Discipline

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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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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Boy Stud-7

I could tell that Greta wasn’t happy, even though she really didn’t say anything. Dad and I both ate two big, heaping-helpings of scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, and he also gave me my first full cup of coffee, rather than letting me have little sips of his. After Dad had sent Greta downstairs to clean-up, he said to me, “Maybe you should let your girl rest for the afternoon. Now, remember, they’re yours and you can do whatever you want, but after all you’ve done to her last night and this morning, I’ll bet that girl’s got one sore, little pussy. Besides, I’ll bet you’re itching to have some real fun with your boy.” As we were walking downstairs, Dad asked me if I wanted him to stay with me and Joe, but added, …

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Boy Stud-6

I went into Marie’s room alone. Dad went down the hall, to his own girl. The dark-haired dark-eyed girl was sleeping when I went it. My dark-haired, dark-eyed girl. She was still naked and from the way she was laying, I could see both her tight, little dark butthole and just a bit of her still-puffy pussy. I stood there watching her, not exactly sure what to do. My dick was hard, so I started stroking it a bit. She woke when I sat on the mattress and a second later she said my name. That was all it took. Before she was even fully awake, I was on top of her, kissing her deeply and humping my hard dick against her belly. After a bit, I asked her to spread her legs. She didn’t …

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The System

After the Civil War of 2029, the Government of National Unity set up the Special Security Group, SSG, who had almost unlimited powers and were permanently armed. There was no right of appeal against anything they did and any discussion of them was banned under the National Security Act of 2030. Because of their dull green uniforms and vehicles, they soon came to be called The Olives. Anyone taken by the Olives ended up in one of the huge camps behind barbed wire. Sentences were unstated or open ended and, technically, were “Until such time as the offender has been re-educated sufficiently as to be integrated back into society”. There were camps on the Yorkshire Moors, in Cumbria and in the New Forest; there were almost certainly others but, of course, they were a state …

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You need discipline!!

He could hear her slamming things around in the kitchen. Honestly what did she expect would result? Ready for another confrontation he approached her again. “Ashley, stop. You brought this on yourself. As soon as the girls are asleep you will accept your mistake and then we will move on! Understood?” She refused to look at him; in response she slammed another cabinet door. His irritation showing he fisted her hair, pulling her head around forcing her to look at him. He spat, “You should have thought twice before telling me no. To add insult to injury it was in front of my girls. You know better!!” After releasing her from his grip, she continued cleaning the kitchen. Still angry, she was struggling to be more reserved about it. Just watching her made him hard. …

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Lisa’s Story

The Start That night when I was 18 and it all came out was the worst of my life. I found out later that Daddy called the police to come to the house. The lady Detective Sergeant told me that I was being arrested and I found my hands being dragged behind me by the uniformed cop and handcuffed. Daddy followed us to the police station in his car. At the police station the car parked in a yard at the back and the cop had his hand around my arm and made me walk to a door with a coded lock which buzzed us in. We were now in Custody Reception which was very loud. There were drunks everywhere and everyone was shouting. The DC patted me down and felt in the pockets of …

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Is It Punishment If She Likes It?

“What am I going to do with you, slut? For now, strip for me, slowly,” I demand while slapping a riding crop in my hand. “Once completely nude, turn, face the bed, bend down, and place your hands on the mattress.” “Yes, Sir. Again, I’m very sorry.” While you wait, anticipating that initial sting of the crop across your sweet ass, I stand and admire the view. I walk up and gently run the fingers of my left hand up and down your back, slowly running my nails against your skin. While taking my time on your back, my right hand is tapping the crop against my right pant leg making just enough noise to remind you what was to come. Walking around to your side, I gently whisper in your ear, “Is my whore …

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Confessionals part 3

Clara arrived at church one hour before service start time as she had been instructed by the priest. She crept in slowly; unsure of what would be waiting for her. She didn’t know if anybody else arrived early to prepare the church for service or whether it was just to be her and the Father for a while. She didn’t know which scenario she’d prefer more. Her ass was still sore after the brutal fucking it had received just a few days ago. She didn’t think she could take any more of that treatment. The church looked different today. One of the ladies had dressed it with flowers and this beautiful sweet scent permeated the air. It was a vast difference to the stench of sweat, blood and sex from the other night Clara thought. …

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Trafficked Love Ch. 9

Chapter Nine: Undeniable Tensions By the time Angel was picking up her bag to leave the club, it was three in the morning. She followed Rich out the back door of the club and towards his truck until he stopped. “No,” he corrected, turning to look at Angel. He pointed over her right shoulder, “you’re with him.” Angel looked over to a black Cadillac. Dante was leaning against the passenger door, arms crossed over his chest, his left foot crossed over his right. She continued to look Dante over, hearing Rich get in his truck and drive away. “Well? Are you coming or not?” Silently, Angel walked over to Dante. She regretted feeling any more for Dante than any other man. She regretted thinking he was any different from any other man in Angel’s life. …

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Lotus and Lauren

As you know we were both at Art College. I was doing a Foundation Year which covers most aspects of art and Lotus was doing photography and already getting a reputation for being a bit weird due to the highly erotic nature of many of her pictures. I guess outsiders are drawn to each other and we had a pretty much magical bond right from the off when we met in the Student Union bar. I was living in College Halls and having a few problems with some of the other residents and Lotus was renting the ground floor of a house which she could not really afford so I moved in with her. Lotus soon picked up that I was a bit off guys after what had happened with Wayne and it had left …

