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Gorean Diary

Gorean Diary

I smiled as I walked into the room.? My unit had seized power in the city less than 2 months ago when our slave revolt found some unexpected allies.? We ?Fighting Slaves? were the instigators of the revolution.? We seized control of the Kings Castle in a lightning strike, throwing the King and other rulers into the dungeon where they belonged.? We fully expected to fight, probably to the death when the praetorian guardsmen counterattacked from their bases throughout the city.? Fortunately for us, with the leadership in chains, the Kingdom suffered a mortal blow.? Marshal Martal, who controlled the city police force decided to make a deal with us and support the ?new? government.? The Kingdom collapsed overnight and the streets ran red with blood for several days.

Just 1 week after our victory, when we were still consolidating power in the city, we were contacted by the alien ?Others? who had been working with our former masters.? The ?Others? eagerly agreed to continue shipping female slaves from Earth at the same prices as before.? This was a windfall for us as we had little need for the roomfuls of gold and jewelry that we found when we stormed the palace.?

The arrangement kept the money flowing into the ?Others? underground units while we actually made more money on the resale of slaves- and we were able to pick out the best of the best for our uses.? The hostile aliens could care less which faction of humans was paying them for their shipments of pliant flesh while we were more than happy to sample that flesh.

I made sure that the first shipment included my ex-wife.? I had kidnapped my ex wife from Earth and flown her to the planet Gor!? No wonder I was smiling.

Gor is real.? It is a planet in this very solar system on the exact other side of the sun.? The planet is run by giant insect like creatures the Goreans call ?Priest Kings.? Everyone on the planet has to follow their laws that limit technology and weapons or they explode into flames and die screaming, courtesy of the Priest Kings global satellite network.?

I know the Priest Kings aren?t Gods.? I saw one die once so I am not afraid to say and write that I think the Priest Kings are paranoid gun control freaks.? They murder anyone who attempts to develop any weapons technology above the level of a crossbow and I think it is a bit extreme.? The Priest Kings are beyond extreme.

Even the ?Others? have to follow the weapons laws when they are on the surface of Gor and their smugglers ships have only a short margin before the satellites pinpoint their location.? It is just enough time to unload a shipment of fresh, choice flesh and (usually) get back into orbit.

Despite my problems with the Priest Kings, I have to admit the system they have imposed does work.? On Gor a man must fight for his meals and must work the soil with his animals or his slaves- insuring that the institution of slavery continues to exist on that glittering jewel of a world.? I never became a true man until I was brought to Gor- but that is another story. The point is that where there are true men, there are women who are true women- slaves, the natural state of nature.? Predator and prey.? I have known sexual pleasures like I could never have imagined since being brought to Gor. On the other hand, once I was punished by King Bendar- the former King of the City of Tor.? The beating was so severe I had to be revived 4 times.? I will always carry the scars. Gor is a mans world.? A world of violence and passion that brings out and legally enforces the receptive female and the aggressive male.

Yesterday I had taken Tammy to my bed chamber for wench sport.? She was one of King Bendar?s daughters and was now a state slave for the Freemans Alliance, the new rulers of the City of Tor. I was the Associate Director in charge of foreign affairs.? I guess you could say that is equivalent to the post of foreign minister or Secretary of State.? Except Colin Powel never had so much fun.?? Unfortunately, Tammy was disrespectful to me a total of four times during the night.? Twice she was warned about her lack of passion and yet she still attempted to refuse to perform intimate services in the early morning.? The stupid bitch claimed she had a headache, and even argued with me, at first light before I warned her she had incurred a whipping.? I was not the type of master who would take that kind of behavior.? Even though I could understand that Tammy resented me (after all, I was the one who drove the iron nails into her fathers wrists and feet while he pissed himself and screamed in agony when we crucified him at the height of the victory feast) but a slave is not permitted resentment.

Accordingly I had reserved the afternoon for the slave?s punishment.? I thought it would be very instructive to have my ex-wife be able to participate in the whipping.? She had just arrived with the first shipment last night and hardly had time to acclimate.? I smiled again, thinking how I would punish Tammy and also teach my wife a lesson about giving oral sex.? She would have to improve on that skill if she was going to survive on this world.? Although it may seem like a cruel shock, I thought it was important that my wife be given an idea of the degree of helplessness she faced when and if I ever decide to make her my slave.

I smiled even broader as Tammy walked into the room.? The slave had long blonde hair and moved sensuously, like a snake as she entered the room with her head down.

?Good to see you again, Tammy.? Please strip my angel.?? I beamed at the pretty slave as she walked into the room.? Tammy knew she was there for punishment and looked up at my eyes for just a moment before immediately putting her head down and starting to sensually take off the strip of clothing that she wore, sobbing quietly.? I admired the large soft breasts, the cascading blonde hair that reached to her shoulders, the round, tight little butt I had slipped inside and sampled just a few hours before- a tight little fit that was soon to be surrounded by dripping blood from numerous crisscrossing welts.

I had been very annoyed when I took Tammy?s ass.? She refused to cooperate and I ended up cuffing her to the floor and then picking her up and throwing her over the chair.? I plowed into her tight butt without any hesitation (or lubrication) and she screamed like a banshee.? The whole scene was so unnecessary.? The more I thought about her behavior last night, the more I realized that this was going to be a very severe punishment for the saucy slave.? Tammy flinched under my eyes but she continued to stand beautifully, perhaps hoping I would be influenced to show her mercy.? If only she had behaved like that last night.

I sighed.? Before I was done admiring the pleasing body of the former Kings daughter, the guards brought my wife into the room.? She was dressed in a Sirik, a shear chain dress that offered a variety of ties and looks unbelievably sexy on a woman.

?Don, what is going on.? Why have I been dressed like this? she said reproachfully.? My fucking wife always had a mouth bigger than the entire Mississippi basin- or as a man from Gor would say, bigger than the gleaming Thassa.

I stared her up and down before answering, making her squirm in the chains. There was a small smile on my face as I pushed her to the floor.? I smiled over her and waited for her to look at me before informing everyone of my plans for the day.

?Well darling, I thought you might want to assist in punishing this slave.?? I looked over at Tammy. ?Girl, I am placing your fate in the hands of my wife.? She is going to practice sucking my cock while you are whipped. ?She will start sucking when your beating starts- and it will not end until she finishes.?

My wife looked at me in shock. ?You won?t do this.? You can?t do this,? she cried.? Her hands went up to her mouth in utter shock.

I ignored her, looking at Tammy.? ?Now run along angel and select a guard to administer your whipping.? She looked at me gratefully. She thought that my letting her select the guard was a huge break.? She would probably select one of the smaller men, hoping that her beating would not be as severe or perhaps one of the men who liked her and would not be inclined to punish her as severely.

After my kindness I did not expect her to talk without permission.? She looked at my wife:? ?Please Mistress, Master likes it deep in your throat while softly rubbing his balls.? You can start exciting him while I am gone.?? She turned to run but I caught her within one step, grabbing the back of her hair and turning her around to face me, her lips inches from my teeth..

