Theres More than One Way to Skin an Angel
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A story dedicated to a cute little angel with a good heart.
Long, long ago, in a place far, far away, there lived a cute little angel who blushed in a very cute way and often sat at her computer dreaming of being enslaved to a wicked Mistress. Not an evil Mistress, just one who would make all the cute angel's dreams cum true...
Then one day, just as the cute little angel was falling asleep in front of her computer the wicked Mistress reached out through the screen and pulled the cute little angel right through the screen and into her computer, all the way into the wicked Mistress's dungeon.
As the cute little angel looked around, she first realized that all her clothes had vanished. All she now wore was a collar, wrist and ankle cuffs, all in strong but padded black leather with bright steel rings set deep into them. The lights were dim and the angel could not see all of the room but she could see the wicked Mistress who now approached, her high heeled boots click-clacking on the stone floor. As she came closer the cute little angel picked herself up from the floor and knelt before the wicked Mistress.
"You are my angel now." Said the wicked Mistress, "you will serve me just as you did in your dreams." Then the wicked Mistress snapped a leather leash to the cute little angel's collar and led her on hands and knees deeper into the dungeon, to face her first challenge.
Eyes cast down, the cute little angel followed at her wicked Mistress's heels, deeper still into the darkness of the dungeon, until they came to a young girl, chained upright and spread-eagled, her body glowing in the candle light. The wicked Mistress tightened her grip on the leash, forcing the cute little angel to stand before the girl, "this is girl," the wicked Mistress said, "You will soon know her very well indeed." Then the wicked Mistress guided the cute little angel forwards to stand face to face with the girl before snapping catches to her wrists and ankles, fastening the cute little angel in place. The cute little angel felt a wide belt being wrapped around her, as it pulled tight she found herself pulled tight against the girl, their waists now firmly held together, next wide straps secured their thighs, arms and lastly a strap was wrapped around them just below their arms, pulling their shoulders close, so close that the cute little angel could feel the girl's heartbeat, even though her own heart was beating so loudly she thought it would deafen her.
The cute little angel found herself pressed hard against the girl, their faces so close that their cheeks touched, then she heard a soft whisper, the girl's lips were so close to the little angels ear that she could feel her soft breath, "Relax," the girl whispered, "you are safe, relax and let your dream come true," the little angel did relax. Even though she could feel her heartbeat racing, still she relaxed, feeling the slow steady beat of the girl's heart as well as the warmth of the girl's body, pressed as it was so hard against her own.
It was then that the wicked Mistress struck ... The lightweight floggers, one in each hand, spinning so fast as they wind-milled through the air in a figure 8 pattern, closer and closer, until they finally touched...
Both girls flinched as the stinging tails flicked across their bodies, never in the same place twice, from neck to knees, those whirling tails covered every inch, each stinging caress turning their skin a soft red, each stroke causing them to writhe against each other as much as their bonds allowed.
The warmth of the room, the excitement, the stinging tails of the floggers, all worked to arouse the girls, soon they could feel their perspiration mixing as it trickled down their bodies, both shiny in the candle light, breathing deeper, bodies alive, minds awash with the sensual writhing of their bodies and the tingling of their skin. The cute little angel was so caught up in each new sensation that she forgot to be afraid, forgot this was no longer a dream, she delighted in the way her body came alive, in the way the girl's body moved against hers. The cute little angel had found heaven.
The cute little angel almost passed out. Her body pressed hard against the other girl, the tingling of the flogger sending delicious tremors throughout her body it took her a while to realize that the flogging had stopped, that she was still writhing against another naked girl, even though there were no more blows, no reason to wriggle, but it felt so good. The cute little angel could feel her own nipples, swollen and hard, rubbing against the girl's breasts, against the girls own nipples, their breath hot upon each others necks, then cute little angel felt it, the soft pressure of the girls lips upon her neck, her skin tingled, her blushes obvious. Timidly the cute little angel returned the soft kiss, tasting the girl's skin with just the tip of her tongue. The cute little angel relaxed her body, feeling it melt against the other girl, their kisses still soft as their heartbeats slowed and they caught their breath ... Both were very aware of how aroused the other was, how good it felt to be so close, so intimate and so sensual.
