Birthday Weekender
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Long Weekend
by Zeferage
(Comments are welcomed.)
(I wrote this story for another web site last year entitled Catsuit Seduction.I have since rewritten parts of the story. Hopefully for the better.)
Weeks of waiting were finally over. Today, at long last, the Post Officedelivered my highly anticipated order, whose shipping box now laying in mytrembling hands. The box was plainly wrapped and held no indication to thetrue value of the contents within. I could barely contain the growing excitementwithin as I eagerly signed for it, knowing full well what lay inside. Quicklyclosing the door, I turned and skipped across the living room into the kitchento obtain a pair of scissors. Setting the package on the kitchen table, I quickly,and very carefully, cut through the packaging tape. Opening the box, my eyesbeheld the most beautiful attire of my erotic desire.
Neatly folded within the box laid my shinny new, light blue, latex catsuit.Carefully, I lifted and unfolded my precious garment from its resting place,pushing the box off to the side. Staring at the hypnotizing shine reflectingfrom the sleek latex, as my fingers held up the suit, gave rise to a sudden,exhilarating rush of adrenalin causing a bit of lightheadedness, forcing meto sit down. While the dizziness slowly passed, I remained rooted on the edgeof my seat while my eyes never drifted from my new possession,
Once the dizziness abated, I stood up and spread the suit over top the table,tingles of excitement pulsated up my arms and through my body as my quiveringfingers tenderly caressed the smooth latex. I had almost believed this suitof rubber would be stiff and inflexible not thinking that the advertisementcould be true. Luckily, for myself, I took a chance and bought the catsuit.Never before have I owned such an outfit, not even in my wildest dreams.
I had explored the web, looking for something different to surprise my husbandwith for his birthday and after coming across the web page containing thiscatsuit did such thoughts occur. I had loved the way the suit shapely formedto the model's figure and the glistening shine of light reflecting off thesuit. After many minutes of staring, I thought to myself how much better thiscatsuit looks in person verses a web page, as my eyes continued to be captivatedby the dazzling spectacle before me,
Longing for a more sensual feel, my normally bashful personality took a backseat to strong sexual feelings sweeping through my acutely aroused body. Quickly,I peeled off my clothing, discarding them to where ever they fell. Pickingup my new suit, I wrapped my arms around and rapturously rubbed the soft latexgarment over my now nude body. Feeling its comfortable, pliable latex caressingmy sensitive skin, as well as smelling its sweet aroma, was intoxicating. Istood there for several minutes lost in lustful fantasies, enjoying the softfondling of the rubbery catsuit.
My captivated daydreaming broke only when the clock in the living room struckfour. Shaking my head back to reality, I had planned on waiting until John'sbirthday to present myself as a present but I knew slipping into this bewitchingoutfit could no longer wait! Thinking to myself, ' To hell with it, I'lljust give him his present early!' as I came to my decision. I phonedJohn at work to make sure he would be home on time, telling him his sexy slavewould be waiting for him with something special.
I met John several years ago, I was single and he was going through a nastydivorce. We quickly became friends and our personal relationship slowly developeduntil that fateful day. You see, I love bondage but was afraid to tell Johnfearing he would think of me as some kind of freak. So feeling alone, as Ihad moved away from my close friends to take a job, I would practice self-bondageand it was during one of these episodes John had walked in and found me nakedand helplessly bound. Once my secret had been exposed, John confessed thathe to had a secret passion for bondage. With our secret revealed, our buddingrelationship blossomed and we never looked back, as it brought us to levelsof love and respect we never thought possible, even after our marriage.
Hanging the phone up, I quickly wrote a special happy birthday love noteto him. Slipping the catsuit over my shoulder and grapping the bottle of powderstill inside the box, I rushed upstairs to get ready. Talking on the phoneand walking through the house naked, in the middle of the day, is not somethingmy normally bashful self would willingly do. But being drunk with lustful passionI did not care, not to mention what this little provocation did to furtherstimulate my arousal.
Rushing into our bedroom, I laid the catsuit on the bed and reached for alarge towel to cover the carpeted floor with. Standing on the towel, I openedthe bottle of baby powder and applied a generous amount over my body, lettingthe excess fall onto the towel. My skin was nearly white by the time I finishedand like a kid in a candy shop, strong tingling sensations were rushing throughmy body heightening my sexual feelings, almost causing my lightheadedness toreturn in full force.
