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I had always been meant for service, I thought

I had always been meant for service, I thought. The first time I had thoughts of this manner I was only 12. I was looking threw a picture book of some sort, and one page was an Arabian harem type picture. Women every where, scantly clad. Just a few men to be seen. I found it erotic, though at the time, I didn?t know what that word meant.

I would go to sleep thinking of myself in that situation. At first there weren?t much sexual thoughts to it. I was there willing, as a servant. It was not long though that my thoughts began to take on a sexual twist. Held captive in a small cell, only to be taken out when I was wanted. It is still the simplest of fantasies and I continued to have them until I was in a similar situation.

At 14, my family moved to Florida. To ease the transition, my mom subscribed to AOL, so that my brother and I could still talk to our friends. Then, I found AOL chat rooms. My knowledge of sex grows by leaps and bounds, and none of it kosher. I was turned on by the fetishes I found. The thought of being controlled turned me on as nothing else could.

At 16, I had an online master once. One that loved piss and piss control. I would hold in my piss all afternoon at school, so that my bladder was full when I could finally get online. There were several times I didn?t make it home from school, but would piss myself in my car. I was so humiliated that I couldn?t control myself better for him. Blushing with embarrassment, I would tell him how I had lost control. He would laugh, calling me a dirty slut, and then demanding that I begin drinking plenty of water to fill up again. All the time sitting in pissed soaked jeans.

Did he think I was really doing it? Probably not, but I was. It was humiliating and embarrassing that I would do this to myself for his entertainment. It was a huge turn on though. Doing things to yourself, so that someone hundred miles away can get off on your acts is the ultimate subservient act I have always thought.

At 18 I moved out and started working. My nights were spent online chatting. By now I had a web cam. Any act a guy wanted I would perform. Titty torture was my new passion. Clamps and weights, bound with rope or duck tape, smack with my hand or paddles, my tits couldn?t get enough. Wearing a bra by day was painful, as the abuse they had taken the night before.

I was still into piss control. I had piss on my self in public many times accidentally. Only to go home, turn on my web cam and show someone how I had failed to hold it. By now I had a nice house with a backyard, a privacy fence surrounding it. I had a dog house out there, though the only dog that slept in it was me.

I never really enjoyed the pain though. It was always the humiliation from those actions that I craved. I was a piece of meat, and would do anything for the person on the other end of the computer. I was meant to serve this way.

At 22, I had a decent job, and a great partner. Steve was 44, so much older than I. We got along great though. We became closer though when he started having problems with his wife. In short she was an over bearing bitch and he was whipped. I know some men enjoy this, but not Steve. For the most part he took care of everything around the house, and tuned her out. I would have to listen to him moan and groan about it.

I though would take care of him at work. The job was a factory job, physically demanding. He took care of the harder things and I the easier. Along with running here and there to get what he need to do some of the jobs. Also bringing him lunch or buying him drinks. If he hurt himself I was there to wipe up the blood and put a band aid on the wound.

I had been in a few relationships, and he knew how I liked it a little rough. For 2 years there had been a sexual tension between us. Lots of flirting, teasing, innuendos. ?At 6?3, ~210 lbs blond hair blue eyes, he was totally good looking. Then one day she had to go out of town for the month. After a long hard day at work we need a stiff drink, so we headed over to the local bar. I?m not much of a drinker, and it didn?t take me long to get a bit drunk.

Being the gentleman he is, he gave me a ride home. I was ready to go to bed so we went to my computer room. I had two desks set up along one wall, with a chaise lounge and TV on the other. What caught his eye though were the toys. Dildos of all sizes, butt plugs as well. Clothes pins and clamps, ropes, tape, collars, gags, whips and paddles. All of them neatly and lovingly stored on shelving. I sat down at one computer and offered him the use of the other one.

He had bought a bottle of vodka on our way to my house, and he poured me some. As he saw I was still a bit intoxicated he started looking at my toys. Being a bit more forward than normal, I asked, ?Do you like them??

Turning around he grinned at me, ?Do you actually use them??

?Yes, I do, and toughly enjoy them.? I went on to explain about playing around on line.

He then suggested we sign on together so he could watch. I went to a chat room and he joined me. ?Turn your web cam on so that anyone can view.? I eagerly obeyed. ?Now announce to the room that you are following my directions, and you would like everybody to watch on your web cam? I made the announcement, and soon there were 15 people viewing.

?Now stand up and begin to take your close off. Slowly.?

I began to pull my clothing off; the chatter in the room was as toxic as the vodka I had drunk. Cat calls and admiring statements. At 24 I was in great shape. 5?5 130 lbs. 34c tits. Not tanned, but white, which made it easier to see the marks on my skin as it turned a lovely shade of red. Shiny brown hair down the middle of my back and green eyes completed the picture.

?Kneel down, to where they have a good shot of your tits, cunt.? Ah, yes, cunt, my favorite name. It is what I am, and all that matters. I went wet at hearing it. Meh, forget that, I was already wet. I knelt down, my tits perky, my nipples hard.

?Well, ladies and gentleman,? Steve typed to the room, ?we have a lovely set of tits here, that I think need to be abused, any ideas?? The ideas were plentiful. My body tingling in excitement, waiting to see which ones Steve would pick. ?Start pinching those nipples cunt, we will start out slow.?

