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I had been driving down I85 for four hours, on my way home from a work convention. After going through a bitter divorce, I tried to be away from home as much as possible. The large soda I had gotten at a convenience store was starting to get the better of me so I knew I was going to have to stop soon. When I saw the sign for the rest stop, I pulled in without a second thought. It may have been two o’clock in the morning, but I needed to go to the bathroom.

In the parking lot there was only one other car, a silver Camry. I parked next to the other car and sprinted into the bathroom. I immediately felt dismay when I walked into the men’s bathroom to see all of the urinals with signs over them stating “Out of Order”. I was needing to go so badly that I decided to use one of the three stalls . The furthest and largest of the stalls was occupied, so I chose the middle stall for some reason, I really can’t remember why. I quickly pulled down my pants and began to relieve myself.

When I looked to the floor towards the occupied stall I saw something that made my jaw drop. In the stall next to Kurtköy Sınırsız Escort mine was a woman wearing bright blue glittery high heels. As I stared at the shoe, it began to inch towards my stall while slowly tapping. I could barely believe what was happening. I didn’t know how to respond. I rarely went to the bathroom out in public and had never had someone cruise me. I had heard about gay cruising and had heard the rumors of foot tapping in restrooms, but I never thought it would be happening to me. At first I wasn’t even sure if the person meant anything by it.

When I finished relieving myself, I still wanted to see what would happen so I sat down on the toilet to act like I still was using the bathroom. Now thinking about it, it would probably be obvious what I was doing, but at the time it seemed like a smart move. The tapping of her shoe continued until it was right under the divider. At that time I knew that I needed to respond in some way, or I would never know what the person wanted so. So, I stretched my legs out wide so that my foot was right next to hers. Kurtköy Suriyeli Escort Then I tapped once.

I thought this weirded her out, because the shoe pulled back. My heart sank. Then without warning, the occupant of the other stall got on her knees. I saw her sexy smooth legs and the bottom of a shimmering blue dress. Then, quickly, I saw something I was not expecting.

A large cock slid under the divider. It was glorious. I would have guessed that it was at least nine inches long and as thick as my wrist. The mushroom head looked perfect with the smooth as silk shaft. I had never touched another cock in my life but I had a yearning to touch it, to rub it, to kiss this perfect specimen.

Without thinking and before I stop myself, I reached out and grabbed the cock with one hand. I slid my hand up and down, enjoying every second that I got to touch it. With my other hand, I reached under to caress the balls that went with such a great cock. They were smooth and large. As I varied my speed of pumping, I began to hear moans of pleasure coming from the other Kurtköy İranlı Escort stall.

After what seemed to be a long time but likely was only minutes, I began to notice the glistening of pre-cum on her cock. I then heard from the other stall in a very feminine voice, “suck it baby, please.” I knew it was now or never. I sunk to my knees and began by licking her shaft then kissing the head. As soon as I heard her moan again I wrapped my lips around as much as I could.

It was nothing like I expected. Although her cock did not have much of a taste, the pre-cum tasted salty. I loved sucking her dick. As she became close, she grabbed the back of my head from under the stall and began to gyrate with her hips. I felt her shaft begin to flex, and quickly she began exploding in my mouth. It seemed to continue forever. If I had guessed at that moment I would say she pushed a gallon of cum in my mouth.

As I eased back onto the toilet to think about what I had just done, she got up. I could hear sounds of her tearing toilet paper, and what must have been her cleaning herself. I was disappointed. I wanted to see her entire body. I wanted to do so much with her. I heard the sound of her stall door open and close. She was leaving and I would never get to see what she looked like or even to have her help getting off.

Then I heard a knock on my stall door.

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My twin sister Laura had already left to go back to college this fall season, but I had decided to take off a semester as I was totally burnt out on school and needed a break. We were twins but not identical though we did look a lot alike and roughly the same size me being a few inches taller.

My parents were fine with fine me taking a short break but adamant that one semester was all I could take. My mother and father were workaholics so it left me with lots of time home alone to dress up in all my sisters’ clothes. Normally not a big deal but strange to some as I am a 20 year old guy that loves to cross dress.

I had started many years back as a joke for Halloween when we were sophomores; our old school had a dress policy that was fairly strict. Boys had to wear dress slacks in either tan or navy blue color with dress shirts of either white or the school colors red or gold with a required tie.

Girls were allowed to wear basically the same colors in either slacks and blouse or skirt and blouse with knee high white stockings and the required tie. My sister was always pushing the limits of the dress code and any thing else she could get away with. She thought it would be a great joke if we switched uniforms for Halloween.

So that Friday she wore my uniform and combed her hair like a guy. She then dressed me up in her blouse and tie, a red plaid skirt with the required knee high socks and some black dress shoes. I was just trying to go along with her but as soon as I had her clothes on I was hooked. I looked great just like a cute sexy innocent young girl and it felt so right and so naughty and made so horny!

Our switch was a big hit with all our class mates but did not bode well with the teachers and staff who almost suspended us both for the day, settling for a letter of reprimand being sent home for our parents to sign. Our parents never saw the note as Laura forged their signatures before returning the note to the head master.

I had dressed many times since that day and on several occasions had sex as a sissy slut. I loved and cherished every minute I got to sneak away dressed in girl’s attire. At college I rarely if ever got the chance to dress up which was my primary need for a break.

The straight truth was I needed some time alone to get all dressed up and get fucked like the horny CD slut I have become. I am pretty sure my sister had figured out my alternative dressing desires and new found sexuality but my parents didn’t have the slightest clue. So here I am home alone starting my CD sexual sabbatical.

Today I had slept in late woke up with a long soak in a bubble bath and shaved from head to toe then painted all my nails a bright red. Afterwards I dressed in my sister’s old school uniform with thigh high white stockings and red bows that matched the red plaid skirt and tie with a shinny red satin thong underneath! I finished my outfit with some super sexy red 6″ heeled Mary Jane shoes with instep straps.

I did my face up slutty with mascara, eyeliner, blush and fire engine red lipstick accessorizing with gold hoop earrings and a gold ankle bracelet that said “SLUT”! I pulled my shoulder length blonde hair into a pony tail on both sides before I went down stairs for breakfast and to figure out where I could go for some fun!

I made bacon, eggs and toast then sat down to eat on our glass enclosed deck when I heard splashing and yelling from our neighbor’s house behind us. I stood and looked out to see our neighbor’s son had a few friends over enjoying the pool.

Lionel the boy next door was gorgeous and I have had the hot’s for him since they moved in six years ago. He is 6’2″ pure muscle and was captain of the high school football team and quarterback. He is also dark skinned African American and verrrrry well hung which I had seen several times in the shower after gym.

There were four African American guys including Lionel and three white guys from his old team. I knew them all as they were only a year behind me in school. They were getting rowdy in the pool splashing yelling and throwing a ball around. I moved the table over next to the windows so I could watch them as I sat down to finish eating. There is no fence between us so I had a great view when Lionel got out and stood on the diving board. I could easily see all clearly, nearly choking on my eggs and toast noticing he was completely nude!

Not thinking I stood up and opened the sliding glass door for a better look. The door made a distinct rumble as I slid it open which they heard and all seven turned to stare at me. Here I stood frozen like the proverbial deer in headlights all dressed up like a slutty school girl turning bright red not more then fifty feet away. They all stared back at me one even hanging his jaw agape and possibly drooling before they began whistling and cat calling at me turning me a brighter red if that was possible!

I couldn’t move I just stood there staring at them as they thought I was my sister checking them out. Lionel asked if I was enjoying the show and all I could do was Kurtköy Grup Escort nod my head yes with a naughty little smile. He then stepped off the board and walked towards me. I still couldn’t move as he started up the stairs to the deck his long thick semi hard cock pointing the way. I just stared at his cock bouncing as he climbed the stairs to stand in front of me.

He grabbed my hand wrapping it around his now rock hard eleven inch cock and led me down the stairs holding my hand on his cock! He led me back around the pool to a wooden lounge chair and sat me down on it my hand still wrapped around his cock. Dazed and still blushing bright red he moved his cock towards my mouth and I just opened up and let it slide right in.

I was still dazed looking up at Lionel’s face while his long hard throbbing cock slid across my lips and tongue and he let out a deep low moan. By now the other 6 guys were all standing around us as I slid my hand back to take Lionel’s beautiful cock deeper in my mouth to my throat. They started chanting

“SUCK THAT COCK SUCK THAT COCK”!

The chanting snapped me out of my trance like state and I spread my legs apart reached up with both hands grabbing and squeezing Lionel’s firm ass cheeks pulling him towards me burying his cock to the balls into my throat. My own seven inch cock was now rock hard and one of the guys saw it tenting out my thong.

“THAT”S NOT LAURA IT”S HER BROTHER TONY” he yelled out! This stopped the chanting.

“THE WAY HE SUCKS COCK I DONT REALLY CARE”

Lionel replied grabbing my pony tails and using them like handles to pump his long hard cock into my mouth!

Someone grabbed my left hand and pulled it to their hard cock and started me jerking their cock as Lionel proceeded to pull on my pony tails fucking my mouth and throat picking up speed as my tongue ran crazy across the shaft of his throbbing meat! Pulling all the way back so just his large head was tugging my lips before slamming all the way in his balls slapping on my chin.

Another guy grabbed my right hand wrapping it around his hard cock and I started jacking his cock in time with the cock in my left hand. Lionel’s balls were smacking my chin at an increasing rate as he power fucked my mouth and throat when he screamed out!

“OH FUCK HERE I CUM!”

He pulled back out of my mouth launching his cum across my nose and lips and into my now wide open mouth! It tasted so warm and salty I didn’t want to waste any so I slammed my mouth back on the head and held tight with my lips as stream after stream of his cum pumped into my wanton mouth. He filled me up and I swallowed.

He shot again, I swallowed again. He grabbed his shaft and jerked it fast several times filling my mouth yet again and I swallowed it down gladly! Lionel fired off one last stream onto my greedy tongue then pulled his throbbing cock from my mouth and stumbled away to collapse on another lounge chair behind him!

“Bye the way my name is TONYA”!

I announced still jerking the two cocks and pulling my self to my feet, looking around I spotted a bottle of tanning oil. The cock in my right hand was Bill’s and it was white and a little over seven inches long with a nice purple head so I gave it a shove towards the oil telling Bill to gab it letting go.

The cock in my left hand was black easily nine inches and fairly thick. I continued jerking it as I hooked my right thumb in my thong string pulling it down and stepping out of it. I looked around at the other four guy’s jaws agape stroking their cocks as I kneeled down onto the lounge chair still stroking Charles impressive cock and dropped my thong on the chair.

Bill came back with the oil and I told him to work it into my ass and onto his cock so he could fuck me! Bill coated his fingers and sat down behind me running the oil into my crack and slipping a finger inside my tight little rose bud causing me to moan deeply!

Charles used that as his opportunity to thrust his cock free from my hand into my mouth. His firm meat was oozing pre cum which I greedily lapped up with my tongue as his cock head slid towards my tonsils. He quickly started pumping that thick dark meat into my throat and only lasted a couple dozen strokes before slamming his balls against my chin and shooting straight into my throat and down to my tummy!

Bill had three fingers in my ass now and was pumping them in and around with gusto as Charles pulled back letting me lick the last of his cum from his deflating dong before pulling away. Terry, Steve, James and Rick all stepped forward to take Charles place. I could see on each of their faces they wanted to be the next one to experience my hot wet oral nirvana, filling my mouth with his hard cock.

Surveying the bounty before me Terry’s dick was dark chocolate black and maybe six inches but almost as big around as a beer can. Steve was white average thickness and about eight inches. James was also white a bit thicker then Steve and close to nine or ten inches.

Rick on the other hand had Kurtköy Manken Escort a monster dark dark black as thick as a red bull can and easily fourteen inches standing out at a steep angle from his hips and dripping pre cum from the slit of his almost tennis ball sized head. I grabbed a hold of Terry’s thick short cock and Rick’s coal colored tree trunk telling Steve and James to hold their heads together.

“Bill that’s good with the oil just start fucking me”

I said wrapping my lips around Steve and James heads swirling my tongue across around and under them both while jacking my hands on Terry’s stump and up and down Rick’s trunk. I was about half way down on Steve and James when I felt Bill’s cock touch my sphincter and slam balls deep! His hips crashing into my ass, pushing me forward forcing my lips to the limit of stretching wide open on Steve and James shafts!

I let out a scream that’s was mostly muffled by the cocks in my mouth as my lips felt like they would split apart. Bill pummeled my aching ass at near warp speed holding onto my hips as he pounded into my ass so hard I swear he was going to leave bruises. I had to yank my mouth off its cocks to calm him down!

“Calm down a bit Bill! You’re bony hips are going to leave bruises on my cheeks!”

“OH Sorry Tonya!”

He blurted out as the guys all roared out in laughter. If he had some meat on his hips it wouldn’t have bothered me as I LOVE getting fucked hard but he was slamming skin covered bone what felt like bone deep into my ass cheeks and it really hurt.

Bill calmed down so I turned my head back around and continued jacking licking and sucking the four cocks in front of me. I was a nasty slut alternating back and fourth on James and Steve’s cocks. Bill’s cock hit the right spot and I moaned loudly on Steve’s cock and it twitched a bit and pulsed between my firmly gripping lips. I was savoring its taste and texture as my mouth slid wetly up and down its pulsing length making sure to provide lots of tongue. Still jacking my hands back and fourth rhythmically on Terry and Rick’s cocks.

Moving my hot wet mouth over to James and slathering my tongue wildly across the soft flesh of his cock head, my tongue slipping into the piss slit before I slowly work my lips down the firm throbbing shaft running my tongue back and forth under and around his ridged shaft. I continued jacking Rick and Terry as Bill pumped his firm meat into my ass pussy holding firmly onto my hips.

My lips ran into James balls and my tongue worked crazily on the skin joining his sack and shaft together causing him to moan almost snarl and grab onto my pony tails holding my mouth firmly in place his cock head bouncing back and forth on the sides of my throat. He held me there firmly until I had to yank back a bit and take a deep gasp of air giving me a head rush. James released my pony tails so I started my mouth back up and down the firm soft flesh for a few minutes before Terry yelled out.

“I’M GONNA CUM I’M GONNA CUM”

So I turned and engulfed his thick head as far as I could and ran my tongue all over it as his white molten lava erupted into my mouth. His cum tasted great almost sweet but wasn’t thick at all more like water as he pumped stream after stream after glorious stream into my mouth. Terry must have been saving it up for a while, his huge thick balls just kept pumping and pumping and pumping stream after stream into my willing swallowing mouth and I just swallowed and swallowed and swallowed for fear of drowning.

He was pumping so much so fast I couldn’t breathe! It wasn’t a beer can it was a cum can and I must have shook it up too much! Terry pumped what seemed like at least a quart into me in a matter of seconds then backed away and stumbled towards the pool and fell in. Bill couldn’t take it any longer either and he slammed into me held on tight and came deep inside my ass pussy before climbing off and joining Terry in the pool.

“I want that sissy ass on my cock now!”

Ricks deep voice announced as he pulled me up off the lounge and laid down on his back his butt just back from the edge. I turned around and used Steve and James cocks on each side to steady me as I stepped up onto the lounge one foot on each side of Rick’s powerful hips. I lowered my self down gently and grabbed onto his massive shaft guiding the mammoth head towards my hole. I tried and tried and even poured oil all over it but my tight little ass just wouldn’t open up enough to let it enter. Steve came up with the idea of him and James pulling a dual penetration on me to stretch me out enough to get Rick inside me.

Steve switched places with Rick and I climbed up again then knelt down on my knees and took his cock into me with ease and rode him cowgirl for a few minutes while sucking James all the way to the balls. Then Rick took James place and I jacked him off and tried to fit his monster in my mouth with not much luck. James got between Steve’s legs and pushed his cock against Steve’s cock and eased it slowly up inside stretching Kurtköy Masöz Escort ass wide. It took several minutes but they got both cocks inside me with considerable pain and I made them hold still till it quit hurting.

After a couple minutes I gently started moving up slowly then down slowly till I stretched out enough to let them start fucking me. It was an incredible feeling when they started going different ways. James cock sliding into me deeply as Steve was sliding out of me then reversing and James cock sliding out of me as Steve’s cock slid into me. They started fucking me faster and faster one in one out and I was shuddering from the intense pleasure they were giving my wide stretched ass.

I couldn’t take it any more and my rock hard cock let loose a huge load of cum landing all over Steve’s chest, neck and chin. It was the most intense orgasm I ever had and I never even touched my cock, in fact I had both hands wrapped around Rick’s cock jacking him and licking his cock head as I shot my load! James and Steve were plowing my ass wide and deep and loving every second of it as I came. Cumming all over Steve caused him to lose his load deep in my ass and all over James cock which also came deep inside seconds later.

