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November 5, 2003

November5, 2003

Jake got off the bus in Times Square with Aideen Higgs, known otherwise as Kandikorn, a stripper in Tunstall, the village that housed St. Pembroke?s, Jake?s prep school.

?Now I?m going to give you the experience that you?ve been waiting for, Jake.? Aideen said this, smiling. ?You?re going to pay for dating and ditching all those townie girls?one of whom is my younger sister Janet.?

Jake snorted. ?Shut your face, you slut.? He was here for a good time, though he wasn?t sure what yet. At eighteen, it was time he started living, that was all he knew.

Aideen and Jake walked into Coaster?s Girlhaven, an adult bookstore, and she took Jake to the back, nodding in a friendly way to the Arab manager behind the counter. Jake had never seen so many pictures of naked girls?all over the magazines, on the? VCR boxes, Lordy.

?SLAVEBOIS & DOMGIRLS? screamed one of the titles of the magazines. Jake grinned at it. That was one of his secret stash?he got the subscription sent to a P.O. box in Tunstall, along with ?MISTRESS MOIRA?s MONTHLY? and ?YES MA?AM? magazines.

In seventh grade, Jake had ripped the sections on bondage and discipline out of the Penthouse Forum magazines in the back of Tunstall Drugfair,? and then later he?d moved on to more sophisticated publications. He didn?t know what it all was about, this weird, sick interest he had in girls ordering him around?

Certainly, in real life, it was the other way around. Jake grinned as he remembered? poor Janet, sneaking into his dorm room night after night to fuck him?and how he?d convinced her to fuck the other guys on the floor, and then how they?d rolled her in cow shit. What a riot!

Aideen was hot stuff, man. Watching her butt twitch in front of him in that little skirt was driving Jake wild. Why the hell can't she let me play with her boobs? She's seen me naked and done HORRIBLE shit to me...you think that would be enough, right?

Finally Aideen got Jake into the back of the store, where? the video peepshow films were, and she ordered Jake to strip naked and get into one of the booths.

?What the fuck?? Jake asked, horrified. ?You heard me? the stripper said calmly. True, Jake had, during a few paid sessions, stripped naked for Aideen and let her whip his bare ass in her seedy little apartment in the Central West End of Tunstall, otherwise known as Dumpville, but this was a little different.

?C?mon Jakie, you wuss.? Aideen said, staring straight at him. ?You want something new, right? Something new ain?t just watching the peepshows, you done that before. Take off your clothes before I rip ?em off.?

Suddenly the Arab manager walked into the back. ?Do not do dis in the boot? Aideen. Use my back room. The men are there, anyway, so??

?No, no, Bashi. The booth works fine for our little suckpig here. Take off yer fuckin? clothes!? Aideen shrieked, and Jake, aroused at the little blonde in her tiny miniskirt and halter top, obeyed.

When Jake was naked, Aideen pushed him into the booth at the far end, and Jake jumped as Aideen pulled out the chair that you were supposed to sit on to watch the flicks.

Suddenly Aideen grabbed Jake?s wrist. ?Put your hands together behind your back, I brought our handcuffs, honey.? Aideen purred this as Jake was staggered.

But obedient as always, Jake put his hands behind his back, the cuffs clicked, and then? Aideen pushed Jake to his knees in the tiny little booth.

Aideen then pulled a spraycan out of her purse and began spraying Jake all over his body, and to his horror, his chest hair and testicle patch began falling out. ?What the fuck is that?? Jake screamed.

Aideen grinned and read aloud from the spray bottle. ?Permanently remove body hair from anywhere with no discomfort, naturally, without harsh chemicals or side effects.

Perma Hair Away is a truly revolutionary product! It first slows down, and then permanently stops hair growth.

The one-of-a-kind formulation utilizes enzymatic action to inhibit hair growth by changing the structure of the hair follicle.

It is non-toxic and completely natural, so you?ll experience no discomfort or side effects from using it. Even course abundant hair can first be made finer, and then eliminated altogether?

?They say it?s better than Nair.? Aideen said as she finished the spraying job. ?Now be fortunate I don?t make you eat the hairs up off the floor of this repulsive little closet, honey.?

Suddenly Aideen stepped out of the booth and she shut the door, and Jake waited, wondering what the crazy bitch was up to.

Jake shivered, thinking of what his teammates on the St. Pembroke?s Pelicans would think?he wouldn?t be quarterback for long if they saw him like this!

The door opened, and a tall black guy wearing a green coverall with? RASPUTIN stitched in white letters on his right chest looked in. ?You the cock-sucka?? he asked.

The fuck? ?No, man, I?m just waiting for my girlfriend? Jake responded, not impolitely.

?Yo? girlfriend?? Rasputin responded, laughing. ?You dumb-ass enough to be naked on yo?knees wit yo? hands cuffed, and you think that bitch out there is you? girlfriend. Man, I just paid her five dollars so you?d suck my dick, and you gonna do it.?

Suddenly, Jake?s cock became hard, and as he looked up at Rasputin?s grinning black face, he wondered if he was turning out like Uncle Livingston.

Jake recalled the summer before when he and his sister had trailed Uncle Livingston to a public park in their town, and as they?d watched from behind a tree, Uncle Livingston had taken off his clothes and knelt on his knees in a clearing. Uncle then would slap his balls and twist his nipples and shake until men wandered into the clearing and began kicking and slapping him, and eventually pushing their dicks in his mouth.

And of course Jake?s first exposure to ?Mistress Moira?s Monthly? had been when he?d gone through Uncle Livingston?s things after reporting Uncle?s activities to Dad and having Uncle committed. Go figure, right?

But before Jake could think much further, Rasputin grabbed him by the ears and pushed a huge cock into his mouth. Jake?s throat began choking as the dick went in and out. Just outside the little vid closet he heard Aideen say, ?You were such a big skull fucker to my sister and her friends, now enjoy yourself, dickwad.?

And as Jake looked out, weeping after Rasputin shot his wad down Jake?s throat, he saw a line of stumblebums obviously culled from the? mission next door, waiting their turn for his obedient mouth. Oh Great Scott!

