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FEBRUARY 19, 2007

Opal disembarked from her BMW, shutting the door. She tossed her briefcase in the trunk, looking around nervously, as she?d never liked Master Sickles?s neighborhood too much.

 

A couple of young black boys, adorned in baseball hats and doo-rags, laughed in her direction. ?Whatchoo looking at, white ho?? one jeered, and Opal flushed, looking at the ground.

 

Every week she promised herself she wouldn?t come back. Her therapist had worked with her for months. ?Opal, you?re a feminist, you?re a valuable person.

 

You?re married to the president of one of? New England?s most prestigious colleges.? Doctor Greenstahl had urged her. ?And it?s so expensive, Opal?it?s not good, having a man treat you this way and even paying him for it.?

 

Opal moved away from her car, praying that no one messed with it. Goddamn Narcissus Sickles, full time slacker,? half-ass student, and part-time Master. Or full-time Master, but not for her.

 

?MALE MASTER LOOKING FOR GENEROUS FEMALE SUBMISSIVES FOR BRIEF INTERLUDES. I WILL LET YOU KNOW WHAT A PILE OF BILE YOU ARE.?

That had been the ad in the free weekly. And Opal had answered it eighteen months ago.

 

As Opal?s high heels clicked down the sidewalk to Master Sickles?s house, she wondered what she?d think of doing to her today. Punching her stomach with boxing gloves? That was a bad one. ?Not that I?d ever (cough) hit your face, (cough) Dirtbag.?

 

Last week, Master Sickles had rubbed Band-Aids in Ben-Gay and put one on each of Opal?s nipples, and then made her hold a nickel to the wall with her nose, while kneeling on bits of gravel. For an hour.

 

She?d thought then he would have gotten her up and they?d have gone through the usual whipping and him allowing her to suck him off. But Master Sickles had just sent her home then.

??I?m not feeling (cough) too social (cough) today, Dirtbag? he?d said this, while putting her five portraits of Ben Franklin in his wallet.

 

Sometimes the sessions were long and interesting?invigorating, like the time he?d tied her to the floor and screwed her pussy with his big toe, or the time he?d chained her to the bottom of a U-Haul truck (she?d rented it for him) and he?d driven along a bumpy road and she?d bounced horribly against the steel floor.

 

Then Opal had complained, so Sickles had actually cuffed her hands to the back of the truck and driven at five miles an hour, making her run behind the thing or be towed for nearly twenty minutes, until a cop had stopped them, and she?d had to bribe the guy.

 

Once, Master Sickles had suspended Opal from a hook in the ceiling, put mousetraps on her nipples and Icy hot on her shaved pussy. Then he?d made her watch him fuck his cute little bimbo girlfriend Bonnie. (The little bitch didn?t even have a high school diploma, and Opal had a PhD in chemical engineering)

 

Every time Bonnie had cum, Master Sickles had jumped up and thrashed Opal?s ass with a thick wooden paddle?and Bonnie had been multi-orgasmic. Up until then, Opal hadn?t wanted to admit how much she was in love with Master Sickles?that she was jealous of that little slut.

 

But it was true, she?d cried bitterly while Master Sickles had fucked Bonnie, and Bonnie had actually made fun of her!

 

Another session had consisted of Opal being forced to clean Master Sickles?s garage floor with a rag in her mouth. Good God, what was she paying him for?? Paying him five hundred bucks to clean her garage floor?? But Opal?s panties were drenched just thinking about it.

Whatever he did to her?the time he?d made her rim out homeless drunk men?s asses at the bus station?she took it all?because after all, he was her Master Master Sickles!

 

Just imagining Master Sickles?s beautiful blond curls, his jutting chin and his contemptuous look. ?Dirtbag? Master Sickles always said. ?You know (cough) you need (cough) this. Just to (cough) remind you of (cough) how loathsome(cough) you really are.?

Poor Sickles. He was her Master, but he was also a consumptive, tubercular albino who had lived in a iron lung from the time he was seven until he was sixteen, back in BiloxiMississippi, where the health benefits weren't too good.

 

But Opal was addicted to Sickles!

 

And it wasn?t as if men didn?t like Opal. She kept herself in excellent shape,  and had a devoted husband who was actually a slave himself...

And during her single years, she'd been quite a princess!

 

It was because men had always treated Opal as if she was a goddess. She?d been her daddy?s little darling, captain of the high school cheerleaders, Homecoming Queen, and then Prom Princess, and it had continued into adult life.

 

Her fantasies had always been shameful and disgusting?until she?d met Master Sickles. He?d made everything all right.

 

Somehow, when she left Master Sickles?s ratty house, bruised and humiliated, the hole in her soul was filled. She had higher self-esteem, and felt great?but she knew it was unhealthy to do these things.

 

Sickles certainly knew how to treat a girl, there was no doubt. And also MEN. Once Opal had come in and seen one of Bristol's aldermen, squatting with his hands tied behind him, as his balls were hanging just over a lit candle. Sickles had the entire house, and often he would have a different person in every room, undergoing some sort of misery.

 

Once the house had been overcrowded with clients, and Opal had been tied up briefly in the attic, where she'd had to watch a flabby fat man kneeling in the corner. According to Sickles, the man lived there and paid most of the mortgage on the house. He came home every night from work, took a vicious whipping and a skull-fucking from Sickles, and then it was upstairs to kneel naked in the corner until bedtime. Weekends the man never left the attic!

Opal took a deep breath and knocked on Master Sickles?s door. Suddenly the door opened, and a woman with short strawberry blonde hair came out, rubbing her attractive buttocks. ?Good bye, Master Master Sickles?? the woman said over her shoulder. ?You too, scum? came Master Sickles?s voice, floating out the door.

 

The woman didn?t even look up at Opal; she just walked around her and went to the street. Opal stepped in. ?Master Master Sickles? I?m here, Sir.?

 

There he was, leaning languorously against the doorjamb. Thick sunglasses, dead white skin, and coughing, as always.

?Well, now Dirtbag?so you?re here. A little early, aren?t we? Hope Cloris wasn?t too freaked about you practically knocking her down when you came in.?

 

Opal flushed. She put her purse in the hallway. Master Sickles rubbed his thumb and forefinger together, and she handed him his five bills. ?Five hundred dollars.? Master Sickles said musingly. ?Maybe I?ll buy Bonnie a necklace, huh??

 

 

Opal burst into tears. SLAP! Master Sickles?s hand slammed her cheek. ?Fuck off, Dirtbag. Your crocodile tears don?t go for much in this house. If you were one quarter of the woman that Bonnie is, you wouldn?t even have to come see me.?

 

Master Sickles spun on his sandaled heel and walked through the tiny kitchen into the living room. Opal followed him, thinking that her West 62ndStreet apartment was actually bigger than this OPALhetic little house in Queens.

 

Master Sickles?s teeth set. ?Take off your bogus business suit, and kneel on the floor, you pig.?

 

Opal took off her business jacket, and unbuttoned her blouse, hoping that Master Sickles would like seeing her lace bra. Nothing affected him though, he just watched as she undid her hose and stepped out of? everything, standing in front of Master Sickles, shivering slightly, though it was August.

 

Master Sickles looked at her critically. ?You are developing love handles, Dirtbag.? Master Sickles snickered as? Opal grabbed her middle. ?Lucky I don?t have to fuck you.?

 

Opal was in a panic. Did this mean?was this why Master Sickles hadn?t allowed her to suck him off during the last few months? Was she fat? Oh, God.

 

Master Sickles grinned. ?Maybe I should put you on Hyacinth?s plan. She?s a tubbo, and I cane her viciously for every pound she?s overweight when she comes here?we get on the scale and everything. When she actually gains weight after a session, I whip her tits.?

 

Opal shivered. She knew the pain of Master Sickles?s cane against her nipples, and it was horribly stinging. She?d once had to rub aloe vera on her breasts for a week after seeing him, though it had been one of the more thrilling sessions she?d had.

 

What was happening today? Was Master Sickles going to whip her? Cover her with clothespins and knock them off? That had happened once. He was such an imaginative little fuck.

 

Master Sickles looked at Opal a bit tenderly. ?You know, Opal, honey. I know it?s difficult being a slavegirl?and you look so lonely. You probably don?t get laid much.?

 

Opal looked at Master Sickles, amazed. Was he?could he be wanting to make love to her? He?d never done that, though often she?d rubbed her clit while kissing his feet.

 

Master Sickles smiled kindly. ?I want you to have love, too, and I worry so much about you, putting all this money into your training. I mean, your billable hours probably barely cover MY billable hours.? Master Sickles snorted at this, and winked at Opal.

 

?So I have a friend, and I want you to meet him. I want you to have an intense time.? Master Sickles turned and whistled, and in a moment, a naked girl, her head shaved, brought in a Great Dane.

 

?This is Duke, honey.? Master Sickles said with a big smile. ?And the creature pulling him I call Dingleberry. I just shaved Dingle?s head because I caught her masturbating with a pair of my underwear. Get the fuck out of here, Dingleberry, and leave Duke with me.?

