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The Man of Sin: Chapter 4_(0)

Chapter 4 Lily whimpered with her face to the ground, feeling more humiliated than ever in her life. She felt like she was doing something wrong, something dangerous and unwholesome. She was with Xavier behind the university gym, enjoying the privacy. Buzzing inside her were two large vibrators, one in her ass and one in her pussy, with Xavier stirring them to further intensify the tidal wave of sensations sweeping through her. He was training her in anal play, having convinced her that it would be a great method of bringing her joy and physical pleasure, as well as let them break down the physical and emotional barriers between them. In reality, he was doing this to weaken whatever resistance she might have to his will. The more he humiliated her like this, the more …

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The Secret Life of Mike the bipolar MANCUNT: Part 1 the beginning

This is a 100% true story and is the beginning of my journal of the hidden dark side of my life. I am a 46 yr old discrete closeted gay man that is bipolar with rapid cycling. My story and the ones to follow are not so seek sympathy or even understanding it only meant to get off of my chest all the things I have done in my progressively sick perverted life. Maybe someone will be able to relate and find some comfort in not being alone in this world.. The things I do and have done I do so out of my free will. Yes I am bipolar and most of the stories occur during either maniac or depressive times but that is the nature of the illness. Heck I don’t even consider …

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My Dear Sweet Slave: Final Chapter

Chapter Nine Isaac and the girls were in walking down the expansive hallways of the Maine Mall, moving from store to store. Isaac had decided to take them shopping and spoil them a little, so of course he was carrying the bags and covering most of the purchases. The smiles of their faces were priceless, but hauling the countless bags of clothes, he couldn’t help but smile at the thought that he now felt like THEIR slave. Blood splattered across the movie screen in the newest horror movie released, with Alice, Holly, and Donna trying to sink into their theater seats while struggling to work up the courage to watch the film. The four of them had been trying to pick a movie to go out and see, when Alice spontaneously suggested seeing the ghost …

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Deadly Sex Games CH 2

Sally never knew his real name. It was only “Deathmaster.” He gave her a special telephone number to call when she wanted to have another session with him. The sexual excitement of the first session was so intense she could not stop thinking about it. She wanted badly to do it again, but she knew that each time she had an encounter with Deathmaster, he might kill her. But that was part of the thrill. After about a week of rationalizing, telling herself how foolish it was to risk everything for that moment of intense orgasmic pleasure, Sally found herself making the call. She wanted to do it one more time. And that will be the end of it, she promised herself. If he doesn’t kill me, and chances are very good that he probably …

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Lil’ Red

Once upon a time, in a faraway land, lived a fair maiden. She lived in a cabin by the stream through the woods with her Grandmother. To help around the cabin, she would take weekly shopping trips into town, and sell her grandmothers knitted goods. She had dark hair and eyes, and was taller than all the women, and most of the men in town, which made her a bit of an outcast. She was also fond of her red riding cape, so most the towns’ people just called her Lil’ Red. Over the last few weeks, she had a sense she was being followed to and from town on her weekly trips, but every time she’d look, she could never find anything or anyone. Even when she’d enter the woods in a different location, …

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My Tormentor

I’m sitting at a bar, dressed in a way that makes it obvious I’m not here for the music. My skirt is short and tight, and I’m not wearing any panties. Or a bra for that matter. My full, pert tits are practically falling out of my revealing crimson red top. It screams for attention. And attention I’m getting, plenty of it. I can see several guys who’ve noticed that I’m going commando – and they like what they see. What’s not to like? My pink, lush pussy is carefully trimmed to perfection, just a tiny landing strip. I casually let my legs come apart a little, giving a group of guys their money’s worth. The nudge each other, awkward and nervous. They want to see more, but they’re too scared to come up to …

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Learning a good lesson

I take a minute to think about it this time, bent over the couch, ass in the air for the third time this week. You’d have thought that by now I’d have learnt my lesson by now, but no if you can’t listen then you must feel at least that is how my Master sees the world. If only he knew how I wrack my brains coming up with mischievous things to do to earn my spankings. This time I’d taken it a little far, I know. I’d cum and left my wet panties on the bedroom floor, in a space that I was sure he would see them. My Master is not an unreasonable man, but is not a fan of messy living. I hear his footsteps and I close my eyes to sink …

