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When he had finished the lawn, Derek went back in to his own house, wondering how Molly would react, given that she had had an hour to think things over. She had made it pretty clear that she was ready for a little adultery, if he was. She was also intrigued by Shulah's position in his life. He decided that if she did visit, he would make it clear that she would only get her excitement on his terms, and those terms would include whipping her.
Promptly on the hour, the doorbell rang, and Derek let Molly in. He led her into the sitting room, where he had arranged a little tableau to make things clear to her. Shulah was there with tea and sandwiches ready to serve them, but she was doing so without the benefit of any clothes. When she turned away from Molly the marks of her last whipping were clearly visible on her back, arse and thighs. The indrawn breath from Molly showed Derek that she had noticed the marks, but she did not run from the house, as he had quite expected.
Instead she turned to him and asked, "Does she usually serve you like this?"
"Mostly," said Derek, "unless it's very cold weather. I prefer my women naked."
Molly thought about that for a moment and decided she would play along. She had been very bored lately as George was away a lot, and she could always escape next door.
"When in Rome, is it?" she asked.
"Molly. I'm forcing nothing on you. You came here of your own accord. You asked about the practices shown and described in the Kama Sutra. You hinted that you wanted to be taught more about sex. Please go home now if you didn't mean it."
She blushed deep red and said, "That's not very gentlemanly. A lady likes to be, well, courted a bit. She prefers subtlety."
"That isn't me, I'm afraid," turning to Shulah he gestured and she came to kneel before him, opened his trousers, and took his penis in her mouth as he continued to address Molly, "I'm a direct sort of person, as you see. I don't play silly games. Please go home, or strip and help Shulah."
"I beg your pardon?" said Molly.
"Granted," said Derek, "Now just go home. We can play when you are ready; like, when you have grown up."
Molly stood up; Derek thought she was leaving, and was trying to decide whether she would complain to George when she pulled her summer dress over her head and dropped it on the floor. She stood for a moment wearing only a very sexy matched brassière and knickers set, then she reached behind her back and unclipped the brassière. The knickers were discarded in seconds and she stood defiantly naked before Derek.
"Well?" he said, "Are you going to help Shulah, or should she drink my cum?"
Quickly Molly knelt before him and started to lick the side of his prick. Shulah moved away slightly and the two women were licking his length simultaneously. As she felt his balls tighten, Molly took him deep into her mouth and Derek obliged by filling her mouth with a copious load of semen. Molly swallowed this without more than a few drops spilling.
"Not bad," said Derek, "Clean us, please Shulah."
I woke up when some fluid hit my face, then I smelt it. It was piss. Where the hell was I? Then two parts of darkness parted and I saw a face looking at me. "Bonjour monsieur. Comment allez-vous? Ouvrez votre bouche si vous veuillez." So I opened my mouth and the piss squirted in. I just had to gulp it down. It tasted salty, I had forgotten the taste. I could see that the woman above me was only crouching over the toilet seat. When the flow of piss stopped she sat down properly and looked...
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IncestSally and her black lover EddieInvite me to Visit(Third in a Series)[Author’s note: This is a true story. Sally and Eddie really do exist and live in Pennsylvania. Sally’s story was related to me through voice messages and e-mails and I agreed to write it down and publish it so that large, mature white women can realize that there are men in this world who appreciate and worship large women. Sometimes the worshipers are white men and other times the worshipers are black men. But, no matter...
Young and beautiful, sexy and desirous, drunk and easy, were term that would have aptly described how I felt that day and night.Friends from another time, when we were just outrageous girls, teasing old Bob, who was the only sex symbol in our youthful lives.We had all given Bob a wank at some time or another, but that was rite of passage, and when it was my turn, I gave him a blow job as well, for good measure, not because he asked me, no I wanted to do it, I wanted to feel a man's cock in my...
