Gallagher s IslandChapter 4 Gallagher Meets the Female Head Hunters
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The little one stands before Him for the first time. As
instructed she stands in the middle of the hotel room
and keeps the eye contact her Master demands. She waits,
lost in her thoughts with the tension of the moment
making her entire being scream inside.
Master’s instructions for dress were specific and the
girl made sure she did as ordered. She is wearing a
white button down blouse, dress jeans, a red bra and
panties. The outfit extenuates her shapely curves and
perfect B cup breast. Her chestnut hair is down to her
shoulders flowing in a partial curl. Her skin is the
color of cream and radiates the soft texture of her
youth. Her blue eyes blink as she continues to make the
eye contact demanded.
Silently the girl stands with her hands at her side
waiting nervously for what is to come next. Master
senses her nervousness and says, “You have nothing to
fear, little one,” and gives her a quick smile. The
sound of His baritone voice is firm but non-threatening
and she knows she has nothing to dread. Despite what her
brain tells her, the sexual tension is electric.
She remembers their first aborted meeting, and how empty
that experience left her, and she suspects Master felt
the same disappointment. At the last moment she fled the
restaurant before He arrived, fear gripping her beyond
her tolerance.
They had chatted on IM and the phone for several weeks
before she would agree to meet and then she lost her
nerve. Feeling certain that she had blown any chance of
being his “little one” she ignored his contacts. He
persisted, however, being an experienced Dom and
understanding the sometimes-fickle nature of a
submissive new to the lifestyle.
After a three more weeks of chatting on the IM her
courage returned and she agreed to meet Him. They had
lunch. He was polite, kind and very gentle, but she also
sensed an aura around him as one not to be trifled with.
A professional man accustomed to using power but with an
intelligence that drew Him to her.
Standing now in front of Him she remembers their drive
after lunch, the trip to Priscella’s Adult Store. She
remembers how He kept His “no play” rules for the first
meeting (even though she remembers thinking at the time
how much she wanted to submit to Him then and there).
She remembers their parting, and how He kissed her
softly, and allowed the kiss to linger, and his hand
brushed over her perfect breasts and she felt a shiver
go down her back anticipating things to come.
She was startled from her daydreaming by Master’s voice.
“Turn around, slowly for me” he said. As instructed, she
slowly began to turn in place. “Stop,” he says, and the
slave freezes in her tracks.
“Bend over,” was the command, and she did as instructed,
realizing her bottom was now facing Master, and she was
sure he was getting a good first look at her; that
pleased her.
She stayed in that position for a long moment until she
heard “Stand straight, and turn to face me. Keep eye
contact.” She did as directed.
Her eyes meet Master’s, and she observed Him sitting in
the corner chair. She realized now the lights were low,
but candles were burning, giving the room a soft glow.
She saw Master sitting in His black shirt, black shorts,
while cotton socks. A bag was next to Him, and a glass
by a side table next to His chair. He stared intently,
to examine her up and down, and His eyes seem to pierce
right through her body.
While watching her, he picked up the glass and slowly
took a drink, of what she didn’t know. She remembered
his “no drinking during play” rules, so assumed it
wasn’t liquor. The eyes were locked together with an
intense stare, and she felt herself getting very wet.
She was also starting to shake.
He sat the glass back down, and returned His gaze.
“Unbutton your blouse, pulling it from underneath your
skirt, and allow it to drape on your breasts,” was His
order, said softly, but most directly.
The blouse pulled easily from underneath the jeans, and
her fingers were shaking slightly as she unbuttoned the
blouse, starting from the top of the blouse, and working
down. After a moment of fumbling (to which Master made
no comment; she saw the patience in His eyes) the blouse
fell open, but draped against the inside of her breasts,
so nothing was really exposed … yet. She stood, eyes
locked, feeling her nipples become rock hard, and her
pussy gushing wetness.
She could tell He was admiring the soft and clear skin
of her stomach and upper chest, her creamy skin against
the contrast of the red bra and white blouse made a very
appealing sight to Master, she thought.
Master stared intently at her in a manner that made her
very nervous. She thought about speaking, asking if
something was wrong, but then remembered His
instructions at the beginning, “You are to remain
silent, unless spoken to first. You are to maintain eye
contact at all times. You may only speak first to use
your safe word. Do you understand?” She remembers
nodding “Yes.”
“Come over to me,” He said, and she cautiously begins to
walk toward His corner chair. She stops in front of Him.
He reaches up, takes the fingers on her right hand, and
pulls on them downward, saying “Kneel down, here, in
front of me.” She finds herself instantly dropping to
her knees, realizing she is between Master’s knees,
directly in front of Him. Their faces are inches apart,
and maintaining eye contact becomes difficult. She
starts to look away, and quickly feels a hand pulling
her hair hard. “Maintain eye contact I said,” were
Master’s words, not harsh, but firm. Her head smarted
from the hair pulling, but she found herself feeling
drenched in arousal at this experience.
His hands cupped her face, and she feels Him intently
touching her face, neck, hair, ears… everything about
her. His fingers traced a line down her neck to the top
of her chest, and followed the outline of her bra, down
to the V.
He ran the back of His fingers across the top of her
breasts, and she sees him smile slightly at the
sensation. He looks up at her and their eyes meet again.
She starts to smile nervously but sees only His intense
gaze in return, and quickly drops the smile. She begins
to wonder if He doesn’t like what He is seeing.
