Bondage and restriction

The Club, Ch. 8 – Milking

The Club Chapter 8 – Milking An hour later, I was lying exhausted on the bed. My room was now just an arrangement of different sex furniture and kept locked at all times from prying eyes. It was time for my main milking session. There was always one session a day that was more ritualized than others. Mr. Savage announced he had something new he wanted to try and put my leash on taking me to his room. A new contraption was now in the place of where one of his bookcases had been. He gave me a guided tour of it explaining it was something that he and Frank had been working on together. “You are placed here up on the table for easy viewing. Some foam for your lovely knees for a little …

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Meeting of Master and submissive -part 1

We have met for a couple of dates and you decide to make a demand on me tonight to test my willingness to obey your command. My vibrating egg is wonderful toy, as I put it in my panties just so it is between my lips hugging my clit. I run the wire to the control to the pocket of my pants. When I arrive at the restaurant you ask if I am ready. I giggle and touch the side that my control is in. You and I slide into a booth with you on that side of me. You occasionally reach over and turn it on and watch as I squirm. You do this through dinner and then we leave to go you have it turned on full blast to watch me try to …

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Under a Witch’s Spell Ch. 3

I made it up to my room after the short walk back to the hotel. I wasn’t sure how I would handle any questions as to my reason for being at the hotel but imagined I just looked like the other guests. It was pushing 1 o’clock once in. I thought I could catch a few hours sleep since I didn’t get much last night, eat a light meal and then hit the streets to see if I could manage another challenge from the list. I stripped down to just my panties, ordered room service for a 5 p.m. delivery, set the alarm and crawled in to the king size bed. It didn’t take long to be out. I was jolted awake by banging on my door. Jumping up in a panic I looked at …

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Brandy Returns to the Ranch

Hi, I’m Brandy. I’m 28 yo Bi Sub, 5”4”, 115 lbs, blonde hair, brown eyes, 32C breasts with permanently erect nipples (have been my whole life), and a waxed pussy … yes, I got tired of shaving last week and waxed myself damn that hurts. I’ve been a Sub most my life although I didn’t know it for quite a while. I do prefer men, but I am now a very well trained obedient Sub and will do whatever I’m told to by a Dom or Femdom. If you’ve read my some of my other posts about my journey finding out who I am and what my needs are, I hope you enjoyed it; if not let me repeat a little of the intro. My OBGYN once asked me how often I liked to have …

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Have Hands– Hilton Head,S.C.

The twins were doing great as the next few days past. Sandra and I were discussing plans in the office of what to do next when Donna came in–as it was her office now. “Hi you two! I just left the twins and they have signed three more members this morning.” A smile spread over Sandra’s face as she knew our plans was already beginning to bear fruit. “Donna- I’ve decided to leave you here just one more week to help the twins adjust to their increased work load. See if you can hire a janitor–a female who cleans houses for a living to clean the floors–pool–locker rooms and sauna..The twins should be able to handle the rest. I have a vacation home at Hilton Head Island, and I wish Dano to see it and …

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Sisters in Slavery Chapter Seven part one

Chapter Seven Part 1 I’ve decided instead of one final chapter I’ll do it in multiple parts. – Author’s note to readers. Nothing about this story is meant to portray any of the characters as under eighteen years of age despite the obvious sexual naivety of the main characters. Also this story also features themes of rape, slavery, bestiality, and incest. It is intended as fantasy and nothing else. If you do not like such stories STOP reading now. Also don’t fill up the comments section with posts about how sick the individuals in the story are or about the people who read or write this style of story. For those looking to take some enjoyment out this tale enjoy yourselves. – – Do to the confusing nature of having two sets of twin sisters …

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Family’s Captivity

Looking at the beach house sitting on the bluff, its multi-colored stone façade and huge walls of glass sparkling in the moonlight, one could be forgiven for not guessing at the depraved events unfolding inside. Darrell groaned, his naked body covered in red marks from the constant lashing of the whip. He was tied to a sturdy, wide chair, his wrists bound to the armrests, his ankles bound to the legs of the chair. “That’s enough, Diego. You can give your arm a break for a moment.” Joquan shook his head sadly at the father and then glanced over at the captive’s two young daughters sitting on the couch across from them. “You shouldn’t have stiffed me, man. I loan you money, I expect to get a return on my investment. You’ve had 12 months …

