Halloween Party
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Charly felt a hand on her shoulder shaking her, she blinked and opened her eyes, she saw her mother standing there and went to open her mouth, only to have her mother's hand covering it.
"Don't say a word or Master Frank will have to punish you again." She said warningly.
Charly nodded to show she understood and got up; she had been lying on her bed and didn't know how she got there. Brigit smiled at her daughter, "You are sticky and need to have a shower before lunch, now go!" She said pointing to the bathroom.
Charly put her flip-flops on and ran to the shower, she sat down on the toilet and used it before starting the shower, she noticed a heat control panel and noticed that there were several settings, cold, lukewarm, girls heat, warm, Frank's, and hot. Remembering her mother's words from earlier she pressed the button marked girl's heat, waited a few seconds and stepped into the shower.
The warmth of the water surprised her for a moment but then she got scared and went to step out of the flow, but a voice behind her stopped her. "Is there a problem Slave Charly?" Frank was in the room with her.
Charly gave a gasp, "Master Frank, I did press the right button, I'm sure I did!" She said fear in her eyes.
Frank smiled at her, "Charly you deserved a reward for doing what you did with Senior Slave Dominique and Housekeeper Brigit... not to mention what I did to you, you deserve a hot shower, now go on and enjoy it! They are few and far between!" He said and then left the bathroom.
Charly stepped back into the warm flow and started soaping her body wondering why her pussy didn't hurt her as much as she thought it should, after all Master Frank had pushed his huge cock into it and had torn that thing inside her.
Charly looked around to make sure she was alone and then pushed her finger into her pussy, this was something she had never done before and was scared of hurting herself... but this didn't hurt her and — yipe! - she touched that bump and it sent wonderful sensations to her mind, she touched it again, and again, moaning with the pleasure it was giving her...
"You're not making yourself cum without permission I hope Slave Charly?" Master Frank's amused voice sounded in the shower, immediately Charly pulled her hand away from her pussy and looked around. "Good slave, I do not give you permission... just yet." The voice said. Still Charly couldn't see anyone and so quickly finished off her shower, jumping out and drying herself on a large towel.
Looking around the bathroom Charly could see a hamper labelled dirty linen and placed her towel inside the hamper. She returned to her bedroom where her mother was waiting. "You almost earned yourself a punishment didn't you?" Brigit said.
Charly nodded her head and looked down, But Brigit lifted her face up by the chin, "You are doing perfectly my dear daughter, I love you remember that, and this is the only way I could keep you near me." She said and then her attitude changed. "Slave Charly you will follow me." She ordered and walked out of the bedroom.
In the living room Frank pressed a button on the Iron Maiden, the door opened to reveal a sweaty, sobbing girl, she looked up at her father and opened her mouth.
"Quiet Slave, you do not speak to me just yet, listen to your punishment. When you are released you will have a shower and then report to Housekeeper Brigit for lunch, after that she has full control over you... do you understand these orders?" Frank said.
Dominique noticed his displeasure, he didn't call her Senior Slave Dominique, and realised that she had overstepped some mark, she nodded her head while saying, "I understand Master Frank."
Frank nodded and then retracted the dildo, which had been set to a deeper level than Charly had endured, he then undid the shackles that kept Dominique in place, he did think about making Dominique clean up the Maiden, but realised that Charly, as a junior slave, had that duty.
Dommy stood, on shaking legs that threatened to give way on her, and waited for Frank to dismiss her, it had been so long since she had tasted the Iron Maiden, she had forgotten how disorientating it was, to be in the dark, with a dildo pushing up while feathers brushed over her sex and chest.
Frank watched his daughter as she stood in front of him, her breathing was fast and she was very flushed, 'the cold shower will do her good.' he thought to himself. "Very well Senior Slave Dominique, you may go to the shower!" he ordered curtly.
"Thank you Master Frank." Dommy replied and ran from the room. Frank looked back at the Iron Maiden, the dildo coated with shit from Dominique's ass, the feathers soggy and dripping where her sweat had coated them. He shook his head as he had wanted Charly to help him later, but the duty had to be done.
Dominique wanted to go to her room and kick the worthless Slave Wendy, the one who had caused all this by not obeying her, but knew that her father would not allow her to, if her mother had still been alive she would have ensured that Dominique took full revenge on Wendy, but that wasn't to be.
Instead she went into the shower and pressed the 'girls' heat' button which, unfortunately for her, had been reset to punishment. She stood in the middle of the cold spray and nearly screamed out but held it back, shivering she got the soap and managed to clean herself up, but even then she had to remain in the shower for a set time, before she could get out and dry herself off.
Frank kept an eye on the screen, a stopwatch in his hand, he was making sure that Dommy didn't cheat, not that he expected her to, not so soon after her punishment. He felt a movement behind him and turned to see Brigit and Charly standing in the room, Charly's head was lowered as befitted a slave.
"Yes Housekeeper?" Frank asked.
"Master Frank, the lunch is ready, who will be at the table?" Brigit asked.
Frank considered, sometimes a slave would be required to eat from a bowl on the floor while others sat at the table to eat, it wouldn't be right to make Charly do this as she was currently obeying all instructions, likewise it would be wrong to make Dommy eat from a bowl not after her punishment had been completed.
"Yes, I think that the four of us, will be eating at the table. Slave Wendy will have a light meal afterwards and I will want her in this room when she finishes." He instructed as Dominique entered the room.
"Thank you Master Frank, Slaves Dominique and Charly you will come with me!" Brigit ordered and turned to walk out of the room, Charly went with her but Dominique looked at her father first as if asking 'how can she order me?' but Frank just looked at her, she turned and sullenly followed Brigit to the dining room.
