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Zoe

I don't think I have a shoe fetish, really. But then again, I've worn heavy boots in winter and no shoes in summer long enough to appreciate a nice pair of shoes, too. Coming to think of it, it wasn't the running around barefoot part that had annoyed me and made me want to live someplace warmer but the six months of snow and slosh and icy roads. So, yeah, I like a nice pair of shoes, even high-heeled ones, as long as the heels are still within the range of wearable. But, basically, I don't have a shoe fetish. OK, maybe a little bit. However, the reason why I ╘aahh-ed╒ and ╘oohh-ed╒ that much and squealed ╘uber sexy╒! every other minute in that shoe shop was that I had to take my mind off other things.

That's not exactly true, though. It wasn't things, plural, I needed to keep myself from thinking about. But thing, singular. Thing as in fist, for example. The thought of Ann's fist inside me was ... well, frightening. OK, maybe not exactly frightening but very, very unsettling. I've heard of that, but so far I had thought that's something only porn stars do. But then again, they shove all kinds of stuff up their pussies, as far as I know. Which is not very far. Anyway, I wasn't a porn star and the biggest thing that had ever been inside me was Eric's cock and even if there are not truckloads of guys to compare him with I'd say he was pretty much average. Much, much smaller than Ann's fist, that's for sure, even if her hands were slender, delicate ones. How on earth it would fit inside my vagina was beyond me. But whether her fist fitted inside my vagina or not wasn't really the point, or was it? How it would feel until and once it was inside, that was what rather freaked me out.

At first I had thought she was joking, but one look into her eyes when she had said "you my sweet are going to be my puppet, my glove puppet," had been enough to tell me that she wasn't pulling my leg.

And so I was looking at shoes in that shoe shop, thinking that one day it would be nice to earn enough money to actually be able to afford a pair or two, also wondering a bit why Ann shooed one of the sales girls away when she asked if she could be of help. Finally a pretty woman of about my age came, smiled at Ann, then at me and started to bring pair after pair of shoes, mostly those I had pointed out while we had waited, but a few others too.

It soon became only too clear why Ann had wanted to wait for exactly this assistant and it also explained why she had generously left out the panties drawer when she had picked my outfit. The girl clearly had a lot of fun peeking up my skirt whenever she lifted one of my legs to put a shoe on my foot. She probably had even more fun letting me know that she was peeking up my skirt. That alone was enough to get a lot of blood pooling in my cheeks. Only a few weeks, or even days ago, it would have been enough to get me running out of the shop. Then again, if I hadn't met Ann I wouldn't have been in this shop in the first place and if I had been there I definitely wouldn't have worn that skirt with no knickers underneath.

But the peeking wasn't all. The girl had a way of touching my feet and calves that got me all hot and sticky. I was pretty sure she hadn't done this for the first time and I was just as sure that she enjoyed every second. At least as much as Ann did, who sat and watched us, or rather me, smiling the whole time. If it hadn't been for her I'd never have stayed in that shop. But first, I was determined not to disappoint her and second it hadn't been too long ago since I had stood naked in front of her and more or less stated that I wanted to be naked at that brunch.

A statement I probably shouldn't have made. But it was too late now and so I bit my lips, let the girl tease me and played along as good as I managed to, hoping that there wouldn't be too much of a mess on the chair by the time I got up again. Because truth was that as much as I was embarrassed I was also completely aroused and dripping wet, a fact that surely didn't escape the assistant's attention, judging from the amused grin on her face.

In the end Ann decided on a pair of beautiful shoes I liked a lot, apart from them having somewhat higher heels than I was comfortable with. But I knew I could manage them, as long as I wasn't expected to wear them all day or walk for miles. Their were also priced far beyond anything I could have ever coughed up for a pair of shoes, which was the other reason why I hadn't even looked at them too closely.

It wasn't far to Ann's studio and she made a point of shoving her fist in my hand with a wicked grin as we walked down the streets. The fist that was going ... ugghhh ... going inside me. Now that there wasn't much else to do but walk my mind was firmly focused on her fist, my pussy and the fact that one was about to go inside the other very soon. By the time we arrived at the studio my mouth was dry, my hands were clammy and I wouldn't have been too surprised if there had been a loud rattling sound as my knees knocked against each other.

