Keiko takes me shopping and furthers my exhibitionist education
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THE KEIKO YAMAGUCHI STORY
It was one of those wonderful early summer afternoons in central Japan asthe pretty university student drove her bright red Mazda Miata along the expresswaytoward Matsudo, a small city not far from the science city of Tsukuba and theTokyo International Airport at Narita, both being less than an hour drivingtime away. Keiko always enjoyed a drive along the expressway as it gave hera chance to leave the city and actually see some countryside. The fact thatthe university paid for fuel and road tolls was so much the better. She alwaysenjoyed doing errands out of the city for Marimoto-san, the Dean of the BusinessFaculty at the women's university she attended in northern Tokyo.
On this particular occasion, Dean Marimoto had asked her to personally deliveran invitation to the industrialist, Yasuhiro Koto, who maintained an estatehome in the country near Matsudo. The Dean of Business wished to invite MasterKoto to speak at the university on the subject of business opportunities inthe international marketplace for young Japanese women. In some twenty years,the industrialist had built an international business empire of some twelvehundred companies located around the world. He was a highly astute businessoperator and a master at saving companies from the ravages of bankruptcy.
Although Dean Marimoto was very well aware that it was difficult to get speakingengagements with leading industrialists anywhere in the world, he knew thatMaster Koto had a particular taste for pretty young women, ranking young Japanesewomen among his personal favorites. Not only did the Dean think that MasterKoto would be more receptive to one of his prettiest students, but that hewould perhaps take kindly to the idea that the university was only for women.
Keiko Yamaguchi, at the age of nineteen, was a superbly beautiful young Japanesewoman, with long hair, flawless skin, a superb figure standing some five feetsix inches tall. She was an honors student in both broadcast journalism andlinguistics, specializing in Arab languages as well as English, which was alreadyflawless. She was destined to go far in either the business world or the broadcastindustry.
Today, Keiko was wearing a stunning red skirt suit with black fishnet stockingsand red shoes, the heels just high enough to accent the calves of her legs.She also had a black purse and a black briefcase. She intended to present herselfas both pretty and professional. Dean Marimoto had told her that the industrialistshe was going to visit was an aficionado of bondage and sexual torture. Keikohad told him that she would be okay and that she could look after herself.
A little less than an hour from Tokyo, Keiko approached the Matsudo turn offand drove another fifteen minutes eastward along a country road. Several turnslater she came to a stop outside the estate of Yasuhiro Koto. It appeared tobe a big house set in the middle of lush and extensive gardens. She checkedher hair and her makeup in the mirror and carefully arranged her hair, wantingto look her very best in the presence of the industrialist. As she drove intothe driveway leading to the house, she noticed a sign that clearly warned againsttrespassing, stating that trespassers would be severely dealt with. She shudderedslightly as she read that sign but realized that she was not a trespasser sinceshe had legitimate business on behalf of Dean Marimoto and the university topresent. She stopped her car in front of the house.
Wow, she thought to herself, this place is magnificent, and I can't even seethe road outside because of all the trees. She took particular note of thebirds singing in the trees as she walked up the four steps to the front doorof the house. There was a big brass bell like those found on sailing shipsmany years ago. She used the brass clapper to ring the bell. While she waitedfor someone to answer the bell, she noticed that the front door was slightlyopen. As nobody came, even after her second ring, she stepped through the opendoor into the foyer of the house.
As she looked around the foyer, she was suddenly grabbed from behind, liftedseveral inches up from the floor with a chloroform soaked cloth firmly heldover her mouth and nose. Unable to scream, she kicked her feet around aimlessly,losing her shoes in the process, for a few seconds. Then the kicking came toa stop. Keiko Yamaguchi was unconscious.
The man who had attacked her so unexpectedly lifted her into his arms as shewent limp, her long dark hair draped over his left arm and her legs over hisright, holding her shoes in his right hand. He was a large and powerful middle-agedman who had come from America but adopted the country of Japan as his home.He carried the girl further into the house and opened a wall panel that concealedan elevator by which he could reach the various underground levels of the house.The elevator doors opened automatically at the level Master Koto liked to callhis Mad-Lab.