?Did you just talk to a free woman without permission???? I snarled, throwing her into the wall.

?Forgive me Master? she cried.

?You stupid fucking slave? I said grabbing her by the neck and shaking her like a small puppy.

?If you want to show my wife how to suck cock why didn?t you just say so.??? I lay down on the ground, dragging the pretty slave down on her knees between my legs.? Then I let her go and put my hands behind my head, relaxed.

Our eyes met.? ?Please me,? I commanded.

Tammy?s mouth dropped open, the full enormity of the punishment for her outburst sinking over her slowly as she took several deep breaths to calm herself.? Cumming inside Tammy?s mouth first would let me last much longer inside my wife?s mouth.? I thought this was a fitting punishment for Tammy?s indiscretion.? The whipping she had already earned would take far longer and be much more severe.? She met my eyes briefly, her dark hazel eyes glistening with tears.? My hard on was raging.? Tammy was frozen like a deer caught in the headlights.? I decided to make it easy for her.? I put one finger under her chin and another finger in her startled, shocked mouth, firmly gripping her mandible.? She got the idea quickly and immediately started to cooperate.?

As I lay my hands behind my head, Tammy opened her mouth even wider and swallowed almost half my cock in one deep gumming.? She started working her tongue around the glans and underneath the head just like I like it.? Good girl.? Within seconds she had one hand around the bottom half of my dick while her mouth and throat covered the top half.? It felt like my whole cock was inside her wet, tight mouth.? Her free hand was slowly massaging and gently squeezing the quickly bloating sac of my balls.? With each slow up stroke she twirled the flat of her tongue around and around the head and glans.

On the 21st stroke, Tammy came up just a little bit for air and to show us the squirt of pre come that had gone into her mouth.? She skillfully waited several seconds, just tonguing and gently rubbing my cock as it went through a couple more spasms before going for the kill.? This was the third time Tammy had sucked me off and she knew what to do.? She was a slave.? Her soft hands and warm wet mouth were just too much.? In just 9 more deep strokes I was coming hard into her gulping mouth.? Including an intense, 15 second orgasm, the total elapsed time was just over 55 seconds.

?Run along and find a guard now Tammy,? I said when my breathing started to steady again.? She gracefully stood to her feet and slipped from the room, licking her lips.

My wife looked at me aghast.? ?I can?t believe you just did that right in front of me,? she said.

?Dearest, that slave talked without permission.? I could have had her beaten or slain right on the spot but instead I gave her the honor of sucking me off.? Now, Tammy is going to be back here in just a few minutes.? She is going to be severely beaten.? You are in control of how severe that beating will be.? You are going to suck my cock and make me cum in your mouth.? Only after you have done that will I stop her beating.?

My wife looked at me with horror as I continued, perhaps too stunned to speak for the first time in her fucking life.? ?Tammy had a pretty good idea.? She wanted you to start exciting me while she was gone and I have to tell you, your usual bitching, complaining, and questioning everything I do is NOT exciting me in the least.?

?You are a sick fucking bastard.? I won?t do it.? I refuse.?

I smiled a thin smile and my eyes grew hard as I grabbed my wife by the hair.? I had no wish to see Tammy beaten to death.? She was not completely displeasing last night and she had all the markings of a top slave.? I thought I should tell my wife exactly what was going to happen, especially since I had already decided that my wife was not going to be allowed to use her hands.? Jacking me off was about the only thing that she ever did right and it just didn?t seem fair since this was a lesson in oral sex.

??This is not Earth any more darling.? I am a man on this planet and I have given you an order.?? I met my wife?s dark blue eyes as I continued.? ?I will make it easy for you dear.? You will suck my cock and make me cum in your mouth or you can sit there and watch my guard whip the slave to death.?

My wife sat down on the floor with her arms crossed.? She glared it me with baleful eyes.? ?I know you Don, you wouldn?t kill someone.? You are not a murderer.?

Enraged, I grabbed my wife by the throat, pushing her against the wall with a thud.? ?I have killed 5 men with my bare hands you stupid bitch.? You don?t know me.? You never knew me and on this world, you cannot control me with your pathetic court orders.? I am the one in control now.? I am the judge and I issue the injunctions.? You are just a woman and a barbarian from the planet Earth.?

I snarled out these words, just inches from her face, my hand on the back of her neck.? I was still snarling (recounting the times she had misjudged me) when Tammy walked back into the room followed by a young soldier.? I recognized him immediately as Randel- a young kid actually, probably 17 years old.? Randel was blooded in the revolt and was made a palace guard just last week.? Tammy thought she was a sly fucking bitch by picking a boy to handle her whipping.? I would teach her and my wife an even bigger lesson than I had originally planned.? I was teaching a class on the use of the Staff in self defense and Randel was one of my star students.? He was a strong little fucker for a person his size.? His short arms would be good levers to swing a flexible switch at the maximum speed.?

Turning my wife around and holding her by the throat, I locked a pair of slave bracelets on the Sirik onto her wrists and attached them to the small of her back, just above her slightly plump buttocks.? She was still struggling and I realized that drastic measures would have to be taken if Tammy was going to survive this beating.

While I turned my wife around, I said: ?Randel, get a sturdy birch switch from that bin and strike this woman twice so she understands a little better.? Then I want you to chain Tammy and prepare to begin beating her with the switches.? This woman is going to practice sucking my cock and you have until I am done to beat Tammy.?? I met the boy?s eyes.? ?Tammy has picked you because she thinks your youth will mitigate the punishment she has earned.? I expect her to understand her mistake before this is over.?? Tammy visibly flinched but managed to keep quiet.

My wife, on the other hand, continued to bitch, crying over and over again that I would not do this followed by vicious and vile profanity.? Her swearing turned to a startled scream of agony as I heard the swish-wack of a switch on bare skin.? A deep red welt suddenly appeared on my wife?s butt that was followed quickly by another swish-crack that left another bright red line inches below the first.

Her scream was ear splitting. I waited for my wife to calm down before nodding at Randel.? He quickly tied Tammy?s wrists together and then tied them to the whipping ring.? Then he pulled on the ring, raising the pretty slaves arms high over her head.? My wife watched the proceedings with horror in her tear filled eyes as the preparations for the whipping continued.?

Tammy was jerked onto the very tips of her toes, stretching her back and buttocks.? I smiled as I thought how this would make each cut all the deeper.? Tammy would be bleeding in less than a minute- and I was willing to bet that my wife would not even start her pathetic attempts at blowing me for ? of that precious time.? As it turned out, I was right.

??????????? Both Tammy and my wife jerked in surprise at the first swish-wack of hard wood on bare flesh.? Randel had let loose with a full stroke as hard as he possibly could.? The lash left a bright red line across the middle of Tammy?s butt with a deeper mark on her right hip.? Fiery red lines of pain radiated from the central line as she let out a howl of pain.? She was still screaming when the second lash landed on the small of her back leaving an eleven inch welt perpendicular to her spine.? The third bright line of pain appeared on the back of her right thigh.? The stick passed dangerously close to her sweet little pussy as it wrapped around the front of her leg from behind, prompting a long scream followed by hysterical begging:? ?Please, Mistress.??

