusing on my semi-erect cock, which only made it swell a little more.

After a few seconds of silence that was designed to make the new slaves less than comfortable kneeling nude on my hotel room floor, I spoke to the pair together.? I had already decided just how I wanted Irene, but I now had a new task for her before I tied and gagged her.

?Cumwhore, as you heard, even though you are my slave, you are subordinate to pussy.? She will be your Mistress as much as she is my slave.? Do you understand??

?Yes, Master,?

?Good.? Introduce yourself to your Mistress and offer her the service you were named after.?

After a short hesitation while she formulated her question, my new slave spoke.? ?Ummm? Mistress Michelle? this?? She was obviously about to say girl, then quickly corrected herself. ?cumwhore would love the opportunity to show her Master what a good pussy licker she can be.? Would cumwhore be allowed the privilege of sucking your pussy for her Master??

Michelle couldn?t completely suppress her giggle, but quickly got herself under control.? With a voice of solemn authority ruined only by the grin plastered across her face, she responded, ?I?d like that cumwhore. Do me!?? With that, she threw herself backwards on the floor so Irene could get between her parted legs.

?Hold on a minute sluts, I?m not finished!? I said harshly enough to make it clear I was to be listened to above all else.

?Cumwhore.? You have my spendings dripping out of your fuck tube.? It?s messing up the carpet.? Straddle pussy so she might clean you out while you suck on her.?

?Yes Master!? said Irene enthusiastically before getting into position above Michelle.? I had been interested to see Michelle?s reaction to my instruction and was frankly a little surprised, although pleased, that Michelle?s expression didn?t change to one of disgust, especially when a watery drop of fluid hit her cheek as Irene positioned herself.

?Make her cum, or you?ll disappoint me, cumwhore,? I warned.

I wanted to watch them eat each other out, if for no other reason than to just be watching such hot looking girls go at it with each other.? I did in fact watch them, refusing to touch the hardened pole now jutting from my groin, until Irene had fulfilled her task of making Michelle cum.? She had quite noisily already cum herself, but like a trooper, had hardly even slowed in the task she?d been given.? Michelle was not quiet when it came to climaxing either, which only made it more of a challenge to keep my hands off myself while I waited for the pair to recover.

While they rested, with Irene?s pussy on Michelle?s chest and her head on Michelle?s thigh, I picked up the camera and captured some lovely shots of them.? Both Irene and Michelle?s faces were glossy with the others? cum, but I was more interested in capturing Irene in her full post orgasmic glory.? I did take one or two of Michelle as well, but only because she just looked too incredibly fucking hot to ignore.? When I?d judged them rested enough, I had them get back into position.

?You did well sluts.? But now I have a hard cock again that is going to need to be satisfied.? It?s also crusted with cumwhore?s cunt juices.? She was rather thoughtless, not offering to clean me off after I fucked her before.? Next time an oversight like that will be punished.?

I left out the part about not even having given her a chance to offer, but I wanted her to understand that I could find fault with an exceptional performance if I chose.? Moving in front of Michelle, I spoke to her.

?Fuckpussy, I know you like pussy.? That was another reason for giving you that name.? But do you also like cock??

?Oh, more!? Michelle gushed.

?More what?? I asked with a raised eyebrow.

?I like cock even better than pussy? Master,? Michelle added, realizing her error.

?Good, you learn quickly.? Suck the cunt scum off my cock then.? And no hands!?

Michelle leaned forward, took the knob of my cock in her mouth and began to swirl her tongue around it.? She quickly found herself being face fucked and impaled to the point of gagging when I twisted my fingers into her hair and took control of her movements.? A couple of times her hands began to move towards me as if to push me away from her, but that was just a reflex that she managed to subdue.? She really had no idea if she could trust me controlling her as I was, but maybe she figured that her friend was there too, in case something went awry, so she just concentrated on providing the best service to my cock that she could.

After a couple of minutes, I pulled out of Michelle?s mouth and moved in front of Irene.

?Cumwhore, look at my balls.? See how scummy you made them with your cunt cream??

?Yes, Master.? This cumwhore sees that and is very sorry.?

My balls were in fact wet with Michelle?s saliva more than anything, where it had run down my shaft while I?d fucked her mouth. I was fairly confident they must have had some of the copious fluids of Irene on them, also, as she had been profusely secreting while I?d been fucking her.