 

?The bald woman looked at the ground and walked out, and the Great Dane came up to Master Sickles, wagging its long tail.

 

Master Sickles smiled at the dog and rubbed its head. ?Do I have a treat for you, Dukie! Yes, this is better than anything you?ve had in a while.?

 

The dog lay down and Master Sickles walked over to Opal and grabbed her by the nape of the neck, forcing her to the floor. He slapped her ass, hard and she bent it up, and he began playing his fingers in her clitoris. ?Now, then?doesn?t that smell good??

 

Opal wondered what was going on now. Master Sickles rarely touched her private parts with his fingers. He even used latex surgeon?s gloves when he put clothespins and her office binder clips on her mound, but he was stroking her now, and how good it felt!

 

?Yes, there we go?are you hot, honey?? Master Sickles?s voice was quite comforting.

 

?Yes, Master?I feel quite excited.? Opal said, breathing heavily. Master Sickles?s fingers were diligently rubbing her labia, and she was getting more and more excited.

 

She didn?t understand why he?d brought his dog in, but maybe he was going to make love to her, and he liked to have the dog around for comfort.

 

Opal was a bit intimidated with the way that the dog, Duke was looking at her, quite intently. What the hell was that about? She was so naked?

 

Master Sickles rubbed Opal?s increasingly damp slit. Opal was getting more and more enthralled. Master Sickles could be so tender when he wanted to be! Opal began shaking with the desire to cum. Ooooh, it feels so good, she thought, as Master Sickles?s long finger probed her slit, tickling the sides. God this is incredible.

 

As Master Sickles rubbed faster, Opal bucked and gasped. She was getting closer and closer to cumming. She?d hoped that Master Sickles would fuck her, but this was better than nothing. But suddenly, as she was going to cum, Master Sickles pulled his finger out quickly.

 

?Smell it, Duke.? There was a panting. ?Yes, you can lick, it it won?t kill you, boy?though the Dirtbag is a nasty little thing?like motor oil her cum is.?

 

Opal listened dumbly as Duke licked Master Sickles?s finger excitedly. ?Smells good, doesn?t it??

Opal turned around ?Master Sickles, what the hell are you..? Suddenly Master Sickles jumped up and grabbed Opal by the hair and slapped her four times across the face. ?Here I am trying to create a pleasant situation for you, scuzz, and you don?t seem to like it. Want to leave??

Opal?s heart fell into her stomach. She had no idea what was going on, but she didn?t want to leave, ever. Master Sickles turned to Duke. What about the goddam dog, what about her? Why was he?oh no, not that.

 

?Want to fuck something good and juicy?? Opal?s ears burned. ?Oh, Dirtbag you are in for a treat, babe.? Opal heard Dukes? panting behind her.

 

This is awful, she thought. I can?t put up with this! What would Dr. Greenstahl think?

 

Opal felt Duke?s furry form coming up behind her, and all of a sudden he was climbing on her back. Opal?s buttocks, which Sherman had kissed because they were beautiful, were being approached by a? DOG.

Her beautiful buttocks. Opal remembered the previous summer when she and her girlfriends had gone to OceanCity and she?d stepped out of her cut-offs.

 

Opal had been in her bikini thong, and despite being in her forties, all the male gasps she?d heard, and how her girlfriends had giggled?she had a ?Midas Ass? made of gold. And this was what was happening to it! A Dog.

 

Rubbing his filthy nose in her crack, and now she felt his dick against her globes as well!

 

Suddenly, Opal felt Duke climb on and hump her, rubbing his dick against her hole with all his energy. There was panting. ?Oh, you know, Duke, I think I have an even better treat for you, boy? came Master Sickles?s voice.

 

Thank God, he?s reclaimed his sanity. He?s going to get the dog off her and give it some food, and she could dress and leave?or maybe he?d fuck her now. She just had to be degraded before Master Sickles could stick it in?right?

 

Master Sickles pulled Duke off Opal. Thank God, he was just scaring her a little bit. He wasn?t going to?

 

Suddenly, Master Sickles?s thumb and forefinger were on her ear. ?Now then, Dirt-bag, I want you to service Duke a little bit. Make him feel like a sexy macho dog, won?t you??

 

As Opal?s head was forced to suck Duke?s dick, she realized that she was lucky, as such a little scumbag?to have Masters like Master Sickles and Master Duke

 

Looking up,Opal noticed that Sickles had a thick glove on his right hand.

"You'll like this thing, baby" Sickles said enthusiastically. "After Duke works you over a bit, I'm going to spank you with my new stun glove.

 

It has some nice insulation to protect my hand and the terminals inside the glove are (cough) real nasty. This stun glove almost makes my little electric baton obsolete! I spanked my  girlfriend Skinner with it, and she's still at the Emergency Room!"

 

 

 

FEBRUARY 22, 2007

Eustace sat looking at his beautiful Opal. she'd let her hair down and was enjoying the atmosphere of Tooley's the best singles bar in Bristol. So rarely did Opal undo her long, flowing blonde hair, usually she kept it up and tied, and had actually beaten the shit out of Eustace for asking about it just last week.

FEBRUARY 17, 2007

Eustace still hurt. Opal had been playing with Eustace's cock, stroking it slowly and pulling her cute manicured hand away just as he was about to cum. (His wrists were tied above him on the back porch, and the neighbor boys, both offensive little bastards were smirking over the fence)

 

And then Eustace had begun running his mouth. He knew better than to ask for orgasm...

 

Opal wasn't too generous in that department, but she'd looked so hot in her blue and white striped top and tight jeans, and she'd actually spun around and rubbed her curving buttocks, covered in tight denim against Eustace's sweltering, engorged cock now and then when she felt her hand had to take a break.

 

And again, Eustace also wanted to know if she'd take off her clothes, but he'd known better about that one, too.

 

How could he have fucked up so stupidly? He'd been under his wife's lash for thirty years for God's sake. He knew she was temperamental, and that she would make him pay dearly for any nagging...but hell he wasn't asking to cum, or for her to do anything differently that day...

 

and he was damn grateful that she had his cock out, as for seven previous lonely months it had been locked in the Supertube, and she'd not even teased him. She'd been so enraged about his spurt in September...

 

But he'd made the mistake, the egregious mistake that day... "Opal" he'd said hesitantly. Opal had smiled as she was pulling and rubbing Eustace's burgeoning erection, toying with the foreskin with her long magenta nail. "Yes, Eustace, darling?"

 

"I had a request." Eustace kept looking at the floor as Opal played her long pretty fingers around his cock. "Would you get upset if I just asked, ma'am?"

 

"No, honey" Opal's voice syruped out...venom hiding under lots of treacle, eh? "Tell me anything. You know I won't punish you if it's not unreasonable."

 

"Okay, you sure?" Eustace gasped as Opal tickled his frenulum, amazed at her resilience at pulling and tweaking his organ. Oh, she is so hot. "I hope you're sure."

 

Opal smiled, but there was an edge to her voice. "Darling, I find it irritating when you need reassurance." Opal's pretty fingers went from stroking Eustace's ballooning shaft to pinching it. "Are you trying to nag me, dearest?"

 

Eustace had kept himself from screaming as Opal had cruelly pinched his glans Ohh...no please...my glans is so engorged, no more.

 

Opal let go of Eustace's dick for a moment. "Sweetheart" she smiled as she put her head on Eustace's shoulder and kissed his ear.. "You know you can tell Opal anything."

 

"Okay, great" Eustace said. "Would you let your pretty hair down while you stroke me, ma'am? I spent four hours shampooing, blow drying and brushing it yesterday, and I'd just like to enjoy it a bit."

 

Opal began gritting her teeth, and took her hand off Eustace's cock. She reached down and picked up a rat-trap, the dead rat hanging from the metal bar. She took the rat out of the trap and shoved it into Eustace's mouth, and put the trap on Eustace?s' left nipple, snapping it hard. Then Opal punched Eustace in the stomach.

 

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" she asked viciously. "You think I'm going to let my hair down for you, you wussy piece of boloney? Especially after you refused to give me some of your savings so I can have the parlor re-decorated?"

 

Opal's hand went crashing across Eustace's face. Then she slapped him with her other hand and he felt her rings bouncing off his face. Then she scratched his chin with her nails and laughed.

 

Opal spun on her heel and went back in the house, coming back out with a cane. "You want me to take my hair down, you piece of shit?" Opal asked. "I want you to lose your erection. But it's still there. Let's see if we have any incentive."

 

Eustace tried to think of something that would make his erection die, but she looked so hot with her boobs pushing against the striped top...

 

WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK The cane rose and fell on Eustace's cock as he cried bitterly and Opal laughed wildly. Oh God.

 

   

But then afterwards, Opal had forced Eustace to drink about eleven bottles of Evian water and she'd cuffed him to a chair in her parlor, on the lush Oriental rug he'd purchased for her for the twentieth reunion.

 

"I'm going out for a bit, darling, and if you spill one drop of urine on this rug, Mummy will make you scream with acute pain" she'd said, smiling.

 

Eustace's eyes were tearing up and his cock and kidneys were swelled by the time Opal's boyfriend had honked the horn.

