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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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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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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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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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Submissive Incest Mind Control Chapter 1: Naughty Daughter Spanked

Submissive Incest Mind Control A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter One: Naughty Daughter Spanked By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! “We’re not angry with you,” my mother said, giving me a slight smile, “we’re just disappointed, Bess.” “Disappointed?” I groaned. “That’s it? Disappointed?” I glanced at my father’s car, the front end crumbled, radiator fluid forming a larger and larger puddle. I pushed up my glasses and then rubbed at the back of my neck. The tow truck beeped loudly as it backed up to the vehicle. “That’s right, Bess, disappointed,” my father said while nodding. He stood tall over me but his brown eyes stared at the wreckage of his car. He loved his Mustang. The cherry-red, sleek sports car held a prized place in …

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Boy Stud-4

Thanks for all the great comments about my stories. I love to hear from y’all. I’m posting chapters 4 and 5 of this story, as well as the second chapter of ‘What’s Wrong With Me?’ If you haven’t seen that one yet, take a look. Thanks again– –RogueRambler But before I came, Dad pulled off my dick once again and he thanked me. “That tasted wonderful, son. Thank you for sharing it with me.” Then, he moved back a bit and forced Joe’s face into my crotch. Dad said, “So, do you want him to blow you. You can come in his mouth if you want. But don’t forget, you still have to punish him for trying to attack you.” I looked at my dad and felt my dick throb. Dad’s mouth had felt great, …

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Submissive Nanny part 1

I retired and decided I needed extra income to help supplement the retirement. So I registered with a service for nannies. After all I had raised kids and babysat my grandchildren so just how hard could it be. Well, the first call was not to my liking because they wanted me to live at their home and that was fine at first. Soon I became a mother to these kids for entire weekends and that was supposed to be my time off. I did not mind if I had been compensated but never was there anything extra for those extended times of care. So, back to the agency but there wasn’t anything registered with them at this time. I got a call about a single dad needing someone to care for his 6 year old …

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Instructor Mike’s Academy – Part 4 – Becoming a Girl

Warning: This is an explicit semi-fictional/semi-autobiographical multipart series involving White Daddy / south asian teen raceplay, crossdressing, and more. If you are not over 18 and/or find the notion of White Cock superiority to be offensive, then please do not read on. Instructor Mike’s Academy – Part 4 – Becoming a Girl Sadly, it was time to head back. I had cleaned myself well in Instructor Mike’s shower, and when my mother came home she was none the wiser to my day’s lesson plan or psychological transition. I went to bed with a smile on my face thinking of the amazing feeling when he made my little peepee dribble, but more so with the knowledge that I pleased my Sir and helped him shoot his Glorious White Man Cum all over his little sissy’s face. …

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Cleo’s Fall Book 2

Cleo’s Fall Book 2 Chapter 1 Cleo didn’t have to pack anything before she left the home she’d shared with Mike for the past two years. In fact, Mr. Chapman wouldn’t even let her return there. He said he’d provide everything she’d need, and apparently, he was so rich that he could. She’d been riding in the back of a stretch limo for the past three hours, occasionally sucking Mr. Chapman’s huge black cock wherever it magically appeared, sticking out of its fly. She was never able to take even half of it, but three times, she’d swallowed most of his copious flow, and as a result, her crouch was sopping wet. Chapman had told her to remove her underwear before she’d entered his car, and had told her at that time, she’d never need …

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Strong Women and sub me Capter three and four.

Chapter 3. We hadn’t heard from Audrey and Pete in a while, so when I arrived home, Lynda surprised me with the news that she had organized a dinner for the four of us at our local pub that evening. It turned out to be a delightful social gathering, and we all had a fantastic time. During the evening, Audrey mentioned to Lynda her and Jackie’s idea of planning a girls-only night out with a small group of about four friends, where they could enjoy drinks and some adult entertainment. Naturally, my wife was thrilled about the idea. “I’ll take care of the arrangements,” Audrey confidently declared. A couple of days later Lynda received a phone call from Audrey. “I have arranged the night out for this Friday if that’s all right with you,” she …

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Beauty and The Beast

Between the darkness of the forest and the foreboding of the house, there was a garden of extraordinary beauty. Though it had clearly been cultivated with some skill, it was not overly pruned, nor sculpted. Nature had not been tamed, but rather invited within the boundary of the high stone wall and gently coaxed to display its most vibrant colours and playful, sprawling shapes. In every direction, flowers of all forms and hues competed for the admiration of the observer. The air was alive with the humming of bees and the sweet fug of lavender and honeysuckle, undercut by the insistent sharpness of rosemary and pine. And everywhere there were roses, each resplendent in dashing crimson or virginal white. Through this scene there walked a girl no less beautiful than her surroundings. Slightly built and …