?Would you like another chance to clean me up, cunt?? I asked her sharply.

Irene blushed a little, but didn?t hesitate with her answer.

?Yes, Master.? This cumwhore would love to bathe your sweet balls with her tongue.?

?Well get to work then, slut.?

Irene did as she?s been told, carefully bathing my ball sack, popping first one then the other of my balls into her mouth to gently suck any fluids she could retrieve before licking the whole hairy area with her tongue.? When I had seen enough, I grabbed handfuls of her hair and lifted her head so she could take my still-hard pole into her mouth and finish what Michelle had started.? A couple of minutes later, I was ready to blow.? She was an even better face fuck than Michelle!

?Do not swallow my load, cumwhore!? I said, just in time through clenched teeth.

I unloaded my cream into her willing mouth and she twirled her tongue around the head of my cock in an effort to coax everything she could get from it.? Once I pulled out, spent, she held her mouth open so I could see my creamy deposit inside.

?Now feed it to fuckpussy, like a good cumwhore,? I said condescendingly.

Irene turned to her friend and, as if they?d practiced the maneuver, traded my seed from one mouth to the other, ending up in a passionate kiss that went on and on.? I watched for a while, entranced by the breathtaking lesbian scene before me.? Eventually I tore my gaze away and returned to my bag for the supplies I wanted to use next, but I left them kissing.? I guess I have a soft spot for seeing Irene kiss.? Okay, maybe it?s just a weakness for seeing two hot Korean sluts kissing so passionately, I don?t know.? But whatever it was, my cock was already stiffening again!

I don?t know if I?ve mentioned it already, but I had this special suitcase with me.? Inside was nothing other than the items I?d brought with me to use with or on Irene.? I had a couple of whips among other correctional devices, I had handcuffs and other restraints, as well, there were a few items of sexy clothing, some fetish underwear I?d picked up and a bunch of toys like a couple of dildos, a butt plug and a vibrator, for example.? You know, the sort of stuff that would embarrass an airport worker if they?d opened my baggage. I put aside the package of fishnet stockings, because since there were two pair in the package, I thought my slaves would look good in matching costumes later on when we went out.? A visual of two sexy Asian sluts strutting down the road in just heels, stockings and collars with leashes, jumped into my head, making me smile.

I got the collapsible spreader bar and ball gag out, picked up my rope and returned to the girls who were still busily sucking face.

?Display position!? I demanded.

Irene immediately drew away from Michelle, who was a little slower to realize what was going on, but both females were quickly in the desired position once more.

Since I had no idea I?d be dealing with two slaves instead of one, my equipment was limited, but I think I came to a fairly worthwhile compromise.

?Fuckpussy, as much as I?ll like to see you gagged and spread, tonight cumwhore will be the only one with that honor.? Tomorrow while we?re out, I?ll get some additional toys to use on you.? I am giving you a task though.? Once I?ve bound cumwhore to the bed, your job is to make her cum as many times as you can.? Cumwhore, strip the covers off the bed then get on it and lay on your back, on the right side.? I sleep on the left.?

Irene did as she was told.? I told her to slide down the mattress so her feet were at the edge, but not hanging over the end of the bed. I then handcuffed her wrists and pulled them up over her head.? Next I tied her ankles to the spreader bar, tied one end of the rope to one ankle, then fed the rope under the bed and pulled it up at headboard end to loop it around her handcuffs before feeding the rope back under the bed and tying it off at her other ankle.? There was about 6 feet of rope remaining, but I would be using that soon.? For now, I lifted Irene?s head, told her to open her mouth, and then as soon as she?d complied, I fitted her with the ball gag.? Irene was now bound and spread, her bald mound accessible to Michelle and me without restriction for the first time in her young life.

After telling Michelle to straddle Irene, I used the last portion of the rope left over from tying Irene, to fashion a leash connecting Michelle?s collar to Irene?s ankle with about five feet of give that would allow Michelle to move around Irene?s naked body almost as much as she pleased.

?If I awake during the night and I want to fuck her,? I said conversationally to Michelle, ?She?ll be ready for me.? If you?re awake too and trying to force her to cum again, just move to the side and help me.? Be prepared to be raped as well though, because I?ll probably want a piece of your hot little pussy before the night?s over as well.?

