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Lucky Josh part 4

Back at the table, Nyoto had rejoined them and all were watching intently. “What’s a test of character?” asked Jonas in general. Nyoto answered under her breath “a whipping.” “A real whipping?” Jonas asked disturbed looking at his son on stage. “As real as allowed by law” she answered “no skin may be broken but it will hurt.” “I didn’t agree to this” Jonas said and was about to stand up. “Relax” Ashley said “I know Ironshaft, he’s an expert, it will sting but no more than the poke he already got from Rose, I should know, he has whipped me before.” To prove her point she showed her perfect skin on her back, no scar to be found. Slightly more at ease, Jonas resumed his intend watch. Megan cuddled a little closer to him, …

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Breakup BDSM

Michael had just returned from work that night to meet his door open. He wondered who had gotten in since he lived alone so he picked up a weapon from the kitchen as he advanced into his room.  “Easy, it’s just me,” I said when the door opened and I saw Mike standing with a knife.  “What are you doing here? I thought we broke up!” He questioned angrily. “And I’m here to make things right. I’m sorry, we shouldn’t be having such fights” I responded, walking closer to Michael who was standing by the door to pull him in and shut the door closed. Michael hugged me tightly and kissed my forehead, before slowly advancing to my lips. He pushed me to the bed and headed to the wardrobe. I saw him bring out …

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I had my way with my girl –Leah-06

An sadomasochistic, erotic story in the first person where Deepak Kumar lured a girl he knows into a kind of erotic torture chamber, called “The Snuggery”, in his house, and takes considerable pride in meticulously planned Sex which is described in minute detail that will awaken any woman’s sexual passions Most of the story takes place in a room in a house called ‘The Snuggery’, which the narrator, ” Deepak “, converts into a kind of erotic torture chamber equipped with beds to which women can be strapped and held helpless and which is soundproofed to make their screams unheard. Other equipment includes cords and pulleys, flagellation implements and a mechanical “Chair of Treachery” to which helpless females are lured to be restrained in. From the Dairy of Mr. Deepak Kumar.. You have read in …

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Femdom

I’d been trying to bring bondage into our relationship for a few months. As a little girl, I’d always enjoyed games that involved tying each other up, be it cops and robbers, cowboys and Indians, whatever. I’d evolved into somewhat of a switch, finding almost equal joy in restraining and toying with others as I did being restrained. My boyfriend had resisted all my attempts, citing weirdness, uncomfortablitiy, claustrophobia, and that he “didn’t want to do that” to me. After months of discussions to what bondage actually was and what it entailed (as opposed to the leather whips and chains misconception), he’d relented and started experimenting. There was always a D/s aspect to our relationship. Inevitably, when one or both of us wanted to fuck, one or the other would assume a dominant role. He …

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Becoming a Sex Toy

Becoming a Sex Toy Rebecca had met Alex online. Everything had started off so innocent, even though they had met on a kink site. She learned about his interests. What he looked like. What his favorite movie was. And she had liked learning about that. But she really became interested when he learned about his kinks. Alex was a dominant. But more than that – he was an abusive sadist that was looking for a “dumb bitch to turn into his perfect sex toy”, in his words. From that moment on, Rebecca knew she was going to be his. *** Rebecca met Alex in person for the first time at his hotel. He traveled to her city every week for work. Their first time meeting, Alex let her pick her own outfit. His only guidance …

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The night that was, final chapter

One thing I’ve learned writing, “Loving Wives,” stories, no matter how you end them, you’re always going to disappoint someone. When I started this story I said it was an accurate account of the crumbling of a marriage. For those of you who will give me one star because of the end, please keep in mind this is life, and life doesn’t always work out the way you think it should or the way we want. With that in mind, I hope you enjoy the fourth, and last chapter. The night that was Chapter 4 I picked it up on the second ring. “This is Dan Taylor, can I help you?” “Hi Dan,” came the concerned voice from the other end, “how are you?” “Hi Bev. I’m okay I guess. At least I think I …

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Debra finds out how ‘slutty’ she can really be

