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??????????? I have been talking on myspace to a dominatrix for a few weeks now. My schedule had recently cleared up and I had agreed to have a session with her. I went to the corner of the streets that she had instructed and called the dungeon studio at the appointed time. The receptionist then gave me the final directions to the facility. When I got there, the receptionist greeted me. She was a small redheaded girl in her early twenties dressed in a sexy business suit and a short business skirt. She told me that I was to give her the tribute envelope and follow her. I was very nervous, but I of course complied. She walked me to one of the closed doors and stopped.

??????????? ?You are in the black room today,? she said in her sweet voice. ?Now listen closely. When you enter the room, you will find two bags on the chair. One of them is empty and the other one isn?t. You are to strip and put your close in the empty bag. You will then open the other bag. Inside you will find leather restraint cuffs and a hood. You will put the cuffs and hood on and stand in the center of the room with your back to the door and your arms at your side.? The greeter then put her hand on my cheek and turned my face directly toward her so that I was forced to look directly into her eyes, ?and don?t move! If the Mistresses wants you to move she will direct you.?? She paused a second, ?Do you understand??

?Yes Ma?am,? I said with slightly louder than I had intended.

?Good, the Mistress will be with you shortly,? she informed me as she opened the door.

I walked into the room, which was painted almost completely black and one completely mirrored wall. There were two different styles of bondage chairs near one wall, with a bondage cross in the corner. There was also a black padded bondage bed, which had some type of winching mechanism at the head. Off in the other corner of the room was a bondage horse and a cabinet. One of the walls had different kinds of paddles, whips, different colored ropes, and other bondage restraints hanging on it. As described, there were indeed two bags on one of the bondage chairs. I didn?t waste any time getting undressed and putting my close into the empty bag. In the other bag, I found everything that the receptionist told me would be there. I wrapped the two leather wrist restraints around each wrist and buckled them in place. I did the same with the ankle restraints. I did notice that each restraint was fitted with an o-ring. Next was the hood. This was quite intimidating. It was a tight looking leather hood with a zipper in the back and a buckle that wraps around the neck. There were thick patches over the eyes, which would make it impossible to see through and also lumps of cloth over by each ear, which would make it extremely hard to hear through. I wondered if I would be able to even hear the Mistress enter the dungeon. After I put it on, I was pretty sure that I wouldn?t be able to hear the Mistress unless she yelled right into my ear.

Now, I was exactly how the greeter had ordered me. All that remained now was to wait? and wait I did. It seemed like hours, but was probably only fifteen minutes or so. I felt a feather under my ball sack? real lightly. At first, I wasn?t even sure if it was in my mind or not. Then I felt it run over my chest and around each nipple. I had a hard time not moving. Then the feather was traced down my chest again and then up the underside of my very hard cock. I felt a slight pull on my left arm. No one was grabbing it, but I could tell that a rope was being threaded through the o-ring. A moment later the same thing happened to the other arm. After another moment, my arms were being pulled upwards by the ropes. The ropes kept pulling, even when my arms were stretched as high as possible. It wasn?t long before I was on my tiptoes. At this point, I felt the feather glide on my chest again tickling each nipple. This caused my nipples to become erect and then without warning, I felt the hard biting pinch of cold nipple clamps on each of my hard nipples. I felt the clamps being pulled upwardly as they tugged my now hurting nipples with them.

?The nipple clamps continued to dig into my nipples for a few minutes. But I couldn?t tell what the Mistress was planning. I didn?t feel any new sensations and that scared me even more. I forced myself to listen as intently as I could in the hopes that I could figure out what was coming next. But I knew it was hopeless. As time moved forward and the Mistress let me savor the pain of the nipple clamps and the aching of my toes as I was supporting my weight on them almost entirely.

Without warning, I felt the sting of a flogger on my back. It was hard, but not too hard. The surprise of it hurt more than anything. But that would soon change as the Mistress flogged my back harder and faster. Then, as unexpectedly as it had started, the flogging stopped and there was nothing, nothing but the stinging of my back and the burning of my nipples and the aching of my legs.

My arms were then lowered slightly so that I could put my weight on my feet instead of just my toes. This would have been a huge relief, except that the chain attached to the nipple clamps had not been loosened and it was still pulling the clamps upwardly. Standing on my feet caused the clamps to pull my nipples harder. The only way to relieve the pain in my nipples was to stand on my tiptoes. Just as I had realized this, I felt a hard smack on my ass from a paddle. The Mistress started to paddle my ass harder, which each swat and each swat came faster and faster. It wasn?t long before I could feel tears running down my face inside the hood. But the Mistress kept paddling away on me. Every so often she would stop for a moment and caress my ass with the paddle gently, or use her hand to do the same. But then she would start up again and the pain was unbelievable. And through it all, I had to fight to stay on my toes so that I could lessen the pain of the nipple clamps. To my surprise, the Mistress then added some slack to the nipple clamp chain and I was able to rest my toes for a minute.