The cute little angel was lost in the wonderful sensations and had almost forgotten about the wicked Mistress, until the blindfold was slipped over her eyes, sending her mind and senses into overdrive as fingers slowly drifted down from her neck, down her spine, slipping left and right, down again, down until they followed the curve of her ass, slipping across the sweet wetness of her sex, the briefest of touches, then a firm spank on her ass made her jump and cry out. Then nothing, just the feel of the girl squirming against her, followed by the sound of a firm spank and the girl's sharp cry of surprise. The cute little angel smiled, knowing what had happened, knowing what they had shared, without thinking, she kissed the girl's lips, a soft brief kiss of understanding.
The cute little angel jumped at the unexpected sensation, part tickle, and part scratchy caress. The cute little angel had never felt the caress of a fur mitten before; never had her skin tingled with such delicious sensations. Then just as she had relaxed once more, spank! The wicked Mistress's handprint forming on her ass, yet still the wonderful caresses continued. Again and again the wicked Mistress punctuated the erotic caress with sharp hard spanks, waiting after each spank for the little angel to relax, before striking again. The contrast of the fur caresses and the random spanking drove the cute little angel wild, the conflicting feelings of pleasure and pain seemed to mix deep inside her kindling a fire of lust that burned hotter and hotter, almost out of control as it spread, scorching a path through her body until it reached her sex.
Unable to stand it any more, the cute little angel cried out as for the very first time in her life, her body exploded in orgasm. An orgasm caused not by direct stimulation, but by her entire body being overloaded with delicious sensations.
The feel of the naked girl, the kisses they shared, the fur caress, even the spanking. The cute little angel wanted more, so much more, even though she had no idea if more would drive her wild with desire or so out of control she would feint dead away.
Right now the cute little angel was feeling so deliriously wanton that nothing mattered anymore, nothing existed but the burning sensuality and the echo's of that incredible orgasm, the aftershocks still tingling, causing her body to shiver, just as the girl shivered against her. Both of them sharing the same feelings, as their bodies recovered from the same treatment.
The wicked Mistress left the girl and the cute little angel hanging there, strapped together whilst she went to prepare some things. The cute little angel realized that although their wrists were tightly bound in the wide padded cuffs, their fingers were now entwined, soon their lips were joined and their tongues entwined as well. Both were still blindfolded, and now gagged by their own kiss, but both knew how the other felt, as both had shared each touch of pleasure, each burning spank, each touch and taste and the pressure of each others bodies transmitting their desire, their need to release the lust that burned within. Neither knew how long it would last, or what was to happen next.
When the wicked Mistress returned, neither girl was aware of her presence until the metal bar clicked into the floor socket between them. Still neither knew what it meant.
The metal bar was now held firmly in it's mounting, half way up, a screw allowed for height adjustment, at the top a short bar was connected at it's middle, rather like a see-saw, but in this case from each end of the hinged bar, a dildo was secured, which the wicked Mistress now lifted, until both girls were impaled upon the firm 'jelly' dildos. Then the wicked Mistress adjusted the height, careful to judge the perfect position, before tightening the screw, locking the bar in position.
The cute little angel was now on tip-toes, the dildo buried as deep as it could go inside her, whilst the girl was able to stand normally, still filled, but comfortable. Until that is, the cute little angel tired of standing on tiptoe, then as her feet relaxed, her body lowered, so that the bar tilted, forcing the girl up on her tip-toes. Thus the wicked Mistress's plan was revealed. Each girl forced to stand on extreme tiptoe whilst the other gained relief, then as the first tired, so the other was forced up on her toes.
