Breaking Cain
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Witnessing the Complete Degradation of Cassandra and SierraBy The Qmoq (c) 2010Story codes: M/f+, F/f+, M+/f+, anything else with /f and /f+! exhibitionism, humiliation, S/M, bondage, serious, consensual, watersports.Synopsis: Two buxom women consent to be degraded, teased, fondled and screwed by a mixed audience of perverts over a long evening.The arena most reminded me of one of those Victorian teaching hospitals, where there’s a corpse in the middle of an oval arena with a couple of tiered...
Part 1 Princess Cassandra Orsini smiled wickedly at Dina, as Dina was repeatedly whipped. Not permitted to punish Cassandra physically the school master had to resort to whipping Dina. It had been 10 years that Dina had been whipped mercilessly almost every week. It had never gotten easier. Her knees pressed up against the marble floor of the grand palace of Cephalonia. She was completely naked, her hands properly folded behind her own head. She let out sniffles and...
(I would read Part 1. Before you proceed otherwise this will just be a whole lot of letters) (I wrote the first part as a stand alone TG / TF story. Then I wanted to know what happened next so I thought about it and here it is in a serialized form.) ..... Now Brad has lost his masculinity to the Cassandra curse will he embrace his new sexuality and is anyone ever really free from the Cassandra Curse. The Cassandra Curse Part 2. 1) (Cassandra) I am Cassandra Satirise...
The Cassandra Curse Part 1 (Brad) "Would you like to know what it feels like to be inside of me?" she says and smiles. The woman before me is hotter than anything I ever saw outside of a porn movie. She is maybe 5ft 10" but she wears these black heels so probably about 5ft 7". She wears a classy but borderline trashy black dress low cut, thin straps that show off her slender shoulders but more importantly her tits. Her breasts are big but not cartoon big a double d at a guess but on...
I looked up and saw my 18 year old Cassandra looking at me. I didn't know what to say. I was mortified. She just stood there looking at the three of us. Felicia perked up and she said, "what does it look like we were doing? Having sex cassandra. And don't act like you don't want to. Daddy knows all about the three of us and you watching him and touching yourself..* She stood there for another moment or two and then walked out and went into her room. I jumped up and put my shorts on.I ran to her...
I have a destiny. Not of fate or divine cause, yet one I have a duty to fulfill. It has been thus since my birth. It was the destiny of my mother and hers, and hers before, going back countless generations. It has not been forced upon me, yet it is as inescapable as the dawn.I am Cassandra of the Hetari, a Sisterhood of Courtesans who serve the Great Families of the Seven Lands. For a thousand years, my Sisters were bred for beauty and grace, and we alone can sate the desires of the Men Who...
SteampunkCassandra Part 1 By Cherysse St. Claire Cassandra is a tease, a flirt, a slut, a girl who lives very much for the moment. Unconcerned with propriety or fashion trends, she dresses in clothes that go right for the jugular of a fetishist's libido. Spandex, leather, latex, spike heels, corsets, overdone hair, make-up and fingernails are her stock-in-trade. Cassandra flaunts her outrageous body with wanton abandon. She is soft, sinuous, seductive, an open invitation to sample her...
We were 2 in her car dress as little cute girl by miss Cassandra after breakfast Going to make the grocery miss Cassandra relating how good little girly boy we were, learning i wasn't alone to have met the black young neighbor living near the campwe both had suck him , me last night, images of the young boy a bit younger than me , with such a bigger cock , feeding it to me by miss Cassandra and him kissing i was fetching stuff on the list, my ''sister'' did the same Cassandra just walking the...
Cassandra Part II By Cherysse St. Claire The days and weeks seemed to fly by. My new position at Barnes and Bidwell was a dream come true. It provided me with a cute income to cover my personal expenses (Melissa took care of most everything), exactly fit my bubbly, flirtatious personality, and offered me unlimited opportunity to meet - and have - men! Melissa did everything in her power to reinforce my bizarre new lifestyle as a nymph. We went to the salon every week and Melissa...