Now, the Mistress had started paying attention to my cock, and my cock went even more to attention for the Mistress. She cupped my balls in her warm hand and fondled them around a bit. Then I felt her run some kind of rope around the base of my cock and balls. It wasn?t long before I could feel her tie the rope so that each of my balls were separated out. This made them extremely sensitive. She lightly scratched at each one and gave them each a little tug. Then I felt them being pulled downward toward the floor. A moment later, I felt her hand gently pushing the back of my knees signaling me to bend slightly. I did as directed and then I felt the rope on my balls being pulled further to the ground and then tied to the floor. Without warning, the chain from the nipple clamps were tightened again to their previous position causing me to stand on my toes to lessen the pain. This time however, as I went to my toes, the rope on my balls pulled extremely hard causing a great deal of pain in my balls.

The Mistress had left me a choice. Either I could feel the full pull of the nipple clamps or the full pull of the rope pulling my balls. Either way I had to experience extreme pain. As I kept shifting between the two options, I felt the Mistress unbuckling the hood around my head. She then unzipped it and pulled it off my head completely. This was the first time that I was able to get a chance to gaze upon the Mistress who has been torturing me.

She was about average height and her weight was quite proportional. Her long straight red hair glided back and forth against her pale milky white skin as stroked a finger over the underside of my cock. She war wearing black open-toed heels with straps that crisscrossed over her feet and all the way up her legs to her knees. She had on a short cheerleader like skirt made of black leather, which flowed around her. A strong wind could easily blow her skirt upward. A black tight leather corset clung to her body and pushed her ample sized breasts upward revealing the Mistress?s cleavage. Around the Mistress?s neck was a spiked choker. Finishing off her outfit was a pair of black lace-up gauntlets around her lower arms. She was unbelievably stunning and for a moment, I completely forgot about all the pain that I was in and about my current situation. It was like time had stopped. But Mistress snapped me out of my daze when she grabbed my chin and thrust it in such a way that my eyes were forced to meet her gaze. ?Do you want to cum, slave?? she asked with an edge to her voice.??

Without a thought, I nodded my head and answered her in an almost inaudible, ?yes Ma?am.?

She stroked the underside of my cock again and gave out a little chuckle. Then she took the nipple clamps off my nipples at the same time. The blood rushed back into them causing unimaginable pain. She then, lightly pinched them to help the blood flow back into them. The Mistress walked behind me for a moment. When she returned mere seconds later, she had a posture collar and leash in her hands. Buckling the collar around my neck within seconds, as my head was forced upward. I was now unable to look down or lower my head at all. This was unfortunate because now the Mistress had turned her attention to the rope tied to the floor. With a slight pull of the end, my balls were no longer being pulled downward. She let the rope hang down from behind my cock and balls and then promptly ignored as if she had forgotten about it completely. The Mistress moved to the side of the room and released the rope that was pulling my left arm upward. Moving to the other side of the room she released my other arm.

?Up? she commanded as he pointed to the bondage bed. ?On all fours? quickly!?

?I obeyed her command without a moment?s hesitation. She slapped my ass a in such a way as to let me know that she wanted me to move forward more. I crawled forward as directed. She then took some rope and threaded it through one of my wrist cuffs and then through an o-ring on the side of the bed. Mistress tightened the cuff close to the ring so that I couldn?t move much. She then walked around the bed and did the same with that wrist cuff. As expected, she tied my ankle cuffs in the same manner.

Mistress then attached a leash to a ring on the back of my collar and gave it a little tug as the leash was tied off to one of the rings on the bed in such a fashion as to keep it taunt, forcing my neck back and my head facing forward. Then the scarlet haired goddess grabbed the dangling rope that was tied around my cock and balls, then around each of my balls separately and then again around the base of my cock and balls. Once she had the rope end in her hand, she wrapped it around her wrist like she would a leash. She pulled on it a little and watched as my cock and balls bobbed up and down. With that she let out a bit of a chuckle and continued yanking slightly.