FEBRUARY18, 2005

Oh, it hurt! slave jakob cowered in the corner, where he had been sobbing with his pants down for the past forty minutes. He and Miss Priscilla and Lisa and Beaumont and Shirl and Jeff had been having such a nice evening.

Until Miss Priscilla had gotten annoyed because slave jakob had told an off color joke. What the hell was wrong with that? ?What?s the new African American credit card? Massa Charge? wasn?t that bad, and Jeff was maybe one fifth black, he shouldn?t have been so offended.

And they didn?t understand the nature of slave jakob?s relationship with Miss Priscilla, until of course the bitch had taken his pants down in front of the other four and whaled on his butt with her bedroom slipper.

And it was a cocktail party! Here they were, sophisticated college sophomores, and engaged, and it was great to get to know other couples from other schools.

Sure, everyone knew the story of slave jakob and Miss Priscilla here at Landon, but? how slave had hoped that they could befriend normal people elsewhere.?

Miss Priscilla had told him while she was putting on her makeup, preparing to go to this party. ?If you behave like a normal man, you?ll be treated like one.? And slave jakob at the time had snorted. ?I?m normal, of course I am. I?m a regular guy.?

Miss Priscilla had gotten up from her makeup organizer and stalked over to him, still in her ruffled beige bra and panties, as she didn?t want to get blusher on her little black dress before she went out the door. KICK!

Miss Priscilla had given it to slave jakob right in the balls, and he?d fallen over. ?You behave like a total asshole. Do it at this party, and you?ll regret it. I?m carrying my bedroom slipper in my purse.?

And of course slave jakob had fucked up, big time. As he wept in the corner, he heard his friends talking about him.

"That's fucking incredible, Pris" Lisa laughed. "I can't believe he lets you do that."

Priscilla chortled. "So what else does he let you do" came Beaumont's voice, and then Priscilla said. "No, take your hand off my leg, Beau. I have full friends with privileges rights, but you can't have any. But maybe I'll suck Jeff's dick, and make poor Jake lick his balls, what do you think of that?"

As there was a stunned silence, slave jakob buried his face in the corner, waiting to die.

SEPTEMBER 12,2006

Priscilla smiled as slave jakob stayed kneeling in the middle of the floor of the Griselda Hildersham Tibshelf Memorial Smoking Lounge in the Kappa Gamma Sade House, his lips covered in Thebalm Lip Plumper Tinted Lip Gloss while slave jakob knelt humbly.

"Come all ye freshman boys...the Little Brothers of the Kappa Gamma Sade Girls. Everywhere else, there are Little Sisters to frats, but you fellas are the Little Brothers. Come get your dicks sucked as part of this weeks Pledge Party!"

As the grinning 18 year olds crowded up to stick their dicks in the Plumped Lips of the Heisman trophy winner, his heart sank...

DECEMBER 20, 2006

slave jakob tried to move in the Hole. The Hole was about the size of a real short elevator...and who on earth would build a metal box, and put it in a pit under the Kappa Gamma Sade House?

slave jakob had been in the Hole for seventy-two hours, ever since he'd pissed off Miss Priscilla...had it been his fault? It had been his time to cum, for God's sake, he'd been jerking his willy, like he was allowed to do every Sunday, after a painful week of serving Priscilla in every way...and when he knelt before her, watching her smirk, tossing her bleached blond hair in her snug cashmere top...he'd unzipped and pulled out his willy..and began jerking.

But then, when slave jakob had been about to cum, Priscilla had stopped him. "I want proof of your devotion, slave jakob." she'd said. "I want you to prove you are dedicated to me by putting your orgasm off for a week. I know you didn't get to cum last week because of neglecting my ironing, but I want you to put it off one more week to show me how much you think of me."

slave jakob's eyes had brimmed with frustrated tears. It wasn't fair...he'd been celibate for fifteen days now...and he'd sucked Prissy's pussy daily, serviced her lovers (painful since he and Priscilla were engaged to be married the day after graduation) cleaned the rooms of every girl on Floor Eleven of KGS.

Because slave jakob was on Yellow Ribbon status--meaning he could be physically punished by any woman in the house, but not allowed sexual pleasure from any but Priscilla--it had been miserable.

Sure, it had been nice when he'd been on Green Ribbon--then he could be sexually pleasured by any woman on Floor Eleven, but not any other floor, but with Green Ribbon prohibited him being punished by anyone but Priscilla!

'Course at the time, slave jakob had been mad because he wasn't on Pink Ribbon, which would have allowed him to fool around with any girl on any floor in KGS. That Thomasine on Floor Two!

But Yellow Ribbon was the worst--Blue Ribbon was bad, where you had to suck men off, the boyfriends of any woman who ordered you...but at least there were sex privileges with the girls. But with Yellow Ribbon, he'd been beaten by a fat girl, a nutrition major appropriately, because he hadn't dusted the pictures of her cats back home! Ugh.

But poor slave jakob had been so good, hoping that he could cum. They couldn't afford a chastity device for him, so every night Priscilla had insisted on going over to slave jakob's frat house and pulling his pants down in front of all the guys doing shots and Playstation, and feeling his cock up to make sure he'd not jerked off, or been unfaithful.

And if slave jakob looked a little embarrassed or resentful, Prissy would pull him over her knee and beat his ass in front of all his smirking frat brothers! slave jakob had no friends left.

"Which is fine" Priscilla told him. "You're not going to be playing golf, or watching sports or hanging out with guys when we're married, toilet-boy. Just staying at home, filing my nails for me..."

But three days ago slave jakob had gotten mad and began arguing with Zoe about his orgasm, and his right to jerk off...and she'd hogtied him and she and her friends had dropped him in the Hole, which was pitch black.

You couldn't go to the bathroom, except by peeing or shitting on yourself, and you had to eat peanut butter on rice cakes that was dropped down...licking it up with your mouth since hands were cuffed.

slave jakob was miserable, and he could barely move around in the Hole. Dark, shit filled and cramped. How could it be worse?