I began pinching them, then twisting and pulling. 25 people were viewing now. ?Slap them.? The red hand prints showed up so nicely on my white skin. Steve handed me some bag clips, I placed them on my nipples. So tight, tears sprung to my eyes, and I let out a gasp. Typing, ?Well folks that got us a moan of pain and some tears, but I think she can handle more.?

The room whole heartily agreed. ?Well, people, I think I am going to take over administrating this game, you keep up with the suggestions and let anyone who enters know that they can view.? Getting up Steve came over to me with an arm binder and gag. He was as hard as he slipped the gag in place. Next he placed the arm binder on me, pulling my arms tight behind me, causing my tits to thrust outwards. Next he got a paddle; he rubbed it along my body as I shivered. The room calling out for my abuse, to make me cry.

He turned me around sideways to the camera. Wrapping his fist up in my hair, he bent me forward. THWAK! I jumped, but his grip on my hair held me still. THWAK THWAK. 10, 15 I don?t know how many. I was jerking trying to get away, tears running down my face. ?Hold still cunt.? Steve turned my face to the camera, the crowd loved the tears.

He jerked me up by my hair, yanked the clips of my nipples and start smacking them. My cries muffled by the gag. He let go of me suddenly, swaying on my knees. He came back with one of my largest dildos, 9 in 3 in round monster, also a 4 in long 2 in round dildo. Typing ?brb guys gotta go get something.?

A few minutes later he comes back with two rolls of duct tape and lots of water. He bent me over and shoved the dildo in my ass, no lube, pain shot threw me. He kicked my legs apart and shoved the dildo in my pussy. Was plenty of self lube there. It went in easy but was so large it stretched me. He pulled my gag out and had me drink all the water, then replaced the gag.?

Then he stood me up and took the arm binder off of me. Pushing my feet together he started wrapping duct tape around me, starting at the ankles. He pushed my arms down at my sides as he went up with the duct tape. Stopping for a moment below my tits, he placed some rubber bands around my nipples. Then pushing my tits together he continued with the duct tape up to my neck.? In a matter of minutes I was encased in duct tape, unable to move, my cunt and ass full and painful. He took my gag out and poured more water down me and replaced the gag.

Typing to the room ?well, guys, I am going to leave her standing here for a while. She is not to move from her spot. Though, lol, I don?t think she would have an easy time moving. Her holes are filled, and I?m sure not long till her bladder is too. Wonder how long she can stand it? She can well see the computer screen so let her know what you think of her and I will be back later?

He turned back to me grinning. ?Wonder what thoughts are going threw your head cunt? That?s what you are you know?? I nodded. ?Well have fun standing here ill be back. If you have pissed your self I will be terribly upset understand?? I nodded again and he left the room.

I stood there starting at the screen. The chatters were going on about me as if I wasn?t there. I had pretty much sobered up by now. Thoughts of how could I face him at work again were the most prominent. Of course the thoughts of embarrassment turned me on more, making me more aware of the dildo and butt plug. I moved a little to get them to move, but realized it would unbalance me to much.? I felt my bladder getting full, made worse by the dildo pressing against it.

An hour had passed and I was in heaven or as hell as others would put it. The room had pretty much forgotten me, and was beginning to think that Steve had as well. I could hear the TV in the living room, maybe he had fallen asleep? God, I hope not, I couldn?t stand here all night.

Another half an hour passed. I thought my bladder was going to explode. I leaked a little. Suddenly I hear Steve walking back to the room. My knees went weak with relief.? Damn, he had just gone into the bathroom. My eyes teared up. God this was so much of what I had wanted, but I didn?t want to be in here alone. That was the most humiliating part. I was just standing here, once again taking something from someone who was far away.

I heard Steve go back into the living room. My bladder couldn?t take it any more. I didn?t know when he would come back, and it had been so long. I just let go. I felt the piss run down my legs around the tape, to puddle at my feet. I cried in humiliation. Once again I had failed. Not two minutes later Steve was at the door.

He grabbed my hair and back handed me. ?What the hell cunt? I told you not to piss.? He forced me to my knees, the duct tape tearing at my skin. Then he shoved my face into the piss. ?Stupid cunt. I thought you might be a nice toy, and you can?t even follow directions?

He started pulling the duct tape off. My cries of pain muffled by the gag. He rolled me across the floor as he pulled it off. The butt plug slipped out, as did the dildo. I laid there in pain, afraid to move. He jerked me up by the hair and bent me over the chaise lounge. Grabbing a flogger he started in on my ass. I lost count quickly.

Then he pulled his clothing off. Grabbing a larger butt plug he shoved it in my ass. The shoved his cock in my pussy. He pounded away at me. Harder and harder. Arching pressing back I wanted more and more. It was frantic sex, rushed. It didn?t last that long but was oh so sweet. Within the first few strokes I was Cuming. A few more after that and he pulled out. Cumming all over me. He collapsed on top of me. Both of us trying to regain our breath.

He then gently helped me up and took me to the shower. He helped me get clean then he took me to my bed. Covering me up he kissed me on the forehead. ?I?ll clean up in the computer room and be right back?