He looks down at her bra as His hands move to her sides,
under the blouse. She feels Him begin to caress her skin
with His palms, slowly, stopping to squeeze the skin
periodically. His hands move around her back, pulling
her forward slightly, but she keeps balanced. She feels
His hands move up her back, over her bra, and to her
shoulders. The blouse is pulling open at the front, and
she feels a blush of self-consciences as her bra-covered
breasts become exposed to Him.
“Stand,” He says, removing His hands from her body. She
does so quickly, not wishing to disappoint.
“Remove your blouse,” and at the command she pulls the
garment from her shoulders and allows it to drop at her
feet.
“Come,” He says, and motions her forward, and down. She
returns to her previous position of being on her knees
between His knees.
“Turn,” was his next order, and she turns around, with
her back to Him. This struck her as being rude to
Master, but it was Master’s order. She feels Master’s
eyes on her back for a long time. She feels His hands
running through her hair, and moving some hair to His
nose, and he enjoys the aroma of her hair with its
delightful smell.
His hands move to her shoulders, and she feels him
kneading her skin, touching it in different ways, first
firmly, them softly, almost a tickle. Hands move slowly
down her arms, going from full palm to just His
fingertips, returning to her shoulders.
Master’s hands continue to explore, touching the slave’s
back in the same manner as her arms. He stops and she
feels him pushing together the skin and “Ouch!” she
says, as without warning she realizes he has popped a
zit. “Quite,” comes the stern command in return. She
bows her head.
His hands continue to the inspection, moving to her
sides, and up under her arms. “Raise your arms,” he
instructs, and she does, feeling his fingertips move
into her armpit. The slut begins to laugh, for it
tickles. “Hmm,” Master says, “I have found something to
use,” as He continues to tickle her. She giggles
involuntarily moving her arms down.
She hears Master chuckle, and knows she has pleased Him,
causing her to smile inside. “Raise your arms!” comes
the command, and she, as always, obeys. Master’s
fingertips return to under her arms, and he begins a
delicious touch of her skin.
“Control yourself, wench,” he says, and even though it
tickles, the slave uses all of her concentration to hold
her arms up, and keeps from laughing, although the
muffled giggle is inevitable, and she thinks He likes
that.
The tormenting stops and He allows that she may lower
her arms. She feels His fingertips return to the top of
her shoulders, then tracing a line down her shoulder
blades, until he reaches the bra strap. With His right
fingers alone, she feels the bra material at the hasp
being pulled together, and then released.
The tension from her bra strap is immediately released,
and the slave feels the garment become loose, but
continuing to hang on her body. She thinks this is an
especially erotic sensation, having her bra hanging on
her breasts, from her shoulders, but having nothing yet
exposed to her Dom.
His hands and fingers begin to caress her entire back,
and she feels His finger nails lightly scratching her
full back. She begins to lean forward, curving her back
ever so slightly, and Master makes no comments. The back
scratch feels good on her skin. She closes her eyes,
enjoying so this attention and these delightful
sensations.
The back scratching stops with His command “Turn to face
me,” and she does so instantly, feeling very vulnerable
with her bra hanging so loosely from her body, in front
of Master.
“Remove your bra, slowly, pulling the bra strap off your
shoulders from arms crossing your chest.” She has to
think for a second what He means, and then realizes that
He wants the straps pulled down, and her beautiful cups
revealed slowly and a bit teasingly.
The wench does as directed, crossing her arms with
fingers on the opposite bra strap, and pulls the strap
down her arms. She slowly moves her arms away from her
body, and her breasts with rock hard nipples become
exposed.
She observes Master looking at her naked body, with an
admiring look in his eyes at the perfect breasts of His
pet. He reaches out with His right hand and His
fingertips brush across the naked skin, sending new
shivers down the slave’s back. He makes a circular
motion with His fingers, moving from the side of her
left breast, around the top, to the right side, the
bottom, then back to the side. She feels the back of His
fingers brush across her nipple, and the rock hard turns
even harder, as if they are going to burst.
Both of Master’s hands then move to her chest, and she
feels the delicious warmth of His hands cupping both
tits at once. He squeezes them, gently, then a little
harder, with His palm grinding against her nipples,
exciting them even more.
She feels the palm of His hands push against her breast
from the nipples, and His palms turn slightly as he
pushes in, then releasing the pushing tension and
allowing His hands and fingers to again capture these
beautiful prizes.
He continues this attention for what seems like hours
but it was only minutes. The slave is becoming so wet
and she can literally feel herself dripping into her
panties. All the while, He continues to stare into her
eyes, while enjoying the feeling of her body, a body
that now belongs to Him.
His left thumb and index finger move to her lips. “Open
your mouth, and wet my fingers,” He says, and her mouth
opens, the tongue protrudes slightly, and she feels His
fingers slide inside her mouth, becoming very wet. He
removes His fingers, moving toward her right nipple, and
begins to run His wet fingers against the nipple.
He moves His fingers back to her mouth, and the sequence
repeats, several times. He then wets fingers from both
hands at once, and begins to tease both nipples.
His attention to the slave’s nipples start in a gentle
manner but as the attention continues, His fingers begin
to pinch slightly, and then pull, the nipples. He then
begins to pinch, pull and slightly twist the nipples,
while pinching harder. At first this begins to hurt,
slightly, but the pinching feeling is replaced by warmth
across her body, that causes her pussy to gush.