Suddenly, the top to the Hole opened. slave jakob knew that the Hole was covered by a trapdoor in the KGS potato cellar. The light, though dim, came in and nearly blinded him, as slave jakob's eyes had been in total darkness.

"Miss Priscilla" slave jakob called. "Are you letting me out? I'm sorry I was whining! I'll hold off from orgasming til after we're married, if you want!"

"Shut up, dork." It was the voice of Beth on Floor Two. "Who is that, Jake Hilliard?" came Thomasine's voice. Oh God. slave jakob had such a crush on her.

"No you aren't getting out, idiot." came Beth's voice again. "But you ARE getting company!"

"No, there's no room in here!" called slave jakob. But it was too late, A naked, blindfolded form fell down next to him. Before the trapdoor shut, slave jakob saw a pretty girl with curly natural blonde ringlets, and beautiful full breasts with clothespins on the nipples.

"(Sigh) Hi, I'm Zoe." the girl said. "I'm going to be here a while, I guess.

Was his luck changing?

FEBRUARY 19, 2007

slave jakob, former winner of the North American Interfraternity Conference Undergraduate Achievement Award scrubbed the baseboard outside the Kappa Gamma Sade Party Room assidously.

He was still so upset by what Priscilla had done to him after five days in the Hole. slave jakob was a brilliant student, so missing classes had not been a problem but...

Oooh Five days in his own shit, two of them spent wedged next to that BITCHING little blonde...the Hole was too small for more than one person.

Then Priscilla had taken slave jakob out and instead of letting him masturbate with just his dick out of his pants in front of her like always...she'd made him jerk his willy stark naked and kneeling in front of all his frat brothers at Alpha Delta Tau.

For an hour, Priscilla had only allowed slave jakob to masturbate himself with his fingertips, which made it impossible for him to get any friction...and then only with the bottom of his palms.

You would have thought the frat boys would've gotten bored, but they'd stared, fascinated at their former Sergeant-At-Arms.

slave jakob had cried like a baby with frustration over not being able to make his purple, bloated, precum drooling cock explode...

Amid repeated cries of "Lo-Ser! Lo-Ser!" slave jakob had finally jerked off onto a piece of sandpaper, and then taken the cum-covered paper, crushed it in his fist and eaten it, as Priscilla and her friend Tommie had laughed uproariously at him.

Digesting sandpaper is not a cool experience, slave jakob, former Landon University Lacrosse captain reflected.

Last year he was voted Greek Member of the Year, last semester the National Society of Collegiate Scholars!

And they were throwing him out of the frat! Trent Eckington, slave jakob's best friend since the Second Form at St. Pembroke's had told slave jakob that he was an embarrassment to men, everywhere..

Elkridge Mott, who had been taught by slave jakob how to sail when they were fifteen down at Martha's Vineyard, avoided his former frat brother's eyes now!

And to think a year ago, slave jakob was the frat's representative at the Undergraduate Inter-Fraternity Leadership Institute!

Alston Bicknell, slave jakob's ex beer buddy and raquetball partner had called slave jakob "a faggot-to-be". They'd been Pledgemasters together!

And Simeon Ryerson, who edited the Landon Loudmouth with slave jakob had voted with the other editors to throw slave jakob off the staff. Sim had said "It's too creepy for words what she's done to you, Jake, man."

Sim and Trent had begged slave jakob to break up with Priscilla, but when he'd said he couldn't, they'd turned their backs on him. It mystified them, especially Trent, who had been slave jakob's wing man in the days before Priscilla...

Trent had always been jealous of slave jakob's hooking-up abilities, and now slave jakob was involved with this average looking chick who treated slave jakob like SHIT....

It gave everyone the creeps that the former player was now jerking off in front of them in the frat house.

But Priscilla had found slave jakob a cot and put it in the boiler closet where he had to share with Marjeta, the transvestite on Floor Three (how creepy).

Now, instead of playing rugby on a Sunday, slave jakob's nails were painted, a dirty cleaning rag was tied in his mouth, and he was naked except for one of Priscilla's thongs, scrubbing the baseboard of the KGS house.

Suddenly he was kicked from behind as he was scrubbing, and slave jakob looked up wrathfully.

It was Art History major Lithwick Courtenay, one of the wimpy boys that Alpha Delta Tau had admitted to the frat to help boost the grade point average.

Back in the old days, slave jakob, Sim, Alston and Trent had treated poor Lithwick with disdain, snapping their towels at him in the locker room, and laughing at his pitiful attempts to do beer bongs, or push-ups.

Lithwick had always hated but feared slave jakob who was the frat's fundraising chair, master of ceremonies, and head of the Junior Greek Council.

But now of course slave jakob was nothing but the ultimate weenie, and even Lithwick Courtenay wasn't going to treat him with respect.

"I remember when you were Rush Chair, Jake...you didn't want to let me in because I was a lightweight." Lithwick chuckled. "And now you're a sorority floor scrubbing queerio!"

slave jakob tried to look threatening, but he wasn't allowed to get up off his knees, or take the Lysol soaked rag out of his mouth...Priscilla's rules.

She'd caught him spitting it out for a moment when she'd come down an hour before, and she'd immediately caned slave jakob's cock until he'd wept.

"I got good news for you, Jake." Lithwick said. "You get to take your cloth out of your mouth, Priscilla says...for five minutes."

slave jakob spat the cloth out. "Man, oh man." he said.

"But you have to suck my dick!" Lithwick said, laughing. "I got a great blowjob and a fuck from your girlfriend, and then she said you did an even better job than she could...so here it is!"

Lithwick unzipped his fly, and grabbed slave jakob by the ear and shoved his dick in

MARCH 11, 2007

Taft shut the car door and walked across the grass, and noticed a guy--he thought it was a guy--lying on a parking space in the Kappa Gamma Sade parking lot.

Jesus, good thing I didn't park in there, I might have hit him, Taft thought. It was March, and a little chilly--Taft had his leather jacket on, but this guy---what the fuck was he wearing, no shirt and--was that a Depends adult diaper?