Lana’s accusation echoed up the stairs to the second floor where I was. Her mother’s pussy clenched on my futa-dick. I groaned, trembling, staring down at my best friend as she stared up at me, the other sixteen-year-old girls attending her slumber party arranged around her at the stair’s vase. They were all only wearing bras and panties, their eyes wide at seeing my naked body pressed against busty Mrs. Teller’s equally naked flesh. “I...” I sputtered. “Honey,” Mrs. Teller said, squirming,...
My name is Mistress Cain. Ironic now since that is also my favorite toy. Spelling is different as in cane. I have three. One at home and two here at My name is Mistress Cain. Ironic now since that is also my favorite toy. Spelling is different as in cane. I have three. One at home and two here at school. One is always prominent on my desk. I am the Headmistress of a prestigious all-girls school, teaching girls to be ladies and to be at the top of the chain in big businesses from...
I went to sleep in my room at the camp , all 5 of us now pretty little girl in disney pijamas under miss Cassandra total controlall 5 in the living room watching a movie arguing who is the best cock suckergiggling calling the other lil slut, our butt plug all buzzing keeping us under the sissy spellMiss cassandra website now fully online . her little boys ready for the auctionone by one she took us to the shooting room and advertise us by helping us naked and dess in new sexy little pink undie...
This story has to be in the third person. I cannot do this in the first person, I cannot bring myself to put myself in this man’s shoes, so forgive me, because we all know that sooner or later everybody has to answer the final roll call. * The unarmed Medevac chopper hit the ground hard almost tossing out the Crew Chief, who was already precariously perched on the skid and ready to jump to the ground. The platoons of Huey Gunships circled the LZ, using their fifties and forty millimeter guns...
It has been a week and i know now this place is curse , every night i get nightmares and takes randoms big black cock in me in my dreams not able to do anything else it seems, waking up trembling in my bed ass up , cum dripping in my boxer , feeling shamefull i had cum from the dreamashame i spent my day, reliving the last dream over and over in my head wondering about all other boys at the camp , do they too?Cassandra keeping us doing chores and getting shit done around her campits true none...
Cassandra Steps Out By: Rachael Free I wake up and feel really weird. The last thing I remember is getting dressed in my jeans and tee shirt flirting with a few girls in the local bar. I knew a few of them but for the most part these girls are new meat. Tonight was a target friendly environment. One girl I remember was a hot blonde, Amber. She seemed to pay me the most attention. I'm a player really and hit on any woman I can meet. Last night I had my eye on this really hot...
Is it bad that I take my 18-year-old daughter and dress her in a very very very seductive sexy school girl outfit and have her dollar face up with makeup? She loves it and so do i. I brought her out in the truck dressed up in her school girl outfit painted with makeup. She had high heels on. I took her down to the edge of a field a few miles away and fucked her like a dirty slut right in the grass. She loves playing dress up with me. I took her to very very sleazy hotel a few nights ago.. had...
The seeker was certainly beautiful, I mused, and so easy to manipulate; it was unfortunate she was so high maintenance, or I might have been tempted to have her as an actual partner instead of a thrall. But she wanted to be romanced, and I didn't have time for that shit. Taking her mind had been ridiculously easy; I made Solas tell her he was worried he was possessed, and after she'd expended her powers on the poor mage, I took her while she was helpless to resist, her seeker abilities not...
When Daddy got home from work, Patti was already in the shower. Daddy had called her earlier with the news they were going out for dinner. Daddy walked into the bathroom and joined her in the shower, much to her delight. Daddy helped her wash her hair. She loved the feeling of daddy's fingertips massaging the shampoo, then conditioner through her long strands of hair. He would turn her around to face him as she leaned back and let the water rinse out the suds. He leaned down and kissed...
The captain asked me to do another little chore for him in the early spring of that busy year, (ed: it must be 1778 but this is from the journal labeled 1777) about the time they were packing up to move the whole army south and east a bit to keep an eye on the Brits. I always worried when he smiled at me and asked for a favor. It seemed that a local woman, from a family of some note, wished to be transported to New York by way of Philadelphia in order to marry an up-and-coming naval officer,...