All the time the slightest movement by either girl was transmitted via the bar to the other, both fully impaled and forced to torment each other, driving themselves and each other higher and higher, even as their bodies tired.
That is where we leave them for now. Will they fuck each other to orgasm? Will they try to cheat? Both relaxing their feet, so that the full weight of their bodies presses their clits hard down against the wide hard plastic base of the dildos, can they stand their clits being tortured so? Will they have to suffer all night?
Eventually, when both girls were absolutely worn out, aching all over from the strain of standing on tiptoe and from repeatedly cumming, the wicked Mistress finally released them and allowed them to shower, then soak in the hot-tub for a while, before eating. Then once both had used the bathroom, the wicked Mistress locked chains around their waists, then had them stand side by side, locking the waist chains together, then a wrist chain on the cute little angels right wrist was locked to the girls waist chain on her right hip, and the girls left wrist chain to cute little angel's waist chain above her left hip, thus the two girls were secured together. The wicked Mistress then sent them to bed, where they soon found the only way to sleep was facing each other, chained arms embracing each other close, face-to-face they fell asleep in each other's arms.
That is how they spent the night. In the morning they showered together, washing each other as the chains were still in place, then they walked naked to the kitchen for breakfast. The cute little angel was still a little uncomfortable at being naked in daylight but she had no choice and so did her best to help the girl prepare breakfast for themselves and for the wicked Mistress.
Once breakfast was ready, and everything in it's place on a large tray, they carefully carried the tray, each holding one end, out of the kitchen and up the stairs to the wicked Mistress's bedroom. Upon entering the bedroom the cute little angel blushed as she was once again exposed naked before the wicked Mistress who sat up in bed awaiting them. They carried the tray to the bed, placing it carefully close to the wicked Mistress, then with great care they positioned themselves kneeling on the bed side by side, close to the wicked Mistress.
The cute little angel was not sure what was expected, so she watched the girl's every move and tried hard to copy her. It felt strange to be fed her breakfast piece by piece by the wicked Mistress, but it also felt very special.
After they had finished breakfast, the wicked Mistress dismissed them, the cute little angel had expected to be released, but it was not to be, so both girls carefully carried the tray back to the kitchen and cleaned up, washing and drying everything had to be a joint effort, as each only had one free hand, but by now they were getting used to working as one, which was exactly what the wicked Mistress intended.
Next was morning exercise, the cute little angel had no choice but to walk with the girl to the gym where the girl began her exercises, after using each machine, she would guide the cute little angel into position and talk her through each exercise, adjusting the machines where necessary and setting the time or number of reps the little angel had to do.
By the time they were through, both were ready for a shower, the little angel was very tired, but felt more alive, and proud that she had managed to complete everything, even whilst chained to the girl. Both girls enjoyed the shower, first just relaxing as the hot water sprayed from all the jets, pummeling their bodies and refreshing them, then the girl adjusted the sprays and they washed each other, soaping each other all over, each twisting and bending to allow the other to reach everywhere. Stepping from the shower, the cute little angel was expecting to share a big fluffy towel with the girl as they dried each other, but instead found the wicked Mistress waiting for them.
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Když Sára třetí den konečně vstala z postele, cítila se neobyčejně svěží. Zřejmě to způsobil ten celodenní spánek. To však ještě nevěděla, co si na ní Saturňané připravili. Kovová chapadla jí opět připoutala na křeslo určené na pokusy a roboti se začali věnovat sexuálnímu výzkumu jejího těla. Jedním dráždidlem Sáře dráždili klitoris, zatímco další umělý penis se dobýval do hloubi její pochvy a třetí si vzal na starost Sářinu kakaovou dírku. Všichni roboti se v ní tak dokonale doplňovali, že v...
I was laying bed crying. When a voice spoke to me from across the room. A male voice, but not one that I know. "Why do you cry, little one?" I looked up tears still coming down. And there I saw the most beautiful man I had ever laid eyes on. He was tall. Looking about 6 feet. His head nearly touching the ceiling. He had black messy, spiky hair. His eyes...like the clearest blue pools you could ever see. His lips were slightly puffed but not enough to create a feminine look. He had a...