Taft walked a little closer and looked at the guy. The guy was lying there, not on anything but the parking lot, and his chest blue from the cold. Taft took off his Ray-Bans and rubbed his eyes and looked closer.

A kid about his age, twenty-two or so, had shaved his head, had a pacifier in his mouth, and was wearing a diaper and lying in a parking space! He looked as if he was freezing, too. But he was wide awake.

"Dude," Taft asked politely. "Are-is this a fraternity stunt? You're going to die out here on that blacktop in this weather, man." Taft was not much given to caring much for anyone but his own pampered self, but this was odd.

The bald, diapered guy looked up at him. "Oh, hey Taft...it's me, Jake, remember, Jake Hilliard? From St. Pembrokes?

I was your floor's prefect remember?, and then I just saw you last year when I got the Heisman? You wanted a football signed for your brother?"

Taft wondered whether there was something foreign in the joint he'd smoked on I-95.

"Jake? Jake the Snake? Wh-what the fuck are-are you doing, wearing that-that THING, and lying in the frickin' parking lot?" Now he noticed that Hilliard was holding a teddy bear and that his NAILS WERE PAINTED PURPLE.

"I'm holding this parking space for my wife, Priscilla." Jake the Snake, called this for his proficiency in using his snake for "bitch-bagging" back at St. Pembroke's Academy.

Though the girls of Miss Porters, Deerfield, Foxcroft and Hockaday Schools often referred to the Snake as an "Anaconda".

Taft's family had also vacationed in Cape Cod, near the Hilliards, and Jake had been a cunt-busting hell-raiser down there as well...and could drunkenly kick two guys asses at once...he was a tough stud.

Taft stared at Jake the Snake, and as he was watching, a couple of girls crossed the parking lot and stopped before the prone Snake, and one wiped her shoe off on his chest, and the other kicked him kind of hard on the leg.

"Thank you Mistresses Jessica and Hillary." The girls ignored this and walked on, and Jake went back to talking with Taft as if there had been no interruption.

The Snake said, "We just got married, Priscilla and I, but she's out with her lover, driving around in my Austin-Healey. She'll be back, and I'm just holding her parking space."

Taft peed his pants.

November5, 2003

Jake got off the bus in Times Square with Aideen Higgs, known otherwise as Kandikorn, a stripper in Tunstall, the village that housed St. Pembroke?s, Jake?s prep school.

?Now I?m going to give you the experience that you?ve been waiting for, Jake.? Aideen said this, smiling. ?You?re going to pay for dating and ditching all those townie girls?one of whom is my younger sister Janet.?

Jake snorted. ?Shut your face, you slut.? He was here for a good time, though he wasn?t sure what yet. At eighteen, it was time he started living, that was all he knew.

Aideen and Jake walked into Coaster?s Girlhaven, an adult bookstore, and she took Jake to the back, nodding in a friendly way to the Arab manager behind the counter. Jake had never seen so many pictures of naked girls?all over the magazines, on the? VCR boxes, Lordy.

?SLAVEBOIS & DOMGIRLS? screamed one of the titles of the magazines. Jake grinned at it. That was one of his secret stash?he got the subscription sent to a P.O. box in Tunstall, along with ?MISTRESS MOIRA?s MONTHLY? and ?YES MA?AM? magazines.

In seventh grade, Jake had ripped the sections on bondage and discipline out of the Penthouse Forum magazines in the back of Tunstall Drugfair,? and then later he?d moved on to more sophisticated publications. He didn?t know what it all was about, this weird, sick interest he had in girls ordering him around?

Certainly, in real life, it was the other way around. Jake grinned as he remembered? poor Janet, sneaking into his dorm room night after night to fuck him?and how he?d convinced her to fuck the other guys on the floor, and then how they?d rolled her in cow shit. What a riot!

Aideen was hot stuff, man. Watching her butt twitch in front of him in that little skirt was driving Jake wild. Why the hell can't she let me play with her boobs? She's seen me naked and done HORRIBLE shit to me...you think that would be enough, right?

Finally Aideen got Jake into the back of the store, where? the video peepshow films were, and she ordered Jake to strip naked and get into one of the booths.

?What the fuck?? Jake asked, horrified. ?You heard me? the stripper said calmly. True, Jake had, during a few paid sessions, stripped naked for Aideen and let her whip his bare ass in her seedy little apartment in the Central West End of Tunstall, otherwise known as Dumpville, but this was a little different.

?C?mon Jakie, you wuss.? Aideen said, staring straight at him. ?You want something new, right? Something new ain?t just watching the peepshows, you done that before. Take off your clothes before I rip ?em off.?

Suddenly the Arab manager walked into the back. ?Do not do dis in the boot? Aideen. Use my back room. The men are there, anyway, so??

?No, no, Bashi. The booth works fine for our little suckpig here. Take off yer fuckin? clothes!? Aideen shrieked, and Jake, aroused at the little blonde in her tiny miniskirt and halter top, obeyed.

When Jake was naked, Aideen pushed him into the booth at the far end, and Jake jumped as Aideen pulled out the chair that you were supposed to sit on to watch the flicks.

Suddenly Aideen grabbed Jake?s wrist. ?Put your hands together behind your back, I brought our handcuffs, honey.? Aideen purred this as Jake was staggered.

But obedient as always, Jake put his hands behind his back, the cuffs clicked, and then? Aideen pushed Jake to his knees in the tiny little booth.

Aideen then pulled a spraycan out of her purse and began spraying Jake all over his body, and to his horror, his chest hair and testicle patch began falling out. ?What the fuck is that?? Jake screamed.

Aideen grinned and read aloud from the spray bottle. ?Permanently remove body hair from anywhere with no discomfort, naturally, without harsh chemicals or side effects.

Perma Hair Away is a truly revolutionary product! It first slows down, and then permanently stops hair growth.

The one-of-a-kind formulation utilizes enzymatic action to inhibit hair growth by changing the structure of the hair follicle.

It is non-toxic and completely natural, so you?ll experience no discomfort or side effects from using it. Even course abundant hair can first be made finer, and then eliminated altogether?