My legs felt like rubber as I tried to stand up and get off them both using Ricks massive cock to balance, teetering on my six inch heels. They both hopped in the pool too join Terry and Bill hanging on the side watching the show. Rick laid me down on my back on the lounge and that’s when I saw Lionel again. He was standing off to the side with a video camera filming my debauchery with a big smile on his face. I flashed back a big smile as Rick knelt between my legs lifted them up placing my high heeled feet onto his shoulders and stuck his huge cock head at the entrance of my ass!

I was like putty in his arms as his huge cock popped inside me and continued into uncharted territory. Rick’s tree trunk of a cock was making me shudder from deep inside my sexual core emanating out in pure sexual bliss. He was only about ten or eleven inches into me when I started Cumming again this time all over my own chest. He just continued his steady thrust deep inside me as I looked down between us his huge rod pushing my gut around to make room for its size. My cock pumping out streams of cum as his cock bulged my stomach looking like a large snake crawling under my skin up my tummy. Snaking inch by inch into my super stretched sissy pussy.

His cock finally bottoming balls deep into my willing over stretched channel. I just lay there still shuddering from deep inside moaning almost imperceptibly with his tree branch of a cock inside me. Rick then truly surprised me leaning forward and gently placing his lips against mine in tender embrace then opening both our mouths slipping his tongue inside and joining into a passionate tango tongue to tongue inside my mouth. His huge black cock fully inside my sissy pussy he pulled his tongue back and firmly pressing his lips to mine he spoke into me.

“YOU’RE MY SISSY BITCH NOW!”

I knew without a doubt that he was right! I was HIS SISSY BITCH! I would do any thing he wanted. I would kill or die just to have his gorgeous huge cock inside me when ever and where ever he wanted me.

“YES I AM YOUR SISSY BITCH!”

With that he pulled his huge cock out of me leaning back on extended arms to pull its massive length from my wanton flesh. I felt totally empty as cool air rushed inside my gapping pussy.

“PLEASE OH PLEASE PUT IT BACK IN ME!”

“WHAT’S THAT YOU SAID SISSY BITCH? WHAT IS IT YOU WANT?”

“I WANT YOUR COCK BACK INSIDE ME!”

“WHY DOES MY SISSY BITCH WANT THAT?”

“PLEASE I WANT; NO I NEED YOUR BIG HUGE COCK IN SIDE MY SISSY PUSSY! I NEED YOU TO FUCK ME! I NEED TO BE YOUR SISSY BITCH FUCK TOY!”

Rick slammed his huge cock back in me one long firm thrust all the way into my sissy pussy I could again see it crawling up my stomach under the skin!

“OH GOD! YES THAT’S IT! FUCK YOUR SISSY BITCH FUCK HER HARD!”

Rick fucked me in long deep firm strokes all the way in, all the way out, all the way in, all the way out! He impaled me continuously on his huge harpoon of a cock all the while with me screaming and moaning and Cumming!

“OH YES! GOD YES! FUCK MY SISSY PUSSY! I AM YOUR SISSY BITCH! FUCK ME! PLEASE FUCK ME! FUCK ME DEEP AND HARD!

I looked up to see Lionel at the edge of the lounge still filming as his cock thrust towards my open mouth his knees landing on either side of my head as his cock slid into my mouth and down my throat, his ball sack bouncing off my forehead and down across my eyes coming to rest on top of my nose. His sweaty musk filling my nostrils as they both fucked me deep! Using my slutty sissy mouth and pussy for their pleasure, I was their sissy bitch fuck toy.

Lionel took the same pace as Rick and I was in heaven as both cocks filled me to their balls. Then both with drew all the way out, then both in deep then both out, giving me just enough time to inhale before sliding balls deep again. Pulling back out exhale back in then out inhale they sawed those magnificent cocks in and out of me for an eternity Lionel’s balls sliding back and fourth across my face as he went. Once more I shuddered from deep within and pulsed out another load of sissy cream on my tummy.

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I had been helping a friend move out of her room in the coed floor of the college dorm. When I finished, I waved her goodbye, hoping to see her next semester. I returned to my floor and approached my Diva’s room.

I knocked on Ivana’s door and said “Ivana, it’s Dave.”

“Come in,” she said staring out the window, “you’re late.”

“I’m only a few minutes late, Ivana,” I pleaded. I stepped behind the tall Russian blonde Diva and placed my arms on her waist. She turned to face me, her long blonde hair brushing my body. I continued to hold on to her waist.

She smacked me playfully on one side and then the other side of my face. “I smell pussy – where have you been?”

“I was helping Tammy pack out”, I answered.

She smacked my face on both sides again. “I want to warm your face before you go down on me”, she demanded, “I also want you to rim me”.

I reached behind her head and pulled a clump of hair, pushing her mouth to mine. I started sucking her lower lip. She stuck her tongue in my mouth. My lips opened to a full kiss.

She pushed me down and commanded, “on your knees”. I wrapped my arms around her hips and looked up at her adoringly. “Take off my pants”, she commanded me in the usual way we went on with each other. I slipped her jeans below her knees, Kurtköy Fetiş Escort to the floor. She stepped out of them and moved in front of me. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to her while spreading her legs. “Kiss me there”, she indicated the inside of her thighs where I usually start to excite her.

My kisses moved up her thighs and to her bikini panties. She pulled them to the side. My tongue descended on her pussy and began finding its way into her slit. I continued licking through the black lace panties. My spit mingled with her pussy juice as it dripped down the side of her leg.

“You want to fuck me? ” she asked.

“Yes, ” I said eagerly.

She dropped her underwear and turned around. She reached for the scented lube and handed it to me. She bent over and reached for the back of my head, pulling. “Put the lube on my ass, ream me and then fuck me,” she said, pointing to her butt. I applied the lube to her butt crack and then rubbed her cheeks together. She moaned. I stuck my tongue in her crack and began licking. I applied the lube to my finger and laid it on top of her butt hole.

“Breathe slowly,” I ordered her as I spread her cheeks. In a short time my finger easily slipped into her hole. I paused and applied more lube to the Kurtköy Gecelik Escort area. I felt her tense up in expectation. “Breathe slowly and push down”, I ordered her again. She relaxed and her inner ring opened up to my finger as it slipped in. I continued kissing the sides of her butt cheeks and moved my inserted finger in slow circles, stretching her hole. She moaned and continued her deep breathing. I squirted more lube on my other finger and inserted it into her widening hole. I continued the slow circular motion. With my other hand, I reached under her and began stroking the outer lips of her pussy. She reached for her mound with one hand and began stroking. Her pussy began to drip onto my hand. I managed to slip a finger into her pussy and began pushing towards my other fingers that were in her butt. Her pussy widened, and dripped more juice on my hand. I inserted a second finger into her and with the two fingers began stroking the outer walls of her vagina. With my thumb I pushed and pulled the shaft of her clit . She was moaning louder and rubbing her mound furiously. Her body contracted, she yelled a gasp and a large squirt of fluid gushed out of her pussy onto my hand.

“Fuck me, ” she yelled to me.

I pushed her over to lean on the bed with her Kurtköy Genç Escort hips in the air. I unrolled a condom and applied large gobs of the thick lube to my cock. I held her hips with one hand and guided my cock into her hole with the other. My dick slid in easily. I held it in place as she began stroking her mound.

“Are you ready for a ride, ” I asked her.

“Yes! Fuck me!”, she commanded.

I started the slow piston action of my cock in her butt hole. I squirted more lube on my cock as it withdrew and slid the lubricated shaft back into her hole. My pounding rhythm matched her stroking. When I felt like I was about to ejaculate, I stopped the pumping, kegeled my muscles like I was trying to stop pissing and waited for the urge to come subside. I felt her contract several times, her pussy pulling my cock in deeper as her juice gushed down the sides of her thighs.

“I want you to fuck my pussy”, she said. I slipped of the condom and placed another one on. I lubed my cock but found it was unnecessary as her pussy was dripping a steady stream. I stuck my finger in and pulled it toward her ass and widened her pussy. My cock slid in as my finger continued to stroke the inside wall of her pussy. I continued the slow pumping as she stroked her mound. I felt no urge to ejaculate and could have continued all night. She gushed several times more. After the fifth or sixth time she ordered me to stop fucking and said “I want you to clean up,”.

I knew what she meant by this command. I knelt down, spread her legs and began licking her pussy from her mound to her ass.

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People will sometimes go to dark places, both mentally and in reality, when their desires for a certain type of affection have become as intense as mine have become in recent weeks.

My name is Walter. I am happily married to a beautiful woman, Marie. We have two children together; Andrew, nine and Elizabeth, thirteen, both as pleasantly round-faced as my wife and I.

I work for a large company, the name of which I can’t say for legal reasons, but suffice it to say, my family and I live comfortably.

Marie and I are happily married. We’ve been together since high-school. We’ve been through everything, and know every last detail about the other, including the fact that we each have desires that the other is not willing to or can not fufill.

Marie, my darling wife, occasionally pines for the sculpted, hairy chest and tight ass of a young man, desires to watch a tanned adonnis clean for her. She likes to watch muscles quiver and veins throb as a heavy weight is lifted. Watching the man strip and shower while she smells his sweaty undergarments does it for her. I can not now, nor can I ever be this man.

But she loves me and we have a very satisfying sex life. Though, there are some desires I can not escape.

Myself, I like leather and latex. Tight garments, restricting my every roll, making me look almost attractive, rubbing my skin raw, holding in the feelings I’m doomed to express; of wanting to be dominated and almost abused. The feeling of a riding crop or metal-tipped object hitting my skin, digging in, leaving welts and a stinging sensation in it’s wake can have me erect in mere seconds. When I confessed this to Marie, she cried. She could never hit me and felt that she was an awful person for not being able to give me the painful rush of pleasure that I desired. It’s less about the pain, I told her, and more about the feeling of being owned. Giving up control.

After many months of searching, I finally found a woman in this line of work, one with the same last name as my brothers ex-wife. A young Kurtköy Esmer Escort lady who I could pretend was my neice and be seen in public with and not raise suspicions.

This, of course, cost me extra, pretending she was my neice. Wasting her time, introducing her to co-workers who had happened upon us at a coffee shop, planning our next meeting.

Her name was Katherine. She was about average height and build, a brunette. The only thing stunning about her was her lips, the brightest of pinks even though she claimed to wear no make-up.

Yes, I’d thought about what those lips would feel like on my cock, what it would look like, watching my length slide between them. But in all honesty, the thought did nothing for me. In fact, there were times where I would find myself softening at the mental image. Marie’s lips were fuller, and paler, but soft and kind, loving in their affection of my nether regions. I wasn’t even sure if Katherine was capable of being gentle.

On the surface, though, Katherine struck me as an average woman. She met me for coffee in a pair of blue jeans and a lavender button-up blouse. She ordered an iced beverage that was mostly cream and sugar. But after talking to her for an hour, I’d come to find that she was all business. Unlike the men my wife hired, who would have casual conversations with her as they cleaned, about their shared hobbies and interests, there would be no friendship formed here.

I was led to an apartment, a nice three bedroom, second floor in a five story place. The grounds outside were kept well, as were the inside hallways. This is where the children of upper middle class families lived as soon as they left the nest, whether heading off to the local college or just getting a small taste of life on their own.

The living room looked normal. Well, as normal as a young female these days would have her place look. Paintings and photographs hung on the wall with words meant to be inspirational. If she would have had me here, I don’t think I would Kurtköy Eve Gelen Escort have been able to have gotten it up, what with pictures of flowers and kittens draped over words like ‘love’ and ‘family’. I made to say something about this, but she held up her hand to silence me then motioned for me to follow her down the hall.

She stood in front of a door, placing her hands on her hips, her shirt riding up to reveal a hand-gun in the waist band of her pants.

“Payment before services are rendered. No refunds,” she said. Poor girl, I thought, someone must have tried to swindle her before.

I’ve often wondered if it is a more lonely life for the people who offer services like the ones Katherine provides, or for her clients. That day, I decided that it was the clients who suffered more, having to pay for that sort of thing, at least in the case of the ones who came to Katherine. The place seemed lived-in and looked to be occupied by more than one person, one more female, at least.

After paying her, she tied a blindfold over my eyes, opened the door and shoved me in. I fell to the ground immediately with a strike to the back of one of my knees.

She wasn’t particularly strong, but what she lacked in strength, she made up for in brutality. I had asked for her not to talk during the half hour of service I was to be provided and she never spoke a word, never once grunted or moaned. I don’t think she really enjoyed her work much, anyway, at least, when it came to clients like myself.

But who am I to speak of the thoughts of other people?

I grunted when she kicked me in the side and was left in near silence for several moments.

She nudged me to lay on my back, I complied. She carefully unbuttoned my shirt and I imagined my wifes finely manicured fingers doing the job.

If Katherine was surprised by the leather corset I was wearing under my dress shirt, she didn’t express it. There was no gasp or chuckle or even a slight stilling of her hands. My pants and briefs Kurtköy Evi Olan Escort were pulled from me roughly, a tight ring strapped around the base of my stiffening length.

These moments where my captor was deciding what to do with me were the most intense. I heard metal objects clink, possibly something glass. There was the soft sound of material being shifted. I was starting to sweat. I licked my lips. My nipples were stiff and starting to hurt though nothing was being done to them.

“Please,” I whispered. I was rewarded with a small, hard object hitting me in the stomach. It fell to the ground and rolled away.

Maybe Katherine had anger issues and this was theraputic for her?

An unknown ammount of time had passed before I heard her foot falls on the hard wood floor. She was close, I could feel emotion radiating off of her. I wanted to reach out to her, beg, but that would only get me struck.

Even though I hadn’t done anything, she struck me, hard on the chest with a thin, cylindrical object. My cock was her next target. I cried out at the abuse, fearing I’d go soft, but my whimper of pain turned into a moan of pleasure as a sensation traveled through my cock and testicles and up my spine.

I shook with need, whimpering as various devices left welts and what would possibly be bruises the next day.

I found no release in Katherine’s apartment, as I felt this would be cheating on my wife. Instead, when my half-hour was up, I was helped to my feet.

“Time’s up,” she said, “You can keep this.” She tugged at the ring at the base of my dick, sending delicious sparks of pleasure through me. She helped me into my pants and put my shirt over my arms. I tucked myself away and tried to button my shirt, but the darkness of the blindfold would not allow me to properly dress. “You’ll need to learn to dress in darkness if you plan on doing this again,” she said as she buttoned my shirt for me. She led me from the room and, after closing the door, took the blindfold off. She quickly showed me out of her apartment and shut the door behind me.

I made love with Marie, kissing her tenderly, urging her to our room the moment I got home. Afterwards she fussed over my minor injuries.

I e-mailed Katherine the next day, after taking my wife and kids to dinner, sceduling our next apointment.

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Editor’s note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.

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I first published this experience a few years ago. I prefer to call them ‘experiences’ since the term ‘story’ implies fiction to me. My experiences are based upon my real life. Since I started posting my experiences my writing skills have improved a little. While, I cannot change what actually happened to me, I have added some more details and corrected some grammatical mistakes.

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I do not write ‘chapter’ stories but this experience does follow-on from my experience, ‘I visited my sister in-law.’ This experience is free standing and there is no need to read the previous experience before this one but they do share a common situation.

My sister-in-law, Alison, told me to come over for a surprise that she had prepared for me. I am a crossdresser. Alison found out about it but my wife has no idea that I dress as a girl. It has meant that Alison has me under her control since she will tell my wife, her sister, if I did not do everything she says.

When she opened the door, she was wearing really short white shorts and a t-shirt tied at the side. By now, she knows how to turn me on. Dressed like that, I’d do anything she asked even if she didn’t have the crossdressing hold over me. She gave me a kiss on the check and gave the front of my jeans a gentle squeeze. With a very naughty smile she told me that she had plans for us. She said, “If you are a really good girl, you will have fun today.”

First, she told me to go and put on one of my dresses. As I turned to go up to her bedroom she patted my butt. I could tell that this was going to be fun. We were going shopping. I kept all of my girls clothes at her place to keep them hidden from my wife. I went to her bedroom and chose a floral knee length dress. For lingerie, I picked out a matching blue bra and panties set.

I did my makeup. I would be in trouble if I did not dress completely as a girl. I chose strappy sandals. I am 5ft 10in and don’t want any extra height for daytime adventure. It’s a different story when I go out for the evening. I chose my yellow shoulder purse and my bright red wallet with gold studs around the edges. I feel so girly every-time I take it out of my purse to pay in a store. I put my purse on the counter to ensure that the shop assistant sees it.