When he came back I don?t know. I had passed out from exhaustion. When I woke in the morning he was there in bed with me. Confused by this I didn?t know what to do. ?I went into the kitchen and started some coffee. I then made some eggs and bacon and biscuits. Before I was done he joined me, already clothed. I was more embarrassed by my lack of clothing and wished I had put some on. Neither of us said anything, I couldn?t look at him.

He poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table. I brought our plates over and we ate in silence. I still had not looked at him. When he had finished eating he put his dishes in the dishwasher. He came over and gently tilted my face up to his.

?I?m going to go to the house and do some things. Then ill be back. Do not put any clothes on, and don?t touch yourself. Be a good girl.? He kissed me on the forehead and left.

??????????? Lost in thought I sat down in front of the TV and flipped threw the channels. Waiting for what would be next.

I had always been meant for service, I thought. The first time I had thoughts of this manner I was only 12. I was looking threw a picture book of some sort, and one page was an Arabian harem type picture. Women every where, scantly clad. Just a few men to be seen. I found it erotic, though at the time, I didn?t know what that word meant.

I would go to sleep thinking of myself in that situation. At first there weren?t much sexual thoughts to it. I was there willing, as a servant. It was not long though that my thoughts began to take on a sexual twist. Held captive in a small cell, only to be taken out when I was wanted. It is still the simplest of fantasies and I continued to have them until I was in a similar situation.

At 14, my family moved to Florida. To ease the transition, my mom subscribed to AOL, so that my brother and I could still talk to our friends. Then, I found AOL chat rooms. My knowledge of sex grows by leaps and bounds, and none of it kosher. I was turned on by the fetishes I found. The thought of being controlled turned me on as nothing else could.

At 16, I had an online master once. One that loved piss and piss control. I would hold in my piss all afternoon at school, so that my bladder was full when I could finally get online. There were several times I didn?t make it home from school, but would piss myself in my car. I was so humiliated that I couldn?t control myself better for him. Blushing with embarrassment, I would tell him how I had lost control. He would laugh, calling me a dirty slut, and then demanding that I begin drinking plenty of water to fill up again. All the time sitting in pissed soaked jeans.

Did he think I was really doing it? Probably not, but I was. It was humiliating and embarrassing that I would do this to myself for his entertainment. It was a huge turn on though. Doing things to yourself, so that someone hundred miles away can get off on your acts is the ultimate subservient act I have always thought.

At 18 I moved out and started working. My nights were spent online chatting. By now I had a web cam. Any act a guy wanted I would perform. Titty torture was my new passion. Clamps and weights, bound with rope or duck tape, smack with my hand or paddles, my tits couldn?t get enough. Wearing a bra by day was painful, as the abuse they had taken the night before.

I was still into piss control. I had piss on my self in public many times accidentally. Only to go home, turn on my web cam and show someone how I had failed to hold it. By now I had a nice house with a backyard, a privacy fence surrounding it. I had a dog house out there, though the only dog that slept in it was me.

I never really enjoyed the pain though. It was always the humiliation from those actions that I craved. I was a piece of meat, and would do anything for the person on the other end of the computer. I was meant to serve this way.

At 22, I had a decent job, and a great partner. Steve was 44, so much older than I. We got along great though. We became closer though when he started having problems with his wife. In short she was an over bearing bitch and he was whipped. I know some men enjoy this, but not Steve. For the most part he took care of everything around the house, and tuned her out. I would have to listen to him moan and groan about it.

I though would take care of him at work. The job was a factory job, physically demanding. He took care of the harder things and I the easier. Along with running here and there to get what he need to do some of the jobs. Also bringing him lunch or buying him drinks. If he hurt himself I was there to wipe up the blood and put a band aid on the wound.

I had been in a few relationships, and he knew how I liked it a little rough. For 2 years there had been a sexual tension between us. Lots of flirting, teasing, innuendos. ?At 6?3, ~210 lbs blond hair blue eyes, he was totally good looking. Then one day she had to go out of town for the month. After a long hard day at work we need a stiff drink, so we headed over to the local bar. I?m not much of a drinker, and it didn?t take me long to get a bit drunk.

Being the gentleman he is, he gave me a ride home. I was ready to go to bed so we went to my computer room. I had two desks set up along one wall, with a chaise lounge and TV on the other. What caught his eye though were the toys. Dildos of all sizes, butt plugs as well. Clothes pins and clamps, ropes, tape, collars, gags, whips and paddles. All of them neatly and lovingly stored on shelving. I sat down at one computer and offered him the use of the other one.

He had bought a bottle of vodka on our way to my house, and he poured me some. As he saw I was still a bit intoxicated he started looking at my toys. Being a bit more forward than normal, I asked, ?Do you like them??

Turning around he grinned at me, ?Do you actually use them??

?Yes, I do, and toughly enjoy them.? I went on to explain about playing around on line.

He then suggested we sign on together so he could watch. I went to a chat room and he joined me. ?Turn your web cam on so that anyone can view.? I eagerly obeyed. ?Now announce to the room that you are following my directions, and you would like everybody to watch on your web cam? I made the announcement, and soon there were 15 people viewing.

?Now stand up and begin to take your close off. Slowly.?

I began to pull my clothing off; the chatter in the room was as toxic as the vodka I had drunk. Cat calls and admiring statements. At 24 I was in great shape. 5?5 130 lbs. 34c tits. Not tanned, but white, which made it easier to see the marks on my skin as it turned a lovely shade of red. Shiny brown hair down the middle of my back and green eyes completed the picture.

