Authoritarian

taryn’s night visitor

taryn’s laying asleep in the bed and doesn’t hear the stranger cross the room to her bedside. He stands there looking down at her, she’s wearing pyjama’s and is laying on her side facing away from him her knees drawn up towards her chest almost in a foetal position. The light from the hallway casts his shadow across the bed as he slowly pulls the covers down off her body, she starts to stir from her sleep, feeling the cool air in place of the warmth of her covers. He quickly puts his hand over her mouth and pushes her shoulder forwards making her lay more face down on the bed. Her eyes pop open and she struggles to draw a deep breath. “don’t make a sound and you wont get hurt” he growls at …

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The Collar 3

When Brian finally got home that evening, Lilly met him at the front door and ushered him into the living room, sitting him down in his recliner and taking off his shoes. She began massaging his feet, with a decidedly uneasy expression on her face. “What’s wrong, honey?” he asked. “I want to put the Collar back on,” she told him. “Command me to tell you about my day, because somehow, I’m really nervous about just saying anything. Please? It will be easier.” “Not just yet,” he said. “There’s something I want to try, first. I want to see if my come is still an attractive flavor to you. Suck me off and swallow my come, Lilly. Let’s see if you enjoy it as much today as you did last night.” “Yes, sir,” she said, …

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The Verdant Vixen Vicky

The Verdant Vixen Vicky I woke at about 8am, the house was quiet. Both my wife and our house guest, Vicky, had departed for their respective workplaces before I awoke, so I was alone. I watched some YouTube videos in bed and scrolled through my Facebook feed, then at about 8:30am decided I should probably get ready for work as well. I picked up my towel from where it was hanging on a radiator in the hallway, as I walked through to the bathroom to jump into the shower. Vicky is a friend of my wife’s who had moved away about twelve months ago. She and her family had headed back to Belfast to look after her aging parents, but her employer had allowed Vicky to keep her role, provided she returned to their base …

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Girl and Dark Castle – chapter 1

It was a warm summer evening. In the distance she could see a storm rolling in. She has been walking for a few hours now after her car broke down. She was not able to find anybody or anyplace in this remote area of the mountains. Her flowered sundress was hugging her curvy form. Light beads of sweat trickled down her back. Her feet were hurting from all the walking she was doing in her sandals. It could have been worse if she still had her heels on. Her hair, which was perfectly done for her sister’s bridal shower, is now messy. Loose strands hanging out of the bin she had it in. Her makeup was messy also. Messy from the sweat. But she kept walking. A storm is now chasing her. She knew that …

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Catching Judge Cooke under the stairs. Judge Cooke Series # 3

Sharon’s Father, Judge Cooke provided most of my sexual knowledge . Later in life I realized that he had been kinky to say the least! I often wondered, why we never told anyone about the sexual events, but I guess we knew he was the ultimate authority. Today, was the same as most days, spending my time at Sharon’s home. Our days were filled with giggling like average young girls. What was not average, in the life of young girls, is what went on sexually in their household. I entered her home as usual, through the back door, that led into the Kitchen. I normally would ask the Kitchen Staff where Sharon was, because they seemed to know where the family members were throughout the house. However, there was not anyone in the Kitchen. I …

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Poor Little Claire

1. If you asked the students of West Point Highschool about the shy nerdy girl, Claire, you would probably get one of two replies, a confused look and the question of ‘who?’ or you would be told about a girl who is always top of her class, in the end you would walk away with the image of a girl who doesn’t have many friends and is more interested in her school work than anything else but like most teenage girls Claire has a secret. Claire’s body may not be as mature as her peers with her short stature, baby face and still small and developing breasts but beneath the superficial she is arguably more mature than her year group at school but within that mental maturity there hides what can only be described as …

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Wartime Comfort House Diary – Day 8 Shemale

I was the Commander of the Japanese Imperial Army stationed in occupied Shanghai during the Empire of the Sun conquest. Born in a honorable military family, I was destined to become a great general. My genes gave me an outstanding physique, improved by committed Samurai training started at an early age. I excelled in all Japanese martial arts as well as hand and weapon combat. My career began as a Second Lieutenant. Moving up the ranks quickly, I became the youngest general during the Asian conquest. Dr. Takuchi was a classmate in the military academy. He was responsible for security of the secret 731 laboratory research in northern China. Although this top secret unit was never publicized, as a Commander General, I knew they researched all kinds of biological warfare and tested on the locals. …

