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Guests for Breakfast
By roiboi
The early morning sun cast a warm glow through the blinds on the patio. The air was still sweet and cool in the corner where I knelt at the patio table. Per Mistress?s instructions, I rested my head on the table and concealed my body underneath the table. It was an awkward position to maintain with my hands handcuffed behind me, but I did my best to spread my knees and support my weight with my chin.
I heard Mistress and her two guests talking softly as they entered the patio. Mistress carried a tray and the smell of breakfast was very inviting. As they got closer, I could see a young blonde woman and a tall athletic man following Mistress. Mistress put the platter down in front of my face, the smell and sight of the bacon and eggs, croissants, and jams and jellies had obviously got my interest and I was quite hungry.
?Do not touch?, said Mistress, ?this is so for our guests, you will get yours, later?.
I was wearing a black negligee, and a garter belt with nothing else on underneath, the early morning air was still chilly and I longed for a sip of hot coffee. Mistress and her friends carried on a long conversation enjoying their breakfast while I kneeled helplessly watching and listening, my face inches from the food.
?Nothing for him?? said the man as he finished another cup of coffee. His name was Sherman. ?He looks hungry,? said the lady whose name I learned was Kathy.
?
?Oh, he will eat?, said Mistress, ?in fact you and Sherman are going to prepare his breakfast!?
With that, both Sherman and Kathy let out an amused little chuckle, and looking at each other said, ?but we don?t cook?.
?You don?t need to cook, he eats it raw?, said Mistress.
?Don?t you eat it raw, Roy? Answer us at once!?
?Yes, Mistress, I eat it raw?, I said hastily.
All three burst out laughing. ?Are you hungry now, Roy?? said Kathy, in a clever little girlish tone. Kathy had on very short running shorts and a see-through halter-top. Her pert little nipples looked hard through the thin material. Sherman had on tennis shorts and a tee shirt. He stood up and stretched nonchalantly and looking at me said, ?its your feeding time, isn?t it bitch??
Sherman?s frame was impressive, and that bulge between his legs told me he was all man. Sherman sat back and adjusted the lounge chair to a half recline. Kathy joined him and started fondling him and kissing his neck. Sherman slipped his hand down behind Kathy?s shorts and pulled them down. I could see him fingering and messaging Kathy?s pussy. Kathy began to drip pussy juice.
?Thirsty, Roy?? taunted Mistress.
?Kathy, you look very wet, and Roy needs a drink?, said Mistress.
?Crawl over there, Roy, do not lick her pussy, clean her asshole, only?.
?Remember, I said not to shower, Kathy? Now you know why. Roy needs to clean you, its part of his breakfast?.
Kathy was now very excited as she gave a little moan, she turned around kneeling in the lounge chair spreading her ass. Her asshole was very pretty and almost hairless. I ran my tongue up her crack to her asshole and cleaned her inside and out, savoring every drop while Sherman kept fingering her pussy.
?Lick it off his fingers,? said Mistress.
Sherman stuck his fingers in my mouth and I licked the pussy juice off them, sucking each finger.
?Do you suck cock that good?? he asked me.
?He does, Sherman?, replied Mistress ?but he isn?t going to get that opportunity this morning, remember you just need to feed him?.
Kathy pulled Sherman?s cock out through his shorts; it was long and hard. A splinter of sunlight that now played across the patio cast a warm golden glow on the erect member. The sunlight made the black hair on his dick glisten, also.
?You want to suck it, Roy, don?t you, you always want to suck a hard cock, don?t you? Well you're not going to. Open your fucking little mouth?, ordered Mistress.
Kathy was stroking Sherman?s cock harder now squeezing his cock and skillfully pressing the tip; I could see a little pre cum forming.
?Open wide? said Mistress mockingly.
Kathy squeezed a drop of pre cum onto my tongue. ?Mmm, tastes good, doesn?t it?? said Kathy, obviously enjoying humiliating me, too.