The meal was a quiet affair, slaves not allowed to speak, and Brigit couldn't break herself of the habit either. Frank was the only one speaking normally, "This meal is very good Housekeeper Brigit, where did you get the recipe?"
Brigit blushed, "It was something I learned after I left your service master, I went to night school to learn cookery." She said.
Frank laughed, "Oh yes, I must admit that was something I could never teach you. I approve Housekeeper Brigit; I trust this is something that you have passed onto Slave Charly?" He asked.
Brigit shook her head, "I'm sorry Master Frank, but it was something that Charlene... I mean Slave Charly had no interest in."
Frank frowned at this and looked at Charly. "Is this true Slave Charly?"
"I'm sorry Master Frank, but I didn't think that cooking was important." She mumbled.
"Perhaps not in your previous life, but in this one I insist that you learn." Frank said and then saw Dommy's face and then added, "And I think both Slave Wendy and Senior Slave Dominique should also learn this, it will help to make them more rounded slaves." He said and looked at Dommy as if daring her to protest.
Brigit saw his look and hid a smile, "As you command Master Frank." She said.
Frank nodded and finished his meal. Charly removed the plates — at the order of Brigit — and then Dominique brought out the dishes for the dessert — also at the order of Brigit!
As Charly sat down for her dessert she gave Frank a look as if asking permission to speak. "What is it Slave Charly?" Frank said.
"I'm sorry Master, but what is going to happen to Wend... Slave Wendy?" Charly asked.
Frank looked serious for a moment and Charly thought she was going to be punished for speaking out of turn, even though Frank had asked her. And then he spoke. "Slave Wendy requires special treatment. One which I will be requiring your help Slave Charly.
Charly almost dropped her spoon when she heard that, she opened her mouth to speak but Brigit tapped her on the wrist silencing her.
Frank noticed that and spoke again, "I'm sorry Slave Charly? You wanted to ask me a question?" He said giving Charly a chance to speak.
"Yes please Master Frank, but how am I to help you?" Charly asked.
Frank smiled, "A good question and I will answer that when we meet up with Slave Wendy, for now let's finish this excellent meal." Frank said and went back to eating.
Wendy wasn't sure what was happening to her, she was having fun with Charly and her friends trick and treating, the next thing is they're trapped inside this madhouse, where a girl, younger than she was, had stripped her and tied her to some torture rack before she started to beat her without telling her why!
And then there was Charly's mum, helping that nasty girl! Insisting that she call the nasty girl Mistress!
Then the nastiness got worse, after Charly's mum left that girl took something and pushed it up Wendy's pussy, hurting her even more, nearly making Wendy pass out.
But she wasn't finished because she went behind Wendy and pushed the thing up her bottom. It hurt even worse than before! And Wendy passed out.
When Wendy came too she was still in that torture rack but she could feel that something was inside her body, up in both her pussy and her bottom. And every time she tried to relax it was as if somebody had pressed a switch as she was electrocuted. The only time she wasn't hurt was if she moved, but she couldn't move all night... she just couldn't.
But she had to! There was no way she could dislodge those two things. And then that nasty girl asked if she had a good night!
It was when she was told to suck the nasty girl off and then was whipped just because she didn't know what to do! It was too much.
Wendy knew that someone had stopped the girl because she was told to sleep, but first the... man?... slapped her bum for not speaking right, but she has to sleep... just had to sleep... and when she wakes up it would all be a nasty dream!
"Wake up Slave Wendy!" the woman's voice was... Charly's mum! It had been a dream! Wendy was so relieved that she opened her eyes and then stopped, Brigit was naked, Wendy could see her pussy... it was just like hers with no hair! And then she looked at the room, the wallpaper and the rack in the middle of the room...
It wasn't a dream it was real!
The scream that sounded throughout the house brought Master Frank into Dominique's bedroom; Wendy was under the covers of the bed and screaming away!
Frank told Brigit "You'd better leave the room and send Slave Charly in to attend."
Brigit quickly went to do as she was told, but she left the tray of food and orange juice in the room.
Frank didn't touch Wendy, or shout at her either; both would have been a mistake. He waited patiently for Charly to arrive; when she did she stopped and then knelt down at his feet.
"Rise Slave Charly, I want you to go under those bedclothes and talk gently to Slave Wendy, for the time you are talking you will call her Wendy and accept the name Charly." Frank said.
Charly nodded her head, "Yes Master Frank." She said and, after taking off her flip-flops, raised the sheets at the foot of the bed.
"Wendy... Wendy? It's me Charly... come on Wendy talk to me!"
"G'way! They're nasty out there... they hurt me!" Wendy said curled up in her ball.
Frank could see the shape that was Charly move over the Wendy shape, holding her. He sat down on a chair, listening and watching.
"Wendy... it's all right... honest... come on. Mum's done some food for you." Charly said.
"Not 'ungry!... itsnot alright... that nasty girl... she hurt me... she put things up inside me... hurts!" Wendy said.
"I know... she's been punished for that, Master Frank is going to look after us now, he's nice... sorta." Frank smiled at that last part.
"You don't know what it feels like; she pushed something up my bottom!" Wendy said.
"So! I was in that Iron Maiden thing, there's a dildo in that, and it went up my bum, while some feathers were tickling me! That wasn't nice. And it was pitch black as well, I couldn't see what was doing it... I thought it was rats!" And the bed seemed to shiver.
"Well she'd pushed it up into my pussy, I think she tore something inside me 'cause I could see blood on that thing she used!" Wendy said trying to out-trump Charly's memory.
"That was only your hymen, all girls got one and it get's broken when a cock is pushed inside you, Master Frank told me all that before he did it to me... and I bled as well!" Charly said as the Wendy shape started to unfold.