He then takes her nipples and pulls on them harder,
causing her body to move forward. The slave’s face is
almost touching Master’s, and she feels him give her a
very soft, wet and sexy kiss, and then release her
nipples.
Master sits back, takes another drink, and looks again
at His pet. Before returning the glass to the table, he
moves the cold glass across each nipple, leaving it wet
and chilled, ever so slightly.
The Dom sits up straight in His chain, moves forward
toward her, with their faces again almost touching. She
feels His hands move to the snap on her jeans, and she
can feel the snap being released, and the zipper moved
down. She feels even more vulnerable, with her jeans
hanging unsnapped and unzipped, exposing the top of her
panties.
While continuing to look her straight in the eye, she
feels His hand move under her jeans and down the lower
portion of her stomach. He clit is throbbing and she
yearns for the touch of Master’s fingertips. She feels
His fingertips and palm continue to explore, but stop
before He reaches her very hard clit and wet cunt. His
hand moves back and forth, under the waistband of her
panties.
He removes His hands, sits back and orders “Stand.” She
does. “Move back to the center of the room,” is the next
order, and she obeys, as always.
“Master wishes for the slave to remove her jeans,” He
says. She stands staring at Him, knowing that she is
progressing to full exposing her body to this man, this
man who she has grown to trust, and very much wanting to
take her.
She slips the jeans off her hips, and allows them to
fall down her legs. She removes first one leg, then the
other. She had worn no socks, so was standing completely
naked, except for the very skimpy red panties.
“Turn,” he said, and the slave slowly begins a 180
degree turn, being inspected. She stops when she is
again facing Master.
“Come,” he says, and motions her forward. She comes
before Him, and kneels, without being told.
“Very good,” says Master, “you are learning your role
well. I am pleased. Now, sit back with your butt against
your calf, and place your hands on your thighs, palm
up.” She does so.
“This is your submissive position. This is how you are
to greet me.” She says nothing, having not been asked a
question.
“Do you understand?” was His first question of the
session. “Yes, Master,” was her reply.
Master reaches into His bag and pulls out a black
device, placing it around her neck and securing it.
“This is your training collar,” he tells her. “It
represents My possession of you. As your training
progresses, I will gift to you a new one that we’ll pick
out together.” The slave feels warmth of comfort having
the collar around her neck.
“You may touch it,” He says, and her fingers feel the
course material of the collar, and the steel of the hasp
and D ring. It feels like a dog collar.
“You will wear this when we are together,” He says. It
was an order, not a request.
Master reaches into the bag and removes a chain with a
leather handle on one end, and a hasp on the other. The
chain is made of chain-linked steel. He attaches the
hasp to the D ring on her collar.
“This leash represents the bond between U/us. It is a
symbol of our connection. Your offering me the leash is
your gift of submission, my accepting it is my gift of
Dominance to you.”
He then stands for the first time, steps over the slut
and says, “Get on your hands and knees.” She does so,
and then feels a tug on the leash. “Come,” says Master.
She finds herself being lead by the leash, on her hands
and knees, walking across the room. She wonders if He
will want to do this publicly also, but decides to worry
about that later. Instantly, she wonders where He is
leading her; out of the room, in only her panties?
Suddenly her fear is realized, as He leads her past the
bed, and toward the door. She freezes inside, while at
the same time feeling exhilaration. He stops at the
hotel room door, opens the door, and begins to lead them
through. She follows.
Without explanation, He turns and leads them back into
the room, without her ever having to leave. As He
continues to lead her he says “Very well done,” and she
knows that He is pleased with her willingness to follow,
but that was not in His plan for today. Or at least this
moment!
They stop at the bed. “Jump up on the bed from your
hands and knees little one,” comes the order, and she
does, putting her hands on the bed like a dog might do,
coiling her lower body slightly then jumping up. She
feels His hand give her a light swat on the butt as she
jumps. This is all very new and strange, but very
exciting.
She “stands” on the bed, on her hands and knees, with
her leash firmly in Master’s hand. “Sit down,” He says,
and she sits, Indian style, not being sure what He
wants. He gazes at her again, and begins to walk around
the bed. She tries as best she can to maintain her eye
contact with Master.
When he reaches the other side of the bed, he tugs on
the leash toward the head of the bed and says “Lay down,
on your stomach,” and she immediately does so, arms at
her side. She feels the leash fall to the bed cover, as
Master walks to the foot of the bed.
He takes her by the ankles, and she feels he body being
dragged, until her knees dangle from the foot of the
bed. He sits next to her, His hands roaming over her
panty-covered ass, when suddenly SWAT! His hand is on
her bottom, and the swat stings through her panties. She
jumps a little, but holds her tongue. “Very good,” is
all He says.
She feels Him take the waistband of the panties, and
begin to pull them off her hips� slowly. They move down
her thighs, over her calves, and finally off her feet.
She is now laying face down, and completely naked.
Vulnerable describes how she feels.
He swats her butt again, more playfully than anything
and says “Back up on the bed,” He says, and she
complies.
He lies next to her, with His head even with her torso,
and His hand begins to explore her bottom, roaming over
the cheeks, squeezing, brushing his fingernails across
the skin. His hands move to the inside of her thighs,
and he spreads her legs apart more. She feels the air
reach her very wet pussy.
