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The Making of a Sissy Boy Slut – Part 1

It was speech day, at the end of term, and we were all supporting the headmaster in our prefect role, welcoming parents and guests and applauding during the speeches at the right moments as we had been instructed. Watching from the back of the large hall, I thought that the headmaster sounded a little slurred and was concerned whether he would still be able to give me a lift back home once the ceremony had finished, particularly as my father was away working and the night buses were infrequent at best. However, my worries were unfounded as, once all the guests had departed, the headmaster came and found me to tell me that it was time to leave. During the journey, which took about 30 minutes, the headmaster was in very high spirits, telling me …

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Livvy’s Dog Slut Fantasy #1 – Loki

It was something I’d noticed once, just in passing. At a party at Scarlet’s house. A pair of sturdy looking poles in one of the guest rooms. Normally, the door was closed, but that one time. They were about three feet high and place about 3 or 4 feet apart, rising up from the floor in front of a large mirror on the wall. I couldn’t have seen them if I had just walked by, but, curious, I’d gone in for a minute or two. I hadn’t really thought too much about them, but every once in a while, the image reasserted itself in my head, and began to create a scenario around it, one that, as time went by, got more and more… elaborate and detailed. Of course, that’s all it was. A fantasy. …

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Gab

Gabby 5 My brother returned home one day with a car full of lumber. He took it into the garage where our dad’s machinery was and went to work. I was curious as to what he was doing, but remained in my room. Our parents had returned home for a while, so we hadn’t gotten to do much. He allowed some clothes back into my room so as not to arouse suspicion, but he chose what I wore every day. Usually it was a tank top, some deliciously short skirt and either a thong, or no underwear. But they’d left once more, and so here we were. They’d be gone for a while, so I handed over my clothes. I’d go naked unless ordered otherwise. We hadn’t gotten to do anything in a while. I …

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Eve and the Peeping Tom

Word about the “Peeping Tom” had rapidly gone around the street. People were warned to make sure that their curtains were well drawn and the windows were closed. Rob expressed concern to his wife Eve, that he was working a night shift and that she would be at home alone. “Don’t worry,” Eve had assured him, “I’ll keep everything well locked up. Evening came, and with Rob away at work, Eve began to feel lonely for him. Flicking through the TV channels, she found nothing worth watching, and so she logged onto the internet. Soon she was looking at the wonderful photos of men’s cocks on her favourite sex site. She knew that her husband would be shocked if he knew what she got up to each time he worked nights. Eve’s hand slipped up …

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A Betting Proposal

I found myself lying comfortably, but securely tied to a metallic frame in the shape of an ‘X’, or the Saint Andrew’s cross as what Luther had told me a few days ago. Completely naked and bound, i realized just how exposed i was. My hands and legs were parted to align to the shape, literally helpless at the mercy of my best friend, Luther. I should’t have agreed to this. Well, before this started, let me rewind the story and look back into a little history between us. Luther and I have been best friends for 5 years. Actually, more like best friend for benefits. We would have casual sex once in a while when we were singles. But if any of us got a partner, we would temporarily forgo the ‘benefit’ part, until …

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Spanking and Sexual Awakening. Judge Cooke Series # 1

I lived in a household where there was never any spanking. My Cousins were spanked on occasion, but it was never erotic to me. Since I was an only child, I spent a great deal of time at my friends home. She had brothers and sisters, as well as her parents and staff. The home was large and beautiful, requiring several staff members to run it. Her Father was a Judge and a close friend of my Parents. Although her Mother was from a very affluent family from the New England area, she had a definite drinking problem. Judge Cooke ( named changed to protect his family) was a very handsome man, tall, trim with an air of superiority. He was strict as to what would be tolerated from the children in the household when …

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My Parents Trying Out Their New Bi-Sexual Fantasy On Me!