??????????? I thought the blow was pretty neat even though it did break the birch swritch, but Tammy did not appreciate the artistry involved.? Randel quickly reached for another one, this time selecting a thicker, shorter branch.? This ?switch? was more like a cane.? The end conveniently flattened out into a 3 inch paddle.??

??????????? My wife kneeled there in shocked silence, her hands still tied behind her back with the chain.? She flinched as the fourth and fifth blow struck the pretty, squirming, screaming, slave directly on the buttocks.
??????????? ?There killing me Mistress.? Please, please, please, please, PLEASE?AHHHHH.? OH NO, PLEEEEASE!!?? Then her cries became unintelligible as the Eighth blow crashed into her right kidney leaving a dark bruise over her right hip.

??????????? My wife started to lick her suddenly dry lips.? ?Please Don.? Stop the whipping.? You are hurting her.? You win.? I will suck you off.? Now stop him.?

??????????? I paused while the 12th and 13th blow landed on the pretty slave, the latter breaking the cane in half.?

?That is your fucking problem,? I said as Randel picked out a long willow branch.? ?You never listen to me.? I said when I come in your mouth I will stop the whipping.??

Randel landed the 14th blow on the girls almost unblemished upper back, letting the long flexible tip wrap around and strike her chest, full on the right breast.? The scream was of a different caliber this time.? It was pitiful and ear splitting.?

Tammy was twisting and squirming wildly in desperate pain. I looked at my wife, my hard on growing.? ?That one must have stung,? I said.? Finally she decided to obey.? My wife squirmed over and put her head on my lap, reaching for me with her tongue.? Taking pity on her, I guided my cock into her willing mouth, my hands, as was fitting, firmly gripping her hair.

Despite the promising initial effort, my wife didn?t use her tongue enough at first.? Normally I would have said something but I was enjoying Tammy?s vicious beating very much.? I thought it would be a lesson for my wife if I could hold out until her efforts improved a level.? Thanks to Tammy?s expert ministrations from the previous night and just a few minutes before, I was confident that I could.?

I had cum in Tammy?s pussy three times last night.? I fucked her butt twice but only came in it once. The second time, when she was cooperative but sore, I pulled out of her ass with a pop and made her finish me in her mouth.? That quick bj made it twice that I had used Tammy?s mouth as my sperm receptacle last night.? The first time was more of an accident.? I was fucking her hard in the missionary position with her feet on my shoulders.? She was completely spread out and I was jamming my cock into her cervix on each stroke.

Meanwhile my mouth was clamped over hers, kissing her deeply and passionately, bruising her open lips, battling with her tongue.? To make it interesting, I kept pulling out so she could lick and suck the girl juice on my cock.? It made the sweet, brutal kisses that followed so much more tasty.? On the fourth or fifth time I had switched, I lost control and came in her mouth.? So much for the deep tongue kisses!? Now after cumming a total of 7 times in the last 12 hours, and once less than ? hour ago, I was forcing my wife to make it a near record 8th time.? Moreover, I wasn?t even letting her use her hands to help with this job that she clearly had found distasteful and so was never very good at anyway.?

By the 50th blow, my wife was starting to get desperate, finally realizing the mistake of her disobedience.? She almost had me shortly after that but, luckily, Tammy passed out with a gurgling howl as one of the lashes rapped around her leg and crashed into her pussy.? I grabbed my wife by the throat with one hand and the hair with the other, lifting her mouth off my cock.?

?Wake up the slave Randel,? I said.? Randel grinned and spit on his hands.? Then he started to rub Tammy?s little nub and stick his fingers in her pussy, stretching her while roughly rubbing her clit.? Tammy woke up almost dreamily.? The slave was obviously aroused and this slowed down the inexorable wave of pain that spread slowly throughout her body.? You could see the wave wash over the pretty slave, almost in slow motion.? At first her eyes fluttered open and she sighed, almost in pleasure as Randel played with her pussy.? Then her pupils dilated as she became aware of the pain that was radiating from the dozens of criss-crossing stripes.? It took almost five seconds for this wave of pain to cover the pleasure that the slave was getting from Randel?s hand.? When it did, she started making a low gutteral moan that turned into a pitiful howl of pain.

Randel selected another switch form the pile and I nodded at him.? He waited until the howl of pain subsided before delivering another low at her already bloody butt cheeks.

I let go of my wife?s head and she lay there between my legs in shock.? Randel stepped to the side of the hanging slave and aimed a blow directly at Tammy?s breasts.??? It took my pathetic wife almost 6 minutes of a lot of gagging, licking, scraping and sucking to make me cum.? By that time, the slave was permanently scarred, her body was covered in blood.? Tammy was forced to endure 158 criss-crossing welts to her naked flesh before my cock started spurting into my wife?s open mouth.? She tried to jerk back but I tightened my grip on her hair and forced her to swallow every drop.

The next day, another slave was to be disciplined so I arranged to have her delivered to my chambers rather than being beaten in public as was customary.? Two burly guards dragged the pretty red head into my home just as another guard was bringing in my wife.? I hadn?t seen her since she swallowed my cum (for the first time) and smiled at her, giving the love of my life a bear hug and a deep tongue kiss.? The Sirik had been removed and she was completely naked.

Then I threw her down on the floor and told her what I had planned.? ?Dear, this slave is also going to be disciplined.? These 2 guards are going to take turns beating her with that thick wooden paddle and that wide leather strap.? The rules are the same as last night, except you will not use your mouth on my cock this time.? You will use your ass.? If any part of your body touches my cock except your asshole, we will delay you and then just start the punishment all over again.?

There is lubricant on the table.? Gentlemen, prepare the slave for punishment and then begin.? Darling, I suggest you start lubing up your ass and then rubbing it on my cock until you can get it inside your ass.

To my delight, my formerly prudish wife who never gave me her ass grabbed the lube with 2 fingers and started to jam the juice into her butt, using her thumb to drag pussy juice forward to mix with the ass lube. Meanwhile the 2 men were stripping the redheaded slave and bending her over a chair so her ass was stuck up in the air.? They secured her hands and stretched the skin of her ass and were just grabbing their weapons when I slipped past my wife?s sphincter. The heat, the warmth, the tightness was so good I couldn?t stand it.? And then the first hard smack with the paddle struck the slave, leaving a bright red, fiery hot wheel on her left ass cheek.

My wife started rocking back and forth on my cock as the next blow struck.? She had been fraternizing with the slaves, I realized suddenly as she clamped down on my cock with her bowels.? Even though the lictors struck the slave like madmen, I had to stop them after just 12 blows.? She was learning.? I smiled and kissed her.