I left them alone for a minute so I could make use of the bathroom.? While I was in there, it occurred to me I?d never checked on their needs in this regard.? Another thought occurred to me then, that I filed away for later use, instantly dismissing my concern for my slaves? possible toilet needs.

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She knew better than to move, knew that if her hands wandered, she would be punished. He had ordered her to keep her hands where they were, above her head. He was not kind enough to restrain her—to keep her from moving. He wanted her to break, to disobey. His eyes told her to misbehave, that he needed to earn her submission. She whimpered as his fingers moved deeper, rougher. She wanted everything. She arched against his touch as his fingertips drew out a high-pitched whine from her throat....

Price of Betrayal 4 Tanya Learns Her Limits

Introduction: Part 4 When I got home at five till six, my hands were shaking, I was so excited, and I actually dropped my keys on the floor as I was putting them on the table by the door. The house was deathly quiet, and I just as quietly went to my room and changed into my leathers. Then I prepared her room for the aftercare I knew she would need. Barefoot, I made my way to the dungeon. Tanya was right where she should have been, and the first thing I noticed was that she was already...

Lonely twenties Pushed to the limits

At the age of twenty-seven, Lisa was starting to see tough scenarios play out in her life. A lot of her friends were starting to get married and she was still not interested in a long term relationship. As a former athlete in college, she took a job in Miami where despite her background as a white southern woman, she fit right in due to her look. Lisa had black hair, a light tan, slim waist, stood at five-foot-nine and looked exactly like Megan Fox. The job that Lisa worked was a marketing role...

Off Limits

Jenna got there first and it shouldn’t have been that way. For our entire lives she’d always been later than me but the one time I arrived after her became the day I’d regret forever, because those four minutes could have changed my entire life.If only I’d met him first. If only I’d walked faster. If only I’d ignored the road signals and run through the static traffic and not stopped at the newsagent for chewing gum. If only, if only, if only. But I was late. And by the time I got to the bar,...

Edging to the limits

I must admit, I was impressed as soon as I set my eyes on him.His wrists were bound tightly together with a piece of rope that was fixed to the ceiling through a single brass loop. His feet were drawn back toward his buttocks with another piece of rope pulled through the brass loop, keeping them firmly in situ. He hung like this, suspended in the air, his body forming a lopsided "U" shape. His knees were his lowest extremity at around 3 feet from the floor. He was clothed only in a pair of...

Evil Souls Have No Limits

Genre- EVERYTHINGIntroduction:This is chapter one of this series. There will be several chapters. Also, this story will tie INS, coincide, and interact with another author’s story on this sight. I hope you enjoy it. It is just a fiction fantasy and do not condone the acts within nor should this be attempted. I will welcome all comments positive or negative. However, I do request negative responders to speak intelligently if you wish me to take you seriously. I am an amateur at this so hopefully...

Testing the Limits

Ruby slung her beach bag over her shoulder and wandered down the paved pathway that led to her parents’ backyard. A trio of butterflies floated past while trees and lush plants overflowed from raised garden beds, creating a shady oasis from the summer sun. She drew in a breath and let it out in a contented sigh. If it hadn’t been for the two storey house looming over her, it would have felt like walking through a tropical rainforest. She pushed open the side gate and stepped from the enclosed...

Friendly Limits

Author's note: this story gets off to a slow start - I do hope the build up was worth it for you. Although purely fictional, Tess is based on a real person. If she ever reads this she will know it is about her.Tess knew she was different from a very early age. She came from the usual dysfunctional family - the product of an alcoholic dad and a mom who never saw or heard anything. It wasn't so much that she was physically abused, she wasn't; it was the emotional abuse. Tess was always a little...

Limits

Cori's relatives and my coworkers were milling around the funeral home, munching on celery sticks and green bean casserole, and occasionally coming up to me to murmur something soothing and useless. I was still somewhat in shock and denial since the car accident, and I have no idea to this day what they said to me, nor whether my replies made any sense.I do remember when Kenneth from Accounting came over; Ken's hobby was accounts receivable, but his real job as far as he was concerned was the...

