Domination/submission

The Making 2

The Making 2 I started stammering, “But she said it was ok, that I couldn’t touch her but she could touch me.” She looked at me smiling in such a way that it scared me a bit, “She was right, but you had your hand on her head. That disobedience, your inability to recognize your error and the audacity to challenge me…to question me will bring you great suffering and me great pleasure, and if you do not drop your eyes I will insure you will receive even greater pain. Get up, follow me and do not make so much as a sound unless I give you permission.” I didn’t know what to do, a part of me was scared and ready to run for the door, clothes or no clothes…another part of me was …

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A Princess tamed.

Translated from the original Wuttenberg dialect in 1961. Sunlight twinkled on the babbling brook. The birds were singing. I rested a while where the road squeezed between the wood and the riverbank taking a break from my weary walk back to my father’s house and blacksmith’s shop in Bad Wuttenberg. Two years service in the army of the Arch Duke Reynard had ended and now I was a free man. I heard horses approach, but I rested my eyes and remained reclined against a wall as they came near. Quite suddenly they stopped right by me, a haughty young woman riding a pure white gelding with two outriders carrying pistols and swords on matching grey stallions. She sat side saddle. I looked up at her patent leather boots and heavily embroidered red cloak and her …

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Samantha Chp1

Samantha Offers Herself I was sitting at home relaxing after a day at work, sipping a cold one when there was a knock at the door. For a few moment I sat puzzled at who would be knocking on my door at this time of night? The knock came again and wearily I walked to the door. Opening the door I was surprised to see a young redhead woman standing there, a phone in her hand with google maps clearly visible. “Hello, can I help you?” I asked politely expecting she was some lost delivery girl. “Are you James Jones?” She asked. “Er… yes?” I replied wondering if I had forgotten something I ordered. “With the email ‘[email protected]’?” “Might be….” I said cautiously ( can never be too careful these days) however my face must …

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My Idea of a Perfect Relationship

He was in the library doing some research for a job he had coming up. Sitting at a table in the far corner that was scattered with his papers and books; He was dressed in comfortable jeans and a simple pullover. His leather jacket was tossed over one chair. The librarian distracted him momentarily as she crossed in front on him. Her arms were full of books she was replacing on the shelves one at a time. He looked at her. She had her hair pulled tight in a typical librarian bun, thick glasses, and skirt almost down to her ankles, white cuff socks and penny loafers. God, did she have a manual on librarian dressing? He chuckled softly. He looked at her closely and realized that even though she had on no makeup, she …

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Reading Allowed, Pt.8

READING ALLOWED, Part 8 By lamignonne and Zenmackie Marie felt wretched. While he was gone, it had been easy to nurture her feelings of resentment towards him for leaving her alone all day, tied up and bored, and suffering acutely from her unsatisfied lust. As the long day had worn on, her jaw aching more by the hour, her stomach growling, her body cold and bruised and her head more often than not in one of his toilets, Marie’s frustration had grown and grown. She’d even started to feel like she was justified in snooping around in his study. After all, she’d given up her whole weekend for him and he hadn’t even seen fit to stay at home! Marie hadn’t been able to form any kind of resolve about how she was going to …

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Road Trip part 6

I can see Kori’s brain go from thinking to fight mode and the only thing I can think of to do is roll over on top of Natsuko shield her from Kori’s onslaught. Slaps, punches, claws and I think some jewelry hit me in the back and back of my head as Kori is swearing at Natsuko through me. “You fucking bitch, I will fucking fuck you up you dirty lying cunt….,” Kori keeps going with more profanity than even I care to hear as she beats on me. “Kori? Kori?! KORI?!!!,” I finally scream at her but to no avail as she’s in a full blown rage. The beating stops and I hear the sounds of a struggle behind me and turn to see Imelda and Mathilda dragging Kori out of the bus. I …

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The Chauffeur (#17) The Fab Five

The Chauffeur (#17) The Fab Five By: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 As the car went from the road into the parking lot of the porn store, the bumps were so pronounced that I was jarred awake. Dakota announced, “Daddy, we’re here!” I looked at the shop. Drab white, some spray graffiti on one side of the door and a board covering up an obviously broken window. Dakota parked the car and we all got out. As we went inside, a guy from behind the counter shouted, “AMY!” He jumped down from the counter area to rush poor Amy. She put on a forced smile and politely put her arms around him. I ask, “Amy darling, something we should know about you?” “Well, Dolph and I dated for a short time…. a very short …

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The Stranger – Reposted

This is a story reposted as something seemed to go wrong so most people couldn’t make a vote?!! Comments are welcome but be nice if they were constructive!!!! Samantha is 21, a University student. 5′ 6″, slim build, brunette, C cup breasts. She had met this guy online…they?d chatted a lot, seemed to get on, had similar interests and tastes…and seemed to be mutually compatible when it came to sex….but they?d never actually met. Then, one day he said that he wanted to meet her…to take her to a party. He said that he was going to send her something she would need and that it was quite a posh do so she would need to wear an evening dress. The next day a parcel arrives….its from Agent Provocateur….it?s beautifully wrapped…she opens it carefully….lots of …

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Tai and Bo

Tai and Bo Tai came into Bo’s bedroom dressed in a little yellow outfit that hugged the curves of her body. The top was a tight fitting yellow chemise with spaghetti straps that allowed the tops of her breasts to show. Her boobs were creamy where they showed over the top of the shirt and her nipples pushed the thin material out suggestively. The rest of the shirt clung on her thin torso and ended above her navel accentuating her flat smooth tummy. The bottom was granny pants that showed half of her rounded buttocks. The front had her sex encased to the point where it was easy to see that her pussy was fat and clean shaven under the material. She was smiling as she came up to Bo and she was carrying a …

