Submissive Cum LaudeChapter 3 Duel Of The Dommes
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It was a beautiful fall day as Alexander made his way across the quad to the campus library. Beaming rays of sunshine took the sting out of the crisp air and leaves crinkled across the ground as a light wind blew them about. He unzipped his coat, relaxing it around his tall, lean frame. His nostrils inhaled the unique aroma that only a New England autumn could produce. It had been an adjustment for Alex, moving across the pond to the states. The longer he was here the more benefits he noticed...
Alex gazed up at the menu, his arms crossed as he decided what to have for lunch. He had just arrived at The Yellow Submarine, the best eatery he’d discovered within walking distance of campus. They made fantastic hoagies, a decent fish & chips and Alex could get a burger if he was feeling really American. He didn’t particularly care for the 50’s and 60’s rock that blared from the jukebox, but he had to admit the music, in addition to all the 50’s era flair on the walls, created a lively...
Dosto meri suhagraat aur honeymoon ki story ke baad ab sunane mai ja raha hu ki kaise padosi ki biwi ragini bani mere laude ki diwani. Toh history, geography band karke seedha story chalu karta hu. Aab meri biwi pregnant hone ki wajah se maike chali gayi hai. Pados ki family mein ladka bar bar tour pe rehata hai, uski biwi jiski umar 36 hai ghar pe hi hoti hai aur unka baccha 10 saal ka hai jise Christmas hi chutti ki wajah se nani ke ghar bhej diya hai. Ladke ke bar bar tour pe rehene ki wajah...
A loud knocking on the room door brought me out of a deep, exhausted, sleep. “Who is it, and what’s o’clock?” “Begging your pardon sir, but there’s a Captain Bassett here to see you, and it has just struck half past five.” “Send him up – and fetch me some hot water.” Billy Bassett came in the room a little later. “It would appear Amy gave you an energetic and loving night,” he said, looking at my dishevelled appearance and the rumpled bed clothes. I did not tell him who it was that had...
Biwi ne raat ko anjaan laude hilaye car mein Hi doston, hum phir aa gaye ek nayi fantasy le ker. Jaise aapko pata hai ki hame gande log pasand hain jaise bhikari, rickshaw wala, auto wala ya mazdoor. Hum dono kisi aise gande aadmi ko meri biwi chodte hue sochte hain aur phir toh zabardast sex hota hai…..Waise bhi hame kale laude pasand hain….Aur in logon ke kale he hote hain….. Ek raat ko ghar per baithe hue hame ek naya idea aaya sex ka…Hum dono ne yeh socha ki raat ko nikalte hain aur jitne...
Main Akaash ..iske pehle aapne ,meri cousin ke saath meri ram kahani “My Didi ,My Goddess , My Queen ” padhi ..aur kaphi pasand bhi kee , chaliye ab aapko sunata hoon apne maidservant ki kahani , jo kai salon tak mere lund ki malkin ban baintheen aur main ban baitha uski choot ka ghulam . Baat un dinon ki hai jab main government quarter mein rehta tha .. kaphi bada bungalow tha ,aur ismein servant quarter bhi tha . Kai servant aaye aur gaye ,koi bhi jyada teekta nahin tha , ya yeh kahiye hum hi...
Larissa laughed boisterously, egging me on to "show my stuff." But I have never been an exhibitionist and always considered my body sanctified. Larissa however was clad only in her matching white bra and panties. Her plump, pink, puffy areolas were now clearly visible through the material. It had become transparent from the water sprayed on her by the staff of Cancun's hottest night-spot, "Bare Your Soul". We stood on stage accepting the hoots of applause from hundreds of horny college...
Taboograduation from Fag School - Magna Cum Laude - Chapter 1 Eventually a fag knows and loves that he is a fag. Sometimes the fag follows a long transition from straight to bi, to shemales, to shemales and guys, and finally to just great guys with those beautiful great cocks. Then the happy fag should reflect on his fantastic erotic voyage and thank those who helped him to his all-dick destination. In my case, believe it or not, I mostly have a woman to thank in helping me become the finest fag I...