No Accounting for TastesChapter 13 Pushing Limits

After his recent experiences with Deanna & Allison, George was almost relieved when it was Erica that contacted him next. The telephone call was short and to the point. "Report at 7 o'clock this evening, please," Erica had said. "Don't make any plans for after that." George had no opportunity to reply before Erica hung up. Erica's call was followed by one from Allison. She gave no indication that she had recognised George at their session but her tone had changed dramatically...

Limits

"I'm not sure I can believe you Chris," Donna told her friend as they sat together having lunch. "Not that I don't believe what you're saying isn't true, but that what your brother's friend told him isn't," she added trying to clarify and mollify her friends hurt look. "Pete has never lied to me," Chris stated, "and I know he wouldn't have told me all this if he didn't honestly believe it too!" she added. "Which is why I decided to come to you with it, if anyone could look...

Lost With Nothing to Lose06 Testing Their Limits

“Really, it isn’t so difficult if you barter. You’re trading time spent in ration lines for other items you need. It’s all about making and maintaining contacts.” “Well, thanks,” Al said, finally backing away. “We’ll see you around.” “Seriously,” Siluzz clucked, shaking her head and marching away from the people in the hallway. “I don’t understand why you feel obligated to encourage everyone to prattle on about the unimportant details of their lives. You don’t have enough time, or will even...

Questioning The Limits

It had only been a week since the incredible experience in the industrial estate. I had spent the week once again in a roller-coaster of emotion. I found the experience turned me on incredibly, and actually wanked to relieve myself daily over the thoughts.But then, I also questioned the experience. How did we go from a cheeky masturbating drive in the car, to watching my first wife exposing herself voluntarily? Then, me encouraging her and her willingness, to fuck not one, but three strangers....

Carols Limits

Friday Night I followed Reggie to the door for a goodbye kiss. He had spent the night, and we had had a good time. I felt the relaxation that comes from sexual release and wanted him to know that I felt good. He turned just before the door and kissed me gently. “Can we go out next Friday?” he asked. “Friday is good,” I replied. Reggie stepped back and said, “I want to take you to meet some of my friends on the team. Shall I pick you up at 6 o’clock? We can get a bite on the...

Evil Souls Have No Limits

I am looking down at an enclosed file. After opening, I read over the file. The file lists my next target. I do not know what this man has done or who wants him dead. He and his family are my next targets. The client demands that an example is made of this family. This is usually why I am hired. Reconnaissance starts with main target John. After a week was spent tracing and tracking his every move, habit, and routine. Next, his wife, two daughters, and son were followed for a week each,...

A warriors bondlove has no limits

"Ungh" Yarek groans a little, closing his eyes so he won't get sick and dizzy, gripping tight still. He uses his toes to grip as well as Kai rolls along the ground, leaping some more. Kai pants heavily as he takes a brief rest, figuring out his next move. Yarek keeps holding on tight, too wary to relax his grip for even one second. After a moment Kai tenses up and takes a huge leap, landing in a barrel roll along the ground then rising into a tight running circle, rolling on the...

Beyond Limits

Part 1 The sun was bright. The day was bristling with sun, and here in this apartment it seemed to burn through the windows as if someone were holding a hot iron up to the glass. All except for in the dining room where a window was broken, and here the sun and the snow poured in and had been pouring in for some time, pouring in where Lexi sat naked, kneeling and holding Cormac’s head in her lap. He was dead, and she was rocking her body and weeping. She was covered with goose bumps and there...

Friendly Limits

Author’s note: this story gets off to a slow start – I do hope the build up was worth it for you. Although purely fictional, Tess is based on a real person. If she ever reads this she will know it is about her. Tess knew she was different from a very early age. She came from the usual dysfunctional family – the product of an alcoholic dad and a mom who never saw or heard anything. It wasn’t so much that she was physically abused, she wasn’t, it was the emotional abuse. Tess was always a...

Pushing the limits

You knock on the door and walk in. You come into the living room but I’m not there. You can hear noise in the other room, so you sit on the couch and wait. I’m finishing up in the bedroom, when I hear you come in. I know you will sit in the living room and wait for me. I light my candle. I touch up my make up and take a last look at my outfit. Tonight I’m kitty. So let me tell you what I look like today. I’m wearing a black camisole, the kind that you would wear a sweater over top. But I’m not...