Tears fell down my cheeks as I stared at my new cock sprouting from where my clit used, the folds of my pussy wrapped about its base. It was still wet and shiny with Mrs. Teller’s hot pussy. The MILF, mother of my best friend, had rode me so hard, so eager to cum on my dick. I thought, finally, that I had her. After lusting after her for years, I had the MILF in my arms. Yes, I didn’t imagine I would grow a cock at sixteen and fuck her with it, or that a naughty futa-fairy would visit me in...
Soon after realizing I was pregnant, I quickly faded out of my usual social routines. I didn’t speak to Caine again for about a year after the incident at the hostel. I was in shock, I think, and it caused me to push Caine out of my life. It really hurt his feelings and he wouldn’t talk to me for a long time after that, but I didn’t give up. I could never stop thinking about what had happened between us and I knew that we weren’t done yet. I don’t want to sound creepy, but since Caine...
Cassandra is a drop dead sexy 26 year old blonde with long hair reaching down to the small of her back. She is 5'10" even without the 6 inch heels she normally wears. Her 38DD-26-34 body is barely covered by her straining white tank top and denim miniskirt. Her creamy white legs are just to die for. Her beautiful feet and manicured red painted toenails are enshrined in a pair of enticing white strapped 6 inch stilettos. One thing is racing through her mind and that is that she needs a new slave...
BDSMIt had more than a day and still I was feeling sick, although for me the most important thing was not to let mistress know I was still feeling like crap. If she knew… I would have to go to the doctor although I haven’t yet visited the doctor with my Mistress, I was scared. All my life I had been scared of the doctor’s office and hospitals. People in scrubs actually freak me out; I want nothing to do with any of it.I was woken from my rest with a soft shake to my side. “Come on pet, get up,...
FetishI was a small brat , mommy had trouble with me , school had problem with me and was going to a discipline camp before college mommy couldn't deal with me at home she said sending me away for 2 monthi was upset and dropping my bag on a bunk bed cursing at the world for being stuck at this off city camp Miss cassandra waited for all of us to be there we were 5 , white little brat teens all looking upsetshe made a speech , telling us we were bad student blablabla and were here to remedy to that...
My name is Josh Carlson, I work as a psychiatrist in a city called Inassey and this is my experience with the case of Cassandra Dean. Up until now I did not even bother sharing what happened during my encounter with Cassandra in fear that people would assume that I am a delusional deviant for coming up with such an outrageous and seemingly fictive story, but to whoever is reading this, I can assure you everything that you will read did in fact occur and everything written below is nothing but...
Cassandra was finally 16. It didn't have much change on her life, but surprisingly that shining April morning she felt different. Despite her new feelings she still awoke and headed to do her normal daily routine. On her way to the bathroom to get in the shower, she found a bouquet of flowers by her door and immediately knew they were from her father, without fail, every year he gave her a wonderful arrangement and this years had to be the best of them all. She had good premonitions about today...
First TimeCassandra stood staring at herself in the mirror of the poshest hotel in Glasgow , the night had been nearly 2 months in planning when during a drunken night of sexual play with her husband when he asked her what she wanted for her 30th birthday she joked a gangbang . well it was mostly a joke , like a lot of ladies it was a fantasy she had always wondered about but like most ladies never done anything about it . in the time between then and now as her husband brian teased her about how he was...
Thanks for all the awesome feedback on Part One of the story, A lot of you readers have already approached me asking when they can expect part two… well the wait is over, any feedback is greatly welcomed! Thanks again! “Good Afternoon Dr. Carrington’s Office.” “Hello Dora, Cassandra Wells calling,” I said. “Hello Ms. Wells what can I do for you?” the receptionist replied. “I would like to book an appointment for Charlie, seems she has become unwell and I am also aware that she hasn’t had her...
LesbianPlease note that this story is based completely on fantasy, any feedback is welcome but go easy on me this is my first story.~Charlie I awoke to the feeling of an intense heat overcoming my body. I lay there with Mistress Cassandra’s arms wrapped gently around me; she slowly and passionately was kissing my neck. I had met Mistress while soul searching in Europe; we were both passengers on the 114 to Pearson. I had made my way to my seat looking out the window wondering if I still knew who I...