I hear her move about as she untwined the rope to gain distance. I tried to turn my head, but couldn?t as the leash of the posture collar forcing my gaze forward. All I could do was listen for the footsteps of her heels against the floor as she moved about the room grapping some things from one of the cabinets and then returning to the bed; all the while, adjusting the length of the rope holding my cock and balls in place. ?You?re going to love this slave,? she loudly whispered in a sultry tone. My cock grew larger just hearing the sound of her voice as she said it.??

The Mistress placed something in front of my knees, but I couldn?t tell what. I tried to look down to see, but again, the leash tugging on my posture collar made that impossible. Next, I heard the snapping sound of latex. It wasn?t long before Mistress started to fondly my balls with her left hand while I felt her rubbing some cold cream on my ass with her right hand. Slowly, her latex gloved hand caressed my ass as she continued to fondle my tied balls with her bare hand. The gloved hand moved closer and closer to my anus and I felt just the gloved index finger lightly circling the flesh around my anal hole. After a moment or two, her finger started to push into the hole ever so slowly. Deeper and deeper she pushed. A second latex finger soon followed as the Mistress?s bare hand moved to my cock. She stroked my cock up and down very gently as she two gloved fingers slowly and rhythmically stimulated my prostate inside my greased anus. ?ohhh, mmmm, ahhhh,? Mistress whispered in her sultry tone simulating the sounds of sex as she continued to stroke my prostate and move her left hand up and down my hard shaft keeping with the rhythm of her right. Every so often, she would move her left hand from my cock back to the fondling of my roped balls and then back again to my hard member. All the while she would keep the rhythm of her gloved fingers on my prostrate and continue she soft moaning. After a time, I felt my cum dripping out of my cock head as the redheaded goddess continued her routine. More and more of my cum poured out of my cock and yet the Mistress gave no signs of notice except that her soft moaning got progressively louder and more intense. I couldn?t believe that my cum was still flowing and worried slightly about the mess that I must be making. But over everything, the realization hit me that I had not had an orgasm.

When my cum had stopped the flowing and the Mistress was satisfied that she had gotten very last drop out of me. She pulled her fingers out of my ass and then gave it a good solid whack. ?I am done milking you now little cow,? She said with a sigh. ?I doubt you will be able to orgasm for a week. How does that make you feel??

I didn?t know how to answer. I was completely speechless.

With another smack of the ass, ?Answer me slave!? within moments, she released the leash holding my head and moved close to my face awaiting my response.

In my nervous barely audible voice, I tried to answer. ?I don?t know Mistress,? I whispered -- my throat being extremely dry.

??I bet you are thirsty slave,? She said as she moved a bowl in front of my face. ?Lucky for you slave, I am not mean enough to make you drink this milk of yours.? With that said, the Mistress handed me a glass of water with her other hand. She helped me drink the water and gave out a slight chuckle. ?I bet you really would have drank your own milk if I commanded. How sweet, now get dressed,? she ordered as she untied my wrist before walking out of the Black Room and closing the door behind her.

I was left to untie my other wrist and then my ankles. I removed the collar and found the bag with my clothes in it. As I was finishing getting dressed, the Mistress walked back into the room. She moved right in front of me and stomped her heel, ?Kneel!? She ordered.

I immediately obeyed without a thought.

?Kiss me feet!? she ordered.

As I started to lower my head and kiss her toes, she voice roared again.

?Make love to them!?

After about a minute or two, she told me to stop and let me know that our session was over. I thanked her for the experience and she showed me out of the Black Room and the dungeon.

-The End-

?

The Black Room

??????????? I have been talking on myspace to a dominatrix for a few weeks now. My schedule had recently cleared up and I had agreed to have a session with her. I went to the corner of the streets that she had instructed and called the dungeon studio at the appointed time. The receptionist then gave me the final directions to the facility. When I got there, the receptionist greeted me. She was a small redheaded girl in her early twenties dressed in a sexy business suit and a short business skirt. She told me that I was to give her the tribute envelope and follow her. I was very nervous, but I of course complied. She walked me to one of the closed doors and stopped.

??????????? ?You are in the black room today,? she said in her sweet voice. ?Now listen closely. When you enter the room, you will find two bags on the chair. One of them is empty and the other one isn?t. You are to strip and put your close in the empty bag. You will then open the other bag. Inside you will find leather restraint cuffs and a hood. You will put the cuffs and hood on and stand in the center of the room with your back to the door and your arms at your side.? The greeter then put her hand on my cheek and turned my face directly toward her so that I was forced to look directly into her eyes, ?and don?t move! If the Mistresses wants you to move she will direct you.?? She paused a second, ?Do you understand??

?Yes Ma?am,? I said with slightly louder than I had intended.

?Good, the Mistress will be with you shortly,? she informed me as she opened the door.