Testing the Limits

Ruby slung her beach bag over her shoulder and wandered down the paved pathway that led to her parents’ backyard. A trio of butterflies floated past while trees and lush plants overflowed from raised garden beds, creating a shady oasis from the summer sun. She drew in a breath and let it out in a contented sigh. If it hadn’t been for the two storey house looming over her, it would have felt like walking through a tropical rainforest. She pushed open the side gate and stepped from the enclosed...

No Limits

It started innocently enough. They were having sex, good, hot sex, as they had done with decent frequency since before marrying five years ago. At twenty-eight and twenty-six they were still energetic and hot for each other, and regular exercise kept them fit and attractive to each other. Combined with their love for each other and their compatibility, their easy nature and youthful ardor, sex was fairly frequent, in spite of their relatively vanilla expressions of desire. This particular...

Fucking With No Limits

I tell James everything. I’ve only been friends with him for 2 months, but I trust him with all my secrets. One time we were talking and both discovered that the sexual needs we had were mutual. He then asked me if I wanted to live them out with him, and I agreed. I wasn’t nervous at all. I love James, he is the most amazing guy I’ve ever met. I don’t want to date him, I just want someone who I can trust completely and he is that guy. We decided on a Saturday night. I’m clean shaven as I step...

Testing the Limits

It all started when my wife and I were on a vacation in the Dominican Republic.It was February, and very cold in Boston, where we had lived for many years after our marriage. On the spur of the moment we had decided to get away to someplace warm, so we got my parents to come stay at our place a few days to mind the kids and booked a last-minute, four-day weekend trip to one of those all-inclusive resorts. Thirty-six hours later we were on our way.We were both looking forward to the trip, not...

Pushing Limits

We walked in the club, it was dark and private. It was my suggestion to take things up a notch. I was testing his kink, and my own. Could we do something so out of character? Could we not only watch public sex, but could we be brave enough to participate? I knew the answer was yes to both. If the environment allowed for it, I believed that public sex would always be a option for us, once we got over the fear of the first time. We had reached a point in our lives where we were no longer attached...

My Wife The Sex Machine Testing Her Limits

I have a tough time fucking my wife Dana properly. Its not just that she turns me on every time I see her naked. Hour glass shape, long legs, round ass and great big natural tits, that move beautifully when she walks. She looks good in clothes but she looks great naked, so I guess thats why guys dont hit on her constantly Its not just the way she looks though, she also just exudes sex. Ive fucked a fair number of women but Ive never met someone who enjoys the sex act more. She starts off...

Fucking With No Limits

I tell James everything. I've only been friends with him for 2 months, but I trust him with all my secrets. One time we were talking and both discovered that the sexual needs we had were mutual. He then asked me if I wanted to live them out with him, and I agreed. I wasn't nervous at all. I love James; he is the most amazing guy I've ever met. I don't want to date him, I just want someone who I can trust completely and he is that guy. We decided on a Saturday night. I'm clean shaven as I step...

pushing the limits

Pushing the threshold!I see a massage guy “James” regularly. I was str8 till I saw him and over the first few visits, I became aware I am open sexually. He told me during a meeting that he told another client about our get together and the client stated that must be hot to watch. I said “wow’ that would be hot. The next time I saw him I had noticed the lights down a little more than usual, but a lay face down and he began my massage. 40 or so minutes just like a normal massage then as normal...

Tea Party Part 1 Time Limits

"Unca Kev!" That was my niece, Marcy. At six years old her pronunciation was great, but she was milking her cuteness for all it was worth. To drive home the point she was mired in the depths of the princess phase her mother, my sister, claimed that all girls that age went through. She was wearing what looked like a Halloween costume with a little poofy pink nylon dress, T-shirt with a picture of standard Disney fare and a weird conical hat with a streamer coming out of the top. She...

Pushing the limits

You knock on the door and walk in. You come into the living room but I’m not there. You can hear noise in the other room, so you sit on the couch and wait. I’m finishing up in the bedroom, when I hear you come in. I know you will sit in the living room and wait for me. I light my candle. I touch up my make up and take a last look at my outfit.Tonight I’m kitty.So let me tell you what I look like today. I'm wearing a black camisole, the kind that you would wear a sweater over top. But I'm not...

Beyond Integration Limits

Hi, I am a 19 year old college student from Delhi. This incident happened when I was 18 years old and was in high school. My Maths teacher is a perfect big beautiful woman, very tall with very large hips, buttocks and boobs. She had been close to my family and we had known each other much prior to her becoming my teacher in high school, as our families were both tamilians. She had become a widow a few years back and was living alone with her two daughters. From the time I got into 11th...