LesbianAll characters and places in this story are fictional and in no way reperesent any person or places. My name is Dereck Williams and I work as a lab instructor at a local community college. I am 40 and about 6’ tall with brown hair and a nice build, but I wouldn’t say that I’m every girls dream. I’m shy and therefore stay pretty much to myself without doing much dating.Recently, I walked into lab to teach a class and was stunned by what I saw. There in the front row was an angel. She...
Love StoriesAuthor’s note: I would like to thank my editor, honeywldcat, for all her help and advice! Check out her submissions! Kissing Cassandra Prologue Present Day Korey heard his doorbell ring. He muted the TV and moved his laptop onto the coffee table. He guessed it was going to be a sales person, probably inquiring about shampooing carpet or some sort of solicitation. As the door opened, his suspicion escalated to confused anger. Bethany. He moved to shut the door in her face, but she stopped...
Thanks for all the awesome feedback on Part One of the story, A lot of you readers have already approached me asking when they can expect part two… well the wait is over, any feedback is greatly welcomed! Thanks again! “Good Afternoon Dr. Carrington’s Office.” “Hello Dora, Cassandra Wells calling,” I said. “Hello Ms. Wells what can I do for you?” the receptionist replied. “I would like to book an appointment for Charlie, seems she has become unwell and I am also aware that she hasn’t had...
Prolog Männer sind jämmerlich. Sie sind so einfach zu durchschauen und zu manipulieren. Denn sie denken nur ans Ficken und wenn Du weißt, wie Du als Frau das ausnutzen kannst, hast Du gewonnen. Aber auch die meisten Frauen sind jämmerlich. Sie denken, dass sie sich von einem Mann ficken lassen müssen, um an das zu kommen, was sie wollen. Manche Frauen wollen sogar nur eines, den Mann selbst. Oder – noch schlimmer – sie wollen nur einen bestimmten Mann und keinen anderen. Eines schlägt dem Fass...
Mommy thinks i only work after school for her as a barista at her coffee place i used to, until i endup being her petI would have never imagine her spreading her legs and offering me her cunt to lickshe is 50 and quite sexy but so cold and reservedyet , 3 weeks after i started , i was invited to dinner or a review she saidafter the dinner and her telling me i had a good start i was asked if i smoked weed, i got shy saying no until she got one out lighting it going in the backseat at the...
My eyes open with the gentle humming of my small alarm clock. I quickly shut it off so as not to disturb anyone else in the room. Its 4:30am, well before light creeps into the day and the room is now pitch black. Very quietly I rise up on my hands and knees and crawl off of the small doggy bed on the floor next to the big bed. It's embroidered with my name "Heather" in pink because it's my bed and I'm the pet of Mistress Cassandra.. I'm silent when I move because I have done this so...
Cassie was falling into a pleasant routine. Her interlude with the two young masters at the swimming hole was most enjoyable and she appreciated their fine young cocks with the vast resources of creamy cum. She was not as pleased with the midnight sorties into her bed by the young boys because she knew it was she who would suffer the humiliation of a well-deserved whipping. Her thoughts of the prison on the other side of the ocean and her sometimes ill treatment at the hands of jailors,...
As Cassandra felt the delights of Alfonse’s cock for the first time and drank of his blood to fulfill her destiny more than her body was changed. Yes, she became a vampire as was he, but somehow the desires to know everything flooded her mind and body both. This is the continuation of the short story written originally for a contest. Without the word count limitation now in place, see just how far our little vamp slut will go to find the answers to her fantasies. Cassie grinned from ear to ear...
Even though it wasn't my wedding, I still remember the day vividly. Each sigh of happiness from the grandparents as the bride floated down the aisle. Each tinkle of crystal as spoons crashed against champagne glasses, signaling for one more kiss from the happy couple. Each time my heart broke into a million pieces. I remember everything... "Aren't they a lovely couple?" "Pardon?" I turned to see who had spoken and smiled as my Aunt Rose tipped her glass of champagne back, draining the...