I walked into the room, which was painted almost completely black and one completely mirrored wall. There were two different styles of bondage chairs near one wall, with a bondage cross in the corner. There was also a black padded bondage bed, which had some type of winching mechanism at the head. Off in the other corner of the room was a bondage horse and a cabinet. One of the walls had different kinds of paddles, whips, different colored ropes, and other bondage restraints hanging on it. As described, there were indeed two bags on one of the bondage chairs. I didn?t waste any time getting undressed and putting my close into the empty bag. In the other bag, I found everything that the receptionist told me would be there. I wrapped the two leather wrist restraints around each wrist and buckled them in place. I did the same with the ankle restraints. I did notice that each restraint was fitted with an o-ring. Next was the hood. This was quite intimidating. It was a tight looking leather hood with a zipper in the back and a buckle that wraps around the neck. There were thick patches over the eyes, which would make it impossible to see through and also lumps of cloth over by each ear, which would make it extremely hard to hear through. I wondered if I would be able to even hear the Mistress enter the dungeon. After I put it on, I was pretty sure that I wouldn?t be able to hear the Mistress unless she yelled right into my ear.

Now, I was exactly how the greeter had ordered me. All that remained now was to wait? and wait I did. It seemed like hours, but was probably only fifteen minutes or so. I felt a feather under my ball sack? real lightly. At first, I wasn?t even sure if it was in my mind or not. Then I felt it run over my chest and around each nipple. I had a hard time not moving. Then the feather was traced down my chest again and then up the underside of my very hard cock. I felt a slight pull on my left arm. No one was grabbing it, but I could tell that a rope was being threaded through the o-ring. A moment later the same thing happened to the other arm. After another moment, my arms were being pulled upwards by the ropes. The ropes kept pulling, even when my arms were stretched as high as possible. It wasn?t long before I was on my tiptoes. At this point, I felt the feather glide on my chest again tickling each nipple. This caused my nipples to become erect and then without warning, I felt the hard biting pinch of cold nipple clamps on each of my hard nipples. I felt the clamps being pulled upwardly as they tugged my now hurting nipples with them.

?The nipple clamps continued to dig into my nipples for a few minutes. But I couldn?t tell what the Mistress was planning. I didn?t feel any new sensations and that scared me even more. I forced myself to listen as intently as I could in the hopes that I could figure out what was coming next. But I knew it was hopeless. As time moved forward and the Mistress let me savor the pain of the nipple clamps and the aching of my toes as I was supporting my weight on them almost entirely.

Without warning, I felt the sting of a flogger on my back. It was hard, but not too hard. The surprise of it hurt more than anything. But that would soon change as the Mistress flogged my back harder and faster. Then, as unexpectedly as it had started, the flogging stopped and there was nothing, nothing but the stinging of my back and the burning of my nipples and the aching of my legs.

My arms were then lowered slightly so that I could put my weight on my feet instead of just my toes. This would have been a huge relief, except that the chain attached to the nipple clamps had not been loosened and it was still pulling the clamps upwardly. Standing on my feet caused the clamps to pull my nipples harder. The only way to relieve the pain in my nipples was to stand on my tiptoes. Just as I had realized this, I felt a hard smack on my ass from a paddle. The Mistress started to paddle my ass harder, which each swat and each swat came faster and faster. It wasn?t long before I could feel tears running down my face inside the hood. But the Mistress kept paddling away on me. Every so often she would stop for a moment and caress my ass with the paddle gently, or use her hand to do the same. But then she would start up again and the pain was unbelievable. And through it all, I had to fight to stay on my toes so that I could lessen the pain of the nipple clamps. To my surprise, the Mistress then added some slack to the nipple clamp chain and I was able to rest my toes for a minute.

Now, the Mistress had started paying attention to my cock, and my cock went even more to attention for the Mistress. She cupped my balls in her warm hand and fondled them around a bit. Then I felt her run some kind of rope around the base of my cock and balls. It wasn?t long before I could feel her tie the rope so that each of my balls were separated out. This made them extremely sensitive. She lightly scratched at each one and gave them each a little tug. Then I felt them being pulled downward toward the floor. A moment later, I felt her hand gently pushing the back of my knees signaling me to bend slightly. I did as directed and then I felt the rope on my balls being pulled further to the ground and then tied to the floor. Without warning, the chain from the nipple clamps were tightened again to their previous position causing me to stand on my toes to lessen the pain. This time however, as I went to my toes, the rope on my balls pulled extremely hard causing a great deal of pain in my balls.