When I summoned her 3 days later, my wife was in rare form. She had been diligently studying her sexual arts and discussing my likes and dislikes with my other women.? That is one of the many advantages of the Harem.? She came to me wearing only a shear robe. We danced and kissed and laid on the bed.? Then she slowly stripped for me, taking a long time, brushing my cock and letting me see every inch of her.? Before I knew it, my wife and I were both stark naked with her on her knees at my feet, in her place in nature, fervently and skillfully sucking my cock, using her tongue swirling around and around while her lips tightly wrapped around pumped up and down, taking it deep into her throat, slowly, each up and down motion taking several seconds.?? She played with my balls, rubbing them gently with one hand while her other hand was skillfully pumping my cock in time with her mouth.? I had to cum.? I squirted out a load just as her head came up, shooting past her face as she turned to the side.? But she is grabbing my cock with both hands now, squeezing hard.? I shudder, my body going through all the contractions of an orgasm without the complete release.? I lay on my back gasping for breath, and before I could even catch my breath, I realized my cock was still rock hard.

?I want to stick your cock in me. Please, please, please let me stick your hard cock into my pussy.?? I have been practicing those special exercises.? Let me show you.?

I just smiled in wonder at what a few days of training can do for a woman, and lay back, pulling her on top of me.? My wife lowered her pussy and stopped.? She rubbed her clit with the head for several seconds before descending completely onto my cock then ground her hips into me and took me deep into her body.? I could feel the muscles rippling in her belly as she struggled to please me.? She squeezed her pussy with me very deep inside of her and I could tell she enjoyed it almost as much as me by that time.? She had an orgasm and then whispered in my ear:? ?Do you want to taste my pussy??? I could hardly refuse but I was really ready to get off by that point so just nodded and grunted as I could.? She smiled seductively, taking my cock through several deep arcs and I was sure I would come into her rippling pussy that was gripping me and fluttering like a tight fist.? Then suddenly as I arched upwards, straining, she pulled off.? Before I could complain, her mouth was around it and her tongue was hard at work licking off her glistening juices.? She slurped on me for several minutes, keeping me at the edge of orgasm until I was begging her to come fuck me.? I think me ripping out a chunk of her hair got her attention and then I was deep inside her pussy.? Her tight, rippling walls began moving up and down quickly as she bent down and kissed me passionately and lovingly.? I came deep inside her pussy as our mouths merged, and tongues battled.? I recognized the slightly acrid taste of her pussy that her lips and tongue slurped off my cock as I felt her tongue thrusting into my mouth, swirling around my tongue, and still I came.? Time seemed to stand still.? I probably squirted 10, perhaps 15 blasts as we continued to kiss deeply.? Now I can never get enough of her.

Gorean Diary

I smiled as I walked into the room.? My unit had seized power in the city less than 2 months ago when our slave revolt found some unexpected allies.? We ?Fighting Slaves? were the instigators of the revolution.? We seized control of the Kings Castle in a lightning strike, throwing the King and other rulers into the dungeon where they belonged.? We fully expected to fight, probably to the death when the praetorian guardsmen counterattacked from their bases throughout the city.? Fortunately for us, with the leadership in chains, the Kingdom suffered a mortal blow.? Marshal Martal, who controlled the city police force decided to make a deal with us and support the ?new? government.? The Kingdom collapsed overnight and the streets ran red with blood for several days.

Just 1 week after our victory, when we were still consolidating power in the city, we were contacted by the alien ?Others? who had been working with our former masters.? The ?Others? eagerly agreed to continue shipping female slaves from Earth at the same prices as before.? This was a windfall for us as we had little need for the roomfuls of gold and jewelry that we found when we stormed the palace.?

The arrangement kept the money flowing into the ?Others? underground units while we actually made more money on the resale of slaves- and we were able to pick out the best of the best for our uses.? The hostile aliens could care less which faction of humans was paying them for their shipments of pliant flesh while we were more than happy to sample that flesh.

I made sure that the first shipment included my ex-wife.? I had kidnapped my ex wife from Earth and flown her to the planet Gor!? No wonder I was smiling.

Gor is real.? It is a planet in this very solar system on the exact other side of the sun.? The planet is run by giant insect like creatures the Goreans call ?Priest Kings.? Everyone on the planet has to follow their laws that limit technology and weapons or they explode into flames and die screaming, courtesy of the Priest Kings global satellite network.?

I know the Priest Kings aren?t Gods.? I saw one die once so I am not afraid to say and write that I think the Priest Kings are paranoid gun control freaks.? They murder anyone who attempts to develop any weapons technology above the level of a crossbow and I think it is a bit extreme.? The Priest Kings are beyond extreme.

Even the ?Others? have to follow the weapons laws when they are on the surface of Gor and their smugglers ships have only a short margin before the satellites pinpoint their location.? It is just enough time to unload a shipment of fresh, choice flesh and (usually) get back into orbit.

Despite my problems with the Priest Kings, I have to admit the system they have imposed does work.? On Gor a man must fight for his meals and must work the soil with his animals or his slaves- insuring that the institution of slavery continues to exist on that glittering jewel of a world.? I never became a true man until I was brought to Gor- but that is another story. The point is that where there are true men, there are women who are true women- slaves, the natural state of nature.? Predator and prey.? I have known sexual pleasures like I could never have imagined since being brought to Gor. On the other hand, once I was punished by King Bendar- the former King of the City of Tor.? The beating was so severe I had to be revived 4 times.? I will always carry the scars. Gor is a mans world.? A world of violence and passion that brings out and legally enforces the receptive female and the aggressive male.

Yesterday I had taken Tammy to my bed chamber for wench sport.? She was one of King Bendar?s daughters and was now a state slave for the Freemans Alliance, the new rulers of the City of Tor. I was the Associate Director in charge of foreign affairs.? I guess you could say that is equivalent to the post of foreign minister or Secretary of State.? Except Colin Powel never had so much fun.?? Unfortunately, Tammy was disrespectful to me a total of four times during the night.? Twice she was warned about her lack of passion and yet she still attempted to refuse to perform intimate services in the early morning.? The stupid bitch claimed she had a headache, and even argued with me, at first light before I warned her she had incurred a whipping.? I was not the type of master who would take that kind of behavior.? Even though I could understand that Tammy resented me (after all, I was the one who drove the iron nails into her fathers wrists and feet while he pissed himself and screamed in agony when we crucified him at the height of the victory feast) but a slave is not permitted resentment.

Accordingly I had reserved the afternoon for the slave?s punishment.? I thought it would be very instructive to have my ex-wife be able to participate in the whipping.? She had just arrived with the first shipment last night and hardly had time to acclimate.? I smiled again, thinking how I would punish Tammy and also teach my wife a lesson about giving oral sex.? She would have to improve on that skill if she was going to survive on this world.? Although it may seem like a cruel shock, I thought it was important that my wife be given an idea of the degree of helplessness she faced when and if I ever decide to make her my slave.

I smiled even broader as Tammy walked into the room.? The slave had long blonde hair and moved sensuously, like a snake as she entered the room with her head down.

