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Trapped, Trained and Twisted Pt. 02

Chapter Three: The Lessons Begin. He forced me to repeat my rules over and over again for an incomprehensible amount of time as a mix of fear and anger continued to burn inside my exposed little body. I heard the words escape my parched lips “I am The Cunt” and “you are my Master” over and over again until the phrases lost all meaning. Despite the mantras flowing robotically from my mouth, the only thoughts in my head were of my friends and family. Surely someone was looking for me. Certainly the police must be on the case and would burst through the doorway any moment to rescue me. “I will give you some time to think about things but you will maintain your position,” he said to me as he moved toward the doorway. …

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Doing Something Bad

I met Natalie over the summer at my niece Jessica’s soccer game; she was playing forward while Jess was on defense. Our meeting was cordial consisting of Jess introducing us and us chatting for a few minutes about how they played that day, I put her out of my mind the moment they left. I started seeing more and more of Natalie as the summer went on, not just at the soccer games but also in my neighborhood. I can only assume that her and Jess had become really good friends because she was always over at her house. I guess the part I forgot to mention was that Jess lived down the block from me so I saw her on an almost daily basis. It was about two weeks ago that I started to …

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Girl From Down the Street: Part 1

Sarah squeezed the washcloth in her hands, the mixture of water and orange goo dripped out into the sink. She rewet the cloth with the faucet and dropped to her knees, mopping up the toddler’s rejected dinner. Sammy laughed from above her as he stuck pieces of cereal into his mouth, using his whole fist to do so. Rising from the floor, Sarah again rinsed the cloth out in the sink. Satisfied with the state of the kitchen floor, she left the room, walked down the carpeted hall, and tossed the rag in the wash basket. She made the throw without even needing to look or turn on the light to illuminate the dark room. Sarah had been babysitting for the Wheelers, twice a month, for a year now. She knew their home nearly as …

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The way it is Now Ch5

The Way it is Now Ch 5 The kiss becomes harder. More urgent for both of them. “Oh, Sarah”. He pushes the words out between belt lashes of tongue. She can only moan into his mouth. She pants, clawing at his jacket. He moves to put her down. She grabs hold of his lower lip in her teeth. Through her clenched maw she speaks acidly “Dont you dare” Option number two it is then. He moves from the center of the room. Trapping her back against the wall with his chest. She clings to his shoulders as he moves their crotches apart far enough that he can get his hand in. Unhinging his belt. Then his closure and getting his zipper down. He pushes his pants off of his hips. His underwear follows. Freeing his …

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Embrace the darkness Chapter 2

As the morning light filters through the window, casting an eerie glow on Lilly’s room, she begrudgingly prepares for another day in the mundane world of school. Lilly, still harboring her shy and awkward nature, stands before her wardrobe, unsure of what to wear. The succubus, begrudgingly playing along, watching Lilly from a realm that no one can see. Lilly picks a flowy floral dress, adorned with delicate lace trimmings, and pairs it with white ankle socks and sneakers. As she gazes at herself in the mirror, a faint blush colors her cheeks, her innocence radiating from within. The succubus, though disappointed by the lack of darkness, will not accept this. It whispers words of encouragement, urging Lilly to embrace her new allure. However Lilly resists the succubus’s guidance, but will compromise and wears a …

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Double Trouble? – Part III

Double Trouble? – Part III We finally got to Ellen’s around 9:30…Ellen was in her terry cloth gown with a towel wrapped around her wet hair. When I walked in she gave me a smile that lit up the room and walked over to me….pulling me down to her, and gave me a very long tender, loving kiss….not terribly sexual….but most definitely loving and affectionate. “Good morning Mr. Bear, did you go into hibernation?” “I was beginning to think you had forgotten how to get here.” “Nope, I was just hard to wake up…and then took my sweet time getting out of bed….messed around the house for a bit, grabbed a shower and here we are!” “I slept like the dead last night and Jennifer said she tried several times to get me awake.” Now …

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the glory hole part 2

i had just gotten fucked by a cock sticking out of a hole in the wall it still throbbed inside of my pussy. its shaft pulsing inside of me the head was growing fatter swelling its mushroomed tip as the walls of my pussy tightened around it. his cum running over my lips and down his shaft dripping off his balls and running down my legs along my inner thigh. my boyfriend had me leaning up some resting on his shoulders as he pulled the new dress up my back and rubbed along my lower spin over my ass cheeks and softly spanking my little round ass as it pressed against the dirty wall.the cock slowly pulled out of my pussy letting my lips touch the tip of his cock as it dripped some cum …