GayThe transports that had lifted us from Bordeaux disembarked us on the English coast at Lyme Regis, where we kicked our heels for a week or two while the Powers That Be decided where next the regiment would be deployed. There was a certain amount of unrest in South West England, due to several factors, but in the main to the high price of food, and the greed of some landowners who were hell bent on enclosing common land. During the time spent at Lyme Regis I had the good fortune to purchase a...
My youthful dreams of stalwart heroes fighting to defend me and then claiming me as their prize never once included getting my pussy licked in front of everyone or an orgy. I had also never actually thought that it would ever happen. Happen, it did and it just adds to the complexity that is the soap opera of my life.For those of you just tuning in, I’ve been involved in an off-again, on-again, complicated relationship that I seem to have been determined to destroy from the very start. It is...
Group SexThe unjustified torture of Hank Blossom required my immediate response. Of coarse, there was no way that I would be able to catch the wagon before it reached the Upton ranch, but I had to do something. I was sure that the ranch hands had not thought up this treatment of Hank by themselves. It had to be instigated by one of the Upton men. Therefore, I figured that an attack on a ranch hand would not do anything to halt the war. I had to concentrate my efforts on the two Upton's who were the...
A few days after challenging Braxton-Clark to a duel I was in my quarters, writing the letters which would be sent should I not survive the meeting, and I assessed my chances of doing so as slim to negligible. There was a knock on my door, and Surgeon Major Armityge entered at my invitation. "You know that each week I visit the hospice where Captain Parslow is being nursed?" He asked. I nodded; it was due to the generosity of Lord Brownlow that Parslow had been removed from the charnel...
Daphne Macron winced under the scalding water bursting from the showerhead. She pulled back her hair as the water cascaded over her neck down to her supple chest. A beautiful, warm shower gave her the perfect opportunity to reflect on her first creampie gang bang. Each girl’s unique scent still lingered on her skin. Alpa’s peaty juices dripped from her throbbing asshole. Holly’s sweaty pit-stained odors pressed against her body, the chubby futa’s virgin load still swimming inside her womb....
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Our division took Bordeaux without firing a shot, and it was here that I met my nemesis, Lieutenant Jarvis Braxton-Clark. I had scarcely noticed him when he first joined the battalion, along with other replacements for men lost during the campaign, as I had my hands full with matters other than a newly arrived officer. Captain Gurney Slade, my company commander, had been wounded at the Nivelle but had carried on in command, although in some considerable pain. Soon after our arrival at...
Rising food prices, and the local gentry enclosing common land, had sparked sporadic unrest in the county over the past few years. Troops of cavalry from the Wiltshire Yeomanry had been mustered to contain the disturbances, but their numbers were insufficient for the task, and so the regular army was deployed to assist the civil authority. Curfews could be imposed, and property and persons searched by the army, in those areas thought to be particularly factious by the district...
Kennedy got another hour of sleep before it was time to get up, but she was awake when Amy came to wake her. They showered again, both holding each other's eyes. "I was scared the other night," Amy told Kennedy. "Scared for you. I saw you stagger. I thought you were shot." "It was a dart from a tranquilizer gun. It didn't work." "I don't pretend to understand what went on, after that. I saw you standing there, so brave... but so alone. I wanted to run out and grab you and drag...
“Where are we going?” Holly failed to hide the concern in her voice. Daphne jerked her by the arm away from their dorm and toward the darkness of the sports fields. Daphne snickered. “Alpa’s in your room and Valerie’s in mine.” I think there’s a spot down by the bleachers we can have some privacy. She was right. A gentle twilight breeze and rippling waves were there only company as the pair slipped into the dark. Holly only caught glimpses of Daphne’s smiling features as they kissed....