?Good to see you again, Tammy.? Please strip my angel.?? I beamed at the pretty slave as she walked into the room.? Tammy knew she was there for punishment and looked up at my eyes for just a moment before immediately putting her head down and starting to sensually take off the strip of clothing that she wore, sobbing quietly.? I admired the large soft breasts, the cascading blonde hair that reached to her shoulders, the round, tight little butt I had slipped inside and sampled just a few hours before- a tight little fit that was soon to be surrounded by dripping blood from numerous crisscrossing welts.

I had been very annoyed when I took Tammy?s ass.? She refused to cooperate and I ended up cuffing her to the floor and then picking her up and throwing her over the chair.? I plowed into her tight butt without any hesitation (or lubrication) and she screamed like a banshee.? The whole scene was so unnecessary.? The more I thought about her behavior last night, the more I realized that this was going to be a very severe punishment for the saucy slave.? Tammy flinched under my eyes but she continued to stand beautifully, perhaps hoping I would be influenced to show her mercy.? If only she had behaved like that last night.

I sighed.? Before I was done admiring the pleasing body of the former Kings daughter, the guards brought my wife into the room.? She was dressed in a Sirik, a shear chain dress that offered a variety of ties and looks unbelievably sexy on a woman.

?Don, what is going on.? Why have I been dressed like this? she said reproachfully.? My fucking wife always had a mouth bigger than the entire Mississippi basin- or as a man from Gor would say, bigger than the gleaming Thassa.

I stared her up and down before answering, making her squirm in the chains. There was a small smile on my face as I pushed her to the floor.? I smiled over her and waited for her to look at me before informing everyone of my plans for the day.

?Well darling, I thought you might want to assist in punishing this slave.?? I looked over at Tammy. ?Girl, I am placing your fate in the hands of my wife.? She is going to practice sucking my cock while you are whipped. ?She will start sucking when your beating starts- and it will not end until she finishes.?

My wife looked at me in shock. ?You won?t do this.? You can?t do this,? she cried.? Her hands went up to her mouth in utter shock.

I ignored her, looking at Tammy.? ?Now run along angel and select a guard to administer your whipping.? She looked at me gratefully. She thought that my letting her select the guard was a huge break.? She would probably select one of the smaller men, hoping that her beating would not be as severe or perhaps one of the men who liked her and would not be inclined to punish her as severely.

After my kindness I did not expect her to talk without permission.? She looked at my wife:? ?Please Mistress, Master likes it deep in your throat while softly rubbing his balls.? You can start exciting him while I am gone.?? She turned to run but I caught her within one step, grabbing the back of her hair and turning her around to face me, her lips inches from my teeth..

?Did you just talk to a free woman without permission???? I snarled, throwing her into the wall.

?Forgive me Master? she cried.

?You stupid fucking slave? I said grabbing her by the neck and shaking her like a small puppy.

?If you want to show my wife how to suck cock why didn?t you just say so.??? I lay down on the ground, dragging the pretty slave down on her knees between my legs.? Then I let her go and put my hands behind my head, relaxed.

Our eyes met.? ?Please me,? I commanded.

Tammy?s mouth dropped open, the full enormity of the punishment for her outburst sinking over her slowly as she took several deep breaths to calm herself.? Cumming inside Tammy?s mouth first would let me last much longer inside my wife?s mouth.? I thought this was a fitting punishment for Tammy?s indiscretion.? The whipping she had already earned would take far longer and be much more severe.? She met my eyes briefly, her dark hazel eyes glistening with tears.? My hard on was raging.? Tammy was frozen like a deer caught in the headlights.? I decided to make it easy for her.? I put one finger under her chin and another finger in her startled, shocked mouth, firmly gripping her mandible.? She got the idea quickly and immediately started to cooperate.?

As I lay my hands behind my head, Tammy opened her mouth even wider and swallowed almost half my cock in one deep gumming.? She started working her tongue around the glans and underneath the head just like I like it.? Good girl.? Within seconds she had one hand around the bottom half of my dick while her mouth and throat covered the top half.? It felt like my whole cock was inside her wet, tight mouth.? Her free hand was slowly massaging and gently squeezing the quickly bloating sac of my balls.? With each slow up stroke she twirled the flat of her tongue around and around the head and glans.

On the 21st stroke, Tammy came up just a little bit for air and to show us the squirt of pre come that had gone into her mouth.? She skillfully waited several seconds, just tonguing and gently rubbing my cock as it went through a couple more spasms before going for the kill.? This was the third time Tammy had sucked me off and she knew what to do.? She was a slave.? Her soft hands and warm wet mouth were just too much.? In just 9 more deep strokes I was coming hard into her gulping mouth.? Including an intense, 15 second orgasm, the total elapsed time was just over 55 seconds.

?Run along and find a guard now Tammy,? I said when my breathing started to steady again.? She gracefully stood to her feet and slipped from the room, licking her lips.

My wife looked at me aghast.? ?I can?t believe you just did that right in front of me,? she said.

?Dearest, that slave talked without permission.? I could have had her beaten or slain right on the spot but instead I gave her the honor of sucking me off.? Now, Tammy is going to be back here in just a few minutes.? She is going to be severely beaten.? You are in control of how severe that beating will be.? You are going to suck my cock and make me cum in your mouth.? Only after you have done that will I stop her beating.?

My wife looked at me with horror as I continued, perhaps too stunned to speak for the first time in her fucking life.? ?Tammy had a pretty good idea.? She wanted you to start exciting me while she was gone and I have to tell you, your usual bitching, complaining, and questioning everything I do is NOT exciting me in the least.?

?You are a sick fucking bastard.? I won?t do it.? I refuse.?

I smiled a thin smile and my eyes grew hard as I grabbed my wife by the hair.? I had no wish to see Tammy beaten to death.? She was not completely displeasing last night and she had all the markings of a top slave.? I thought I should tell my wife exactly what was going to happen, especially since I had already decided that my wife was not going to be allowed to use her hands.? Jacking me off was about the only thing that she ever did right and it just didn?t seem fair since this was a lesson in oral sex.

??This is not Earth any more darling.? I am a man on this planet and I have given you an order.?? I met my wife?s dark blue eyes as I continued.? ?I will make it easy for you dear.? You will suck my cock and make me cum in your mouth or you can sit there and watch my guard whip the slave to death.?

My wife sat down on the floor with her arms crossed.? She glared it me with baleful eyes.? ?I know you Don, you wouldn?t kill someone.? You are not a murderer.?

Enraged, I grabbed my wife by the throat, pushing her against the wall with a thud.? ?I have killed 5 men with my bare hands you stupid bitch.? You don?t know me.? You never knew me and on this world, you cannot control me with your pathetic court orders.? I am the one in control now.? I am the judge and I issue the injunctions.? You are just a woman and a barbarian from the planet Earth.?

I snarled out these words, just inches from her face, my hand on the back of her neck.? I was still snarling (recounting the times she had misjudged me) when Tammy walked back into the room followed by a young soldier.? I recognized him immediately as Randel- a young kid actually, probably 17 years old.? Randel was blooded in the revolt and was made a palace guard just last week.? Tammy thought she was a sly fucking bitch by picking a boy to handle her whipping.? I would teach her and my wife an even bigger lesson than I had originally planned.? I was teaching a class on the use of the Staff in self defense and Randel was one of my star students.? He was a strong little fucker for a person his size.? His short arms would be good levers to swing a flexible switch at the maximum speed.?