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They Fucked Me On Daddy’s Lap

“Daaaddy… Someone’s knocking at the door!♪♫♪” “Tammy, wait!” he called from the other room. Before he could explain, the door opened. Two large shadows forced their way into the house, the taller looking of the two men coming in first, bumping roughly against her shoulder as he strode past her, making her stumble and fall painfully onto her bum on the hardwood floor. “Jack Marron! You son of a bitch!” he called out to her father in a voice as frightening as thunder. As she looked up at the two strangers, panic in her eyes, she regretted opening the door. “Don’t hide, you coward! Come out and show your face!” “Maybe he’s not home” said the fatter one. Suddenly, they seemed to remember the girl laying at their feet, her big hazel eyes wide with …

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ASHLEY’S INTRODUCTION, PART 1

(WOO-HOO my 100th story!!!! Note that this is a work of total fiction and the names and locations are slightly changed to protect the not-so-innocent) I was in Orlando to see a client when I somehow found myself in that obnoxiously loud bar; it was seriously not my scene. So in case you were wondering, I’m Johnathan Roberts (see my other stories for this character) & I am one of the most upwardly mobile lawyers in North Florida, at least according to Esquire magazine. I stand a bit over 6ft, am slim yet athletic from swimming and biking and am too close to 50 to tell my age But tonight was about schmoozing a client, and that brought me here. So as you can imagine, I was thankful my client left after only a short …

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Pam And Christy

After such an exhilarating introduction to my newly found cabin sluts, it was time to cast off. “OK, ladies. That was wonderful but it’s time to get underway. Everyone ready?” “As ready as we’ll ever be” they responded in unison. I climbed up into the cockpit and started the motor. The girls followed and watched intently as I engaged all the various gauges and instruments. Once convinced that we were ready, I issued my first order to my new crew. “One of you go forward and untie us from the mooring ball.” Young Christy jumped up and made her way to the bow. It was a delight to watch her tight little ass as she made her way forward. She bent over at the waist to untie us, giving me not only a spectacular view, …

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Girl From Down the Street: Part 2

Sarah woke up early the following morning. The young sun was just starting to sneak around her curtains, casting a gold glow over her room. The excitement for the day made her giddy as she pushed back the covers and looked over at her clock, the red letters were a blur. She fumbled around her nightstand until her fingers brushed against her glasses. Slipping them on, she looked at the clock again. It read 6:43 am. Dressing in a bathrobe she exited her room, crossed the hall, and entered the bathroom. Having not showered the night before, her hair was a greasy mess. She had left it in a ponytail overnight and it was matted sideways up the side of her head where she had slept on it. Her face also felt filthy. Rubbing her …

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HOW WE MET – Part 5

HOW WE MET Chapter 13: THE REGATTA Miami, here we come! I’ve been there on my Love Boat several times. It’s always an adventure. On one passage, I anchored in the lee of Fisher Island. It looked sheltered and was marked as an “anchorage area” on the charts. There were several other boats at anchor when I arrived mid-afternoon. The charts show an area of deeper water, mostly surrounded my shoals. I dropped hook a safe distance from the shallows and relaxed. About midnight, a raucous storm blew in off the Atlantic Ocean. Little Fisher Island proved no match for this dust up and I was worried about dragging anchor into the shoals. The storm raged and somehow, I survived and did not end up on the bottom. The next morning when assessing the damage, …

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Hotel Clerk

Hotel Desk Clerk It had been another long business trip and some really rotten clients what a day. He was feeling a little down and a lot pissed off as he walked into the lobby of the hotel and feeling sorry for myself. Without looking he slammed his credit card and reservation info on counter, “I hope the room is ready, I know I am early but I have appointments.” In a small sweet voice he hear, “Oh yes your room is ready and early is fine you can go right up”. The voice has caught his attention and he look at the clerk and stare. She is so cute or is it beautiful, no matter, he was very much taken with her. The maroon short skirt, white shirt and maroon vest uniform only enhance …