Flipping the suit over, I unzipped the zipper down the length of its frontand through the crotch. Lifting and holding the suit in front of me, I slidmy right leg in first. About three-quarters of my leg slid freely in untilthe snugness of the garment caused me to pull, with a little force, until myleg and foot fit snuggly within their sheath. I proceeded with my left leguntil it too was encased in latex. My wiggling toes felt erotically strangeand sexually exciting within their cocoon of latex. Straightening my body,I brought the shoulders of the suit up to my shoulders and slid my left armthrough the sleeve, then the right, with a bit of pulling as well.
With my body all but encased in latex, only my head, hands and chest remaineduncovered, my tingling sensation changed to a more powerful, sexual enjoyment,pulsating through my veins. My stiff nipples rubbed against the latex, causinga moan of pleasure to escape from my lips. Trying to brush aside my sexualexcitement, I quickly reached for and started zipping the garment closed. Feelingeach tooth as it was zipped together by the steadily moving zipper sent shiversof intense rapture running over and through my body. The latex catsuit lita fire within me that I never felt before. I felt like throwing myself ontothe bed and pleasuring myself right then and there. But I knew I had to forgomy wants for the time being, the small amount of ecstasy now would be nothingcompared to the ground shattering orgasm I would experience later at the handsof my master.
So with much mental effort, I continued zipping the catsuit shut. Until withone last pull, the zipper reached its end and I tucked the zipper beneath itsfold of latex. Staring at my reflection from a full length mirror in the cornerof my bedroom, I could tell that the catsuit conformed to my body like a secondskin. A skin comfortably pressing my body from all angles, each curve of myathletically trim body was well defined, from my breasts and arms to my thighsand calves.
A second skin, that while snug, did not restrict my movements, they seemedsmooth and without effort as I walked around the bedroom. Every movement broughtfresh, exciting sounds of soft rustling rubber to my ears. My feet felt likethey where pressing on small squishy cushions. The gentile but steady pressureupon my breasts felt astonishingly wonderful. Looking down, I could see myswollen nipples pushing against the latex, creating small bumps in the middleof my breasts.
My caressing hands glided effortlessly over my latex covered body. The feelingmy fingers felt as they past over the smooth latex, created unmistakable sexualurges, sensations I never quit felt before. The latex was creating its ownfetish response within me. My hands slid up my abdomen, until each hand cuppedone of my breasts, my fingers encircling their respective nipple and squeezedsoftly, enticing another soft, but more desperate, moan to escape from my lips.Slowly dropping my head back and closing my eyes, I inhaled deeply the savorysmalls of latex as my hands and fingers squeezed again. I could feel my groinarea moisten from wanting desire, as my hips slowly gyrated trying to createtheir own pleasure.
Unwillingly but purposely, I drove my thoughts away from my approaching orgasm.I knew master John would be home shortly and would be very angry if I masturbatedjust before his arrival. But never in my life have I felt more aroused thanright now, and without bondage! My passion has always been towards bondageand never would I have imagined becoming this aroused without it.
John's passion is to continually tease and torment my bound body, steadilymarching me towards an earth shattering orgasm. Those were and are very blissfultimes in my life. Afterwards, I would somehow, while still bound, return thefavor to him, to this end he is my slave as I am his.
Just thinking of being bound and dominated is enough to get me incrediblyhorny, but the actual bonding process is rapturous, withering within my bonds,unable to free myself, is euphoric. But now with the added pleasure of my latexcatsuit, my enthusiasm went throw the roof! The electrifying provocations plunderedmy rational thoughts, creating a strong sexual urge threatening to overwhelmme. So incredible were my sexual desires, and rebuilt in a very short moment,that it was only by Herculean effort that I managed to control myself.
Regaining control of my emotions, my thoughts turned towards how I shouldtie myself to be enchantingly irresistible and at the same time openly availablefor his pleasuring, I came up with a simple solution.
We've collected many bondage items during our lives, ranging from simplewrist/ankle cuffs and blindfolds, to a complicated harness, all used with greatpleasure. I've tied myself many times over the years, with this same equipment,for self gratification and at other times to surprise Mike. Our hub chest isfull of bondage gear, from this I take out a three foot spreader bar, fourlockable wrist/ankle cuffs with three locks which use the same key, and a blueball gag, almost the same color as my new catsuit.
Giggling to myself, I hurried downstairs to the freezer to retrieve the frozenkey to the locks. The key, a safety precaution in case something should happen,is in the middle of a small block of ice to assure I could not escape untilit melts in about four-five hours at room temperature, or shorter if I torturedmyself by cupping the ice with my hands. Grapping the key, I hurried upstairsto complete my self imposed captivity.