As it turned out in the following hours, I had been completely wrong when I had worried about the fisting. It wasn't Ann's fist in my pussy that was the problem. Nope, her fist in my pussy was definitely not a problem at all. Quite to the contrary. It was intense, it was extremely hot, ╘hawt╒, even and it was pleasurable beyond my wildest imaginations. No, I shouldn't have worried about the fist in my pussy part.

But how should I have known that there was reason to worry about the " ... you have no choice but to cum, and cum, and cum for me..." part?

Ann

Once inside the studio I wasted no time in divesting Zoe of her packages and clothes before leading my girl naked into the Dungeon, the atmosphere changing as we entered, my girl's hair in my hand as I led her into the semi-darkness towards the only well lit area, so that by the time I halted her we were very definitely Mistress and slave.

Moments later my girl was settled on the apparatus I had chosen, the thick padding supporting her in position almost as if on hands and knees, the padded form shaped perfectly, wide padded straps provided a means to secure her in place regardless of how much she might writhe or resist. Laying astride the form my girl's legs were spread wide to display her sex whilst the padding was scalloped to allow access to her small but perfectly shaped breasts. The head support was much like a massage table, the oval supporting her in a face down position.

Now that my girl was strapped down I lightly caressed her body as I bent to kiss the back of her neck, my voice low as I spoke, reminding her of what was in store for her. "Now my girl, I'm going to put my hand inside you, fill you, fist you, fuck you, long and hard and so intensely that you have no choice but to cum, and cum, and cum for me." My words provoked a shiver of anticipation to ripple down her spine, my fingers still tracing aimless patterns across her nakedness before finally gliding down the length of her spine and over into the cleft of that perfect ass, her rosebud twitching as my fingertips brushed it, her sex still wet from the shoe shop, the lips already unfolding as they swelled, glistening with her arousal. I trapped her clit hood between two fingers, squeezed and as she moaned I let my hand fall away. Time to prepare myself as my words echoed in her head. Anticipation already driving her arousal higher.

Taking care to move silently I withdrew to change and collect the things I needed. The Dungeon was comfortably warm as I slipped off my street clothes and dressed in more fitting attire for what was going to happen in the next hours. Preparations complete I made my way silently towards my girl, then stepped firmly, letting her hear my approach, letting her know that the time had come and soon she would be cumming, writhing on my hand, my glove puppet.

Her body flinched at my touch, a small gasp announcing her heightened state of arousal. My girl's sex now dipping, the lips parted and swollen, revealing the soft pink of her inner folds and the seeping juice in which her sex was now well marinated. My fingertips slid easily back and forth, tracing the outer lips, her thighs tensing, straining as my soft touch radiated out around her sex. Slow tender touches, relaxed and unhurried, we had all day, all night if necessary, my girl's body craved more but it was not to be. I wanted her begging for my hand, begging for release, begging long before her pleas were answered.

Whilst my right hand attended to her sex, my left was busy caressing Zoe's body, gentle touches, light and seemingly aimless, meandering across her nakedness, following each curve, never staying to long in one spot, never going to fast, just as my fingers took their time parting her labia and massaging the pink opening revealed as they parted. My girl had sighed when my first finger entered her depths, moaned as a second joined it, now as a forth stretched her further her hips tried to buck against the straps, eager to impale herself, her arousal urgent, her frustration obvious.

Still I took my time, her body too secure to allow her writhing to affect my actions, I continued my slow pace, watching her body slowly open up to my fingers as all four moved within her, gliding in and out as they rotated back and forth, now straight, now curling, wriggling deep inside her hot wet centre.

My girl's whimpers had begun long before I tucked my thumb into my palm and begun to press deeper, her breathing faster as my hand slowly entered her body, my fingers curling, brushing the root of her clit from inside as my hand sank further into her soaking sex and my fist first penetrated her pussy. Now my girl was truly my puppet, my glove puppet.