"She... she kept things inside me... making me hurt all night... I couldn't sleep." Wendy said playing her trump card.
"Master did this to me..." Charly said and her shape moved down the bed.
"Charly what are you... No Charly you can't... WHAT'S THAT!... Oh!... Oh!... that's nice... what... Charly... whatareyou... you... Oh Charly don't stop... something... something's happening to... to... me... Charly... CHARLY... CHARLEEEEEEEE!"
The Wendy shape went rigid and then limp, Charly pulled the sheets away from both herself and Wendy, she smiled as she saw Frank sitting in the chair looking at her.
"I think Slave Wendy is feeling better Master Frank." Charly said with a wet smile on her face.
Frank nodded, "I think so too Slave Charly, how did she taste?" Frank asked her.
Charly licked her lips, "Sweet Master Frank, but what should I do now?" Charly asked.
"Get her to sit up and help her eat her lunch, take her to the shower and wash. It will be on normal mode for you two; you are to introduce her to this life. If necessary she can use the phone to contact her mother who will tell her the truth. It will be traumatic for her but she will need to learn this. After that you will bring her to the living room. Do you understand?" Frank said.
Charly nodded and then said, "I understand Master Frank... Oh!" She added as something struck her.
"Is there a problem with my orders Slave Charly?" Frank asked her.
"No Master Frank, it's just that I have to clean the Iron Maiden. My... Housekeeper Brigit told me it was my job." Charly said a worried look on her face.
Frank nodded, "I had forgotten, well you can use the cleaning of the Iron Maiden as part of Wendy's lessons. Carry on Slave Charly." Frank said and got up from his chair.
Charly bowed to him, something her mother had told her was right to do, and then picked up the tray, placing it on the chair first before returning to Wendy who was now watching the pair of them.
"Charly what did he mean? Is he going to hurt me as well?" Wendy asked her.
Charly shook her head, "That is our Master, his name is Frank and he's nice... most of the time, unless you do something that he doesn't like and then he will punish you."
"I remember him from last night... no this morning. He slapped my bum, that girl said it was because I didn't call him Master Frank." Wendy said.
Charly giggled, "That's nothing! He used something on my bum because I spoke out of turn. But he will tell you when you do something wrong, that way you can learn why." She said.
"But why? How can he do this to us?" Wendy said and unconsciously took the sandwich that Charly handed her.
"Because our mums needed money, he's paid them to keep us as his slaves." Charly said simply.
Wendy almost spat out the sandwich she was now eating. "No way! My mum wouldn't do that... would she?" She said her voice fading as she spoke. "I mean, I know she's been crying over the past few weeks... and then she seemed so relaxed. We've had no money since dad... you know..." Wendy's father had left one night, and never returned.
"And my mum's always been short of money, so Master Frank offered them money for us!" Charly said proffering Wendy the orange juice.
"But... No, she wouldn't!" Wendy said.
"I didn't think my mom would, but she's even here helping him. So it must be true!" Charly said and then gave Wendy the second sandwich. "Now, there's something you must learn. We are called Slaves! I'm Slave Charly and you are Slave Wendy! When Master Frank or Housekeeper Brigit gives us an order we have to do as they say... or else we get punished. I think normally it's a smack on the bottom, but they use things to hit us with. If we're too bad then we will go into the Iron Maiden with that dildo up our bums and being tickled with feathers!" Charly said.
"But... there're aren't any slaves. It's not right, don't you remember what Prissy Smith told us in class, and the Congress outlawed slavery! All we have to do is tell the police and they'll help us!" Wendy said but then she saw Charly's face. "They will won't they?" She asked.
"Master Frank said that we'll be allowed to go to school soon, but nobody will listen to us and if we try to run away we'll just be brought back." Charly said sadly.
"But he's telling fibs, Honestly Charly you'll believe..." Wendy said but stopped at Charly's look.
"Master Frank has always told me the truth, every time he told me about something he was right! He said that it would hurt when he pushed his cock in my pussy, he told me why and that was why I trust him... And mummy said he was a good master, so I'm staying to be what he wants me to be. Now get up Slave Wendy, you have to learn what I have!" Charly said taking hold of Wendy's arm and pulling her out of the bed.
Their first stop was the bathroom where Charly pressed the 'girls' heat' button and, preparing herself, stepped into the lukewarm flow of water. "Well Slave Wendy? Do you want to stay dirty?" She said as she started rubbing herself with the soap.
Wendy looked at her friend and stepped into the shower, "Hey! You've not got it right! Turn it up!" She said and went to press a heat button on the controller.
But Charly stopped her. "No, we haven't earned the right to hot water, and this isn't so bad, feel." And with that she pressed the cold button, immediately Wendy shrieked out in reaction to the icy flow. Charly pressed the 'girls' heat' button again and the water warmed slightly.
"But why?" Wendy asked as Charly began soaping her body.
"Because we are slaves and have to learn our place." Charly told her.
"Not that Charly, why are you doing this?" Wendy asked her.
"Because mummy told me to! I belong to Master Frank and have to do as he tells me. He's like my father to me now! I've never had a father... and... I... missed... it." Charly said feeling tears on her face.
"You never said you always seemed so happy! I'm sorry Charly." Wendy said and hugged her friend, "But you know dads aren't all they're supposed to be, look at mine!" She said with a slight laugh in her voice.
"Yeah, but at least you had one, mine's just a blank on the birth certificate!" Charly said bitterly.
Wendy didn't reply but just kept hugging her friend and so they stayed in the shower holding each other.
"Slaves? Why are you just standing there?" Brigit's voice made them jump. Charly looked around but couldn't see her.