In the middle of our bedroom, we have a concealed hook in the ceiling towhich, after obtaining a chair to reach the hook, I hung a three foot chain.Attaching an end of a long string leading from the frozen key, previously threadedthrough the key end before freezing, to the chain so I could pull the key tome when needed. After stepping down, I placed the frozen key on top of a towel,on the floor, off to the side.
Sitting on the chair, I apply my ankle cuffs, locking each ankle to its respectiveend of the spreader bar, trapping my ankles three feet apart until unlocked.Inserting and buckling the ball gag in place, I tried a few 'mmmphs' just forfun, feeling more shivers of excitement run down my spine to my loins. Last,I apply my wrist cuffs. Standing up and moving the chair best I could, outof the way, I reach my hands up to the chain, which is just the right height,and threading the last lock through the D-rings of the cuffs and the last linkof the chain, latching it closed.
The audible click which followed went straight to my loins. Knowing I wastrapped like this for at least an hour sent my sexual cravings into overdrive.All I could do was moan and wither in my bondage, as my clit was now throbbingfrom want of attention. My nipples pressed against the rubber, tormenting mefurther as the pressure was not enough to satisfy my sexual craving. Deeplyinhaling and thrusting my chest forward only increased my rapturous desirefor my nipples and boobs to be squeezed and played with.
Struggling within my captivity, I notice something else was happening, mybody was becoming very warm. A comforting, tranquilizing, type of warmth, encompassingmy whole body. I didn't understand this new sensation at first, but after afew moments of thought I realized I was encased in a rubber suit, of course!I never thought about this before. The fresh, new sensation of the built-upof heat, heightened my sexual, euphoric feelings coursing through my boundand struggling body, to a level previously unimaginable!
I thought I loved self bondage before, but nothing compared to this! Theneed for an orgasm was overwhelming, as I directed what little movement I hadtowards this goal. I no longer cared who thought about what, I needed an orgasmand I needed it NOW! All my thoughts and energies were directed towards thisone goal. but the suit moved with my hips and did not apply enough pressureto the right location, with nothing to rub my body against all of my strugglingbecame fruitless.
Helplessly bound and withering in sexual frustration, I quickly lost myselfwithin my fantasies of being an abducted princess, being sexually torturedto supply information. My captors refusing to be merciful to my passionatepleas. Instead, my pleading eyes only embolden their efforts at protractingthe information they want.
So real were the feelings of my dreams, I lost track of time and failed tonotice the presence of my 'would-be rescuer.' A noise shocked me out of myreverence and I opened my startled eyes to see John standing in front of me,with his heart warming, Tom Cruise like, grin on his face, examining my situationand outfit. The noise was his coat being thrown onto the bed.
. "Very nice.... Very beautiful," said John, walking around and examiningmy bound, latex covered form, from all sides. He ignored my puppy-dog eyesand seductive whimpering, as I tried to bring his attention from viewing meto playing with me!
Finally, after walking around me several times, John finally stepped nextto me. His strong but soft hands stroked my sensually tender body, from mycheeks and shoulders to my hips and thighs with an occasional squeeze of oneof my breasts. The lack of direct skin contact, instead of being less exciting,added another fevered dimension to my arousal. Each squeeze brought squealsof sexual excitement, as his soft caressing hands brought murmurs of pleasurefrom around my gag.
He just stood there continuing to stir my over heated sex into an infatuatedfrenzy. My body uncontrollably squirmed with each touch, begging for more. "Stoptrying to beg me with those puppy eyes," he whispered. "If you are my present,I can play with you as I see fit." ' You bastard' I moaned as I triedto wiggle closer to him.
"I bet this outfit cost a pretty penny," John said not as a question buta statement, as his one hand pinched my swollen nipple and his other hand slippedbetween my legs.
Closing my eyes, tilting my head back slightly and whimpering through mygag, I tried to lean my body closer to his, wanting more, while I nodded myhead.
Smacking my butt with enough force to sting, but not painful, "That's forspending our money without my permission," he whispered into my ear. Many moresmacks followed, landing squarely on my latex covered cheeks, alternating leftthen right.