Mad-Lab, as he liked to think of it, was actually the lowest two of four hiddenlevels beneath Yasuhiro Koto's house. Completely decorated in stainless steeland baby blue colors, the facility was equipped with a wide range of tablesand chairs to which the young women who came here could be perfectly and helplesslysecured. On another level, higher than the Mad-Lab, there was a traditionalJapanese bathing area and several sleeping rooms with soft, luxurious bedsand various amenities.
The man carried the unconscious young Keiko Yamaguchi into the first chamberof his Mad-Lab. It was a soundproof chamber equipped with two X-shaped metaltables, these being painted in baby-blue enamel and covered on the top withblue leatherette, while the walls were a combination of light blue and stainlesssteel cabinet doors. Lights were mounted in the ceiling above both tables.
He gently placed Keiko on the nearest of these tables in a face-up position,taking a few moments to admire the young lady, smelling her hair, kissing herhands, inhaling the aroma of her feet and kissing her toes. He opened one ofthe stainless steel cabinet doors and placed her red shoes in the lowest offour baskets. He then carefully removed her earrings, her bracelet and herwatch, placing these in the smaller top basket which was designed for suchsmaller items. Now, of course, it was time to remove the young woman's clothes.He placed a fresh chloroform soaked cloth on a nearby work cart in the eventshe was to waken before she was properly secured.
To begin with, he unfastened the buttons on Keiko's suit jacket. He then liftedher into a sitting position, carefully supporting her head and her back, andremoved the jacket by pulling the sleeve off her right arm and then the left.He couldn't help but exalt in the wonderful fragrance of this pretty girl'shair and body. Next, he removed the white sweater by pulling it over her headand then pulling the sleeves off her arms, first the right and then the left.Lastly, he removed her bra to reveal a beautiful pair of perfectly round firmbreasts. He lowered her back down into a reclining position.
Then it was time to remove the clothes from the lower half of her body. Heundid the buttons and zipper on Keiko's red skirt and, lifting her butt slightly,pulled the skirt down over her thighs, legs and feet. He removed her blackfishnet pantyhose in the same way, carefully sliding it down as he peeled itoff her legs. Lastly, he removed her panties by sliding them down and overher feet. Keiko was now completely naked. He folded each of her clothing itemsand placed them in the two middle baskets, then closing the cabinet door.
He carefully lifted her right arm and moved it up over her head and away fromher body, lowering it onto one arm of the table. Carefully placing her fingersaround a metal grip handle, which was also a sensor to monitor her heart rate,he fastened a black leather cuff around Keiko's wrist. Then, he fastened aleather restraint around her upper arm just above the elbow. He then securedher left arm in the same way, with the grip handle and two leather restraints.The lifting of her breasts by the upward movement of her arms, of course, wasnot lost on him.
He moved to the foot end of the table and took a firm hold of Keiko's anklesand gently pulled to stretch her body to its full length and make it more difficultfor her to squirm or move her body when she wakened. He moved her right legoutward and away from her body, placing it on the table's right leg rest andsecuring her ankle with a leather ankle restraint followed by a leather legrestraint just above her knee. Lastly, he secured her left leg in the sameway. Her legs were spread widely apart, opening her genital area as much aspossible, and her feet dangled in mid-air off the end of the leg rests. Herbondage was now complete. Keiko Yamaguchi was helplessly strapped down, nakedand spread-eagled like a starfish.
Master Koto then released a mechanism underneath the table and tilted theentire top of the table, lowering the foot end and raising the head end, sothat Keiko was now held at a forty-five degree angle. There were nine comfortableseats along the wall across from the foot end of the tables and he sat downin one of the chairs contemplating the naked girl before him, watching herchest rise and fall, her wavy hair draped over her shoulders and chest.
He continued his preparations, placing various items on a metal cart, includingseveral soft paint and calligraphy brushes, an electric vibrator with a verysmall tip, an electric tooth brush, a large vibrator with an anal stimulator,various feathers and a set of toe spreaders of the sort used by women for coloringtheir toe nails. He brought the cart toward the foot end of the table and placedit near her left leg. He brought a wheeled stool of the type used by doctorsto the foot end of the table as well, placing it in the area between Keiko'sfeet.