His index finger traces a line, starting at the top of
her bottom, down between her cheeks, slowly. When he
reaches her ass, he stops, and presses slightly, while
separating her cheeks with the fingers of His other
hand. This sensation is pleasant to the slave, and she
involuntarily spreads her legs further apart to allow
Him access, while at the same time closing her pelvic
muscles, a natural reaction to repel an invader.
He continues to caress, moving he fingers to her inner
thigh, and tracing His fingers across the lower portion
of her pussy’s outer lips, being careful not to use the
finger that was touching her ass.
She next feels His hand on her waist, pulling her over
to roll on her back. She thinks that this is it, to be
totally exposed. It happens in an instant, and the
feeling is electrifying. She lies on her back, collared,
next to her Master, completely naked, and dripping wet.
“Spread your legs apart,” He orders and she does so. He
gazes at her hairless almost perfect beauty. The cool
room air against her private inner skin causes her to
shiver for an instant. She feels His hands and fingers
trace around the outside of her outer lips, top around
the side to the bottom and back to the top. His finger
touches her clit hood, and she shakes, feeling even more
wetness appear, if that would be possible.
His finger traces the slit between her outer lips, and
parts them ever so slightly while doing so. He continues
this up and down motion, each time pressing in a little
more and opening her up even more.
“Open your pussy with your fingers, little one,” says
Master. Her hands quickly move to her groin and open her
outer lips to allow a closer inspection by her Owner. He
takes her inner lips between His fingers, and pulls on
them slightly, then takes one finger, and slides it in
between the inner lips of his slave.
His finger glides inside her, and she feels the fucking
motion of His one long finger, sliding in and out, but
only for a moment, and then He stops.
Master scoots up in the bed so that He is lying next to
the slave. She feels His one leg go under her body, and
wrap around the opposite leg, so as to pin it down. His
other leg rolls on top of her right leg, in such manner
that Master’s legs are pinning hers. He lifts himself up
so that her right arm is under His body, with His arm
around her neck, holding the other arm. In an instant
she finds herself pinned.
His free hand returns to her pussy, this time rubbing
her clit while gathering moistness from the pussy and
spreading it over her clit. This is making a wonderful
sensation and she cannot help but to moan.
“Do not cum without permission,” is His stern warning.
“You may ask, however,” and she nods in understanding.
She feels a powerful orgasm building, and asks “May I
cum, Sir?” and He answers, “Not Yet!” She tries to hold
back, and He continues to touch her clit in a magical
way. “Please Sir,” she says, a bit more desperately.
“No,” was his only response. After just a few moments
she moans, “PLEASE MAY I CUM?” and he replies, “Yes,”
then yelling at her, “CUM, SLUT, CUM FOR MASTER. CUM
NOW!” and she erupts into a powerful orgasm, her entire
body shaking, fighting against the pinning of her arms
and legs, although not successfully.
As she starts to cool down from her orgasm, she realizes
that He continues to play with her very swollen, and
very sensitive, clit. She starts to involuntarily fight,
but finds Him restraining her, making her unable to
move.
The continual stimulation begins to torment her, almost
unbearably. “Stop!” she screams, and his hand, for an
instant, moves from her pussy to a light slap across the
face. “Ouch!” she says, but feels His hand return and
continue to rub her clit and pussy.
Her head flails back and forth, her hips buck to fight
Him, but He is in control. She is His property to enjoy
this night.
She feels another orgasm begin to build, and
inexplicably, finds herself cumming, without permission.
She is overwhelmed by the sensation, yet He continues to
touch her, without any interruption to His task.
The harder she fights Him, the more He restrains her.
Her breathing becomes fast and shallow, and she begins
to feel light headed, when suddenly His touching slows,
until she feels his fingers between her legs, but no
stimulation.
Her breathing slows and she begins to recover. After a
few moments of relief she feels His touch again as He
begins to rub her clit and the cycle begins, yet again.
She has several more orgasms. The endless torment of her
clit and pussy is interrupted only by moments of
respite, and she begins to understand that Master is
monitoring her, and allowing her to cool down and catch
her breath before continuing His play.
After her fourth orgasm, He releases her, and turns her
to face Him. She curls up into a ball, a fetal position,
as she feels His arms take her and pull her close to
Him. After a moment, she feels him grab the edge of the
bedspread, and pull it around them. The warmth feels
good to her, as does the warmth of Master.
They lay there for a long time, Him stroking her hair,
lightly rubbing her back, and holding her close. She
falls asleep in His arms, feeling a warmth and release
she has never before experienced.
When she awakens, she is lying as before, and Master
continues to comfort her. He pulls her face to His, and
kisses her. She likes that very much and smiles at
Master, and He returns that wry grin she knows that she
will become accustomed to.
Master sits ups, removes His shirt and shorts, and the
girl sees Him naked, for the first time. He rolls her
back, and takes his cock in his hand, and begins to rub
the tip across her nipple. She looks in his eyes, seeing
the pleasure in His face, and then watches as His hard
cock uses her nipple for pleasure. She sees Him gaze
down her body, and he takes her left hand, places it by
His balls, and says, “Stoke them for me,” and she does.
After a few moments watching him stroke his cock she
sees it drenched in his own pre-cum. Her nipple is
slippery, and in a moment, she sees Him erupt with a
powerful orgasm, spilling His cum all over her breasts.