The Mistress had left me a choice. Either I could feel the full pull of the nipple clamps or the full pull of the rope pulling my balls. Either way I had to experience extreme pain. As I kept shifting between the two options, I felt the Mistress unbuckling the hood around my head. She then unzipped it and pulled it off my head completely. This was the first time that I was able to get a chance to gaze upon the Mistress who has been torturing me.

She was about average height and her weight was quite proportional. Her long straight red hair glided back and forth against her pale milky white skin as stroked a finger over the underside of my cock. She war wearing black open-toed heels with straps that crisscrossed over her feet and all the way up her legs to her knees. She had on a short cheerleader like skirt made of black leather, which flowed around her. A strong wind could easily blow her skirt upward. A black tight leather corset clung to her body and pushed her ample sized breasts upward revealing the Mistress?s cleavage. Around the Mistress?s neck was a spiked choker. Finishing off her outfit was a pair of black lace-up gauntlets around her lower arms. She was unbelievably stunning and for a moment, I completely forgot about all the pain that I was in and about my current situation. It was like time had stopped. But Mistress snapped me out of my daze when she grabbed my chin and thrust it in such a way that my eyes were forced to meet her gaze. ?Do you want to cum, slave?? she asked with an edge to her voice.??

Without a thought, I nodded my head and answered her in an almost inaudible, ?yes Ma?am.?

She stroked the underside of my cock again and gave out a little chuckle. Then she took the nipple clamps off my nipples at the same time. The blood rushed back into them causing unimaginable pain. She then, lightly pinched them to help the blood flow back into them. The Mistress walked behind me for a moment. When she returned mere seconds later, she had a posture collar and leash in her hands. Buckling the collar around my neck within seconds, as my head was forced upward. I was now unable to look down or lower my head at all. This was unfortunate because now the Mistress had turned her attention to the rope tied to the floor. With a slight pull of the end, my balls were no longer being pulled downward. She let the rope hang down from behind my cock and balls and then promptly ignored as if she had forgotten about it completely. The Mistress moved to the side of the room and released the rope that was pulling my left arm upward. Moving to the other side of the room she released my other arm.

?Up? she commanded as he pointed to the bondage bed. ?On all fours? quickly!?

?I obeyed her command without a moment?s hesitation. She slapped my ass a in such a way as to let me know that she wanted me to move forward more. I crawled forward as directed. She then took some rope and threaded it through one of my wrist cuffs and then through an o-ring on the side of the bed. Mistress tightened the cuff close to the ring so that I couldn?t move much. She then walked around the bed and did the same with that wrist cuff. As expected, she tied my ankle cuffs in the same manner.

Mistress then attached a leash to a ring on the back of my collar and gave it a little tug as the leash was tied off to one of the rings on the bed in such a fashion as to keep it taunt, forcing my neck back and my head facing forward. Then the scarlet haired goddess grabbed the dangling rope that was tied around my cock and balls, then around each of my balls separately and then again around the base of my cock and balls. Once she had the rope end in her hand, she wrapped it around her wrist like she would a leash. She pulled on it a little and watched as my cock and balls bobbed up and down. With that she let out a bit of a chuckle and continued yanking slightly.

I hear her move about as she untwined the rope to gain distance. I tried to turn my head, but couldn?t as the leash of the posture collar forcing my gaze forward. All I could do was listen for the footsteps of her heels against the floor as she moved about the room grapping some things from one of the cabinets and then returning to the bed; all the while, adjusting the length of the rope holding my cock and balls in place. ?You?re going to love this slave,? she loudly whispered in a sultry tone. My cock grew larger just hearing the sound of her voice as she said it.??

The Mistress placed something in front of my knees, but I couldn?t tell what. I tried to look down to see, but again, the leash tugging on my posture collar made that impossible. Next, I heard the snapping sound of latex. It wasn?t long before Mistress started to fondly my balls with her left hand while I felt her rubbing some cold cream on my ass with her right hand. Slowly, her latex gloved hand caressed my ass as she continued to fondle my tied balls with her bare hand. The gloved hand moved closer and closer to my anus and I felt just the gloved index finger lightly circling the flesh around my anal hole. After a moment or two, her finger started to push into the hole ever so slowly. Deeper and deeper she pushed. A second latex finger soon followed as the Mistress?s bare hand moved to my cock. She stroked my cock up and down very gently as she two gloved fingers slowly and rhythmically stimulated my prostate inside my greased anus. ?ohhh, mmmm, ahhhh,? Mistress whispered in her sultry tone simulating the sounds of sex as she continued to stroke my prostate and move her left hand up and down my hard shaft keeping with the rhythm of her right. Every so often, she would move her left hand from my cock back to the fondling of my roped balls and then back again to my hard member. All the while she would keep the rhythm of her gloved fingers on my prostrate and continue she soft moaning. After a time, I felt my cum dripping out of my cock head as the redheaded goddess continued her routine. More and more of my cum poured out of my cock and yet the Mistress gave no signs of notice except that her soft moaning got progressively louder and more intense. I couldn?t believe that my cum was still flowing and worried slightly about the mess that I must be making. But over everything, the realization hit me that I had not had an orgasm.