Once on holiday I watched the battle between man and marlin, the strain of line and muscle as man and fish fought an endless battle. No prize catch could ever match my girl, her body slick with sweat, thighs coated in her juices as her bound body writhed against the padded straps and my fist drew that first orgasm from her depths, her moans turning to screams as she fell into the abyss. Yet still my slow pace continued, no respite, no mercy, my girl gasping for breath as one orgasm became two, three, four ... Her body had long ago rejected her control, now it danced to my tune, my fingers playing her with virtuosity.

Whimpers, sighs, moans, screams, all had begged for release, all now begged for respite. My girl was learning a new lesson, a lesson her body already knew, submission is just the start, my girl had given me herself, now her body had completed her gift, now I controlled her body, my hand buried deep inside her, directing her surrender, taking her orgasm and moulding it to my desire, driving her far over the edge into a new nirvana that she had never dared to dream existed.

Zoe awoke slowly, her eyes opening but still unfocussed, her smile widening at the soft caress of my hand on her body. "Thank you, my Mistress." Her words barely a whisper, her body still drained by the intensity of the last hours, then "OH Mistress... !!" Eyes snapping wide as she felt the fullness of my fist still embedded inside her.

"Hello my puppet." I smiled as I spoke, then bent to kiss her cheek. "You passed out, but don't worry, you missed nothing..." She gasped as my fist moved within her, moaned as my fingers pinched her nipple ... I had not yet finished playing with my puppet, my glove puppet.

When Zoe awoke the second time she found herself in my arms, held safe as we reclined upon the bed, her body weak from hours of relentless use. Our eyes spoke, no words necessary, just the closeness of our bodies and the safety of my arms around her, our lips met and we shared a kiss of love.

My girl was still woozy when I led her into the side room to choose her outfit for tomorrow. Her body slack as I eased on each piece, checking for fit, judging which best suited her first time on display. I'm not sure she was even aware of my choices, it was only when we finally stepped out into the evening air that Zoe awakened fully. The cool air bringing her back to life, her stomach announcing her hunger. I smiled and held her close as we walked along the street, the restaurant was not far and service was fast.

We did not linger over the meal and soon enough arrived back home, once in the bedroom I deposited the bag I had brought from the Studio and stripping us both naked I led Zoe into the bathroom for a long soak in the big bath, still cradled in my arms as the steam rose and her aches faded.

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cherie was my former student in a top girls school. after completing senior high school, she worked as an intern in my company. now, this 19 years old young lady has bloosomed into a sexually attactive young lady. her shapely breast and nice figure is stunningly arousing. as my temporary personal assistant, she had to work late hours with me. one night, she was working late and the office aircon was shut down. she unbuttoned her blouse and even loosened her tight skirt, without realising that i...

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This is a true story. When I was about 20 years old i went to the university in Mexico where i learned to speak spanish and got my degree in how to have sex and make a women happy. i thought I was hot stuff when i was studing because i could have almost any girl I wanted most Mexican girls won't go to bed with you they say they are saving themselves for when they get married and I found this to be mostly true they did take care not to get involed with a guy like me. but patience helps I did...

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May02,2010 I went to see some friends in Texas. My friends just got out of the military. I got out 2yrs before them and moved to Fl. We was having fun, hang out drinking and everything that whole week. May 5th we went to a club, I mat this latin girl about 5'3 cute. We dance and we got fuck-up with my friends, drinking and later I took her to a hotel for a few hours. Her hands so little that she had to used both hands to hold my cock in her mouth. she had a nice taned skin with a cute lil ass...

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After I became Mandy's foster parent, our love life just got better and better. She had moved into my bedroom on a more or less permanent basis. Mandy did go out on a few dates from time to time, mainly for appearances' sake, but mainly came home to me for her loving. When she turned fifteen, Mandy became good friends with a girl in her class named Tawny Bledsoe. Tawny was a gorgeous blonde, slightly taller than Mandy, but equal in all other departments. Since they were in high school...

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That evening, a Monday, just six days after she first had sexual intercourse with Ryan behind Danny’s back, Charmaine was at a club with Holly and John. She was drunk, having been drinking for a couple hours. It was 10pm, and John was going to join them any minute. Charmaine was looking incredible. She was wearing a brown corduroy skirt (yes, she was wearing panties this time – red ones), and a tight black shirt. She was wearing nice black shoes with heals, with two thin straps over her feet....