Then Trey's wife had dropped by with him, and cuffed him to another chair, kissing him lightly on the lips before leaving

 

"Remember, Trey, you can't pee either. Your dad's punishment will be NOTHING to compare with what I'll give you." And Brandi had trotted out.

 

Within an hour, Trey was crying as his cock bounced back and forth on the beautiful stuffed chair. "Dad, I don't think I can take it!"

 

Eustace smiled grimly. "You'd better... I can't take it much either, kid!" By now his kidneys were painfully pushing his crotch up and out. Eustace's dick was so hard and filled with pee, and of course it was covered with horrible welts from Opal's beating.

Trey decided to rib him.

 

?"What did you do, run your peep through the paper cutter at work?" Trey was sneering, but he knew Mom was a hard hitter.

 

Of course Opal had never laid a hand on Trey until he had chosen a femdom marriage for himself, but now he was fair game, and she'd well paid her son back for sullenness temper tantrums, pregnant waitresses, missed curfews, drug rehabs and poor behavior over 21 years.

 

The most alarming thing that had happened to Eustace earlier that year had been when Trey's wife and Opal had ordered Eustace to suck his son off...Trey had been denied for 94 days and Eustace had been dying to cum...and the promise had been, suck Junior off, and then jerk off yourself, MAYBE.

 

?Oh, that had been horrible, and of course because he hadn't shown proper enthusiasm for the fellating of his oldest, Opal had denied Eustace the orgasm after all...no jerking off for him, and he was now an official incest perv.

 

Eustace kept pushing his legs together now trying to keep his penis from spurting out a bunch of stinking urine all over Opal's mom's antique chair. God, Opal's mom was a bitch.

 

"Don't get Grandma's chair wet, Dad, she'll throttle you with the fan belt" Trey said with a grin.

How Eustace wished he could give his son the finger, but of course his wrists were manacled to the goddamn chair. Yes, Opal's mom, Gert, had been quite a vicious whipper. She would get all her six son-in-laws together and cane them all in a row, with the daughters clapping. Of course Gert was Kappa Gamma Sade Landon grad '54

Ghastly.

 

Trey was not doing well either, he was bouncing up and down on the chair he was locked to, trying not to pee. Oooh. Eustace saw Trey's dick leak a little droplet. Eustace felt triumphant. He knew that he should feel badly for his son, but the kid's smartass attitude pissed him off, so to speak. He would enjoy seeing what Brandi did to Trey later on.

 

"Don't tell her, Dad, I just dripped a little bit" Trey begged, but he could see the malicious joy in his father's eyes. Eustace tried hard to keep his dick still. Trey gritted his teeth. "Promise me you won't tell, Dad. I think I can get away with this."

 

Eustace laughed harshly. "You need discipline; you're a pothead, speed freak, junkie, pill popper, dope fiend and loudmouth extraordinaire. I spent years paying for your speeding tickets and getting you out of trouble, because your mother wanted to have you be raised normally.

 

You know Grandpa on my side was femdom raised, and at nineteen he had to be in bed by seven o' clock, and he wore dresses all the time, and then my grandmother cut his balls off...and you are just OPALhetic. I will tell all, and clap while you're caned and whipped."

 

 

But Eustace saw a gleam in his son's eye, as he watched Eustace thrusting about nakedly on the chair. Trey said with a smile. "Well, misery loves company, you know dad."

Suddenly, Eustace was horrified as Trey began edging the chair he was locked to closer and closer to Eustace's chair.

 

Then Trey kicked Eustace's chair and Eustace fell over, but Eustace had been ready, and he held his penis-pee in...but then Trey reached out and kicked again and again and finally managed to kick his dad in the balls, and Eustace's dick exploded, and pee rained all over the chair, the expensive rug, everywhere ..

 

And then Eustace's butt exploded too, and Eustace realized that Opal hadn't been kind in giving him those nice brownies. Every five years Opal found a way to slip him Ex-Lax...

 

 

FEBRUARY 22, 2007 8:59 PM.

Eustace still wriggled thinking of the horrible whippings he and the boy had taken that night, and how he'd cried with misery when Opal had insisted that Eustace turn over the cash he'd been saving for a speedboat for over 25 years to buy a new Oriental rug and chairs. God that had been so horrible.

 

?Opal had only allowed Eustace $25 out of his paycheck from the time they'd first been married, and never given him raises when the university raised his salary.

 

Eustace had been allowed to keep one third of any financial gifts he'd gotten from relatives, as well as 50 per bonus from the University, so he'd worked his ass off to put money away, and after 25 years he'd saved ten thousand dollars, enough for a small speedboat...and he'd had to turn the money over to Opal and her mother to redecorate because he'd been a bad piss boy.

 

 

Now Eustace had to watch his beautiful wife looking imOPALient as she was waiting at the bar for her latest lover.

 

Eustace of course had to sit by himself near the bathroom, writing punishment lines while keeping an eye on Opal to make sure she was all right.

 

Several times during the evening Opal had already had long groping dances with anonymous strangers, but it was her policy not to go home with anyone until Eustace had Googled them, so she'd just had herself a time...

 

 

God how ghastly it all was! Eustace was really worried that Opal would become annoyed because she was going to have to go home with her husband, and that always made her mad.

 

When Opal felt like a loser, she'd have Eustace strip naked in the parking lot of Tooley's and ride in the back on the floor. Then she'd make him run to the door of the house and stand naked while she walked leisurely to let him in.

 

 

And Opal looked so beautiful. Her gorgeous hair was down and sitting round her shoulders, Opal was also wearing a cute outfit, a halter top with a flimsy sweater over it, and super tight jeans. Even at her age, Opal was probably one of the ten hottest women in this stupid singles bar, Eustace thought.

 

And she keeps talking to all these assholes. It's driving me crazy, it really is, Eustace thought resentfully. I'm such a good husband to her, but whenever I protest, she shoves her pickup's penises in my mouth.

 

EUSTACE saw OPAL look up, and actually look quite lively. Who was she talking to? Oh God, that disturbed young man...Sickles, something Sickles. Young Sickles was almost expelled from Landon a few months ago after he rubbed poison ivy on a faculty wife's nipples--poor Marsden's wife, the Sociology man.

 

How an attractive woman like Effie Marsden would contemplate an affair with an albino twenty-one year old was a mystery, and somehow he'd tied her up and rubbed Poison Ivy all over her.

 

Upon hearing about this, OPAL had joked that she should rub some on EUSTACE's penis just when he was about to masturbate, so he couldn't touch himself without the stuff spreading. OPAL was not a symOPALhetic wife in so many ways.

 

But she was talking to young Sickles now as if they were old friends! EUSTACE felt nauseous. Wait, were they actually....going into the women's bathroom together?

 

 

FEBRUARY 19, 2007

Opal disembarked from her BMW, shutting the door. She tossed her briefcase in the trunk, looking around nervously, as she?d never liked Master Sickles?s neighborhood too much.

 

A couple of young black boys, adorned in baseball hats and doo-rags, laughed in her direction. ?Whatchoo looking at, white ho?? one jeered, and Opal flushed, looking at the ground.

 

Every week she promised herself she wouldn?t come back. Her therapist had worked with her for months. ?Opal, you?re a feminist, you?re a valuable person.

 

You?re married to the president of one of? New England?s most prestigious colleges.? Doctor Greenstahl had urged her. ?And it?s so expensive, Opal?it?s not good, having a man treat you this way and even paying him for it.?

 

Opal moved away from her car, praying that no one messed with it. Goddamn Narcissus Sickles, full time slacker,? half-ass student, and part-time Master. Or full-time Master, but not for her.

 

?MALE MASTER LOOKING FOR GENEROUS FEMALE SUBMISSIVES FOR BRIEF INTERLUDES. I WILL LET YOU KNOW WHAT A PILE OF BILE YOU ARE.?

That had been the ad in the free weekly. And Opal had answered it eighteen months ago.

 

As Opal?s high heels clicked down the sidewalk to Master Sickles?s house, she wondered what she?d think of doing to her today. Punching her stomach with boxing gloves? That was a bad one. ?Not that I?d ever (cough) hit your face, (cough) Dirtbag.?

 

Last week, Master Sickles had rubbed Band-Aids in Ben-Gay and put one on each of Opal?s nipples, and then made her hold a nickel to the wall with her nose, while kneeling on bits of gravel. For an hour.

 

She?d thought then he would have gotten her up and they?d have gone through the usual whipping and him allowing her to suck him off. But Master Sickles had just sent her home then.

??I?m not feeling (cough) too social (cough) today, Dirtbag? he?d said this, while putting her five portraits of Ben Franklin in his wallet.

 

Sometimes the sessions were long and interesting?invigorating, like the time he?d tied her to the floor and screwed her pussy with his big toe, or the time he?d chained her to the bottom of a U-Haul truck (she?d rented it for him) and he?d driven along a bumpy road and she?d bounced horribly against the steel floor.

 

Then Opal had complained, so Sickles had actually cuffed her hands to the back of the truck and driven at five miles an hour, making her run behind the thing or be towed for nearly twenty minutes, until a cop had stopped them, and she?d had to bribe the guy.