"I'm sorry Housekeeper Brigit, but Wendy needed to be told about the shower, I will be showing her how to clean the Iron Maiden next." Charly said.
"Very well, carry on Slave Charly and Slave Wendy." Brigit's voice said, but Charly wasn't certain how much her mother had overheard of her conversation.
The two girls looked at each other and separated before finishing their shower and jumping out, they quickly dried each other off before putting on their flip-flops (Charly had been given a second pair for Wendy).
Charly took Wendy downstairs to the kitchen where she got the cloths and water so that she could wash the Iron Maiden. She handed Wendy the feathers telling her not to let them get wet.
Then they went into the living room where Master Frank was standing. Immediately Charly stopped and bowed to her master, Wendy was a beat behind but followed her friend's example.
"Well done slaves." Frank said smiling, "Slave Wendy I understand you wish to phone your mother, you do know the number I hope?" he said to the shaking girl.
"Y... yes... Master Frank." Wendy said, adding the 'Master Frank' at Charly's hiss.
"Well done Charly, I would hate to have to punish Slave Wendy so soon after her treatment by Senior Slave Dominique." Frank said as he handed a handset to Wendy.
"M... master?" Wendy said.
"Slave Wendy you will always call me Master Frank, Brigit is Housekeeper Brigit, as you are learning I will allow you a small amount of leeway, something I'm not allowing Slave Charly due to her current attitude.
She has adapted to her situation, you have not. However, this leeway will stop shortly so be aware of this." Frank said giving her a stern look.
Wendy looked at Frank's face and shuddered again, she decided that she didn't want to upset him and promised herself that once her mother knew where she was she'd soon be out of here.
She dialled her number and listened to the ringing tone... after 5 rings a man answered the phone, "Yeah! Whatta ya want?" He said roughly.
"Is... is my mum there?" Wendy said confused.
"Ya mum? Oh you mean Sal. Hold on. SAL THERE'S SOME BRAT ON THE PHONE!" Wendy could hear the man calling, after a few moments the phone was handed over.
"Wendy? What the fuck are you doing calling me? I've moved on from you now! You're his problem not mine, so don't call me again!" and the phone went dead.
Wendy looked at the handset in shock... Her mother, and it had been her voice, didn't want her... it couldn't be... just... couldn't... be...
Charly was shocked when Wendy screamed out and collapsed to the floor, but Frank was standing nearby and caught her. "Shit!" Was all he said as he held onto the falling girl.
Charly quickly went to her friend and pulled her close, relieving her Master from his burden. "What happened to her Master?" Charly asked and then covered her mouth with her hand.
"I'll allow that Slave Charly and I'm sorry for my language, I didn't expect this type of reaction... it seems that along with needing money Sally also had a boyfriend who objected to Wendy. My offer allowed her to kill two birds with one stone, so to speak."
Charly nodded and then looked questioningly at her Master, "Yes, alright Slave Charly you may speak your mind until I tell you otherwise."
Charly smiled at that, to be allowed to talk to her master unlimited. "Thank you Master, what's going to happen to Slave Wendy now?"
Frank looked at Charly, the worried frown on her face for her friend. "I have papers signed by a judge giving me guardianship of Wendy... I also have some papers with your name on it as well. These mean that I have to look after you both and ensure that you are educated. But that will occur once I'm sure you have both accepted your position in this household." Frank said watching Charly closely for any sign of despair.
However Charly's face lit up, "Does that mean that Wendy... Slave Wendy is my sister? That's wonderful... but does that mean you're my daddy?" She then added which shocked Frank.
"Well... Err... Let's say I'm your uncle. At least to the outside world and you will call me that when we are in public.
Charly looked disappointed but she nodded her head, "Yes Master Frank." She said.
"What's wrong now Slave Charly?" Frank asked her.
"It's silly Master. It doesn't really matter." She said and then added "Master I think you had better punish me for talking earlier."
"But why Slave Charly, you know I won't hold back." Frank said surprised.
"I know Master, but Slave Wendy has to learn. I think she would be better if I showed her. Please Master." She said beseechingly.
Frank sighed and shook his head wonderingly, Charly was the daughter he should have had and he missed her early years. "Very well Slave Charly. Now since Slave Wendy is recovering I think she's nearly ready to help you."
Charly hadn't noticed that Wendy was stirring, and looked at her friend with concern.
"Slave Wendy, stand up." Frank ordered handing Wendy a handkerchief, which she took and wiped her eyes.
"You are allowed to speak plainly." Frank quickly said.
Wendy looked at him "Mom... mom doesn't want me anymore!" She said and started crying again.
Charly looked at Frank and then back at Wendy, Frank held his hand out to Wendy. "I think Slave Charly you'll have to start without Slave Wendy; I'll send her to you soon." He said to Charly.
Charly nodded and picked up the bucket of warm water and walked to the Iron Maiden she opened it and sniffed, the smell of urine was strong, she smiled 'Senior Slave Dominique is just like us!' She thought to herself.
Frank was now holding Wendy in his arms as the girl cried away. "Why doesn't my mommy want me?" She sobbed.
Frank shook his head, "Child it isn't that she doesn't want you, she was in a terrible state, you see she owed a lot of money and was going to lose her house. She had just met up with someone who wasn't prepared to look after both you and her. It was a difficult decision, but she still loves you." He said calmly.
"But why didn't she say that?" Wendy asked, "Why did she have to say those things?" She added.
Frank held her, "The man was with her, he's controlling her life now, so she can't come straight out and say she misses you, but she does, you're her daughter, one day she'll be able to tell you." He said to her softly.