?Kneel down, to where they have a good shot of your tits, cunt.? Ah, yes, cunt, my favorite name. It is what I am, and all that matters. I went wet at hearing it. Meh, forget that, I was already wet. I knelt down, my tits perky, my nipples hard.

?Well, ladies and gentleman,? Steve typed to the room, ?we have a lovely set of tits here, that I think need to be abused, any ideas?? The ideas were plentiful. My body tingling in excitement, waiting to see which ones Steve would pick. ?Start pinching those nipples cunt, we will start out slow.?

I began pinching them, then twisting and pulling. 25 people were viewing now. ?Slap them.? The red hand prints showed up so nicely on my white skin. Steve handed me some bag clips, I placed them on my nipples. So tight, tears sprung to my eyes, and I let out a gasp. Typing, ?Well folks that got us a moan of pain and some tears, but I think she can handle more.?

The room whole heartily agreed. ?Well, people, I think I am going to take over administrating this game, you keep up with the suggestions and let anyone who enters know that they can view.? Getting up Steve came over to me with an arm binder and gag. He was as hard as he slipped the gag in place. Next he placed the arm binder on me, pulling my arms tight behind me, causing my tits to thrust outwards. Next he got a paddle; he rubbed it along my body as I shivered. The room calling out for my abuse, to make me cry.

He turned me around sideways to the camera. Wrapping his fist up in my hair, he bent me forward. THWAK! I jumped, but his grip on my hair held me still. THWAK THWAK. 10, 15 I don?t know how many. I was jerking trying to get away, tears running down my face. ?Hold still cunt.? Steve turned my face to the camera, the crowd loved the tears.

He jerked me up by my hair, yanked the clips of my nipples and start smacking them. My cries muffled by the gag. He let go of me suddenly, swaying on my knees. He came back with one of my largest dildos, 9 in 3 in round monster, also a 4 in long 2 in round dildo. Typing ?brb guys gotta go get something.?

A few minutes later he comes back with two rolls of duct tape and lots of water. He bent me over and shoved the dildo in my ass, no lube, pain shot threw me. He kicked my legs apart and shoved the dildo in my pussy. Was plenty of self lube there. It went in easy but was so large it stretched me. He pulled my gag out and had me drink all the water, then replaced the gag.?

Then he stood me up and took the arm binder off of me. Pushing my feet together he started wrapping duct tape around me, starting at the ankles. He pushed my arms down at my sides as he went up with the duct tape. Stopping for a moment below my tits, he placed some rubber bands around my nipples. Then pushing my tits together he continued with the duct tape up to my neck.? In a matter of minutes I was encased in duct tape, unable to move, my cunt and ass full and painful. He took my gag out and poured more water down me and replaced the gag.

Typing to the room ?well, guys, I am going to leave her standing here for a while. She is not to move from her spot. Though, lol, I don?t think she would have an easy time moving. Her holes are filled, and I?m sure not long till her bladder is too. Wonder how long she can stand it? She can well see the computer screen so let her know what you think of her and I will be back later?

He turned back to me grinning. ?Wonder what thoughts are going threw your head cunt? That?s what you are you know?? I nodded. ?Well have fun standing here ill be back. If you have pissed your self I will be terribly upset understand?? I nodded again and he left the room.

I stood there starting at the screen. The chatters were going on about me as if I wasn?t there. I had pretty much sobered up by now. Thoughts of how could I face him at work again were the most prominent. Of course the thoughts of embarrassment turned me on more, making me more aware of the dildo and butt plug. I moved a little to get them to move, but realized it would unbalance me to much.? I felt my bladder getting full, made worse by the dildo pressing against it.

An hour had passed and I was in heaven or as hell as others would put it. The room had pretty much forgotten me, and was beginning to think that Steve had as well. I could hear the TV in the living room, maybe he had fallen asleep? God, I hope not, I couldn?t stand here all night.

Another half an hour passed. I thought my bladder was going to explode. I leaked a little. Suddenly I hear Steve walking back to the room. My knees went weak with relief.? Damn, he had just gone into the bathroom. My eyes teared up. God this was so much of what I had wanted, but I didn?t want to be in here alone. That was the most humiliating part. I was just standing here, once again taking something from someone who was far away.

I heard Steve go back into the living room. My bladder couldn?t take it any more. I didn?t know when he would come back, and it had been so long. I just let go. I felt the piss run down my legs around the tape, to puddle at my feet. I cried in humiliation. Once again I had failed. Not two minutes later Steve was at the door.

He grabbed my hair and back handed me. ?What the hell cunt? I told you not to piss.? He forced me to my knees, the duct tape tearing at my skin. Then he shoved my face into the piss. ?Stupid cunt. I thought you might be a nice toy, and you can?t even follow directions?

He started pulling the duct tape off. My cries of pain muffled by the gag. He rolled me across the floor as he pulled it off. The butt plug slipped out, as did the dildo. I laid there in pain, afraid to move. He jerked me up by the hair and bent me over the chaise lounge. Grabbing a flogger he started in on my ass. I lost count quickly.