Turning my wife around and holding her by the throat, I locked a pair of slave bracelets on the Sirik onto her wrists and attached them to the small of her back, just above her slightly plump buttocks.? She was still struggling and I realized that drastic measures would have to be taken if Tammy was going to survive this beating.

While I turned my wife around, I said: ?Randel, get a sturdy birch switch from that bin and strike this woman twice so she understands a little better.? Then I want you to chain Tammy and prepare to begin beating her with the switches.? This woman is going to practice sucking my cock and you have until I am done to beat Tammy.?? I met the boy?s eyes.? ?Tammy has picked you because she thinks your youth will mitigate the punishment she has earned.? I expect her to understand her mistake before this is over.?? Tammy visibly flinched but managed to keep quiet.

My wife, on the other hand, continued to bitch, crying over and over again that I would not do this followed by vicious and vile profanity.? Her swearing turned to a startled scream of agony as I heard the swish-wack of a switch on bare skin.? A deep red welt suddenly appeared on my wife?s butt that was followed quickly by another swish-crack that left another bright red line inches below the first.

Her scream was ear splitting. I waited for my wife to calm down before nodding at Randel.? He quickly tied Tammy?s wrists together and then tied them to the whipping ring.? Then he pulled on the ring, raising the pretty slaves arms high over her head.? My wife watched the proceedings with horror in her tear filled eyes as the preparations for the whipping continued.?

Tammy was jerked onto the very tips of her toes, stretching her back and buttocks.? I smiled as I thought how this would make each cut all the deeper.? Tammy would be bleeding in less than a minute- and I was willing to bet that my wife would not even start her pathetic attempts at blowing me for ? of that precious time.? As it turned out, I was right.

??????????? Both Tammy and my wife jerked in surprise at the first swish-wack of hard wood on bare flesh.? Randel had let loose with a full stroke as hard as he possibly could.? The lash left a bright red line across the middle of Tammy?s butt with a deeper mark on her right hip.? Fiery red lines of pain radiated from the central line as she let out a howl of pain.? She was still screaming when the second lash landed on the small of her back leaving an eleven inch welt perpendicular to her spine.? The third bright line of pain appeared on the back of her right thigh.? The stick passed dangerously close to her sweet little pussy as it wrapped around the front of her leg from behind, prompting a long scream followed by hysterical begging:? ?Please, Mistress.??

??????????? I thought the blow was pretty neat even though it did break the birch swritch, but Tammy did not appreciate the artistry involved.? Randel quickly reached for another one, this time selecting a thicker, shorter branch.? This ?switch? was more like a cane.? The end conveniently flattened out into a 3 inch paddle.??

??????????? My wife kneeled there in shocked silence, her hands still tied behind her back with the chain.? She flinched as the fourth and fifth blow struck the pretty, squirming, screaming, slave directly on the buttocks.
??????????? ?There killing me Mistress.? Please, please, please, please, PLEASE?AHHHHH.? OH NO, PLEEEEASE!!?? Then her cries became unintelligible as the Eighth blow crashed into her right kidney leaving a dark bruise over her right hip.

??????????? My wife started to lick her suddenly dry lips.? ?Please Don.? Stop the whipping.? You are hurting her.? You win.? I will suck you off.? Now stop him.?

??????????? I paused while the 12^th and 13^th blow landed on the pretty slave, the latter breaking the cane in half.?

?That is your fucking problem,? I said as Randel picked out a long willow branch.? ?You never listen to me.? I said when I come in your mouth I will stop the whipping.??

Randel landed the 14^th blow on the girls almost unblemished upper back, letting the long flexible tip wrap around and strike her chest, full on the right breast.? The scream was of a different caliber this time.? It was pitiful and ear splitting.?

Tammy was twisting and squirming wildly in desperate pain. I looked at my wife, my hard on growing.? ?That one must have stung,? I said.? Finally she decided to obey.? My wife squirmed over and put her head on my lap, reaching for me with her tongue.? Taking pity on her, I guided my cock into her willing mouth, my hands, as was fitting, firmly gripping her hair.

Despite the promising initial effort, my wife didn?t use her tongue enough at first.? Normally I would have said something but I was enjoying Tammy?s vicious beating very much.? I thought it would be a lesson for my wife if I could hold out until her efforts improved a level.? Thanks to Tammy?s expert ministrations from the previous night and just a few minutes before, I was confident that I could.?

I had cum in Tammy?s pussy three times last night.? I fucked her butt twice but only came in it once. The second time, when she was cooperative but sore, I pulled out of her ass with a pop and made her finish me in her mouth.? That quick bj made it twice that I had used Tammy?s mouth as my sperm receptacle last night.? The first time was more of an accident.? I was fucking her hard in the missionary position with her feet on my shoulders.? She was completely spread out and I was jamming my cock into her cervix on each stroke.

Meanwhile my mouth was clamped over hers, kissing her deeply and passionately, bruising her open lips, battling with her tongue.? To make it interesting, I kept pulling out so she could lick and suck the girl juice on my cock.? It made the sweet, brutal kisses that followed so much more tasty.? On the fourth or fifth time I had switched, I lost control and came in her mouth.? So much for the deep tongue kisses!? Now after cumming a total of 7 times in the last 12 hours, and once less than ? hour ago, I was forcing my wife to make it a near record 8t^h time.? Moreover, I wasn?t even letting her use her hands to help with this job that she clearly had found distasteful and so was never very good at anyway.?

By the 50^th blow, my wife was starting to get desperate, finally realizing the mistake of her disobedience.? She almost had me shortly after that but, luckily, Tammy passed out with a gurgling howl as one of the lashes rapped around her leg and crashed into her pussy.? I grabbed my wife by the throat with one hand and the hair with the other, lifting her mouth off my cock.?

?Wake up the slave Randel,? I said.? Randel grinned and spit on his hands.? Then he started to rub Tammy?s little nub and stick his fingers in her pussy, stretching her while roughly rubbing her clit.? Tammy woke up almost dreamily.? The slave was obviously aroused and this slowed down the inexorable wave of pain that spread slowly throughout her body.? You could see the wave wash over the pretty slave, almost in slow motion.? At first her eyes fluttered open and she sighed, almost in pleasure as Randel played with her pussy.? Then her pupils dilated as she became aware of the pain that was radiating from the dozens of criss-crossing stripes.? It took almost five seconds for this wave of pain to cover the pleasure that the slave was getting from Randel?s hand.? When it did, she started making a low gutteral moan that turned into a pitiful howl of pain.

Randel selected another switch form the pile and I nodded at him.? He waited until the howl of pain subsided before delivering another low at her already bloody butt cheeks.