?Keep you mouth open, and stick your dirty faggot tongue out, Roy?, insisted Mistress.
Mistress gave Kathy further instructions:
?Kathy, just lay Sherman?s cock on Roy?s tongue and hold it there, we want Sherman?s cum to shoot in Roy?s mouth and down his throat, this is Roy?s breakfast and he is hungry, remember??
I wanted to kiss, lick and suck Sherman?s cock, it was one of the most beautiful, hard and erect cocks I had ever had a chance to taste, but I followed Mistress? instructions. I moved my tongue back and forth a little under the tip of his cock.
Sherman began to moan excitedly, he kept fingering Kathy and they were both getting close to climax.
?Squirt it down his fucking throat? shouted Mistress, ?and you better swallow Sherman?s cum, Roy, every fucking drop, you hear me?!
Sherman lunged his hips and ejaculated while Kathy?s firm hand kept Sherman?s cock on my tongue, the hot stream of semen squirting in and filling my open mouth. He was a real cummer. Sherman kept pumping for a good 10 seconds filling my mouth to overflowing and faster than I could swallow his thick, sticky ejaculate.
?SWALLOW it ALL down, Roy!? shouted Mistress, but as hard as I tried, some cum escaped.
?You know, Roy, I told you to get it all, and you let some of Sherman?s precious cum, the cum he made for your breakfast, drip out of your fucking little faggot mouth, didn?t you? You have been very inconsiderate and rude to our guests this morning and you WILL be punished. Stand up, Roy!? demanded Mistress in an angry menacing tone.
Kathy and Sherman were now locked in an embrace and deep kissing while Kathy had a strong orgasm and squeezed even more cum from Sherman?s cock.
?Look at what you missed, you disobeyed me, and didn?t eat all of your breakfast?, complained Mistress.
?Put your pathetic little dick on this table so we can see it, Roy?. Sherman and Kathy now turned on their sides and watched.
I lay my hot, throbbing cock on the cold metal table. My balls were swollen and I wanted to cum. Mistress took a thin cane from her handbag and handed it to Kathy.
?Ever use one of these, Kathy?? she asked.
?No? said Kathy, ?should I hit his cock with it??
?Roy, ask Kathy to whip your cock, no?even better?beg her to hurt you for what you did?!
?Oh please, Kathy, hurt me very badly with the cane, whip my cock, I missed some of Sherman?s cum, and I am very, very sorry. I apologize to both of you for not appreciating fully the breakfast you made for me, and also need to apologize to Mistress for being rude. I need to be hurt now by you, please, hurt me, teach me a lesson I will not forget, please, Kathy?! I begged and implored Kathy to hurt me with a little girlish whimper in my voice.
?You are a disgusting faggot?, said Kathy, looking me straight in the eye as she played around the tip of my cock with the cane, then she swiftly cracked it across the shaft of my cock.
I recoiled in pain, I wanted to take my cock off the table and protect it with my hands but they were behind me in cuffs, I was totally exposed.
?You had better keep your sissy faggot cock on this table, Roy?, threatened Mistress. I followed her orders, still desperate to find a way to protect myself.
?Again, Kathy, hit him again, just like that last one, but across the tip of his cock, here now, let me show you where it will hurt him the most?.
?Right here?, holding Kathy's hand with the cane, Mistress indicated the most sensitive spot on the tip of my cock.
"Right there, got it?" A terrible fear of the pain I knew I would receive gripped me, I wanted to run, but I craved the humiliation I was receiving, and I grew more excited.
"I think so?, said Kathy enthusiastically, "let me try it on him, again!"
?Take that, queer?, said Kathy, immediately whipping me very hard across the tip of my cock. Doubled over, I fell to my knees in agony, crying out, moaning and twisting on the floor, groveling in pain.