Then he pulled his clothing off. Grabbing a larger butt plug he shoved it in my ass. The shoved his cock in my pussy. He pounded away at me. Harder and harder. Arching pressing back I wanted more and more. It was frantic sex, rushed. It didn?t last that long but was oh so sweet. Within the first few strokes I was Cuming. A few more after that and he pulled out. Cumming all over me. He collapsed on top of me. Both of us trying to regain our breath.

He then gently helped me up and took me to the shower. He helped me get clean then he took me to my bed. Covering me up he kissed me on the forehead. ?I?ll clean up in the computer room and be right back?

When he came back I don?t know. I had passed out from exhaustion. When I woke in the morning he was there in bed with me. Confused by this I didn?t know what to do. ?I went into the kitchen and started some coffee. I then made some eggs and bacon and biscuits. Before I was done he joined me, already clothed. I was more embarrassed by my lack of clothing and wished I had put some on. Neither of us said anything, I couldn?t look at him.

He poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table. I brought our plates over and we ate in silence. I still had not looked at him. When he had finished eating he put his dishes in the dishwasher. He came over and gently tilted my face up to his.

?I?m going to go to the house and do some things. Then ill be back. Do not put any clothes on, and don?t touch yourself. Be a good girl.? He kissed me on the forehead and left.

??????????? Lost in thought I sat down in front of the TV and flipped threw the channels. Waiting for what would be next.

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Distinguished ServiceGrowing up in a small hometown in Michigan it never occurred to me I might be ‘called to duty’, to provide a service to the military but such is the innocence of youth that there were many things of which I had no inkling that were to befall me. I was christened Veronica by my parents (although Daddy often used to call me ‘little Miss pretty blue eyes’) but I can only remember ever being known as Roni by everyone and anyone else, a name which has stuck ever since the day...

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Lawn Service

Lawn Service I was living alone, cross dressing almost everyday and traveling quite a bit. As a result, I hired a lawn service to cut my lawn. In the beginning, I was happy with the results, however, as the summer moved along I became very unhappy with what I thought was horrible work. Many times I'd return home and wonder if my lawn had even been cut, however, I always received a bill. In late July, I arrived home after a trip just as my lawn service was leaving. Great I thought, a...

Community Service

Community Service: Chapter OneBy Posing SomdomiteBANG. BANG. BANG. "Sharon, get your lazy ass out of bed," Margo yelled between forceful knocks on the dorm room door. The fact she even had to go through this little charade agitated the young red head beyond words. There was no way in hell Sharon was still asleep, Margo was pounding loud enough to wake a corpse. The Blackberry in her back pocket started to vibrate, indicating a text message was received. Margo cursed very softly as she...

Thank you for your service

In an alternate universe, much like our own, a genetic defect targeting the Y chromosome of straight men has afflicted society. This defect makes men incapable of reaching orgasm through self stimulation. Were that the only symptom, it would be a pain to society, but it wasn't society ending. Men must also orgasm on average 4 times per day or they suffer debilitating health problems, including death if left alone. Some require more, some require a bit less, but it is never safe to go less than...

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Room Service

Someone was knocking at our door. Julie, my fiance, and I were enjoying our first night on the cruise ship "Horizon", about to set sail from Puerto Rico for other delightful destinations in the Caribbean."I'll get it," said Julie, sighing, as she lifted her head from my shoulder. Her beautiful brown-blond curls fell in front of her eyes as her head turned towards the door. She pushed herself up, and moved across the room.As I watched her do a cursory check in the mirror to ensure she was...

Farmed Out For Stud Service

Farmed Out For Stud Service My parents had divorced when I was just ten years old. When I turned fifteen years old my mother bought me subscriptions to Playboy, Penthouse, and Hustler magazines. She also gave me four boxes of stuff that my father had left behind when he departed. The boxes were full of older magazines of all kinds, paperback books, and even XXX-rated VCR tapes. It was the fucking mother load to a horny kid like me. Instantly I had a lifetime supply of material to jerk...

The Answering Service

The Answering Service ? by: Ricky Hey, we're not in a recession! It says so on the news and of course I believe it. I get to listen to the news a lot lately, because the only job I can find is answering phones. "Hello, Doctor's office." "Hello, Mr. Pint's Emergency service." "Hello, Dale Plumbing." There's plenty of time to listen to the radio on the night shift. Actually, it isn't a bad job, in fact the training was a blast. I was the only man among six woman while I...

In Her Service

In Her Service By X X They had written back and forth as well as met in person and discussed their views on power exchange. He expressed his yearning for helplessness as best he could, how he wanted a true exchange of power. That he wanted to be useful and didn't expect it to be all play. While her concerns were that she didn't want to invest time only to have one or two meetings. Not necessarily long term, but at least ongoing. He said that he would be willing to commit,...

In Her Service

In Her ServiceBy X XThey had written back and forth, as well as met in person, and discussed their views on power exchange. He expressed his yearning for helplessness as best he could, how he wanted a true exchange of power. That he wanted to be useful and didn't expect it to be all play. While her concerns were that she didn't want to invest time only to have one or two meetings. Not necessarily long term, although that was possible, but at least ongoing. He said that he would be willing to...