My name is Debra. A couple of weeks ago I was looking for a gift to get my husband, Alan, for his birthday. Alan would be turning 30, and I wanted to get him something special. Alan had mentioned all he really wanted was me. I decided if I was to be Alan’s present, I should be properly “gift wrapped”. I called a friend of Alan’s named Steve. Steve and Alan had been friends since they were kids. Steve owned an Adult Book and Accessory store just on the outskirts of town. I inquired about closing time, and made arrangements to stop by around closing so I could try on some of store’s more popular attire. Throughout my marriage to Alan, I had always wanted to be a “little sex pot” for him, but couldn’t …

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Some Like It Rough

Why are you crying? Shut up bitch! I’m taking what I want tonight! I’m sitting here still amazed, as I reminisce about the harsh words that I said to you last night. It seems that every now and then to prove my love, I must sometimes become nasty and beat the shit out of you while I rape your asshole. Last night was one of those nights where I felt it was time for some sexual bondage. As soon as you came home from work, I wasted no time grabbing you by the throat and throwing you to the ground. No hello, no kisses to greet you. Just me taking firm control over your helpless body. “Do you want this dick?” “Beg for this dick women!” Down on your knees, you beg for me to …

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Stacie’s Ordeal

Stacie was about 5’4″, 120 lbs with long honey-blonde hair that cascaded down to her breasts, very expressive big blue eyes that looked as if they were about to burst forth with tears, and measurements I would guess to be about 36C-24-35. Like I said, perfect! I saw her at a pizza joint that had an outdoor patio. She was sitting with what I could only assume was her boyfriend.I guessed her to be about eighteen years old. I caught snatches of the conversation, as I was only a table away and I have pretty good hearing. Stacie was wearing a white ruffled blouse, denim miniskirt that ended a few inches above her knees, white knee socks, and white ballet-style skimmer flats. The girl had one leg pulled up under the other one as she …

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The Club, Ch. 4, Chastity Belt

The Club Chapter 4 – Chastity Belt We stopped for a quick bite to eat. I was embarrassed to go in dressed as I was but I obeyed Mr. Savage. I did feel beautiful and sexy, just very vulnerable at the same time. He ordered for me. He knew what I liked. He knew everything about me. After the lunch, we drove on. I had no idea where we were going. Occasionally, his hand would travel up my thigh or he would spread my legs wider so he could probe my pussy at a traffic light. I loved his fingers on me with other people around. It gave me such a thrill. We were again out in the middle of nowhere when we finally stopped. This seemed like an unlikely place compared to where we …

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Trapped, Trained and Twisted Pt. 05

Chapter Nine: The Contract and Adornments. The relief that I felt from finally having an orgasm was short-lived as it wasn’t long before the regular masturbation and edging sessions had brought me back into a pink cloud of desperate arousal. Even as Master allowed me to experience more and more climaxes, it was never enough to fully satisfy the constant craving and desperate need that my willowy body cried out for. It didn’t take long for me to figure out that the only time he allowed me to cum was when he was enjoying the flavors of my love tunnel with his mouth. It was clear that during oral sex he wanted to pleasure me and see my little body overwhelmed with desire, but other times when he stuck his cock in my whore hole …

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Bon Appe’tit Ch.4

I was daydreaming. I was sitting in a comfortable leather seat in a private jet on my way to France. Marcel was here along with my assistant and two security guys. Marcel had business to attend to here in his home country and had suggested that I come along for a little vacation. I happily agreed since I had not had a break from the restaurant in a long time. I was of course still lactating and had my breasts drained almost every night for use in the food prep. Luckily we had found Marie and she was able to substitute for me. Her breasts produced milk too and though it wasn’t up to the level of mine it was very good and she would perform very well in the dining room. I had visited …

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The Compound – Part 1

Dan shifted slightly, his foot going to sleep and something sharp poking him in the back, but the small noise made him freeze, his gaze fixed on the light in the downstairs window. A shadow moved in the room and the light flicked off, that was their cue. As a unit, the black clad men moved from their posts and crept in the shadows around the perimeter. There were others already inside the house, having waited for the target to begin going to bed. After weeks of watching the house, they knew her routine so well that they could predict her every move, but tonight was the night. Inside the house, Becca had flicked the TV off and yawning, stood up from the armchair to go to bed. It had been a long day and …

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Breeder Rape Future_(0)

