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Chapter 5 - My Education Begins
The Red Devil gave more orders and the large man silently obeyed. More ropes were produced. He came over to me and quickly tied a rope to each of my ankles. Then he adjusted the rope above my head to lower me. As he did so two others pulled my legs apart. When my legs were stretched quiet wide the ropes were tied to fittings on the deck. I was now hanging, my open crotch only two feet from the deck. My face was even with the Red Devil's chest.
I was completely helpless and that terrified me. I frantically wriggled and tried to free myself, trie... Continue»
Chapter 4 - The Red Devil
I must have slept. It was dark and I vaguely saw a large man standing before me. He was wearing a beautiful red cape with black trousers and vest. A thin rapier hung free at his side, and I could see a pistol and a several daggers on his belt.
His face was narrow and thin, his red hair heavy around his head and face, his beard a well-trimmed goatee and a bushy mustache. His eyes gleamed at me and he smiled triumphantly as I awoke. He was quiet handsome I thought, with some hope to my fate. Could a handsome man be cruel?
I was trussed at th... Continue»
Finally! I was able to get some time at work to take some punishment. Usual outfit: white blouse, tan skirt, and wore black panties and short heels. And…I snuck a wooden spoon in. It was to get it into work, not so easy to take it with me to the ladies room (held it in folded arms).
I went into a stall, there were still a couple of women there. So, I sat down, kept my legs pressed together, put the handle of the spoon in mouth, then put my hands behind my back and crossed them at my wrists. I was sitting very straight. It seemed like it took forever for them to leave. It was... Continue»
It was many years ago, I think I was about 14 or 15 at the time. My friend Angela and I were just playing around when we decided to have a tickle fight. She was a fairly cute girl about my age that I had known for about a year. We both began to tickle each other, trying to make the other one quit. I don't know why, but I found myself getting really turned on by it.
After a few minutes, Angela began asking me to stop, but I just couldn't help myself. I just kept on tickling her. Soon she was pleading with me to stop, but still I kept on tickling her. By this time, she was laying o... Continue»
Chapter 3 - The Attack
The next few days were miserable. I noticed a change in the crew. They were silent and sullen, and occasionally I heard violent fighting and angry words.
I stayed in my cabin most of the time. I drank very little and ate even less. My thoughts were of William and I wondered if I should ever see him again.
It was late on the third day after the storm when I heard shouting. The significance of this shouting was that it was hopeful. I, and everyone else on board, I believe, rushed to the deck to see what was happening.
The lookout was o... Continue»
As Kathleen was undressing Janet got back up to a standing position and suddenly dropped back onto my body forcing the air from me with a loud gasp. Kathleen laughed, "I love it when we make him grunt, keep going Janet" and Janet carried on, again and again she stood up and dropped her chubby arse hard onto my body. When she finally stopped and settled to just sitting on me Kathleen was leaning on the table stark naked watching and laughing at me trying to suck in in with Janets weight on top of me. "Mmmm", she laughed as she reached down and put her hand on her mound, &quo... Continue»
Chapter 2 - The Aftermath
I awoke to a shocking cold and wetness. I found my clothing soaked and as I tried to sit up I discovered my head was throbbing and spinning. It took me a few moments to understand where I was.
I was on deck, apparently. It was day, a beautiful blue sky with scarcely any clouds was above us and the sea was calm as far as the eye could see. I struggled to my feet glaring at the stupid sailor still holding the incriminating bucket.
"How dare you!" I shouted at him. "I am in need of medical assistance, you lout! Not seawater in t... Continue»
I brought home a complete stranger the other night to my fiance.
I made my hubby sit in the corner naked while i made out with this guy,Things got real hot and i blow him and made him bust a load all over himsself.
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* KARI'S, JAILHOUSE SWANK!!!
------ Looking to get layed, Huh, Babe? Do you need me, Now, Want to get loud, and feeling proud? I know you want this, and I have it! So, come ready, and with it! Just, got to love this, "Shi... Continue»
We met by accident. Bumping into each other at a re-enactment fair. I had tripped over her long trailing medieval dress, I was wearing light armour at the time, but still acted like a rolled tortoise on my back. She looked at me and smiled. It was twilight at this time and the early night had consisted of a lot of mead drinking. She bent over to help drag me up. Her long flowing aurban her lightly brushed my face and her essence although a weekend unwashed affected my deeply. Maybe it was the mead but that brief moment left me utterly intoxicated. And obviously being a low cut medieval dress ... Continue»
For the next 2 days nothing really happened, everything we did was as a group with our parents. The closest my cousins came to me was on a trip out where they opted to travel in my parents car and as we rounded every corner slid over the back seat to squash me between them. My parents thought this was funny and my dad was going as fast as he could around the corners to help their game. My young mind was in a turmoil as I knew I loved to be squashed by them but was worried about what they had said to me. They had already hurt me on the picnic, but had threatened to do it harder. They had made m... Continue»
SEX WITH LACTATING MOTHER – PART 2
A note to the readers: This is the continuation of SEX WITH LACTATING MOTHER. Thanks for the comments from the readers. Enjoy reading.