The feeling of being spanked through latex was exquisite, the sound evensexier. But what was happening to me was closer to heaven! Bound hand and foot,gagged, covered in a sheath of latex had put me into an extremely high eroticstate. Now mingle this with being spanked, my nipples being pinched, and nowthe warmth emanating from my rear pushing into my loins, combined to put mein a deliriously euphoric state.
I could no longer cater to my rational self. I caved into my infatuationand tried with all my might to ripe apart my bonds and throw myself on topof my husband, I needed him NOW! But the cuffs held and all I could do waswhimper and wither in my bondage as I closed my eyes to be lost to the moment.
John held the plateau of my deliriously euphoric state for quit some time.How long I could only guess but ever so slowly it ebbed when John's stimulationabruptly stopped. My frantic struggles slowed to a halt, all I could do wasto hang from my wrists as my lungs worked overtime to rejuvenate my tired body.My mind finally registered the fact that John was no longer standing next tome. Wondering why he stopped and where he went to, I opened my eyes, and asif I was looking through a fog bank, I could barely see him stooping over ourhub chest looking for something. When he found what he wanted, he stood upand walked slowly back to me with several items I could not identify, as Icould not wipe my glistening eyes.
Standing next to me, John must of noticed my cloudy eyes and reached up towipe my eyes with a tissue. I attempted to say thank you, through a coupleof 'MMphs.' Understanding what I wanted to say, John said "Your welcomed," andcontinued on with what he had planned. Encircling my waist with rope, he knottedthe rope in front, by my belly button. Next, John tied the base of a vibratorthere as well, so the vibrator would hang down, with the tip hanging nearlyon top of my sex and switched the vibrator on, low.
My whimpering took on new, distressed meaning as my ebbing sex drive quicklydid a 180, and rocketed back to where it had been. The vibrations radiatingthrough the suit were maddening. I squirmed, as if a puppet on strings, toits buzzing, gyrating and thrusting my hips upwards to their limits of mobility.
"Does my poor slave need to cum?"
Swiftly nodding my head in agreement, whimpering a 'yes' through the gag.
" I think you deserve a little more punishment for buying such a seductiveand expensive outfit," John said in a low baritone voice, with a mischief grinon his face. I knew he was enjoying both the view and my torment. Reachingup he untied and took my release key, then returning his voice to normal, "I'mhungry, its been a long day at work and we have a long weekend ahead of us."
' What do you mean long? It's only Thursday!' I attempted to say,but through the gag all that came out was a series of "mmmph?".
But my puzzled expression turned to an horrified pleading look as John continued, "Bythe way, I took Friday off. I'll see you in a hour or so."
My shaking head, wide pleading eyes and begging whimpers where to no availas I watched him walk away. My body vigorously squirmed within the tight confinesof my bondage, trying to make contact with the tormenting instrument of mysexual frustration. Moans of lust resonated throughout the room, as I knewthis would indeed be a very long, but joyful, weekend!
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The Weekend We had meet the couple at a party. We had gotten on so well with them that we had invited them to our house the next weekend. She was tall, blonde, and very sexy. Red swollen lips that pouted as she spoke. Her long blonde hair, cascaded down to her shoulders. Her full ripe breasts, pushed out as the tried to escape the confines of her dress. Her tiny waist, hour glass shape figure, curved in and out at her hips. And her long sleek legs gleamed as they provocatively flashed...
The Weekend We had meet the couple at a party. We had gotten on so well with them that we had invited them to our house the next weekend. She was tall, blonde, and very sexy. Red swollen lips that pouted as she spoke. Her long blonde hair, cascaded down to her shoulders. Her full ripe breasts, pushed out as the tried to escape the confines of her dress. Her tiny waist, hour glass shape figure, curved in and out at her hips. And her long sleek legs gleamed as they provocatively flashed...
February 1999 – Something for the Weekend?The Tangled Web is a story spanning several years and is based on the complicated lives of a brother and sister and those they live with. Set in the English Midlands, the tale is told through a series of interlocking short stories. It was a cold Friday evening in February. Sara stood waiting outside the main railway station swaddled in a long dark winter coat and bright woollen scarf. She felt the cold light wind on her legs. Trousers, she thought....
IncestIt is going to be a long week for you. I inform you that there will be a surprise, come the weekend, but up until that time, you are not permitted to cum, regardless of what I do to you. My intention is to keep you on edge for the entire week leading up to the weekend, continuously fingering you, grinding on your big fat clit, pulling on your nipples, and even sliding my cock inside of you. I also plan to have you suck my cock during that entire time, but you won't be allowed to cum, and nor...