When my cum had stopped the flowing and the Mistress was satisfied that she had gotten very last drop out of me. She pulled her fingers out of my ass and then gave it a good solid whack. ?I am done milking you now little cow,? She said with a sigh. ?I doubt you will be able to orgasm for a week. How does that make you feel??

I didn?t know how to answer. I was completely speechless.

With another smack of the ass, ?Answer me slave!? within moments, she released the leash holding my head and moved close to my face awaiting my response.

In my nervous barely audible voice, I tried to answer. ?I don?t know Mistress,? I whispered -- my throat being extremely dry.

??I bet you are thirsty slave,? She said as she moved a bowl in front of my face. ?Lucky for you slave, I am not mean enough to make you drink this milk of yours.? With that said, the Mistress handed me a glass of water with her other hand. She helped me drink the water and gave out a slight chuckle. ?I bet you really would have drank your own milk if I commanded. How sweet, now get dressed,? she ordered as she untied my wrist before walking out of the Black Room and closing the door behind her.

I was left to untie my other wrist and then my ankles. I removed the collar and found the bag with my clothes in it. As I was finishing getting dressed, the Mistress walked back into the room. She moved right in front of me and stomped her heel, ?Kneel!? She ordered.

I immediately obeyed without a thought.

?Kiss me feet!? she ordered.

As I started to lower my head and kiss her toes, she voice roared again.

?Make love to them!?

After about a minute or two, she told me to stop and let me know that our session was over. I thanked her for the experience and she showed me out of the Black Room and the dungeon.

-The End-

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Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...

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Motherless Amateur

I always considered Motherless the “4chan” of porn. Not only because Motherless was somewhat popularized there, but because Motherless also encourages users to share their own content in a very open way. This means minimal bullshit like moderation and censorship, and a strong “anything goes” attitude that leads to free and extreme content. It encourages people to create and upload their own homegrown content, like videos of their girlfriend pissing or spycam videos of their cousin....

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Motherless Voyeur

Have you ever heard about a website called Motherless? Home to all kinds of kinky porn niches, with a side of the mainstream crap? If you are into some questionable fap content, you might want to check this website out. Plus, Motherless is a free porn website, so you can browse as much as you fucking want. Now, I am not really here to talk about the website in general… I am here to tell you about their amazing category, called voyeur porn.The world of voyeur fucking is a rather interesting one....

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Aether Guardians

The Five Kingdoms of Arstoria had been embroiled in the Great Ancient War for centuries. The war came to an end when Kalace, the Wizard King conquered the five lands and brought them under his rule. Kalace, the Wizard King of Arstoria, conquered all of his opponents who were unable to deal with his overpowering magic. When Kalace had united the five kingdoms, he brought peace to the warring kingdoms and was revered and celebrated by his later generation. Kalace, however, had a dark weakness in...

Motherless Creampie

Woah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...

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Motherless Cuckold

No matter what type of porn you may be in the market for, Motherless has an ample supply of it, and cucking is no different. Actually, this might help to explain how you ended up being such a pussy little cuck.The journey that brought you to my website reading cuck porn reviews started in your childhood. A fair portion of my readership is actually motherless. Why, you ask? Your guys' moms chose a life of cucking and riding cock instead of raising you fucks properly.Don't worry, gents. I'm in...

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Motherless Horror

I browsed the horror stash at Motherless all morning, and now I don’t know if I should jack off or go hide in the closet until the danger has passed. Then again, hiding out might give me the perfect opportunity to rub one out in the peace and safety of the dark. Who knows who—or what—might be peeping in the windows with nefarious intent if I sit at my desk and shake my dick at the screen. Just like when I masturbate at the local Starbucks, I’ve got to be sure to balance the potential pleasure...

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Motherless Incest

Incest porn has been a staple of pornography since the very first incel caveman realized that he couldn’t find fresh pussy out and about. He resorted to sniffing a whiff of his mother’s loincloth when she wasn’t looking, and beating his old cave meat into a leather sock.Now personally I’m not into the whole mommy-son dynamic – I’m a classy guy. But it’s no secret people like to get freaky when the lights go out, and if you’ve got a stiffy in your hand and you’re on Motherless, you gotta go...