 

Once, Master Sickles had suspended Opal from a hook in the ceiling, put mousetraps on her nipples and Icy hot on her shaved pussy. Then he?d made her watch him fuck his cute little bimbo girlfriend Bonnie. (The little bitch didn?t even have a high school diploma, and Opal had a PhD in chemical engineering)

 

Every time Bonnie had cum, Master Sickles had jumped up and thrashed Opal?s ass with a thick wooden paddle?and Bonnie had been multi-orgasmic. Up until then, Opal hadn?t wanted to admit how much she was in love with Master Sickles?that she was jealous of that little slut.

 

But it was true, she?d cried bitterly while Master Sickles had fucked Bonnie, and Bonnie had actually made fun of her!

 

Another session had consisted of Opal being forced to clean Master Sickles?s garage floor with a rag in her mouth. Good God, what was she paying him for?? Paying him five hundred bucks to clean her garage floor?? But Opal?s panties were drenched just thinking about it.

Whatever he did to her?the time he?d made her rim out homeless drunk men?s asses at the bus station?she took it all?because after all, he was her Master Master Sickles!

 

Just imagining Master Sickles?s beautiful blond curls, his jutting chin and his contemptuous look. ?Dirtbag? Master Sickles always said. ?You know (cough) you need (cough) this. Just to (cough) remind you of (cough) how loathsome(cough) you really are.?

Poor Sickles. He was her Master, but he was also a consumptive, tubercular albino who had lived in a iron lung from the time he was seven until he was sixteen, back in BiloxiMississippi, where the health benefits weren't too good.

 

But Opal was addicted to Sickles!

 

And it wasn?t as if men didn?t like Opal. She kept herself in excellent shape,  and had a devoted husband who was actually a slave himself...

And during her single years, she'd been quite a princess!

 

It was because men had always treated Opal as if she was a goddess. She?d been her daddy?s little darling, captain of the high school cheerleaders, Homecoming Queen, and then Prom Princess, and it had continued into adult life.

 

Her fantasies had always been shameful and disgusting?until she?d met Master Sickles. He?d made everything all right.

 

Somehow, when she left Master Sickles?s ratty house, bruised and humiliated, the hole in her soul was filled. She had higher self-esteem, and felt great?but she knew it was unhealthy to do these things.

 

Sickles certainly knew how to treat a girl, there was no doubt. And also MEN. Once Opal had come in and seen one of Bristol's aldermen, squatting with his hands tied behind him, as his balls were hanging just over a lit candle. Sickles had the entire house, and often he would have a different person in every room, undergoing some sort of misery.

 

Once the house had been overcrowded with clients, and Opal had been tied up briefly in the attic, where she'd had to watch a flabby fat man kneeling in the corner. According to Sickles, the man lived there and paid most of the mortgage on the house. He came home every night from work, took a vicious whipping and a skull-fucking from Sickles, and then it was upstairs to kneel naked in the corner until bedtime. Weekends the man never left the attic!

Opal took a deep breath and knocked on Master Sickles?s door. Suddenly the door opened, and a woman with short strawberry blonde hair came out, rubbing her attractive buttocks. ?Good bye, Master Master Sickles?? the woman said over her shoulder. ?You too, scum? came Master Sickles?s voice, floating out the door.

 

The woman didn?t even look up at Opal; she just walked around her and went to the street. Opal stepped in. ?Master Master Sickles? I?m here, Sir.?

 

There he was, leaning languorously against the doorjamb. Thick sunglasses, dead white skin, and coughing, as always.

?Well, now Dirtbag?so you?re here. A little early, aren?t we? Hope Cloris wasn?t too freaked about you practically knocking her down when you came in.?

 

Opal flushed. She put her purse in the hallway. Master Sickles rubbed his thumb and forefinger together, and she handed him his five bills. ?Five hundred dollars.? Master Sickles said musingly. ?Maybe I?ll buy Bonnie a necklace, huh??

 

 

Opal burst into tears. SLAP! Master Sickles?s hand slammed her cheek. ?Fuck off, Dirtbag. Your crocodile tears don?t go for much in this house. If you were one quarter of the woman that Bonnie is, you wouldn?t even have to come see me.?

 

Master Sickles spun on his sandaled heel and walked through the tiny kitchen into the living room. Opal followed him, thinking that her West 62ndStreet apartment was actually bigger than this OPALhetic little house in Queens.

 

Master Sickles?s teeth set. ?Take off your bogus business suit, and kneel on the floor, you pig.?

 

Opal took off her business jacket, and unbuttoned her blouse, hoping that Master Sickles would like seeing her lace bra. Nothing affected him though, he just watched as she undid her hose and stepped out of? everything, standing in front of Master Sickles, shivering slightly, though it was August.

 

Master Sickles looked at her critically. ?You are developing love handles, Dirtbag.? Master Sickles snickered as? Opal grabbed her middle. ?Lucky I don?t have to fuck you.?

 

Opal was in a panic. Did this mean?was this why Master Sickles hadn?t allowed her to suck him off during the last few months? Was she fat? Oh, God.

 

Master Sickles grinned. ?Maybe I should put you on Hyacinth?s plan. She?s a tubbo, and I cane her viciously for every pound she?s overweight when she comes here?we get on the scale and everything. When she actually gains weight after a session, I whip her tits.?

 

Opal shivered. She knew the pain of Master Sickles?s cane against her nipples, and it was horribly stinging. She?d once had to rub aloe vera on her breasts for a week after seeing him, though it had been one of the more thrilling sessions she?d had.

 

What was happening today? Was Master Sickles going to whip her? Cover her with clothespins and knock them off? That had happened once. He was such an imaginative little fuck.

 

Master Sickles looked at Opal a bit tenderly. ?You know, Opal, honey. I know it?s difficult being a slavegirl?and you look so lonely. You probably don?t get laid much.?

 

Opal looked at Master Sickles, amazed. Was he?could he be wanting to make love to her? He?d never done that, though often she?d rubbed her clit while kissing his feet.

 

Master Sickles smiled kindly. ?I want you to have love, too, and I worry so much about you, putting all this money into your training. I mean, your billable hours probably barely cover MY billable hours.? Master Sickles snorted at this, and winked at Opal.

 

?So I have a friend, and I want you to meet him. I want you to have an intense time.? Master Sickles turned and whistled, and in a moment, a naked girl, her head shaved, brought in a Great Dane.

 

?This is Duke, honey.? Master Sickles said with a big smile. ?And the creature pulling him I call Dingleberry. I just shaved Dingle?s head because I caught her masturbating with a pair of my underwear. Get the fuck out of here, Dingleberry, and leave Duke with me.?

 

?The bald woman looked at the ground and walked out, and the Great Dane came up to Master Sickles, wagging its long tail.

 

Master Sickles smiled at the dog and rubbed its head. ?Do I have a treat for you, Dukie! Yes, this is better than anything you?ve had in a while.?

 

The dog lay down and Master Sickles walked over to Opal and grabbed her by the nape of the neck, forcing her to the floor. He slapped her ass, hard and she bent it up, and he began playing his fingers in her clitoris. ?Now, then?doesn?t that smell good??

 

Opal wondered what was going on now. Master Sickles rarely touched her private parts with his fingers. He even used latex surgeon?s gloves when he put clothespins and her office binder clips on her mound, but he was stroking her now, and how good it felt!

 

?Yes, there we go?are you hot, honey?? Master Sickles?s voice was quite comforting.

 

?Yes, Master?I feel quite excited.? Opal said, breathing heavily. Master Sickles?s fingers were diligently rubbing her labia, and she was getting more and more excited.

 

She didn?t understand why he?d brought his dog in, but maybe he was going to make love to her, and he liked to have the dog around for comfort.

 

Opal was a bit intimidated with the way that the dog, Duke was looking at her, quite intently. What the hell was that about? She was so naked?

 

Master Sickles rubbed Opal?s increasingly damp slit. Opal was getting more and more enthralled. Master Sickles could be so tender when he wanted to be! Opal began shaking with the desire to cum. Ooooh, it feels so good, she thought, as Master Sickles?s long finger probed her slit, tickling the sides. God this is incredible.

 

As Master Sickles rubbed faster, Opal bucked and gasped. She was getting closer and closer to cumming. She?d hoped that Master Sickles would fuck her, but this was better than nothing. But suddenly, as she was going to cum, Master Sickles pulled his finger out quickly.

 

?Smell it, Duke.? There was a panting. ?Yes, you can lick, it it won?t kill you, boy?though the Dirtbag is a nasty little thing?like motor oil her cum is.?

 

Opal listened dumbly as Duke licked Master Sickles?s finger excitedly. ?Smells good, doesn?t it??

Opal turned around ?Master Sickles, what the hell are you..? Suddenly Master Sickles jumped up and grabbed Opal by the hair and slapped her four times across the face. ?Here I am trying to create a pleasant situation for you, scuzz, and you don?t seem to like it. Want to leave??