Amanda was on pins and needles all day at work thinking about the nice police captain and how she had made special effort to protect her from the sexual advances of whatever it was that was in her house and bothering her at night when she was supposed to be alone in her bed. She had told Claire to stay in school studying and not return home before she got off from work. The girl was a real handful now that she had passed puberty but she was truthful and obedient to a satisfactory degree. The...
Hello Friends. This is back from Mumbai with yet another sexy story. Thanks everyone for your response from the previous story. I got a call from tina that she wanted to have fun with me to which i agreed and reached her home at 3 pm in the afternoon. ( Tina was the same girl with whom i had sex in my previous story including Tinas mom Smita and two of Smitas friend Babita and Madhu ) She was there only in her lingerie and gave me a hot welcome smooch. She was looking mind blowing with her...
MY SENSUAL JOURNEY - PART ONE By Katharine Sexkitten The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. It's a clich?, but it's true. It's a clich? because it's true. And it's true even if you don't know you're on the journey. My first step was when I was ten years old. Someone gave my mother a pair of boots, for a present. I can't remember if it was her birthday or Christmas. She politely smiled and said thank you, and never wore them. They were a little too risqu? for her...
Well, here’s the deal, I entered this story in a contest, unfortunately for me it wasn’t selected as a finalist. Luckily for you guys you get to read it before the contest begins since the rights have been released back to me now. I ask that you accept it as a slightly rewritten version of the original (which I found much too short for my style of writing) and send your comments and votes to let me know how I’d have done if it had been chosen. For this I give you my heart felt thanks. So, here...
*Intro* ‘Why did you become a phone sex actress?’ One of my favorite callers asked me during a Thursday evening conversation. I thought about an answer for a few moments. It wasn’t the first time that question had come up, far from it, callers asked me all the time. This was the first time one of my regular callers asked me in a tone that hinted he really wanted to know the answer. It would have been easy for me to lie or give a sexy little answer. ‘I’m always horny and phone sex is the...
It had more than a day and still I was feeling sick, although for me the most important thing was not to let mistress know I was still feeling like crap. If she knew… I would have to go to the doctor although I haven’t yet visited the doctor with my Mistress, I was scared. All my life I had been scared of the doctor’s office and hospitals. People in scrubs actually freak me out, I want nothing to do with any of it. I was woken from my rest with a soft shake to my side. “Come on pet, get up,...
Please note that this story is based completely on fantasy, any feedback is welcome but go easy on me this is my first story. ~Charlie I awoke to the feeling of an intense heat overcoming my body. I lay there with Mistress Cassandra’s arms wrapped gently around me, she slowly and passionately was kissing my neck. I had met Mistress while soul searching in Europe, we were both passengers on the 114 to Pearson. I had made my way to my seat looking out the window wondering if I still knew who I...
All characters and places in this story are fictional and in no way reperesent any person or places. My name is Dereck Williams and I work as a lab instructor at a local community college. I am 40 and about 6’ tall with brown hair and a nice build, but I wouldn’t say that I’m every girls dream. I’m shy and therefore stay pretty much to myself without doing much dating. Recently, I walked into lab to teach a class and was stunned by what I saw. There in the front row was an angel....
(CONCLUSION) The trials in Salem were long drawn out and totally unrewarding. The faint echoes of Old World prejudices and horrors of the Inquisition did not sit well with most of the populace. The benefit of midwifery and healing by herbs and potions was easily accepted by the simple folk in a place lacking the skills of the trained physician or surgeon. Cassie was lucky to be taken away from the scrutiny of the elders for it is certain they would have found some excuse to cause her great...
Note: This is not your usual Lush story. It is an experimental play in a theater of the absurd style. There is no sex but it is an entertaining comment on marriage. I encourage you to indulge in something different. I think it will make you laugh and maybe cry.Scene: A formal living room. Mortimer is seated on a sofa in the center of the room when Myrtle enters and sits on the sofa next to him. She is wearing a blue floral dress and a pearl necklace, her gray hair is tied in a bun. Mortimer is...