"But... you... brought... me... why?" Wendy asked, her sobs becoming hiccups now.
"Because Housekeeper Brigit told me about your mother's plight when she was short of money and I could afford to pay for you. Your mother's boyfriend came into the picture later, I knew he was going to be with her overnight, but I didn't realise he would still be there, I'm sorry Slave Wendy." Frank said to her standing her up on her feet.
"But... what's going to happen to me now?" Wendy sobbed.
"Well now you belong to me, did you hear what I told Slave Charly before?" Frank asked her.
"I heard something about a judge, but I didn't understand what." Wendy replied.
"I had your mother sign a legal document which assigned me as your guardian, this gives me full control over your life until you come of age, during this time I will be your uncle as well as your master, now do you understand this Slave Wendy?"
Wendy nodded and then a sudden thought struck her, "Uncle?... It's a pity you're not Charly and my father instead." She then gave a sad smile.
Frank was confused by this, "Why? Slave Charly did ask me if I would be her father, but I don't know why?" He said.
"I can't tell you why." Wendy said softly so that Charly couldn't hear her, she realise that she had almost revealed a secret.
Frank moved closer to Wendy. "Slave Wendy, there is something you have to learn, that is a slave will never, and I mean never, withhold anything from her master! Now explain yourself." Wendy looked to where Charly was busy on the Iron Maiden, her naked ass in sight, moving around as she scrubbed the floor of the Maiden.
Wendy looked at Frank's face and knew he would hurt her if she didn't tell him; she started to cry again,
"Well... Master Frank... Charly... I mean Slave Charly... told me... that she... always... wanted... a... father. It... it was... some... thing that she's... always... missed. But... she... didn't... want... anyone else... to know!" and she started to cry again, this time for telling Charly's secret.
Frank nodded, this had pulled at his heart, but he couldn't show that, not in front of both slaves. "Very well Slave Wendy, I won't tell her. Now do you feel ready to help Slave Charly in her duties?" He said.
Wendy looked towards the Iron Maiden, "I suppose I am, but do I have to?" She asked.
Frank put on a serious look, "Slave Wendy, in this household when I give a command you will have to obey it, whether you want to or not. I will not give you impossible orders and you will not be harmed if you do as I tell you. However, should you refuse to follow my orders I will punish you, it will hurt and you will not like it, but it will be done. You will always call your sister slaves as Slave and then their name, Housekeeper Brigit will be call that, I am Master Frank. Do you understand me Slave Wendy?"
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HALLOWEEN 2000 By Cathy_t_ I had been unemployed since the end of April and had been assigned, by Social Services, to work off my cash grant from Welfare, at a Senior Citizen's Day Care Facility. I found, rather rapidly, that I actually enjoyed being there and helping the residents. We would play games with them and keep them interested in life in general by coming up with projects for them to do. Not big projects, mind you, but small things that would test their memories and...
Jordan and Anna packed up their belongings, they left their small apartment in Bangor Maine and moved to Phoenix Arizona in the beginning of October. The couple were high school sweethearts, having their first date at a sophomore dance and Since then they were inseparable. Even through college they stayed close with phone calls and visiting each other as much as possible. Once they both had their degrees,Jordan in manufacturing and Anna in accounting, the two were married. They...
Let me start off by saying that Halloween is for kids. I would tend to think that most of you adults on this site would have to agree. It is not like I am anti-Halloween or anything, that would be far from the truth. Believe me, I thoroughly enjoy seeing the little ones come to the door dressed in their colorful costumes. Even better when they come to the door escorted by their hot looking moms. Not that I would ever even consider using a kid's costume as a conversation starter just to make way...
BDSMThere is no sex in this story and doesn’t necessarily a have happy ending. Murders rarely have happy endings. A big ‘Thank You’ to Mistress Lynn for editing this story and making it a much better read. **** Dexter was dressed up as a cowboy. ‘Why are you carrying a sports bag,’ his wife asked. ‘I’m Doc Holiday from ‘Gunsmoke’, and this is my medical bag.’ Marsha was dressed in a bridal gown, with a veil and tiara. Dexter knew it meant more than just wearing a costume. It was for the...
I call my mother, Julie, her twin sister, Jennie, my sister, Jessica, and my sister-in-law, Joanne, the Witches of Eastwick. Yeah, I know there were only three witches in the movie, Cher, Michelle Pfeiffer, and Susan Sarandon, but I expanded it to four to encompass my four female relatives. Definitely, the four of them are witches. Don’t get me wrong. I mean that in a good way. I love them all. Still, they are witches and their witch like behavior worsens, especially around the Halloween...
Introduction: Wife gets ravished by a horny goblin Halloween and the Goblin By rodeotexas November 2012 The young attractive couple, Kate and Dan, had recently purchased the huge old Victorian house. They knew it would be a huge renovation project but have plans to operate it as a bed and breakfast. Dan was an architect and Kate an Interior Designer which enabled both of them to work out of the house. It was the grandest house on the block but sorely in need of restoration. Three months...
I would like to relate the story of one of the best Halloween nights I had ever experienced.It occurred the year that I had auditioned and won the role of Count Dracula for a local amateur theater. I met her after the opening night performance, she introduced herself as April.Now with the exception of her long honey blond hair she bore a remarkable resemblance to famed Hammer movie star Barbara Steel. She told me how much she loved the play and my performance during our first meeting and we...
FetishHalloween Trick Or Treat Part One Halloween Trick Or Treat Part One Linda Taylor felt her skinned ass intently it hurt her to walk, her raw red, paddled ass scraped against the bottom cheeks of her Halloween Costume and with a whimper of sheer misery it dawned on her the wetness in her panties was the bright red blood the Vampire craved on Hallows Eve, however in this case it was her butt that had given up the blood.? As the coed recalled the nightmare and the trick she had taken part...