“Hell hath no fury as a woman scorned...” Dr. Arthur Jackson pushed back in his black leather office chair as he paused his statement. “But that’s not the full excerpt. Does anybody know the full, unabridged version of this work?” His tranquil green eyes scanned his five students spread throughout the room. “Daphne?” He called out after a painful silence. Daphne Macron’s slender hand raised just above the crown of her straight blonde hair. She wiggled her athletic hips on the hard seat to...
Ashley’s biceps were so tense they hurt. Her arms trembled as she hoisted the stack of binders up to carry to Dr. Saito’s desk. The quick 20-foot walk gave Ashley to ponder, which ached more--her muscles or her heart. She stepped to the side as she approached Umi’s desk and watched the woman’s nimble fingers tapping across the keyboard. Endless lines of droning Times New Roman text reflected in her glasses, but even the glare failed to conceal her fatigue. “These are the last of the new...
Laura stood against the wall, wearing only panties. The chains made sure she stood there. The 10-inch vibrator humming in her pussy and the C-clamps on her nipples kept her aroused. She'd been Barbara's sex slave for most of the summer. Long enough to appreciate everything Barbara had done to her. She'd even lost twelve pounds. As she watched Barbara watch television, she thought about how her life had turned out. Barbara's mother had died in a car accident when she was nine. After the shock...
Mallory turned on the water at the bathroom sink and waited, eventually running her fingers across the sprout. Once the water steamed, she pulled a plain white hand towel from her pocket and soaked it until it grew fat and dripped. She looked up and caught her reflection in the dingy mirror. Mallory hadn’t slept well, and it showed in her tired, bloodshot pupils. She yawned, wringing the excess water from the towel before tiptoeing outside. In the dark hallway, she knocked on Daphne’s and...
Mallory couldn’t believe her ears. She paced in a tight circle like a caged tigress, her mind spinning. Their conversation, Holly’s request for a date with Daphne grew quiet. Mallory inched closer to hear precious tidbits of sound. No such luck. Holly turned to leave just as quickly as she appeared. Mallory holstered her tremblings hands to her sides as she posted herself back at the same vending machine. “So, what was that about?” She asked under her breath. “She-” Daphne paused to...
“Mmm...” Mallory stiffened her body as she ground up against Carmen, trying her best to brace her friend’s thrusts on all-fours. Her naked body remained wrapped in her blanket. Only her dripping backside exposed to Carmen’s throbbing assault. The burnt orange sunrise bled through the window and warmed Mallory’s brow. Moreover, feeling Carmen’s strong hands clutching her waist made her heart fluttered. Sun on my face, futa cock in my pussy, she thought. This is as close to heaven as I’ll...
Chapter 11: Althea, the School Girl The infernal screeching of the alarm clock awoke Cal from his reverie. He had been up for about a half-hour, but he had only been lying in bed next to the love of his life. Althea's arms were still clutched about him as he stealthily clicked the snooze button, assuming that it was six o' five in the morning, his usual waking time during the school week. He had been thinking long and hard about the previous two nights. Evan... what have you become? He...
I wrote this story several years ago- 7, maybe. It is a lot different than any of my others on here. This story is based in the late 1700s, following the American Revolution, so what better time, but around July 4th, to post it. Enjoy.It was the late 18th Century; Horatio was a very successful and prosperous farmer. He was in his late 30s and had been an expert marksman in several regiments, but he had gone on to acquire significant land in the Lehigh Valley of Colonial Pennsylvania. ...
This week’s show begins with that same old rusty bedstead, and that same old dirty mattress. Pausing to take in the magnificent filthiness of it, then pulling back to reveal the bare concrete floor around it, and to take in the harsh lighting. And then we hear our guest of the week approaching, quick little footsteps ... Light clicks on the studio floor. We pan round to see what we’ve got this week and see a slight, pale, small-boobed lady walking in quick, short strides ... She’s not is a...
Finally, here are the next two exciting chapters in my on-going saga. I want to thank reviewer 'anon' for his comment on 9/23/10 for inspiring me to finally get these chapters finished. I'd been just short of half done with these chapters for the better part of a year but between lack of initiative and wondering if anyone even cared if I kept going I'd just sort of let it fall through the cracks. I apologize to any readers that thought I'd given up on this series and just want to point...