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Salvation Ch. 11 Amy Jennings

Greta Foulds fell in love with Amy the moment she set eyes on her and she just knew that she had to spend some time alone with her. Greta had developed a real passion for abusing and punishing little girls in her position as governess and Amy Jennings was now about to find out just how much. She had mentioned this to Alice a while ago, but it wasn’t until now that Alice decided the time was right. Still angry that Amy had interrupted her much-needed orgasm, she arranged for Miss Foulds to spend the afternoon with the girl in one of the private dungeons, prior to Betty bringing her to the special punishment room later that evening. Apart from Amy being at that awkward age, the time when her body was growing so quickly …

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An average day for his happy little whore…_(0)

I’m lying on the bed. Waiting. The underwear I’ve worn throughout the day in the corner of the room. That’s not allowed now. I’m covered with a sheet, my piercings making an appearance as my nipples harden at the thought of what could happen when he gets home. I roll over, brushing them against the sheet sending a wave of tingles down my spine to the hollow of my back. Time goes so slowly. I can feel a wetness between my thighs, increased by the knowledge that I’m not allowed to touch. To ease the ache that means I need to be filled. Gently I begin to grind my hips down onto the bed, struggling to ease my frustration without giving into temptation. The sheet is twisted around me, beginning to expose parts of my …

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My sisters their friends and me, their sissy

“My sisters their friends and me, their sissy” Part One My oldest sister Vickie, was 18 when my mom died. My middle sister Michelle, was 14 and my youngest sister Joy, was 11. I, Mark was the baby of the family at 7 and had been the only male in the house since father had passed away when I was 2. He left us well off and with his money well invested we lived very nicely indeed. We had a private tutor/governess, Ms Wells, a young lady of some thirty or so I suppose. A live-in housekeeper Ms Dee Dee, a French exchange student about twenty four or so. And a cook/butler/chauffer/handyman/gardener Fido, a young man of about twenty or so. I always thought his name to be strange but when I asked my sisters …

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Traci’s Abduction and Rape 4

Traci’s Abduction and Rape 4 It has been almost two years since Traci was taken to a remote building by her kidnapper. He had tied, whipped, caned, vibrated, and fucked her in all her holes. She thinks often of the pain and pleasure he forced on her using and abusing her. Each time she relives the experience with her unknown abductor she gets wet and masturbates to very hard orgasms. She has dated and had sex many times since the last time he used her but nothing from any of her dates gave her the pleasure she felt while he used and abused her. She still has her online friend in Texas and has told him every detail of her experiences she received from the friend he sent her way. She has ask several times …

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Sophie The Pain Slut II

Since the start of my relationship with Sophie everything had changed at school, every guy wanted to befriend me even though they were jealous of me and would pressure me into revealing details about my sex life, I would give them a sly smile and refuse. Some guys were so obviously with their jealousy and I would catch them giving me dirty looks whenever they saw any form of public affection between me and Sophie. The other side of my new found popularity was that all the girls in school had started to try and sneakily flirt with me whether I was on my own or if Sophie was around. It had been a busy 2 weeks since that night of our first BDSM session as we had exams coming up and had only had …

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Birthday Dinner Party

Shivering slightly as she’s laying on the table, which considering the fact she is completely naked isn’t really surprising. Surrounding her on the table are serving containers filled with various finger foods. Laying atop her body, strategically placed on her body, in specially made serving containers to ensure they do not fall off her, are the various dipping sauces for the foods laying about her. Not only that, she has draped across her neck a necklace of flowers, pineapple rings circle her nipples. A sweet bouquet 3 white roses covers her crotch. Her laying there for what seems like hours, as well as the soft music playing in the background of the dinner part has lulled her senses somewhat. She was the center of activity not that long ago as the roughly dozen or so …

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Deadly Sex Games CH 1_(1)

