Discipline

Little Dancer – Chapters Three and Four

Little Dancer By Semiater Chapter Three I’m not sure how late Anna ended up staying the night before cleaning, but I beat her in this morning. Though, to be perfectly honest, that was usually the scenario. I generally got there before we really ‘opened’, before the clients started showing up, usually an hour early most of the time, but today, I’d got in like 7am. It was easier to get work done that way, when it was quiet. And then Anna, she was of course, always was there once we actually started having people in. I’d got in the zone and was plodding away with the numbers when I finally heard Anna come in downstairs. We weren’t supposed to open for another hour or so still, and I’d already finished most of what I had …

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A night with his friends…

Dressed in tight jeans and a pretty blouse, Rao quickly cleaned the dishes. Her long black hair to the bottom of her back followed her as she swiftly moved around her large kitchen. She was an incredibly beautiful woman, standing at only 5″1′. Her hazel eyes were slightly pulled up in a minor cat eye. An opposite from her thick, dark hair, Rao’s skin was very fair, though her cheeks were usually flushed pink. She was frustrated. Her boyfriend Dax had to go out of town for several nights, and Rao was so horny. She needed a man to go down on her and make her cum. The irresistible urge to touch herself… It made Rao pant just thinking about it. Her jeans were tight enough so that, when she moved, she could attain pleasure …

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A Lesson in Control

Please be advised this story contain brief use of homophobic language. The behavior expressed by the characters are entirely fictional and does not reflect any personal opinions or beliefs. If any of the content isn’t for you, please feel free to refrain from reading. Effortless. The one word that encapsulated the life of Elena Miller. For years, that had been an undeniable fact. Elena always got what she wanted with little effort. She wanted a strong, successful man. She married one. She wanted a large home in a perfect neighborhood. She lived in a pristine two-story house surrounded by equally pristine lawns. She wanted unchallenged admiration. Everyone in her community knew her and adored her. She wanted to be the best looking. At the age of 40, she still possessed a perfectly trim hourglass figure, …

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Teaching Nancy

Nancy sighed as she closed the car door behind her. She had been delivering dry cleaning for nearly four months now, a fairly easy job, but still dreaded her last delivery. Most of her customers were fairly wealthy, snobbish, and made a point of being quick and polite with her, if not a little brash. No customer had ever really made her feel uncomfortable; not like Gregory Burgess. Nancy tucked her dark hair behind her ear before starting the car and glancing in the rear-view mirror. She didn’t exactly try to make herself look ugly when she made the delivery to Mr. Burgess, but she avoided makeup. It wouldn’t have really been possible anyway. She had never really felt like she was beautiful, but she knew she wasn’t ugly. Her dark hair had a hint …

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Clarissa, Masters wife, Worker’s whore pt1

Clarissa, Masters wife, Worker’s whore pt1 Yorkshire UIK after the general strike of 1926. I stood idly on the weed strewn platform with the blustery wind ruffling my thin summer suit, as it rattled the locked waiting room door and rustled the lush cow parsley on the now neglected station garden and I watched the little train which brought me chuff busily away up the steep sided valley as I fretted and wondered why Brabbinger my chauffeur was not there to pick me up in the Rolls Royce. Old Ted the toothless ex stationmaster looked out from the old station house across the road wearing shirt and braces where once he stood resplendent in dark serge and gold braid as he waved away the London train but today times were hard, the station was now …

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The babysitter returns part 2

“So tell me more about your career,” Daphne said as she snuggled closer to Gabe on the couch in his living room. “I guess people ask you this all the time, but what was it like?” Gabe could think of a million other things Daphne could be doing with her mouth than talking, but he loved the feeling of her body snug against his enough to have some patience. “It was great,” he said simply. “I played pro for about three years. It was such a wild ride most of the time. There were always parties, always women. Scores and scores of women who wanted me in their pants. It went to my head a bit, to be honest.” “Do you miss it?” she asked, and he could hear she was trying not to let …

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Guilt Expunged

Julie was a typical middle-class mum with a good job, a successful, loving husband and two beautiful children. She always attended Parent’s Days at the school; she and her husband had a healthy social life and sex life and Julie was on various rosters at church to do things like serving coffee and even Bible reading in the services. But Julie had a deep secret. Of course, Dave, her husband knew all about Julie’s difficult childhood and they had been working through it together. Julie’s mum had been a difficult woman who found it hard to show affection. Her love for Julie had manifested mainly in a strong desire to protect her child by keeping her on the straight and narrow and this, in turn, had led to a strict regime and to a demand …

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Discipline a Rebel Will Never Forget

The chains and spikes on Dereks leather jacket clinked loudly and abnoxiously as he waltzed down the hallway in his school. He was a senior in high school, but at this point he saw no reason to graduate, having a broken family and working at a mechanics shop after school. He wa paid pretty good money, but knew that he couldn’t keep the job forever. As Derek passed a large plexi-glass window on his left, he slowed down and looked in. Behind the glass at a desk was a fairly old secretary filing her nails through her bi-focals. The phone rang and she dropped the filer on the desk and picked up the reciever and began talking cheerily through it to the person on the other end. Derek looked passed her at the door. “Ms. …

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Brooke’s Step-Father

Brooke’s Step-Father Friday Morning 2am Franklin sat with his trousers around his ankles and his big hard cock in his hand as he typed with his other hand. His cock was glistening with precum that had started to trickle down over his hand and onto the chair below. He didn’t care. He was too excited. ‘So this is her?’ Came a message from the stranger at the other end of the internet. ‘Yes!’ Franklin typed. ‘You like?’ He waited feeling his hand tight around his throbbing manhood. He had been hard for what seemed like hours, well only since his wife had retired to bed and he was alone to chat to whoever he wanted. ‘She’s cute. 19 you say? Mmmmmmmmmm!’ Came the next message. ‘I am horny as fuck right now and so close …