He takes a bit of His cum on the index finger, and
places it at the wench’s mouth. She opens her tongue,
and takes it. While she normally does not like the
taste, she finds Master’s not at all objectionable.
He is kneeling next to her, His still hard cock in his
hand, as she continues to stroke His balls. In a moment,
He lays down next to her. “Go get a warm wet wash cloth
and towel. Do so on your hands and knees.” The slut
jumps off the bed, travels to the bathroom on hands and
knees, gets the wash cloth after bathing it in warm
water, and grabs a towel. The wench puts the items in
her teeth, and returns to the bed, jumping up from hands
and knees.
“Wash me first,” He says, and she carefully washes
Master then cleans herself.
Throwing the towels to the floor, Master pulls the slave
down to the bed, wrapping them both under the cover.
They drift off to sleep feeling very, very satisfied.
As she drifts off, she is thinking about what lay ahead.
“How else will He want to use me?” she wonders to
herself. She expects that in the future she will take
his load directly in her mouth, and take it deep in her
pussy while he has sex with her. The thought of those
things makes her feel warm. She snuggles closer to
Master, feeling warm and very safe.
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I had just started my current vacation of three weeks in total, when I traveled to Sweden to visit my parents for a few days, staying in the guest bedroom of their small but comfy house, located in the outskirts of the harbor town Gothenburg. The world cup (in soccer) had just started, with my dad intent on watching most of the matches. Having been reassured, both through their own words and from my own observations, that everything was indeed more than fine with my now elderly, retired...
Introduction: Hazel meets her OlderMaster Once upon a time in a small little town lived a petite little girl who had just turned 18. Blonde golden locks with a strawberry tint, light green eyes, standing barely 5 foot and only 100 pounds, Hazel was a nerdy awkward girl that didnt realize how hot she was. Living with her grandparents because her parents never learned to grow up and partied very hard. Hazel at a young age was exposed to everything under the sun will her grandparents came in at 15...
I was about 19 when I had my first Dom experience. I was studying for my blackbelt in juijitsu. One of the requirements before you could be eligible was to teach a c***ds self defence class. I was had finished teaching the class when one of the mothers came up to me and asked me if one of the pinning techniques I was teaching my previous class of adults could be used in a self defence situation. Still thinking she meant as a self defence technique for her c***d, I informed her that a c***d...
Sherry's Submissive WeekendPart Twoby Sherry DeAnn & Mark PatrickAs the front door opened my heart was pounding hard in my chest. I had no idea what I was in for this weekend but I was determined to make Patrick proud. Next thing I knew I was face to face with a drop dead gorgeous Asian woman. She was wearing a corset with garters and thigh high stockings and platform stilleto heels. Her hair was shiny black and fell straight down to her waist. She was much younger than me, maybe mid 30’s...
It was no secret at UCLA that Cher Horowitz and Elle Woods disliked each other. And Andie Anderson hoped to catch the two of them together sometime. Cher and Elle seemingly had been rivals from the moment they entered UCLA as juniors, immediately taking to competing with each other for the unofficial title of campus queen. Both L.A. residents, one from Beverly Hills, the other from Bel Air; they had never become acquainted until their debut here. Their backgrounds were equally well-to-do and...
Chapter Eight: Submissive Genie's Cherry Love By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Characters Main Characters Corey Derrickson: College senior, friend of Kyle Unmei, given the chance to marry one of four genie, each from a different tribe, if he can find them at St. Maria Theodora Catholic College! Aleah Buckley: Corey's first sex slave. College senior. He claimed her after Kyle suggested she'd be a good candidate for starting Corey's...
I was eighteen and almost nineteen years old, and my eldest brother was getting married. My parents gave birth to me many years later. In addition to my eldest brother, I have three older brothers. People say that my birth was purely accidental. I was eighteen and almost nineteen years old, and my eldest brother was getting married. My parents gave birth to me many years later. In addition to my eldest brother, I have three older brothers. People say that my birth was purely accidental. My...
Affair"Can we talk about the wedding?" asked Keith. "Of course," said Sue, her eyes lighting up as usual at the magic word wedding. "Why don't you want your mother and father to come?" Sue sighed. She loved Keith dearly. He was a kind and patient man. He treated her with affection and respect. He made love to her gently and tenderly, treating her like a person, not an object. For him, she'd given up her wild cock-sucking ways and walked the straight and narrow. When he proposed, she'd...
Sherrie had known David for 16 years and he had always been the one to treat her back whenever she hurt it. He was a very sexy Physiotherapist, tall, tanned and very athletic looking. Without fail every time Sherrie went to see him he knew where she was hurting, and would instantly ask her to remove her top and undo her Jeans so he could get to her back. David would always like to check to see if she had her “G” string on and he could see she had a matching bra on. He would make the subtle...
If you have followed the stories, I first black mailed and fucked the preachers 23 year old hot daughter, Jaimie, she is now carrying my baby. See preachers daughter chapter 13 and preacher sucks for lead in to this story:Over two months ago I sucked my first cock and fucked my first man pussy, unbelievable, it was our preachers, so wrong but made me so fucking hard!He sucked and cum hard and recovered quick, he said he would be my sex slave cum slut #3. Well, I had been letting him wait as I...