Ever since my first handjob with my high school boyfriend, I've loved men's cum. I remember like it was yesterday, fishing my boyfriend's stiff prick out of his pants and stroking it up and down. When a huge streak of jizz shot up my arm, I was fascinated by the stuff. While he gasped for air in the driver's seat, I studied it carefully, getting enormously excited by the smell and feel of it. The urge to lick it off my arm was almost unbearable, but I didn't do it on that occasion. Later,...
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter Six: Daughter's Ultimate Submission By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Such pride surged through me as Daddy led us out of the massage parlor, his hands clutching our leashes. Every time he tugged on it, my clit flared with pleasurable pain. The black leash clipped onto the thick, gold ring pierced through my bud and nestled between my folds of my snatch. Proof that I was Daddy's sex...
The year is 1820 and a relative peace resides in Europe. It is a time where the Nobility of a handful of Continental families rule over the millions of common people across borders and barriers of language. Living in decadent opulence, their lives consist of balls, operas and hunting parties, an endless series of social gatherings across the great cities of Europe, every man assured in the knowledge that the world and everything in it is placed purely for his own pleasure.. Marie de Solle, now...
After months of reaching new heights of sexual adventure and new lows of emotional self-destruction, I found myself once more at their event site. Luckily this trip went without event. The group’s king, Tim, was there, as well as maybe a couple dozen others. When we arrived, Glade’s pavilion was pitched, but he was nowhere to be seen. We were greeted by some people but mostly left to ourselves. This was a far cry from the pulsating hustle and bustle that I usually saw.“Let’s get ourselves...
Group SexThe rest of my Saturday was spent in relaxation and camaraderie. The size of the site, roughly twenty-five partially-wooded acres, gave me the feeling that we were the only ones around for miles. Every now and then some other members of the group would make an appearance, but we were mostly left to our own devices.Most of our day was spent lounging in the sun. It was a perfectly mild summer day; not too hot and hardly a cloud in the sky. We lounged on blankets and furs beneath the sun,...
Group Sex"Did you see that, Tal?" the commentator asked his partner. "Indeed I did Marr. I've never seen anything like it in all my years of commentating." "Nor have I-" Marr began, preparing to wax lyrical over the numerous unusual things he had seen in duelling arenas over his many years of commentating- -when an over-excited Tal interrupted him. "They came together, their knives clashed, and, bam! Broken knife!" Tal cried out, sitting back and giving his partner to explain the situation...
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter Three: Daughter's Bondage Punishment By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! I whimpered into the ring gag, keeping my mouth forced open, as my mother worked the butt plug into my asshole. My well-spanked rump burned as her left hand gripped it, her right pressed the conical toy deeper and deeper into me. Saliva ran down my chin, leaking out of my mouth. The ring kept my mouth open wide enough...
Katherine stepped into her elegant living room and took a book from the shelf. She sat in a plush lounge chair, specifically selecting a chair in the back corner of the room next to an old dumbwaiter that was once used to ferry delicious meals from the downstairs kitchen to the dining room table. She planned to read the book for a short while, but she already knew her attention would soon be diverted. Tonight the dumbwaiter would once again be placed into service, except this time it would be...
Indru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...
Claudette sat primly in Ted's front seat, second-guessing her plan to replace Rob with Ted. Certainly, Ted had mellowed as the evening went on, going from sardonic at his arrival at her table to genial by stages -- but Claudette was uneasy. Things had gone well until closing time, and allowing Ted to take her home was the proper thing to do to set him up as heir to Rob's position, but... Claudette glanced over at Ted -- a fearful flick. Nothing obvious had occurred, and Ted was still...