I told Jill the dreamlike story that night as we lay in bed. Initially, she was quite jealous and a bit angry, even though it was obviously a dream. There was no other possible explanation.In her anger, Jill repeated, "How could you cheat on me after all of our years together?"But, as I told and retold the story, she listened more closely. She realized that if it was real, then they had some apparent power over me. Then there was the fact that I went after her, choosing her over them in the...
SupernaturalBy rodeotexas November 2012 The young attractive couple, Kate and Dan, had recently purchased the huge old Victorian house. They knew it would be a huge renovation project but have plans to operate it as a bed and breakfast. Dan was an architect and Kate an Interior Designer which enabled both of them to work out of the house. It was the grandest house on the block but sorely in need of restoration. Three months before Halloween they had moved in with their two huge but loveable...
Halloween Costome Treat Here comes another Halloween Party at the Scene, a local nightspot that is a very popular dance club for the under 30s crowd. I am 45 but my wife is 25 and loves to go to the club with her ol' college friends. Every New Years Eve and Halloween time, the club turns up the heat and my wife Casey and I have never missed those hot nights since being married 4 years ago. It's difficult getting a reservation but Casey seems to know the owners well enough to secure our party...
ExhibitionismI heard them chanting over again, “Go ahead- go in there. I bet you won’t do it.” They were supposed to be my friends, but every Halloween they dared me to go into the old Stanworth Street warehouse. It’s not entirely their fault. Every year, I say I’m going to go in and every year I chicken out. This year will be different. Tonight is Halloween and I’m going to satisfy my curiosity.I know people say the house is haunted, but people say many things to make it sound as if they’re privy to...
Straight SexI'm Tony. I have been retired for the past five years. Sixty years young and living by myself since my wife's death two years ago. Sure, I still get horny sometimes but at my age it's pretty easy going without sex. An occasional masturbation session satisfies me for a week or two. I have to admit that it's lonely sometimes. There are only so many books you can read or movies you can rent. Once in a while one of my old co-workers will stop by for a coffee or maybe a beer. So I am not...
My name is Bethany, I’m gay, single and ready to mingle.~~~~~~~~I picked up the mail from my doormat as usual. Flicking through the bills, junk mail and flyers, one letter caught my eye. It was addressed to me and marked private and confidential, it stood out from the others because it had a small Halloween pumpkin face on the reverse. Other than that, there was no clue to reveal its origin.I placed the other letters on the hall-stand and proceeded to open my mysterious letter.Inside was an...
LesbianWhy is it when people share stories about losing their virginity, it sounds like a fucking fairy tale? If you just dig a little deeper and you learn the truth is nowhere near close. Oh, and don’t get me started on the bullshit stories people write about how when a girl is deflowered by the man of her dreams, making it sound like a loving gesture of passion and romance. Ugh!It’s said you remember the first and you remember the worst. Well, I will never forget my first or my worst. It definitely...
First TimeThis is a true story. The incident took place on Halloween in Columbus, Ohio. Nothing has been changed to embellish the story. I hope you enjoy it. Hugs, Kelly Davidson * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Here I was, parked outside a Wal-Mart on this cool, cloudy day Halloween morning trying to gather up the courage to follow a dream. It wasn't the fear of going into the store dressed that was stopping me. I had scoped out the place the night before in regular clothes (skirt...
Tom's story. The invitation arrived in the post a week before Halloween, it was a very fancy invitation hand delivered by a personal courier. I was surprised because I didn't know of any parties and trust me as an ex jock I knew pretty much every party going on. I tore open the envelope. Dear Tom, I hope you will do me the honour of coming to my Halloween party. The party will of course be fancy dress and begins at seven at the address in the header. No need...
Hey group, I thought this one up on the fly after my wife and I came back from a ghost hunt at an abandoned insane asylum. Now you know why I write what I do… Wanted to give you all a flash story just for the fun of it. I hope you enjoy it. _________________________________________________ HALLOWEEN BASH There is one holiday I like more than any other. Halloween. The fun of decorating your yard, kids running around collecting candy and wearing costumes is better than the other holiday...
I have to say that I firmly believed all of the above just a few short years back as summer ended and September led into October. At the time, if you recall, I was recently divorced and living in the city. I was doing fairly well in a managerial position at a small company my boss John had founded. It probably didn't hurt that I was seeing his wife on the side while he was working long hours at the office. It also didn't hurt that I was going out with a hot looking 23-year-old named Joyce....
"I should have followed my instinct and not attend that party," I said to myself as I entered my room and removed my Halloween costume.As I undressed I had to concentrate to clear the image of the full red lips and tiny pink tongue of the Corpse Bride licking and kissing the head of my cock. Just thinking about it caused my groin to stir."How did this happen?" I asked myself.It had not been a good end of summer. First, I lost my job and struggled to find another. By the time I did, I was broke...
Incest"I should have followed my instinct and not attend that party," I said to myself as I entered my room and removed my Halloween costume.As I undressed I had to concentrate to clear the image of the full red lips and tiny pink tongue of the Corpse Bride licking and kissing the head of my cock. Just thinking about it caused my groin to stir."How did this happen?" I asked myself.It had not been a good end of summer. First, I lost my job and struggled to find another. By the time I did, I was broke...
IncestHalloween at Work This is a true story...sort of. It is also a completely original work by me, and should be remembered as such. Thank you. Laura _________________________________________________________ Almost a year ago, just after Halloween I was in search of a job. It just so happened that a former manager, and personal friend of mine was looking for another person to work for her at the store she...