SILVER SERVICE

It was all my Aunt Mary's doing really. She was in Edinburgh for a week, and my sister and I were spending an afternoon taking her around the city centre shops. Mary was in her mid 70's and struggled a bit if she had to walk too much, so by the middle of the afternoon she was flagging and decided that she would treat us all to afternoon tea. However, she was quite clear that the delights of the shopping mall food court and other similar establishments in the city centre were not for her....

Community Service

BANG. BANG. BANG. "Sharon, get your lazy ass out of bed," Margo yelled between forceful knocks on the dorm room door. The fact she even had to go through this little charade agitated the young red head beyond words. There was no way in hell Sharon was still asleep, Margo was pounding loud enough to wake a corpse. The Blackberry in her back pocket started to vibrate, indicating a text message was received. Margo cursed very softly as she fished the phone out of her designer jeans. sorry. sick....

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Exposing my Indian wife to the room service

Hello guys my name is Pratik and i am here to share a story of my wife which happened and hope you guys love it. Let me describe you my wife. My wife name is Shraddha and she is 29 yrs old. She is whitish brown and a curvy lady. She loves to wear casual dresses when we are out and at home she wears nighty and small dresses. Her breasts size is 36c and firm and have nice bottom with thick thighs and she doesn't have any belly fat as she is regular in her yoga. She is very reserved kind of a...

Room Service

Date: Sun, 3 Aug 2008 08:16:52 -0700 (PDT) From: Sharon Pinder Subject: ROOM SERVICEI'd worked at the Georgian, a 5 star hotel in London for the past three months. Three months since I had left school. Maybe not the best job in the world but one with perks which made it worth my while. I spent my days flitting from room to room with room service. Room service? General dog's body may have been a better title. As I say hardly exciting an exciting job, but it did allow me a pass key to all...

The Spanking Service

I need a spanking. It has been way too long since my last one and I am in urgent need of a good bottom warming.I had just clicked on an e-mail from a client and was reading her e-mail. Well not really a client, with clients you normally get paid. So why do I receive e-mails like this most days? I provide a service for women who want to discuss and live out their spanking fantasies. With some of my clients (I really can think of no better word) I just exchange e-mails as they discuss their...

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Lizs Stud Service

Tim waited in the den for his wife to appear. She told him that she bought a new piece of lingerie to show off. He smiled to himself. He enjoyed seeing his wife in lingerie. She has the prefect body in his mind. She is thirty-eight twenty-eight thirty-two. Mary walked into the bedroom a few minutes ago looking really happy. He loved his thirty year old wife. She is twenty years younger than him. They met at a friend's house where they hit if off and started to date and beyond. A knock at...

Community Service

Keith Spencer looked up at the clock on the wall and sighed. The crew-cut eighteen-year-old couldn't believe that only thirty minutes had passed of the eight hours he was required to put in at the Roosevelt Park Tri-County Help Center. For perhaps the hundredth time this month alone, he asked himself how he had gotten into this fix. A few years back, the local school board had passed a requirement that every student have a hundred hours of community service in order to graduate. While it did...

The Case of the Extortive Escort Service

copyright 2000 and 2002 (A Trudy Tolliver Story) This was originally posted back in 2000 under the title "Lovin' to Go." A couple areas have been changed and expanded, but for the most part, the plot (if you could call it that!) hasn't changed. And of course it has a brand new, much more appropo title. If you're not familiar with Trudy Tolliver, you can read about her first adventure, "The Case of the Masochistic Wrestlers" also at StoriesOnline. I live for feedback....

The Celebrity Fantasy Service

Rumors. Whispers. Urban legends. This is the extent of the Celebrity Fantasy Service's advertising. You have never seen a commercial for them, or an online ad, or read anything about them in the news. As far as you're aware, the Celebrity Fantasy Service doesn't exist. Which is why you are skeptical when a popup shows up on your computer screen. "Hello, Marcus Bass. You have been approached by the Celebrity Fantasy Service. For a reasonable fee (continue for details), you can act out whatever...

Maid Service

Maid Service By Jennifer Stewart The Maid's Bedroom The black satin dress of a maid's uniform hangs carelessly on the back of a chair. The white chiffon apron lies on the floor behind the chair. The sounds of a vigorous copulation gradually fill the room - a rhythmic thumping and creaking noise of a bed being shaken violently; the steady slapping of flesh; a woman's gasps sprinkled with her cries and moans; the heavy breathing and grunts of a men. "Ummmnn... Oh GOD......

Notification Service

Notification Service In every age, in every war, there have been casualties. And along with casualties, there are the loved ones left behind. In recent times, there has been a recognition that those families need help when the news is brought to them of the loss of the one they loved, and so each conflict had its own way to give the sad news, and help the families pick up the pieces afterwards, and have made a service to meet that need. And now, with a new war waging, that service is...

Room Service

After a couple trips to the coast and our well documented hot tub adventures, Amber and I wanted to expand our horizons and try something a little different. What better place to explore new sexual adventures than Las Vegas? We made our reservations at the Bellagio, bought our plane tickets and headed for Vegas. Amber packed some of her most sexy and skimpy outfits, as well as some of her sexiest lingerie, and a few of her favorite sex toys. Our first night in Vegas we were both very excited...