My parents and I used to have an incestuous relationship when I was younger. It is a long story which I will tell one day. For today, I will tell the story of my visit to my parents home last night. Unfortunately, my parents live hours away from my wife and kids so we haven’t done anything together for almost a year with one another. I miss having sex with my Mom while my Dad used to watch. So last night, I was greeted by my Dad who let me into their home. I said hi and went to the living room where I was greeted by my amazingly hot mom. She was wearing a pvc top, thigh high stockings and killer pvc boots; the most striking and erotic thing was that she was just …

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Meeting a Sadist

Meeting a Sadist Master is at work awaiting his new girl’s arrival at the motel. As instructed, she sent him a message with her room number as soon as she checked in and put the spare key card under the mat outside the door. He smiles as he mentally runs through everything he is going to do with her and to her. Just thinking of meeting him has her cunt wet and slippery. She unpacks everything, organizing her BDSM gear so that all is accessible for her Master sadist. She has never shown anyone her entire collection; too embarrassing to even consider. But, her Master issued a command to bring everything to the hotel and lay it out for him. She looks at the small but impressive array of items. “What will he think of …

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Rachel’s Debt (Chapter 3 – The Past and the Pain)_(0)

Saturday came and I still hadn’t heard from Rachel. I also wasn’t yet ready to call her for our next tryst. I certainly wanted to. In the time before Rachel, since I had last been with a woman, it had seemed that my sex drive had gone cold. Being with Rachel had reignited it, driven it from nearly dormant to a towering inferno. To bide my time, I watched the videos of our previous encounters. She really was magnificent. She could have been a lousy fuck and it still wouldn’t have mattered, her youthful body and lascivious mind more than made up for it. She wasn’t bad in bed, though, at least in the (so-far) limited experiences I’d had with her. The girl performed like she had spent a lifetime working in porn, learning the …

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Timelooper – Chapter One

This is Chapter One of Four chapters. This is either a Sci-Fi story woven through a BDSM story or a BDSM story woven through a Sci-Fi story. If you’re a Sci-Fi geek who doesn’t want the BDSM stuff, just skip through that to the Sci-Fi story. If you’re a BDSM freak who doen’t care about the Sci-Fi stuff, skip that and enjoy the BDSM portions. The BDSM portions stand more or less on their own, but the Sci-Fi story is in four parts that only make sense if you have read the chapters in sequence. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or …

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The Love of Money II – Chapter 01: ‘Fuck You’ Money

Wednesday, September 4th, 9:45 am Hot water cascaded down my back in a powerful stream. It didn’t matter that I’d been standing under it for a solid twenty minutes—the temperature didn’t vary a single degree. My hands stayed planted against the cool stone walls, supporting my weight as I leaned forward, head hanging between my shoulders in a way that stretched the back of my neck. The water ran down my spine, into my hair, and dribbled off my scalp. Each droplet felt like a tiny fist beating on my skin, massaging sore, tired muscles. However, as hard as the combination of heat and pulse made it to get out of the shower, another sensation kept me from leaving. Something even better. “Hm,” a husky purr vibrated against my hard cock, which was currently buried …

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Cheating with my boyfriend’s uncle

Hi, I’m Elisa. I’m 32, I’m bi, and I’ve had a complicated relationship with my sexuality my whole life. I’ve not always understood it, or acknowledged it, or acted on it. But it has been the source of incredible pleasures and the lowest shame. I think that I’m more at peace with it at this stage in my life but it continues to confuse me to this day. I’ve done such depraved and immoral things in my life (despite being cripplingly shy) and I do feel shame about them, but I also love the fact that I did them. No matter how bad something makes me feel after I do it, it always seems worth it. I just love being naughty. I have so many stories to share with you all and I’m kind of …

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Just What She Needed

This is my first BDSM story, any kind of feedback would be greatly apreciated. “He was such a loser! He couldn’t keep it up long enough for me to even get into it!” I said over the club music when my friend Grace asked me about my most recent ‘night club score’ gone wrong. “Oh come on Chrissy it couldn’t have been that bad,” Rachel, my other friend said. “Really? The guy only lasted for eight fucking minutes, and when he was fucking me he was going extremely slow like he knew he had poor stamina! He did eat an ok pussy but that just isn’t enough, I wanna be fucked good and hard, and for a long time! These night club assholes have gotten on my last nerve, bragging about how good they are …

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The Girl Living on the Floor Above