?They say it?s better than Nair.? Aideen said as she finished the spraying job. ?Now be fortunate I don?t make you eat the hairs up off the floor of this repulsive little closet, honey.?

Suddenly Aideen stepped out of the booth and she shut the door, and Jake waited, wondering what the crazy bitch was up to.

Jake shivered, thinking of what his teammates on the St. Pembroke?s Pelicans would think?he wouldn?t be quarterback for long if they saw him like this!

The door opened, and a tall black guy wearing a green coverall with? RASPUTIN stitched in white letters on his right chest looked in. ?You the cock-sucka?? he asked.

The fuck? ?No, man, I?m just waiting for my girlfriend? Jake responded, not impolitely.

?Yo? girlfriend?? Rasputin responded, laughing. ?You dumb-ass enough to be naked on yo?knees wit yo? hands cuffed, and you think that bitch out there is you? girlfriend. Man, I just paid her five dollars so you?d suck my dick, and you gonna do it.?

Suddenly, Jake?s cock became hard, and as he looked up at Rasputin?s grinning black face, he wondered if he was turning out like Uncle Livingston.

Jake recalled the summer before when he and his sister had trailed Uncle Livingston to a public park in their town, and as they?d watched from behind a tree, Uncle Livingston had taken off his clothes and knelt on his knees in a clearing. Uncle then would slap his balls and twist his nipples and shake until men wandered into the clearing and began kicking and slapping him, and eventually pushing their dicks in his mouth.

And of course Jake?s first exposure to ?Mistress Moira?s Monthly? had been when he?d gone through Uncle Livingston?s things after reporting Uncle?s activities to Dad and having Uncle committed. Go figure, right?

But before Jake could think much further, Rasputin grabbed him by the ears and pushed a huge cock into his mouth. Jake?s throat began choking as the dick went in and out. Just outside the little vid closet he heard Aideen say, ?You were such a big skull fucker to my sister and her friends, now enjoy yourself, dickwad.?

And as Jake looked out, weeping after Rasputin shot his wad down Jake?s throat, he saw a line of stumblebums obviously culled from the? mission next door, waiting their turn for his obedient mouth. Oh Great Scott!

FEBRUARY18, 2005

Oh, it hurt! slave jakob cowered in the corner, where he had been sobbing with his pants down for the past forty minutes. He and Miss Priscilla and Lisa and Beaumont and Shirl and Jeff had been having such a nice evening.

Until Miss Priscilla had gotten annoyed because slave jakob had told an off color joke. What the hell was wrong with that? ?What?s the new African American credit card? Massa Charge? wasn?t that bad, and Jeff was maybe one fifth black, he shouldn?t have been so offended.

And they didn?t understand the nature of slave jakob?s relationship with Miss Priscilla, until of course the bitch had taken his pants down in front of the other four and whaled on his butt with her bedroom slipper.

And it was a cocktail party! Here they were, sophisticated college sophomores, and engaged, and it was great to get to know other couples from other schools.

Sure, everyone knew the story of slave jakob and Miss Priscilla here at Landon, but? how slave had hoped that they could befriend normal people elsewhere.?

Miss Priscilla had told him while she was putting on her makeup, preparing to go to this party. ?If you behave like a normal man, you?ll be treated like one.? And slave jakob at the time had snorted. ?I?m normal, of course I am. I?m a regular guy.?

Miss Priscilla had gotten up from her makeup organizer and stalked over to him, still in her ruffled beige bra and panties, as she didn?t want to get blusher on her little black dress before she went out the door. KICK!

Miss Priscilla had given it to slave jakob right in the balls, and he?d fallen over. ?You behave like a total asshole. Do it at this party, and you?ll regret it. I?m carrying my bedroom slipper in my purse.?

And of course slave jakob had fucked up, big time. As he wept in the corner, he heard his friends talking about him.

"That's fucking incredible, Pris" Lisa laughed. "I can't believe he lets you do that."

Priscilla chortled. "So what else does he let you do" came Beaumont's voice, and then Priscilla said. "No, take your hand off my leg, Beau. I have full friends with privileges rights, but you can't have any. But maybe I'll suck Jeff's dick, and make poor Jake lick his balls, what do you think of that?"

As there was a stunned silence, slave jakob buried his face in the corner, waiting to die.

SEPTEMBER 12,2006

Priscilla smiled as slave jakob stayed kneeling in the middle of the floor of the Griselda Hildersham Tibshelf Memorial Smoking Lounge in the Kappa Gamma Sade House, his lips covered in Thebalm Lip Plumper Tinted Lip Gloss while slave jakob knelt humbly.

"Come all ye freshman boys...the Little Brothers of the Kappa Gamma Sade Girls. Everywhere else, there are Little Sisters to frats, but you fellas are the Little Brothers. Come get your dicks sucked as part of this weeks Pledge Party!"

As the grinning 18 year olds crowded up to stick their dicks in the Plumped Lips of the Heisman trophy winner, his heart sank...

DECEMBER 20, 2006

slave jakob tried to move in the Hole. The Hole was about the size of a real short elevator...and who on earth would build a metal box, and put it in a pit under the Kappa Gamma Sade House?

slave jakob had been in the Hole for seventy-two hours, ever since he'd pissed off Miss Priscilla...had it been his fault? It had been his time to cum, for God's sake, he'd been jerking his willy, like he was allowed to do every Sunday, after a painful week of serving Priscilla in every way...and when he knelt before her, watching her smirk, tossing her bleached blond hair in her snug cashmere top...he'd unzipped and pulled out his willy..and began jerking.

But then, when slave jakob had been about to cum, Priscilla had stopped him. "I want proof of your devotion, slave jakob." she'd said. "I want you to prove you are dedicated to me by putting your orgasm off for a week. I know you didn't get to cum last week because of neglecting my ironing, but I want you to put it off one more week to show me how much you think of me."

slave jakob's eyes had brimmed with frustrated tears. It wasn't fair...he'd been celibate for fifteen days now...and he'd sucked Prissy's pussy daily, serviced her lovers (painful since he and Priscilla were engaged to be married the day after graduation) cleaned the rooms of every girl on Floor Eleven of KGS.