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The Artist’s Apprentice

I was a little nervous; no, anxious more than nervous or apprehensive is a better word for the way I was feeling. After all, this was the biggest day of my life to this point and all of the art world would be looking at me, or at least my work. I was to open my showing at a prestigious New York art gallery this very evening and I just wished it was all over and everyone loved my work, that’s all. I had every reason to believe that they would, everyone always does, but I just wanted tonight to be over. I am a 27 year old artist in oils, I am, what you would call, a prodigy and have been in the spot light before, but never to this extent. This particular galley …

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The Home Chapter 4

When morning came I was awoken by a loud knock on my door. I was a little disoriented at first by having two naked women in bed with me but the prior night’s events came rushing back. I didn’t really feel like getting out of bed and hoped that whomever it was would go away. After a minute the knocking continued and I heard Sherry Stevens call out, “Mr. Swane, it’s Miss Stevens. Are you ok in there? Mr. Swane, please answer me. It’s 9 o’clock and I’m worried about you.” Mary and Melanie were waking up so I pressed my finger to my lips to keep them quiet and called out, “I’m fine Miss Stevens. Just give me a minute.” I extracted myself from the two women, grabbed my robe and went to the …

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The Blind Girl in the Snow: part 2

Part 2: Rumours and Visions. “There is always someone for each of us they say and you’ll be my someone forever and a day. I could search the whole world over until my life is through but I know I’ll never find another you. It’s a long, long journey so stay by my side. When I walk through the storm you’ll be my guide, be my guide. If they gave me a fortune my pleasure would be small and I could lose it all tomorrow and never mind at all. But if I should lose your love, dear, I don’t know what I’d do for I know I’ll never find another you..” *** Okay. Now this. This is a thing. Well aware that our little group was the center of attention and an awkward silence …

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Food Court 2

This is proposed as a sequel to the item entitled “Food court” by hornyhubby74, dated 2-11-11, which is an exceptional piece of writing and which is a real joy to read. The storyline, the characters and the foundation are inspired by his work alone, and if what appears below is worthwhile, the credit all goes to him. If, on the other hand, what appears below is garbage, the fault is all mine. A big “Thank you” to hornyhubby74, along with an “I’m sorry”, depending on how this bird lands. (I’ve drafted Parts 3 and 4 of this story line, as well, and will post them if there’s interest . . . and absent objection from hornyhubby74.) Food Court 2 Robert held the memory of the young girl from the food court in his mind for …

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Holiday surpise

The Holiday Surprise It was a wonderful holiday in Malaga with the girls – sun, rest, shopping and great food. This afternoon however, Dee found herself at a loose end. Her friends had gone off on a sightseeing tour which Dee had already done, and she really didn’t want to do it again. She had toyed with the idea of lazing by the pool but the weather wasn’t that good today and she wondered what she could do. The idea of a massage suddenly seemed appealing. Pampering and the idea of having total relaxation seemed wonderful. Which massage studio to go to was the issue now. She had seen several adverts in the local women’s magazine and one had caught her eye. It was a Japanese studio and it promised to bring total and thorough …

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Daddy’s Chair_(0)

Daddy’s special chair. Britney couldn’t remember where it came from, Daddy’s chair had been a fixture in her home for as long as Daddy had been coming around. The black leather chair with the low arms. The back reclined, but there was no foot rest that came up, like the typical lazy man’s chair, nor was it as big as those chairs. A foot rest like that would have gotten in the way. It sat off to the side of the living room, close to the front door. Not positioned well for watching tv. No one was allowed to sit in it except Daddy. Next to the chair was a small stand, made to hold a jacket and trousers, like something seen in a fine hotel. On the other side of the chair was a …

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HOW WE MET – Conclusion

HOW WE MET Chapter 17: VICTORY? I was so close, so very close, yet I was still far away. I felt her, as if I could reach over and touch her, as if she were right there with me. And maybe she was. As I sailed the Gulf waters I felt as if I was in some kind of bubble, a protective shell surrounding me. Was it Heather? Was she secretly using her powerful forces to protect me? If she could freeze me, turn my brain into a numb block of ice as she had done so many times before, she certainly could use that same vibe to protect me. I floated along in my bubble for days. I was close, yet still so far away. From Marco Island, headed north, there are a few …

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