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Birching Miss Birch – Part Two of Three

An autocratic and abusive office manager, known by all who work under her as “The Mad Bitch,” is retrained during a weekend “Wilderness Bonding Experience” and turned into a submissive slave, lily. Slave lily is a natural-born pain-slut, so this story involves a lot of pain and humiliation. If that isn’t your preferred genre, you might want to skip this story. Also, all sex is F/f, so if you want M/F or M/f, this isn’t your story. In this second part, Mistress Darla has a hard time finding a punishment to balance out the reward in lily’s slave training. Then Mistress Darla conducts a rather special kind of employee evaluation. The story is in three parts. Each part stands more or less on its own, but makes more sense if you have read the previous …

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European Nightmare Part I

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is entirely coincidental. Contains adult themes. The author does not condone any of the actions depicted in this work. Please do not read if you are easily offended, or find it difficult to distinguish between fantasy and reality. Author’s Note: I intend for this to be a long story, and so the beginning is a little slow, but I hope you will read it, just to set the scene. As this is my first story I would greatly appreciate any feedback whatsoever, any suggestions or ideas for the continuation of the story or the characters would also be much appreciated. Enjoy. Chapter 1 Olivia smiled as she stared into man’s exotic brown eyes, only half listening to him as he spoke …

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the one I met on the internet part 3

George awoke next morning to the sound of the running shower, he knew that his slut was making it warm for him and he stretched himself. She padded through to the room, naked and pulled back the duvet and while he got to his feet, she waited on her knees, his hard cock just in front of her mouth, but they did not have a lot of time this morning and he would please himself later, as he headed for the shower, she followed and as he stepped under its warm spray, she took the flannel and soap and started to wash all over his body, kneeling when she had to pay particular attention to his genitals, holding back the hood of his cock while she washed him intimately. he turned off the shower and …

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First Encounter (Part 1)

I walk into the room. You are already there, in casual clothes, a blouse and jeans. Just sitting on the bed. Facing the door, hands in your lap. Anticipating. Trying to relax. I sit next to you on the bed. I pat your hand in a slow, reassuring way. You start to turn your face towards me, but before you can complete the action… “Stand up in front of me. Face me. Hands at your sides, feet shoulder-width apart. It’s time to inspect your offering.” You look at me, not really comprehending. I enjoy that. The idea that you are so willing to offer yourself to me, but not really understanding what that will entail. I can see it in your face… the uncertainty, the questioning. You don’t say anything. But you are nervous and …

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Revenge, Pt 11: The Questions_(0)

Chapter 11 I stood up and looked over at Jessica’s unconscious form. She was still bound, and the blindfold had snapped back into place when I ran to the laptop. I sat down beside her on the bed and caressed her cheek. My cock had turned limp the instant I’d realised she passed out, but the memories of the sounds she’d made caused me to stiffen slightly again. I’d still gotten to hear her pleasure, and feel it’s effects through her body. Her hips pulsing against my arms, the almost anguished cries of pleasure, the taste of her that still lingered on my tongue. I tried to ignore these vivid images and just focus on her. I just had to wait until she woke up. After a few minutes that felt like days, Jessica let …

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Hiding Sandy Part 2

Sandy was so exhausted from cleaning Mike’s house and her punishment by him afterwards, that she woke up and barely remembered where she was. Then she got a sickening feeling in her stomach and was terrified of what the day might bring with Mike. But she was shocked when she woke up and the restraint was no longer on her arm and she could get up from the bed freely. The windows were open with a light breeze blowing in through the sheer curtains, which were slowly rising and falling with the light wind. Sandy looked down and she was no longer naked. She had on one of her most beautiful satin nightgowns but had no underwear on. She didn’t remember putting the nightie on before she went to sleep. She also didn’t feel any …

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Saevelle and Vexus Fantasy

Chapter 1 Steps down from her elaborate bed, readjusting her corset and fixing her sheets, tucks her tip in the box with a lock underneath her bed. working in a brothel has its advantages… free housing… she then opens her curtains and sits at the window, brushing her hair and eying the handsome men as they pass by, looking as inviting as she can. The more money, the sooner, and the quicker she can run from this life. She seems from the window as a fairly tall lady, young and beautiful, with curly black hair and dark green eyes, soft, naturally red lips and pale white skin, her long thin arms are turned graceful by her soft fingertips and perfect chest, her noticeably c cup cleavage and her waistline that at first glance looks slender …

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BOREDOM-19

WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story. All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between …

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A New Bully In Town: Part 3

Part 3 is here. Part 1 & 2 seemed to do decently. I plan on jumping around between certain aspects of the overall story so some chapters might not be for certain people while others are. This one and the next one are a bit of a switch up. Hope you guys enjoy. —————————————————————————————————————————————————————————– Part 3 Ashley Jake is a cover. My parents are the white, christian, find a nice boy and settle down type. I’m not. I have been exploring my online submissive side. Speaking with men via chat and sometimes photos who degrade me and make me do sexual tasks. I’ve only recently started doing it, but I’ve always felt that way. It’s always been easy to hide it with Jake because he is so non-dominant that it is absolutely no problem to …

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Coming Together

You left to go get ice and when you came back in the room, I was kneeling on the floor near the door. I had my head down palms on my thighs awaiting your command. A smile crosses your face as you come near. I am still wearing the sexy skirt, stockings and shirt I had worn out to the bar and in this position you have a clear view down my shirt. My breasts are spilling over the top. This causes you to think and you turn to search for the riding crop I brought with me. Sighting it, you walk over to retrieve it and come back to stand before me. Using the handle you tip my head back so you can see my eyes. Neatly you flip the crop in the air …

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Kidnapped and owned.