Well the plan as outlined and stage was set as mentioned in previous story, "Preachers Daughter Chapter 18, Preacher and Preacher.The following occurred yesterday as follows for Jaimie's birthday on her 24th birthday:I arrived and Jaimie looked hot and ready. I kissed her and told her we would play and get very naughty for the next 3 or 4 hours. I had her dressed in stockings, garter belt, heels, makeup perfect, her six month old pregnant little belly showing, I tied her, blind folded her...
I knew better.Martin, a man I work with, had invited me to come over and have drinks with him and his wife, Maya, many times. And every single time until last night, I managed to say no. But I guess my curiosity got the better of me. I suspected drinks meant so much more, and I was right. This morning my body aches like it never has, and all I can think about is going back for more. I was a straight, chaste girl going into their dungeon. But by the end of the night, I was eating pussy and...
BisexualThen he began to speak, with a passion, even an eloquence, that they had never seen in a tech presentation. He had a spring in his step, a light in his eyes, something that had given him an infectious confidence. He posed questions. He subtly flirted with the women. He cracked jokes. It was a tour de force, the kind you expect to hear from PR, not IT. It was like opening a bottle of juice and finding the finest wine instead. Those who had meetings with him were astounded. What had happened to...
My boyfriend Anthony and I were laying on the couch one day, watching TV together like normal, when all of a sudden, he brings up masters and slaves. I was completely thrown by his question because we had never talked about such things throughout our entire relationship. Now, we have been dating for almost six years now and living together for two. We enjoyed our vanilla sex. Sure we liked to spice things up by trying different things every now and then in the bedroom, but we had never...
I woke up on the couch to my phone ringing. It was Byron so I immediately answered. He informed me that the team got kicked out of the tournament this morning and that they were about to get on the bus and would be back in town around six in the evening today. I told him that I was sorry that they were eliminated and would be here for the three of them when they got home if he wanted me to be. He said that hell yeah they wanted me here and that I had better be ready for them. I got very excited...
It all began when I was searching the internet for a female playmate, usually it was easy to find a man online to persuade to have sex with, but a female is a totally different breed. Being accustomed to the lifestyle of swinging and experience as a dominatrix I’ve learned what I’m comfortable with (sexually) and what I liked that turned me on. My bisexual experiences with men and women created earlier in my life shaped the sexual creature I am today. Having a high sex drive compiled with risky...
The submissive mother and her dominathing ???????????????? The submissive mother lead their daughters into bdsm. ??????????? ????????????????????Chapter 1 Our first encounter Mine name is Lady Elvira. I?m a transvestite Mistress in Holland Europe. I?ve several girl slaves who I attend to and one in particular is mine favorite. Her name is miriam? and I like to tell you why she is so very special to me. She was the first girl slave that belonged to me when I started mine bdsm business...
Herman to Hermione -------------------- My name is Herman and this is my story. I am a 28 year old living in Dubai with my wife. Its been 4 years since we have been married and Julia and we both have a very good sex life. I met her one night while I was bar-hopping with a couple of mates and the same night we were all over each other like a couple of jack-rabbits. As I said sex has never been dull for the both of us and Julia likes to think up of new ways to keep the magic alive....
"H-hello. My name is Claire McBice, and I have been under my son's control for nearly two weeks." It's hard to take a breath after introducing myself. The small circle of women listening may be my last hope to escape dire circumstances. My marriage is on the verge of collapse. My eldest daughter has fled our home, and my youngest boy will undoubtedly, soon discover his older brother's crimes against me and his father. I am filled with fear, but right now I am more afraid of these...
“Peta, I asked you for this chat, this talk because you’re heading for trouble in this office. Your male coworkers complain you don’t socialize with them, not here or outside, with a drink or even a cup of coffee. Since you’re a beautiful girl, I don’t miss their point. They want a chance to flirt and some to lay you in bed. But your great trouble comes from your female coworkers. They said it’s ok you’re shy, but some are openly hostile against you for they think you’re a closet lesbian and...
As many of you know, I am in the local BDSM scene and I have a slave (I will call her Alice here), a really wonderful girl whom I collared over 6 years ago. We are very close and yes while I am her Master and Owner, I am happy to say I love her dearly and I know she loves me and loves serving me.We have chatted a number of times about me taking on another slave or submissive, but I really haven’t found a girl that suits me or one that I feel would respect and love my slave. Doing poly will just...
Mindy found her fascinating. She was such an inspiration. A Goddess who used the powers granted her by the Halo, the device created by the very Institute of Apotheosis Research that the eighteen-year-old girl was at. It made her shiver, her naked body pressed against her twin sister, Cindy, their round tits smeared in their father's cum. They loved incest and now they loved being submissive to their father. To let him control them the way Bess let herself be controlled by her parents. The...
Nearly twenty-seven years ago, a baby girl was born with a full head of flaming red hair. Her parents took one look at the color of that hair and decided the baby's name would be Cherrie. Originally her parents planned on calling her Amy since up to then, they had no idea she would be a redhead. Her mother was blonde and her father had dark hair. But her maternal grandmother was a redhead as was Cherrie's aunt. I met Cherrie about ten years ago and right from the very start, I found she had a...