I went back out to the living room to see if she approved of me. She said, “Nice, now sit down here.” I sat in front of her and she took my hand. She took out a red nail polish and did my nails and then I had to take of my sandals so she could do my toes. I realized this was going to Kurtköy Olgun Escort be a special treat. She only did my nails on special occasions. Having my nails painted was the ultimate step to becoming a girl.

We went out shopping. First we went to a naughty lingerie store. I had to buy a pair of black ruffled panted, a see-through lace bra and thigh high stockings with white bows on the sides. I had to make it clear to the assistant that they were for me but, for once, she did not make me wear them to go. What was she planning for me?

Then, we went to a store specializing in fetish costumes. She picked out a French Maid outfit for me. It was black with a pleated very short skirt. She made me go and try it on. She told me to come back out to let her see. Several other customers looked at me showing off the dress.

It had puffy short sleeves that I love in my dresses. The puffy sleeves masks my masculine shoulders a little. The dress was so short and poofed out, I knew my panties would show if I bent over at all. That was exactly what she told me to do. In front of the other customers, I had to turn around and reach for my toes knowing that my powder blue panties were on full display. Everyone could clearly see them. She liked the dress on me and so I bought it.

We went back to her place. She told me to go to her bedroom and put on all of my new things. Touch up my makeup and wait there until she called for me.

I did as I was told. I got changed: redid my makeup and sat on the bed to wait for her. My dress was so short; it poofed out behind me and left me sitting on my panties.

Finally, she called for me to come back to the living room.

I found three guys sitting on the couch. They were watching a porn movie.

First Alison told me to stand in front of them and lift up my dress. I had to stand in the middle of the room, right in front of them and lift up my dress. They could see my ruffled panties, my stokings with the white bows and my very evident erection in my panties. Then she had me turn around and bend over. I had to show them my butt. Alison came over and gave it a gentle slap and said, “She’s all your entertainment this afternoon. Enjoy her, she will love it” I was so embarrassed and excited at the same time. What would they make me do or what would they do to me? My cock was about ready to cum just thinking about it.

Alison told me to tell them what I wanted to do. I had to admit, “I want to suck cock, get fucked and be watched doing it. That I loved being called “Sarah” and told that I was a sissy slut. That I am a sissy and love to make guys cum Kurtköy Sarışın Escort in my mouth.”

Alison asked me, “You like the taste of cum in your mouth don’t you slut'” I had to admit that I did love to taste and swallow cum.

Alison told me to give them what EVER they wanted. I asked if they would like a drink. The order was two beers and a chardonnay, with another chardonnay for Alison. I got their drinks from the kitchen. I quickly had a glass of wine before I returned to the living room. II knew that when I put the drinks down on the coffee table, they would see my stocking tops and my black ruffled panties.

After putting the drinks down and giving them a good view up under my dress. I stood back against the wall and waited for my next order. I blushed because they had seen my panties when I had put their drinks down. Well, not just my panties but, me, wearing a maid’s dress and make-up.

One of them called me over and I had to stand in front of him while he ran his hands up my legs and stroked across the front of my panties. He traced along my cock and laughed when it jumped. He moved his hands around my hips, lifted up my dress and squeezed my butt. He gave it a squeeze and licked his lips as he looked into my eyes.

Alison told me to serve them more drinks.

I fetch drinks and as I bent over the coffee table, someone slid his hand up my skirt and felt my butt. His neighbor felt my cock and ran his fingers through my ruffles. The first guy slipped his fingers inside my panties and touched my balls. By now, my cock was so hard; I nearly came when he stroked it. The second guy nudged him and said, ‘Make her suck you off. The slut will love that and we want to watch her.”

He pulled me closer and pushed me down on-to my knees. I put my hand on the front of his jeans and felt a bulge growing there. I undid his belt and slowly pulled down his zipper. I love this part of giving head. I knelt there wondering what his cock would look and taste like. Every cock looks a little different and each cum has different flavor.

I slipped my fingers inside his shorts and touched his cock. It was quite long and I knew it would go way down my throat. It had taken me a while to be able to take a cock right into my throat but now I love it.

I licked the head and then slowly slid my lips around it. I stoked his shaft as my tongue went around its head. He rested his hand on my head and then pushed his cock right into my mouth. His friends were watching intently, knowing that their turn would come.

One of his friends moved behind me and lifted up my short black skirt. Kurtköy Şişman Escort My black ruffled panties were on display for everyone to see. Now they could all see me sucking a cock and my butt in the air. When he pulled my panties down, they could see my erection waving around as I sucked. I loved every embarrassing moment. The guy behind me gently slapped my butt and made my cock jump from surprised. Everyone laughed, including Alison, she loved every moment of my sissy humiliation.

He pressed his thumb against my ass-hole and pushed it into me. He moved his hand in and out to fuck my butt while I sucked off his friend. My cock was so excited I would have cum if I could have touched it. Suddenly he pushed his thumb in as deep as it would go, I so nearly came, but I managed to hold back.

I slowly slid his friend’s long cock into my mouth until it was rubbing the back of my throat. I played with his balls and tweaked his pubic hair. I could feel his climax building, when he came; he shot a load of cum down my throat.

Alison said, “See the slut loves cum, keep it coming guys, she wants more.”

By now, the second guy had his cock out and thrust it into my face as soon as his friend relaxed. It was a little shorter but fatter. It filled my mouth as a sucked on it. His cum tasted almost sweet.

The first guy was already hard again and he came behind me. I felt his cock pressing against me. I felt it against my ass-hole and then push inside into me. As he pushed right into me I felt so slutty. I was being fucked in view of others. When he got deep, I felt his balls slapping against my butt as he fucked me. I was being fucked while giving head. Two cocks in me at once. He moved in-and-out of me as I sucked cock. Alison and the other guy were watching our every movement.

Someone said, “Look at the slut, she loves being fucked at both ends. “See how hard her cock is, she loves this, fuck her, man.”

The third guy was masturbating before I even took him into my mouth. I managed to get his load right onto my tongue. That way, I was able to roll it around in my mouth before I swallowed it. I knew that the taste would stay with me for hours.

When they were all satisfied, Alison said, “Now stand in front of us and show us what you can do. Lift your dress and masturbate while we watch our little slut at play.”

I had to stand there and rub my own cock until I came. They watch the blobs of cum shoot out. I was told to taste what was left on my cock. I stood there licking my own cum off my fingers.

I felt full from all of the protein I had been made to swallow. I was right, each cock had been slightly different and the cum was delicious.

After they left, Alison called me over and told me that I had been a good girl. I was too spent to do anything more that day but she said to come over in a few days and we would have fun. She would also work on planning our next treat.

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A ray of light cut through the darkness of the room hitting Damian straight in the eyes as he slowly awoke to the morning. It took him awhile to become orientated; he was still not used to sleeping in this huge bed, and enormous luscious room. It was Sunday, the weekend was almost over and he had to be back at work on Monday. Sure Slut had told him she was rich and her money was now his, but it did not feel right to him just to stop working like that.

His fantasies had been fulfilled in a very short period of time. He had become wealthier than he could ever have dreamed, he had gained a beautiful woman, no, slave, and he’d come in contact with a part of himself he had hidden away for years. But it had been too easy, his life had changed too sudden, and it had all fallen into his hands seemingly out of thin air with no real effort on his part. That was not how Damian had been brought up, you worked for what you wanted, and things did not come that easy.

Damian pulled the sheets off the bed and took a good long look at his slave. Again her beauty astounded him, he would never have even thought of approaching a woman who looked like Slut, thinking her unreachable. He would not have wasted any energy on attempting to gain what was unattainable. This had been his approach to life, go for what you can get and move slowly forwards, take baby steps and in the end all of the baby steps together would make a giant leap.

“Slut, wake up.”

“I am not asleep Master.”

“I am loaded with questions, I need to know more, need to understand that which seems to come to me. This cloak of dominance I am wearing feels so comfortable to me. But I do not understand it; I am not in control. My feelings are, my instinct, the dominance flows out of me but I am not the one directing the stream. This I cannot accept.”

“I do not understand Master, I have never experienced what you are describing. The club has an extensive library on dominance, might I suggest going there to research your feelings Master?”

“The club being the bar where you picked me up?”

“Yes Master, I am one of the founding members, since you own me you are a member if you so desire.”

“What is this club, I thought it was a bar, maybe a nightclub with some ‘kinky’ visitors?”

The club is many things to many people Master. To most it is a place where you can dress up, play some fantasies out and relax. To others it is a place where Dominants meet, show off their submissives, and talk about which is the most effective torture to use. To a select few the club is more than that, it is a place to meet, to talk, and discuss ideas, strategies, and is a home away from home. It is a circle where etiquette and rules dominate, where the strongest lead and the weak are eaten.”

“Good, let’s go. I have a lot of questions that need to be answered.”

“There is only one problem Master. They will not allow you entrance dressed as you are. You will need to wear appropriate attire. If you so desire I can have a suit ready for you within a couple of hours.”

“Well, what are you waiting for woman? Arrange what needs to be arranged and do not bother me with details.”

“Yes Master.”

Several hours, and a lot of phone calls later, Damian dressed in a black suit, and Slut dressed in a collar and leash, left for the club. At the entrance to the club, the same bodyguard from the previous night was standing at the door. On seeing Damian leading Slut by collar and leash, he bowed and opened the door. “Good morning Sir, hope you will have a fruitful and pleasant stay”. Damian heard the voice of the bodyguard but his mind did not register, it was filled with questions, questions, and more questions.

They entered through the same doorway which had begun the dramatic change in his life only two days earlier. It did not feel like two days to Damian, he could hardly remember how his life had been before. Slut led him through a series of passages until they stood in front of an ivory white door. It was a plain door. In the middle of the door at eye height, was a knocker made of black cast iron, a beautiful lifelike representation of male genitalia. Damian took a deep sigh, his mind filled with the possible horrors that might lay behind the door, but also with the hope that it would hold the answers he was so desperately searching for. The knocker thudded on the door, although Damian hardly put any force to it, the sound reverberating throughout the hallway.

For the following weeks Damian and Slut entered an almost uniform life of pure bliss. In the morning she would drive him to work, wait for him to finish work, then drive him home. After dinner, which she prepared specially for him, they would normally go for an hour or two at the club for Damian’s research, then Damian would feed both of their needs, fulfilling their hunger. The weekends were filled with actions that most would find too perverted even to speak of, let alone do, and now and then it would involve Kurtköy Öğrenci Escort Mary who had become a regular in their life. His life had never been better for Damian, even his career seemed to skyrocket; the changes inside him had not remained unseen by others.

Damian had made Frank, his everyday persona, more secure, more efficient, and more controlled in his actions. Gone were the days where he would come in half drunk from a night of carnivorous pleasures combined with booze. Damian was happy and fulfilled. If nothing had happened to change that, he would have remained like that the rest of his life. But something did happen, something unforeseen and tragic; something which would change Damian’s and Slut’s life forever.

It was a beautiful Sunday morning; Damian looked nervously at his watch, it was getting late and he did not want to spoil the surprise he had prepared for Slut, and their guest was not present yet. Where was Ebony? She was supposed to lead the naming ceremony. Damian had researched dominance and 24/7 relationships and found the naming ceremony and its place, in the lives of people such as they were. He had decided that it was time for him and Slut to enter a new phase in their relationship, she had given him a new life, she had made him whole….never before in his life had he believed in love, never had he even thought it was possible to feel another’s soul. But that was just what had happened between him and Slut, she had become his other half. He could be in a room full of people and would know instinctively where she was standing, he could feel her sensations and emotions, and sometimes he could even sense her thoughts. Never had he thought something like this was possible, but here it was. Damian was a cold hearted bastard, a sadistic pig with an ego bigger then any skyscraper, he loved giving pain to Slut, he would get aroused by her screams, the more he would deliver, the bigger his excitement and arousal. But he was also madly in love with her; she had become the centre of his universe.

Finally the doorbell rang. Slut was upstairs in complete sensory deprivation; she could not hear anything, feel anything, her world in darkness and silence. Damian had bought a special booth for this purpose, which he enjoyed using with her. He crossed quickly to the door, and on opening it found it was Marie.

“Oh, it is you; I had hoped it would have been Ebony”.

“I am sorry, Master”.

Marie had become the property of Damian and Slut. She had been placed in the lowest position in the household, although she did not live with them. In fact Damian had given her to Slut to play with. He’d noticed although Slut was his totally, her needs could not be completely fulfilled by being his slave alone, she also needed to dominate another. Damian had grown as a Dominant, and as a person, he had become more in touch with himself and understood so much better what was expected of him. Slut was his responsibility; there was nothing she would not try to do for him. He did not need to ask, only mention, he didn’t need to check on her, if he told her to do something she would. But for this power he had gained responsibility for her wellbeing mentally, physically, and in all ways.

“It’s OK Marie, you have done nothing wrong, I was just hoping it would have been the ceremony master. Undress and open the door when the doorbell rings.”

Finally, after what seemed like hours to Damian, but which in reality was hardly more than a couple of minutes, the doorbell rang and on Marie opening the door, Ebony entered the room. Her Skin was so black it had a blue tint, her breasts large and well formed. For a woman in her forties she was in remarkable shape, but what was more impressive than her appearance was her aura, it radiated dominance. She was a Domme, there was no doubt about it, and even if she hadn’t brought three male subs with her, everyone would have known. Ebony snapped her fingers and the three male slaves dropped to their knees in front of her. She had instructed them very carefully what was to happen. The male subs were all strong, healthy, good looking, men and all of them were naked and visibly excited.

“Well Damian, what are you waiting for, let’s gets this started”.

“Your right Ebony, I was waiting eagerly for your arrival so we could begin the festivities.”

Ebony and Damian spoke as equals, which in itself was a victory for Damian. Ebony was one of the most influential and respected members of the club. In the last couple of weeks she had become his friend. Although she had not become his official mentor, the conversations and exchange of ideas between the two of them had taught Damian many things. The most important she had been able to convey, had been the idea that with great strength comes great responsibility.

Damian went to his torture room and turned on the light a he opened the door to the booth in which Slut was locked. The light temporarily blinded her, as she Kurtköy Çıtır Escort stood tied to the wall with dildo and butt plug in place.

“My lord you have come, I was afraid you would leave me here.”

Damian did not respond, saying nothing, silence his torture of choice; he blindfolded her pulling her to her feet. Ebony’s subs made no sound, they did not move, as Damian entered the room again, Slut guided gently but firmly by his hand interwoven in her hair.. Their part in the celebrations had excited them and they were eagerly waiting the moment for which they had been invited. Damian forced Slut to kneel, blindfolded as she was; she had no idea what was awaiting her.

Damian looked to Ebony and nodded. Snapping her fingers again, the sound causing Slut to cringe, one of the male subs walked to where Slut knelt, forcing his large penis inside her mouth. Slut knew the moment the cock’s head entered her mouth it was not her Master’s. It was the first time Damian had allowed any other man but himself to touch her. The realization she was sucking a dick that did not belong to her Master caused her to hesitate. Immediately Damian whipped her back.

“Suck you bitch,” his voice loud but emotionless.

Being used by a complete stranger excited Slut. For the first time since being taken by her Master she had another man’s cock inside her. She resumed sucking the dick, excited by the idea of touching and sucking a dick that did not belong to her Lord; excited to be used.

Slut was quite aroused by now, happily sucking on the big cock in her mouth as her Master wished. It was then Damian pulled her away and threw her on the coffee table, belly down. Ebony snapped again, this time one of the other male subs took Slut from behind, in her ass; he also was quite large. His shaft glistened from the lubricant and entered quite easily as he began fucking her. Once again one of the male subs pushed his cock in Slut’s mouth, the moment it entered she realized she was to be taken by two men. This turned her on enormously and her juices were running down her legs. The dick she was sucking was so big she could not get it fully in her mouth, but she tried and did her best. The third sub turned his attention to the hole that was left. By now Slut was excited beyond caring; when he slowly started to push his tool into her pussy Slut started to make sounds of pleasure. Damian took a hairbrush he had put for this purpose next to the coffee table, and started to hit her on her back. This made her silent but also excited her even more. Slut was a real masochist, she loved receiving pain as much as Damian loved to deliver it.

