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'Journey's End is a secret, and vast complex of buildings located somewhere in the European countryside. The sole purpose of this complex is the sexual exploitation of the residents who volunteer to go there for a time to explore their sexual fantasies, or for the mere adventure of the unknown.
No one is permanently harmed, but can be restrained by whatever means necessary because of a carefully written and binding legal waiver document. The complex is owned and operated by a number of wealthy exotic products extracted therefrom. Some of the most advanced and powerful aphrodisiacs in the world are used here, and new ones are designed and produced here as well.
The complex boasts a large state of the art research lab staffed by top experts in the field. The workers here are all female, as are the members of the board of directors. The guards and enforcers are all attractive females, chosen for their physical and mental capabilities.
The males are subjected to various forms of embarrassing and kinky sexual usage depending on the whim of the block wardens, or the individual guards, or mainly of the female doctors and directors in charge.
One of the more remote wings of the complex concentrates on 'cocksucker training', during which selected men are given no choice but to indulge in 'oral copulation' with each other, under the influence of extremely powerful aphrodisiacs, and their seminal output is closely watched and enhanced with supplements and drugs.
In the milking wards, of which there are several, men are relieved of their cum several times each day, and special aphrodisiacs and dietary supplements are used. The men are kept in a constant state of sexual arousal, and are encouraged to jack off during break times, in front of the many video cameras located in their cubicles, in order to increase their output over time. The semen is stored in special refrigerators until use by the research lab.
The inmates are fucked constantly by guards and other personnel in special rooms for that purpose. All activity here is videotaped and eventually distributed worldwide to interested buyers. In addition the males are made to sit naked in front of two or three nurses each day, and jackoff to completion into a special receptacle. Special attention is given to the male during this activity to insure his complete degradation and humiliation.
The employees here are hypnotized to enjoy using and humiliating the inmates, and take great pleasure, sometimes to orgasm, during the sexual sessions.
The older and attractive women who own the complex are often involved in, and seen in the many usage areas, and spare no effort to indulge themselves in the most sexually base activities.
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I had applied for entrance to 'Journey's End' a full twelve months ago...and had finally received notice for my initial interview, and possibly my addition to the infamous facility. It had taken several years to actually locate the complex. I was quite nervous and my stomach was doing flip flops but my sexual desire overcame my fear and I decided to go all the way and show up for the meeting.
I had entered the building at the main entrance, a quite spectacular point of entry, where large icons of concrete guarded the double door. Large cement Lions were sitting at each side of the wide door and the overhead facade was gothic in nature. The women who owned the complex were obviously very extravagant with their resources. I walked inside and down a long hallway to the end where a receptionist sat operating a computer.
She ignored me for awhile and finally looked up with an emotionless expression that gave me goosebumps. "May I help you?", she murmured, looking directly into my eyes. I was quite nervous, and had an erection already, which she duly noted , but I managed to contain myself and spoke clearly: "I...I have an appointment for an interview". She looked at the bulge in my pants and asked me my name. After learning my name she accessed the computer and looked back at me again. "Yes...you're scheduled with Entry Section in fifteen minutes." I started to speak but she cut me off rudely..
"You will keep your fucking mouth closed now and I'll tell you what to do next." I stood there licking my lips. "First go through that door and see the nurse...then go down this hallway and down the stairs to Rm 150. There you will find the Entry Section interviewer. Speak only when spoken to, otherwise keep your mouth zipped. She will tell you what to do." "Thank you", I said shaking slightly, and I immediately headed for the door across from the reception desk.
I opened the door and went inside and there was a very attractive nurse writing on a pad. I stood there and waited as she scribbled. "Roll up your sleeve for me please," she commented, without even looking at me. I did so and she took out a vial of clear liquid and drew some of the fluid into the hypodermic. She swabbed my arm and jabbed the needle in, and emptied the contents. I felt a sudden warming sensation, especially in my genital area, and also experienced a sort of euphoric feeling which was very pleasureable.