Something woke me up in the middle of the night. I looked around, then focused my eyes on the clock. 1:13 a.m. My first reaction was to curse, which I accompanied with a yawn. A noise from above had wakened me. I didn’t know why I was so sure, but I was. A nice looking girl named Jessica lives in the flat above me. She is 21. I closed my eyes, trying not to think about anything, ready to fall asleep again. A moan came from above. There was a seductive tinge in it, pain and pleasure mixed together. For all I knew she was single, but obviously I was wrong. I heard shuffling, then another, more persistent moan. The moan quickly turned into a series of quiet gasps, which started to fray my nerves. …

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Lucky gets luck 3

The following couple of weeks blended into one. I had given up struggling and let Matt do whatever he wanted. My son would film me for and hour or so in the morning. Then lunch then a couple of hours in the afternoon. I think my son was right I did enjoy Lucky fucking me. But I just wanted my old life back where I was not being dog fucked every day. My son had now sent several more videos in and the Money was rolling in. We had enough money without this. My son had bought a new computer and more cameras with the money to improve the quality of the videos. We had just finished breakfast and my son came over to me and clipped my hands behind my back. what my son …

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Cheerleader Sale

Cheerleader Sale Short synopsis for the story: A Cheerleader is kidnapped and prepared to be sold into slavery Story codes: M+/f, Teen, BDSM, Slavery, NC, Heavy Eighteen year old Mandy found herself being dragged by her hair into the room built to resemble a large medieval torture chamber. She struggled and fought, but the more powerful man forced her down on onto the top of a leather covered table and sat down on top of her. He straddled her to keep her from escaping as he pulled her hands up above her head and locked each of her wrists into leather restraining cuffs attached to the end of the table. Once he had her hands secured he turning around and he forced each of her legs down. She tried to kick him as he buckled …

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Free at Last

I was supposed to sleep, but who could possibly sleep after the beating I had endured? I was sure they had tried to kill me. I didn’t want to sleep; this was the night I had waited for—the night I had prayed for–after more than eighteen months in captivity. It was still dark—dark as pitch– and very early. I leaned up from the floor to try to see the clock—3:27—perfect, or so I prayed. Rebecca and Mark were drunk after their celebration when they went to sleep last night—maybe passed out would be more accurate. They’d made a huge mistake. Hopefully it would prove fatal—their last in this lifetime. It was the first night in more than eighteen months that I hadn’t been locked to the bed frame or handcuffed behind my back, or in …

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SaM’s Place – Chapter 10 of 15 Shocking

Another juryman stood. “For your sixth story, Evelyn, tell us of a time when you used electrical torture to cut a man down to size. Evelyn smiled and closed her eyes for a moment. She looked as if she were savoring a cherished memory. “Ah, yes. Frank Thompson,” she began. For some reason, after I had been working for my father for several years, he decided that I needed to have a master’s degree. I really don’t know what for, but since he was going to pay for it and support me while I got it, I thought, “Why not?” I think daddy really wanted me to get a masters in business, but I knew that would be a lot more work than a masters in psychology. Not that psychology is easy, but I knew …

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Slaves Of The Copper Coast

CHAPTER 1. Of course, I had heard of Kupro Marbordo, the Copper Coast. A tropical country, famous for copper mines, marble quarries, beef cattle. And slaves. It is, I think, one of the very few countries now where that ‘peculiar institution’ still flourishes. But that didn’t concern me. I worked at my uncle’s brokers house in the United Zones, up in the northern continent. Thousands of miles away from Kupro Marbordo. I knew we had interests in many cities and countries throughout the New World, but I never gave Kupro Marbordo much thought. Until, one day a few weeks ago, my uncle called me into his office. As befitted a senior partner, his office was massive. Oak panelled with oil landscapes and portraits on the walls. A huge mahogany desk stood on a Neo-Assyrian carpet. …

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DAVID TUTORS A STUDENT, PT.3

I pulled back and told her to open her mouth and stick out her tongue. She complied and I sat there looking at her. She was so beautiful. With my cock still in my hand, I pushed forward and guided my cock into her waiting mouth. As soon as the hard, mushroom head of my cock was in her mouth, she clamped down with her soft lips and her tongue went to exploring it. It felt heavenly. I’m sure this girl gives a great, tender blowjob and I might have to get one from her, but this one was about dominance, submission and punishment. Tender and soft were not n this evening’s equation. With my cock in her hot mouth, she began to bob up and down on my cock, but I had other plans. …

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