Ebony’s subs were fucking Slut’s ass, pussy and mouth. She could feel the two big cocks moving around so close together and the size of them combined made it almost unbearable for her. The male sub in her ass could not hold back anymore, he pulled his dick out of her and moved so he could cum all over her face. Slut could feel the warm semen running down her face but did not forget her duty to the man in her mouth as she continued to suck vigourously. The absence of the spent sub left more room for the remaining one to fuck Slut harder and deeper in her pussy, so much so it became too much for her and she came, her juices flowing from her pussy. Her excitement communicated itself to the sub. Taking his cock from her pussy, he came over her back. By now semen covered her face and back, she was awash with it. Following suit, it didn’t take long for the third sub to cum also, taking his cock out of Slut’s mouth as his cum joined that of his fellow owned sub on Slut’s back

“Marie, come here and clean Slut, you know how.” Marie’s tongue licked the rich fluids from Slut’s back. Ebony’s fingers snapped again, and the tongues of the male subs soon joined Marie’s, Slut revelling in the sensation of four tongues licking and cleaning her all over. Damian spread Slut’s legs apart and himself fucked her deep in her pussy. Being very excited from what he had just orchestrated with Ebony’s help, it did not take him long to cum inside her. Damian removed her blindfold. Blinded once again by the light she looked around to see who the other men were. While his sperm still dripped from her pussy, Damian ordered Slut to put on her slave garment, which consisted of a short black leather skirt, and a small leather bra.

“From now on, in presence of these witnesses, I name you Catalina.” Damian’s voice was loud and clear.

“I have witnessed your naming, from now on she is known as Catalina.” First Ebony announced in a clear voice, her male subs echoing her sentence, followed by Marie.

“Catalina you are not allowed to wash, take a shower or clean yourself until I tell you understand?” Damian asked.

Catalina looked dazed, and she answered in a very soft whisper. “Yes my Lord”.

“I think it is time for us to leave; we have done what we were supposed to”. Ebony turned around and walked rapidly, but elegantly Kurtköy Elit Escort towards the door. Just before she left she turned around once. “Consider yourself lucky Damian to have found that which has eluded so many, you have found love where there was only hatred”. With these last words, she exited.

Damian looked into the eyes of his beloved; he had never felt so fulfilled or happy in his life. He heard the tinkling of broken glass just before the world turned completely black on him.

“Wake him up, it is time.”

The contents of a bucket of water were thrown in Damian’s face, waking him from his dark sleep in a state of confusion.

“Have a nice nap Damian? It has been a while, so long since I have seen you.”

Damian who was hanging by chains against a wall, looked up to see Bruce; The room was dark with no windows, if it were not for the torches, he would have seen nothing. The scent of death and foulness was so strong that it made him gag in revulsion. Damian could see just beyond the light of the torches, shadows moving.

“What are you waiting for, kill me and get it over and done with.”

“Kill you, why would I want to do that? What a boring revenge would that be, no my dearest enemy you are not going to have such an easy escape. I am not going to kill you, quite the contrary I am going to make you my slave.”

Damian looked into the fiery red eyes of Bruce, he was not sure what the other was saying and did not really care, “Fuck you, where is Catalina?”

“Catalina, Catalina what did I do what that girl? My memory is not what it used to be before someone stole from me what should have been mine,” the last said in pure anger and hatred. “You crossed me when you stole Tigress from me, you crossed me in the club, you crossed me when you refused to accept me as your superior. You are going to pay, pay with a pound of flesh and a gallon of blood”.

“What did you do to Catalina? I swear if you have touched Catalina…”

Before Damian could finish his sentence Bruce replied.

“What are you going to do, kill me, plant a sword in my chest, what can you do you little man, don’t you know what I am, don’t you realize how futile it is for you to resist me? I have the blood of a god running in me. I am a true Dominant. It is time, light the room.”

Torches were lit all over the room, and the light of the torches flooded every recess of the room. In the middle of the room was a stone altar, bound on it Catalina lay naked and completely immobilized, gagged so she could not make a sound.

“Nooo let her go this is between us, not her, leave her alone!” Damian screamed in agony seeing his slave in that vulnerable position out of his reach, his protection.

A smile crossed Bruce’s face; he was enjoying this.

“Let her go? No, I will use her for my first lesson. I am going to teach you what it means to cross me.”

“No you bastard, I am going to kill you, no, Catalina I love you. I swear I am going to kill you….Catalina…Catalina!” Damian screamed in agony pulling on his chains trying to get loose.

“Gag him, he is boring me, and cut his eyelids off, we would not want him to miss anything would we now?”

Bruce took a whip from one of the racks, it was a long single tail. He gave one practice swing with it. “Remove her gag I want to hear her scream, I want him to hear her scream.”

The whip descended on Catalina’s breasts, teasing, not with force, just flicking, hardly touching her. Catalina was not going to scream, she knew that was what that monster wanted; she was not going to give him that pleasure. Again the whip descended with much more force, cutting into her flesh. It felt to Catalina as if a hot knife was cutting into her but she kept her vow to herself. She did not make a sound. It was the only way she had to fight back. The whip descended over and over on her, on her breasts, her belly, her legs, not one place of her was left untouched. Her body felt as if it was on fire, the pain worse than anything she could even have imagined possible, but stubbornly she kept silent, holding on against all odds. Finding strength where only women can find it deep within herself, using her love for Damian to keep going. Again and again the whip descended.

“Scream you bitch, scream I want to hear you scream!” Bruce was furious, he could not accept Catalina fighting back like this. His face twisted in anger; he hit her again and again, over and over the whip descended on her following its merciless path.

Catalina knew she was going to die, was looking forward to it, she wanted to die to have the agony end, to end the pain, to not have to see her lover in agony looking at her suffering. Damian tried with every cell in him to get loose, the chains cutting into his wrist and blood ran down his arms. But to no avail, whatever he tried he could not get loose, and even if he would have, it would not have helped him. Catalina was starting to lose consciousness, the pain and the loss of blood were too much for her. Where she got the strength to fight back and not scream only the gods would know, but she was holding on to her pride. The only sounds that could be heard was the whip descending on her, cutting more and more flesh. Her whole body was bleeding now.

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Searching for the CD in my car my mind goes back to thirty minutes before. He couldn’t even remember my name. I grip the steering wheel hard at the thought. I wasn’t naïve or stupid, but I had wanted it. I had wanted him to use me and he had done just that. The lights blind me on the highway. It is so late. One drink had brought me to my knees before him. He knew every inch of my body before the night was over. It hadn’t been my worst experience, but he had come before me. So now the throbbing between my legs was becoming even more prominent. The skirt is just short enough for me to reach down and fix the problem.

I think about my ex and how he would touch me. I think about how he use to command what he wanted and how I never thought to say no. I’m dripping through my white panties now. I touch my neck where he would bite me and the bruises would remain for days. Biting my lip I can feel myself getting closer and closer. A car passes and I quickly reach for the wheel again.

I’m sweating and rubbing myself against the seat. Two fingers escape to soft wetness. I almost close my eyes. I’m soooo close.

Then I hear it. The blaring siren screams deafening my ear. Lights flash behind me. Damn. Pulling over I adjust myself and reach for my license.

“License and registration miss,” a tall white officer asks. Cornfield blue eyes stand out from the black uniform and deep auburn hair. I’ve always had trouble with white cops.

I pass him the paper. His eyes eagle my trembling wet fingers. He takes the information and quickly makes his way back to an unmarked car. I wipe the fingers on my skirt before placing both hands back on the wheel. A glance in the mirror reveals dishevelment. I look like I’ve just had sex with lipstick just above the lip and eyeliner smeared under my brown eyes.

“Step out of the car,” he says holding the door open.

“Yes officer?” I’m not sure what could be wrong. I paid the tickets and already figured out the nasty stuff with the warrant.

“You’re a bad girl aren’t you?” His tone changes suddenly.

“Excuse me?” I place my hand on the door. A million things are running through my mind.

“I asked you if you were a naughty bad girl,” He is standing Kurtköy Anal Escort right in front of me now with his hands on the door holding it closer, “the correct answer is either yes or no.”

“No?” my voice is shaky now.

“Are you sure?” He looks at me with those pure blue eyes. I close my legs tight.

“Are you going to rape me or something?”

“No, “he says smiling, “you are going to come willingly.”

I wasn’t sure what was going on but this was dangerous. We are standing on the dark highway and not many cars pass by.

“What are you doing?” I ask as he pulls duct tape from his pocket.

“If you haven’t figured out yet,” he says yanking at the tape, “I’m not a cop. But, it Is not what I’m going to do but what you’re going to do.”

He hands me the tape.

“Now would you like some help with this? Or can you manage?”

My jaw drops.

“You’re wet right now aren’t you?” He says standing defiant with the tape dripping of his thick fingers.

I take it and place it around my wrists.

“I asked you a question, didn’t I?” He pulls the tape around both wrists, “I expect you to answer it. You’re wet right now aren’t you?”

“Yes,” I stammer.

“Good,” he says leading me back to the car.

At his car the fact that he is not a cop becomes even more evident. The inside of the car is black leather and the windows are tinted including the front windshield. He helps me into the backseat. An open bag sits on the floor. Two vibrators sit on top of a pile of rope.

“I don’t think I want to do this,” I start but he quickly gives me a look that quickly shuts me up.

“I gave you a choice. The tape was a choice. You choose to come, and now you are mine.”

The car starts and we are off.

“What are you going to do with me?” I say staring at the back of his head as he meanders down the highway.

“Don’t worry so much. I’m going to do everything you want me to do to you. I’m going to play out all your sick fantasies. You will never play with yourself after a man hasn’t satisfied you again. You will be satisfied mind body and soul.”

“Where are we going?” I see exits swirl by. I have nothing on me right Kurtköy Yaşlı Escort now. He could kill me and no one would know the wiser.

The thought of him having complete control over me has me wetter than I can ever remember. He could kill me if he wanted. Wetness sops down my leg.

“I can smell you getting sticky and wet back there. You need not cum just yet sweetheart. You look like the type that turns over and goes to sleep after coming. You can sleep when I’m thru tonight gal!”

I’m silent. He keeps going in and out of tones. The sweetness in his voice is only a break from the terror. He takes the next exit.

“I’m about to take you inside a room here. I want you to do everything I instruct. I want to break you of all your nasty habits and you want me to do that don’t you? You are insatiable slut. I’m going to satisfy you!”

“You’re going to fuck me aren’t you? I’ve been fucked before. I’ve even had a threesome before.”

“Yes I know you have. I know you’ve done a lot. You shouldn’t brag that you’re a slut or you will be treated like one!”

“I’m not a slut,” I whisper under my breath but my slick cunt knows different.

We stop at a quiet hotel room. There are only two cars parked in the twenty-car lot. The room key is already in his hand before he helps me out of the car. The key hits the door and suddenly we are inside. Click.

The lights come on a thicker white male sits in the corner. His brown eyes search my body. I know how I must look with my thick legs erect under a tiny black skirt. My round ass and tummy poke beneath ample breasts. Make up is smeared over my face. My nappy hair rises and falls as I am told to sit in one of the chairs at the table. I cross my legs and he notices.

“Who the fuck is he,” I ask only to be answered by a slap across the face.

“First rule is only to speak when spoken to.” He pulls the tape out again. My lip begins to tremble.

“So, before I was rudely interrupted. This is my friend. He just got out of jail. We go way back. I told him that I would find a slut for him to fuck until he passed out tonight. You’re a slut aren’t you?”

I just look at him.

“I asked you a question. Kurtköy Zenci Escort Do you want to be punished for not answering?”

I shake my head no.

“No? You’re not a slut? You want to go home?”

I shake my head no again.

“Are you a slut Charley?”

“Yes, “I mumble. Confusion is playing with my mind, “yes I’m a slut.”

“You are an insatiable fuck toy!”

“Yes,” I mumble again. His friend rises and comes over to me.

“She is a beautiful black slut. She is what I dreamed about in prison.” He spreads my legs wide open.

“You know the rules Greg,” the fake cop says looking at him, “no permanent marks and no creampies.”

“I know boss!” He says thrusting a finger into my throbbing wet pussy.

The fake cop walks over to the other side of the room and lights a cigarette. His phone jolts to life at his side. I can barely breathe at the thrusting Greg is giving me.

“Come on over,” I hear the cop say into the phone. I tremble. Greg responds by thrusting his tongue inside me.

“Don’t cum either!” The cop says to me.

Greg pulls a knife from his pocket and places it on the table. I eye the knife as he slides my panties down and over my heels. Then my skirt comes off. The knife removes my shirt and bra. I sit naked before this man I barely know. He starts to palm my breasts as he licks and suckles my nipple. Then he stands leading me to the bed. Spreading my legs he begins to lick my pussy. I can barely hold on I am so horny. The words don’t cum resound in my head. I hold it as he comes up to my mouth dribbling cum onto my lips. Then he licks it off again.

Without hesitation he thrusts into me. I almost cum at that moment. My head back he pushes into me. His cock is thick. I can barely stand the sensation hitting my g-spot. He moves up ward holding my legs out in a split. In and out he goes in rhythmic fashion. Over and over he thrusts into me. I can feel the head getting bigger. The cop stands up and walks over to us. He pinches my nipple.

“Don’t cum inside her!”

“I know boss,” he says continuing to thrust. His reminder reminds me not to cum as well. Pulling out he squirts a stream of hot cum over my belly and onto my breasts. Then unexpectedly he takes a finger streams it through the cum and feeds it to me.

“You nasty slut!” The cop says.

He hands me a towel. Go and take a shower. I want some pussy now. I can see a buldge growing in his pants. It is massive. I take the towel and run into the shower.

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“God damnit,” I grumbled to myself as I drove out of my driveway. “Of course, had to happen today!!”

My phone had rung right after lunch, and right before kickoff too I might add, with a call about a busted pipe and a bad pump motor. The company I worked for, Elite Pool Management, offered a 24-hour service team and this was my weekend on call. I wrote the address down and headed out on the call, plenty upset that this would be how I would spend my Saturday. My GPS led me to a house in the hills with a gated entrance; I stopped and buzzed up to the house from the gate.

“Hello??” a female voice answered.

“Hi, this is Michael from the pool company,” I said, “I’m here to take a look at your pool repairs today.”

“Wonderful,” the voice replied, “Please, come on up, I’ll open the gate.”

The large, wrought iron gate opened and I drove through, up the long, winding driveway to a massive house, at least 10,000 square feet I estimated, with lush, well-manicured landscaping. The house had a Mediterranean look to it and was very beautiful. Jeez, I thought to myself, wonder who lives here??

I grabbed my note pad and walked up the steps to the large, double front door. As I approached, the doors opened and I was greeted by a beautiful woman in a bikini, probably in her mid-30’s, who I assumed to be the homeowner. “Hello,” I said, extending my hand, “What seems to be the trouble today??”

Frankly, it didn’t really matter what she said at that point, I was completely mesmerized by her beauty. She was tall, probably a shade under 6 feet, and looked like a fitness model. She had long, toned legs; a tight, flat, stomach that showed her abs; and beautiful, pert breasts, probably a mid C, that sat up firmly on her chest. Her platinum blonde hair was short and cropped very close, framing her beautiful face, contrasting nicely against her piercing, deep blue eyes.

“My savior,” she replied, “Thank you for coming out so quickly.”

“No problem ma’am,” I replied, “Just doing our job.”

“Please, call me Tina,” she said, turning and heading into the house, “Follow me, the pool is back here, hopefully you can figure out what’s going on.”

I’ll follow you anywhere Tina, I thought to myself as she turned, giving me my first glimpse of her amazing ass. So fit, so tight, just watching it sway as she walked had my cock stirring in my pants.

“The pump went out this morning,” she said, snapping me from my daze, “and for some reason, the pool won’t hold any water. I just assumed that a pipe busted and was leaking water out.”

“No problem,” I replied, still staring at Tina’s hot little ass, “I’ll take a look.”

Tina led me through the foyer and out into the backyard. The pool was beautiful, as one would expect from a home this large, with two waterfalls, a grotto area, and a large, travertine patio. There were two other women seated outside at one of the tables chit chatting, each with a glass of wine in their hand.

“This is Alexis and Simone,” Tina said, motioning to them, “Michael is here to save us ladies.”

“Thank goodness,” Alexis said, “Tough to have a pool party without a pool.”

“No problem ladies,” I replied, “I’ll get it back up and running in no time.”

I was trying not to stare; however, it was exceedingly difficult given the surroundings. Alexis was stunning, with long, jet black hair and dark, brown eyes. She appeared to be shorter and thicker than Tina, but still in fantastic shape with a smoking hot body. Her skin was dark, almost an olive color, and she had large, full breasts that her tiny bikini top was straining to hold in. Simone too, appeared to be in great shape, with long, toned legs and a sculpted mid-section. She had captivating, pale green eyes that contrasted nicely against her fair skin and her fiery red hair, fashioned nicely in a pixie style haircut. Her breasts were smaller, probably a mid B, but they fit her athletic body well. She had a full sleeve tattoo on her right arm and a small piercing in her nose.

“I’ll show you the pump room,” Tina said, pointing toward the side of the house, “I guess that’s where you’ll want to start, right??”

“Yes ma’am,” I replied.