Love StoriesWhat is the difference between spanking (flogging or caning, etc.) of a "sensual" nature and a "disciplinary" nature?DISCIPLINARY SPANKINGDisciplinary spanking is physically punishing a submissive for unacceptable/incorrect behaviour or attitude The submissive MUST know that they are being disciplined, and for what. Without this knowledge, they may assume that they are receiving a sensual spanking. The mindset of the submissive is central to discipline. If they don’t know they are is being...
When Father Mortimer checked into the hotel it was eight in the evening.The room was a basic no frills double with a small bathroom. He would never stay in such a hotel if he was attending one of his ecclesiastical conferences but for what he had planned it was just perfect.He got down on his knees and bent his balding aged head over a black gilt leaf Bible he had respectfully placed on the edge of the bed.“Blessed Lord Jesus forgive me for my sins,” he muttered and crossed himself three...
SpankingI am Santosh, age 32 and belong to Delhi. I recently shifted to Navi Mumbai. My company asked me to train and monitor the performances of our Branch in India. Apart from my Profession I learn the art of Massage with passion. It is now my part-time job on weekends to treat my wife with my magical fingers on her. I enjoy massaging her more than anything this gives the satisfaction to her by my work, and keeps her happy & healthy. I don’t do Massage to anyone. Till now it was within close door...
I’m Nishant (Nish), male aged 29, from Bangalore/Bengaluru. I’m a software engineer by profession and working in an MNC and also an experienced masseur (providing massage) for females and couples. I travel across India to give massage to my clients. All the massages are done by me at the customer’s doorstep (home/hotel) at a very nominal cost. Mail your comments, feedbacks, enquires on I keep getting many enquiries from many people, who pretends to be females, but are males, but hard to trust...
Simply answering an advert leads to a whole new world of pleasure ! Sue sat nervously in her lounge, feeling excited yet scared as she waited for him to arrive. Over and over in her mind, she wondered if she was doing the right thing This was not the first time she asked herself this question. That morning as she answered David's text messages, following his instructions carefully, she wondered what had come over her. Each attempt to understand herself only made her more nervous and anxious....
SpankingSensualality © 2003 Dan Johnson I love your sensualality the every movement of your sexuality breathes the immortality of our love. I love your sensualality your every breath exudes the spirituality of our love. I love your sensualality the way your smile your touch your very being brings about the practicality of our love. I love your sensualality you undress me, constantly impress me, with the fornicality of our love. I love your sensualality the...
Father: Name Rajanna. A very good person. But looked thin and weak. He worked in a lathe cutting factory. Was a d***kard because he will be very tired working in the factory. Even though he was drinking he took care of the house very well. Used to get less salary around Rs. 3 thousand. So it was difficult to maintain the house. Was aged around 30 – 32 Mother Name Shobha. She was also a very decent and soft spoken homely lady. Took care of the house very well. Even though husband brought less...
That afternoon I was walking down the mall, looking for some sexy outfit for my sweet wife. Anita had asked for it, since that night she was in the mood for sex.I went into a lingerie store and began checking some outfits.I could see a very nice sexy hot looking Latina type girl there, also making some choices. As I walked by she smiled at me. I greeted her and walked on by. I stared at her hot body from a distance. She was wearing tight blue jeans and a black tank top with sexy heels. While...
I had met this wild woman during that boring conference at Chicago.Mona was a real slutty divorced bitch; a sensual brunette in her late forties, but she was still in the mood for wild sex. An insatiable bitch…I woke up Saturday morning in Mona’s hotel room and I went to the bathroom to relieve myself. I wanted to keep fucking her all morning long; but the pressure in my bladder was extreme. This sexy divorced lady and I had taken many glasses of red wine the night before.I came out of the...
Kissing you is exquisite. I love the way you respond. I slip my tongue in to your mouth, exploring you, stroking your tongue with teasing, sensual strokes. I like the way you push back, exploring me, our soft tongues doing battle as we feel each other’s passion.My hand moves over your breasts, though you are still fully clothed. Through your thin blouse I feel them, heavy and full. I rub them gently, feeling their shape, their warmth. Your nipples are hard and I can feel them vividly...