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I will try to write more mistress, as I know the direction my tale will take, but I know not how it will arrive at my final humiliation and sacrifice to the gods of pure female domination.
The improvised gag filled both my throat with its taste and my nostrils with its rank stench. I could feel the cold touch of the cuffs against my wrist and ankles and I strained at the chains links in a futile attempt to somehow break them, and regain my freedom. But each tug, each yank shortened the chain and limited my movements. The growing restriction caused more pain and my struggles lessened.
You stood over the scene, looking down on your disciples and your victim, savouring this straight woman?s initiation into your private and secret world were there were no limits on fetish and no restrains on your powers.
My struggles slowly diminished to a resignation of my state, and a fear of what ?delights? you would force upon me. My husband and daughters would all be concerned at my non appearance in the airports concourse, and even now I foolishly imagined the police force scanning the airport. It was only a question if time, surley?
My long blonde hair was grabbed, and feeling as if it was being torn from the roots, my face pulled up out of its recess and made to look forward. There before me was my mistress, and in one hand you held your skirts hem, and had lifted it high. I could see you shaven mound and in your other hand you held what to me looked like a small plastic penis. You ran the toy through the juices of your honey pot, and then handed to penis, glistening with your juices, to the disciple.
She had in her hand what to me looked like a rubber mask, but inverted. Where the mouth would be was a fitting, and into this you secured the toys. While she did this, her companion removed the temporary gag, and the sheer relief from the scents and smells made me relax and feel blessed relief. But before any thoughts of screaming could from in my mind, one disciple regained her hold on my hair and held my head back, almost making me feel as if my neck was in danger of breaking. With her other hand she pulled my mouth apart, taking great care to avoid any danger of my teeth. In to the open mouth the penis was pushed, and a new scent and smell filled my mouth. Then the mask was reverted back from inside and out and as it was folded it slid over my face and encompassed my head in a hot unyielding rubber mask. My eyes were plunged into darkness behind to zip slits, and my hair allowed twisted and fed through a ?pony-tail? hole at the rear. My world was now darkness; with a scent of honey juices and taste of my mistress alter of sexual fetish. Your cunt..or pussy.?
I will try to
write more mistress, as I know the direction my tale will take, but I know not
how it will arrive at my final humiliation and sacrifice to the gods of pure female
domination.
The improvised gag
filled both my throat with its taste and my nostrils with its rank stench. I
could feel the cold touch of the cuffs against my wrist and ankles and I
strained at the chains links in a futile attempt to somehow break them, and
regain my freedom. But each tug, each yank shortened the chain and limited my
movements. The growing restriction caused more pain and my struggles lessened.
You stood over the
scene, looking down on your disciples and your victim, savouring this straight woman?s
initiation into your private and secret world were there were no limits on fetish
and no restrains on your powers.
My struggles
slowly diminished to a resignation of my state, and a fear of what ?delights?
you would force upon me. My husband and daughters would all be concerned at my
non appearance in the airports concourse, and even now I foolishly imagined the
police force scanning the airport. It was only a question if time, surley?
My long blonde hair
was grabbed, and feeling as if it was being torn from the roots, my face pulled
up out of its recess and made to look forward. There before me was my mistress,
and in one hand you held your skirts hem, and had lifted it high. I could see
you shaven mound and in your other hand you held what to me looked like a small
plastic penis. You ran the toy through the juices of your honey pot, and then
handed to penis, glistening with your juices, to the disciple.
She had in her
hand what to me looked like a rubber mask, but inverted. Where the mouth would
be was a fitting, and into this you secured the toys. While she did this, her
companion removed the temporary gag, and the sheer relief from the scents and
smells made me relax and feel blessed relief. But before any thoughts of
screaming could from in my mind, one disciple regained her hold on my hair and
held my head back, almost making me feel as if my neck was in danger of
breaking. With her other hand she pulled my mouth apart, taking great care to
avoid any danger of my teeth. In to the open mouth the penis was pushed, and a
new scent and smell filled my mouth. Then the mask was reverted back from
inside and out and as it was folded it slid over my face and encompassed my
head in a hot unyielding rubber mask. My eyes were plunged into darkness behind
to zip slits, and my hair allowed twisted and fed through a ?pony-tail? hole at
the rear. My world was now darkness; with a scent of honey juices and taste of
my mistress alter of sexual fetish. Your cunt..or
pussy.?
I woke up with a serious erection. My parents had gone away for a vacation with my little sister and I had the house all to myself for a few days. Since I got home from college I’ve been looking forward to some alone time. There is little privacy in dorms and It gets old quick. I hopped in the shower made my breakfast and watched some day time TV, but I had a hard on the entire morning. My mind wondered to devious thoughts, when I decided to watch some porn. Surfing net led me to a clip of a cd...
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Anything For An Interview Suit William's Crazy Trip by Ann Michelle Copyright 2019. All rights reserved. For mature audiences only. All characters are above the legal age. Don't read this story if you are under the legal age or anything you see herein is illegal where you live. Don't try any of this at home. Introduction by Ann --o-- Hi Everybody, So many of you wanted a sequel to my story over at Amazon "Anything For An 'A'", so here it is! (This is a stand-alone...
Anything For An Interview Suit William's Crazy Trip by Ann Michelle Copyright 2019. All rights reserved. For mature audiences only. All characters are above the legal age. Don't buy or read this book if you are under the legal age or anything you see herein is illegal where you live. Don't try any of this at home. Chapter Three: "Back To The Airport" --o-- "There is NO way I'm wearing these clothes to the airport," said William. He was shocked that Mandi had even...
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Anything For An Interview Suit William's Crazy Trip by Ann Michelle Copyright 2019. All rights reserved. For mature audiences only. All characters are above the legal age. Don't buy or read this book if you are under the legal age or anything you see herein is illegal where you live. Don't try any of this at home. Chapter Two: "The Wrong Suitcase" --o-- Mandi picked up a neutral-colored high-heeled pump out of the...
Anything For An Interview Suit William's Crazy Trip by Ann Michelle Copyright 2019. All rights reserved. For mature audiences only. All characters are above the legal age. Don't buy or read this book if you are under the legal age or anything you see herein is illegal where you live. Don't try any of this at home. Chapter Four: "His Lost Luggage" --o-- William and Mandi were second in line. They were at the lost luggage counter at the airport. William was nervous. ...
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I know, I know—this has been such a long time coming, and I’m so very sorry for the wait. My life’s been a bit bonkers lately and it’s been hard to find time to write. Thanks to everyone who didn’t give up all hope of me finishing this thing (not that this is the last chapter, there’s one more to come!). I can’t tell you how much it’s meant to me to get your emails telling me to hurry up and put up a new chapter! So here it is… finally. Thanks so much for reading me! Lily -x- * ‘How did...
It was undoubtedly the WORST place for a car to break down. There she was, trapped in the middle of the Arizona desert in the blistering heat, miles from civilization. She had no cell phone reception, and though she’d remained in the same spot for hours, no one had passed by. She was dizzy with dehydration and her water bottles had emptied over an hour ago. As she dreaded the thought of dying and having vultures pick at her corpse, Aeryn found herself bent over her car, trying to make head or...
She stripped down to nothing. Houlihan wasn’t thinking of anything except ravishing her flesh, because she had infuriated him. Had disobeyed him. He brought out the paddle and feather, and had her lay across his desk, as before. He started at her ankles, this time, slowly drawing the feather up and down her legs. This time, he brushed his fingertips and the feather up the insides of her legs. She moaned. It was all about gentle ovals, inching ever higher, ever so slowly. He stood up and...