The nurse was blond and very pretty, but seemed not to be in a friendly humor. She looked at me with sleepy and very pretty eyes..."This will make your pecker very hard so you must go at once to the Entry Section interviewer...don't stop anywhere...am I clear?"
"You do what the fuck she tells you to do exactly!..am I very clear?", she said, looking at the wet bulge in my pants. "Yes...yes"...I blurted...and turned and went out the door and straight to the stairs at the end of the hall.
I was becoming more and more aroused by the moment but my gut was also turned inside out from the butterflies I was feeling.
I bounded down the stairs and stood before the door with the number 150 on it. I quickly went inside and closed the door. A petite and absolutely voluptuous female sat at a large desk talking on the phone. She looked at me giving me the once over as she talked. "You know what to do if he continues to be uncooperative", she purred, looking at my crouch..."he will be a large producer, if you make it very clear what is expected of him. Maybe the guards can help you with this...they have their ways." "Uh huh...yes...ok...keep me informed."
She hung up the receiver and made a note on her pad, then dropped the pen and looked at me. I cringed a bit, not knowing what to expect and my dick was pushing very painfully against my zipper and was leaking quite a bit now.
She was a knockout...maybe 5'3", and had a perfect ass. She got up and walked to the front of her desk.
"Come over here," she commanded, looking at me like I were a dog. I quickly walked over and looked her in the eyes, standing there shaking. The front of my pants had a large wet spot now and my peter was so hard it pressed painfully against my trousers.
"Take all of your clothes off quickly", she said, sitting on the front of her desk. I stripped off very rapidly and as I pulled my shorts off my large peter flipped out and stood there hard as a rock and dripping cum. "You're getting fucking dickwad on my rug but don't worry about it for now."
She handed me a special elongated dish and sat on the desk again. "Jackoff into that dish and make it quick!", she said in an emotionless stacato voice. "Give me some fucking liquid, now!" I did so without question and started beating my superhard prick, holding the dish in front of me. I was intently looking at the dish as I whacked off and she spoke up angrily..."Look at me when you're playing with your dick partner...look me in the eyes while you get your nuts off."
I looked up instantly and her pretty eyes watched my dick and my hand stroking it rapidly. She enjoyed my discomfort, I could tell, and shifted slightly as she looked directly into my eyes. I was beginning to make the odd expressions with my face one makes as they jerk off...moaning and gasping in pleasure as my balls neared release.
I was almost salivating and looking her directly in the eyes when I grunted, and gasped as my peter shot a thick glob of cum into the bowl. I couldn't stop ejaculating, and spurt after spurt of thick semen pumped from my dickhole as my face grimaced awkwardly.
An obscene puddle of goo accumulated rapidly in the dish and she was still watching my dick and my face as I emptied out completely.
I reached the point where my cock was merely draining cum and started to become soft again. I could barely stand now my legs were so weak and I looked feebly at her face and the obvious amusement that my little show had given her.
"What are you going to do with that?", she said quietly, as I held the half full dish of ward dicksnot in front of me. "I ah..well I...", I fumbled, unable to understand her meaning. "Do I have to explain it to you?", she half grinned. Suddenly I got her meaning and looked at the dish and at her, and to the dish again.
"Do it now!", she grunted, walking over to me. She stood a few feet away and crossed her arms. She had nice tits and a perfect ass that I couldn't believe, and she stood there waiting impatiently. I began raising my arm and the dish and slowly to my lips. I was shivering now and my pecker was hanging there dripping occasionally. I put the edge of the dish next to my lips and the scum slowly edged forward and to my mouth.
I opened my lips a bit and the thick glue began to run in.
It was acrid and salty, and alkaline, and though I had eaten my cum before this was something else again. I sipped a bit in and swallowed it and tipped the dish even more. "You've eaten your semen before haven't you?", she said, as she breathed heavily.
"Yes...I have..", I managed as I let the remainder of my own cum run into my mouth. Some of the dickwad dripped from my lips in a long streamer, and I flicked it up with my tongue and swallowed it. I poured the entire contents in and ate it as my very pretty antagonist watched in obscene amusement.