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BDSM Boot Camp 13

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional, and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality, or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but …

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1812- Ariana’s Voyage

Note to readers; This work is copy-write 2016 All of the events in this story are based in fiction If you are looking for a quick read, straight to the point, this is not for you. It has a story line with scenes ranging from mild to graphic throughout This is part 1 of the 1812 series, I will be posting part 2 soon. 1812- The Indian Ocean Preface On a fall day in late September, one of England’s royal ships, “The Voyager”, sent out on a trip to Australia. The Royal Court had collected a myriad of sailors, slaves, craftsmen, and entertainers to take the voyager and colonize the new land. Among them, was Ariana. As the princess of King George II, Ariana was always a rebellious girl. She would sneak out of the …

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Teaching Ashlie

My name is Gianna. I’m a 28 year old public relations agent from California and recently became extremely successful. I decided to move from my two-bedroom condo to an upscale house in Beverly Hills, and plans to sell my current digs just went underway yesterday. I agreed to meet my new real estate agent at my place after work this today. I was worried I would run late, so I handed the attractive older woman a copy of my key and told her if she arrived there before me she was welcome to have a look around. When I pulled into my driveway the next day around five o’clock there was already a new-model white Mustang parked in the street. It didn’t surprise me that she beat me there since I told her I would …

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BDSM Boot Camp 14

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional, and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality, or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but …

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BDSM Boot Camp 15

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional, and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality, or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but …

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So you want to be a Bimbo? Week 1

Introduction So you’ve decided to take your first step to become the best version of yourself. No, this isn’t a self-help book. It’s more of a guide to your own sexual awakening. If you follow these steps, you will feel happier and more confident. And, of course, you will be turning heads when you walk down the street. Being a bimbo is not just changing how you dress and act. It is a frame of mind – one that will lead to your sexualization and ultimate happiness. It will not be easy. There will be times that you feel like you would be better off quitting and having a more traditional life. But as you continue, those will be fewer and far between. The only truly happy people – those completely content with their lives …

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Daughter’s slumber party, Part one

With Labor Day coming up, my 16 year old daughter, Rita, asked me if she could have her friends Courtney and Judi over for a long weekend “Goodbye to Summer” slumber party. Since I knew her friends, and was sympathetic to what the end of summer holidays meant from a teens point of view, I was happy to agree. Since my daughter has a queen sized bed, she assured me that at least 2 of them could sleep in the bed, if not all 3, then she would set up a sleeping bag, and if need be, they could take turns being the one to use the sleeping bag. My daughter and her friends are teammates on the high school cheerleader squad. With the routines they do, they are all in excellent shape, athletic and …

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Doll House – Ba

The silence that followed Howard’s broken confession was heavy, thick with the musk of sweat and the copper tang of fear that hung in the bedroom air. His chest heaved. Every breath was a jagged effort, his ribs aching where the riding crop had bitten into the flesh. He was spent, his balls drained, his mind a fractured mess of terror and exhaustion. The leather straps binding his wrists to the bedframe creaked as he slumped forward, his head hanging low, the gray strands of his combover plastered to his forehead with perspiration. Baby Kay stood over him, a vision of predatory elegance in her tight black dress. The glossy sheen of her lips curled into a smirk that didn’t reach her cold, hard eyes. She trailed a single red fingernail down the side of …

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Life Changing Slave Master 2_(1)

Life Changing Slave Master 2 NOTE: Comments on the story not the grammar or spelling are welcome. I left Pamela chained and hobbled in the slave cell. I could not stop thinking about her submissive declaration. I knew that she said it to avoid more pain for her training but felt like she in a sense was broken and accepted her fate as a slave. I decided to see if she would actually behave as a true slave giving me her total submission. With this decision I rose the following morning, checked the monitor finding she seemed to be in a deep relaxing sleep. I had my hired cook to prepare a good breakfast for two and took the tray going to the dungeon locking the entrance door to the sound proof basement. The staff …

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Leanne. Cum slut

Leanne. Cum slut[b]. Leanne yelped as the first slap struck home on her bare arse cheek, leaving a red hand mark and a stinging sensation she hadn’t felt since she was very young. The second slap caught her other cheek and brought tears to her eyes. The heat was making her wet. Her embarrassment of having her arse stuck way up into the sky heightened her arousal. Being bent over a car bonnet with her pants around her ankles and her skirt hitched up over her waist was bad enough, but knowing that at least twelve men were watching her public humiliation and at least four of those were already jerking their cocks just added to her wants. “Harder.” She rasped between clenched teeth. His hand struck her arse with a resounding slap that had …

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Public Pillory 1 – The act and sentencing

Chapter 1 The act and sentencing. The Humility bill of 2069 changed it all. It was a sweeping bill that changed the face of justice. Trials lasted days not months or years. Most sentences lasted hours or days not years. When a sentence was completed, the accused had a clean record. No more ruined lives due to past indiscretions before the accused learned their lessons. Almost overnight, all prisons were repurposed into rehabilitation and party centers. Serious crimes of murder dropped by 99.8 percent in a matter of months. Rape and other crimes of passion were cut by 98 percent. White collar crimes dropped by 93 percent. No one thought it would pass, but both conservatives and liberals found their priorities crossing for widely different reasons. Each hated the other groups reasons, but in a …

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