Opal?s heart fell into her stomach. She had no idea what was going on, but she didn?t want to leave, ever. Master Sickles turned to Duke. What about the goddam dog, what about her? Why was he?oh no, not that.

 

?Want to fuck something good and juicy?? Opal?s ears burned. ?Oh, Dirtbag you are in for a treat, babe.? Opal heard Dukes? panting behind her.

 

This is awful, she thought. I can?t put up with this! What would Dr. Greenstahl think?

 

Opal felt Duke?s furry form coming up behind her, and all of a sudden he was climbing on her back. Opal?s buttocks, which Sherman had kissed because they were beautiful, were being approached by a? DOG.

Her beautiful buttocks. Opal remembered the previous summer when she and her girlfriends had gone to OceanCity and she?d stepped out of her cut-offs.

 

Opal had been in her bikini thong, and despite being in her forties, all the male gasps she?d heard, and how her girlfriends had giggled?she had a ?Midas Ass? made of gold. And this was what was happening to it! A Dog.

 

Rubbing his filthy nose in her crack, and now she felt his dick against her globes as well!

 

Suddenly, Opal felt Duke climb on and hump her, rubbing his dick against her hole with all his energy. There was panting. ?Oh, you know, Duke, I think I have an even better treat for you, boy? came Master Sickles?s voice.

 

Thank God, he?s reclaimed his sanity. He?s going to get the dog off her and give it some food, and she could dress and leave?or maybe he?d fuck her now. She just had to be degraded before Master Sickles could stick it in?right?

 

Master Sickles pulled Duke off Opal. Thank God, he was just scaring her a little bit. He wasn?t going to?

 

Suddenly, Master Sickles?s thumb and forefinger were on her ear. ?Now then, Dirt-bag, I want you to service Duke a little bit. Make him feel like a sexy macho dog, won?t you??

 

As Opal?s head was forced to suck Duke?s dick, she realized that she was lucky, as such a little scumbag?to have Masters like Master Sickles and Master Duke

 

Looking up,Opal noticed that Sickles had a thick glove on his right hand.

"You'll like this thing, baby" Sickles said enthusiastically. "After Duke works you over a bit, I'm going to spank you with my new stun glove.

 

It has some nice insulation to protect my hand and the terminals inside the glove are (cough) real nasty. This stun glove almost makes my little electric baton obsolete! I spanked my  girlfriend Skinner with it, and she's still at the Emergency Room!"

 

 

 

FEBRUARY 22, 2007

Eustace sat looking at his beautiful Opal. she'd let her hair down and was enjoying the atmosphere of Tooley's the best singles bar in Bristol. So rarely did Opal undo her long, flowing blonde hair, usually she kept it up and tied, and had actually beaten the shit out of Eustace for asking about it just last week.

FEBRUARY 17, 2007

Eustace still hurt. Opal had been playing with Eustace's cock, stroking it slowly and pulling her cute manicured hand away just as he was about to cum. (His wrists were tied above him on the back porch, and the neighbor boys, both offensive little bastards were smirking over the fence)

 

And then Eustace had begun running his mouth. He knew better than to ask for orgasm...

 

Opal wasn't too generous in that department, but she'd looked so hot in her blue and white striped top and tight jeans, and she'd actually spun around and rubbed her curving buttocks, covered in tight denim against Eustace's sweltering, engorged cock now and then when she felt her hand had to take a break.

 

And again, Eustace also wanted to know if she'd take off her clothes, but he'd known better about that one, too.

 

How could he have fucked up so stupidly? He'd been under his wife's lash for thirty years for God's sake. He knew she was temperamental, and that she would make him pay dearly for any nagging...but hell he wasn't asking to cum, or for her to do anything differently that day...

 

and he was damn grateful that she had his cock out, as for seven previous lonely months it had been locked in the Supertube, and she'd not even teased him. She'd been so enraged about his spurt in September...

 

But he'd made the mistake, the egregious mistake that day... "Opal" he'd said hesitantly. Opal had smiled as she was pulling and rubbing Eustace's burgeoning erection, toying with the foreskin with her long magenta nail. "Yes, Eustace, darling?"

 

"I had a request." Eustace kept looking at the floor as Opal played her long pretty fingers around his cock. "Would you get upset if I just asked, ma'am?"

 

"No, honey" Opal's voice syruped out...venom hiding under lots of treacle, eh? "Tell me anything. You know I won't punish you if it's not unreasonable."

 

"Okay, you sure?" Eustace gasped as Opal tickled his frenulum, amazed at her resilience at pulling and tweaking his organ. Oh, she is so hot. "I hope you're sure."

 

Opal smiled, but there was an edge to her voice. "Darling, I find it irritating when you need reassurance." Opal's pretty fingers went from stroking Eustace's ballooning shaft to pinching it. "Are you trying to nag me, dearest?"

 

Eustace had kept himself from screaming as Opal had cruelly pinched his glans Ohh...no please...my glans is so engorged, no more.

 

Opal let go of Eustace's dick for a moment. "Sweetheart" she smiled as she put her head on Eustace's shoulder and kissed his ear.. "You know you can tell Opal anything."

 

"Okay, great" Eustace said. "Would you let your pretty hair down while you stroke me, ma'am? I spent four hours shampooing, blow drying and brushing it yesterday, and I'd just like to enjoy it a bit."

 

Opal began gritting her teeth, and took her hand off Eustace's cock. She reached down and picked up a rat-trap, the dead rat hanging from the metal bar. She took the rat out of the trap and shoved it into Eustace's mouth, and put the trap on Eustace?s' left nipple, snapping it hard. Then Opal punched Eustace in the stomach.

 

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" she asked viciously. "You think I'm going to let my hair down for you, you wussy piece of boloney? Especially after you refused to give me some of your savings so I can have the parlor re-decorated?"

 

Opal's hand went crashing across Eustace's face. Then she slapped him with her other hand and he felt her rings bouncing off his face. Then she scratched his chin with her nails and laughed.

 

Opal spun on her heel and went back in the house, coming back out with a cane. "You want me to take my hair down, you piece of shit?" Opal asked. "I want you to lose your erection. But it's still there. Let's see if we have any incentive."

 

Eustace tried to think of something that would make his erection die, but she looked so hot with her boobs pushing against the striped top...

 

WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK The cane rose and fell on Eustace's cock as he cried bitterly and Opal laughed wildly. Oh God.

 

   

But then afterwards, Opal had forced Eustace to drink about eleven bottles of Evian water and she'd cuffed him to a chair in her parlor, on the lush Oriental rug he'd purchased for her for the twentieth reunion.

 

"I'm going out for a bit, darling, and if you spill one drop of urine on this rug, Mummy will make you scream with acute pain" she'd said, smiling.

 

Eustace's eyes were tearing up and his cock and kidneys were swelled by the time Opal's boyfriend had honked the horn.

Then Trey's wife had dropped by with him, and cuffed him to another chair, kissing him lightly on the lips before leaving

 

"Remember, Trey, you can't pee either. Your dad's punishment will be NOTHING to compare with what I'll give you." And Brandi had trotted out.

 

Within an hour, Trey was crying as his cock bounced back and forth on the beautiful stuffed chair. "Dad, I don't think I can take it!"

 

Eustace smiled grimly. "You'd better... I can't take it much either, kid!" By now his kidneys were painfully pushing his crotch up and out. Eustace's dick was so hard and filled with pee, and of course it was covered with horrible welts from Opal's beating.

Trey decided to rib him.

 

?"What did you do, run your peep through the paper cutter at work?" Trey was sneering, but he knew Mom was a hard hitter.

 

Of course Opal had never laid a hand on Trey until he had chosen a femdom marriage for himself, but now he was fair game, and she'd well paid her son back for sullenness temper tantrums, pregnant waitresses, missed curfews, drug rehabs and poor behavior over 21 years.

 

The most alarming thing that had happened to Eustace earlier that year had been when Trey's wife and Opal had ordered Eustace to suck his son off...Trey had been denied for 94 days and Eustace had been dying to cum...and the promise had been, suck Junior off, and then jerk off yourself, MAYBE.

 

?Oh, that had been horrible, and of course because he hadn't shown proper enthusiasm for the fellating of his oldest, Opal had denied Eustace the orgasm after all...no jerking off for him, and he was now an official incest perv.

 

Eustace kept pushing his legs together now trying to keep his penis from spurting out a bunch of stinking urine all over Opal's mom's antique chair. God, Opal's mom was a bitch.

 

"Don't get Grandma's chair wet, Dad, she'll throttle you with the fan belt" Trey said with a grin.

How Eustace wished he could give his son the finger, but of course his wrists were manacled to the goddamn chair. Yes, Opal's mom, Gert, had been quite a vicious whipper. She would get all her six son-in-laws together and cane them all in a row, with the daughters clapping. Of course Gert was Kappa Gamma Sade Landon grad '54

Ghastly.

 

Trey was not doing well either, he was bouncing up and down on the chair he was locked to, trying not to pee. Oooh. Eustace saw Trey's dick leak a little droplet. Eustace felt triumphant. He knew that he should feel badly for his son, but the kid's smartass attitude pissed him off, so to speak. He would enjoy seeing what Brandi did to Trey later on.