Taboo“Wake up, sleepy head.” After very little sleep, Brenda woke up groggy. She pulled Karen closer, loving the feel of her warmth, and not wanting to wake up. They normally slept naked together, but this week they’d worn t-shirts and shorts to bed every night. Brenda slid her hand under Karen’s shirt, wanting to feel her skin and the weight of her lover’s breasts. Karen said, “Today’s the day. Wake up.” Suddenly Brenda remembered what day it was. Why they weren’t sleeping naked together....
BDSMThey were sailing in the Gulf of Aqaba with the fleet, supporting the super carrier George H. W. Bush. They were aboard an LHD amphib with a contingent of over one thousand fleet sailors and about 1,600 Marines. Gunny Atwater was responsible for a rifle company of Marines, with usually about 80 to 100 Marines under her supervision. She had been aboard for six months now and was starting to feel as horny as she had ever been. She had been developing relationships with other Gunnery Sergeants on...
Office SexIf women were honest, we would admit to enjoying a bit of voyeurism, a rogue wanker in the bushes, shooting as you pass him, nothing titillates a girls libido more, than a stolen glance at a man in full flow, especially something so sexual and in your direction.I have had more than my fair share of stolen moments, partially because I hold no fear of men doing it in public, and because it turns me on, yes, I get an instant wetness between my legs, knowing a little response from me will make him...
Training A New Submissive SlutOne day, Nathan, looked at me as I entered the hotel room to greet him. He said “Greetings slut, welcome me properly by getting on your knees and using your cunt mouth "My face burning, I sank to my knees and he coldly looked down at me as I reachedto undo his zipper. "Don't," he snapped, brushing my hands away. "Don't touchwithout permission. Ask!""Please can I undo your pants?" I whispered and my panties were instantlysoaked."Why?""So I can suck you," I...
Well, I know a lot you guys don?t find Janeway hot and sexy but I happen to do ?Well, I know a lot you guys don?t find Janeway hot and sexy but I happen to do. Well when I was a younger man and she was younger. But I still find her kind of sexy for a mature woman. So sue me for using my talent to have a little fun with what I consider a hot older babe. I enjoyed writing it. How you enjoy reading it.???????????????????????????????? ??? ??????????????? CAPTAIN JANEWAY CAPTAIN?S...
Cherri was a sixteen year-old school girl. The loveliest and hottest looking young girl in school. Since she reached puberty folks have been saying that she was a very beautiful girl. Recently they have described her as being exceptionally gorgeous and voluptuously sexy. She had a baby face with sparkling eyes and rosy cheeks and luscious lips. Her blond hair cascaded in lovely curls down to her shoulders. Her face alone, together with its captivating smile, could arouse even an impotent man,...
Story Fifteen: Becoming a Submissive Teacher Pet By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! The figure trembled as it stroked the last pair of mind-controlled panties it had made. The fun of this game was exquisite. It savored shaping young girls' minds into its sluts. Turning good girls into whores, bad girls into virgins, and a whole host of other naughty designs. But too much of a good thing was bad. It needed to move on to new amusements. The figure...
Notes: Thanks to WRC 264 for beta reading this! “Drone control must be having trouble piloting,” Mindy’s father said, the three of them watching the screen, following the progress of their new Goddess, Bess Atwater. Mindy found her fascinating. She was such an inspiration. A Goddess who used the powers granted her by the Halo, the device created by the very Institute of Apotheosis Research that the fifteen-year-old girl was at. It made her shiver, her naked body pressed against her twin...
Cherry Adams was a wiry attractive redhead who needed a new pair of shoes. She owned over three hundred and fifty pairs, a mere pittance according to her. However, she was missing a pair that matched the color red of the new dress her boyfriend insisted she buy. “Cherry, you have red shoes,” he informed her as she slipped on her coat. She sashayed over to her rich, older lover and bent over so she could display her very ample bosom to his appreciative eyes. “Baby,” she cooed. “That red dress...
Amy is sitting at her desk trying to focus on the job at hand but it was Friday and well who can focus on Fridays never mind that she had been distracted by the new supervisor that started this week. She tries to go back to her office work but again thoughts of Ms. Jones keeps entering her mind. Her short black hair and her blue eyes that seem to see right into her very soul. Amy doesn't understand it would be one thing if she was single but she is very happy with her girlfriend of the last six...
BDSMNew Girl in School Part 6: Chloe meets the (God)Father It was the most pristine if serendipitous sight for at the school, for in the central courtyard, stood a massive ash tree. And at its foot, in midst of the crisp autumn leaves, laid a couple-Joey the meek but lanky fellow, sitting besides his new girlfriend Chloe as they indulged in a nice lunch outside, despite being it being early October. Sure they had gone on enough dates that for intents and purposes they might as well be a...
CHAPTER 1 BACKGROUND: Jack and Jill Hill have five married children and Frankie. Frankie has stringy hair, wears glasses, still suffers the occasional skin eruption, had been a straight ‘A’ student and her given name is Frances. * * * Unknown to Frankie Hill, the big worry for her parents, siblings and many of the extended family was her parents turning sixty within the next twelve months and having a 30-year old child still living at home. Really appalling for Jack and Jill was the thought...
Wife Seeks Help In Training Her Submissive Husband! CHAPTER ONE. I recently discovered that my husband has been going to some ‘Swinger’ s’ parties/orgies. What he had told me was that he was going away on business trips, and that he couldn’t get out of them! Since these gatherings are normally meant for couples only, (and as he has been attending them as a ‘Single Male,’) he has had to worm his way onto the group’s invitation list by offering to ‘serve’ the guests. The organizers agreed...