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Puppy love Puppy love Life is sweet! I mean seriously how can it get any better?Free food, a warm rug on the floor, plenty of exercise, and all the pain a fool like me can handle. It started more than a year ago. There I was with no direction in life and just more or less just wanting to kill myself and get itover with when I came upon an add on some sex site I had checkedout from time to time. Who knew that there were cute rich women who wanted this kind of thing? Well from the very get...

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February 16, 1985, Greater Cincinnati, Ohio “Good morning, Subdeacon,” Father Stephen said when Elizaveta and I walked into the main lobby of The Christ Hospital in Cincinnati. The hospital was on Mt. Auburn, one of the highest points in the city, and offered a nice view of the city below. Father Stephen was clad in his ryasa. “Father, bless!” I said, holding my cupped hands for his blessing. “Bless you, Subdeacon,” he said, making the sign of the cross over my upturned palms. I kissed...

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Thursday Week 10 Jill woke early and rolled over to wake Dave saying "we better have breakfast as we have to leave soon." Dave, though, remembered his promise from last night and rolled over between her legs putting his tongue and fingers straight into her vagina. Jill gasped with delight as he worked quickly on her, licking, sucking, kissing, biting, fingering, doing everything he could to bring her quickly to her release. Fortunately she was more than ready and relaxed straight into the...

My Motherinlaw

I had been away at work for 3 weeks and was coming to the end of a 16 hour drive home. I had called my partner Cathy about 5 hours ago and told her I should be home around midnight. She replied “ I will be well asleep by then, don’t wake me when you get home. Drive safe I love you" I arrived home just after midnight and parked my ute in the back yard. Living on a corner block I had a side gate into the back yard and with the vehicle securely locked away I entered the house through the...

Mind Fuck

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Visiting The Desert With Kelly

It was July of 1991. Kelly and I took a two-week trip to the southwest with our travel trailer. We absolutely fell in love with the desert, the culture, and the whole vibe of being there. We spent a couple of days camping near Canyon de Chelly. We stayed at a private campground that was owned by a Native American named Howard.Howard was a pretty cool dude. He had native music piped around the campground. Nothing like native flutes and drums to make you feel like you’re in a very different...

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I have never told anyone about that hot August weekend so unless Mary told someone no one knows. I have definitely made it a point to never tell my wife because she believes she and I were each other’s ‘firsts’ in all sexual ways. Torrie and I had been dating for 8 months when I got restless in our relationship and started talking to Mary. Mary was a cute petite redhead I went to school with. After several weeks of regular telephone calls Mary suggested we go see the movie ‘Romeo and Juliet’...

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Close your eyes, listen to the wind blowing in through the windows, the sound of chimes ringing somewhere outside, the smell of tropical flowers in the air. You are in your bedroom on your bed, the top of which is many feet off the floor. A soft cotton towel covers your body as you lay on top of the covers. You hear my footsteps as I enter the room, I say hello and sit next to you on the edge. I have brought oil with me for your massage tonight. As I open the lid you smell coconut. You feel me...

For Better or Worse Part 2

Chapter 8 "Any change?" The older man stood in the open arched door way. Kali turned from where she stood with several other women, all whom seemed to be paying attention to the young woman curled up underneath the covers on the bed. "No Father. She still refuses to get out of bed." "Has she fed since you brought her home?" "No father," Kali answered. "We have brought her everything we can think of, she says she will not eat until Tom returns." "I feared this could happen one...

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Introduction: Family Guy part 1 The Unexpected Consequenses Of Being Bound Together Griffin The Unexpected Consequenses Of Being Bound Together Testing The Toys Part 1 Peter Griffin was relaxing at home. His daughter Meg had gone out to the mall to do some shopping and his wife Lois had gone to town to do the same. Since like most men he was no fan of shopping hed decided to stay and relax by watching some of his old porn videos on their new 60 inch flat screen TV. His wife had been gone...

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