CuckoldMom came in to tell me that if I didn’t quit playing on the computer and leave soon I would be late arriving to Lenny’s house. Well there isn’t anything planned at three, that is just when Paula told me to head over today. Dad decided that even though Lenny’s house wasn’t all that far away, he was going to drive me over. “David you are just going to have to roll with the punches next week at school. It is a complete crock of shit. Everyone knows it. Marlin and his cronies are going to be...
HotwifeI woke up during the night with Marcus cuddling me and playing with my pierced nipples, which once again was making me wet.I climbed on top of him and proceeded to rub my pussy all over his hard cock. It wasn't long after that I pushed myself down him which caused us both to orgasm again and then we fell back to sleep.We woke up about ten. We both needed a shower. Marcus proceeded to wash me paying special attention to my pierced nipples and pussy. I decided, 'Two can play this game.'I...
Wife LoversIt was a dream weekend with Julie. My sexy but self conscious wife reluctantly agreed to let me "dress" her for three days while we attended concerts out of town together. It all began when I noticed that several music acts we both enjoyed were performing on three consecutive days in venues quite close to each other, but none of them near where we lived. Julie really loves live music so this was shaping up as an ideal situation. I had already been saving up small favors that she owed me, so I...
The sun was just beginning to rise over the apartment blocks as Dan left his home for an other average day at work. Dan was in his late twenties, had dark brown hair, was in good physical shape and was pretty proud of the way he looked. Today was Friday which meant the much needed weekend was finally here. He opened his car, a silver BMW, tossed his briefcase onto the passenger seat and took off. It was the same routine ...
Fantasy Weekend By Salon Selective God knows I had bugged my wife long enough about it. I was a very part-time cross dresser. At least I guess that's what you would call it. Make-up and nails were my real turn on, and I had shared this with her. She reluctantly agreed to do some kinky things with me sometimes... a little bondage here, making my face up there, painting my toenails --- stuff like that. I wanted something more than that though, but didn't know how to tell...
Upon my return from San Diego, things changed between Bryan and me. That Wednesday at work, Bryan sent me a message that he would be stopping by that evening. I was instructed to be naked when he arrived. That evening when Bryan came into my apartment I was nude as told. Bryan and I made love. We had a wonderful evening. We had great fun and great sex. He held power over me that I could not resist. He had me tell him all the things Joe had done with me in San Diego. The details seemed to excite...
TrueMessage from the author: This story is quite long and has long build-up before the sex begins. So…if you’re looking for a quick, dirty read, you might want to skip down to the middle of the story. Thanks. Kaylee’s Wild Weekend “This is going to be the best weekend ever!” Kaylee exclaimed as she reached over to turn the radio up, raising the volume to an uncomfortably loud level. “Okaaaay,” Heather said dismissively, pushing her friend’s hand away and turning the volume back down. ...
Dear Friends and fans of this site. My name is Aaryan (aka Sunny) name change. I am 26 years old, leaving in Gujarat. I am accountant in mnc company. I live alone as I came here on for studies. I started working as an accounting work for this company when I was doing my Bachelors. After my exam, they hired me and I became full time employee. My parents live in Mumbai. I visit them every other six month or year for two weeks. I call to my parents every weekend just so I can keep in touch with...
IncestI think I caught her totally by surprise. I'm almost sure that she expected me to say "Yes dear" and then do what she wanted. After all, hadn't that always been the way of it? I met Betty Ann during my second year in college. We were both Business Management majors and we were taking a class in Production Management and we were both put on the same class project. I liked Betty Ann's looks, personality, and sense of humor so I asked her to go out with me, she said yes, and our...
That Weekend by Vickie Tern i. My negotiations in Baltimore went faster than I'd expected, no need to stay the weekend and finish up on Monday or Tuesday, so early Friday morning I booked a flight back and a few hours later when I arrived home I picked up a small bottle of my wife's favorite perfume before heading out to my car. A peace offering, we'd quarreled about something trivial...
For some reason I have now started ten stories which I've not been happy with so haven't finished. This is number eleven and I hope you find that this one comes together. A LONG WEEKEND "Do you know what I heard about Kath and Peter?" Lucy asked her husband James. "What bit of tattle have you picked up about our friends?" He tried to sound as if she shouldn't listen to gossip, but had a smile on his face. Peter had been his school friend and they had kept in contact, making...