 

"Don't tell her, Dad, I just dripped a little bit" Trey begged, but he could see the malicious joy in his father's eyes. Eustace tried hard to keep his dick still. Trey gritted his teeth. "Promise me you won't tell, Dad. I think I can get away with this."

 

Eustace laughed harshly. "You need discipline; you're a pothead, speed freak, junkie, pill popper, dope fiend and loudmouth extraordinaire. I spent years paying for your speeding tickets and getting you out of trouble, because your mother wanted to have you be raised normally.

 

You know Grandpa on my side was femdom raised, and at nineteen he had to be in bed by seven o' clock, and he wore dresses all the time, and then my grandmother cut his balls off...and you are just OPALhetic. I will tell all, and clap while you're caned and whipped."

 

 

But Eustace saw a gleam in his son's eye, as he watched Eustace thrusting about nakedly on the chair. Trey said with a smile. "Well, misery loves company, you know dad."

Suddenly, Eustace was horrified as Trey began edging the chair he was locked to closer and closer to Eustace's chair.

 

Then Trey kicked Eustace's chair and Eustace fell over, but Eustace had been ready, and he held his penis-pee in...but then Trey reached out and kicked again and again and finally managed to kick his dad in the balls, and Eustace's dick exploded, and pee rained all over the chair, the expensive rug, everywhere ..

 

And then Eustace's butt exploded too, and Eustace realized that Opal hadn't been kind in giving him those nice brownies. Every five years Opal found a way to slip him Ex-Lax...

 

 

FEBRUARY 22, 2007 8:59 PM.

Eustace still wriggled thinking of the horrible whippings he and the boy had taken that night, and how he'd cried with misery when Opal had insisted that Eustace turn over the cash he'd been saving for a speedboat for over 25 years to buy a new Oriental rug and chairs. God that had been so horrible.

 

?Opal had only allowed Eustace $25 out of his paycheck from the time they'd first been married, and never given him raises when the university raised his salary.

 

Eustace had been allowed to keep one third of any financial gifts he'd gotten from relatives, as well as 50 per bonus from the University, so he'd worked his ass off to put money away, and after 25 years he'd saved ten thousand dollars, enough for a small speedboat...and he'd had to turn the money over to Opal and her mother to redecorate because he'd been a bad piss boy.

 

 

Now Eustace had to watch his beautiful wife looking imOPALient as she was waiting at the bar for her latest lover.

 

Eustace of course had to sit by himself near the bathroom, writing punishment lines while keeping an eye on Opal to make sure she was all right.

 

Several times during the evening Opal had already had long groping dances with anonymous strangers, but it was her policy not to go home with anyone until Eustace had Googled them, so she'd just had herself a time...

 

 

God how ghastly it all was! Eustace was really worried that Opal would become annoyed because she was going to have to go home with her husband, and that always made her mad.

 

When Opal felt like a loser, she'd have Eustace strip naked in the parking lot of Tooley's and ride in the back on the floor. Then she'd make him run to the door of the house and stand naked while she walked leisurely to let him in.

 

 

And Opal looked so beautiful. Her gorgeous hair was down and sitting round her shoulders, Opal was also wearing a cute outfit, a halter top with a flimsy sweater over it, and super tight jeans. Even at her age, Opal was probably one of the ten hottest women in this stupid singles bar, Eustace thought.

 

And she keeps talking to all these assholes. It's driving me crazy, it really is, Eustace thought resentfully. I'm such a good husband to her, but whenever I protest, she shoves her pickup's penises in my mouth.

 

EUSTACE saw OPAL look up, and actually look quite lively. Who was she talking to? Oh God, that disturbed young man...Sickles, something Sickles. Young Sickles was almost expelled from Landon a few months ago after he rubbed poison ivy on a faculty wife's nipples--poor Marsden's wife, the Sociology man.

 

How an attractive woman like Effie Marsden would contemplate an affair with an albino twenty-one year old was a mystery, and somehow he'd tied her up and rubbed Poison Ivy all over her.

 

Upon hearing about this, OPAL had joked that she should rub some on EUSTACE's penis just when he was about to masturbate, so he couldn't touch himself without the stuff spreading. OPAL was not a symOPALhetic wife in so many ways.

 

But she was talking to young Sickles now as if they were old friends! EUSTACE felt nauseous. Wait, were they actually....going into the women's bathroom together?

 

 

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At 21 years of age, Mark Bradford had been serving in the United States Navy aboard an aircraft carrier when he received word of his parent's tragic and untimely death. Mark had two sisters, Kathy, who was five years his senior, was married and living in New York. His younger sister Danielle, or "Danny" as he affectionately called her, was or rather had been living at home with their parents. Although still finishing her last year of high school, Danny had turned 18 just the week before. Mark...

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Holiday Away From The Care Home Spanked Again

Dale and Sandra weren’t even aware that they had upset Ella and the others so much. It had been a nice sunny afternoon and all the college girls were sitting in a corner of the swimming pool patio listening to Miss Mason explain about the project they were going to be doing. Dale and Sandra commented to each other how lovely the girls looked in their skimpy vest tops and very tight cotton shorts and joked about going across their bare thighs for another spanking. Of course, the memory of last...

Spanking
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Little Sis Caught by my big sister wearing her panties again

Author's note: Lil sis: 'Caught by my big sister wearing her panties again' is not part two of 'Lil Sis'. This is another version of the original 'Lil Sis'. I am trying something different and I would enjoy your feedback on this. I am posting the ages at the top of the story because they may change between the different versions of 'Lil Sis' that I have planed. My thoughts with these new stories in the 'Lil Sis" series is that the story can go all different directions, and that is...

1 year ago
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Granny Caught Smoking Pot Again

Vera was smiling as she walked along the promenade. It was sunny and warm and she wore her favourite very pretty bikini, not minding at all that her sagging full breasts pushed the bikini bra down and showed off her deep cleavage, and her tummy ever so slightly bulged over her bikini briefs. She was sixty-five-years-old and felt confident with her body, enhanced by her creased skin, bat wings, fleshy thighs, and her grey hair that reached her shoulders. She felt sexy, though, and knew she was...

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3 years ago
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ILL NEVER LIE MY DADDY AGAIN

She came sneaking in the house around midnight. She was tiptoeing to the stairs.She knew she was supposed to be home two hours ago.Surely daddy would be sleeping now and she could get in bed before he knew she did not make it home by curfew.She put her foot on the bottom stair and then she heard him.Little girl, where in the hell have you been? Do you know what time it is.The breath she had been holding trying to make it upstairs, slowly came out with a long sigh.She knew she was in trouble...

3 years ago
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Never Hiding In Hose Again

NEVER HIDING IN HOSE AGAIN By Rhayna Tera, copyright 2020 Warning: If you don't like reading Fiction Mania stories, then stop reading now. Author's Note: Belladonna's "Hiding in Hose" (mother seizes corporate control from her son and transforms him into her maid): perhaps it's a dark tale rife with unfairness; alternatively, perhaps it's a moral tale of just desserts. This is my (unauthorized) tribute, Fanfiction, to one of the best FM authors. It is set 15 years after Belladonna's...

2 years ago
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Caught Her Cheating Again

To give a bit of background, Troy, our neighbour, had now just turned 23 a few days ago, my wife is now 45. He’s cocky for his age and rightly so. He’s tall and muscular, works out daily, is a fireman and has a cock that is over 8” long and extremely girthy with a head the size of a plum and he’d managed to seduce the hottest MILF in the area, my wife Erin. She’s extremely sexy, at 5’8” and 130 lbs with nice C-cup breasts and a tight ass and waist, once red hair and the sexual attitude and...

3 years ago
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After the Energists Championships Concerts CompletionChapter 50 See You Again

The John Labatt Center, London, Ontario 11:59pm, Friday, January 4, 1980 My future appeared and my beautiful twenty-three-year-old fiancée, who looked to be six or seven months pregnant was beckoning me. I stood seemingly paralyzed as Kaleigh Plyer opened her arms up towards me on the video screens and softly said “C’mon Mike. It’s finally time for me to see you again.” Immediately, the five Energists clapped their hands together, and a powerful ‘time-stop’ bubble was generated within the...

1 year ago
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Jamal Gets Susan Again

The pool area was deserted so we decided to lay out in the sun for a while. After a few minuts my husband got up and went towards the bar. He was gone for about fifteen minuts so I glanced around for him when I saw Jamal walking towards me. I said,"Hello Jamal"He looked at me with a wicked grin and said,"Dam baby you look hot! Let me take you into the pool to cool off."I smiled and said,"OK"As soon as I got up I saw my husband carrying a tray with three drinks so I knew he and Jamal had already...

4 years ago
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Disciplined at Work Again

David walked in to the office still feeling sore from his caning the day before. Susan had had control of him for just four days but had found three separate occasions to spank him, and the caning yesterday was the worst so far. He had to tell himself the worst so far as Susan made it clear she will step up the severity of punishment if his behaviour didn’t improve. David got to the office at 8 O’clock which is well before anyone else arrived to try to settle himself down before he had to face...