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Instructor Mike’s Academy – Part 4 – Becoming a Girl

Warning: This is an explicit semi-fictional/semi-autobiographical multipart series involving White Daddy / south asian teen raceplay, crossdressing, and more. If you are not over 18 and/or find the notion of White Cock superiority to be offensive, then please do not read on. Instructor Mike’s Academy – Part 4 – Becoming a Girl Sadly, it was time to head back. I had cleaned myself well in Instructor Mike’s shower, and when my mother came home she was none the wiser to my day’s lesson plan or psychological transition. I went to bed with a smile on my face thinking of the amazing feeling when he made my little peepee dribble, but more so with the knowledge that I pleased my Sir and helped him shoot his Glorious White Man Cum all over his little sissy’s face. …

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Cleo’s Fall Book 2

Cleo’s Fall Book 2 Chapter 1 Cleo didn’t have to pack anything before she left the home she’d shared with Mike for the past two years. In fact, Mr. Chapman wouldn’t even let her return there. He said he’d provide everything she’d need, and apparently, he was so rich that he could. She’d been riding in the back of a stretch limo for the past three hours, occasionally sucking Mr. Chapman’s huge black cock wherever it magically appeared, sticking out of its fly. She was never able to take even half of it, but three times, she’d swallowed most of his copious flow, and as a result, her crouch was sopping wet. Chapman had told her to remove her underwear before she’d entered his car, and had told her at that time, she’d never need …

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To honour and obey

I’m trying my hand at some fiction (first time writing erotic fiction), but if you want to check out my blog http://singlesexysecrets.blogspot.com.au/ This has my true experiences. ——————————— I was in love. I’d met a beautiful man, a regular customer at my coffee shop. He ordered a flat white everyday. Smiling at me. My long red hair felt lightly on my shoulders, I’d flipped it anxiously as he’d flirted with me. I was pretty and used to men watching me. My slender frame and size B breasts meant I rarely wore a bra. I often was flirted with. My sharp green eyes had attracted some attention. I was now twenty seven and married to William, the tall, flat white ordering man I’d met. He’d come in and watch me for a while before ordering. It’d …

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A Very Dominating Ryde

A Very Dominating Ryde: Karson Price stood by the bar in the large room, filling with people. The beautiful dress she had on accented her 32c’s nicely, and her golden brown hair hung in soft curls over her shoulder. Thick eyelashes framed her electric blue eyes. She knew she was beautiful, but she preferred to think of it as nothing, just good luck. Her eyes scanned the crowd for her best friend, and hostess, Bailey, when her eyes stopped on the acutely familiar form of him. He was Maximus Ryde, her ex. In fact, her very recent ex. He dripped arrogance and self-confidence, from his broad shoulders and muscled form to the emerald green eyes that she often found herself drowning in. He mind instantly flashed back to the trips, trips to everywhere. Italy, Paris, …

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Master Claims His Pet

There is something oddly erotic about the vampire. Most people can understand this, or there would not be a market for vampire pornography or, the far more common, vampire erotica or other erotica mixed with similar horrific themes. I had never read these stories, and years later when I watched the first fetish video I found it more amusing than arousing. But neither of these setbacks stopped my obsession. I kept it quiet for many months before I confided in my friends. At their looks of horror, I passed my obsession off as momentary in nature, and my friends were relieved and amused at the same time. They had no problem when I graduated high school a virgin. It was not that unusual, although all of my friends had some experience and many were no …

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From a sophisticated mom to a cheap dirty slut – A desi story

Hi All. This is Dilip back with another hardcore story. This is a hardcore sex story and has many extreme sexual themes like incest, watersports, scatplay and also bdsm. If you don’t enjoy these things, I would say this is not a story. Send in your comments to [email protected] It was 2 years back. I was 20 at that time. We are a family of 3. We live in an apartment in Chennai. My father works abroad and comes once a year. So, it is just me and my mother staying here. Our apartment has multiple blocks. Each block has 4 floors. We live in the 4th floor of our block. Each floor has just two houses. The doors of the houses will be facing each other and there is a lift between the doors. …