Master Koto started to stimulate Keiko's body by applying two of the paintbrushes ever so softly to her neck, her arms, her breasts and her stomach.As he did this for several minutes, he noticed her breathing start to changeand her nipples swell and harden. He found it interesting that a woman wouldreact to even mild stimulation while she was unconscious. He stroked her noseand ears with one of the fudo brushes and the girl began to stir and awaken.
?Oh, my God,? she exclaimed as she wakened, realizing she was naked and strappedto the table, ?Where am I? Who the hell are you? What do you want with me??
She looked up at her arms and down at her legs, trying to move anything thatshe possibly could. She wrapped her fingers around the grip handles, feelingthat she might slide down toward the floor. All of her efforts, though, werein vain as she was very well restrained on the tickling table.
?My name is Yasuhiro Koto,? the man explained as he stood beside her, ?andyou appear to be a trespasser who came into my house without permission. Isthat not so??
?Oh no, honorable Koto-san,? she said, ?I am a business student at WasudaWomen's University. Dean Marimoto sent me here to deliver an invitation tospeak at the university to you.?
Master Koto moved to the foot end of the table and seated himself on the wheeledstool at her feet. He picked up one of the toe spreaders from the nearby cartand inserted the pink, foam form between the toes of her right foot. He thenpicked up the second toe spreader and inserted it between the toes of her leftfoot. She tried to move her feet and to dislodge the toe spreaders but theywere inserted quite firmly and would not come loose.
?That does not seem like a plausible story to me, Keiko-san, if that is trulyyour name,? he said as he inserted the toe spreaders, ?I would expect thatyour dean would be more likely to send any such invitation to my office inTokyo rather than sending one of his students to my house outside the city.Well, we shall have to see, won't we??
?No, honorable sir,? she went on, ?it is true. Dean Marimoto said that theinvitation might be ignored if he sent it to your office but that you wouldbe sure to see it if I delivered it to you. What are you doing to my feet?Please, don't, it feels awful with those things between my toes! Please letme go!?
Master Koto picked up the pinpoint vibrator from the cart and turned it onas Keiko's eyes grew wide with panic. He told her, ?If that is true, Keiko-san,then the dean would have come to deliver his letter in person instead of sendinga student out here. The device I have in my hand is a pinpoint vibrator ? itis designed to stimulate a tiny skin area of perhaps one millimetre in diameter.?
?No, please, honorable Koto-san, don't hurt me,? she pleaded, ?I promise thatI'm telling you the truth.?
?I do not intend to hurt you,? he explained, ?I only intend to persuade youto tell me the truth and I can do that quite well without hurting you.?
He gently but firmly took hold of Keiko's left foot, holding it with his fingerson top and his thumb at the ball of her foot. Although she tried to move herfoot, it was not possible. Even the toe spreaders held her toes perfectly stilland separated by a quarter of an inch or so. He moved the pointed tip of thevibrator into the space behind the toe spreader adjacent to her second toeand touched it the skin right where the ball of her foot met the roots of thetoes.
?What are you doing?? she said, ?Please, no-ho-ho-ho-ho, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ohGod, no-ho-ho!?
He continued to tickle her left foot behind each toe and then moved on tothe right foot for a similar treatment, spending about fifteen minutes on bothfeet. He then returned to her left foot and tickled the soft curve beneatheach toe with a fudo brush and then again continued to her right foot. Finally,he gave her a chance to rest and recover her breath. He raised the foot endof the table and locked the device in a horizontal position so that Keiko wasno flat on her back.
?Aaaaaaaaaah,' she screamed, ?please don't tickle me anymore! I have toldyou the truth! Dean Marimoto sent me here to deliver an invitation to you.?
?No-ho-ho-ho,? she screamed as he touched the tip of the vibrator to the soleof her left foot, right at the mouth of the little groove in the ball of herfoot, where it met the soft sole, ?Ko-ho-ho-ho-to-san, plee-hee-heese, a-ha-ha-ha!?