I let go of my wife?s head and she lay there between my legs in shock.? Randel stepped to the side of the hanging slave and aimed a blow directly at Tammy?s breasts.??? It took my pathetic wife almost 6 minutes of a lot of gagging, licking, scraping and sucking to make me cum.? By that time, the slave was permanently scarred, her body was covered in blood.? Tammy was forced to endure 158 criss-crossing welts to her naked flesh before my cock started spurting into my wife?s open mouth.? She tried to jerk back but I tightened my grip on her hair and forced her to swallow every drop.

The next day, another slave was to be disciplined so I arranged to have her delivered to my chambers rather than being beaten in public as was customary.? Two burly guards dragged the pretty red head into my home just as another guard was bringing in my wife.? I hadn?t seen her since she swallowed my cum (for the first time) and smiled at her, giving the love of my life a bear hug and a deep tongue kiss.? The Sirik had been removed and she was completely naked.

Then I threw her down on the floor and told her what I had planned.? ?Dear, this slave is also going to be disciplined.? These 2 guards are going to take turns beating her with that thick wooden paddle and that wide leather strap.? The rules are the same as last night, except you will not use your mouth on my cock this time.? You will use your ass.? If any part of your body touches my cock except your asshole, we will delay you and then just start the punishment all over again.?

There is lubricant on the table.? Gentlemen, prepare the slave for punishment and then begin.? Darling, I suggest you start lubing up your ass and then rubbing it on my cock until you can get it inside your ass.

To my delight, my formerly prudish wife who never gave me her ass grabbed the lube with 2 fingers and started to jam the juice into her butt, using her thumb to drag pussy juice forward to mix with the ass lube. Meanwhile the 2 men were stripping the redheaded slave and bending her over a chair so her ass was stuck up in the air.? They secured her hands and stretched the skin of her ass and were just grabbing their weapons when I slipped past my wife?s sphincter. The heat, the warmth, the tightness was so good I couldn?t stand it.? And then the first hard smack with the paddle struck the slave, leaving a bright red, fiery hot wheel on her left ass cheek.

My wife started rocking back and forth on my cock as the next blow struck.? She had been fraternizing with the slaves, I realized suddenly as she clamped down on my cock with her bowels.? Even though the lictors struck the slave like madmen, I had to stop them after just 12 blows.? She was learning.? I smiled and kissed her.

When I summoned her 3 days later, my wife was in rare form. She had been diligently studying her sexual arts and discussing my likes and dislikes with my other women.? That is one of the many advantages of the Harem.? She came to me wearing only a shear robe. We danced and kissed and laid on the bed.? Then she slowly stripped for me, taking a long time, brushing my cock and letting me see every inch of her.? Before I knew it, my wife and I were both stark naked with her on her knees at my feet, in her place in nature, fervently and skillfully sucking my cock, using her tongue swirling around and around while her lips tightly wrapped around pumped up and down, taking it deep into her throat, slowly, each up and down motion taking several seconds.?? She played with my balls, rubbing them gently with one hand while her other hand was skillfully pumping my cock in time with her mouth.? I had to cum.? I squirted out a load just as her head came up, shooting past her face as she turned to the side.? But she is grabbing my cock with both hands now, squeezing hard.? I shudder, my body going through all the contractions of an orgasm without the complete release.? I lay on my back gasping for breath, and before I could even catch my breath, I realized my cock was still rock hard.

?I want to stick your cock in me. Please, please, please let me stick your hard cock into my pussy.?? I have been practicing those special exercises.? Let me show you.?

I just smiled in wonder at what a few days of training can do for a woman, and lay back, pulling her on top of me.? My wife lowered her pussy and stopped.? She rubbed her clit with the head for several seconds before descending completely onto my cock then ground her hips into me and took me deep into her body.? I could feel the muscles rippling in her belly as she struggled to please me.? She squeezed her pussy with me very deep inside of her and I could tell she enjoyed it almost as much as me by that time.? She had an orgasm and then whispered in my ear:? ?Do you want to taste my pussy??? I could hardly refuse but I was really ready to get off by that point so just nodded and grunted as I could.? She smiled seductively, taking my cock through several deep arcs and I was sure I would come into her rippling pussy that was gripping me and fluttering like a tight fist.? Then suddenly as I arched upwards, straining, she pulled off.? Before I could complain, her mouth was around it and her tongue was hard at work licking off her glistening juices.? She slurped on me for several minutes, keeping me at the edge of orgasm until I was begging her to come fuck me.? I think me ripping out a chunk of her hair got her attention and then I was deep inside her pussy.? Her tight, rippling walls began moving up and down quickly as she bent down and kissed me passionately and lovingly.? I came deep inside her pussy as our mouths merged, and tongues battled.? I recognized the slightly acrid taste of her pussy that her lips and tongue slurped off my cock as I felt her tongue thrusting into my mouth, swirling around my tongue, and still I came.? Time seemed to stand still.? I probably squirted 10, perhaps 15 blasts as we continued to kiss deeply.? Now I can never get enough of her.

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DEAR DIARY I awoke on the filthy mattress and looked around the darkened room. The dim glow of the street light peaking thru the dirty slats on the windows blinds. The quick moving hoards of cock roaches skittering across the thread bare carpet. Sitting up I realized what had happened last night. There were bruises and ugly raised welts all over my aching body. My tits were in terrible pain with dried blood...

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They say our lives are an open book, and there it was: Julie's diary, open on the kitchen table. Its siren call hit me in the gut, and I didn't need any Greek to understand, "Read me, Read me." I reached for it and was about to pick it up when it hit me. This was a line that maybe I didn't want to cross. It's not that Julie was terribly secretive, at least my spouse and I didn't think she was. Sure, there was stuff we didn't know about--she was a teenager, after all--but we were...

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I so need to confess what I have been doing for a long time! But I will tell you, can you keep a secret? GOOD! Well for the past few months, I've been a naughty girl! I cant help it, I guess I've become addicted to it. Oh, sorry you must wonder what im talking about. Well let me tell you from the beginning. I've always been curious about my best friends, Rachel, life. We used to talk alot, but lately things have changed. Ever since she met Justin, she has been sorta well distant. Justin is her...

FateChapter 6 Peggys Diary

From time to time Peggy will put a current entry to her diary in to help you understand her feelings about what has happened lately in her family and friends. And from time to time she will write a section of a Chapter. It will indicate [BY PEGGY] when that is the case. Otherwise it will be by me, John. I don't think anyone else will write any but it will indicate if that is the case. Who knows. [BY PEGGY] Dear Diary Once again I return to my diary to share my most intimate thoughts. I...

A Peek At Lisas Diary

*This is the first entry reformatted. I hope you enjoy!* Diary, I had the most fantastic evening with Michael last night...I can hardly contain myself! I just have to share it with you right away; he's actually still sleeping beside me and i'm still in my fav pink teddy. You remember when i told you last week how we started fooling around last month? Well I need to bring you up to speed! Mom let Michael sleep over last weekend, so after school on Friday we stopped at his house to...

Dear Diary

Dear Diary, I have thought long and hard about whether I wanted to have a record of my exploits, my conquests, my down right dirty fucking sex life, and I concluded that, when I am old, I want to be able to look back on this moment in my life and be jealous of my younger self. I mean, I may only be 23 now, pretty in an effortless way, but one day I won’t be, you know, and I might like to reminisce. Oh Diary, where or where do I even begin to tell you about life? Do I start from today moving...

