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There you are, sat at the computer, tis late at night and the darkness outside is occasionally lit up by a distant, approaching storm.

It is quiet, you're alone in the house and just looking online to see how your friends are before you go to bed, when the hairs on the back of your neck raise as you hear a noise in the house. 'It was nothing' you assure yourself, 'merely a household pet' but still you remain on edge, nervous until a distant rumble of thunder makes you start, then laugh nervously.

You sit and read, until you feel a presence enter the room behind you, fearing to confront them you sit still in terror as you hear the slight brush of cloth. A chill of ice runs down your spine as you feel the dread that you have an intruder in your room. Not daring to look round you strain your ears and you hear a slow measured intake of air mere inches behind your ear, you try to stand and an incredibly strong hand lands on your shoulder, pushing you back into the seat. You try to struggle against this vice-like grip as your head is tilted to one side and you feel a hot breath upon your neck, then a sharpness, and all resistance melts from you in a warm, painful pleasure.

You gasp! Melting into the dangerous embrace as you feel heat rise within you, complimented with a cold shiver of fear or pleasure running down your spine. To your horror and suprise you feel moisture gathering in between your legs as your femininity becomes aroused, and your feel a hand gently slip under your arm and gently caress your firm breast through your top.

A low moan escapes your lips as you barely register more movement behind you, soft hands wrap round your waist from your left and you feel gentle kisses raining upon your neck, before a scratch of sharpness and an overwhelming pleasure running through you. Your hands drop to your sides and softly stroke legs to either side of you. The first light leather clad and steely strong, the other soft, and wearing fishnets. Hands massage your back as other hands gently knead your breasts, your body feels on fire as wave after wave of pleasure runs through you. Distantly you hear the tearing of cloth as your shirt is torn apart, and your bra swiftly removed. You try to object, then feel your intruders lift you easily like a ragdoll and place you upon your bed.

You try to look to see who is doing this to you, and feel your head gently, but firmly pushed back, and soft velvet tied over your eyes, another thrill runs through your body once again and then you feel moist, hot kisses trail their ways down your neck and chest until both sets of lips tantalisingly circle your hard nipples, tongues gently flickering and warm breath teasing.

The throb in your womanhood grows and grows and you feel lips, then teeth tantalise your nipples, your hands grace up the legs of your tormentors, sliding up leather-clad legs and fishnet thighs until you rub upon a hardness at the front of the leather trousers, and a warm dampness with your other hand. You shiver as you feel a skirt tickle your arm and feel hands wandering over your body, one hand undoing your jeans as another slides gracefully down into your knickers to brush through and tease through your soft, downy hair.

Body aching in anticipation, you arc your back and are pressed firmly down, you know that your role in this is to submit to their pleasures and nothing more. Servile in your nature you continue to stroke as their mouths run wonderful, unnatural pleasures through your body. Fingers slowly move their way lower, down to your womanhood as the thunder of the storm grows closer. One hand slips your quim lips apart, and fingers gently probe within you, bringing a wonderful fire unto your body. You feel your jeans being pushed down as you give into this pleasure, one set of fingers dipping into your wetness as they circle your sweet clitoris and the other fingers dipping and playing within you, you feel your orgasm rising within you, growing like a surging colossal wave.

You feel weak as you feel liquid trickling down your side from your breast, then soft female lips find yours, a tongue is swift to follow and you taste the sweet coppery taste of blood. Your alarm is lost in the waves of pleasure you feel rising from your sodden wet womanhood. Hands tease, fingers press as you are brought gracefully closer and closer to the peak, held on the edge you gasp for breath, gasp for life as you feel your life's blood leaking from your body and as that moment of panic reaches you, you come with a massive rush! Passion flows through your body as you arch your back, screaming into the mouth of one of your captors as wave after wave of searing white light flows through your exhausted body. Lightening crashes above you. Fingers pressing within you and deft digits pleasuring your bud until you lay back, tired and resigned to your fate.

"I think we should keep her" You hear a strong masculine voice say from above you,

"I think you're right" a silken female voice agrees. You hear a crunch of someone biting through flesh, and warm, life-giving dampness drips onto your lips. You lick them and open your mouth wide, gaining strength with every drop as a wrist is pressed to you.

"You are about to be given a new lease in life unlike anything you could every imagine" Your blindfold is taken from you and you find yourself staring into the eyes of a dark, long haired man. A beautiful red-haired woman smiles from behind him as she watches you drink from his wrist. Her paleness a compliment to his dark features, she bites her wrist.

"Darkest greetings my Dear"

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Your name is Daniel Smith, 44 years old and still managing to find true love in this wild world we live in. You met the perfect woman, smart, sexy, sweet and strong. Even better, she was the same age! Rachel was tall and slender, a real charmer of a woman. She frequented the local gym and had a toned body that was to die for, but thankfully wasn’t a complete gym nut. She worked hard to maintain that perfect frame and even pushed you to join her (which you did reluctantly, but held your mournful...

