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"You've met Alicia my fifth daughter and this giant teddy bear is JeanPaul." The biggest man I'd seen so far in Tumali came laughing from behind her, threw his arms around me and lifted my feet well off the ground. "That's a real bear hug," Allaice grinned but I cried out from the pain and then grinned when he set me down.
"JeanPaul is not my real name but this Frenchie woman couldn't say it and renamed me. Now everyone calls me JeanPaul. I don't mind though." A huge grin lit up his face and as soon as my feet were back on the floor he gave his partner a similar hug and playfully tossed his daughter squealing in the air a couple of times. I introduced Roger and Sumala although I guessed they already knew their names.
"Why is he tied to her mummy?" Alicia asked.
"So he does not run away and get into trouble," I answered which caused more laughter from everyone except Roger.
"You would like shower I expect?"
"We had a very good shower yesterday afternoon," Sumala commented, "But we'd better have another."
"Something a little less powerful and quieter would be nice," I quipped and we had to explain about the storm.
"Leave us your clothes and I will wash them so you have clean for morning. You will not need any tonight. It is warm in house and we do not wear any in evening."
Refreshed, we sat around the table and ate our first proper meal in several days. The conversation was on us, and each time I broached the subject of her being in Tumali, Allaice said we would talk on her life tomorrow when we would be less tired.
That was true. By ten o'clock my eyes were closing. JeanPaul had taken Alicia to the children's house for the night and Allaice showed us to their bedroom. It had two beds, one much bigger than the other which I guessed was to hold the enormous bulk of JeanPaul. "You won't mind I think, if I take Suma to bed me tonight. The big bear will like to have you. It is the custom in Tumali I think you know." I smiled, more at her phrasing than at what she said but she assumed I agreed. In fact, having seen that his prick was in proportion to his frame, I was a little concerned that I might not take it easily. She must have noticed my expression. "You not worry. He is gentle. I know from first time he fuck me."
Roger and Sumala were both sporting erections and I didn't want to alienate him further. "Would you like to take Roger first?" I asked her praying that she would agree. A further slight would flatten his self esteem even further.
"Do I have to chain him to me too?" She adopted the Tumalian habit of smiling widely.
"No, but I mustn't unchain him without fastening him to another."
"You get to watch then." Poor Roger's face went red. I don't know why. I'd watched him before and he'd watched others fuck me often enough. Maybe it was because JeanPaul had returned and sat with his arms around me while we watched. Fortunately Roger's erection kept standing and, after some initial faltering, he gave Allaice a creditable fuck. Having abstained for a couple of days, he wasn't long in shooting his seed into her. From what I could see of her belly, I guessed she was in the early stages of pregnancy so he wouldn't be fathering a baby with her.
I shooed him to the far side of the big bed and readied myself for the Big Bear's weapon. "I won't hurt you," he said, "I've had many women now."
His entry did hurt a bit but it was nothing I couldn't withstand without crying out and soon I was thrusting back to meet his loins. When I glanced at Roger he silently mouthed 'whore' and I felt like giving him a backhander but was too busy holding on to JeanPaul. I almost couldn't get his near hard prick in my mouth to clean it and had to lick up and down the length of his shaft. My vagina once again felt tender but I wasn't about to mention it, nor get up for some lotion. I quickly fell asleep snuggled in the big man's arms.
I awoke when he moved his frame to go for a piss. Roger was already awake and I noticed his usual morning hard-on. I spoke, I thought, in a kindly way, "Okay Roger, come and relieve yourself."
"Don't patronise me bitch! You think I wish to bring myself down to your level Miss Innocence now turned in to Miss Bluestone Slut. No thank you!" He turned away.
The hatred in his voice appalled me and I almost started crying but when I moved my head I saw, all the others were watching and they'd all heard the remark. I had to do something. I had to keep my authority over him. "Suma, would you get the strap the Major presented to me when he gave me the bluestone please. It's in my backpack." He seemed surprised and Roger looked apprehensive but he had just a hint of a smile that in my mind said, "She'll only threaten me with it. She'll never dare use it. She knows what I'm like with pain." "Thank you Suma. Now would you mind holding him over the edge of the bed please?"