And then to my amazement I began to worship at the feet of my tormentors, praising them for their cruelty and for the pain and anguish they were causing me, encouraging them to hurt me still further and to fuck me, offering them money if they would continue to hurt and fuck me. I then kissed and licked Sherman?s boots. I pressed my cock into the floor trying to cum while licking Sherman?s boots. Sherman stuck the sole of his boot in my face and pushed me away in disgust. It was at this time I knew I was a worthless pig and promised Mistress to seek degradation from her the rest of my life.
After a long silence I regained my composure, but the tears kept flowing from my eyes due to the intense humiliation and pain that I still felt.
?So, tell us did you enjoy our little breakfast party, Roy?? asked Mistress after a while, sarcastically, disinterestedly sipping a cup of coffee and gazing into the sunlit backyard.
"Yes Mistress, very much", I replied still wincing, the words coming from the deepest point of humiliation I had ever experienced, I wanted desperately to masturbate.
?Don?t you think you should thank our guests, Kathy and Sherman, who made this all possible for you here, today?? said Mistress amused, gently running the tip of the cane up and down my erect cock and smiling into my eyes.
?Sherman and Kathy, thank you both very, very much for what you did for me today, I really appreciate it?, I said, trying to catch my breadth, my cock now ready to burst with cum.
Guests for Breakfast
By roiboi
The early morning sun cast a warm glow through the blinds on the patio. The air was still sweet and cool in the corner where I knelt at the patio table. Per Mistress?s instructions, I rested my head on the table and concealed my body underneath the table. It was an awkward position to maintain with my hands handcuffed behind me, but I did my best to spread my knees and support my weight with my chin.
I heard Mistress and her two guests talking softly as they entered the patio. Mistress carried a tray and the smell of breakfast was very inviting. As they got closer, I could see a young blonde woman and a tall athletic man following Mistress. Mistress put the platter down in front of my face, the smell and sight of the bacon and eggs, croissants, and jams and jellies had obviously got my interest and I was quite hungry.
?Do not touch?, said Mistress, ?this is so for our guests, you will get yours, later?.
I was wearing a black negligee, and a garter belt with nothing else on underneath, the early morning air was still chilly and I longed for a sip of hot coffee. Mistress and her friends carried on a long conversation enjoying their breakfast while I kneeled helplessly watching and listening, my face inches from the food.
?Nothing for him?? said the man as he finished another cup
of coffee. His name was
?
?Oh, he will eat?, said Mistress, ?in fact you and Sherman are going to prepare his breakfast!?
With that, both Sherman and Kathy let out an amused little chuckle, and looking at each other said, ?but we don?t cook?.
?You don?t need to cook, he eats it raw?, said Mistress.
?Don?t you eat it raw,
?Yes, Mistress, I eat it raw?, I said hastily.
All three burst out laughing. ?Are you hungry now,
?Thirsty,
?Kathy, you look very wet, and
?Crawl over there,
?Remember, I said not to shower, Kathy? Now you know why.
Kathy was now very excited as she gave a little moan, she
turned around kneeling in the lounge chair spreading her ass. Her asshole was
very pretty and almost hairless. I ran my tongue up her crack to her asshole
and cleaned her inside and out, savoring every drop while
?Lick it off his fingers,? said Mistress.
?Do you suck cock that good?? he asked me.
?He does,
Kathy pulled
?You want to suck it,
Kathy was stroking
?Open wide? said Mistress mockingly.
Kathy squeezed a drop of pre cum onto my tongue. ?Mmm, tastes good, doesn?t it?? said Kathy, obviously enjoying humiliating me, too.
?Keep you mouth open, and stick your dirty faggot tongue
out,
Mistress gave Kathy further instructions:
?Kathy, just lay Sherman?s cock on Roy?s tongue and hold it there, we want Sherman?s cum to shoot in Roy?s mouth and down his throat, this is Roy?s breakfast and he is hungry, remember??