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The longer I live, the more I believe the old adage that things are never what they seem. I am a generally easy going kind of guy, and until recently seemed to have had a fairly normal life. It appeared like I had it all. I was at the pinnacle of success, with a great job, a gorgeous wife, plenty of wealth, and a large home in the suburbs. This is my account of how my perfect life came tumbling down. But before I bring you up to present I will go back six weeks ago. It was February 2, 2014, and...

Dear Diary

Dear Diary, I am typing this now as I’m watching my sweet hubby fucking my daughters. I took a break just now from giving a prolonged blowjob to my husband for almost 20 minutes and the bottom part of my tongue is aching from it. I wanted to relax for a bit before joining in the action, drink some water, and I also needed to give some time to my daughters to enjoy as I’m not selfish enough to have the fun all by myself. My younger daughter has already started to complain about me, blaming that...

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Tim's Diary By R. Gold Chapter One Hey Rob, You won't believe my weekend, buddy! I had to write to someone and who best to talk to than an old college roommate? Well, I found the woman of my dreams partying in a bar in little old Seattle. What a night! What a weekend! It all started when our office went out to happy hour at the tavern around the corner from the office. Brenda, our secretary, dragged me along insisting that I take a break from the paperwork and help...

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September 1 Dear Diary, First of all, let me introduce myself, my name is Jane Stevens and I can't believe I started at the infamous St Trinians school school today! I learned that there are over 600 students in the school - but only about 100 in the senior year - still I doubt I'll ever get to know all of them, I just hope to recognize a few of them!!! They said that the senior year is the easiest one of all, I don't believe it!!! My roommate seems nice enough, but we don't have any...

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Dance Diary

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Beep, Beep, Beep, Fuck, I forgot to turn that dam alarm clock off again, it’s Saturday morning. But before I could get out of my bed, Darcy came into my room wearing her white robe, and she shut it off. “Dam-it Marcy, it’s Saturday,” she said as she came over to me and sat down on my bed. She then leaned down and kissed me on my lips. I open my mouth and her tongue went into my mouth. I could tell she hadn’t brushed her teeth yet, her breath smelled terrible, but I’m sure mine was just as...

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All-in-all this has been a crappy year, so when a heavy package arrived from the law firm of Holland, Scharz and Jacobs I was expecting the worst. Inside the padded manilla shipping envelope were two items. The first was an antique leather-bound journal with a worn strap holding its covers shut, the second was a heavy envelope with my name, Melissa Gordon, written on it in neat (if old-fashioned) cursive hand. The letter inside was typed on expensive heavy-weight paper that had the company...

Gorean slave girl

Follow the life of one of the many Earth women who becomes slave girls on Gor every year. You decide what happens to these slave girls on Gor here are some choices, Sarah; is a 22 year old college student, she is blonde 5 foot 10 inches tall. And is a part-time model. Julia; is a 23 year old trophy wife, a Brunette she is 5 foot 8 inches tall. Is an ex-stripper. Susan is a 19 year old secretary, a redhead she is 5 foot 9 inches tall. And is taking belly dancing. Tracy is a 18 year old black...

E105 New Years Day The End Of The Diary

Dorothy and Maude spend the week with Donald and Emma. Twice more, the four women do play together. Once in the afternoon when Donald and Emma are both out, and one night when the two older women slip out in the night, as arranged, to spend the night with Karen and Julie. The morning after that night together, all are a bit groggy at breakfast.Donald and Emma want Dorothy and Maude to stay through New Year’s, but the women say no, they want to enjoy being on the train heading home on New Year’s...

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Dear diary Sept 12 Saturday, OMG diary this is the first time I have made an entry that really feels like it means something. Today, well tonight actually mom drank almost half a bottle of wine and got really drunk. She started crying and apologizing to me but I couldn't get her to tell me why she was sorry at first. Finally she said it was because she was such a geek, and that she knows that she raised me to be such a geek too. I think that its because she's really lonely, all...

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My srs Diary

I’m Tom. I am a hard working senior in college with a minimum wage job and a loving f****y. I have a younger s****r that means the world to me, a mother and a father that have helped me get through all kind of tough times and help me out every step of the way. I also have four of the best friends in the world, or so I thought until I rooted through my s****r’s diary. I wasn’t just snooping around, I was worried. It went like this: I noticed that my s****r was dressing in skimpier and skimpier...

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We were having coffee after dinner when she excused herself, with a wink, to visit the restroom. For no particular reason, I glanced at her open purse lying on the table and noticed the small pink book that said “Diary” on the cover. I sheepishly pulled it out and fanned the pages to browse its contents. My heart nearly stopped beating when I read the latest entry: "Dear Diary, I’m going out with him again this week and it is so bitter sweet. Such a sweet, generous man, but one who is very...

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I'm Tom. I am a hard working senior in college with a minimum wage job and a loving family. I have a younger sister that means the world to me, a mother and a father that have helped me get through all kind of tough times and help me out every step of the way. I also have four of the best friends in the world, or so I thought until I rooted through my sister's diary. I wasn't just snooping around, I was worried. It went like this: I noticed that my sister was dressing in skimpier and skimpier...

My sisters Diary

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LILY'S DIARY June 15 I've just started work for my new employers, Mr Trent, Bill, and Ms Williams, Alison, but of course I have to just call them Sir and Madam. She's told me to write this occasional diary and assured me that I won't be punished whatever I write, although of course I would be if I spoke the same words. She's told me that it would amuse her to read about my reactions to my new life of work here but I don't understand why. I arrived last night but was excused...

Dear Diary

Please read the writer’s guidelines before adding chapters. A diary gets released onto the internet as everyone finds about the deepest, darkest, most private secrets that were once locked away in a diary. Perhaps they’re an egotistical jock who will finally be taken down a peg, or maybe they’re a pop star being controlled by her label, finally able to free herself and be free. Whoever it is, I wouldn’t envy them, and yet... maybe I would? This is clearly a new thing I’m trying. It’s similar to...

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I don't know what to say about Barbie... Malibu Barbie, to be precise. I hadn't seen her in all those years. Memories rushed in that I'd pushed back into the recesses of my mind. Time was, I'd use it as my primo dildo. Not the head, mind you, my hole isn't that big! The feet, always feet first. Yes, both of them. Once started, I'd poke my fingers inside me and move the legs from side to side. I realized I'd absentmindedly spread my legs apart and discovered I was cupping my...

Dear Diary

Bad things happen when you cheat. Dear Diary. March 18th 1985: Dear diary, well it finally happened. Two weeks after our anniversary and I cheated on my husband. Funny, Roy talked to me about having kids again just yesterday. I am glad I took the pill today. Branden came a lot…. I don’t know what Roy would think of his child-hood friend now that he just had amazing sex with his own wife for hours today…. But he did and his wife loved it…… March 19th 1985: Roy...

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