Because slave jakob was on Yellow Ribbon status--meaning he could be physically punished by any woman in the house, but not allowed sexual pleasure from any but Priscilla--it had been miserable.

Sure, it had been nice when he'd been on Green Ribbon--then he could be sexually pleasured by any woman on Floor Eleven, but not any other floor, but with Green Ribbon prohibited him being punished by anyone but Priscilla!

'Course at the time, slave jakob had been mad because he wasn't on Pink Ribbon, which would have allowed him to fool around with any girl on any floor in KGS. That Thomasine on Floor Two!

But Yellow Ribbon was the worst--Blue Ribbon was bad, where you had to suck men off, the boyfriends of any woman who ordered you...but at least there were sex privileges with the girls. But with Yellow Ribbon, he'd been beaten by a fat girl, a nutrition major appropriately, because he hadn't dusted the pictures of her cats back home! Ugh.

But poor slave jakob had been so good, hoping that he could cum. They couldn't afford a chastity device for him, so every night Priscilla had insisted on going over to slave jakob's frat house and pulling his pants down in front of all the guys doing shots and Playstation, and feeling his cock up to make sure he'd not jerked off, or been unfaithful.

And if slave jakob looked a little embarrassed or resentful, Prissy would pull him over her knee and beat his ass in front of all his smirking frat brothers! slave jakob had no friends left.

"Which is fine" Priscilla told him. "You're not going to be playing golf, or watching sports or hanging out with guys when we're married, toilet-boy. Just staying at home, filing my nails for me..."

But three days ago slave jakob had gotten mad and began arguing with Zoe about his orgasm, and his right to jerk off...and she'd hogtied him and she and her friends had dropped him in the Hole, which was pitch black.

You couldn't go to the bathroom, except by peeing or shitting on yourself, and you had to eat peanut butter on rice cakes that was dropped down...licking it up with your mouth since hands were cuffed.

slave jakob was miserable, and he could barely move around in the Hole. Dark, shit filled and cramped. How could it be worse?

Suddenly, the top to the Hole opened. slave jakob knew that the Hole was covered by a trapdoor in the KGS potato cellar. The light, though dim, came in and nearly blinded him, as slave jakob's eyes had been in total darkness.

"Miss Priscilla" slave jakob called. "Are you letting me out? I'm sorry I was whining! I'll hold off from orgasming til after we're married, if you want!"

"Shut up, dork." It was the voice of Beth on Floor Two. "Who is that, Jake Hilliard?" came Thomasine's voice. Oh God. slave jakob had such a crush on her.

"No you aren't getting out, idiot." came Beth's voice again. "But you ARE getting company!"

"No, there's no room in here!" called slave jakob. But it was too late, A naked, blindfolded form fell down next to him. Before the trapdoor shut, slave jakob saw a pretty girl with curly natural blonde ringlets, and beautiful full breasts with clothespins on the nipples.

"(Sigh) Hi, I'm Zoe." the girl said. "I'm going to be here a while, I guess.

Was his luck changing?

FEBRUARY 19, 2007

slave jakob, former winner of the North American Interfraternity Conference Undergraduate Achievement Award scrubbed the baseboard outside the Kappa Gamma Sade Party Room assidously.

He was still so upset by what Priscilla had done to him after five days in the Hole. slave jakob was a brilliant student, so missing classes had not been a problem but...

Oooh Five days in his own shit, two of them spent wedged next to that BITCHING little blonde...the Hole was too small for more than one person.

Then Priscilla had taken slave jakob out and instead of letting him masturbate with just his dick out of his pants in front of her like always...she'd made him jerk his willy stark naked and kneeling in front of all his frat brothers at Alpha Delta Tau.

For an hour, Priscilla had only allowed slave jakob to masturbate himself with his fingertips, which made it impossible for him to get any friction...and then only with the bottom of his palms.

You would have thought the frat boys would've gotten bored, but they'd stared, fascinated at their former Sergeant-At-Arms.

slave jakob had cried like a baby with frustration over not being able to make his purple, bloated, precum drooling cock explode...

Amid repeated cries of "Lo-Ser! Lo-Ser!" slave jakob had finally jerked off onto a piece of sandpaper, and then taken the cum-covered paper, crushed it in his fist and eaten it, as Priscilla and her friend Tommie had laughed uproariously at him.

Digesting sandpaper is not a cool experience, slave jakob, former Landon University Lacrosse captain reflected.

Last year he was voted Greek Member of the Year, last semester the National Society of Collegiate Scholars!

And they were throwing him out of the frat! Trent Eckington, slave jakob's best friend since the Second Form at St. Pembroke's had told slave jakob that he was an embarrassment to men, everywhere..

Elkridge Mott, who had been taught by slave jakob how to sail when they were fifteen down at Martha's Vineyard, avoided his former frat brother's eyes now!

And to think a year ago, slave jakob was the frat's representative at the Undergraduate Inter-Fraternity Leadership Institute!

Alston Bicknell, slave jakob's ex beer buddy and raquetball partner had called slave jakob "a faggot-to-be". They'd been Pledgemasters together!

And Simeon Ryerson, who edited the Landon Loudmouth with slave jakob had voted with the other editors to throw slave jakob off the staff. Sim had said "It's too creepy for words what she's done to you, Jake, man."

Sim and Trent had begged slave jakob to break up with Priscilla, but when he'd said he couldn't, they'd turned their backs on him. It mystified them, especially Trent, who had been slave jakob's wing man in the days before Priscilla...

Trent had always been jealous of slave jakob's hooking-up abilities, and now slave jakob was involved with this average looking chick who treated slave jakob like SHIT....

It gave everyone the creeps that the former player was now jerking off in front of them in the frat house.

But Priscilla had found slave jakob a cot and put it in the boiler closet where he had to share with Marjeta, the transvestite on Floor Three (how creepy).

Now, instead of playing rugby on a Sunday, slave jakob's nails were painted, a dirty cleaning rag was tied in his mouth, and he was naked except for one of Priscilla's thongs, scrubbing the baseboard of the KGS house.