I wanted to kiss, lick and suck
?Squirt it down his fucking throat? shouted Mistress, ?and
you better swallow
?SWALLOW it ALL down,
?You know,
Kathy and Sherman were now locked in an embrace and deep
kissing while Kathy had a strong orgasm and squeezed even more cum from
?Look at what you missed, you disobeyed me, and didn?t eat all of your breakfast?, complained Mistress.
?Put your pathetic little dick on this table so we can see
it,
I lay my hot, throbbing cock on the cold metal table. My balls were swollen and I wanted to cum. Mistress took a thin cane from her handbag and handed it to Kathy.
?Ever use one of these, Kathy?? she asked.
?No? said Kathy, ?should I hit his cock with it??
?
?Oh please, Kathy, hurt me very badly with the cane, whip my
cock, I missed some of
?You are a disgusting faggot?, said Kathy, looking me straight in the eye as she played around the tip of my cock with the cane, then she swiftly cracked it across the shaft of my cock.
I recoiled in pain, I wanted to take my cock off the table and protect it with my hands but they were behind me in cuffs, I was totally exposed.
?You had better keep your sissy faggot cock on this table, Roy?, threatened Mistress. I followed her orders, still desperate to find a way to protect myself.
?Again, Kathy, hit him again, just like that last one, but across the tip of his cock, here now, let me show you where it will hurt him the most?.
?Right here?, holding Kathy's hand with the cane, Mistress indicated the most sensitive spot on the tip of my cock.
"Right there, got it?" A terrible fear of the pain I knew I would receive gripped me, I wanted to run, but I craved the humiliation I was receiving, and I grew more excited.
"I think so?, said Kathy enthusiastically, "let me try it on him, again!"
?Take that, queer?, said Kathy, immediately whipping me very hard across the tip of my cock. Doubled over, I fell to my knees in agony, crying out, moaning and twisting on the floor, groveling in pain.
And then to my amazement I began to worship at the feet of
my tormentors, praising them for their cruelty and for the pain and anguish
they were causing me, encouraging them to hurt me still further and to fuck me,
offering them money if they would continue to hurt and fuck me. I then kissed
and licked
After a long silence I regained my composure, but the tears kept flowing from my eyes due to the intense humiliation and pain that I still felt.
?So, tell us did you enjoy our little breakfast party, Roy?? asked Mistress after a while, sarcastically, disinterestedly sipping a cup of coffee and gazing into the sunlit backyard.
"Yes Mistress, very much", I replied still wincing, the words coming from the deepest point of humiliation I had ever experienced, I wanted desperately to masturbate.
?Don?t you think you should thank our guests, Kathy and Sherman, who made this all possible for you here, today?? said Mistress amused, gently running the tip of the cane up and down my erect cock and smiling into my eyes.
?Sherman and Kathy, thank you both very, very much for what you did for me today, I really appreciate it?, I said, trying to catch my breadth, my cock now ready to burst with cum.
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This is a true story and happened recently. I am bi and enjoy sucking and being sucked by guys occasionally. But on the odd occasion I het so horny that I need fucking. A couple of weeks ago it was early evening and I found myself heading to a cruising spot where I have met guys before. I parked up in a layby. it was stil light, and it was quiet. Eventually a white van came slowly driving by, as he passed I flashed my indicators a few times. He pessed his break lights a few times and we had an...
Hello, my name is Charlotte. I know you won’t believe this and normally I wouldn’t admit to it, but I am Otis’ cock slave. There really isn’t any other way to put it. And the really strange part, the really, really strange part, is that I come from a straight-laced New England family and Otis is barely educated and was just a worker in one of my husband’s warehouses. This is a strange tale, one that I find hard to believe even though I am living it. I first met...
This week, we start the show with establishing shots of the most boring suburban estate you could ever hope to see. Lots of ‘nice’ double story semi-detached homes, each with their own little square of grass and concrete driveway out front, separated from the public footpath by low brick walls. We can see a chunky, out of breath looking man walking along the street toward us, perky, elegant and mean-looking Doberman by his side ... This week’s host – the love-him-or-hate-him Cockney geezer –...