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Torture can be fun

Inspired by a friend who WAS misbehaving.. isn’t that right dear heart? As you come back from your morning walk all sweaty and thinking of taking a quick shower and having a good rub you let your mind wonder and enter your room – you feel something different, closing your door and no lights on the room is dark and very quiet. A warm breath caresses your ear and you tremble with fear and delight. Hands grasp your shoulders and pull you back, back to your bed. You feel your clothes being removed from your body and instantly your pussy starts to get wet. Only one person would dare to come to you like this, only one man would have reason to be so quiet and so warming. A cloth goes around your mouth acting …

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Thirty-One Days A Bitch Chapter 3: The BDSM Lecture

Daisy Bitch is one hundred per cent stripped naked as the day she was born while telephoning Sofia in the pleasant and comfy Jacuzzi. She is not telephoning her in fact, but phoning her on her individual cell phone while letting her hair down into the temperate, hot water and feeling at ease what’s more. As she lingers for Sofia to pick up the phone, she carries on to stroke and caress her breasts and thighs steadily and in her own good time, furthermore going to eye a glass of sweetened orange juice that is laid down not far away from where she is. Sofia sounds a bit sleepy and fagged on the phone. Daisy is starting to question whether she did take a good, tolerable nap last night, or she dared not to do …

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The Slavery Series: Chapter 2

I awoke feeling groggy and unsettled. I had woken up many times during the night to punish my new slaves, and I would punish them greatly for disturbing my sleep. All night Michelle had screamed, hoping in vain that her calls would escape the sound-proofed apartment, and so I had to repeatedly wake and beat her until she quieted down. Amanda had cried and whimpered all night, not screaming for help but crying to herself, also requiring several beatings to shut her up. This morning I was exhausted. I had forgotten how much work goes into training one of these bitches, and this summer I had two to deal with. Amanda and Michelle laid on the wood floor, Amanda in a skimpy black thong and bra and Michelle in only a large t-shirt, huddled together …

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Ruby’s New Life Ch. 11

Time at school passed quickly. We all fell into a routine and shared all that we learned with one another. Tasha and Naomi met with me every evening for homework and we discussed sex and obedience so much that I began to realize I wouldn’t know how to speak with someone outside of the lifestyle anymore. When homework was finished, we furiously emailed contractors and decorators and ordered things online for our new homes. I had to pass-on instructions to the help I’d hired as to how I wanted things set up. It was a busy time. Kyle sent letters regularly, telling me how impressed he was with my progress. He kept me updated on the house and gushed over how he approved of my choices. It made me smile. When our first home visit …

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The Security Guard Takes Charge

“Damn” I thought to myself “just what I don’t need in this job. Something to actually happen.” I had taken a second job as a security guard to earn some extra money. When my ex-girlfriend and I broke up a few months ago, she had moved out immediately, leaving my name on the lease of our rented house. I was trying to keep things going until the lease ran out at the end of the year. I had been doing this job a little over a month, usually 3 or 4 nights a week of the overnight shift-11 P.M. until 7 A.M. After finishing my shift I would go to my real job except if I worked Saturday night as I would always be off Sunday. This particular Saturday I was making my rounds in …

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Married to the Pack

Married to the Pack After being your pet for a long time, one morning as you eat breakfast whilst I am all fours sucking your cock as per my routine you make an announcement. “I think it is time we made things official” I know better than to stop sucking but a flutter hits my stomach as I wait for the next bit. Your cock gets harder as you formulate your thoughts. “As much as I like sex before marriage I think it is time for us to formalise the arrangement we have. Once you have made me come you will tell me whether you accept my proposal” I carry on sucking your cock and as usual just before you come my head gets pushed down and held as you pump your hot come into …

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Complicit

Breathing. It’s all I can hear. Whoever is doing it seems to be rather distressed. Their breath is alarmingly raspy and they’re clearly hyperventilating. Oh. That’s my breathing. The realization helps centre me. I’m me. Wherever I am, it’s pitch black. I try to move, but I can’t, I’m restrained. There is something holding my ankles and arms. I have a brief feeling of terrible vertigo, unsure of which direction is up. After a few horrible seconds, my panic subsides. My feet are on the ground; I am standing upright. I am still restrained. And I don’t have any clothes on. With an effort, I calm my racing breath. In the quiet, I become aware of my thundering heart. I try to think back to how I got here, but my mind feels fogged. Drugs, …

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