Suddenly he was kicked from behind as he was scrubbing, and slave jakob looked up wrathfully.

It was Art History major Lithwick Courtenay, one of the wimpy boys that Alpha Delta Tau had admitted to the frat to help boost the grade point average.

Back in the old days, slave jakob, Sim, Alston and Trent had treated poor Lithwick with disdain, snapping their towels at him in the locker room, and laughing at his pitiful attempts to do beer bongs, or push-ups.

Lithwick had always hated but feared slave jakob who was the frat's fundraising chair, master of ceremonies, and head of the Junior Greek Council.

But now of course slave jakob was nothing but the ultimate weenie, and even Lithwick Courtenay wasn't going to treat him with respect.

"I remember when you were Rush Chair, Jake...you didn't want to let me in because I was a lightweight." Lithwick chuckled. "And now you're a sorority floor scrubbing queerio!"

slave jakob tried to look threatening, but he wasn't allowed to get up off his knees, or take the Lysol soaked rag out of his mouth...Priscilla's rules.

She'd caught him spitting it out for a moment when she'd come down an hour before, and she'd immediately caned slave jakob's cock until he'd wept.

"I got good news for you, Jake." Lithwick said. "You get to take your cloth out of your mouth, Priscilla says...for five minutes."

slave jakob spat the cloth out. "Man, oh man." he said.

"But you have to suck my dick!" Lithwick said, laughing. "I got a great blowjob and a fuck from your girlfriend, and then she said you did an even better job than she could...so here it is!"

Lithwick unzipped his fly, and grabbed slave jakob by the ear and shoved his dick in

MARCH 11, 2007

Taft shut the car door and walked across the grass, and noticed a guy--he thought it was a guy--lying on a parking space in the Kappa Gamma Sade parking lot.

Jesus, good thing I didn't park in there, I might have hit him, Taft thought. It was March, and a little chilly--Taft had his leather jacket on, but this guy---what the fuck was he wearing, no shirt and--was that a Depends adult diaper?

Taft walked a little closer and looked at the guy. The guy was lying there, not on anything but the parking lot, and his chest blue from the cold. Taft took off his Ray-Bans and rubbed his eyes and looked closer.

A kid about his age, twenty-two or so, had shaved his head, had a pacifier in his mouth, and was wearing a diaper and lying in a parking space! He looked as if he was freezing, too. But he was wide awake.

"Dude," Taft asked politely. "Are-is this a fraternity stunt? You're going to die out here on that blacktop in this weather, man." Taft was not much given to caring much for anyone but his own pampered self, but this was odd.

The bald, diapered guy looked up at him. "Oh, hey Taft...it's me, Jake, remember, Jake Hilliard? From St. Pembrokes?

I was your floor's prefect remember?, and then I just saw you last year when I got the Heisman? You wanted a football signed for your brother?"

Taft wondered whether there was something foreign in the joint he'd smoked on I-95.

"Jake? Jake the Snake? Wh-what the fuck are-are you doing, wearing that-that THING, and lying in the frickin' parking lot?" Now he noticed that Hilliard was holding a teddy bear and that his NAILS WERE PAINTED PURPLE.

"I'm holding this parking space for my wife, Priscilla." Jake the Snake, called this for his proficiency in using his snake for "bitch-bagging" back at St. Pembroke's Academy.

Though the girls of Miss Porters, Deerfield, Foxcroft and Hockaday Schools often referred to the Snake as an "Anaconda".

Taft's family had also vacationed in Cape Cod, near the Hilliards, and Jake had been a cunt-busting hell-raiser down there as well...and could drunkenly kick two guys asses at once...he was a tough stud.

Taft stared at Jake the Snake, and as he was watching, a couple of girls crossed the parking lot and stopped before the prone Snake, and one wiped her shoe off on his chest, and the other kicked him kind of hard on the leg.

"Thank you Mistresses Jessica and Hillary." The girls ignored this and walked on, and Jake went back to talking with Taft as if there had been no interruption.

The Snake said, "We just got married, Priscilla and I, but she's out with her lover, driving around in my Austin-Healey. She'll be back, and I'm just holding her parking space."

Taft peed his pants.

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It had begun as a simple ride to the mall - both had had some errands to run, and he'd offered to drive when she'd mentioned it. He was more eager to spend the time with her than he was to go shopping, but was willing to make the trip. For her part, she could have postponed the shopping, but had an idea that she'd been wanting to try on for a while.They bantered and laughed on the drive over, both finding it less awkward than they'd guessed. He managed to drive and talk despite the...

The Second Step

The message light on the answering machine was blinking again. I checked the little LED screen even though I was pretty sure who had called. It was a 312 area code... Chicago. I pushed the 'play' button, steeling myself. "Beth? If you're there, pick up. Please talk to me." Andy's voice came from the speaker, the recording tinny but recognizable. After a pause, he spoke again. "You promised that you'd give me another chance, Beth. And I've waited like I said I would, for too long."...

Sage Advice

The light breeze made the September leaves give off soft rustling sounds and sent a small shiver down my back as it cooled the sweat between my shoulder blades. I pulled more closely against Tom and he responded by cupping his hands more tightly around my bottom. The air wasn't really cold, in fact it was fairly warm for this time of year. The soft cotton blanket below us provided some insulation from the leaf covered ground and while our shirts were unbuttoned we were otherwise clothed. Tom...

exhibitionist part1

A few weeks ago, my eighteen-year-old daughter Tami brought home a couple of cute high school boys. Later that same afternoon, Tami prepared to take a bath because she thought the boys had already left. Unbeknownst to Tami, the boys only pretended to leave. They actually sneaked back into our trailer home and hid inside my daughter's closet. The real twist was that the spies were being spied on! Nobody knew that I was already home before they arrived. They also didn't know that I was secretly...