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Depravity’s Daughter 2

Lucius For a few nights, I kept her sheltered and under the care of my home. When we went out together, it was only across the acres I owned. She would play happily, barefoot and naked while I watched. And then sometimes she would turn to look at me and get a shy, wicked look in her eyes. And when she made sure she had my attention, she would lay back on the dead ground and finger herself. I learned to use and take advantage of those playful moments. I would stand up and approach her while she watched with wide, excited eyes and I would study where she fingered herself open so eagerly. Her every expression opened up to playing with the demon and I smiled, nudging her legs with my feet. “Come on. …

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Modern Family: 4 – Something Sweet and Something Naughty

Chapter 4 – Something sweet, something naughty Manny woke up bright and chipper, he usually woke up like that and he decided to see if today was going to be any different than any other day and ask out Naomi, Luke gave him her number and they had been texting a few times last night. “Morning mum, morning Jay” Manny sang, as he made himself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table, where Andy the nanny had put out chicken pancakes. “Eat up mini boss, this is my mothers special recipe and it will blow your mind” Andy the nanny told him, Manny smelled the pancakes and his stomach growled, he was very hungry and he dug in. Gloria and Jay were doing something with Joe, Manny didn’t mind, he was old …

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House Slut 32 – Halloween pt2

Halloween pt 2 This is a direct continuation of Part 1 which I recommend you read first. -phenylalanine After a small break to take a breather and as the groups finished up their punishments of their sacrifices, Tegan was taken down from her rack and half carried on wobbly legs back to the table she had been lain upon for the marathon session that had taken place earlier. Her mind leaped to the conclusion that they were finally going to finish the job they had started as she associated the table with being fucked. The rack was removed by the men who weren’t preoccupied with assisting her. Her nipple clamps were removed and she gasped with a mix of pain and relief as blood surged back onto the aching tissues. One of the men gently …

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The Punching Bag

Chapter 1 Sophie has been married for a little over three years, but never has she had a fight as big as this one with her husband. It started when her mother-in-law “forgot” to invite her to the Thanksgiving dinner and did not seem to be ending any time soon. In preparation for his short trip, her husband packed his bag silently. He did not spare her a look and although she knew she did nothing wrong, Sophie was begining to have her doubts. The next two hours passed as she was trying to build up the courage to say something before he left. She didnt want him gone for days and leaving on bad terms. But she couldn’t do it. His mother has always been a menace. No matter how hard Sophie worked to …

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Queen of the Sex Slaves

1-Hub She tried to evade them for years, but in the end, they finally caught her, Tisya Achoka, and they brought her here. It is a fact widely agreed upon throughout the galaxy, that this place, the piratical slave traders’ planet of Aghara-Penthay is one of the best places in the universe to be male, and one of the worst to be female. Although the Slavers of Aghara-Penthay do deal in some male captives, such as for labor, for breeding stock, or for those who prefer men providing their sexual services, the Slavers made their fortune, and became infamous, for buying or capturing, training, and then selling desirable women. Over the centuries, it has become enshrined in Slaver culture that women are only a commodity, and their laws have long dictated that a woman forfeits …

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It’s Always the Quiet Ones 1

Hunter Working night receptionist at the entryway of a ritzy building of apartments and penthouse suites was a dream job for a college student like me. It was stupidly unfair how easy it made my life because there were, like, two basic rules for the rich people who lived there and they all followed them to a t. After my shift started, no one got in without a key and there was no drama. Literally, whatever the laziest solution was on my part was the correct solution. For someone taking a full slate of accounting classes during the day, this was perfect. Boring was good. Boring meant getting homework done. The security doors meant I was always safe, always. There was never any danger. The worst part of the job was the crazy, old money …

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Daves Fairground – The ducking Stool Game

These next chapters will describe the rides Dave had set up for his fun fairground. The Ducking Stool Game The basic setup of this ride was very similar to the normal ducking stool you would see at fairgrounds and parties, there was a 5 feet tall tank of ice-cold water, although only shallow this was to ensure that the victims head after dropping into the tank would be out of the water to stop her drowning. Dave had managed to reverse engineer a swimming pool heater to cool the water rather than heat it up, this kept the water nice and chilled for the falling victim. The activation method rather than throwing balls was a paintball gun. The victim was guided up a ladder to the platform suspended above the water tank. A stool was …