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Drill Sergeant Domination part I

So here I am. Waiting for a new crop of Soldiers to show up for their first day of Basic Training. This is one of my favorite times of the training cycle, when I get to see the look of fear and dismay in the eyes of cocky young Men and Women as they realize that their new Drill Sergeants are not going to be the little push over bitches that their parents were. I do a few stretches and drink some water cause it is about to be a long day. Standing 6’2” and being 220lbs I can be quite an imposing figure. The bulk of my weight is in my shoulders, arms, and on my back. Hitting the gym and staying in shape is an important part of my life. It has to …

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Innocence Enslaved Chapter 2: What Comes After

Innocence Enslaved part 2: What comes after ***** The two boys couldn’t believe their luck. If Jakes brother hadn’t given them the bottle of whiskey they would have stayed home playing playstation and skipped the party completely. They figured it would be boring simply because of the loser who was hosting it, and if they had known of even one other party nearby they wouldn’t be at this one at all. Now they were in the master bedroom, standing awkwardly on either side of the king sized bed as the cutest girl in school lifted her top up over her head and threw it to the side. Even in a bra, her firm young C-cup tits were one of the best things the boys had ever seen. She had always been shy, turning down any …

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The Lawyer’s Package

Allow me to introduce myself and relay a most unique experience I have had in my life. My name is Elizabeth Moore but I commonly go by Liz. Having worked at a small law firm for about ten years, I have risen to the position of the Office Manager. While the position carries many significant responsibilities, there are times I regard it as nothing more than babysitter for the dozen or so lawyers, and equal number of paralegals, the numerous office assistances. The firm has four partners covering a variety of specialties with each having a stable of young attorneys that work with them. As the Office Manager, it is critical for me to get to know everyone on the staff, to insure they have everything necessary to perform their jobs and oversee the billing …

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Using Lace pt 4

The drizzling rain dotted along the cracked sidewalk. The trees swayed as the wind kicked up their thirsty leaves. It was dark now. Past midnight by Lacey’s guess. The temperature had dropped a lot since they had entered the club hours earlier. Her and Antonio were leaving now making their way through the crowded parking lot. The only lighting was a street light that flickered, littered with swarming bugs. Under it Antonio’s BMW was parked in the VIP section. “Do you own this place? I heard the way Candy and Domino talked to you earlier. Antonio Richards. Richard’s Treasures. Are they one in the same or just a coincidence? Not only that your car is parked in the VIP section” She looked at him waiting for a response. He hesitated, she wondered if he would …

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Mistress Carrie

Ding! I hear the bell sound. “Time for class” I groan. “Ugh, and the worst period of the day. Math. Although, Ms. Carrie is pretty nice to look at, if you know what I mean.” I am a 15 year old bisexual girl, and I don’t have a problem with admitting my teacher was hot! She had a beautiful figure and the way she effortlessly controlled the whole class never failed to amaze me. I had always had a secret submissive side, so I (humiliatingly enough) got wet whenever she ordered me around or humiliated me. She seemed to like to pick on me in general though, always putting me in the spotlight. I liked to flatter myself and kindle my fantasies by thinking she did it because she liked me but I’m pretty sure …

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Saint Katarina’s

After Rhodean, Hayley’s parents sent her to a very exclusive finishing school far up in the Swiss Alps. The school did not need to have a large number of young ladies as the level of fees meant that just a few girls from the richest families in Europe provided a very attractive return on investment. Here the girls, between 18 and 20 years old, would be taught about art appreciation, international stock markets and how to move easily in the very best circles where the very best husbands could be ensnared. It went without saying that these girls had grown up accustomed to the very best things which money can buy but that gave them one very serious disadvantage. It meant that they had no experience of the “normal” world. A girl in a state …

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A first for us both.

We had met online on a site for those interested in BDSM, etc. There had already been many emails and phone conversations as well as a meet and greet for lunch. We were both about to embark on a new journey for both of us. She as a sub and me as a dom. We had made arrangements for a Friday evening meeting at a restaurant. At my instruction she was supposed to select a nice seafood restaurant. To my disappointment, she selected a very casual, family style seafood joint. Wooden tables and wood floors, beer and kids abounded. This was way off what I requested. I did not express my disappointement; that would come later. We ate and left promptly. I had to regroup and change my original plan. So, when we got to …

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Miss Piggy

OK so that’s not her real name but it is what we all called her at my boarding school when I was in Sixth Form (in UK, probably not the same in USA). She was the Games Mistress and she was a genuine sadist. We were all convinced she got off sexually by humiliating us and just by being a bitch. She had a somehow really prominent upper lip which came out just a little bit too much over her lower lip and she had short, butch light brown hair. When you are only just 18, you are no good at judging grown up ages so I can’t really tell you how old she was. I was no good at games; I was the one that no-one wanted on their team so I think Piggy …

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One bad turn deserves another

I remember it well. There were about 50 boys of 10 or 11 years of age in my class and the teacher, Miss Clarke, a woman in her late fifties, unmarried, and I assume looking back on it, unloved, was giving us some form of test. We had each been given a sheet of ruled paper and told to write the numbers one to one hundred down one side. We were told that any mistakes would result in a caning. I had been a pupil at this school for four years and had seen many of my fellow pupils caned and strapped. Some had received it on their bottoms and some on their hands, but I was not as mischevous as most and beatings were something which happened to others. I don’t think I took …

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