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4 years ago
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Sexy Night Again

Honey, It was nice to chat more with Jerry. He is a nice man. He is very picky man which challenged me. He told me that he is very careful in choosing a woman. I was flattered to know that he likes me and my body. I had some insecurities about my body as my breasts were not firm as before. I always doubted about myself if he really liked my body as I had given birth already. Woman's body change once she gave birth specially the boobs. I also worried about the scar on my belly. But he say I...

3 years ago
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Humiliation At The Care Home Yet Again

Dale and Mary had been in the care home for a year now and felt relaxed and settled in. They were sitting in the small lounge at the care home, watching TV, and didn’t pay much attention when Governess Carson came in, accompanied by another young woman. They had to pay more attention when Governess Carson went and switched off the TV, turned and looked at the several grannies in the lounge, and commanded, “Can I have your attention, please?”Everybody knew that Governess Carson was the law in...

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4 years ago
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An Ordinary Adult Sex LifeChapter 5 Start Again

-- SUNDAY, JULY 8, 2007 -- “Oooh...” “Ungh...” “Harder...” “Oh, right there! Right there!” “Yesss...” “Harder! Deeper!” “You’re so good ... So good...” Chuckling, I released some of my right thumb’s pressure digging into the knot on Adrienne’s back. Moving the heel of my hand into its place, I resumed the circular massage motions I’d been using earlier while focusing on the flesh beneath my palms in search of another knot to unravel. My blonde, buxom, bodacious beauty of a supermodel...

1 year ago
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Mommy i dont want to try out for the baseball team again

Mommy I don't want to try out for baseball again!!! By Princess Pantyboy Me, Kelly, Kellie 9-year-old boy Miley 5-year-old sister Mommy 42-years-old looks 21-years-old Grandmother 77-years-old acts like 100-years-old "Mom I don't want to go try out for baseball again! Every year you make me try out, and every year I don't make the team. I am always told the same thing, I am too small or too slow." I stamp my foot on the floor....

1 year ago
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On The Road Again

After an early morning meeting in a small town office building, I gathered my notes and headed back to my hotel where I quickly and efficiently packed up my belongings and checked out. The man at the service desk was very pleasant and I thanked him for his good service then headed for the car.After checking my GPS I headed out onto the open road that would lead me back to home. It had been a long week and I couldn't wait to get to my regular comforts. I kicked on the radio, set the cruise...

Quickie Sex
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Betty Spanked Again

“David, go to the bathroom and get the cream. Change in to your pyjamas as well. I need to talk to your Mother.” David could tell how annoyed I was and walked off. I quickly threw my clothes back on, knocked and immediately opened the bedroom door and switched the light on. There was a gasp and it took a few seconds for the buzzing to stop. “I said straight to sleep Betty didn’t I?” I snapped. I could see the anxiety in Betty’s eyes as I stood over the bed. “Give it to me” I demanded. Slowly...

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3 years ago
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Tricked Again

First of all, I want to tell you that I hated Halloween!  I hated it when I was younger, and I still did at the time all of this took place.  It wasn't always that way, but one year, when I was twelve, some badass teenagers beat me up and took the bag of goodies I had gathered after several hours of going from door to door in my neighborhood.I can still remember the biggest of the teens yelling at me as I lay on someone's lawn, "Trick or treat, aye kid?  This year you get TRICK!"It was the...

First Time
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Alice Is Spanked Again

The holiday was going by all too quickly for Alice, although she had already agreed to meet up with Melanie when they got home as they didn’t live very far from each other.Melanie had retained her very strict and quick to discipline attitude towards Alice who, at fifty-eight-years-old, loved submitting to eighteen-year-old Melanie. What was better, for Alice, was to find out that she wasn’t the only granny figure to be disciplined by a teenager at the camp. Although Alice hadn’t realised when...

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2 years ago
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BEING NAUGHTY AGAIN

BEING NAUGHTY AGAINA MOTHER DAUGHTER CONNECTION Hi again, it’s Christy and I’m sitting here once again thinking all sorts naughty thoughts. As you all ready know the main focus of most of my stories has always been my sexual relationship with my father; needless to say that it has been the center of my life for many years and the most gratifying as well. I started having sex with my dad right after I returned home from collage. I was in my early twenties and my parents had just spilt up; at the...

3 years ago
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Chapter 9 Enslaved Again

The Slave Returns: MartaI was – once again – astonished by this man while he sobbed in my arms. I held him tightly, kept him deep inside me with my legs around his back, and smoothed his hair, whispering soothing words, and kissing him.This poor man. He was, by any account, extraordinary, and had overcome enormous obstacles to become the man he had. Yet, along the way, no one had ever loved him, or cared if he healed.I didn’t know if I was capable of loving him, or anyone, but if I could...

BDSM
1 year ago
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Monica More Than A Cleaner Again

Jeff was getting increasingly concerned that his friend, Dave, was still in the house, as Monica was due to arrive in just a few minutes. Dave was also forty-eight-years-old.Jeff realised that it was probably his own fault as he had described how Monica always wore skimpy clothes which were usually a vest top with their midriff, and a very short very tight cotton skirt, all of which showed off her well-toned arms and legs and flat tummy. She was also well developed and the vest top tended to...

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1 year ago
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Anu ChachiAunt Sleeps in My Room Again

I woke up next morning around 8 AM. I looked towards my left tose whther Anu chachi is there but saw only Rinku who was still deep sleep. Anu chachi had already left. She usually wakes up around 6 AM every morning just like my mother as they had a lot of morning chores to take care of. I sat in my bed and the last night visions came back to me. Again and again I could see Anu chachi lying in my bed with her sarree above her knee as I gazed upon her flawless beauty standing in front of the...

4 years ago
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Psycho Bitch Strikes Again

My hands slithered down onto her lower back just above her butt. "Oh, you like making love to your girlfriend, don't you, psycho bitch," I moaned, kissing her.She brought her lips right off mine. "I told you not to call me that, Hannah," she reminded me, halting her thrusts."Come on, you are my psycho bitch, Miranda, don't forget that," I made clear, sliding my hands over to her face. "I love you.""I love you too, but I told you not to call me that. I was a psycho bitch up until our the first...

Exhibitionism
3 years ago
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Thanks Giving Again

A year later and a lot had happened. After learning to know the Joy's of a good family relationship with my brother Steven.Even him still being g a virgin at that time, he taught me so much that I would not have imagined. He was quick in the uptake and together, without knowing it, we gave each other what we needed.I'm still a lesbian and nothing is going to change that. I mean I've tried it with men. After having the crap fucked out of me by Steven, I just had to try it. Unfortunately no one...

2 years ago
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Motel receptionist again

I’ve decided I’m writing these down just after they happen now and not waiting, I’m getting so much action in this motel I’m beginning to think that the men around here have issues.So it’s 6am this morning, and I’m asleep alone for what feels like the first time this week. I’m woken up by the feeling of someone climbing in under the sheet next to me. Half asleep I open my eyes and it’s the little receptionist from the front desk. She had left my room with her security guard boyfriend the...

4 years ago
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Nikki Sees Mrs Denver Once Again

Mrs Denver sat in her study when Charlotte pressed the intercom. “Nikki Pearson is here to see you, Mrs Denver.” “Send her in,“Mrs Denver replied. Charlotte watched the 23-year-old walk towards the study door as much in wonder as thinking about the pain Nikki was about to endure. Charlotte had seen so many students go in to the study with trepidation and come back out with tear-stained faces, rubbing their bottoms. She wondered what it was like to be caned and wondered whether she would ever...

Spanking
1 year ago
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Tommy Again

By reading this story, you agree that you are at or above legal age in your location. Certain sexual activities depicted in this story are safe only in fictional literature. Be safe. Use a Condom.This is the story is a work of total fiction. Any resemblance to real people, dead or alive, is purely coincidental. All feedback is appreciated. Tommy, Again Written by: Bill hudleyJen came out on the deck, where I was cleaning up the deck chairs, with the phone in her hand."Phone call honey, I...

Gay Male
2 years ago
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emma Finds her Mistress Again

Andrew had recently got a new job. We were driving to spend Saturdaywith his new boss, John, and his wife. I had not met either of them and I knewI wanted to make sure that they liked me. Their house was about 45 minutesaway from ours and on the drive I found myself daydreaming about the past.About my adolescence. Just before I left school I had a crush on a young teacher. It was her firstteaching post and she was only just older than me, though she actually onlytaught me a couple of lessons...

2 years ago
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Psycho Bitch Strikes Again

She brought her lips right off mine. "I told you not to call me that, Hannah," she reminded me, halting her thrusts. "Come on, you are my psycho bitch, Miranda, don't forget that," I made clear, sliding my hands over to her face. "I love you." "I love you too, but I told you not to call me that. I was a psycho bitch up until our the first day of our weird relationship, but I just don't like it." "Okay, Miranda," I bitched, breaking eye contact. "I'll stop calling you...