Halloween Swing Night by Tanya Fly "For the hundredth time, yes, Tommy, you can pull this off," Gina said as she applied the final touches of makeup to her husband's face. "You'll look great and all the girls are going to love it! You'll be the hit of the party, and very popular." "I don't know, Gina. What woman wants to have sex with a someone dressed like a French Maid?" Tommy smiled as he realized what he had just said. He knew that lots of women liked having sex with...
Halloween Party by Suzi (Johnson) Thomas "Hi, dear," my wife said when I walked into the house, "how was work?" "Not bad," I replied, "we landed that new account, so the boss was thrilled. What's new?" "We're invited to a Halloween party, a costume party, at the Peterson's Saturday night. Do you want to go?" In truth, we hardly knew the Peterson's, having been introduced by a friend of a friend, and we usually didn't really celebrate Halloween. "I guess so, sure, why not," I...
Halloween Delight; Part one: When I was young, I was only allowed to play in the basement. The upstairs was off limits to me as a play area. I could play in my room, but that was it, other than the basement. This was fine with me, as I found a lot to play with down there, and it was all mine. When I was either 5 or 6, I found a box full of dresses. They were from the late 1800's or the early 1900's and made of silk. They had full skirts that flowed to the ground and long sleeves....
Halloween is supposedly a good time to be a TGirl, a time of year when society seems OK with a guy dressing and acting like a girl. Several times on or around Halloween I have walked through Macys or a mall and had salesladies call out "Nice Costume". Or, I as I go into a 7-11 or supermarket, and a couple walks by, the woman will smile and say to her boyfriend, "Hey, next year, let's dress you up as a girl". What's that all about? On the other hand, if my wife and I are invited to a...
Halloween Spirit By Morpheus I stood in the middle of the office floor, looking over the cubicles and office walls which had all been covered with Halloween decorations. The company of Danner, Dyson, and Dexler...or DDD as most people called it, had always supported holiday cheer, almost regardless of which holiday it was. But since Halloween was Mr. Dyson's favorite holiday, it tended to get a little extra attention. Today was Halloween but most of the employees were thinking...
Anna felt bad about abandoning Jordan like that. She did think that they would be able to have a spa day together. She had no clue they would separate them like this. As she walked with her stylist she confided in her. "My sister is just a little nervous about who works on her hair, and face. We're new around here and she just doesn't want anything real drastic done," Anna explained. "Could you just pass that information along to her stylist so that she'll feel a little more...
I often read jokes that make me laugh. Then I think about what a good and humorous story they could make. So I decided to write about a few of them. I hope you get a chuckle out of it, or at least a smile. A big thank you goes to Mistress Lynn for taking of her time to edit this story. **** Roy and Martha Simmons had been married for over forty years. Even though they were still in love, Martha always considered Roy a cantankerous old fool. Of course, Roy always felt Martha was an airhead,...
Just a short non-erotic story for Halloween. If you’re looking for sex, it’s not here. For the rest of the readers I hope you enjoy it. A big ‘Thank You’ to Estragon for making it a much better read. * I’m what most people would call a normal, non-descript type guy. I’m 5′ 10′, weigh 160 lbs. I’m not overly smart, but not dumb either. I’ve always been on the somewhat quiet side when it came to girls. In school I was the guy you never remembered in class. You would have to look in your...
TinkerbelleMy sister , Candy, and I were fraternal twins, but looked nearlyidentical. Pretty much the same height weight and build. In high school,she was always teased about having small tits and I was always teasedbecause I was small, thin and had a big ass for a guy. Because of this wewere extremely close. Best friends really. We spent nearly all our timetogether.After college she became a consultant and I became a math teacher. Becausewe were so close, I spent lots of time at her house...
HALLOWEEN NIGHT - OCTOBER 31st 2007 It's hard to believe it's been a year since that fateful night. Almost impossible to comprehend the changes that have occurred in my life, in my outlook on life, on who I've become...on what I've become...on the horrible things I've done...I'm going to drink from her breasts tonight...those beautiful orbs that are filled with thick, delicious creamy milk that her body has manufactured for my sister. Then I'm going to make love with her...unmasked at last.I...
Spells 'R Us: Halloween Party By Bill Hart The Lambda's Halloween party was tonight. Just about everybody, who was anybody, on campus would be there. CeeJay Larson hadn't picked out a costume yet. But then, he hadn't figured on being invited at all. His fraternity was the butt of some really weird rumors, so he'd been almost shocked when he and a couple of his brothers received invitations. He was looking for something unique. What he seen so far rummaging through through...
Halloween Flirt By Alice Barry I was just going to stay home and have a quiet night by myself when I received an email from my friend Debbie to come to a birthday party at her home on Halloween. I had been to her birthday bash before. She goes all out encouraging outrageous costumes for her Halloween birthday. I think I was invited because of my reputation for fantastic desserts, not for my friendship. Debbie and I had dated for a while several years ago, but it never went anywhere....
"Halloween Parties Last Call" We were in Dennis' apartment at the end of the evening of the Halloween party. Everyone had left but Dennis wasn't finished with me just yet. "Walk like a lady for me, go on Tim!" he said ordering me to strut and mince around the living room in front of him like I was some kind of a tart! I really didn't want to but did what he asked anyway. He was studying my Halloween outfit, a complete housewife/drag affair that was over the top with too much...
Halloween Trilogy of Transformation By Julie O Edited by Amelia R. On All Hallow's Eve strange forces sometimes come together and change people's lives forever. Sometimes the person is seeking change, sometimes they are forced, and sometimes it's just a trick of nature. Chapter 1 Greg Jenkins was sitting in the break room of Bolton Incorporated, an international...