“Tina,” she said, correctively, “I hate the ma’am thing, it makes me feel old.”

“Aw, you ladies can’t be a day over 23 or 24,” I said, smiling.

“What a sweetheart,” Simone said, “Tina, I really like this one.”

“Well, I’ll let you ladies get back to your conversation,” I said, “It was very nice to meet you both.”

I walked over to the pump house and opened the door, trying to see what I was up against here. As soon as I did, I could hear the pump motor grinding, sounding like a bad gasket or an oil leak. I turned it off to get a better look and discovered that one of the belts had popped, causing the motor to stop. Easy enough fix, I said to myself, knowing I had a belt that would probably work in the truck. I assumed that the discharge line had become overworked since the pump shut off causing the water level to drop since there istanbul escort was no water circulation. I figured once I replaced the belt and started the motor, the water level should return to normal.

I walked back out to the patio to tell Tina what the issue was but was stopped dead in my tracks by what I saw. Tina was lying in one of the lounge chairs, topless, sunbathing by the pool. Her tits were magnificent, with large, dark nipples, that were hard from being exposed to the air. Her skin was practically radiant, the sun glistening off of her toned stomach and naked breasts. She had her eyes closed, obviously enjoying the feeling of the sun on her skin. Not knowing what to do, I cleared my throat, trying to alert her to my presence without scaring her. Startled, she looked over at me, but didn’t cover herself up.

“Did you figure it out Michael??” she asked, looking over at me.

“Yes, you need a new belt on your pump motor,” I said, “I have one in the truck, should have you back up in a jiffy.”

“Wonderful,” she said.

“Be right back,” I said, walking past her and back through the house, doing my best not to stare.

I hurried to my truck, grabbed the belt and my tools, and headed back out to the pump house. Tina was still topless, not a care in the world, when I returned, but I didn’t see the other two ladies. I popped the old belt off, replaced it, then primed and started the motor. Once I was pretty sure it was running fine, I walked back out to the patio, staring at Tina the entire time.

“You should be good to go,” I said, “The belt is fixed, just give it an hour or so to catch up and the water should go back to the right level.”

“Thank you so much,” Tina said, sitting up on the chair in front of me, “What do I owe you??”

“Nothing ma’am,” I said, “I’ll turn in the ticket and you’ll get an invoice in the mail in a few days.”

“I told you to call me Tina,” she said, peering at me.

“Sorry, Tina,” I said, “Hopefully you ladies can enjoy your Saturday now.”

“Wait,” she said, looking up at me, mischievously, “Can I at least give you a tip?? I mean, you did have to come out on a Saturday after all.”

“That’s not necessary Tina,” I said, “Thank you though.”

“Oh, I insist,” she said, reaching her hand up and rubbing my crotch, “Just relax, I promise you’ll enjoy this.”

She unzipped my pants and pulled out my rapidly hardening cock, stroking me in her hand before plunging down and taking me in her mouth. Fuck, her mouth felt amazing, so warm, completely enveloping me as she sucked, bobbing her head up and down on my cock.

“Ahhhhhh,” I moaned, enjoying having my dick sucked by this goddess. Without thinking, I reached down and grabbed her tits, rubbing her nipples between my fingers as she blew me, causing them to harden even further.

“Oh, I like that,” she said, taking her mouth from my cock for a moment before sucking me back into her throat.

I could feel my orgasm building, welling up in my balls as Tina sucked me. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum Tina,” I said.

Without missing a beat, Tina sucked me as far into her throat as she could, holding my cock in her mouth, as she started fondling my balls. I felt my cock twitch and then unload, pumping my cum into Tina’s waiting mouth, coating her throat. She continued kneading my balls, coaxing the cum from them, as she swallowed, taking my load, emptying their contents. As my orgasm subsided and my cock started to deflate, Tina stood up, and began kissing me, her tongue darting into my mouth. She put her hands on my shoulders, gently guiding me down onto the lounge chair in front of her.

“Now it’s my turn,” she said, as she seductively untied her bikini bottoms, “I hope you are ready for me.”

I watched as she tugged the thin material away from her body revealing her cock to me. Wait, what?? Tina had a cock?? And not just a cock, a gorgeous cock!! It was at least 9″ long, cut, and completely shaved. I looked up at Tina, past her firm stomach and gorgeous tits, lust filling her eyes as she looked down at me, her cock inches from my face. She began rubbing her tip against my lips, teasing me, wanting me to taste her. I was confused, yes, but I was also insanely turned on. At that moment, all I wanted to do was please her so I parted my lips, taking her erect cock into my mouth.

“Mmmmmm, so good,” she purred, as I plunged down on her cock.

I ran my tongue along her shaft, from her tip to her base, as I sucked, taking as much of her dick into my throat as I could without gagging. I flicked my tongue at her head and into her cock slit, tasting her pre-cum. I licked my way down and took her smooth, hairless balls into my mouth, gently kneading them with my tongue, as I stroked her massive erection with my hand. Using my saliva as lube, I pumped my fist up and down her swollen rod as I sucked on her balls, eliciting several gasps from Tina as I continued working, wanting to make her cum. I took her dick back into my mouth, locking my lips around escort bayan her length, and began bobbing up and down.

“That’s so good,” she moaned, “You’re gonna make me cum, do you want to taste me??”

God did I. Since my mouth was completely filled with Tina’s dick, I couldn’t really answer, so I continued sucking, slurping on her erection as quickly as I could. I felt her hands grasp the back of my head and pull me further onto her dick as she began to thrust her hips forward, pumping her cock further and further into my throat. I could feel her cock pulsing in rhythm with her heartbeat and I knew she was getting close, about to deposit her load into my eager mouth. I felt her cock twitch and then erupt, her seed spewing forth and filling my mouth. Pump after pump I gulped, swallowing her sperm just as fast as she could give it to me, filling my stomach with her seed. As her orgasm subsided, she pulled her softening cock from my mouth, a single string of her cum stretching from my lips to the tip of her dick, and lifted me back to my feet.

“Get undressed and follow me,” she said, that sly smile returning, as she turned and headed into the grotto in the pool. I stripped off my clothes and followed her, mesmerized watching her ass again. As we waded into the grotto, I saw Alexis and Simone, sitting inside, both already naked, making out and stroking each other’s erect cocks.

“I think they enjoyed watching us,” Tina whispered into my ear, “Look how hard both of them are. Maybe they’d like to join us, what do you think??”

I walked over to the bench where Simone and Alexis were sitting, taking a spot between them as they slid over, allowing me room to sit. I took both of their cocks into my hands and began stroking them as we all started kissing, our tongues dancing around in each other’s mouths. Simone’s cock was long, probably 9″, and thin, with a slight upward curve. She had a small triangle patch of red pubic hair above her cock and a small rose tattoo on her left hip. Alexis’ cock was shorter, probably 7″, but much thicker than the other two. She too was shaved and her cock had a large mushroom head on top. I pumped my fists up and down both girl’s cocks, working them into a frenzy as Tina watched, slowly stroking her own cock, bringing it back to life in her hand. I leaned down and started sucking on Alexis’ massive tits, flicking my tongue against her hard nipple, as I continued to stroke both ladies’ dicks.

“Well, what do you think ladies??” Tina asked, toying with her cock as she watched us.

“I certainly enjoyed watching him suck you off, but I’d really like to fuck him,” Alexis replied, her tit still in my mouth, “He’s got such a tight little ass.”

“I think we’d all like to,” Tina said, watching us intently, “How does that sound to you Michael?? You up for that??”

Not in a million years did I ever think I’d be sitting in a grotto with three, drop dead gorgeous TS women who all wanted to fuck me, but I didn’t care, at this point I was horny as fuck and down for anything. Without prompting, I leaned down and took Simone’s cock into my mouth and started sucking.

“Ohhhh, I guess that’s a yes then,” Tina said, chuckling, watching me slurping on Simone’s dick.

Simone turned her body so that she was facing me, spreading her thighs, as I bobbed up and down on her massive erection. I felt Alexis move in behind me and lift me up onto my knees, my ass coming out of the water as I was now on all fours on the bench. She started rubbing her fat cock against my ass, teasing my hole as she lined up at my entrance, preparing to fuck me. Simone held my head as she thrust her hips forward, shoving her cock into my throat as Alexis popped her head through my ring, her cock easing inside of me.

“Fuck, he’s so tight,” she groaned as she continued sliding her dick inside of my ass.

I could feel her girth stretching me, my ass expanding to accept her prick as she slowly inched forward, pressing her cock inside of me. Simone was busy thrusting her cock into my mouth, fucking my face as Alexis prepared to take my ass. She grabbed my hips and pulled me onto her dick, bottoming out her girl cock inside of me, as I felt her groin press against my ass, completely filling me up. She rocked her hips back, pulling her cock out to the tip, then rocked forward, filling me up once again before repeating this motion, slowly fucking me, her massive tits pressing against my back. As my ass got used to her size, I could feel her increase her pace, thrusting her fat cock in and out of my ass, her balls slapping against my own as she fucked me. Simone was still pumping her cock into my mouth as I was being spit roasted by these two gorgeous women, both my holes filled with their dicks, our moans and the sounds of sex filling the grotto.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Simone said, her breathing becoming ragged as her orgasm approached.

She shoved her dick as far down my throat as it would reach, her head popping into my windpipe, and held me there, impaled on her massive Kurtköy escort organ. I felt her cock spasm as she began to ejaculate, firing shot after shot of her sperm down my throat and into my stomach. Rope after rope, she continued to blast, filling my stomach with her seed, as Alexis continued to pump away at my ass. After Simone’s balls were drained, her cock began to soften, slowly deflating and popping from my throat, leaving the last few drops of her jizz in my mouth. Seeing this must have set Alexis off as I felt her cock twitch and then erupt, coating my bowels with her seed, painting my insides white with her cum. She shoved her cock into my ass as far as it would go and held me there, cumming inside of me, filling me with her sperm as she unloaded into my ass, blast after blast. As her orgasm subsided, she withdrew her cock, her cum leaking out of my ass and dripping into the pool.

“That was pretty fucking hot,” Tina said, still watching intently, her cock now fully erect in her hand, “I think I want a turn now!!” She took me by the hand and led me out of the pool and back up onto the patio, motioning for me to sit in the lounger.

“Lie on your back,” she said, “I want you to watch me fuck you.”

I leaned the backrest down so that I was lying flat, Tina standing over me, her erect cock jutting out from her rock-hard stomach. She stroked herself a few times, making sure she was nice and hard, before kneeling down at the base of the lounger, spreading my legs around her waist and draped over her thighs. I could feel her tip, probing for entrance at my ass, as she pushed her hips forward, sliding her cock inside of me. Since Alexis had just finished fucking me with her fat cock, Tina slid in easily, my ring already stretched out. She was longer than Alexis so I could really feel her dick massaging my prostate, making my cock hard once again.

“I think you like that, don’t you??” Tina asked, slowly pumping her dick inside of me, “Being taken by a gorgeous woman with a big cock??”

“Absolutely,” I replied, enjoying every minute so far.

The other two ladies had joined us up on the patio, both of them standing over me, watching Tina fuck me. Simone started stroking her cock and brought it to my mouth, pushing her tip back inside. I licked at her cock slit, extracting the remnants of the jizz she had just fed to me. Alexis was hard again too so I took her cock in my hand and began stroking her, rubbing my fingers over her tip, teasing her.

Tina was pounding away at me now, fucking me like a wild animal. She put my legs up onto her shoulders, spreading my thighs wide and giving her an unimpeded access to fuck me. I could see the sweat beading up on her chest and running down between her tits as she worked herself into a lather, hammering her massive girl cock into my hole, her balls slapping against my ass as she fucked me. I had both Simone and Alexis’s cocks in my mouth now, sucking them both at the same time.

“You’re gonna make me cum,” Tina panted, “I’m gonna fill your ass up.”

She shoved her massive prick as far into my ass as she could, impaling me on her root, and held me there, her body almost parallel to the ground. I could feel her dick twitch and then erupt, flooding my ass with her sperm, adding to the load that was already there from Alexis’ cock. She began pumping again, thrusting her dick harder and harder as she continued to cum, filling my insides with her seed, until it began to spill out of my ass, leaking onto the chair below me. As her orgasm subsided, she withdrew her cock, more of her cum leaking from my ass, and stood up, before collapsing back into a chair at the table behind her, her cock slowly softening, cum leaking from her tip. Simone, who was still fucking my face, took the opportunity and slipped her cock from my mouth and knelt down between my legs, her cock replacing Tina’s inside my ass.

“Ohhhhh,” she purred, “Nice and warmed up for me. You like us breeding you baby, taking our big girl cocks in your ass??”

At this point I was so dizzy with lust and desire that I couldn’t mouth any intelligible answer. I was a fuck toy for three beautiful women and I didn’t want to be anywhere else. Simone was thrusting her cock into my ass, probing my prostate at the same time, and driving me wild. Alexis was still pumping her fat cock down my throat, fucking my face, her balls slapping against my forehead as she hammered away. Simone put her hands behind my knees and propped herself up, almost bending me in half, as she fucked me, pistoning her rock-hard erection into my asshole, taking me as hers. I grabbed her hips, almost pulling myself forward, wanting all of her cock inside of me. I could feel my eyes roll back in my head as my own cock started to swell, obviously stimulated by Tina and Simone fucking my prostate, and start to leak cum out onto my stomach.

“That’s it,” Simone panted, thrusting her massive erection inside of me repeatedly, “I love it when I can make a man cum just by fucking him, it drives me wild.”

With that, she began pounding me harder and harder, driving her cock as far into my ass as it would go, her balls slapping against my ass as she fucked me. I felt my cock spasm and erupt, blasting my cum out onto my chest and stomach, covering me, until my balls were drained.

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After chatting to his sweet babygirl via skype, Daddy dom couldn’t wait any longer. He had an acute desire to show babygirl thst she was indeed his woman. He wanted to dominate her. To show her that she was his, and his only. Babygirl was his precious possession; to be fucked, to be used by him, to show her who she belonged to. But at the same time, Daddy wanted to treat her like a princess, no…his queen. To shower her with his love, and affection. He thought about taking her in his strong arms, and kissing her mouth. He imagined their tounges dancing as he squeezed her tits, making her moan in his mouth. He smiled to himself as he thought about her.

Then he got a text from his baby. The message read as follows “just a text to say i’m thinking about you. i hope everything is well. love your babygirl.”

Daddys text: “it makes me smile when i receive your texts. And my cock agrees with me. I am so hard for you.”

After he sent her the text, he then said out loud to nobody but himself “She’s my good little kitten.” Her face appeared in his mind, which made his cock throbbed.

Daddy then growled “And she is my cum slut, my whore. i cant take it no more. I will show my little bitch that she belongs to me and no one else. I love her for who she is and not just because I want to fuck her so bad. I love her so fucking much. I…I got to see her.”

Meanwhile as babygirl played “Best Fiends” on her tablet, she received a text. She smiled when she saw the name “Daddy” displayed on the screen

The text read “Hey kitten, can I call you in 15 mins?”

He got a reply “sure daddy.”

15 mins later her phone rang. She picked it up in an instant.

“Hello Daddy!” She said in a happy voice.

Daddy chuckled and said “Hey babygirl. I got a surprise for you. I’m coming to see you baby.” a pause on the phone.

She then said “y..your coming?” in a shocked tone.

“hehe yes babygirl. I will be with you in a couple of days.”

Over the phone Daddy heard babygirl cheering “yiiipppe!”

Daddy chuckled loudly. “hehe I thought you would like that little one. And I got plans for us. Firstly meet me at the airport. i will text you all the details. Then we will head off to the hotel. After that I will take you out for lunch baby. I have booked a table for two at your favourite restaurant. Afterwards we could get some ice cream for dessert. Maybe have a walk along the beach? Do you like the sounds of that honey?”

Babygirl smiled wide “oh yes I love it! it sounds so romantic!” she said in a happy tone.

Daddy smiled and said “And that babygirl, is just the beginning.” Kurtköy escort bayan

A couple of days later babygirl arrived at the airport to finally meet her Daddy dom in person.

Over the speakers she heard “flight 231 will be coming in 5 mins.”

Babygirl got up from her chair, and went to the gate to meet Daddy. Then she Thoughts came to her mind. Naughty thoughts of Daddy fucking her senseless. His cock going in and out of her tight, wet cunt. Her nails clawing into his back as his thrusts become more vigorous…

As the people came out of the doors, she scanned the crowd of people for her man. As the people walked passed her, she was wondering if he had made it on the plane. From the corner of her eye she saw a figure. Babygirl turned and saw a handsome man in a nice suit, staring at her intently. Their eyes met. To them no one else existed as far as they were concerned. They walked to each other; then ran to each other and they slammed into each other and kissed like lost lovers. Their tongues danced in each others mouths. She felt his strong, warm arms wrapped around her curvy body. She moaned into his mouth as they kissed passionately. Then he squeezed her arse and looked at her and said..