Limits

CaveatAs ever with the Literotica categories I end up falling between two stools. Is this a D/s love story where the main characters just happen to be lesbian or is it a lesbian love story where the characters relationship just happens to be D/s? Well, it's a bit of both. If you don't like stories where one woman calls another 'Mistress' then this tale is not for you. Furthermore, I've concentrated on the 'Lit' in Literotica. Don't expect hot girl-on-girl action right from the start, although...

Off Limits

When she graduated high school, she was living in Washington with her father. Several fights with her dad's girlfriend later, and she was essentially homeless. She begged her dad for money for a plane ride back to Minnesota and, like always, she got her wish. Sadly, there was no room for her back home. Her mom and her step dad had just moved to a small apartment and couldn't take in another kid. Granted, the second bedroom was unoccupied at the house, so maybe there was more wouldn't...

Love Knows No Limits

Raymond's story: Love at first sight. The life is too hectic and tedious. You ought to plan the thrill when it's a day off, and nothing is as refreshing as a bright Sunday morning. You won't miss a leisurely stroll at the beach or a long exhilarating drive; it really lifts your spirits! I had always been a workaholic for six days a week. On Sundays, however, I was a happy-go-lucky fellow who roamed around with friends for partying. It was my routine until that night I went to Philip...

County Limits

The setting was perfect. A large California mansion, down the coast away from the city, with a huge plate glass window over looking the ocean. The sunny sky outside created a wonderfully warm and enticing atmosphere for the photo shoot at hand, with two of the stars of the hottest show on TV, The OC. "Ok ladies, go ahead and get comfortable on the couch," said David, the photographer. He was in his mid 20s and a bit scruffy around the edges, but both women - Rachel Bilson and Samaire...

A WellLived Life 2 Book 7 SakurakoChapter 45 Overcoming Limits

May 3, 1994, Chicago, Illinois “And here we are again,” Kathy smiled when they walked into Italian Village on West Monroe. “I arranged a private dining room for tonight,” I said. “It’s more intimate.” Jessica squeezed my hand, smiling. Earlier, we’d had a moment when she whispered that she’d be the only one without a date tonight, but I’d do in a pinch. I’d just smiled and nodded, pleased that if she could joke like that, she - we - had come a long way in one year. Tom and Bethany walked...

Getting a Room FChapter 6 Establishing Limits

After Pastor Jake had rescheduled their marriage counseling, Carolyn told Bill that she didn’t know what she thought about future kids. Then she put him in the bedroom while she studied in the kitchen. When she had done what she could, she went in to get her robe and things. He looked up from where he was lying on the bed when she came in, but they kept their silence. When she came back in her robe, he got up and took his own robe into the bathroom. She inserted the diaphragm, got into bed,...

HorseplayChapter 10 Limits

Neil felt like he hadn't slept at all. The air was cool and dry, an unusually good combination in July in the Mountains. He dressed quickly and walked down to the shower. He enjoyed a long, relaxing soak, letting the hot water rush over his head and shoulders, taking away the last bits of his tension. When he got back outside the weather was turning a bit colder, suggesting there might be a nice shower outside as well. Neil took it stoically and dressed a little warmer. He had a judging...

Earths CoreChapter 37 Testing The Limits

Four days after his return home. Zax sighed and lowered his head in resignation as he proceeded to Grandmaster Kartion’s cave. As it turned out, promising to come back from Valgarel every three days became a compulsory routine. His mother insisted, his little sister persisted and his father, recognizing the safe side, just went with the flow. ‘These four days I spent at home were great, but mom and Liz now want me to match every day I’m in Valgarel at home’. The higher his cultivation...

Slut in TrainingChapter 5 Slut Janie Finds Her Limits

Leslie and I took in her 16-year-old twin brother and sister. With our assistance, Billy and Janie had run away for an abusive father at home, flown to Los Angles, and had happily accepted our offer to be sexually trained. In a very short time, they were performing like pros. They soon joined our little sex parties. After just a week of training, Leslie's sister, Janie, was turning into a real slut and had been the entertainment at one of our parties. She had serviced 14 horny cocks, and...

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