Author’s note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Recently I received an e-mail from Peggy Sanford who has written several stories for Literotica and if you have a Literotica log-in and...
Author’s note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Recently I received an e-mail from Peggy Sanford who has written several stories for Literotica and you can see Peggy’s profile and photo under...
Businessman Is Forcibly Transformed Into A Sissy By Sissycuckold It was a warm summer's day when it all began; I was a successful 34 year old, businessman man, with a large house, flash car, and a beautiful wife. As it was a Sunday I was out for any early morning walk, having just finished making love to my 27 year old wife Lorna, when suddenly a large black car screeched to a halt just before me. In a flash 4 burly men jumped out and I was unceremoniously...
Friday, April 15, 2005 I woke at my usual time, to the sound of my two wives quietly talking. Julia was describing how she was learning to drive a car, which reminded me that I was allowed to try for my license when my cast was off, which would hopefully happen this evening. They were both pressed against my body, which was a nice way to wake up. I said, "Good morning, my beautiful wives." They declared the same back at me, with one important variation, then started raining kisses on me....
and shorts; his cock and balls swaying in front of him. Mary smiled, leaned forward again and nuzzled Carol's silky cunt-hair, flattening it out to the sides and exposing her sensuous pink slit to their view. Then she stuck her tongue up inside it. Carol groaned happily and bucked her hips. John was standing over them now, stroking his thick cock while he gazed dreamily down at his sister's inviting pussy. Pushing a finger back up inside Carol's dewy cunt, Mary explored its...
"My parents are celebrating their anniversary this weekend, and they're planning a family party. I'd like to take tomorrow off and fly down - if it's alright with you, of course." Lucy Parsons came around the desk and stood close to him. He caught a flash of tanned thigh as her skirt flap parted. "This must be a first. A new lawyer showing consideration for the firm." "Isn't that the way it's done?" "Not usually. Young lawyers are a fairly arrogant lot, and favors...
Hello Everyone This is pradeep back again with the continuation of my first submission(IT’s NOT JUST LOVE MAKING),And people who does not read my first story please I request you to read my previous submission which was the first part,so that you can have a great brief introduction of the my story which im gonna share you all. So to say about me,I am Pradeep (Name Changed),From (Vadapalani) Chennai.Iam 21 years old and i am living in a private home.I am 5.9 with athlete body and average in...
I was young for my post but I had been doing it as a deputy it for several years with the old sheriff's forester. My father was a baron but I was only a younger son so I was not going to inherit. I carried the heavy stag into kitchen and ignored the quiet that fell. I shifted it off my shoulder and onto the large butcher table, "I took this from a poacher Anna." She wiped her hands as she crossed the kitchen, "how long..." I snorted as headed into the Keep, "a half day." When I...
September 1981, Milford, Ohio Kara came into the living room when the dishes were done and took my hand and led me to the den. We sat in our chairs, as her father insisted. “Did you put your mom up to that ice cream date?” I asked. “No! I was just as surprised as you were. I could tell that dad was really upset at her. And when you stepped in, I thought he was going to blow a gasket. You agreed with him and made him look bad at the same time. And then, when mom did that thing with the...
The studio lights go up, the audience cheers and applauds. Max Weinman, the slick studio host, launches into his well-rehearsed patter. "Welcome, welcome, welcome to another game of Beat the Forfeit. As always, we have two couples competing for tonight's jackpot of one hundred thousand pounds. First, in the studio, we have Jim and Russell. Let's meet them." Two men stand behind smart game-show lecterns each displaying a score of zero. Max touches the collar of his open necked shirt, tugs...
We continued with the idea of Monday through Thursday I would fuck the girls and Friday 5 PM the girls would tie me down, ankles/wrists, put the gag on my mouth and blindfold my eyes. Once again I was at their mercy. Although their mercy was my sexual pleasure. This Friday, as it was with so many other Fridays, the girls put a vibrating butt plug and I would go into this sexual pleasure that would have me thinking of sexual heaven. I do not know how long they were out but I fell them coming...