“You…are…fucking mine now.”

Daddy stared at babygirl’s face. He took his hand, and touched her cheek. He stroked it with love and care. She smiled and moaned gently as she felt his touch. It felt so electrifying.

“You are so fucking beautiful babygirl. I love your eyes, I love your smile baby, and you smell so fucking good.” Daddy said with passion.

He went back to kissing her soft lips, and kissed her hungrily. Babygirl got lost in him. With a mischievous smile on his face, Daddy chuckled and said “do you want to fuck right here, right now little one?”

She giggled, blushed, and said “Daddy! we are in public!”

Daddy smirked and said “Does it look like I fucking care? I want to show these people your mine little one. But, we could get arrested though. It will be worth it.” he said with a big grin.

“Oh daddy really!?” She gently nudged his shoulder.

He laughed “ok ok…we better get going or I might rip those fucking clothes off you and fuck you in front of everyone!”

They arrived at the hotel. He went to the reception desk to check in. He had his suitcase in one hand, and his hand on his girls arse as they went to their room. He put the key into the lock and they went in. It was a very lovely room! Babygirl went to the window and saw the ocean view from the window balcony. Then she felt Daddy gripping her body hard, and he pressed himself so close to her. She felt his cock pressed against her arse.

He turned her around and said in a growl “I want you so fucking bad. Escort Kurtköy I love you.”

Their lips slammed into each other and kissed passionately. She felt his tongue inside of her. They kissed madly as she felt him trying to take off her clothes. She reached for his shirt to undo his buttons. His hard bulge pressed against her jeans, which made her cunt get even wetter. Daddy picked her up, and took her to the bed. Babygirl felt his weight on top of her as they kissed like long lost lovers. A moan escaped her lips as she felt Daddy’s lips on her neck. He gently touched her neck as he made his way down to her breasts. She sucked in a breath as she felt his fingers pinching her aching nipples.

He looked up and said “ohhh, did I pinch them too hard little one? Let me make them feel better.” Daddy said with a smile as he kissed one of her nipple.

She closed her eyes and moaned, as she felt his tongue swirling around her sensitive nipple. His hand was on her other breast as he suckled the other with his mouth.

He growled and he said “These tits are all mine baby.”

He squeezed her other big breast. Her nipples were hard, her cunt on fire.

Daddy smirked and he said “did you bring extra clothes with you kitten?”

“Yes Daddy.”

Daddy gripped her jeans with his hands, and said in a growl “Good, cause you dont need these fucking jeans.”

With his strength, the jeans was ripped in two. Daddy stared at her panties. He kissed his way down, then began kissing her inner thighs. she moaned as Daddy ran his tounge over her cunt.

He looked up and said “brought extra panties?”

“yes sir.”

He took hold of them, and ripped them like if it was made out of paper.

Daddy growled, “This pussy is all mine. fuck your dripping already for me!”

He went back down and gently teased her clit with his tounge and mouth. Daddy tasted her with his tounge, he loved her taste. He couldnt take it no more. His cock was throbbing so hard! She was like a drug to him, he had to have her.

As he kissed his way back up he growled “do you want me baby? mm? do you want me as badly as I fucking want you? huh? feel my cock just pressed against your wetness. Fuck your dripping wet for me. You want me don’t you?”

Babygirl couldnt speak. She could only moan with pleasure.

Daddy said “I need words little one. I will ask again. do…you..want me?”

Her body was on fire for him. She never felt like this in a fucking long time!! Her soul cried out for him. Her body ached for him to be inside of her.

She looked into Daddy’s eyes and said “yes baby. I want you so much.”

Daddy looked into her eyes, and said “that’s better.”

Without warning she felt his hard cock gently Kurtköy Rus Escort going inside of her tight wetness. She gasped and arched her back as she felt his cock filling her up like a glove.

He growled “Look at me baby. Look…at…me.”

Her eyes landed on Daddy again.

He held her face and he said “This pussy, is all fucking mine. You belong to me. No one else. I will show you that you are mine by filling you up with my hot cum babygirl.”

“b…b..but daddy!” She said worriedly “i…I could get pregnant!”

“Shhh darling. shh. Don’t be scared. Look, if you do get pregnant, I’m not going anywhere. I need to be where I belong, and that’s with you. Listen baby I’m not like those men who will just abandoned the girl after telling her i love her, then fuck her and leave. Not to be seen again. I can’t do that to you! I love you damn it!”

He touched her sweetly and kissed her on the lips and he said “I will treat you like a queen. Cause I want to be your king. Will you let me be your king?”

Babygirl smiled and said “I want you to be my king my love.”

He smiled, touched her face, and said lovingly “I love you so fucking much!”

“I love you too Daddy!”

They kissed passionately as she felt his hard cock now ramming deep inside of her. He held her tight as he fucked her hard. Her tits bounced up and down as he fucked her so hard. He felt her pussy clenching onto his cock.

He said “yes baby…cum. Cum on my cock. Squirt on me princess! Give it to me! take me…take me!”

She felt the building deep inside of her as he rammed his cock so hard into her cunt. She couldn’t take it no more, she had to let it out.

Daddy growled “don’t hold it in baby. Give it to me, cause its mine. your orgasms is mine. Don’t you dare hold back on me. Come on baby, give it to me. Yes that’s it! oohh baby that’s it! yes…scream!! SCREAM!”

She arched her back and roared out “DDDDAAAADDDY!!”

“IM CUMMING TOO PRINCESS! OOHHH FUUCK BAAAABBYGIRRRL!”

He roared out as they came together. She went into paradise and she thought she was in heaven. As she came back down, Daddy stared down at her. “hehe there you are.” He took her face, and he kissed her.

“You are my babygirl. Oh yes you are. Fuck you’re mine! You’re mine!” They kissed long and deep as they made erotic love that morning. It lasted for hours!! He claimed her pussy, her arse, her tits, and even her mouth.

They were breathing hard as they lay next to each other in bed. Daddy turned to his girl and he touched her face.

“baby?”

babygirl turned to Daddy and he went to kiss her sweetly and gently on the lips.

“I love you.” Daddy said.

She smiled tiredly and said “I love you too.”

They smiled at each other and their eyes once again locked into each other. He kissed her sweet lips.

Then Daddy said “Lets rest for a bit before I take you out for lunch.”

Then he smiled and said “I need to fuel up for tonight.”

He grinned wide and she giggled.

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Author’s Notes

Before reading this story please be aware that that some people would label this work as obscene and pornographic in nature. It contains several themes including transgendered, homosexual and lesbian issues in addition to graphic sexual descriptions.

To make the action flow more freely and the stories light-hearted, I have taken a socially naïve approach and have not included the usual protections that intelligent people would choose such as condoms, birth control and out safeguards against sexually transmitted diseases. Such risky behavior as those exhibited by the characters of this story should not be followed.

If any of these topics make you uncomfortable please look elsewhere.

If this sounds like a story you might find interesting, enjoy.

With the exception of the main character Stacy, after whom I modeled a lot of my own psyche wanting to capture how I would feel in situations developed in the story, all other characters and circumstances are completely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or places is completely coincidental.

Chapter 8 – Tuesday, June 10th

“It couldn’t possibly be morning already?” I moaned into an empty bedroom.

It was still dark in the room, no sunlight pouring in, but the clock glowed 10:38 a.m. and I knew the night was over. I could hear rain hitting the window and the wind blowing, which explained the lack of sunlight. My mind poured over the events of yesterday as I examined it in detail and found that my own feelings regarding how it went were more positive than expected. Still felt somewhat guilty about what had transpired with Julie but after stumbling across Christa and Terry’s public performance it was something I felt I could live with. I only hoped Julie hadn’t been yanking my chain about having Christa’s blessing.

My thoughts had moved from my above par performance yesterday to those of today, not knowing what the agenda held in store for any of us. I was trying to find the strength to get out of bed and get ready, again pondering how women did this every day of the lives, when I heard the shower kick on next door in Julie’s bathroom. We were blessed with plenty of hot water and water pressure in the house and I found myself climbing into my own shower, not able to concentrate on much other than knowing that less than three feet away Julie was soaping down in a hot shower of her own.

I handled the early morning erection as I always did when I was alone. A handful of body wash and two minutes of thinking about one person or another in here with me and the evidence was flowing down the drain, the stiffening muscle going lax once again.

It seemed that the events of yesterday had caused me to have to tap into my energy allocation for today and I was having problems getting properly motivated to face the day.

I buried my head under the water and let a wide yawn roll out.

If there was one thing a shower was good for beside cleanliness it gave a person ample time to reflect about their life and the smaller events that made the whole. It was in the shower in fact that I had often pondered my transgendered lifestyle and over the years had come to the conclusion that I turned out all right despite all the mumbo jumbo that the intolerant people of the world spit out about how we would all end up burning in hell for what they saw as an immoral way of life.

I wasn’t planning on making any permanent lifestyle changes so there was no real reason to come out to the world and face the ridicule out there waiting for people like me but knew that most of my friends would understand and support me if I did. It was all the wackos out there that had me freaked out and scared to feel free to let Stacy really explore. It was also in the shower where I discovered the real thing, which allowed me to enjoy being Stacy. I had a supportive wife that was the ultimate blessing but I also knew that by her suggesting this week to let Stacy’s hair down, I would enjoy it without the usual pangs of guilt I felt whenever I slipped into the feminine trappings.

I had been living with this for decades now and was just beginning to overcome the stigma tossed on me by an intolerant culture that declared itself to be ‘free’. Free, that is, as long as you fit neatly into a category most people were comfortable being around. I discovered that I should care less what most people thought and concentrated more on what pleased me. If dressing up as Stacy was fun then I should do it as long as it didn’t freak people out. I tended to shy away from civilization as much as possible, except for this week, and took as much pride in my appearance trying to blend in. There wasn’t much I could do except to keep improving my ability to appear woman-like.

There were also the detractors who accused us of mocking women. That came mostly from the fact that we couldn’t pass for real women though and not from a lack of effort. We often joked in our support groups that some of the Kurtköy Türbanlı Escort ugliest men in the world were transgendered and made some of the homeliest women! If we couldn’t laugh at ourselves, it wouldn’t be as much fun. In truth, we often felt that the women of the world, who were often introduced as our better halves, possessed the things in life that we should be proud of. It wasn’t that we were mocking women when dressing up like them but rather idolizing the things they embodied. We wanted to shed our testosterone filled bodies and take up the curvy, estrogen shaped ones that represented the best humanity had to offer.

I’m sure the world would have a lot more people changing from men to women if it was as easy as snapping their fingers, but it isn’t. Surgery, hormones, families, changing jobs and messing up some friendships while building others took an emotional toll on people. You had to admire those that actually went through the expensive process to make their bodies fit with what they felt inside. I had to admire their tenacity. Unfortunately, the finished product often failed to meet high expectations and they looked no more feminine than they did before surgery. In those cases though they had no choice but to face the uncomfortable stares and glares of the critical and often intolerant public. They couldn’t simply strip out of the clothes, wig and makeup and go back out into civilization, people not being the wiser of our secret desires. It was an unsatisfying was to live if you didn’t permanently transition to what you felt you needed but an even tougher row to hoe if you did start down that road towards permanent femininity and were unsuccessful. I admired those who made it and were happy while I feared for the safety of those that revealed themselves and came up against an intolerant wave of humanity that was never going to cut them some slack.

It sucked being transgendered sometimes but it had it’s advantages too. There were a few success stories out there but most were in Europe, South American and Asia where cultures were more tolerant if not more accepting of the lifestyle. People seemed less hung up on it at least.

Here in North America, however, it seems that the gay and lesbian lifestyles had almost become mainstream now. It was once taboo to even speak the subject but now there are television shows on during primetime that dealt with the issues even if they were in a comedic format. People could at least deal with it, it seems. Maybe transgendered lifestyles would eventually reach a certain level of tolerance. The only transgendered people caught on television now seemed to have different issues and weren’t necessarily the best role models for our little community.

I was often chastised for using the word tolerance to explain what I wanted to see happen to our culture as it relates to our lifestyle. For most, acceptance was the goal. Being a person who has studied society in detail, I knew that outright acceptance was not going to happen. Even with a growing tide of support among mainstream Americans I know that there were an equal number out there who would do just the opposite, raising their children to be intolerant of those who would live an alternate lifestyle, be it a different color or make a different amount of money.

It all came down to respect. If we could just find a little energy to respect one another and our beliefs the world would be a better place and Stacy might find the courage to roam a little further outside her comfort zone and take on a life of her own instead of being held back and kept in the closet like so many others.

I don’t know if I had any more energy than when I climbed in but I was wide-awake now from all the mental gymnastics. My hand had wrapped itself around the shower knob ready to turn it off when I heard a knock at the bathroom door.

“Come in.” I said, already beginning to feel the last of the hot water shooting out of the showerhead.

“Good morning Stacy.” Christa said, “I just talked to Debbie and she said you were wonderful last night and wanted me to thank you again.”

“That’s great. I’m glad I could help out.” I replied, reaching for the curtain when another voice stepped up.

“She did a great job.” Julie said. “Would it be alright if I borrowed some of your moisturizer?” she asked.

Christa knew that Julie knew that I wasn’t really Stacy but standing there in the shower I felt particularly naked and didn’t take a peek from around the curtain. For all I knew Terry was standing there and since he presumably was still clueless to my true identify I didn’t want to take any chances. The façade I wanted to present was the only thing really keeping me going.

“Certainly.”

“Thanks!” she said. I could hear the cap snap open and then closed.

“She you later Stacy.” I heard her say as she stepped out of the bathroom. In the dim light I could see Christa approach through the shower curtain and sit down on the closed toilet Kurtköy Otele Gelen Escort seat.

“How are you holding up Stacy?” she finally asked from the other side of the curtain. It was one of the few times she let the employer/employee role slip but I wasn’t sure if she had dropped it completely.

“A little tired today.” I said truthfully. “But being able to help out Mr. and Mrs. Hennesey out was worth it.” I replied with pride.

“It was nice of you and she definitely appreciated it. Looked like they would have really been stuck without you and because of the late night I think you should take the day off.” She said. I couldn’t tell from her voice if she was referring to my late night’s activities with Julie or not but assumed I’d be mopping floors on my hands and knees if she had been pissed.

“Really ma’am?”

I could see her rise on the other side of the curtain, getting ready to leave.

“Absolutely. In fact, Julie and I will be going out today to do some shopping and I’d like you to come along.”

I paused, elated by the offer.

“That sounds great ma’am. I would love to. I should stop at the bank first though and deposit my check from Mrs. Hennesey. I hope that won’t be an inconvenience.”

“Not at all. Julie and I have an errand to run. Terry wants to hang around here today so get ready and take the Cavalier.” She said, retreating. “After you go to the bank, meet us at The Grille right at noon. We should be there and already have a table.”

Before I could hesitate or protest she had closed the door behind her. I shut off the water and reached for a towel but before I could reach her she had already left the bedroom and closed that door as well.

The mall. I’m going into the mall alone! And The Grille was a restaurant right off the center court. At least it was a workday for most, but the ugly weather outside was sure to drive most people inside. If there was one place they would congregate it was the mall. After last night I was sure I could pull this off but it would be using my own skills and not Kate’s. With Terry around I couldn’t exactly run out looking like I did and doing so was fruitless when I heard the garage door open and could see the Cadillac retreat with it’s two female occupants nestled.

It was quarter after eleven and if I wanted to make it there by noon I’d have to get cracking. As I applied my makeup and did what I could do to perfect the look I decided I would dare to be a few minutes late in hopes they would already be seated and I could just slide in unnoticed. As it was, I finished up a few minutes early and slipped into a loose fitting, long, black skirt and low heels with a gray cardigan. After yesterdays makeover I wasn’t overly impressed with my appearance, wondering again how Kate had managed the transformation.

I finally gave up knowing it was pretty much all in my head and decided I looked good enough. As good as it would get anyway. I slipped into a light jacket and grabbed my purse, stepping out of my room.

“Good morning Mr. Williams.” I said, stepping from the hallway into the livingroom.

“Morning Stacy.” He replied. Terry seemed enthralled by the TV show he was watching so I didn’t bother trying to converse. I crossed his view and into the kitchen, taking the Cavalier keys from the hook and stepped out into the kitchen, pressing the switch. The door went up and I stepped out to my car, amazed that I hadn’t looked out first. It was becoming second nature and I didn’t care if someone drove past as I popped into view.