For another half hour he continued to tickle the soles of her feet with thepinpoint vibrator while she laughed and screamed with tears running down herface. She couldn't even gather the breath to plead anymore. All she knew bynow was laughter, and agony, as the tickling continued. Master Koto stoppedthe tickling to allow her to recover her breath again. He opened Keiko's briefcaseand discovered an envelope addressed to him.
?There, you see, Koto-san,? she stammered, ?that is the letter I was supposedto deliver to you! Please let me go now!?
?I will have to verify this letter with the dean at your university,? he toldher, ?and see if this is truly a letter from him. I will have to call him.In the meantime, I don't want you to be bored while you wait for me.?
He picked up the other vibrator with the attached anal stimulator and heldit up for her to see. He explained, ?This is a special kind of vibrator whichwill bring you to many orgasms, and these orgasms will feel like nothing you'veever known because of this little device on the side that will enter slightlyinto your anus and tickle it into a frenzy.?
?Please, no, honorable Koto-san,? she pleaded, desperately trying to move, ?don'tdo this to me. I told you the truth. Please. You'll see.?
Master Koto put some oil on his fingers and massaged Keiko's vulva as he broughtthe big vibrating dildo into place. She begged and pleaded as she felt thebig thing slide into her vagina. When it was partway into her body, he beganto massage her anus with his oil-soaked fingers. She tried with all her mightto squeeze her anus shut but it took only a minute or so for it to relax. Shethen felt the tickling tip slide up her ass as the larger dildo went all theway in.
?Aaaaaaaaah,? she screamed as he turned the device on, ?trying to move andbuck as her vagina was stimulated and her anus was tickled. She didn't knowwhether to laugh or scream as the torment continued to drive her higher andhigher into a frenzied orgasm. And then it came ? a climax more intense thanshe ever imagined possible.
Even as she climaxed, though, the device did not stop and it began to buildanother orgasm inside of her even before the first one ended. Master Koto hadleft the chamber and made a call to Wasuda Women's University to check on theauthenticity of the letter.
He returned to the chamber and turned off the erotic device which had drivenKeiko to a number of orgasms, each one more intense than the one before it.She was exhausted and on the verge of unconsciousness. He released Keiko'srestraints and lifted her into his arms, carrying her out of the chamber.
Master Koto carried Keiko to a similar chamber nearby, another soundproofchamber almost identical to the first, except that this one was equipped withtwo chairs instead of two tables. Each chair had a complete set of leatherrestraints. He placed Keiko onto one of the chairs and lifted her wrists torestraints above her head. He then secured the strap across her abdomen tohold her firmly into the seat of the chair. Next he fastened the neck restraintplacing Keiko into a position where her breasts were lifted and immovable anher armpits were completely exposed. Keiko started to recover and tried tomove.
?Please, honorable Koto-san, no more,? she pleaded as she tried to struggleagainst the new restraints which held her.
Master Koto moved Keiko's right leg into position as she feebly tried to resist.He secured a leather restraint above her knee and then bent her leg into thewaiting ankle restraint below. He secured her left leg in the same way. Herfeet were suspended in midair several inches above the floor of the device.She moved her feet about and realized how helpless they were.
?Open your mouth,? he said, as he forced a leather ball gag between her teethand over her tongue. As she protested, he lifted her hair and secured the strapsbehind her head. He then straightened her hair.
?I have spoken to the office at Wasuda Women's University,? he told her, ?butthe dean was not available and the lady to whom I spoke could not confirm thereality of this letter. The dean will be available in about an hour and I willgo to Tokyo to meet him. Meanwhile, you will stay here until my return.?
?The chair in which you are seated,? he continued, ?has some interesting featuresthat you will soon come to experience. There are several wheels-of-tongueslocated in compartments like this one in front of you. Each of these wheelshas either four or six tongues, which are made to perfectly resemble humantongues, mounted around the outside. As the wheel turns, these tongues willlick the parts of your body to which they are assigned, exuding a fluid similarto saliva so that the sensations will be intense. These wheels are locatedin this panel before your breasts and stomach, these two panels beside yourarmpits, these two panels beneath your feet and that panel below your genitals.The system is set on random tickling with ten minute intervals and five minuterest periods.?