Derek Pullman always knew exactly when and where he first meet Helen Adams; it was at half past eleven on the morning of Tuesday, 1st August, 2028 in the main lecture theatre at the head office of Thomas Hunt Management Associates on the Embankment in London. They were both working their way through what each hoped would be the first day of paid employment either had ever had. They met on the induction course for new Graduate Trainees, and the organisers of this intensive two week session of...
As time went by the frequency of their coupling did not decrease, though the variation of the sex games dropped considerably as Derek's ingenuity ran out of ideas for novel sexual games. Helen tried shaving her mons, but soon gave that up on the grounds that it itched abominably, and did little for Derek's enjoyment. Tying Helen up became a bore, because there was nothing he could do to her tied up that she wouldn't let him do when she was untied. Almost without noticing it, they became a...
Early Friday afternoon, as they travelled back to Bristol, Bob said casually, "You can go back to Derek tonight and give him a good fucking." Helen stared at him in confusion. "But you said I could move in with you, sir?" she asked timidly. He had made it clear that even in bed he was "Sir," and she was never to use his name, or endearments. "Yes, and you will move tomorrow. Tonight you will say nothing about leaving him, and you will give him the best night he has ever had, and...
Derek went into the office on Monday in a daze. No matter what he tried to do, he could not concentrate. One of the older women came over to his desk and said, "Come with me." Blindly he followed her out of the building and in to the coffee shop opposite. She motioned for him to sit down, and then ordered coffees for both of them. "Bob does that," she said quietly. "Does what?" asked Derek. "Picks one of the new trainees and takes her. He likes to take one who has formed a...
On the Air Kobekistani flight out, Derek was impressed by the service, which was far better than anything he had ever had before. He seemed to have a stewardess to himself, and only had to look round for her to rush to see what he wanted. Her uniform was similar to that of any air hostess, but the skirt was shorter than most, showing her bare legs to great advantage. The blouse bearing her name, Shafiqa, embroidered on it seemed to be a size too large for her and she was obviously wearing no...
The moment the Embassy car dropped Derek at the main entrance to the Golden Palace, no side doors for this visit, he was escorted by an obsequious guard through the Throne Room and to a door behind the dais. From there a eunuch escorted him along a corridor into a large, well-appointed dining room whose walls were decorated with beautiful fine mosaics depicting scenes of sexual excess. The Emir rose from the table and said, "Good. I'm glad you could come. There is something I want to talk...
When they were comfortably ensconced in the sitting room with liqueurs and coffee, the Emir took up the topic of the possible contract again. "Another thing I wonder about is whether the Royal Flight of Air Kobekistani needs seven super jumbo jets and a purpose built Concorde just so that I can get from A to B? Might it not be more use to give the Concorde to my Air Force to use? I hate it because it feels cramped after the jumbos and I don't like arriving before I have left, if you see...
After a few moments, the largest of the eunuchs asked quietly, "Would the master wish more coffee or refreshment?" "I don't know," said Derek, "What just happened?" "My Master, my he live for ever, has invited you to stay the night, and has offered two of the harem ladies for your pleasure. He has retired for the night, but that does not mean that you have to cut short your enjoyment of an after dinner coffee." "Does this happen often?" asked Derek, sitting down because he felt...
Over breakfast, Derek discovered that things could move very fast indeed in Kobekistan if an Emir wanted them to. THMA had been contacted and had agreed to release him to work for the Emir at the end of his present contract. The Emir seemed to assume that three times his present salary, tax free with a free house would be sufficient incentive for him to join the Golden Palace staff, and since it had been agreed with THMA it seemed that he had little choice. "As to the other details of the...
It turned out that there was a spare seat on the afternoon flight to London, but Derek was disappointed to find that Shafiqa was not the one of the stewardesses. Before leaving, Derek enquired further about the hunt; the Ambassador advised him that this was no holds barred full scale traditional English hunting, but in Kobekistan. An outfit of hunting pink was an absolute requirement for him and he was instructed in the etiquette of the chase. He was not a Kobekistani and so must not be in...