I climbed in and got comfortable, snapping the seatbelt in place. The digital display on the dash read 11:45 a.m. and I faced a ten minute drive to the mall in lunchtime traffic. Relieved that it was time to go and I couldn’t drag my feet I finally drove off and before I knew it I was circling the mall and swinging into the drive through ATM. Even the mundane task of banking was taking on a new delight while I pressed my way through the menus, my long nails striking the various keys. Within seconds the check was deposited and I had two hundred bucks in my wallet. I pulled forward and parked near the mall’s main entrance. Fearing I might change my mind at any moment I was out of the car, putting my keys in my purse and heading down the aisle, quickly approaching the entrance swarming with people. It was all about confidence I knew so I stuck my chin out and kept going.

That was the other thing that drew people’s stares. If you froze or hesitated in any way you were toast. It was a sure-fire way of drawing attention if you milled about unsure where you wanted to go.

To counter this while I stepped across the main roadway and onto the sidewalk in front of the doors was to open my purse and pretend to look for something. It was a way to keep my eyes off the throngs of people around me while I moved in amongst their ranks. Another way of easing the tension would to be wear sunglasses so you could look around Kurtköy Ucuz Escort and scope things out without looking suspicious, but with the overcast skies it would have drawn more stares that avoided them.

In seconds I had moved through the double doors and was somewhat surprised to find that the mass of people actually made it easier to move about unnoticed. They blocked the views of most people coming towards me and those in front had their backs to me as we walked up the walkway flanked by storefronts. I had been in this mall hundreds of times but it was profoundly different looking down at my swishing skirt and bulging breasts, manicured hands swinging at the end of arms. It was something I had always wanted to do but to see it actually happening was unreal, yet another first this week for Stacy.

It was noon and I had a feeling we would be doing some shopping after lunch so I skipped the stores and made directly for the restaurant. The butterflies were beginning to flock again as I rounded the bend and spotted The Grille directly in my sights. There was the typical, short line outside the only entrance, but I strolled past it and went inside looking around for Christa or Julie. I made a quick circuit drawing several stares but none that seemed to indicate that I had been ‘read’, the term we use when it’s apparent someone has recognized me for what we really are.

“They’re not here.”

I stepped back out, the first people in line looking relieved that I hadn’t gone in and just sat down while they waited patiently. I took my dutiful place in line and consulted my watch. Ten after twelve. I took a quick look around but knew it was next to useless in the burgeoning crowd.

The line inched forward until I was next in line. My wife and her friend still hadn’t arrived.

“Just one today?” the hostess asked, flanked by two other teenager girls, each trying to keep from laughing by consulting the seating chart. Even the one that asked me was wearing a smirk. It was clear they had easily seen through my disguise but were unable to mask the discovery.

“Three actually. Non-smoking.”

She nodded and gathered up the necessary menus before turning.

“Right this way please.”

The young girl was cordial when she led me back to our booth and set down the menus as I took my seat, the side facing the back of the restaurant only ten feet away. She explained the specials of the day and retreated, both of us relieved I think.

The waitress, a few years older than the hostesses, took my appearance in stride even though the hostess wouldn’t have had time to alert her. Fortunately, the place was hopping with lunchtime traffic and they quickly lost interest.

“Here you go ma’am.” She said, setting down my iced tea. “Would you like to order an appetizer?”

“No thanks.”

“I’ll keep an eye out for your other guests.” She said, smiling and stepping away from table.

I’m in and seated. Waitress has been to the table and is gone. I was feeling a little more comfortable now as I casually scanned the menu. I really didn’t need to since it would either be their famous Philly cheesesteak sandwich, not a real ladylike meal, or the Caesar salad. It would be the salad I knew before walking in, but continued to scan the menu having nothing else to do since one of the two televisions in the place was on the other side of the restaurant and the second was directly above the booth behind me. I continued to watch the entrance in the reflection of the picture in front of me but still didn’t see Christa or Julie. Since it was after noon I figured they would come in looking for me but I kept an eye out in case they were waiting in line for a table. I could see partially through the restaurant’s faceted glass windows but I didn’t recognize anyone in line.

After reading the menu for the third time and starting on my second glass of iced tea I noticed that the lunch line was gone. Guests were returning to work faster than they were coming in and after twenty minutes, Christa and Julie appeared at my shoulder, bags in hand. They were smiling widely, greeting me like an old friend.

“Can you keep these on your side?” Christa asked, passing them over.

“Of course ma’am.” I said, cringing at the formality. She noticed my reaction as well.

The duo took a seat on the opposite side of the booth.

“Today, it’s Christa and Julie.” She responded seeing my relief at the surrounding booths being unoccupied.

“Yes ma’ . . .. Thank you . . . Christa.”

After nearly a week, calling her out loud by her name sounded weird, no matter how I was dressed.

“Sorry we were late. Any problems getting a table?” Christa asked.

“A few minutes wait but no big deal.”

The waitress, relieved from the lunchtime crowd, noticed we were a party finally and stepped up to the booth.

“Hello ladies. My name is Claire and I’ll be your server today. Can I start you both out with something to drink?”

“Strawberry margarita please.” Julie ordered.

“Make that two.”

The waitress turned from the table and both of my other dining companions continued to examine their menus. I was watching the both of them as they casually read through the items. A moment later, Christa shot me a look, a smirk on her lips.

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Amy prowled the office trying to pass time, absently shuffling papers on her desk that had been shuffled a number of times already. Again she glanced at the clock, realising that it had only been a couple of minutes since she had last looked at it. Anxiously she went to the window, peering through the glass at the car park below, still searching for His car, knowing that as soon as He arrived it would be time for her to go down and meet Him, for tonight was to be a special night for her.

Today the staff had all been told that they could have the afternoon off as Monday would be a public holiday and that she had to be off somewhere else that afternoon, naturally the staff had been delighted at the prospect of having an extra half a day paid leave and they had all gone by ten past one. Amy had said that she would be staying behind for a half hour or so to finish off a chunk of paperwork needed to be attended to before she could leave. Her secretary volunteered to stay and help but Amy said that it would be unfair and sent her off with the rest, she wanted everyone clear when Tim arrived to collect her.

All that was left for her to do now that all the equipment had been shut down was to set the alarm and lock up.

A little nervous she thought about how they had initially met, in a coffee shop some six months ago where Amy had slipped on a wet floor dumping her hot drink in his lap. Surprisingly he had been quite good about it, catching her before she also hit the floor, saving her from what might have been a severe bruising or worse, a broken bone or two. What had surprised her more had been the way in which he had taken control of the situation, bawling out the staff, calling for the Manager and demanding that he put matters to rights, including a cash payment to cover the cost of his dry cleaning bill.

One might be forgiven for thinking of Tim as just an average guy, average height and dressing so that he might fade into the background of a place, but he proved to be so masterful and yet such a charming man, at least to her, Amy falling for him on the spot.

The Manager, most apologetic, paid up for the dry cleaning, gave them fresh drinks and slices of cake free, together with enough vouchers to keep them coming back for at least a couple of weeks. Before Tim and Amy parted they had agreed to meet again in a few days in the same coffee shop.

As they got to know one another it became apparent that Tim, fed up with the basic wham, bam, thank you ma’am sex life that he had been putting up with for so long, so many girls, so little time, but all they ever wanted was to be fucked and leave it at that, all air-heads, the lot of them, he had needed something very different. Casting about, talking to friends, he had found what he needed in BDSM. Now, several years down the line and well versed in the practise of being a Dominant male, he felt that he had found his niche.

Amy on the other hand, a high powered executive running her own severely stressful business had found her answer in the role of being a submissive, a situation where she would no longer be in control of what she did sexually, she had discovered the pleasures of being dominated by a strong but compassionate man, the excitement of spanking, being whipped, bondage and many more of the extreme but wonderful BDSM practises.

At this time she had no Dominant in her life, therefore the meeting with Tim and learning that he was a naturally dominant male to her naturally submissive female had been a blessing in disguise. The had both become extremely close during the six months since that first and fortuitous meeting, she having put her trust in him completely and being rewarded with more pleasure than she could ever have hoped for, he taught her showing much patience and understanding, expanding her boundaries, allowing her to soar to heights that she had never before known. She had learned how to behave as a submissive in public and in private and now looked forward to that wonderful day when he believed that she had sufficient training that she might be honoured to submit to the wearing of His collar.

Over the weeks they had each learned that they had much in common, a love of motor sports, swimming they dined out together, went to the cinema, theatre and even managed a couple of weeks away in Cornwall that had been idyllic, the weather being as wonderful as their relationship

Tonight however was a special night, until now they had kept everything to themselves, behind the closed doors of his flat in London and her home on the East coast of Norfolk. Not forgetting the frequent weekend liaisons in a variety of hotels. Tonight Tim had booked them into a small but accommodating family run hotel, the owners themselves being members of the same club, situated some two hours drive away from where Amy worked. This weekend the hotel had been booked in its entirety by the BDSM club of which Tim had been a long standing member, and here she would be introduced to other Pendik Türbanlı Escort members as his sub. Tim had also mentioned that she would be a star at this meeting, but Amy remained unsure of just what he might have meant, being a well trained submissive however, she had refrained from asking.

Glancing from the window yet again, Amy thought that she had seen a flash of black among the trees, but it could have been anyone, taking a second and more searching look however revealed that Tim was just pulling into the service yard. Now, even more nervous than previously she picked up her bag, set the alarm, and locked up, hurriedly making her way down the stairs.

There she saw him, sitting casually in his sleek and highly polished black BMW 3 series car with its beige leather upholstery and a sound system better than the one she had at home. A nice warm and sunny day he had the sun roof open and the windows wound down, sitting there patiently awaiting her arrival with the inevitable Dunhill cigarette between his fingers, a brand of which he was particularly fond.

As she saw him, her heart lurched, pounding in her breast like a jack hammer, as it always did in His presence. She felt hot, cold and excited, all at the same time, her nipples perked and her pussy became moist, something that it was never very far away from since first meeting Him at the coffee shop. Tim had taken over her life in every way, leaving her with an empty feeling when home alone, at these times she would get out her rabbit applying it to her pleasure zone with much relish, thoughts of Him and His beautiful cock at the forefront as she imagined the beast thrusting into her to fill that ravenous wet pussy.

His broad grin infectious as he climbed out to open the door on her side and helping her in she smiled, proffering her cheek for his kiss. On the back seat lay two pink boxes tied with scarlet satin ribbon. Amy wondered what it might be but said nothing as Tim put her bag in the back beside it.

Climbing back into the car after closing her door he slipped the car into gear and turning pulled out into the lane at last heading for their rendezvous. The side windows to the car had been changed for one way glass, making it possible to see out but none might see in, so dutifully, as it was expected, Amy fastened her seat belt and pulled her skirt up around her hips to show her Dom that she wore no knickers per His requirement and that her pussy had been freshly depilated. Amy preferred depilation to shaving for two reasons, the first being that she only had to do it once every three months now and the second being that it left her billiard ball smooth.

For a couple of weeks now she had also been using the tanning booths at the local beauty parlour in anticipation of this night, she had wanted to look perfect for Him in every way, she had even gone to the trouble of holding her breasts up every other day so there would be no white bits underneath them.

Truth was that she had become so used to not wearing any when with him that she invariably went out without any most of the time, and being without was most comfortable, especially in the summer months, the breeze keeping her cool. Amy also found that without them she could more readily stroke herself when feeling horny too.

To look at, Amy was just 5′ 2″ weighing in at a healthy 133 pounds, a full but not imposing bust and soft brown eyes that just melted you when they smiled. Shoulder length red hair and full lips completed the picture and although a submissive by choice, in business she had a fiery temper to match her tresses. Anyone that dealt with Amy in her business world knew her reputation for not taking prisoners.

As a submissive, and now with the right Dom, her role reversal had been striking, Tim had taken her and moulded her and teased things from her that she had no idea were hidden away deep in the subconscious. Amy had readily become the clay on his potters wheel as she grew from being just any other person into the most delightful and obedient of submissives, a tribute to his skill, knowledge and patience.

He had always taken the time to talk her through every step, explaining what and why she should try this and that, instead of giving her a safe word they used the traffic light system as it gave a greater idea of how she might be feeling about any new game they might become immersed in. She learned not to be afraid of things but to welcome something new with open arms, to embrace it and to eventually love it, indeed she learned to beg also, but the game she liked best was puppy training, and she hoped that soon she would be able to go to the local BDSM puppy training school where all the pups were human and all the dog walkers were Dom’s or Domme’s. He had promised her that soon this would happen and she looked forward to it eagerly, she intended to make her Dom so proud of her.

He reached over gently stoking the inside of her thigh moving higher Pendik Otele Gelen Escort to feel her wet pussy, Amy only had to think of him and she became wet immediately and now her sweet pussy was flooded with love for him.

“Beautiful,” he said softly, “you have the most beautiful pussy and the sweetest I have ever tasted, your clit is quite prominent, the little glass bells have done their job well over the weeks, not that you didn’t enjoy it mind, feeling the sucking force on your clit actually caused you to cumm a couple of times. You are going to love what is happening tonight. Remember I told you that tonight you were going to be a star, well you will be, take my word for it darling.”

She smiled, content and happy that her Dom had such pride in her. “I have been looking forward to this day ever since you told me of it Sir, and I am happy to be whatever you want me to be.”

“You will be blindfolded but that is something you have grown used to now, many other things will be happening also and you will experience many things that you have never seen before. Remember that even if you can’t see me I am with you, you may or may not hear my voice but I shall always be by your side, so just relax and enjoy what is happening, I know that you are going to love it all and that you will make me so very proud. This is your initiation into the club and everyone is looking forward to meeting you. All the female subbie’s there have undergone this same ritual initiation but they will not tell you anything about it.”

“Oh Sir, I promise that I’ll not let you down and you will be proud of me by the time this night is over.”

As they talked the big black car just ate up the miles until they were rolling up a long drive eventually arriving at the hotel, it looked more like a country seat than a hotel, expansive grounds, tall trees, the smell of pine and was that a couple of peacocks she saw striding around? Tim tooled the car around to the back where she spotted tennis courts and an indoor swimming pool, and yes, they were peacocks, for here there were no less than a half dozen more, a wonderful place to spend a weekend, this hotel had been converted into a country club.

As the car slowed to a stop she saw two gorgeous young hunks coming towards them, both bid them a good evening and Tim handed over the car keys. As doors were opened for them both debussed while the second hunk picked up their bags carrying them inside.

Tim exuded a quiet confidence as he chatted easily to the lady behind the reception desk, situated on the right side of the great entrance hall registered and collected the keys, everything had been paid for in advance, even the buffet and any room snacks they might wish for. Amy stayed a little way behind him, admiring the quiet beauty of the hall, taking in its ambience and olde worlde charm with the Jacobean oak panelling, multi beamed ceiling and masses of beautiful flowers, staff going about their business quietly and efficiently.

To the left a grand stairway led up to the next floor, the strapping young man leading the way with their bags spoke softly to Tim, “there is a lift to the left of the stairs if you would prefer that Sir.”

“No thank you, I have been driving for a couple of hours and I think I prefer to stretch my legs, the stairway will be fine, but you may use the lift, with our bags.”

“No, that will be okay Sir, I can manage the stairs quite easily.”

They went up line astern the youth leading and Amy dragging behind, still taking in the size of the Entrance hall and the efficient way in which it had been laid out, everything for practical and visual effect.

Reaching their floor the marble stairway disappeared to be replaced by a thick, deep and very plush maroon carpet, here too the walls had the same Jacobean panelling, Amy wondered if it might be fake, but it didn’t seem so to her. The young man stopped outside the door, put down their bags and the box before opening it. As Amy stepped in she once again became awed at the elegance and size of the room, the bed striking her straight away.

At first glance one would imagine an Elizabethan drawing room with a bed in it, a huge four-poster that could easily sleep six, what she couldn’t see were the six ring bolts fixed to the cross beams but hidden behind the plush maroon drapes and valance. These beds had been specially made and every room in the country club had one similar, the same plush carpeting covered the floor and like panelling too. A high ceiling sported a chandelier while to one side stood a huge sofa.

Before leaving the young man showed them the mini bar, TV and wardrobes hidden away behind panelling, he explained the workings of the TV and also showed them the bathroom equipped with a shower and a huge Jacuzzi, this room had marbled walls and floor and mirrors all around, Amy felt that she could spend the entire weekend in the bathroom alone, such was its sumptuous luxury and Pendik Ucuz Escort the Jacuzzi looked exceedingly welcoming.

Thoughts of playing games in there with Tim dominated her mind and what could they get up to in that huge bed, excited thoughts ran pell mell through her mind, so much so that she had not realised that the young man was no longer there, that was until Tim’s voice cut sharply into those thoughts, bringing her back to reality.