Note: not to be read by anyone under 18 This story is a mix of fiction and a true event that had happened on a Halloween night not too long ago Enjoy! Halloween revenge! For the last few years my girlfriend Chris I have been going to Halloween parties of friends, we have always chosen costumes with themes and went with it! Nurse, Doctor, Vampire, Witch, Zombies But this year was going to be different Chris said she would pick the theme. In September I had finally...
Halloween - All Saints' Day and Beyond Authors Note: Halloween Getting what is Deserved I had intended to be a one-off standalone story. Feedback and comments posted or emailed have encouraged me to at least consider continuing the story of Olive and Samantha. Thank you all for the constructive comments, I do appreciate all the feedback received Thanks also to Cressar for his time in editing, commenting and tweaking this story --- --- Halloween - All Saints Day and...
Halloween: After the Party- X Author's Note: Seems that there was room for a sequel by request. I was nervous as I approached the door to Starbucks. I could see my hand shaking as I reached for door handle. I don't know why I was so nervous; it was a first date, sort of. I mean we had already spent some time together. I had no problem at all spotting Terri sitting at one of the little tables. She appeared to have been here a little while already. She had a cup sitting on the...
Halloween Part Three: Chapter Four: Back to School It was only after I broke off my kiss with their sports teacher that I remembered who and where I was. Oh my god! What kind of example was I setting to my daughters as a father or was it as a mother? In fact was it as a man or a woman? It was easy to think of myself as a woman standing here amongst the other mothers dropping their kids off at school, dressed as a French Maid. I must have secured the sexiest teacher in school...
The young attractive couple, Kate and Dan, had recently purchased the huge old Victorian house. They knew it would be a huge renovation project but have plans to operate it as a bed and breakfast. Dan was an architect and Kate an Interior Designer which enabled both of them to work out of the house. It was the grandest house on the block but sorely in need of restoration. Three months before Halloween they had moved in with their two huge but loveable Rottweiler's, Amadeus and Rolf. Amadeus...
Louise had her ear leaned up against her brother's door, hearing his muffled voice through the wood. "Let me see," she called back through. "There's no way I'm going to a party like this. Just forget it." "It's not that bad. Open up and let me see." Frustrated, Louise pressed her skull into the wood, considering popping the lock briefly, and even more briefly, considering letting her brother off the hook. A few seconds later, the knob clicked. Louise stepped into his...
After a serendipitous hookup with Roxanne on Halloween night, I was quite smitten by our unplanned intimate exchange. Roxanne had babysat for Janice and me on several occasions and while she was very cute, I had never entertained any untoward thoughts about her. Now, after our Halloween hookup, my mind was full of all types of inappropriate thoughts and designs.I didn’t quite expect to fall into an illicit relationship with an eighteen-year college freshman who also happened to be our family...
Office SexMom always said I had to learn things the hard way and she was usually right. In retrospect I had it all: I was the captain of the cheerleaders, I was dating the high school quarterback and I was at the top of my class academically. To make my blessed life even more envious to most, I come from a very wealthy family and I am very, very pretty. My long black as night hair, aqua blue eyes have gotten me the attention of many boys and men; my long legs have also been a great attention...
On Halloween, no one was surprised when I went to school as one of my favorite female final fantasy characters. The guys walk to school together and to my surprise they kept sneaking in little ass spanks while we walked. They had dressed up as home made transformer characters so they acted like they were attacking my ass. I had to hide my love for it and kept telling them to “quit it” all the while trying to keep my boner from growing in the short skirt. Math first period, usually puts me to...
Introduction: I am headed to by boyfriends Halloween Frat Party with my roommate. Shes going as a slutty cheerleader, while Im a sexy witch. She seems really eager to go, probably because shes a slut in real life, but Im going just to support by boyfriend since hes setting up this party for his frat. This is a free Halloween Special by EFon. Follow the links at the end to get a free mobile version. tags: public outdoor sex, monster rape, cheating, college party, accidental drug use, strange...
Masa held my hand as we navigated through the mass of humanity in the Shibuya Crossing toward BIC Camera, one of the largest shops near the station. We walked along the sidewalk feeling like salmon swimming upstream. After a couple of minutes, Masa pulled me into a tiny side street barely 10 feet wide—more like a wide paved path. We passed dozens of postage stamp sized pubs and eateries stacked from the ground to higher floors, each with its loyal clientele. Halfway down the block, Masa pointed...
FetishHalloween. It's just an excuse to go out drinking with friends like anyother night, only this time in a ridiculous costume. And since my friendsand I definitely like to party, it makes sense that I dress up for theoccasion.This year, I decided to surprise the guys by dressing up as a girl. Atcostume shops they have a thousand different "sexy" costumes. Sexy cat,sexy cop, sexy pirate...I always loved it when I saw girls wearing thesecostumes, so I thought it would be fun to put one on myself. I...
Halloween. It's just an excuse to go out drinking with friends like anyother night, only this time in a ridiculous costume. And since my friendsand I definitely like to party, it makes sense that I dress up for theoccasion.This year, I decided to surprise the guys by dressing up as a girl. Atcostume shops they have a thousand different "sexy" costumes. Sexy cat,sexy cop, sexy pirate...I always loved it when I saw girls wearing thesecostumes, so I thought it would be fun to put one on myself. I...
an original story by me. its not true more of a fantasy...this story starts october 14th. first of all i am a 23 year old boy, i just moved to a different state to go to college, i dont have many friends and have only been her a couple of months.today was like any other day, had to wake up early and go to work for a couple hours before school. julia, one of the first people i met here, approached me today and told me about an "awesome" party tons of the students have every halloween. she tells...