?Mmmmmffff,' Keiko protested through the ball gag, shaking her head from sideto side as much as she could. She clenched her fists and flopped her feet about.
Master Koto turned on the machine and left the room, leaving Keiko all alone,naked and strapped to a tickling chair which had been programmed to tortureher on various parts of her body. The machine would choose each of the partsand then start without warning.
Keiko screamed as she saw the panel before her open and two wheels with fourof the horrible tongues each emerge and move toward her breasts. She trieddesperately to pull her breasts away, stiffening her back and holding her breathto make them as small as possible. But the wheels began to turn and the tonguesbegan to lick her breasts right at the nipples. The wheels began to move upand down and every part of each breast was licked extensively. Her nipplesbecame so engorged with excitement that they started to ache. Then the ticklingstopped and the devices retracted into the compartment before her.
Nothing happened for five minutes after that and Keiko started to relax. Thenshe heard the panels below her feet open. She moved her feet as much as shecould but it was not enough. She felt the tongues begin the licking of thesoles of her feet, starting with the instep and moving over the balls of herfeet to her toes. She struggled and fought against her bonds, clenching herfists above her head, as the tickling continued. It went on and on and on forten minutes. The wheels again withdrew.
After another rest period, she heard the panel beneath her genitals open.Keiko screamed, ?Please, not there, not my snatch!? Of course, there was nobodythere to hear her.
Desperately she tried to lift her ass up from the chair to get away from thetongues approaching her most personal parts. Then it started with the six tonguesmounted on the large wheel beneath her slowly snaking across the soft lipsof her vagina, her already swollen clitoris, and then moving back to her anusand up her crack. She was miserable as the licking of her snatch and her assholewent on and on for ten minutes.
Next came the part she really dreaded, her armpits. Although her feet werevery ticklish, it was even worse under her arms. She pulled at the bonds aboveher head and tried to move sideways, but it was to no avail. The tongues cameand started their work. She screamed and bit into the leather ball gag butit was no use. Nothing helped and the tickling continued for ten minutes. Thenit stopped again.
The tickling continued, moving from one area to another, often tickling severalareas at the same time, for a long six hours until the return of Master Koto.Through tear-filled eyes she pleaded for the torture to stop. He turned offthe machine and released her. He lifted her up and carried her from the chamber.
He brought the exhausted Keiko Yamaguchi to the traditional bath he had builtin the lower levels of the house. As she lay on the tiles of the bath, he carefullyapplied the soap and water to every part of her body and washed her. He appliedshampoo to her hair and thoroughly washed it. He then dried her off completely.
Master Koto carried the freshly-bathed young woman to a luxurious bed chambernot far from the bath and placed her on the bed so that she might sleep. Shehad been through a lot and needed to sleep. As she slept, he held her tightlyto him in the bed. She didn't know it, of course, but she had just won herselfa fantastic job offer as a personal aide to Master Koto in his head offices.She would work in the Middle Eastern department. As soon as she graduated,her new position would be waiting for her.
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The Fappening‘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...
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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Fetish Porn SitesAbsinthe 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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
IncestThelma 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...
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 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'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,...
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,...
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...
Fantasy & Sci-Fifrom 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...
Hypothetical - i****t/Taboo I went on to consider why the law forbids i****tuous relationships and why religion proscribes such acts.It is said that any c***dren born of such relationships are likely to suffer from physical, mental and emotional defects. This matter is hotly debated by the experts in the literature. As far as I can see the jury is still out on this one, but even given that it is true, in times when contraception is safe, and sexual intercourse can be engaged in with little...
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...
“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,...
"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...
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,...
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...
This story is an allegory of a real life relationship that developed in my life. It helped me cope with disappointment, and to perhaps be better able to accept the reality that had crashed upon my infatuated fantasy. I cope with the friendship better now, having decided that staying a part of her life is better than nothing, yet there are times when the attraction is still magnetic. I’m sure there are many of you out there who have experienced such a thing and perhaps this will give you a...
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...
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...
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...
Fantasy & Sci-FiEsther 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...
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 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...
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...
"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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