Group SexLisa's head swam. She was so damn horny it was difficult for her to think straight. Every inch of her skin felt alive and sensitive. Her puffy and extended nipples even more so. Her cock ached with pleasure even as permanently limp as it now was. Even her balls, shriveled and atrophied as they now were, also ached with pleasure. Her ass was even worse. It felt empty now that Master Carl had removed the plug. Not that the plug helped much with that horniness. Oh, it filled her up...
We’re in the boring, flat, concrete car park, surrounded by boring family cars, looking at the boring red-brick buildings that combine to form the Beddingham International School. But here comes the excitement... She’s sexy, with a fuck-me-but-don’t-fuck-with-me face and long blonde hair is swept around to the side of her head and hangs infront of one shoulder. Her accent, friendly southern English but with a distinct Eastern European edge. “Hello, and welcome to a new series of ‘The...
Rebecca Louise Freeman, age 12 years and 364 days, wearing long flannel pyjamas and a dressing gown, sat on the floor of her living room. Her long brown hair was unbound and hung freely down her back. I live inside her head. Sometimes it seems to me that all I can do is watch helplessly while she lives her life. It’s a bit like I’m a passenger on the runaway train that is Rebecca. Then there are the times when I remember that she is me. I looked out at the room through Rebecca’s eyes. I...
(Fictional story told from Female point of view) My husband Ron and I like to play sexual games. One game that we sometimes play is Forfeits, this is where I am given some task to fulfil and if I fail I have to take a note from the Lucky Dip jar and act out whatever is written on it. These have ranged from relatively mild things, such as leaving off my panties and flashing my nakedness in a pub, to very severe things like inviting a strange Master from a sex contact mag, to come and beat me....
To perhaps alleviate some of the confusion of many, many names, here is a list of some that are mentioned, but were introduced in previous episodes of the Transformations series. Dr. Julia Waxman, Psychiatrist, Director of Transformation Frank Waxman, Julia's husband, General Manager of Transformations, former fashion exec, General Manager of Magnuson Foundation. Gerald Magnuson, wealthy philanthropist, primary backer of Transformations. Paul Ventri, CFO of Transformations and president...
It must have been two or three in the morning. Even after waking, and after Carol returned from a trip to the bathroom, they did not speak. She got right on top of Ryan as he lay on his back, remembering the revelation that tender position had been with Dex. It was no less thrilling with Ryan, and she soon returned to a contented sleep. Her next conscious moment found her still atop him, but with his reenergized cock pressing against her thigh. Not sure if he was awake, she raised her bottom...
With nervous butterflies in her stomach Nadine walked into the studio. She would finally become a real actress. For years her agent had only send her out on modeling jobs and told her she couldn’t act, but now for the first time she would do an actual real screen test. ‘Welcome,’ A guy with baby blue eyes reached out his hand. ‘I’m Martin the director, are you ready for your audition?’ ‘Yes Sir.’ Nadine tried to hide her nerves under a bunch of enthusiasm, but she realized it sounded...
"A Proper Stepford Wife" It was a warm sunny day as I drove along after being at the bar for a couple beers and a few games of pool. In the convertible Corvette I felt the wind in my hair and sideburns at the sides of my baseball cap. I was dressed as usual in t-shirt, jeans and tennis shoes. The sun was bright as I headed home so I put on my sunglasses. I felt the slight itch then scratched the whiskers at my chin and right cheek realizing I hadn't shaved in a couple days. I...
Walter had been taking care of the Charles' pool for as long as Faith could remember. Although Mercedes frowned on it, Faith had always enjoyed chatting with him while he worked. Walter was a story-teller, and he was able to hold her spellbound, even now that she was in college. For his part, he welcomed her attention, always amazed that a bitch like Mercedes could give birth to such a genuinely sweet person as Faith. Mercedes literally did not notice the presence of Walter or the numerous...