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Daves Fairground – The setup

Chapter 1 – The setup The rest of that weekend comprised of Dave and Paul checking over the rides and the woodland and setting up the rides so that they were ready for the actual day for the lifting process. In between the site visits they had some fun with Jen and Steve. Jen was physically and mentally worn out at the end of Sunday. Dave accepted the fact that she had endured quite a weekend of abuse and gave her a few days to herself to recover, he had plenty to amuse himself with setting up the final touches to his performance tent and equipment for that. Dave had agreed with Paul that as soon as he could get his hands on a suitable helicopter then he would be ready for him. A few …

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Aftermath of Steve dropping the bomb on Marie (S3)

Saturday at lunch „You told her? Are you crazy?“ Jenny can’t believe what her step-brother is telling her. How does he not realize that this was a bad idea? “Of course I told her.” Steve says, “You don’t build a relationship on a lie.” In comparison to his sister, Steve seems pretty calm about the fact that he could have scared Marie of for good. And that after only one date. At the very least he is confident that he made the right choice in telling Marie about him and his sister. “Lying is completely different from not telling her, or at least waiting for the right moment to drop such a huge bomb. I mean what did you think. If I go on a date and the boy tells me he has a BDSM …

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Babysitting the Twins Again – Part 3 – Jenny’s Halloween Sleepover

Babysitting the Twins Again – Part 3 – Jenny’s Halloween Sleepover This is part 3 of the Story of Debbie, Jenny, and the twins. This story introduces Jenny’s friends. Please read “Babysitting the Twins Again” and “Babysitting the Twins Again – Part 2 – Sweet Sixteen” for the precursory stories. Cast of Characters: Billy and Bobby — 15 year old identical twins. Smart, handsome, tall, athletic, horny. Willing to break a few rules… well actually, all the rules. Debbie – 22 year old “star” of part 1, Tall norse goddess… Had a little trouble babysitting the twins… Now the twin’s step-mother. Very pregnant by one of them. Jenny – 16 year old “star” of part 2, Debbie’s blond little sister.… Overwhelmed by attention at her sweet 16 party. Now the twins’ best fuck buddy. Edward …

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My Dear Sweet Slave: Chapter 1

Chapter One Her sweet smile, that was the first thing Isaac noticed about her. Having just stepped into his favorite diner, he found his eyes drawn to the cute waitress maneuvering through the tables with a pot of coffee in one hand and a tray of food in the other. She was clearly eighteen; her “proportions” boasted her physical maturity while their perkiness showed her untapped youth. She was rather tall for her age, standing at six feet, maybe a few inches shorter than Isaac himself. Clashing with her pale skin, she had long black hair that was braided into a ponytail with two locks framing her teardrop face and big brown eyes that looked as though they belonged to a kitten begging for food. That smile of hers, there was something particular about it. …

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Restoration complexity

I’m Heather, 26, soon to be graduate from quite well known art school. I know what you are thinking, why would one waste time with education for profession with such bad track record regarding jobs. But I wasn’t, nor am this moment clueless regarding facts. I chose my majors and minors with backup plans after backup plans. I obviously dream to rock the art world one day, but I am realistic regarding expectations. That is why I did my apprenticeships in places where I might earn long term employment while I can practice my own art. And that is why, I am currently apprenticing in a company which specializes in conservation and restoration of artworks. The company is quite small, only like 4 employees and myself as an apprentice. Conservation is something that can be …

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Learning from a New Family

I was nervous when I stood on the doorstep. This was going to be my new home, in a new city, away from everyone I knew. I didn’t know what it would be like, or what I would do if I didn’t like it. I knew a little bit about the home. My foster parent was a woman in her early forties. Seven years ago she had taken in another foster kid, and recently had adopted her. She was a girl, sixteen, two years older than me. I had just reached the age where I was becoming interested in girls, rather than avoiding them. Still, I doubted it would turn out that way with this girl. It was the second week of summer, which meant she’d be the only person around my age I’d be …

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