Claudette did as she was told; trepidation kept her from asking why. "Bend forward some and wiggle again," Ted prompted, and Claudette did so, clumsily because she was in danger of overbalancing. Ted picked up the question in her glance. "I'm looking for evidence that they're fake -- are they?" "No!" Claudette managed to project outrage. "They're all me!" Ted grinned -- he'd needled her successfully again. "Well, you're so full of shit that I don't figure I can take anything...
Jason invited his uncle and aunt for dinner. “I have something interesting to show you that I am sure you will find entertaining.” Jason said. “We have a trade delegation from one of the remote planets to meet, we will be happy to see you all tomorrow. Come to the palace and bring the whole household. The chef wants to make some new foods from Earth that he has been working with. “I am pleased to hear Winston is back with you and I hear from Nora you had quite an adventure,” Alana...
Notes: Thanks to WRC 264 for beta reading this! Such pride surged through me as Daddy led us out of the massage parlor, his hands clutching our leashes. Every time he tugged on it, my clit flared with pleasurable pain. The black leash clipped onto the thick, gold ring pierced through my bud and nestled between my folds of my snatch. Proof that I was Daddy’s sex slave. I walked between my submissive mother and my half-sister Georgia. All three of us were naked (well, Mom wore her black...
Larissa laughed boisterously, egging me on to ‘show my stuff.’ But I have never been an exhibitionist and always considered my body sanctified. Larissa however was clad only in her matching white bra and panties. Her plump, pink, puffy areolas were now clearly visible through the material. It had become transparent from the water sprayed on her by the staff of Cancun’s hottest night-spot, ‘Bare Your Soul’. We stood on stage accepting the hoots of applause from hundreds of horny college...
When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...
Notes: Thanks to WRC 264 for beta reading this! I whimpered into the ring gag, keeping my mouth forced open, as my mother worked the butt plug into my asshole. My well-spanked rump burned as her left hand gripped it, her right pressed the conical toy deeper and deeper into me. Saliva ran down my chin, leaking out of my mouth. The ring kept my mouth open wide enough to suck my dad’s cock while keeping me from being able to talk. It made me feel so helpless. Though I had gained mind control...
On the last day of January 1815, Jarvis Braxton-Clark got married. It was common knowledge in the battalion Lord Ashford’s daughter was marrying simply to discharge the debt her father owed to the Braxton-Clarks. Jarvis Braxton-Clark was marrying in order to father a son on an Earl’s daughter and advance himself and his family in Society. It was a business transaction pure and simple, and the poor woman had been sold into marriage just as surely as an African is sold into slavery. I wondered...
Athea looked at the people surrounding her and smiled. It was time to open the gate of the corral. “What Hassika just said isn’t wrong, but it’s only a part of the truth. You’re humans; you’ve a different outlook on things than my brother and I. You’re facing a war and trying to find a way to protect your families. Now look at my brother. Vernya isn’t our home; all he had to do to protect his family is to leave. But even if all of you flee to rescue yourselves, and the ones you love, he...
I had left Adjutant Bywaters in charge of the dead bodies, the wounded man -- whom Surgeon Armityge said was fit to travel and to be questioned -- the captured man, and the pamphlets. I had also written a full account of the events that had occurred on that Christmas morning. The prisoners and my report were dispatched to General Picton's headquarters in Bristol. It later transpired that the men we had captured, and those two who were killed, were the ringleaders of an anarchist movement....
The days rolled by, and the Tuesday ‘nature walk’ with Susannah became the highlight of my week. After that first assignation, I soon introduced her to soixante neuf, and we spent many happy hours entwined, with heads to groins, licking and sucking at the sweet flesh presented to our questing mouths. Summer strayed into October, with unexpected but welcome warmth, and Susannah and I would cavort naked in ‘our’ dell, where I would coat her nude body with my seed. I can vouch for the...
On my return from the overnight stay at Devizes I re-joined my men in the abandoned school house that lay just a stone's throw away from the Rectory itself. There were two large classrooms that easily accommodated the 60 or so men of the company, a headmaster's office, which I used for the company office, and two smaller rooms, one used as my bedroom, and the other used by James McMurdoe. There were privies, and a water pump, in the courtyard, and the place was a perfect billet for me and...