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Our Ordeal in Tumali Our Ordeal in TumaliSynopsis?You really are a cunning, conniving and unscrupulous bastard Ted Sullivan, I?m glad that I?m a civil servant at the Foreign Office and not a reporter on your staff. How could you be so cruel as to send two innocent young people to a country in the middle of nowhere knowing they will be raped and tortured? Sacrificing them to the god of money. ? Our Ordeal in Tumaliby obohobo WarningsPlease take note!The text in this story contains erotic...
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I knock on Roger’s door, he answers and lets me in. he is wearing his wifes skirt and blouse. I ask to use the bathroom and return in a pair of white lace panties and a short skirt. roger is in the kitchen making a coffee, I stand in the doorway watching him. when he turns round he smiles his appreciation so I lift my skirt so he can see my panty cock. a bulge develops in the front of his skirt, I am happy he likes what he sees. we sit on the sofa next to eachother and he puts some transsexual...
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This continues the story of the mother and daughter caned by Mrs. Denver together called Mrs. Denver Spanks Mother and Daughter. Eventually Jenny had recovered enough from the caning to phone her Mother. She still didn’t want her to spank her, and even knowing the argument was useless she was again the arrogant 42 year old who had survived a caning and expected to convince her Mum not to spank her but to just sign the letter. Olivia listened to her Mum as she phoned Grandma to explain she...
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Lauren woke to a gentle breeze that flowed into the bedroom where the aftermath of marathon sex filled the air. It didn't matter that she was thoroughly satisfied, after hours of sleep her body still showed signs of desire. The essence of her mistress, the one she called Domina, made her body ache and burn with smoldering heat. Her torso grew red, and while she blushed she realized that her mistress slept soundly beside her. She should be asleep too because her body bore the markings of a sated...
BDSMSeveral months had passed since Peter had been punished by Auntie Wendy and her friends, Sylvia Davies and Natalie Bolton. She had wanted to punish him again soon after he had recovered from the hiding that he had taken from the ladies, but this had to be postponed indefinitely as her husband had stayed at home rather than heading abroad again to play golf, or meet his fancy woman, or whatever he did during his months away. However, he had finally left for ten weeks that Monday morning and Mrs....
SpankingThis story continues with Jenny arguing with her Mum and suffering the consequences Jenny had spent a glorious hour on her bed with her vibrator giving herself several more orgasms. Now it was time to telephone her Mum, although by now the old Jenny returned, lippy, unthinking, and quite furious that her Mum had brought the additional caning on her without even telling her to expect it. Her Mother answered, and Jenny blasted off straight away, “How dare you Mother, asking her to cane me again,...
This continues the story of the mother and daughter caned by Mrs. Denver together called Mrs. Denver Spanks Mother and Daughter. Eventually Jenny had recovered enough from the caning to phone her Mother. She still didn’t want her to spank her, and even knowing the argument was useless she was again the arrogant 42 year old who had survived a caning and expected to convince her Mum not to spank her but to just sign the letter. Olivia listened to her Mum as she phoned Grandma to explain she...
My spankings at Mrs. Taylor’s house continued after I had left school. She had summoned me to her home every six to eight weeks or so during my time in the Sixth Form, most of the time with just her, sometimes with a special guest in attendance too. There had been a couple of occasions where Pauline Manson and Jane Wardell had joined Auntie Wendy to discipline me; my ex-Maths Mistress, Louise Walton had also popped over once again and, most interestingly for me, Rachel Lindley, the lesbian PE...
SpankingThis dude sent me a link for a compilation of painful first anal experiences. They look real. Most likely they are not first anal but painful anal. I know about painful anal. It took me a quite awhile to learn how to take anal, I had to be force in the beginning. When your a bitch like me you want cock bad, so I endured the pain to please guys and learn how to take it. Even after learning how to open up and let a guy stretch my hole, I hooked up with guys who knew how to make it hurt and wanted...