Quickly turning around she saw that he had sat on the sofa, she knew what she had to do and immediately divested herself of all clothing going to him and kneeling, adopted the pose he had taught to her.

“Got quite carried away for a while, didn’t you!”

“Yes Sir, please accept my apologies, for once I forgot my duty, I didn’t hear him leave.”

“Enough with the apologies, you know what you must do now, so get on with it and no more talking,” he commanded, damned if you couldn’t talk a parrot to death woman.

She silently turned away from him to open up their bags and put the contents away. Furious with herself that she had neglected her duties and determined to put things right, quickly and with practised efficiency she cleared everything away to leave the two bags on the floor of the wardrobe. Going to Him and once more adopting the pose, wordlessly Amy began to unlace his shoes before carefully removing them setting them to one side, socks quickly followed and then she began massaging his feet. When He grunted she knew that enough time had been spent on them and kneeling up started to undo his shirt. Seeing his hairy chest once more set her insides purring with pleasure, she so loved to run her fingers through that hair.

Without haste she slowly pulled the shirt from the waist band before removing it to leave Him stripped to the waist. Now the belt, slowly, gently, carefully she undid the belt followed by lowering the zip of His fly and then the catch at the waist. Still being gentle and with great care she removed the trousers to expose the light grey boxers that he had bought whilst in the USA.

Now, she thought, for the bit that was sure to relax her Dom. Gently with a feather light touch she began to caress His cock, not to make it hard but to console it, the huge snake had already become hard. She had to suppress a momentary smile as she wondered how many subbie’s were doing the same thing or something very similar right now in this hotel.

It wasn’t long before Tim’s cock made a huge tent in his boxers, standing as upright as any telegraph pole ever could. Slipping one hand inside the waist band, fingers curling around the thick and very hard length she held it while pulling the covering of his underpants away to bring it out into the open where she would be able to play with it in a much more intimate and personal way.

Amy could really feel the wetness between her thighs now, her pussy hot and burning for attention, she wanted His beautiful shaft to be buried deep inside her now, thrusting and filling her with His gorgeous cream. As her tongue flicked out to lick the glans she heard Him moan and knew that He was indeed ready for what was to come next. Her mouth opened taking the purple head, caressing it all around with her tongue, lavishing it with the love that she felt for Him.

He was her intensity, there could never be anything that she would not do for him except for the taboos that they had both imposed from the very beginning, no children, no bestiality, no asphyxia, no scat and no piercing, these then were the standing limitations and both agreed that the relationship would be over if he tried to impose any of the practises on her, everything else would be a go, and most of everything else she had already willingly undertaken.

Now, as she took Him deeper and still deeper into her mouth Amy could do what she loved best, giving Him pleasure with her mouth, ready to drink down His cream, but at the same time her pussy also needed pacification but at this juncture had no idea what form it would take. Greedily her head bobbed up and down until she could take the entire length, the head just nudging into her relaxed throat.

“Stop now Amy,” He commanded her, “it’s the shower now for both of us, come, get up and we’ll go together.”

Amy immediately stopped although reluctant to let go of His wonderful eight inch shaft, so hard and thick, it always felt so good in her mouth. Rising she put out her hand to help Him up from the sofa and taking that cock in one hand led Him into the marble bathroom. The shower had been built with a view to accommodating up to four people at the same time, allowing plenty of room.

Dutifully Amy bent low facing the wall, supported by her hands her bottom sticking out and legs spread wide, ready for the great cock that she knew from experience would shortly be plunging into her very welcoming depths. Amy positively ached to feel Him inside her, she had become so aroused, loving it when He took control of everything that she did, He had become her man, and to her, the best there ever could be. Oh yes, she had been with other men and women since meeting Tim, but always with Him present, they had enjoyed threesomes with another man or another woman and sometimes four, but as yet never any more than that.

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Allison meets with Miss Carla, her Disciplinarian, for a second “training ” session. The young Engineer finds out more about herself and her desires. Allison unknowingly meets her Accountability Partner.

DISCLAIMER: This is a Fantasy work that in no way reflects real workplace situations or practices. All Characters over 18 years.

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“FUCK!”

Allison slapped the Snooze button on her alarm clock hard. She was in the middle of a hot dream and frustrated.

“Damn! What have I done? Not even out of bed and I already swore!”

She yelled at herself. Allison opened her blue binder to her Discipline Chart and looked at the consequences for swearing. She bit her lip. No way would she tell Miss Carla!

Allison got up slowly out of bed. Every muscle in her petite body ached. She flipped the pages in her binder and studied the Exercises more. Reluctantly she started her workout.

Allison began to slowly stretch her limbs and stood on her tiptoes. Looking in the full-length mirror she studied herself.

The restraint marks on Allison’s wrists, upper arm, thighs, and ankles showed light pink from the chaffing. She turned around and looked at her butt in the mirror. The seven caning welts were still pale red. They felt firm when Allison rubbed them. She bent over, spread her cheeks, and examined her butt-hole. The two converging welts were still pale red . The cold Epsom salts bath did help out. Thank you, Miss Carla.

Allison let out a sigh and began her workout. She started slowly then worked up until her skin glistened with sweat. Pushups. Sit-ups, Running in place. Her favorite, squat thrusts, reminded her of her dream and she broke out in a big grin thinking about her dream man.

Allison followed the workout with an ice-cold shower. Her tiny tits stood at attention and ached. She briskly toweled herself off. A hot shower would have been nicer – but she listened to Miss Carla’s advice and did not want her welts to ‘set’.

Running late, Allison quickly put on her bra, white blouse and navy blue skirt. She put on her pantyhose then immediately pulled them down and off. No pantyhose or high heels. She took her oak hairbrush off the nightstand and put it in her purse as Miss Carla asked. Allison put her flats on, jumped into her Prius, and sped off to work.

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Allison got to work on time and walked quickly into the cafeteria. She sat down and immediately noticed Jill from International was wearing the same necklace as her Disciplinarian.

Jill smiled and sat down to have coffee with Allison. She pointed out Liz from Accounting and Bekka from Operations as other “students” of Miss Carla. They compared experiences. Allison told Jill all about her morning. Both women had an animated discussion about the Training and agreed to have lunch together sometime.

Allison gasped and got pale as she saw the cafeteria clock.

“Oh NO! I gotta go!”

Allison quickly grabbed her coffee and raced to her office for a report for her presentation. She ran like Cinderella after midnight!

Allison quietly opened the door to the presentation room and tried to sneak in. Too late. Mr. Masterson stopped in mid-sentence.

“Glad you could join us – even though you are fifteen minutes late!

What do you have to say for yourself?”

The gray-haired Manager spoke sternly to Allison. She hoped the question was rhetorical because she didn’t answer it. All eyes were on the young Engineer as she took her seat.

Mr. Masterson continued and the meeting ended in fifteen minutes.

Allison offered Mr. Masterson a heartfelt apology and he accepted it.

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Allison went home early. She felt horrible about being late for the meeting. She took off her business clothes and stripped Pendik Sınırsız Escort naked to try to relax. This always helped her calm down, even as a child.

Allison reached over to the night stand and picked up her laptop.

The Engineer knew what she had to do and it was gonna be hard.

Allison began to type her Discipline Request email to Miss Carla. She struggled for words to try to justify her tardiness – but nothing came.

Allison brought her bare feet up, like she was covering her butt, as she confessed being fifteen minutes late to the presentation meeting.

She apologized to Miss Carla for her misbehavior.

Allison groaned, hit ENTER, and sent her first Discipline Request.

Allison felt relieved to have that confession off her mind but knew that a hard spanking session awaited her this afternoon.

The Engineer stretched out and tried to take a nap.

Her mind was racing about the spankings and her tummy hurt a lot.

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Allison’s Calendar app rang out at two-thirty.

Allison slowly dressed in her business clothes, sans pantyhose.

She wished the drive there was longer but knew better than to be late for her discipline session with Miss Carla.

Parking in her usual spot, Allison slipped off her flat shoes and started to walk barefoot up the driveway. Her feet stung more and more with each step she took. Fortunately, the door opened quicker today.

Miss Carla greeted her warmly again as they headed to the leather chairs and water glasses. De’Jevu as they sat and drank water together.

“Did you bring your hairbrush as I requested?” Carla queried.

Allison opened her purse and handed the wooden hairbrush to her Disciplinarian. She hoped it was gonna only be used on her hair.

“Thank you for sending me your Discipline Request earlier. I’m sure it was hard to send. But it shows you are becoming more responsible Allison. Now it’s time for discipline.”

Allison entered the Discipline Room, stripped, assumed the submissive position she was taught and faced the bench. She knelt quietly and still as her Disciplinarian fastened the leather restraints.

Miss Carla took out her spanking paddles. A “Jokari” game paddle was her favorite. Next favorite was a small, thin, rectangular paddle with a nine-inch-long blade. A third, longer thinner, paddle was brought out – just in case. She put them on the bench in front of Allison and smiled. The sight of the paddles made Allison squirm her butt slightly.

Allison unfolded her hands, wrung them once in nervous energy, then refolded them in Prayer Position again. She looked back at Miss Carla to see if she saw her move. Fortunately not.

“Allison. Knee and bend over with your elbows on the table”

Miss Carla secured Allison in the Knee-Elbow position with her ankles together, her wrists together, and upper arms chained to the bench.

Miss Carla noticed Allison was looking uncomfortable and asked what was bothering her.

“My stomach aches. I think it’s just nerves about my spankings.”

Miss Carla was concerned. She opened one of the drawers and removed a nylon exam glove, rectal thermometer, and some KY.

“Please don’t take my temperature THAT way!” Allison whined.

Miss Carla ignored her plea. She put on the glove, lubed it, and gently inserted her index finger deeply into the tight butthole. She removed her finger and quickly inserted the thermometer. Carla occasionally twirled the thermometer while taking Allison’s temperature. She smiled and nodded as the young woman reacted to the stimulation.

“Your temperature is normal but I noticed some poop on my glove. When was your last bowel movement? Be honest Allison.”

Allison confessed it was three days ago. At least she was honest.

Miss Carla was non-plussed by the answer and told Allison Pendik Suriyeli Escort that she would be getting a cleansing soap-suds enema if she didn’t have one by Thursday. Allison whined and pleaded with Carla but to no avail.

“I will not discipline women who are ill or who have bruises from spanking sessions. I will add another day if needed.” Miss Carla said.

” I promise to take better care of myself. I sure don’t want an enema!”

The young Engineer certainly didn’t want to study fluid dynamics.

Miss Carla appreciated Allison’s promise and undid the restrainted Knee-Elbow position.

“Come back to the parlor again. I want you to drink more water and chamomile tea – so you will be hydrated and relaxed for the rest of your discipline. I hope you did your morning stretches and exercises.”

Allison obeyed and went back to the parlor to wait. The leather furniture felt sensual to her bare skin as she sat on it. She smiled.

Miss Carla came back shortly with the drinks. Carla and Allison shared their drinks and talked about themselves. The similarities they had was uncanny and amazing.

Both women were college graduates with Carla getting a Nursing degree and Allison her Engineering degree. Each woman was first-born and leaders in their family and work. Finding out how things worked was also something they had in common. There seemed to be a bond between the two women. Then Carla looked seriously at Allison.

” Allison. Time to get spanked for being late to the meeting.”

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Miss Carla led Allison back into the Discipline Room and had the young lady Kneel with her bare feet off the table. Carla lowered the midthigh restraints until they were near her knees. The adjusted restraints were secured to the table with chains so her thighs were apart, exposing the tender area between the butt-cheeks.

Miss Carla lifted Allison’s slender waist and put a thick, triangular, bolster under it. This helped jut the woman’s butt upwards sharply.

A leather pad was used to lift her tummy as she lay over the bolster.

Allison’s tiny, yet pert, tits hung freely in front of the leather pad.

Carla bound her student’s wrists, elbows, and upper arm in the painful Reverse Prayer bondage position. Allison’s tits hardened in reaction to the position’s pressure.

Allison groaned as she was restrained. Bare skin against something

like pillows brought back memories of her bedroom spankings. Like before, she hoped it was over soon.

Carla took the Jokari paddle and rubbed it against Allison’s tiny, tense butt. Carla lifted the paddle and waited patiently for Allison to relax.

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The bigger Jokari paddle covered both of Allison’s butt-cheeks.

Miss Carla brought the Paddle down hard but was not impressed by the spanking action. She left the room and went into the parlor.

Allison watched and groaned as she saw Miss Carla coming back with her yery own hardwood hairbrush. She tried to tighten her cheeks.

Allison also made a vow to herself to not cry during her paddling.

She clenched her teeth and held her breath before the next smack.

This time it was better for Miss Carla – but not for Allison. The Hairbrush made a loud slap. The Disciplinarian smiled and began spanking in earnest. Loud staccato slaps echoed off the walls as Allison kicked her lower legs and yelped out often.

Allison’s no-crying vow went out the door in five minutes.

Miss Carla stopped. Then she began spanking again at a much slower tempo but with more strength. She aimed the hairbrush on skin between the Engineer’s butt, turning it a glowing shade of red.

Carefully she painted Allison’s butt a bright shade of red like an artist would paint a canvas.

Within ten minutes, Allison was sobbing hard and sniffling. Miss Carla Pendik İranlı Escort helped Allison blow her nose. She left the tears to fall on the table.

Carla put down the hairbrush and picked up the rectangular paddle.

She began to spank rapidly on the upper half of Allison’s butt to make it bright red. The Engineer tried to squirm but was held fast.

Allison had to do something to forget she was getting spanked. She began to push her pelvis into the bolster with each smack. She rocked back and forth, thinking she was on top her dream man.

Miss Carla saw this and smiled. She unloosened the mid-thigh restraints so Allison could rock back and forth across the bolster easier. She waited until Allison thrush her butt backwards then gave her sharp smack across both cheeks to push her against the bolster.

She kept this up and watched Allison’s tiny tits firm and stay erect. Allison took short, raspy, breaths and dug her hips into the bolster and tightened her muscles. When she pushed her bottom up for another spanking, Carla looked approving at the glistening clit.

Miss Carla saw engorged lips and breathed in the intoxicating Allison’s sweat and turn-on. She loved her Disciplinarian job!

Allison’s eyes squeezed shut and she threw her head back as the excitement started to overtake her.

Just. A. Few. More. Times.

Carla pulled roughly Allison into a kneeling position to prevent her from coming.

She undid the thigh restraints and untied the Reverse Prayer position. The bolster, paddles and hairbrush were placed at the bottom of the discipline table

“Lie on your back and put your hands in the air. Now!”

The young woman obeyed and Miss Carla fastened her wrist restraints. The Disciplinarian lifted Allison’s slender legs up to the high hook on the wall and secured them there in the Diaper Spanking position. She took the long paddle and rubbed Allison’s red butt.

The slap sound from this longer paddle were even louder! Carla paddled Allison from the plump part of her ass to mid-thigh. She started slowly then worked up tempo and strength until all of Allison’s thirty-four licks were given.

Carla undid her restraints and ordered Allison to kneel on the chair Time-out. She stepped out of the Discipline Room.

Allison couldn’t take it anymore! Index fingers from both hands plunged into her vag as she began to squirm in ecstasy. Fluid glistened and dropped onto the seat of the Time-Out chair. Her butt-hole winked as she thrust her pelvis forward and back.

Finally! She gave a big sigh and dropped her hands to her sides.

“Allison!” Miss Carla said sharply.

Allison looked in the mirrors and saw her Disciplinarian standing with crossed arms in the doorway. Allison’s face cheeks soon matched the redness of her butt cheeks. She hung her head.

“You better clean that mess!” she barked.

“Yes Miss.” The embarrassed girl ran to the bathroom, cleaned her vag, and returned with a wash cloth to clean the Time-Out chair.

Allison winced as she brought her business skirt up over her soundly spanked bottom. Miss Carla made her bend over and lift her skirt.

Her Disciplinarian inserted an unlubricated thermometer in her already moist rear. After four minutes, Carla removed the thermomtete and read the numbers.

“One hundred and four-tenths! I sure warmed you up!” she laughed.

Allison was not as thrilled as her Disciplinarian was about things.

She gathered her purse and walked out the door.

Miss Carla called out to her about walking and not running down the driveway. Allison prolly didn’t hear. The hot flagstone began to burn her bare feet. About halfway down the drive, she ran to her Prius.

Miss Carla shook her head and made an entry in her notebook.

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Allison tried not to squirm on the ride to her apartment. She went into her apartment and stripped naked as was her custom.

Laying on her bed she tried to sort her feelings. Sure the spankings hurt tremendously. Yet the excitement she felt during and after it was amazing! She rubbed her vag against the bedspread and went off into a deep, contented, sleep.

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