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Absinthe Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

Thanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors and Advance Readers, most of whom prefer to pretend that they don’t know me and wisely wish to take no responsibility for any part of my addled writings... Il n’est rien de réel que le rêve et l’amour - Nothing is real but dreams and love (from Le Coeur innombrable, IV, Chanson du temps opportun by Anna de Noailles) She was my one true mistress and ever faithful lover, my Green Lady and guardian of my dreams and now that I was back home...

Thea Chapter Four

When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...

Thea and Sam

“Well, hell,” Thea said as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her face. “I guess ‘spring’ is here, huh?” “Yeah. It’s supposed to be cooler at higher elevation,” I replied. We took a few minutes in the shade by the rocks before rejoining our boyfriends. The four of us had driven up into the pass to hike. According to the weather report, the last coolness of a fading winter was supposed to continue through mid-week, but they were wrong. Actually, from our view from Eagle Point, where we’d...

Motherless

Motherless.com! What an original name for a porn site, don't you think? The title doesn't fuck around: your mother would never allow you to watch the kind of filth they’ve got on tap. They pride themselves on being a moral-free zone for sick fucks, where you can find damn near anything. I’m talking about desperate chicks fucking anything that resembles a dick and crazy bitches literally eating shit. When you’re done fapping to the weird vids, you can even find "normal" porno to pass the time....

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Motherless Interracial

Ah, motherless, here we are again. A site known for offering such a variety, that no matter how fucked up your needs are, there is a high chance that you will fulfill them here. However, I am not here to blab about the site in general; I am here to talk about one particular category, interracial. As for those who want to know more about the site, there is a whole different review on my website instead.As for those who came here to learn more about that interracial lovemaking, I got your back....

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Theos LIfe as a Weresquirrel

Theo had been changing into the squirrel too much, he knew that now... as a pulse of heat raced through his body from his groin. He realized that he shouldn't have come to the office.He had been spending most of his days at the squirrel in his home deep in the countryside. Teleworking most of the time, as the squirrel he felt no need for clothes, his heavy furred balls resting between his thighs as his paws raced over the keyboard. The sharp claws on his paws clattering loudly as he typed,...

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Motherless Scat

It’s time to go to the land of chocolate fountains and golden showers. That’s right. Scat, piss, shit, and every fluid in between. Ever fuck a chick in her ass and freak out when you see that little bit of shit on your dick? Then I’m sorry to say that scat isn’t for you buddy. Were you the only one of your friends that saw two girls one cup and didn’t get grossed out? If so, it’s time to celebrate it! Don’t get pissed off, get pissed on! Scat porn has the craziest, kinkiest chicks and dudes...

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Motherless Fappening

I’m not saying anything controversial when I say men love seeing women naked. It’s a fact of life as fundamental as gravity. It’s a force of nature that cannot be stopped by beast, man, or God. It’s an eternal truth and a divine mandate. As sure as the sun will rise, men will attempt to view as many women naked as they possibly can. Any man not doing so is either a sad or a gay one.This means that any woman a man sees regularly is mentally stripped down during every interaction. If any women...

Absinthe Dreams

‘To me it’s not really a green. When I think green, I think of grass. That’s more like lemonade color.’ Erica’s nose was far too close to the glasses for my taste. Pouring the nearly clear absinthe over the rough-cut, cane-sugar cubes I favor, I tapped my spoon for a second to get her to back up. I wished I had my full setup here like I have at home, my Absinthe fountains water drippers are missed when I began to try and slowly pour water over the sugar cube. ‘Don’t you light it on fire?’ she...

Motherless Arab

Have you ever heard about a wonderful site called “Motherless”? I have a feeling that was a dumb question, of course, you fucking have. Well, I am here to talk about Motherless, but I shall also pay special attention to their Arab category. If you think Arabian sluts are hot, well you are in for a tasty treat, believe me.First, I should probably warn you that the name of this place comes from the fact that their content might be a bit too hardcore or questionable for some of you. Back in the...

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Motherless Facials

Fuck yeah, life’s a bitch! So here I am, awake at 3:45 AM, after dreaming I was fucking this freaking hot MILF neighbor with heavy boobs, a flat tummy, a nice bubble butt, and sexy long legs. It was all hot and steamy, up until when she was sucking me off and just as I was about to obliterate her cute face with hot cum canon, my dream cut right off and I woke up with a tent on my pajamas.That dream ain’t coming back, but damn it! I sure gotta cum, so I boot up my laptop and type “cum facial” in...