3 years ago
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Shes All That Laney Boggs Meets Taylor Vaughan Again

It had been a few years since Laney Boggs graduated from Torrance High School. Now, she was a junior in college but in that long a time, things had changed irrevocably. College wasn't anything like the way she remembered high school. Almost everyone was from out of state and few people came from her old institution where she had a reputation for being unpopular. Even if the situation was different, it wasn't likely anyone would believe she was a geek in high school. She'd long since...

1 year ago
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Caleb 27 Back again

Dianna led us into a room, holding the painting I had given her. I could see she had tears in her eyes, and I knew they were happy ones. I was pleased that I had managed to repair at least some of the damage I had done at the farm when I’d been so angry over the attack. She walked to one side of the room, and I saw the photograph the painting was based on on the wall. It was yellowed and faded, in a small frame, and was about half the size of the painting. Dianna took down the photograph and...

3 years ago
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Home for Christmas Again

The next morning I felt different, as doubts started to plague me, while I admit to having enjoyed what had happened to me yet it also scared me. I had butter flies in my stomach as it occupied my mind as I sat there trying to eat some breakfast. Mother told me she had some errands she wanted me to do for her, and in a way I felt relieved. It gave me a chance to get out of the house, as I went about the errands all I could think about was how I felt, alone, scared, and was I a queer? I knew...

3 years ago
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Going Down Once Again

"Wait! Hold the elevator!" My heels clattered against the floor as I made a run for it. I couldn't afford to be late. I was on my way to a business dinner with my boss and a prospective client for the architectural firm where I was employed. It was an important client, and we really needed the contract. I hadn't met Mr. Grant face to face yet, and I wanted to make a good impression so I took a little extra time with my appearance, hence the rush. I was in a little black number that hugged every...

1 year ago
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Jon John Whats the difference Part 3 There and Back Again

Jon? John? What's the difference? Part III. There and Back Again In part 1, Karoscan-34 and Dratto-29 (eleven dimensional creatures and university students), changed the name of John Smith to Jon Smith in an alternate universe, as part of their term project. In part 2, largely as a result of the name change, Jon fell into the clutches of Janice, an embittered lesbian (along with her lesbian and man hating lover, Dr. Athena) and Minerva, a vicious and sadistic dominatrix. At the end...

3 years ago
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Home for Christmas Again

The next morning I felt different, as doubts started to plague me, while I admit to having enjoyed what had happened to me yet it also scared me. I had butter flies in my stomach as it occupied my mind as I sat there trying to eat some breakfast. Mother told me she had some errands she wanted me to do for her, and in a way I felt relieved. It gave me a chance to get out of the house, as I went about the errands all I could think about was how I felt, alone, scared, and was I a queer? I knew...

Lesbian
2 years ago
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This Will Never Happen Again

The old gentleman took his seat in the solarium as he did every day at 3:00. He looked out at the driving rain and smiled. Sitting back, he took a small metal object from his pocket and pressed the button on the side.In an instant, he was sitting at a desk in his small garage apartment. He smiled again as he saw the notation on his notepad, October 26, 1944 – 3:00. Moving the chair back, he stood when he heard the light knocking on his door.Opening the door, he stood back as he said, “Good...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi
4 years ago
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Through the Window Again

I had the whole story written up and wanted to post it all at once, but unfortunately, people do not like long stories, as I have found out with previous stories. So I am posting this story in separate parts, sorry for the wait. *** How had I been so stupid. There had been so many countless indicators, her smaller size, her scared eyes, her different scent and taste, her shaved pubs, her tight pussy, hell even the orientation and feel of the room had been off. It was not Desma I had raped in...

2 years ago
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To Love Again

I’ve got a little story for you. See, I’m not the prettiest chick you have ever seen, I’d give a five-foot ruler a run for its money, and over the years, I’ve let myself go a bit. I’ve got broad shoulders and the arse to match and biggish round tits that gravity has been trying to take down for a while. Anyway, I teach apprentices. One day, I got this kid in my class that stood out a little from the rest. He’s what many would call an Adonis. I looked at this kid and thought, ‘Shit, he...

3 years ago
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An Ordinary Adult Sex LifeChapter 26 Until We Meet Again

-- THURSDAY, MAY 22, 2008, THREE MONTHS LATER -- “Dead cow, dead chicken, or dead mystery meat?” The beautiful blonde coed with big tits and blue eyes jutted her hip out to the side and put the other hand on it. Giving me an amused look, she asked, “Haven’t we done this before?” I grinned and replied, “Indeed we have.” And without waiting for further response, I grabbed a grilled chicken breast with my pair of tongs and dropped it onto her plate. Tammy Toth grinned, got up on her...

2 years ago
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Never Again

The house was dark and quiet when I got home. It had been a very long day at work, with both lunch and dinner eaten on the fly. As I shed my jacket, my ears pricked up at the sound of music from upstairs. Soft jazz was drifting down through the house. Smiling, I headed up to the bathroom where I was pretty sure I would find my lover Dee. Dee had been living with me temporarily while her apartment was being painted. It was a bit of a trial for us as a couple, too. My wife Angie, who was Dee’s...

Straight Sex
3 years ago
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Finding Excitement With My Wife Again

“Another drink, Urvi darling?” I asked, stroking my wife’s half exposed thigh under her pleated skirt, throwing a furtive glance at the middle-aged couple seated about fifty feet away from us across the balcony seating area of the restaurant we were at overlooking a deep valley.“Noooooo, Rishi.” Urvashi shook her head with her eyes half-closed, rubbing my hand with hers and helping me stroke her thigh. “Too much.”The husband was trying his best to pretend he was not staring at my...

1 year ago
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Amnesia Virgin Again

I walked into my apartment for the first time in nearly four months. My husband dutifully escorting and helping me walk, along with my crutches. My left leg was still broken from the accident and the doctors said I would still need them for another week or two. Most of the rest of my injuries had fully healed, only a handful of scratches and bruises remaining, aside from my leg, indicating the horrific car wreck I was lucky to walk away from. I looked around the living room seeking out the...

Straight Sex
2 years ago
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Stretched again

Well after being apart for over a year I finally had the chance to see him again!! I had butterflies all day knowing I was going to see him. I felt like it was our first time all over again. I've missed him so much. His firm touch, soft skin, sexy smile, and soft lips. My stomach was flipping as I knocked on the hotel room door. He opened the door with no shirt on and a smile and he took my breath away once again. His chest and arms were so much thicker then I remembered, man I never thought...

2 years ago
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A Very Naughty Girl Again

It was just one of those nights, I guess. My boyfriend and I were in town and for some stupid reason that only couples know why, we started to argue. I can’t even remember about what the argument was about now, it was that stupid. But argue we did, and I watched with some dismay as John left the nightclub in a huff. I honestly thought he would come back before it closed and so I stayed behind, had a few more gin and tonics and started to people watch from the balcony. It was quite an amusing...

Exhibitionism
3 years ago
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Never Again

The weeds were the first thing I noticed as I made my way along the paved path to Ben’s front door. My gaze followed the twisting lengths as they pushed through the cracks and strangled the roses once tended by me. It made my stomach drop to see how much he’d let it all go, as if the act of maintaining something that had meant so much to me was more than he could stand. Almost six months had passed since we’d spoken. A closing door and a couple of boxes filled with the belongings I’d left here...

Straight Sex
4 years ago
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OHGirl Velvet Home Again

OHGirl: The girls were sleeping and Mikey and I were lying naked in bed, after a long round of intense sex. He was rubbing my gargantuan belly, with a special cream to prevent stretch marks, while I was rubbing the cream on my swollen breasts, pulling and pinching on my long, thick, erect nipples. I was still horny and my sexual addiction was running high with my surging hormones. I was now two weeks past 7 months pregnant with triplets and my doctor said that they could arrive at any time. Our...

4 years ago
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Sukky Foxxe forced to cum over and over again

Halloween.Sukky arrived back in Amsterdam on schedule. She had been right, Joe was not impressed that she was working into, and over Christmas. He would have been even less happy if he had known the true reason why, The Company wanted to wine and dine fellow businessmen, and they wanted Sukky to entertain them, with her company, or to put on a show for them. They wanted her to fuck them. Sukky was contracted . She’d been eager to sign that contract, and despite missing out on Christmas at home,...

3 years ago
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Ashleys Pussy Is All Wet Again

1 I was sitting at the typer, trying to filter the streams of shit flowing throughmy brain into something pure and true and simple. Ya right. ?Fuck writing,fuck writing, fuck writers, fuck writing, I should just write obnoxious sexstories,? I mumbled to myself, frozen and dumb, and then the phone rang. ?Truthor Sex, no contest, no shit, this had better be a female,? I said, pickingup the phone. ?Hello,? I asked, hopeful but cool. ?Hello?! Lance?? Her voice was semi loud, dangerously close to...

1 year ago
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Sharing My Wife Again

At the time this happened, Shelley and I had been married for about four years, and had since had a daughter, which had basically put our exciting sexual exploits on hold for a while. In fact, it had been over three years since we did anything involving other people – something that we’d got into quite a bit before having our child. So, in October, 2019, we’d been invited to a charity dinner ball, in light of Shelley’s fundraising work for this particular charity. It was a proper black...

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