The next two weeks were agonizing ones. I found it difficult to concentrate on anything except on thinking about Helen. I was constantly fantasizing about what I am going to do with her when I spend the weekend with her. On Friday a week after my return from Finland my telephone rang and I picked it up. I froze on the spot when the person at the other end said, “Did you enjoy äiti’s milk?”(I... Continue»
* KARI'S, JAILHOUSE SWANK!!!
* A.K.A. " JUICY'BOX "
------ Hey there "SEXY!" How are you doing? Doing me, when I get out, "No-Doubt!" My pussy's just dripping wet, thinking about it, and your harder then a rock too, I just bet! I'll first get down on my knees, then unzip your jeans! You play with my swollen clit a bit,while I st... Continue»
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When i was a little girl (still am and always will be lol) me n my daddy was real close like best friends. He took me anywhere i wanted and did anything i wanted. Only thing he wanted from me was a smile. Anyways... I was like 12 and i was starting to grow some hair down there and my boobs was growing too. I started liking boys and i was looking on the interwebz for stuff and i saw a picture of a guy n h... Continue»
George led me by the hand down a narrow staircase that led to door with a peephole in it.
We were both masked and in costumes.
Tonight was my initiation into the “ Sacred Dark
Heart “ club. I was nervous and both excited by the ritual rites I had to go through. We went into a candle lit room.
Women wore red and men wore black capes. The master wore a golden cape. My eyes cast about trying to make out the dim surroundings of the room.
I held George’s hand very tightly as we watched a woman who was tied up on an X shaped wooden stand have hooks put through her n... Continue»
Chapter 1- The Voyage & The Storm
We sailed from London on September 3, 1759. It was a cold and wet day, and I was miserable. My father had insisted I travel with him on this voyage to the West Indies. It was to last for months and I just knew I would die if I couldn't see William for such an extended length of time.
That was my father's plan, of course. William was a scoundrel, according to him. He hated William and his f****y, and had upon numerous occasions forbidden me to see him. He was beneath us, he used to say. Perhaps that was why I enjoyed William'... Continue»
They say early experiences shape our psyche and in my case it is certainly true. My fetish for being pinned down and sat on by larger ladies was started during my mid teens in the 60's and influenced me enough to lead to my marrying to a much larger lady and subsequently becoming her "Squashtoy". As the smaller, subservient one, I and spent many hours of being, squashed, facesat and performing long arse worshipping on her and latterly her best friend.
As I said in an earlier story I was always a very small boy and and whenever my 2 older female cousins visited with their parent... Continue»
was my 30th birthday and had a wicked night out up the west end.my wife was well pissed and out for the count .i was buzzin, horny as hell and found myself replying to the loot personals,feeling like doing somthing new,a crossdresser called peter sounded realy horny.
decieded to go back up the west end to buy some porn or maybee find a hooker.found myself in a kinky fetish shop and bought a very hot red latex bra and panties for the wife.
got home and she was still out for the count.imagine how exited i was when peter phoned.he was going to dress up all sexy for me and said i could... Continue»
This was written to post to a group I use to moderate online about masturbation. This is the recount of the first visit we had to our group meeting with a woman.
As many of you know a group of us men have been getting together on average of
once a month here in the San Jose area for a little afternoon enjoyment of mutual masturbation. We began meeting last summer in July and at least once a month since then. While it has been up to this week just the guys that have been joining in, there has always been interest from women about our gathering.
So with our planned event on Monday I ... Continue»
The Man - When the final hour has come Maria enters the room. I smile at her. I kiss A and then turn to Teresa.
"Hang in there girl. I know you can do this, even though you may not know that yourself." A kiss on the forehead - all covered with sweat - and I leave to get dressed.
Maria - you believe this must be her - releases your retraints and signals A to hold your hands behind your back and take you the bathroom, where you are washed down, swiftly and thoroughly. Ropes are tied to your wrists and you feel the two women lead you through the hall and outside. Y... Continue»