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Daddy Dearest

Daddy Dearest?Although this never happened; it’s been suggested that I attempt to write something about it. As many will realize, from reading other things I’ve posted; had it happened for real, I would have been on cloud nine most of the time. My father hated that I was a sissy and did punish me regularly for that. When he heard a rumor of something I’d done, there would be a trip to the barn. That’s where my young backside would meet the strap or the ‘family’ paddle until I couldn’t sit. He...

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Auntie Dearest

Auntie Dearest Brandon tried again to explain to his mother what had happened at the store but she wouldn't even hear his side. He would be spending the summer with his aunt in the country. He knew she would understand if he could just tell her that Adam's gang had cornered him and told him that he would go through their initiation or they would fuck him up. It had been no idle threat. He knew of two other guys in school who had refused or tried to get help against the gang. ...

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Brother Dearest

Brother dearest I was born in Whitstable, England in the year 1823. I was the second son born to my father, Edward Lawrence, a merchant. My older brother, Johnathan, was only a year older than me, so we grew up being very close. My father wasn't well off but neither did we fare badly either. As children Johnathan and I were both quite adventurous and would regularly go out in the local woods, usually by foot but sometimes we could ride most of the way by horse and carriage, getting a...

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Sandra and Nicole Lucy and Dearie

I had known Kent all my life but at a distance. We were both descendants of the founding fathers of the Great Lakes Bank and Trust. The first time I remembered meeting him, we were both very young. He pulled my hair and I cried. After that, he seemed to stay away from me. He lived in Birmingham. I lived in Grosse Point Shores. For those of you unfamiliar with Southeast Michigan, let me say the difference was Old Money in the Points and new money out there in the west. There WAS a differenceMy...

2 years ago
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Endearment

*All characters are 18 years of age* ‘Hey, guys, let’s go to IHOP!’ Laughter broke out in the small room at the poor imitation of Landon’s voice. ‘Yeah, guys! We can get some man-cakes!’ I smiled, looking down at him sleeping on the bed. ‘Aw, he’s like a little angel…’ It was three in the morning, on a Sunday. The five of us, Landon, Chris, Chase, Josh and I, were spread across the beds in our hotel room. Lesbian porn was playing on the TV, but nobody was really watching it anymore....

4 years ago
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A Condition of Endearment

I am a young, petite, passable and enthusiastic transvestite. I’ve been crossdressing and working on improving my look and appearance ever since I was a sixteen year old boy. Now after two years of weekends dressed in public as Cari, I had developed quite an attractive look and appearance. It often seemed at times, that many a man would come my way.Because of my exotic and sexy appearance, things could get interesting at times. When you are dressed as an alluring, sensual woman in high heels,...

Crossdressing
4 years ago
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Terms of Endearment

“I caught you again Jake,” Michelle said in a very disappointing tone.Jake sighed and spread his hands in a helpless expression, exposing his softening cock. Both stood there in front of the open laptop, with images of porn flashing across.“Michelle, what can I do? I know we’ve been married for twenty years, and you are beyond the age where a woman is interested in sex. It just doesn’t go away for me, and I don’t want to make a mess of the sheets.”Michelle frowned, “The only one you can lust...

Oral Sex
3 years ago
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Sea FenciblesChapter 13 Terms of Endearment

When Vanessa Emerson showed at her parents' home she found Elizabeth Maynard almost vibrating with excitement. "Coome!" the formerly mute woman urged her new friend leading her up to the room she occupied on the second storey. Here she thrust a letter in Vanessa's hand. Vanessa quickly flew over the letter from her half brother. The third paragraph made her look up and smile to Elizabeth. She nodded with approval reading how Jeremiah Anson would provide for his promised before she read...

3 years ago
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Just To Eat You My Dear

Sitting at work, I have been chatting with him most of day as I have been doing for the last couple of months. I haven’t been moved to meet him as of yet and his picture didn’t turn me on all that great but I could always use a new friend. Someone I can chat with you know, just shoot the breeze. I keep putting off meeting him but finally agreed to do lunch. As we were setting up plans, time and day of the meeting he tells you he wants to meet you today. He says he wants to meet me today and I...

2 years ago
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Daddy dear

I loved to tease my dad by walking around the house almost naked. I could see him eye my tits and ass. I wore short tight t-shirts and a skimpy thong. I would walk by him and rub against him. I loved to brush my tits against him. and I did this slow. I knew it was hard to resist me. The other day when I left the shower, I walked to my room with my towel over my arm instead of around me and dad came up the hall and looked at my naked body. I walked by him and ran my exposed nipple over his arm....

2 years ago
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Martha My Dear

This is based on my actual experience with an ex-girlfriend.  I write it from her perspective because we would talk about it after our experiences, and the experience is hers, not mine..   I wanted to put it under straight sex, but after reading it over, realized it is a BDSM story.  Not as intense as the others in that category, but i realized this was more dominance/submisssion. For BDSM folks, this is about a woman ‘bottoming from the top’, as the story will reveal. Tom and I met at college...

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