I sat in my office chair at my computer desk. I sensed someone behind me and figured that my younger daughter was sneaking up behind me to scare me. I spun around and shouted "Ah ha!" After a few seconds of silence, I lowered my pointing finger and closed my wide open mouth. It was not my daughter. Standing in front of me was, an angel. There was no other way to describe him, a flowing white winged figure and he was smiling at me. I said, "Hello." "Good evening. Let me introduce myself, I...
Introduction. The ways of the Official are many, varied, and often formal. That their methods and phrases – often arcane or even quaint to the modern ear – are accepted goes without saying. In dealing with an ‘Official’ you have to listen very carefully, often to long sentences and unfamiliar words that almost borders on ‘legalese’ or ‘jargon’. We seem to live in a world where ‘ticking the box’ and recording target achievements seems more important than doing the actual job. This story is...
An angel once fell from heaven: too curious about the world below her. Craving desperately to find a love that she had only dreamed and heard stories of before. A love that stands the test of time, and could overcome despair, destruction, sadness, and all the things the world would throw at her. To her a love like this was worth more than any love found amongst the perfect realms of the heavens. She longed to feel, to experience everything she had never felt before. She hungered to feel pain...
Mary’s Guardian Angel By Beagle9690 July 2016 Her name is Mary.....Mary Susan Brown to be exact. Mary is a good and charitable woman. She was born and grew up in a small coal mining town in Western Pennsylvania. Her father was a dentist and her mother his dental assistant. His dental office was located in their spacious brick home. An only child, Mary lived a happy and tranquil life. Perhaps a somewhat sheltered life with parents who loved her. She adores music and dancing and the...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
Lisa Stilton stood next to a parapet of the old castle overlooking a snow covered foreign city. She reminded Bo of the skier, Lindsey Vonn, who hailed from their own country. Or perhaps Lisa was a little Dutch girl with yellow braided hair planning to put her finger in a dike.The final day of their European Honeymoon was to end with a bit of sightseeing before returning to Colorado. Hard to believe his new wife had been Lisa French only a few days before and, to some extent, a different...
Oral SexLisa Stilton stood next to a parapet of the old castle overlooking a snow covered foreign city. She reminded Bo of the skier, Lindsey Vonn, who hailed from their own country. Or perhaps Lisa was a little Dutch girl with yellow braided hair planning to put her finger in a dike.The final day of their European Honeymoon was to end with a bit of sightseeing before returning to Colorado. Hard to believe his new wife had been Lisa French only a few days before and, to some extent, a different...
Oral SexBeing black and growing up in Brooklyn NY, was no joke. You live and die by whom you knew. I was lucky, my father and my uncle were hustlers from the old school. In other words they where drug dealers. It was only natural that I followed their footsteps. Flatbush belonged to my father and my uncle. If a nickel bag of weed was sold in that part of Brooklyn I guarantee you that my family was getting a cut. That's just the way shit was. My father wasn't the flashy type of dealer. He always kept...
This is the current endcap for the St. Clair series. It certainly won’t be the last one, but it is the last one I actually have planned. The readers of the St. Clair series have been very supportive and very, very patient. The first story in this series was originally intended to go in Romance, but since the two leads in the couple happen to be female, it ended up dropped into Lesbian; I learned to keep the series together in the same category the hard way. There is no graphic sex in this...
Well, I tried to be good. Really I did. I wanted to spare my sister the embarrassment of having her brother subject her to more of his aberrant lifestyle, but I just couldn't help myself. I mean, put any self-respecting teenager who's been doing without for the last half dozen years in bed with two beautiful women and just see what happens. I dare you. What happens is, he thinks he's being clever, and while the sister tries to sleep on the nearby couch he slides under the covers, after an...