It’s Sunday evening and I just got back from Houston and visiting with Master for the weekend. What a weekend, but I should have known something was up. I had to miss our last visit, so I knew punishment would be worse this time. I had several ?incidents? that I had to pay for missing the gym, arguing with my husband, not playing with the anal toys and playing with myself when I should not be. Master had been in Austin the weekend before visiting some friends. I found him and David...
The Long Weekend (Nightgirl edits)The pub was crowded, which was only to be expected since Alice was pretty popular, and the music was way too loud for me. Oh, I guess I should introduce myself.I'm Caroline. I?m 23 years old and blonde with a nice figure, by which I mean it is the right shape, just not toned. My breasts are a reasonable 36B and my height about 5'7".I work for an accounting firm in the city. It?s a big firm and I work in the secretarial pool. That's where I met Alice and...
SERIAL RAPISTS? LONG WEEKEND ONE A DAY (SERIAL RAPISTS? LONG WEEKEND) He had planned for this weekend for a few weeks. As always, he stalked his victims for days at a time while planning his attacks. The serial rapists? m.o. had always been the same. He would pick out potential targets, and then he would find out everything about their daily habits before planning and executing his assault. His assaults were usually brief, rarely longer than 1 hour, and most lasting only about 30-45...
I couldn't wait to get out of work. It was Thursday afternoon and I had a terrific weekend planned. Working the 9/80 schedule is a huge benefit. I work 80 hours in nine days instead of the usual 10, leaving me a three-day weekend every other weekend. It felt like a mini-vacation. Generally, I used that time to relax and just be by myself for a while. Sometimes, though, I took advantage of the longer weekend to get out and away from the world. This weekend, I was going fishing. I've loved...
I had just finished a very long and tiring week of sales calls, traveling through three of the five western states my company had assigned to me. I was spending practically all my time traveling from one client to another, making a frantic effort to head off the catastrophe that was looming if I couldn't improve on my sales numbers. It felt good to get back home to my little one bedroom apartment, but I still had a suitcase full of dirty laundry, a week's worth of unread mail and a whole...
Note : This story is completely fictional! My “first” experience was not really the first time I had been with a man, in fact, I had been with 4 during the 3 years since I turned 18. However, this experience was the first time I truly knew what it was like to have my brains fucked out. I was in my sophomore year at college and worked part time as a waitress at a restaurant near the campus. I spent most of my time either studying or working, no real time to go out and have fun, so I stayed away...
EroticToday is Friday August the 20th...I am taking a couple days off to have a long weekend. I wake up and it is still dark outside and I can't go back to sleep. It is five oclock in the morning. So I decide to go on the computer and check out email and such. I go on instant messenger first and when I log on I find my friend on. I had told him I was taking friday and monday off so he tells me he can't be on long he is headed away for a long weekend too. He tells me that he is going away with a...
Destiny Weekend by captv8td [email protected] 1?Okay, pups, listen up. Let me go over the rules for the weekend.? Samantha stood in front of the pledges as note pads were being distributed. ?We’re going to be playing differently this year. We’re going back to the old rules.??Ha!? exclaimed Sarah. ?Old rules. New rules. We won’t know the difference. This is our first time.??Hehe,? snickered Sam. ?That’s true. So I won’t bore you with the changes. I’ll just tell you the...
THE LONG WEEKENDPart I: FridayMy relationship with Mistress Kayla and Master John had fallen into a bit of a routine after six months. By that time, I wasn’t starting to get to the point where I couldn’t remember when I hadn’t been with them. I shouldn’t say so much them, as Mistress Kayla. A month after she’d taken ownership of me, Master John had taken ownership of his own submissive, Gail. Both continued to use me, just as they both used Gail whenever it suited them. While most of the...
I awoke early Saturday morning to the sensation of my wife rubbing something onto my dick, needless to say it didnt take long before she had me standing at full attention. She laughingly said well it sure didnt take too much to get princess sophia to come alive, it was a little nick name that she had given to her favorite toy that she took from the movie Ms. Congeniality, she thought that was histarical and hell why should I mind with all the attention she was giving it! She rubbed and stroked...
Friday 10th – Saturday 11th One Friday morning, I woke up to the sound of my mother yelling for me to come down for breakfast, I looked at my alarm clock and saw that it was 8:09. I got up from my bed and noticed a raging hard on poking through my underwear. I couldn’t understand how I’ve been waking up for the past few days with a boner. Lately I’ve been feeling hornier than usual and today I didn’t have time to relieve myself so I just put on a shirt and some shorts and went down. I went...