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The Car Service

The Car Service.A True Story.Last April I took my car out to the main dealer for a service. As I had more or less the whole morning to spare I decided to go and sit on the unofficial nudist beach which was about half a miles walk. Once I had made myself comfy on the pebbles I looked around and saw that as well as me, I could see a couple some distance away shelled by a windbreaker, and one other guy who had stopped between me and the couple starting to undress. I didn't want to make it too...

Suzys Holiday Service

In the weeks following our heroine's introduction to Mr. Boulton's photographic experiments, She had often found Herself standing in front of him head hung low; not for just the weekly session - which was now entered in his appointment diary in red in Miss Stewart's elegant rounded hand for the rest of the term- but also on the odd occasion when She felt a need for some guiding hand upon Her. When, all too frequently thoughts of Her headmaster sneaked into Her impish mind She could not help...

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I got an email from a woman asking for sex service. She described as a widow of 34 years age and upon calling her at the number mentioned, she confirmed her email and a meeting were fixed. The address was of Jubilee Hills a very push locality in Hyderabad and I was aware of the kind of women who live there so I was pretty excited. On the day I dressed casually and packing my pocket with 2 packets of condoms I set out for the house. It was fairly simple to find the house. It was a big bungalow...

Enjoy My Gigolo Service

Hi there, ISS readers .Kaise hai aap sb. I am back after a long time. With a new story of my gigolo service. I got many emails for my last stories. Thanks to all girls and aunties who replied me. Now I m sharing my latest sex story. Read it out and have fun. And if any girls aunty needs my sex service then you can mail me. There will be total privacy. That’s my mailing id. And boys please stay away from me. I don’t want your emails. I am not going to reply your mails. Now coming to the...

Limousine Service

LIMOUSINE SERVICE By Lisa L. Its Saturday night, eleven o'clock in the evening in lower Manhattan. New York city is alive and well with all of the glam and glitter you would expect to see in the nightlife of such a big city. When one looks closer along the city blocks it is difficult to overlook a celebrity hot spot called The Factory which is frequented by a virtual whos who of the music and film industry. This is a location Steve Wilson is all to familiar with as he is...

Best Customer Service

The best customer ever! I have been in the plumbing business my whole life and I have had my share of Horny house wives calling up to get a young service man to come over and service their needs. I have had my share of women as well and I am always willing to help out a horny lady anytime. But I was never thinking that I would be sharing a story like this one. It all started on a hot summer morning and I was working in the office like I have been for the last few years. I mostly do the take...

Escort Service

The house was enormous. It was white and had marble columns and black and white tile. High ceilings were all through the house along with art. Statues and paintings sat next in the front hall and in through the different rooms. A marble staircase led up to the second floor. Plants were randomly placed around the house to break up the brightness. A tall dark tanned man with black hair walked through the halls as if he were on a mission. He rushed up the stairs towards the east wing of the house...

Room Service

The story is inspired by something I experienced myself. ?Working night hours at a classy hotel, I found a pair of sexy red panties hanging on door 146. They smelled wonderful, that mixed smell of feminine perfume and musk. They where still warm when I smelled them, and, fuelled by the mystique, I looked into the matter. ?A classy business woman had been living in that room for a long time. ?I saw her several times after this and even served wine to her as room service once. She had another...

178 Spring service

178 Spring service. It was a sunny summer Sunday afternoon, warm sultry with a threat of a storm, Spring lay on her bed looking at her favourite scene from her open window up here on the hill-side, below her was a scene she never tired of, the whole of the Romney marsh made famous by the infamous Dr Syn. She could see looking out over the marshland, the tiny but distant pair of lighthouses at Dungeness, near 20 miles away at the tip of the shingle spit, dwarfed now by the great solid block of...

Room Service

In my endless days of hotel living on the corporate merry-go-round, I rarely ordered room service and, if I’d had any fantasies about being serviced in the mix, I always imagined a sweet, but insatiable girl to bring that to me - half or fully naked, while choosing to rock steadily on my overjoyed cock, getting so much more than a tip, until steady rhythms turned into wall-banging necessity.And no, that never even came close to happening. Hell, I hardly ever ordered room service, to begin...

Room Service

Room Service By Sasha Jenkins Jake Thomas was 40 years old when he was introduced to crossdressing. He only stood 5'4", had long red hair that he kept in a ponytail and only weighed 140 lbs. He kept a great many secrets about what certain guest's tastes were and he also kept a huge secret of his own. He was bi- curious but never had the courage to see if he liked it. He had drunkenly told only one person about it and she seemed understanding about it. But he had a commanding...

Ladies Room Service

Ladies Room Service! TJ Ryder http://www.slavex.com/ The lushly built teacher in the form fitting high skirtand low bustline wasn't out of place at Glendale Academy forYoung Ladies, otherwise known as the finishing school forthe girls of the 'Rich and Powerful', and also to others as'Depraved and Decadent'! All the rich girls dressed like tramps; were accustomed to treating everyone below...

In Her Service

In order to properly tell this story, I have to take you back in time. We must travel back to a dark age when 28.8 k dialup was state-of-the-art and unlimited long distance calling was not even dreamed of. It started in a chat room where advanced graphics were smiley symbols and ASCII graphics. As a divorced thirty-something, I wandered into this world looking for a way to pass sometime after work. I had no idea what this simple diversion would lead to. I met her and her sister along an...