A black anger overwhelmed me as I recognized Colin MacPherson on the blanket with Roxie. Spurring Red towards them I dived at MacPherson as soon as I got close enough. I wasn't in any mood to play nice and I caught him with my knee in his chest just as he was rising up. Thinkin' that had finished him I was dismayed to find out he was a lot tougher than I'd expected. I turned towards Roxie to say somethin' but I never got it out. MacPherson's hand grabbed my shoulder and swung me around....
Two of the clock on Tuesday afternoon found me sat by the side of the small stream, what we would call a 'beck' in Lincolnshire, awaiting the appearance of the Rector's wife. It seemed bizarre in the extreme that I was contemplating having a sexual dalliance with a woman whose name I did not yet know. However, there was a strong possibility that she was bored with her life at the rectory and was merely having a jest with me. Even now she could be hiding behind a shrub somewhere, watching...
(Kenshin twists the kodachi out of Aoshi's hands and drives the handle into his throat.) Aoshi (thinking): Can I have... lost... Kenshin: It's futile. Retreat! A second blow to the windpipe-- Aoshi (punching him): Not yet--!! (They both fall.) Yahiko: Kenshin! Kenshin: I'm all right. (going spiral-eyed) Well, not really. But I'm fine. Yahiko: Which is it? Kenshin: Better than Aoshi-- (They turn to look at him, collapsed face forward.) Yahiko: Is he dead? Kenshin: No, just...
By good fortune the transports that we boarded at Ostend took us direct to the port of Boston, in Lincolnshire, which is no more than a three day march from Lincoln. We were greeted as heroes through every hamlet and village we passed through on our journey, and on arrival in Lincoln were permitted to march through the city with bayonets fixed, drums beating, and colours flying. I say 'colours', as another King's colour had been manufactured by the regimental tailor, and none but the most...
Six o'clock on a Christmas morning is not the best time to try and arrange the transportation of dead bodies and prisoners to Devizes, or indeed to arrange to transport anything anywhere. There were several barges tied up alongside Burbage Wharf, but most of the bargees were either drunk, or dead drunk. I found one crew, who were just about conscious, and ordered them to take me, some guards, the bodies and the prisoners to Devizes. The barge captain refused, until I told him I was used to...
It was the evening after the Dining-in-Night, and Billy and I were sat in a corner of the Mess talking, about something and nothing, and drinking. Billy could put brandy away as if it were spring water, but I'm no toper, and a glass or two will set my brain muzzy, and I had already reached that state. Billy suddenly gave a groan and got up from his armchair. "I need to void my bowels, Jack, probably some Indian bug still in my belly." "More likely it is the amount of food you stuffed in...
A week had passed since my company had moved to take post at Burbage, a small village alongside the Kennet and Avon canal. The long Indian summer had finally come to an end, with a vengeance, as it had been continuous heavy rain since the day we had arrived. It was now the back end of November and it was difficult to believe that I had been cavorting naked with Susannah, in the warmth of summer, not much more than a month ago. The rain was now sheeting down, the temperature had dropped like...
"No way! I'm not gonna do it any more. I'm tired, and my head hurts!" Chad lurched to his feet rebelliously, resting his forehead against the bole of a tree at the edge of the clearing. He knew that he was being childish about the whole thing, but he'd sat crosslegged on the mossy ground until he could hardly move, staring at the quarterinch nugget of raw gold until he felt like his eyes were permanently crossed. A throbbing ache bounced back and forth inside of his skull, and even the...
I do not intend chronicling the campaign in the Iberian Peninsula, although it brought fame and fortune to Arthur Wellesley and added fresh lustre to the reputation of the British army. There are those far mightier with the pen than I to describe the battles, so I shall just touch on the points of the campaign were I was involved. The 69th arrived too late for the Talavera campaign, and so spent our first six months in Portugal getting more intimately acquainted with the topography of that...