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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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Breaking Up & Breaking In

I opened up the door, stomach churning. My guts dropped as Serah saw me and smiled, widely and broadly. “Hey handsome! I missed you,” she said, moving across the room with a cute-almost stumble. She wrapped her arms around me, but I stood rigid. She must have felt that, sensed something was wrong, because her smile began to fade. Her lips still stayed stretched up, but her eyes started to fill with worries. “We need to talk, Serah.” Breakups are nasty. I didn’t want to hurt Serah, but then I also didn’t want to be with her anymore. She was gorgeous, don’t get me wrong: around 5’6 with a voluptuous body that was pillowy and soft around the tits and arse, but still some kind of taut around her waistline. Long, smooth legs, and a …

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My Dear Sweet Slave: Chapter 6

Please comment! I’m dying here! Chapter Six Isaac yawned and smiled, opening his eyes to the sight and ecstasy of two soft wet tongues around his cock, stirring it to a full erection. Holly and Alice were bobbing their heads, running their tongues up the shaft of his cock, and stopping momentarily to kiss each other every time they slurped on the head. It had been a week since he had accepted Alice as his slave, so this had become a common occurrence for him. “Good morning, girls,” he groaned happily, rubbing them behind the ears like a pair of cats. “Good morning, Master,” they both purred. Ah, music to his ears. “So what’s the plan for today?” he asked. “Unfortunately, I have to go back to work. I’m sorry for waking you up on …

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My Gold Digging Future Stepmom

It was the summer before my senior year in high school when my mother of only 36 years passed away from a year long battle with breast cancer. She was an extraordinary woman, wife and mother that fought until the very last day of her life. My father and I were both devastated at her death, even though we knew her time was near and thought we were well prepared for the outcome. My mother’s sisters and their families attended the funeral, but went home following the services. After the burial, my father and I went home to an empty house fully expecting to see my mother’s smiling face. I was an only child so I didn’t have any siblings to provide comfort. My father kept to himself for the next few weeks. During that …

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The Loop – Part 23

Traffic was again heavy. He was going to be twenty minutes late again. Between Ms, Tomas and traffic, he was never going to be on time again. Alex parked his car and hustled to the office. Rushing up the stairs three at a time. This stairwell led out by his office. He tried to look nonchalant as he headed down the lined corridor filled with cubicles. He entered his office and closed his door, thinking he almost got away with it. It was not more than twenty seconds that his door opened and his boss, Ms. Blake stepped in. “Late again Mr. Simpson. What am I to do with you?” “Ms. Blake,” Alex answered with his voice full of surprise even through he knew she was watching. “Before you get mad I’m supposed to tell …

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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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Starr’s Anniversary Surprise

Starr’s Anniversary Surprise May 15 is their 6-month anniversary . . . Von wants to do something special for Starr . . . It will make her day! Starr, wanting to please Von, has promised to do something special for him. “Just make the plans and I will be there,” she tells him. “Anything for you!” Von’s mind starts to turn with ideas, all of his fantasies. At least one will be fulfilled! As he starts to make phone calls, he gets very aroused at the thought of her being so willing! Not wanting her to know what he is up to, he quickly gets up and goes to the bathroom to please himself as best as he can, since there will be NO sex until ‘THE NIGHT!’ After a few more phone calls, Von …

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The Visitor_(0)

He stands in the doorway watching her sleep, shes sprawled on her side, one leg over the other, hands under her head, peaceful, naked, entwined in the sheets. He took the opportunity, to let himself in, he had been waiting for this for so long, needing to feel himself inside of her, needing to touch her naked body, watching her every movement and dreaming of how she would react under his touch and control. He takes his time watching her, getting aroused at what is about to happen, and even more aroused with the fact that she has no idea, doesnt know that he is there, doesnt know that he wants her so bad, that he looks at her in this way and that he adores her so very much. He has seen the way …

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The Seventh Slave

The Seventh Slave The house was big and imposing, in fact she wouldn’t even call it a house, it was more like a mansion. The dark brick walls rose high up in the air, the shiny windows mirroring the swirling winter clouds, a drop of rain fell onto her cheek. She brushed it off and walked up the marble ramp, next to the stairs. A fluttering butterfly in her tummy as she stood in front of the big wooden doors. She rang the doorbell and a moment later both the heavy doors swung open and exposed a shiny marble hallway. It stretched out in front of her, there were doors and pillars and all the way in the back there were glass panels that looked out over the back garden. Behind her the wooden doors …

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The Principal’s Turn – Sam’s Fall

Sam’s early return home rekindled Taisha’s drive to deal with him once and for all. Sam is the husband of Principal Maggie Turner, the object of Taisha Smith’s desires for several years. Sam’s philandering was instrumental in Taisha’s recent success in turning Principal Turner to Taisha’s way of thinking. So, she was grateful for that. However, he more often than not proved to be a thorn in her side when it came to her relationship with Principal Turner, and it was time to find him a distraction. Sam was an extremely successful motor home salesman and when Taisha returned from college with no money, living with her Gigi (grandmother), the Turners offered to let her live in the deluxe motor home they had in the back yard, next to the pool! It was an incredible …

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