Courier Service

The setting sun caught Karoline’s eyes as she crested the last hill. Momentarily blinded, she flinched back from the glare just as the object of her long ride came into view. Villa Ambrosia shone golden in the late afternoon sun, glistening like yet another of its owners fabled jewels. The palace – and it was a palace, for all that the Duke insisted his home was just a simple country estate – was a sprawling complex. The product of many generations trying desperately to outdo one another. The...

THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE

All Rights Reserved # "THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE" by tcs1963 Friday night and I needed a drink. After a long and arduous work week, I just wanted to forget my problems and listen to some music. When I punched out, I made my way home to shower and shave, then I walked down the block to my favorite watering hole. I walked in to "Tex's Bar and Grill" and I didn't even have time to put my ass in the stool before Milly, the barmaid had my draft beer and Crown Royal on the rocks in...

Return To Service

Return To Service It felt just the same, yet ultimately different being in that cock-house again after almost a year. I burned with the excitement of what I had possibly missed, and felt eager for a return to service when I’d see something unfamiliar and wanting to look my way. Not a minute after the thought subsided that very thing to happened, and let me tell you, the man had me ready with just a look into his brown-as-my-own eyes. I smiled as he stood there and looked long at me. Almost as...

Dreamland Dating Service

I am sifting through my mail that I got today. I am lonely because I haven't had a date in weeks. Suddenly, a decorative envelope catches my eye. I notice a red border all around the envelope and the addresses are typed in bold. Funny, I have never heard of anyplace called Dreamland Dating Service. I have been a little desperate for a date lately, but do I want to trust a place that I have never heard of? My desperation and my curiosity causes me to throw caution to the wind and open the...

Return To Service

Return To Service It felt just the same, yet ultimately different being in that cock-house again after almost a year. I burned with the excitement of what I had possibly missed, and felt eager for a return to service when I’d see something unfamiliar and wanting to look my way. Not a minute after the thought subsided that very thing to happened, and let me tell you, the man had me ready with just a look into his brown-as-my-own eyes. I smiled as he stood there and looked long at me. Almost as...

A Weekend Away Part 2 Room Service

As she slowly opens her eyes, she wonders how long she has been asleep as she notices the sun has set and the room is dark with just a single light on. She can’t believe she fell asleep, she is never able to actually sleep with a man their first time together and very rarely in a hotel room. Maybe it was the long cross country flight, or the amazing sex, or maybe just maybe she finally met someone who was right for her. She sits up and she notices him gazing at her. He tells her she is...

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My First Male Escort Service

Hi, this is a sex story of my first male escort service encounter with a HiFi lady. About me, I am Shri from Bangalore 22 years old and studying engineering in a reputed college 5.9 feet height with slim body fair enough to attract a girl and about my boner its 7 ” and 3″ thick. Anyone need service in Banglore for one night stand, long term relationship, massage, just to pass your time or any of your fantasies to fulfilled can mail me @ Let me start the sex story.I am a big fan of iss and once...

Job Interview with an escort Service

On my 18th birthday, I had a job interview with a local escort service. It was actually my 16th birthday but I had managed to get a fake ID ;-) I had a female cousin that was escorting for this service and when she told them that she had a crossdressing bisexual male cousin, they wanted to meet me!I showed up to the interview completely in drag: black stockings, garter belt, stiletto heels, black miniskirt, red blouse, wig, face painted like a fucking whore! It wasn't long into the interview...

Jury Service

Jury Service By Bill Hart Another day was underway. Once more I sat in the juror's assembly room wondering how slowly the day would pass. It certainly looked like it was going to be another long and boring day, not unlike the last two had been. I'd even finished the book, an epic of seven hundred pages, I'd brought with me from home, thinking it would be long enough to last the entire ten day stint. Oh well. In another half-hour I'd be off for one of those famous two-hour...

At your Service

It started as a typical day, I got my list of repairs and set out to fix the customer's phone service one by one. The first stop was a Mrs. Mayer and her problem sounded as if she had a broken wire somewhere, the system worked but it had a lot of interference on the line. Before I went to her house, I started on the pole just to make sure it was at her house and not the connecting line. I plugged into her line only to find she was using the phone. I am not some lurker, invading people's privacy...

Room service

I’d been working at the hotel for about a year but had just changed roles from bell boy to room service, so was new to the job.It was a normal delivery, some champagne and canapés to be delivered to one of the main suites on the upper floors. I ‘d been told to get the room ready for the guest to entertain some visitors in his suite so assumed that the guest wasn’t there.So I undid the door and went in with the trolley to set up. I was surprised to see some gay porn on the large TV screen in...

Gigolo Service

Hello dosto aap sabhi ko mera namaskar. Mera naam rohit he or me surat ka rahanewala hu.Me ek gigolo hu. Me ek achhi family se hu. Meri height 5.6 hai. Or body achhi hai. Achha to ab me story pe aata hu… Baat un dino ki he jab me 23 saal ka tha abhi meri age 26 hai. Me surat ki ek coll. Me padhta tha to waha meri mulakat ek friend se hui jiska naam aniket tha.. Hamari dosti achhi ban gai. Ek din usne muje kaha ki kya tuje sex karna pasand he girls..Aunty..Bhabhi k sath to maine kaha ha kyu...

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