As the dirty, faded black bag is removed from my head I find myself naked, bound with my arms behind my back and my knees and ankles tied together, surrounded by my new masters. I cannot move, besides to kneel there, glaring at both of them. Clearly brothers. “Bitch, look down when in our presence” one says. Defiantly I keep glaring at him. He raises his hands and begins to move it towards my face. This blow is gonna hurt. Suddenly however, his hand is knocked out of the way. I groan. I wanted that slap, I love the feeling of my blood rushing to the surface to colour my skin, the slight sting left behind when flesh meets flesh. The other brother whispers to him that they need to teach me before punishing me. …

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A long Naughty Session

It starts with me stripping naked and You putting my collar around my neck and locking it on, so it can not be removed until You unlock it. Then You give me a hard spanking, making my ass, the backs of my thighs, my inner thighs and breasts red. You start with Your hand and then move to a paddle and then Your belt. With my body red and aching already, You concentrate on my breasts and nipples making them throb. Next You bind my breasts and clamp my nipples with clamps that are attached by a chain. You give the chain a tug or two to make sure the clamps are on there tightly. We are in the play room. You have me lay on my back on a bench; You put cuffs around …

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Henry’s punishment

I entered the bedroom and found Lottie had wrapped herself in the velvet blanket, awkwardly sitting on the edge of the bed, anxiously peering at me. The cold in the room made my own body shiver unpleasantly, some of it due to the freezing rain that persistently rapped on the window seal, some because of the pure exhaustion after my short bout of illness as well as previous wrestling and final conquest of Lottie. “Peter took Sabine home,” I announced to the girl sitting on the bed and took hurried steps toward the window, closing it hastily, hoping that the slight warmth that was lazily flowing through the air downstairs wound find its way up to the bedroom. “You shouldn’t have brought her out here in this weather.” Lottie said and I spun around, surprised …

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My Idea of a Perfect Relationship 2

She trembled as he reached out a hand and slowly touched her neck. He ran it over her soft creamy skin. She shivered from his light delicate touch. He let his hand slowly cross her breast making sure to touch her tight nipple. She responded with a moan. He continued to lightly trace circles over her upper body and chest. Goosebumps rose all over her skin. He looked into her eyes and saw the hunger there. He lowered his mouth to taste her breast. She shook as he suckled her virgin nipple. Soon it would be sore and extended from its overuse, but for now it was soft and new; he enjoyed it to the fullest. A low growl escaped her lips as her head fell slightly back. He gently rolled the other nipple with …

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Letter to Afganistan

My dear sister. I have arrived safely in the UK. I was very seasick on the fishing boat and |I thought I would neer get the stink of fish out of my hair but we arrived at New Lynn quite safely. The men were very nice and helpfuland they found me a job in a club. I have my own room with a bath and everything. It is a gentleman’s club where men pay myself and the other girls to be their wife for a while. Sometimes I am told to put on a show for anyone who wants to watch and the rest of the time I am to available for any one to do with me as they like. It is so exciting watching the men come in. They are all so smart, …

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SaM’s Place – Chapter 06 of 15 In The Beginning

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of …

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The Making 2

The Making 2 I started stammering, “But she said it was ok, that I couldn’t touch her but she could touch me.” She looked at me smiling in such a way that it scared me a bit, “She was right, but you had your hand on her head. That disobedience, your inability to recognize your error and the audacity to challenge me…to question me will bring you great suffering and me great pleasure, and if you do not drop your eyes I will insure you will receive even greater pain. Get up, follow me and do not make so much as a sound unless I give you permission.” I didn’t know what to do, a part of me was scared and ready to run for the door, clothes or no clothes…another part of me was …

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Samantha Chp1

Samantha Offers Herself I was sitting at home relaxing after a day at work, sipping a cold one when there was a knock at the door. For a few moment I sat puzzled at who would be knocking on my door at this time of night? The knock came again and wearily I walked to the door. Opening the door I was surprised to see a young redhead woman standing there, a phone in her hand with google maps clearly visible. “Hello, can I help you?” I asked politely expecting she was some lost delivery girl. “Are you James Jones?” She asked. “Er… yes?” I replied wondering if I had forgotten something I ordered. “With the email ‘[email protected]’?” “Might be….” I said cautiously ( can never be too careful these days) however my face must …

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Reading Allowed, Pt.8

READING ALLOWED, Part 8 By lamignonne and Zenmackie Marie felt wretched. While he was gone, it had been easy to nurture her feelings of resentment towards him for leaving her alone all day, tied up and bored, and suffering acutely from her unsatisfied lust. As the long day had worn on, her jaw aching more by the hour, her stomach growling, her body cold and bruised and her head more often than not in one of his toilets, Marie’s frustration had grown and grown. She’d even started to feel like she was justified in snooping around in his study. After all, she’d given up her whole weekend for him and he hadn’t even seen fit to stay at home! Marie hadn’t been able to form any kind of resolve about how she was going to …

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For Sadists only – My first time with the lash.

It all started innocently enough when my husband stumbled across the sex site on the internet. “Hey Yvonne, come and look at this,” he had called out. Together we’d looked at the stories and read the bizarre personals. There was no doubt that it made us both feel very sexy and we had a super fucking and sucking session later on. After that Rob and I would often look at that same sex site together, not with any intention to become involved but purely because we found it exciting to read the perverted ramblings of the people who posted there. There were three sections of the sex site: a standard section, a section for gays and lesbians, and a third section for people interested in bdsm. Goodness! Before seeing that I didn’t even know what …

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