It all began with a chance encounter in an Internet chat room. Sally was doing her favorite thing . . . flirting with the boys in an adult room, and when stimulated enough by the boys she linked with, getting in some serious masturbation. That particular night she met “Deathmaster,” a man in the role playing room who talked about killing the women he fucked while they were in the middle of orgasmic pleasure. The idea turned Sally on so much that she had three powerful orgasms from masturbation while they chatted. Deathmaster and Sally agreed to meet again the following night, and he succeeded once more to inflame her with his stories about deadly sex. By the third night they had exchanged e-mail addresses, and not long after this, Sally actually consented to meet …

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Perchance to Dom Ch. 1

Perchance to Dom by DiscipleN NOTE: this chapter does not contain incest, although it’s mentioned in the beginning. ***** I’ve lived more than 18 years. During them, I’ve read my share of raunchy stories. I don’t believe any of them, especially this one. I like the ones about submissive mothers and young sons who break out of their comfort zones and learn to take control. Nobody does that, though. I mean, sure a mother is fucking her son, right now, somewhere in the real world, and maybe he pressed to do so, but no one has ever lived the insanity my mother and I created from our Yin and Yang dance. And if something similar has occurred, no one has found the intensity of joy that we have. It started with my father and my …

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Training Samantha, the prequel

Training Samantha, the prequel Samantha was depressed. Her life was a mess. She was going nowhere. She failed her college courses. She couldn’t keep a boyfriend. She needed help. Her friend Anya suggested she contact Mike, a life coach who had helped other girls, so Samantha arranged to meet him at his office down town around noon. Mike was a good looking guy in his thirties. He wore a smart lightweight suit with a conservative shirt and tie and looked every inch the consummate professional. His receptionist Mandy showed Samantha in to Mike’s office and then went to lunch. “Hi, Sam, I’m Mike, I understand you are depressed,” he ventured getting straight to the point. “I guess,” she replied. “So what’s wrong?” he asked, “Guy trouble?” She nodded, “I feel stupid, guys just use me.” …

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The Breast-Growth Serum

I bit my lip, staring at myself naked in the bathroom mirror. It was so unfair. I’d seen pictures; Mom had already had a beautiful pair of C-cups when she’d been my age. And by the time she’d had me, just a couple of years later, they’d swollen up to the most amazing double-Ds! But here I was, a week and a half since my eighteenth birthday, and I still barely even needed a training bra! I sighed, reaching up and giving myself a dejected squeeze. Maybe it wouldn’t be so frustrating, if I didn’t look just like her in every other way; I was tall, five-eight and skinny, with long, naturally blonde hair and bright blue eyes, and a cute little button of a nose. I actually really liked the way I looked… all …

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The Dragon

They led me through town towards the cave, stripped naked with my hands chained behind my back, legs with a loose chain between them being exhibited as the sacrifice to the Dark Dragon. I tried to enjoy my last moments being marched through the town; the Dragon always ate its captor alive. I let the cool breeze dance across my skin, knowing that all eyes were on me; trying to get my last voyeuristic thrill. We were close to the cave; you could see a thin trail of smoke fluttering out of its entrance; the air warming the closer we got. My ears detected some mix of a growl and a purr emanating from the cave as well that sent a strong tingle fluttering down my spine making my muscles clench; I knew I was …

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The Loop – part 12

The car turned off and he made his way out of the leather seat. He popped the trunk and walked back there. “How was the drive,” he said with a smile? He gave her his hand to help her out. “It was fine Sir. She passed the time of thinking of all the things she could do to please you.” “Good girl. You really have taken to this submissive role.” Once she was standing he closed the trunk and grabbed her by her upper arm. He directed her to the door on the far side of the garage. “Let’s see how you do now that we are alone.” “I need to turn off the alarm to the house first and close the garage door,” she said at the door. Her slim long fingers pressed the …

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HEAD GAMES

This is my first attempt at story telling of any kind. I have been reading this forum for the last few months, so if some of the adjectives sound familiar, thank you in advance for adding to my vocabulary. I hope you all like. Head Games It was very late one night when I was returning home from my bartending job in the city. I was taking the last train out on the Metro and to say that it was deserted would have been an understatement. There were only a handful of people on the train and everyone was bundled up to protect themselves from the cold night air. I could not wait to get back to my small warm apartment and release my feet from the shoes that had been cramping them for the …

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