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Master Claims His Pet

There is something oddly erotic about the vampire. Most people can understand this, or there would not be a market for vampire pornography or, the far more common, vampire erotica or other erotica mixed with similar horrific themes. I had never read these stories, and years later when I watched the first fetish video I found it more amusing than arousing. But neither of these setbacks stopped my obsession. I kept it quiet for many months before I confided in my friends. At their looks of horror, I passed my obsession off as momentary in nature, and my friends were relieved and amused at the same time. They had no problem when I graduated high school a virgin. It was not that unusual, although all of my friends had some experience and many were no …

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ONCE A THIEF NOT ALWAYS A THIEF

I’ll confess, I was a little afraid. I’d just become the Chief Executive Officer of Schwartz Ring and Bearing Company, the firm that my grandfather had founded thirty-five years previously. It wasn’t that I felt unprepared; I was twenty-seven years old with a Masters of Business Administration. I had worked summers in all of the departments of the company from the time I was seventeen until I’d graduated with my MBA then I’d started full time. Most recently I’d been vice-president of marketing headquartering in our Birmingham office. My father had followed my grandfather as the head of the firm but with his recent, unexpected death the mantle fell to me, I was coming home to our Illinois home office. Schwartz Ring and Bearing was a family owned company, all the stock save 100 shares …

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From a sophisticated mom to a cheap dirty slut – A desi story

Hi All. This is Dilip back with another hardcore story. This is a hardcore sex story and has many extreme sexual themes like incest, watersports, scatplay and also bdsm. If you don’t enjoy these things, I would say this is not a story. Send in your comments to [email protected] It was 2 years back. I was 20 at that time. We are a family of 3. We live in an apartment in Chennai. My father works abroad and comes once a year. So, it is just me and my mother staying here. Our apartment has multiple blocks. Each block has 4 floors. We live in the 4th floor of our block. Each floor has just two houses. The doors of the houses will be facing each other and there is a lift between the doors. …

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Torture can be fun

Inspired by a friend who WAS misbehaving.. isn’t that right dear heart? As you come back from your morning walk all sweaty and thinking of taking a quick shower and having a good rub you let your mind wonder and enter your room – you feel something different, closing your door and no lights on the room is dark and very quiet. A warm breath caresses your ear and you tremble with fear and delight. Hands grasp your shoulders and pull you back, back to your bed. You feel your clothes being removed from your body and instantly your pussy starts to get wet. Only one person would dare to come to you like this, only one man would have reason to be so quiet and so warming. A cloth goes around your mouth acting …

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No Clothes to Wear at the Beach House Part 3

He woke up to the sound of cameras snapping around him. As his eyes peeled open he saw three girls aiming their phones at his crotch. Just before he reacted he saw two familiar faces behind them, Karen and Emily. He realized then that they had brought their friends over to where he was to show them ‘the naked boy.’ Jim looked to his left and saw Lilly laying there. “Lilly, why did you let them take pictures,” Jim asked in a defeated tone. Lilly just rolled her eyes. “Hey, dude, can you play with your penis?” one of the girls in front of him asked. “What!” “Just play with it like you did last night, honey,” Lilly said. The girls giggled. “No!” Jim yelled in anger. He thought, “I may have been humiliated to …

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A Class Act

AClass Act A lesson in the art of sexual intercourse for a class of young girls at an exclusive finishing school. “Girls, at this point in the curriculum we usually show a video which explains a lot more clearly than I can what actually happens during sexual intercourse.” Miss James looked round her class as she spoke and adjusted the horn-rimmed glasses on the end of her nose. She brushed away a stray lock of hair which had escaped from the chignon at the back of her head. “You will recall that we looked together yesterday at the photographs and cut-away diagrams in the text book but you can obviously learn a lot more by seeing real people making love, even if it’s only on film. But today we’re going to do something special. John, …

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Good Luck

To ensnare to pretty girl is not a joke in the country where religious obligations are observed strictly as every religion precludes free and without a contract sexual interaction. Similar has been the case with me despite efforts my activities remained confined to looking at those lovely girls that comes to shopping in the markets. One day I was sitting in the bookshop being run by my close friend that a girl wearing white ‘Shalwar Qameez’ strolled into the shop. She began to run her eyes across the wall against which magazine of different flavor were hanging. My friend got up and went near her to ask her choice. “I am looking for a book containing critical appreciation of essays of Bertrand Russell.” She inquired. As she was telling her choice to my friend, my …

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