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Thea

Und draußen schallte wieder Punkmusik aus dem Ghettoblaster – von der Eisenbahnunterführung bis zu seinem Haus! Punks und Skater hingen da ab. Das war diese Art von Jugendlichen, die ihren Eltern das Leben schwer macht , die von Arbeit nichts hielten, sich an keine Regeln hielten, ständig auf Party machten. Die soffen viel zu viel und kotzten dann in irgendeine Ecke. Denen bedeutete doch nichts und niemand etwas. Wahrscheinlich nahmen sie auch Drogen und trieben weiß-Gott-was mit...

Motherless Fetish

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Absinthe 2 The Absinthe of Malice

Absinthe 2: The Absinthe of Malice By Morpheus The flight from Seattle to Boston had been extremely long and uncomfortable, even with the two hour delay in Chicago where I got to stretch my legs and change flights. My book had given me something to do during the countless hours in the air, though admittedly, Collin had been my largest savior from boredom. The two of us had ended up talking for over half the flight, and by the time we finally landed, I was even starting to consider...

Thelma and Me Summer of 65 part 2

After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...

ETHELS DISCOMFORT 4

Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...

ETHELS DISCOMFORT 3

kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...

Thelma and her brother

Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...

Thelma and me Summer of 65 part 1

Thelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...

ETHELS DISCOMFORT 2

Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...

Ethel

Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...

Ethel 1921

Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...

Katherines Style

Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...

Gunther The Reindeer Handler Does Candy Claus

Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...

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Groomsman

(Inspired by a true story) Groomsman Kevin and Jessica had been dating for the last two years and had been engaged for the last six months. They were ready to get married, settle down, and have a family together. However, controversy soon arose as the wedding plans were being formulated. Upon given the list of groomsmen by Kevin, the always curious Jessica did a background check on them all. Nothing too serious, just an online program that looked through their criminal histories,...

Absinthe Seduction

from my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...

The Mailroom

Deidre Simmons gets a lot of attention in the office. A lot of . . . inappropriate attention. It's not uncommon for her to find a pair of amorous eyes zoned in on her tits or ass, or have a superior whisper something in her ear that would have him out on his ass faster than he could blink. But it doesn't bother her, either. In fact, she welcomes it—revels in it, and will even get a little piqued when someone ignores her. Her friend, Samantha, chalked it up to the nasty divorce...

EstherChapter 3

When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...

EstherChapter 2

“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...

Theresas Deportment

"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...

WellEndowed Blackman Wanted Blacken

A few months ago my wife and I placed an online ad for a "well-endowed black man." Of course we were inundated with replies, but eventually decided to meet a few in person at a local bar. The first few were real duds. We thanked them for meeting us and parted ways. We were about to give up on our adventure, when we met Jaymes. He's been our fantasy come alive.It's Tuesday night around 7:00 and Laura and I are in bed reading getting ready to go to sleep, when our doorbell rings. We look at each...

Esther III

Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...

Katherines Style Part Two

The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...

Esther IV

Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...

Katherines Style Part 3

The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...

Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder

Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...

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Esther stone

Esther sat on the side of the road, freezing, she feared that if she didn't find a place to stay soon, she probably freeze to death.Lately life had been pretty fucked up for Esther, both her parents had die before she could barley talk, and this year she had run away, because her foster parents were abusive.She had no one now, and was stranded on the side of the road. Esther picked herself off of the ground and started walking again, until a huge house came in sight. "Warmth." She said, she was...

Friends Choosing A Groomsman

Chandler paced back and forth in the kitchen. He was fretting over Rachel's choice of Ross to be her groomsman in Phoebe's wedding that day. It was a last minute decision, and Chandler was trying to figure out how to get Rachel to change her mind. He stopped in mid-step, as she walked in."Hi," Rachel said, nonchalantly. She was wearing her green floral bathrobe and little socks, obviously in the middle of getting ready for the evening ceremony."Hey, can I talk to you about this groomsman...

Esther Stone part 2

When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...

Esther II

Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...

Athena Goddess of Wisdom

Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...

A Visit From Blackjack

Hi! After seeing the bits on cliches in TG fiction on the Fictionmania Hyperboard, I decided a story was needed that played a bit with them. Blackjack was created by the late great Osamu Tezuka;all you need to know about him for the story is included. It's okay to post this on sites that don't charge readers. A VISIT FROM BLACKJACK by Scott K. Jamison (Blackjack created by Osamu Tezuka. North American rights held by Viz Comics, and no infringement is...

Theresas Deportment

"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...

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