FetishFor those following the stories, we are at the point Jaimine, the preachers daughter is six months along carrying my baby. She lived with my wife and I, my hot wife Charlotte clueless about Jaimie.Jaimie 24 birthday was yesterday! So, what we did was I had my wife set up a nice surprise party for her at our house where she lives when she got home from her college classes before Christmas break. My wife had no idea, when she left for work and our k**s left for school, Jaimie, who lives with...
For those following the stories, we are at the point Jaimine, the preachers daughter is six months along carrying my baby. She lived with my wife and I, my hot wife Charlotte clueless about Jaimie.Jaimie 24 birthday was yesterday! So, what we did was I had my wife set up a nice surprise party for her at our house where she lives when she got home from her college classes before Christmas break. My wife had no idea, when she left for work and our k**s left for school, Jaimie, who lives with...
I was born and raised in the Tampa, Florida area, just like my husband, AJ, but we did not meet until we were both out of college. We met in a bar in Tampa one night. I was twenty-three years old and he was twenty-five at the time. I was with a group of my girlfriends, and he said that I stood out to him since I was the prettiest girl in my group, and I was also more reserved and shier than the others.My name is Amy, and I am five feet and five inches tall, and weighed about one hundred and...
MILFPrologue Paul Femrite was going crazy. He looked everywhere but couldn't find a bottle of beer anywhere in the house. At nineteen years old, Paul was already an alcoholic. It ran in his family. No one knew he was drinking though. He had to hide it from everyone. Not only because of the family alcoholism, but because he wasn't old enough to drink any alcohol at all. His hidden stash had run out which made him desperate. The problem was that he was stuck in the house watching...
Therapy, Part 1It was my medical doctor who suggested that I should speak to a counsellor, or ther****t about my sexual fantasies, and how they had started to overwhelm my life. At first, I was not particularly interested in talking to anyone about this, but obviously my doctor felt that a counsellor could help me, and that not seeing one could eventually harm me.I booked an appointment for two weeks ahead, thinking that this would give me some time to get my shit together, and I could call...
Pam, the MILF preachers wife did as I ordered her. She did give me those panties from her cunt at church as ordered and when I called the Preacher's house the week after I first fucked her, I asked if her husband was home. Yes she said, very well, tell him you are going shopping at the mall and Christian book store. Go buy things at the book store first, then meet me at the pet store in the mall. You are to go into the bathroom at the Christian bookstore and remove your panties, and have them...
This is certainly a reasonable question, particularly for someone who may be just beginning to learn about Dominant/submissive relationships. So let us see if I can provide a reasonable answer.My initial response to the question may surprise some of you who are new to Dominance/submission. A Dominant should treat his submissive with respect. Mind that you do not confuse and/or conflate respect with deference. When I say treat the submissive with respect, I am not saying treat her as if she were...
1 - With your eyes down in my presence, you will keep. The submissive will strive never to cross the gaze of her Master, who is unworthy of looking at him. The exceptions authorized by the Master must be perceived by the submissive as a reward of which she is not worthy. It will therefore be necessary to keep its eyes on the ground as soon as the Master in his presence. This provision will have the effect of reminding him, if need be, of his intrinsic status as a submissive. 2 - Never will...
Book Three: The Rogue's Passionate Harem Chapter Eleven: Priestess's New Master By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this. Chapter Thirty-One: Diamond Implications Sven Falk – Az, Princedom of Kivoneth, The Strifelands of Zeutch Despite her armor, holding Nathalie to my side didn't feel awkward. She had her arm around my waist, her armor clinking as she trembled against me. She had a look of pale shock on her face, the exhilaration of battle fading...
This is a story of a woman who suffers the tragic loss of her husband, only to find her long-held desire to be dominated satisfied by her teenage son. Together they explore the roles of dominant and submissive, leading to pleasure through surrender that neither could have imagined. This is a work of fiction and I have no desire to participate in incest or sex with a minor, nor do I condone it. Should you find yourself considering either please seek professional help. As this is my first...
SUBMISSIVE SPIRITS By LEWISCHAPPELLE Note: While this story briefly introduces Babs and David it more completely describes the relationship of their similarly unconventional friends Ann and Chip who move to increasingly greater levels of domination and submission. The story is quite lengthy but only represents a portion of a more fully developed, five work,project. While not a quick read, I trust you can take your time and enjoy this particular work and look forward to the remaining...
The day after the hurricane the waves were huge at Brighton Beach. The Russian part of the population had defied the emergency evacuation order and now crossed the yellow police tape to have a look.One person stepped out of the crowd, let his robe drop, and strode proudly naked to take the plunge. Boris rode the breakers up and down, past the jetty, accompanied by roaring applause from the appreciative group remaining on shore.Several hours later, Eve, who had witnessed the fantastic event...
Love StoriesIt had been a long day.A long frustrating day.I showed houses all day and didn't even get a bite of a sale.My feet were sore and I was cranky as I got home.I was walking up the stairs to my bedroom to get out of my business wear and stockings when I heard sounds that were undeniably the sounds of sex... coming from my son's room.As I got closer to the door, I heard Nancy, my son's girlfriend, demand, "That's it baby, ream my asshole."I froze.Nancy took it in the ass?My son fucked Nancy's...