Amanda the Revenge continues

“Stay there, I’ll be there as soon as I can.” I explain the situation to my girlfriend as I get out of bed and start to get dressed. She isn’t happy about it, but she knows that there is no lingering interest in my mind for Amanda. I get in the car and get on the highway. She’s much drunker than I thought, and much thinner than I remember, though her breasts haven’t suffered, she certainly isn’t bothering to hide them anymore. The dress she is wearing is low-cut and supportive; they’re...

Fragments

Fragments By Emma Smith Chapter 1 Cathy We parked the car close to the place and walked the remaining few hundred yards. It's not a nice part of town and the three of us are a little uncomfortable being there. We've been here before though and we know where we're going. There's a little alleyway next to a warehouse. Half way along this passageway is a shop. It's musty place full of old things. Some of them would clean up nicely. They might fetch a good price in one of...

Blind Date for Prom

The events in this story occur approximately a month or two after the close of “Do you have a Big Dick? Why Not?” The story centers around Eddie Davidson’s family (Justin’s Uncle) and are a direct result of events that occur later in that story. If you wish to avoid spoilers you may wish to not read. If any sort of fetish or situation could potentially offend you in fantasy then you may also be so inclined to stop reading here. THE BACKGROUND (Skip this if you don’t give a shit about...

ColumbiaChapter 10 Souls Gather

When Sam's group rode out of Kent, they left a lot of bodies, and they left them where they lay, except for two. Conway Kendall was buried in the old ghost town's cemetery with no service and little ceremony. They left a simple wooden marker that gave his name and the years he was born and died. Only Taegan spent any time there once the marker had been placed with Jenna waiting patiently for him behind the low wooden fence whose worn and falling pickets marked the edge of the town's...

Jills JourneysChapter 10 Both Sides Now

Rows and floes of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere I’ve looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They rain and snow on everyone So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It’s cloud illusions I recall I really don’t know clouds at all Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancing way you feel As every fairy tale comes...

Greyhound Girl

With the familiar hiss of air brakes releasing and a blast of diesel smoke, the bus pulled out of Des Moines, heading west again on Interstate-80 ultimately bound for Denver. I’d boarded late that morning in Chicago, and now, as evening approached, we were once again rolling westward… at least until the next small town with a Greyhound Bus stop required another detour. As strange as it might sound, I love riding the bus – or, more accurately I suppose, I despise flying; the cramped conditions,...

Helping Out

Life can be a challenge for a teenage boy, especially after his mom ran off with a man she met on the Internet. Mark's mom was replaced several years later by a caring step mom by the name of Kay.Mark was unremarkable with the exception of one very impressive physical trait. He was to learn it served him well with the ladies.Mark lived with his dad and Kay, who valiantly tried to fill the void left by his absentee mother and became overly protective. She insisted on being called "mom" and would...

losing my marbles

I melt all over again as soon as you smile at me and those sparky eyes of yours tell me that tonight I’m going to enjoy you in ways I haven’t thought of yet. You grab my hand and pull me close to you, we don’t kiss but I lose my face in the warmth of your neck as you breathe in the scent if my perfume. Instantly I want to be naked with you, want the rest of the world to disappear for a few hours so we can take an exciting journey together. You lead me by the hand to my bedroom and I...

Nude Beach Experience Part 1

My husband has wanted to go to the local nude beach ever since he found out where it was. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a prude but didn’t feel the need to have complete strangers looking at me completely naked while at the beach. Knowing he really wanted to check it out I agreed to go but told him that I may not take off my bikini but did decide to purchase a skimpy string bikini and surprise him. No reason that I can’t at least look really sexy anyway. I’m 40, 5’6”, 125lbs, 36C, long red hair,...

Pool fun pt 2

Karen Miller woke up sore all over. She felt as if she had run a marathon, every muscle aching in a way that made her feel accomplished. But unlike a 5K or other run, her exhaustion was from a different kind of activity. She propped herself up on her elbows, looking down her athletic frame. She was lying in bed, the sunlight streaming over her, illuminating streaks of dried semen. She was covered in it, smears of dried cum covered her stomach and small, pert breasts. She sat up and touched her...

Bhabhi Made Dream Come True

It was around 11:00 pm in the night I received a call. Me: “Who is it?” Caller: “It’s me Sheetal pick me up from the Airport.” I was nervous and very happy at the same time, it was actually my bhabhi. My parents and brother were out to our native place, from where we moved to the metropolitan 7 years ago. They usually go to our native place for 1 week to check whether our house and relatives over there are all well. My brother was married 1 year back to an Angel and her name was Sheetal. She...

Seduction of a white boy

This is a true story, it is about my first sexual experience as a boy, although it has been many years since it happened, I remember very well must of the events that are described in this story, I may not recall in detail the conversations that took place but I do remember must of them. A bit about me. I was born in Europe, when I was 3 years old my parents moved to a Latin American country where I was raised. Must of the population are dark skinned, not black, more like light to dark...

Cold caller part 3

I shrieked loudly in protest as i squirmed furiously against my restraints before admitting defeat once again and relaxing back on the sofa. I stared at the laptop with a angry frown as i read the messages.CUNTHUNTER : lolly !! Relax !!CUNTHUNTER : dont be a spoilt bratI shook my head angrilly as i protested "what the fuck !! Get me out of these fucking things !!CUNTHUNTER : you will be free after this one i swear ok?I looked up at the ceiling and caught my breath before looking back at the...

The Things A Step Parent Can Teach Their Step Kids Part 5

Lying on the floor, I still could not believe I'd just experienced what I did.Over the last three days of our vacation, my step-daughter's friend Katie had been heavily flirting with me. Her sexual comments, her perverted laughing jokes and her touching, feeling and smacking me on the ass, had taken a hotter turn every single minute I was around her.I ignored the fact that she was only sixteen, because, quite simply, she was so fucking cute and turned me on in a way that nobody ever did at that...

The Computer

The COMPUTER by: Donna-Allyson McCleod Mindy may archive this story. If anyone else wishes to, please E-mail me at [email protected] with your request and site where the story will be located. It is the first in a series of loosely related stories that will take the reader into a new realm of cyber space. One in which Fairy Godmother has become addicted to working her will on the web with a magical computer. Maybe You may think twice about reading so much of the TG...

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