With the end of the British Government project, Derek had to move out of the small flat he had been occupying in the Embassy, and he decided to get some local advice before picking an hotel to stay in. ~For the love of Allah, can you advise a poor lonely stranger, respected Hajji, he started. ~Derek, my friend, replied the Hajji Darwish Dosmukhamedov gravely, ~How can an ignorant old fool such as your humble servant presume to advise a well educated and clever young man such as you?~ ~I...
A couple of weeks after he moved in to his new house, the Chief Eunuch whom he had acquired with it came to him in his study one evening. "Master," he said in his slightly odd version of English, "it is not seemly for a man of your prestigious status and great importance to have only three women in his harem. It should be better if there was more, or some boys if that is your heart's desire? The Master has not used any of the women." "These three women, where did they come from? Are...
In his bath that evening, Derek wondered which of his three concubines would be sent to his room first. More than that, he wondered why he was nervous about it. He had happily indulged himself with the Emir's wife and concubine, whom he had never seen until they arrived almost naked in his bedroom for specifically sexual purposes. Why was this different? He decided it was because this was a resident concubine, and not just a one night stand. He remembered Yul Brynner's advice to Prince...
The meetings that day were interminable, and Derek was in a thoroughly foul temper by the time he returned to his house. The wine he had with his dinner tasted awful, but he assumed that was his temper. It was only as he went to bed that he felt a headache starting and decided to ask about the wine. "Master, it was the wine which was not drunk last Tuesday," explained the Chief Eunuch, "Then you remarked that it was very good." "Imbecile," thundered Derek, "Do you know nothing of...
Eventually he decided to purchase another, or perhaps some more women for his harem. It was quite something to think that he had a harem of his own. Nobody in THMA would believe that! Consulting his Chief Eunuch, he discovered that women could be bought quite cheaply at one or other of the frequent auctions, so he arranged to attend one. Naturally, in a country where a man's status depended on maximising the number of slaves in a household, a gentleman did not bid himself. He merely looked...
~Master, the Chief Eunuch began, grovelling on the floor before Derek in a way he had never seen, ~Oh, Master. Oh dear, Master. A tragedy, Master, and it is all the fault of that accursed son of a misbegotten camel, the auction room slave trader. Truly he should be thrown to the dogs to eat one piece at a time, starting with his manhood. Master, forgive me; he has never so deceived me before.~ "What is it?" asked Derek in irritation, "Stop whining, get up and tell me what has...
It was at the end of the study into Golden Palace economics that the Emir called Derek in to see him in his private quarters. When he was escorted in to the room by the Chief Eunuch, he saw that there was a woman in an abaya standing to one side. This intrigued him, since he and no idea who she might be. "Ah, Derek," said the Emir, "I called you in here so that we need not stand on ceremony, but could talk as two friends." This sounded ominous to Derek. He wondered if it were a prelude...
By degrees over the couple of days available to him, using the windows of the upper stories to help with her training, Derek accustomed Shulah to the reality of 'outside' and the fact that the world was so very much larger than the harem which had previously been her entire universe. He even took her out in the car several times until it no longer frightened her to be driven through the streets. He tried to prepare her for the flight by describing it as being a car journey writ large. He...
It was three days later when Molly approached Derek as he was mowing the front lawn. "I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Pullman, but I can't get the kitchen tap to flow, and George, my husband, is away on business. Would you be a darling and help me?" "Of course, Mrs. Davenport," he answered, wondering what she was planning as he moved towards her house. "Oh," she gushed, "Do call me Molly." "And I'm Derek." As they walked down the side of the house, Molly took his hand quite...
It was about six months later, when business was just beginning to boom in the Gulf, that Derek was making one of his regular visits to Head Office for a Partners' meeting. With the very good relationship he had established with the Emir, it was normal for him to fly as a guest of the Emir on Air Kobekistani. This means that instead of a portion of the first class cabin being partitioned off, the passenger gets a luxurious private cabin the size of a small office. A stewardess is, of course,...