In an alternate future, the losses from several wars have left the United States with a severely depleted population. To combat this, rape was legalized, resistance was criminalized and all forms of birth control have been banned under the Repopulation Recovery Act. Women are now regularly sexually assaulted and expected to give birth to any children than are born from those rapes. This story takes place about 50 years after the laws were passed. “Jenny, you’re home late!” My mom exclaimed when I came through the front door. I dropped my backpack and shrugged. “I got raped on the way home. It was just one guy but he took a while.” “Sounds like a Monday! I saved you a plate for dinner.” “Thanks, mom.” I could still feel my rapist’s cum inside me. He had …

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Riding With Martin Ch.2

Riding With Martin Ch.2 By Jax_Teller Recap from Chapter 1 Martin had been through a war and eventually survived after years of therapy and rehabilitation. He found himself starting life in a whole new way and a different world than He’d left. Growing up in a rural farm community, a third generation farmer he’s feared his life would be as dull and predictable as every one around him. That’s why the military seemed like the way out and in the end it was his way out. What he’d not counted on was that once out of the world as he knew it, he would not be able to return comfortably. The war took his legs and his mobility which meant for him, he would never be able to live in his home town. The big …

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Salvation Ch. 17 Cruel Games

At the end of the first floor corridor at St Saviour’s, a staircase leads to a second, but narrower corridor. Facing south, it has the benefit of sunlight illuminating the walls. Here, several paintings hang, each seemingly low for the adults, but perfectly placed for the children to gaze at them as they pass. The paintings are German in origin and depict scenes of the time when Zealots commonly tortured peasants to learn of witches and any other ungodly activities. Dressed as priests and monks they sought out mainly the young girls of the villages to torture and degrade. The paintings showed young girls shackled to stout wooden frames, pincers roughly pulling at their breasts, un-greased dildos being forced into their anuses, and their bottoms and thighs being sadistically whipped. If the children at St …

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Confessionals part 1

Part I. “Bless me Father for I have sinned” Clara spoke. Her voice full of repent. “Tell me child, what is it that you have done?” the Priests voice beckons from the other side of the confessional. “I have these… desires, Father. I find myself lusting for men; married men as well as single men. Men of colour too.” The priest exhaled. He felt a slight twitch underneath his tunic. “Have you acted upon these… desires Clara?” Clara paused for a few seconds. “Not yet, Father. But I ache to do so. I lust for sexual fulfillment.” “Do you pleasure yourself Clara? Thinking about these men?” “Yes, Father”. The priest exhales again; harder this time. The twitch in his groin becoming more persistent.“You will come back again tomorrow Clara. 6pm”. He moves as if to …

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ANNA-BROOKS GETS OWNED, Pt.8

(Hello! This time I thought it would be fun to see where the Roberts Boys got it from. If you are not sure what I am referring to, please click my profile. Of the 12 multi-chapter stories written so far, 10 are about the Roberts boys and their sexual hi-jinks/adventures, so it’s high-time I wrote something about their Dad. This one incorporates a young lass’s introduction into BDSM, hope you enjoy it!) Anna-Brooks Cowan, a woman 1/3 my age, was just ravishing as she stood there in that ‘open’ lingerie. The clincher on this was when my property handed me my phone, saying “I want my Sir to really remember this, so please take pictures of me as we do this” Anna-Brooks said, adding “I want my Sir to know look back on these and …

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Used

I’m a 28 year old woman, slightly taller than average height, with a body thanks to years of yoga and regular gym visits. Chris lived on the third floor of our brownstone, with my boyfriend and I living on the first. One evening when we got home there was water all over the stairs up to the second floor, so we wondered what was going on. My bf was drunk (as I was) and he didn’t want to investigate, so we both got comfortable and put on a movie. But after hanging out for a little while felt like I had to look into it, and Matt was passed out anyway. I left him on the couch and I went out to check things out. Our neighbors on 2 weren’t home, so I went up …

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The Love of Money II – Chapter 15: Cabin Pressure

Thursday, September 12th, 4:29 pm Chloe stood in front of a mirror dressed in a green silk robe that fell just above her knees. It was loosely cinched around her waist, but the opening of the lapels fell low enough where I could see the swell of her inner breasts. She looked up through damp hair, staring at my reflection as I shut the door. It was the first time we’d been alone together since that night I held her. I’d brushed hair from her face and felt the tears in her eyes. Now it felt like business as usual—her with her resting bitch face as she waited for me to say something. “Hey,” I said. “Hey.” Not having much to work with, I grasped for anything to keep things from getting more awkward than …

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