"Alright you fuck!", said in a gutteral tone, you can come in...but you'd better do exactly as you're told, and give me everything you've got!" "Take the stairs to the next level down to Rm 156 and sign the forms...after that your ass is ours!" "Make sure you want to do this blowboy...you've shown me what you're good at and you've got no idea what's ahead for you!"
I swallowed heavily and put my clothes back on and left the room. She was still standing there staring at me as the door closed.
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Dani Hai was sick to death of the dating scene. She was only 25, but unlike other people her age, she wasn’t interested in the steady and unending stream of meaningless hookups and casual sex. She just wasn’t wired that way. She’d always been a little different, always looking for something real and lasting, not just on the prowl for tonight’s latest conquest. She wasn’t looking to get married, but she at least wanted something that might last through tomorrow. She was beautiful, young, Asian,...
Straight SexI don't remember what made me do it. I was 13, living with my father, a year after mom had passed away. Her death had hit me hard, and my dad said I was a different kid after that, but I don't think he quite knew just how right he was. School had started, and, living in a new neighborhood, I felt like I was just drifting along. The kids at school were incredibly cliquish, and I could see from the beginning that I just wasn't going to fit in. Maybe that's why I did it. It was late...
Stefan, 28, und Tina, 39, sind trotz des großen Altersunterschiedes im fünften Jahr ein Paar. Stefan misst 174 cm und wiegt sportliche 76kg. Viel Sport hält seinen Körper fit. Tina war von Anfang an verschossen in seine breite Brust und seinen Knackarsch. Die kurzen Haare im modischen Wet Look runden den attraktiven Eindruck ab. Immer wieder konnte Tina es kaum fassen, dass sie das Herz ihres so viel jüngeren Lovers erobern konnte. Aber in ihren Träumen kehrte immer wieder die Situation wieder,...
The Wrong Reverend By Suzanne Knight My name is Bob, well I don't use that much anymore, I was a high flying Florida real estate developer until that market crashed with a thud. Now I am bankrupt, I have a nice home but no other real assets. I managed to stash a few thousand in a bank in the Cayman Islands to hide it from my creditors. More significantly, I have no source of income to pay my living expenses and alimony to my ex wife. My only skill or talent is selling and at the...
I was there, right at the beginning. On Monday, the first of January, the latest in a long line of new laws took effect however I really was there when the first public utterance of the initial idea was made by someone in a position to actually make things happen. I know this because I’ve since followed Theo’s career. I’m not suggesting it was originally my idea or that I played even the most ancillary part in bringing the idea to life or anything like that. In fact, it’ll probably never...
Brenda knew she was in trouble. As she walked to her car, her fingers trembled as she reached for her car keys. As she pressed the button to unlock the power locks to her car, she wondered how bad it would be. Brenda felt an uneasy feeling deep within her stomach. She had been a terribly naughty girl and knew she was going to have to pay a heavy price.As she put her car in reverse and backed out of the narrow parking spot, Brenda felt a small stream of cum trickle from her pussy. Not more than...
‘Hey, Anne. Fancy a drink tonight?’ Asked Kevin, while picking up boxes of feed, for his daughters pony. ‘Kevin, how many times have I told you. I don’t go out with married men!’ ‘Aw come on. Just two drinks, I’ll be the perfect gentleman.’ ‘Don’t believe you…anyway I’ve got a boyfriend. Me might object’ she giggled. ‘Spoilsport. Hope he’s looking after you, anyway’ and as he walked past her, gave her bottom a playful squeeze. He did it every time. ‘Hoy…don’t touch what you can’t...
"Hey, Anne. Fancy a drink tonight?" Asked Kevin, while picking up boxes of feed, for his daughters pony. "Kevin, how many times have I told you. I don't go out with married men!" "Aw come on. Just two drinks, I'll be the perfect gentleman.""Don't believe you...anyway I've got a boyfriend. Me might object" she giggled. "Spoilsport. Hope he's looking after you, anyway" and as he walked past her, gave her bottom a playful squeeze. He did it every time. "Hoy...don't touch what you can't afford!"...