Promptly at eight that evening Helen was escorted by the Maître d' to Derek's table. To put her at her ease he chatted about mutual acquaintances among their entry and where they were now. It was clear to Helen that Derek had been easily the most successful of their year's graduates, even without become the youngest full Partner that THMA had ever had. Over dinner they talked of some others in their graduate entry group, and she heard the story of his career since they parted. It cheered...
As they came in to land at Kobek International, Derek told Helen she had to conform to the local custom of purdah whenever she was out of doors. The curtains were round their seats, so she slipped off her evening dress and donned an abaya over her English brassière and knickers. Her evening dress was left on the aeroplane and ended up as part of the wardrobe of one of the stewardesses, who wore it in London on layovers to amuse the pilots. The pair of them left the aeroplane and were soon...
Food, some of which was clearly lamb, but with some very peculiar vegetables was brought, and wine was provided with it. After this main course a plate of sweet pastries, dripping with honey proved too tempting to ignore. 'There goes my diet, ' she thought as she ate the fourth of the extremely tempting titbits, licking the honey off her fingers. As she was washing her hands to remove the last of the stickiness she heard the door open and assumed that the sweet tray was being removed, but...
When Helen came back to Derek's house after a week in the harem of Hajji Darwish Dosmukhamedov, she expected to see him, but he apparently didn't want to see her. The Chief Eunuch conducted her up to her room in the harem and left her there. After a few minutes Shafiqa came in to see her. "I have some good news and some bad news," said the concubine, "Which do you want first?" "The bad news, please," said Helen after a moment, deciding that the good news would help her get over the...
"I have news for you," Derek told Samantha the next afternoon. "Oh, are you going to sell me?" she asked lightly, still unable wholly to believe that the slave market was real. "No. I'm giving you to one of the local dignitaries. Don't look so worried, he's only about fifty and isn't fat or unhealthy. He's very rich, so in his harem you will want for nothing, and there are some English women there as well." "Is this the Hajji somebody that you lent Helen to? She said he was...
The Emir's Chief Eunuch hurried her out of the room and down a corridor, through a long narrow windowless room and into a huge open space where many women were lounging about, chatting, bathing and so on. The abaya was removed and she was dragged up to a middle-aged white woman. "Princess," the eunuch said, "A new English one," and he turned away. Samantha stood frozen to the spot; had he said, "Princess"? The woman spoke, "Hello my dear." Samantha could not for the life of her...
He walked straight over to Samantha and lifted her by the arm. Taking her over to one side of the room he slipped the gown off her shoulders and sat her on one end of a broad padded box, some three feet off the ground. Pushing her backwards he had her lie down on her back. Then the eunuchs appeared and her legs were lifted high and wide, and the Emir pressed his forefinger into her vagina. Rummaging about a little, he felt her virgin membrane and grunted in approval. Dropping his shalwar and...
When the closed, darkened car carrying Helen away from Derek's house arrived some half an hour later at its destination, she was taken out and hustled by guards along a dreary corridor with a bare concrete floor and the paint peeling off walls into a small room, where a number was tattooed into her upper arm, just below her right shoulder. Still smarting from the clumsiness of the man wielding the needle and the bruises he had left where he had gripped her shoulder, she was led into a huge...
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Prologue Anne was on her way home from a trip to the grocery store. She had told her son Jake that she would be home in a few hours but it had only been thirty minutes. He won't mind, she thought. It was hard for her to believe that her son was 18. It made her feel even older. She had gotten pregnant with him at 16 so she was only 34 now. She hadn't been real close with her son lately. He liked his father the best, and it was obvious. She had tried to spend time with him but it never...
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This incident took place over a decade ago. I received a letter from my friend Raju insisting that I visit him. He further added that I would not be disappointed. I did not understand what he meant. Raju was my fellow student while we were studying for our undergraduate degree. We had come to know each other well but our association was cut short as Raju left college to join the armed forces. Raju was handsome and intelligent. He did well in the forces and reached a high rank at a young age....