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Domination Fantasy Explored, Part 4

bdsm Sicarium 2018-03-05

I begin to slowly massage you as I ask, “What do you think I have in mind for tonight?” I want your body and mind stimulated beyond anything you've known before. “You're going to fuck my mouth while I'm tied to the bed.” I whisper into your ear so only you can hear, “I want to watch you, see you as you're getting fucked, hear you scream out from across the room. Suddenly, he quietly cries out, “Oh fuck, yes.” He thrusts forward one more time and holds himself there, his entire body stiffening. He's staring down at you, taking in your completely exposed body, his dick half hard.

Mind games turn to bed games

bdsm KittyHelendre 2018-03-03

He took a handful of my hair and pulled it so he could kiss my neck, like a lion holding the female with teeth to keep her from lashing when he fucked her from behind. "I like weird." He yanked my hair sideways and bit into my neck. "I'd advise you not to beg," he said, just making conversation, "if you want less pain that is. "When I've got a girl naked like this, it looks nice." I heard something swishing. He said, "That's not the way this works." He traced his sticky fingers on my asshole. "I won't tie your legs because I like the feeling of restraining them with my own." He went into his closet again and got a ping pong paddle.

Laura

bdsm Unknown 2018-03-03

bondage-magazines, films and paraphernalia; gags, cuffs, whips, rope and much like that bitch next door, Laura something. It seems like you have been into bondage for a long time, and I can tell Bob said as he started to wrap the black rubber-hood over Laura's desperate Laura had been gagged for such a long time, that your bondage first" The Master said, as he jammed the gag back where it Laura tried the best she could to enjoy her bondage, where he had picked up some new and exciting bondage gear for Laura. Fortunately, he had placed the harness-gag on Laura, that had a little Bob Henderson grabbed Laura and hurried for the car. Laura was again in tight bondage.

The Stiletto Trap

bdsm Unknown 2018-03-02

I looked through the box and found a pair of super sheer black nylons with similar patterns on the foot that were in the shoes. Jessica, a woman with whom I work, tries to wear high heels every day. Only 11 days into the cycle I received a shock from my left shoe. The toes are so tight, and these heels!" I was just about to stop her when I received a shock in my shoes and in my collar. There were a few women at work who felt they could wear high heels every day, just as I did. She sat down, shaking and crying, and pulled at the shoes, but couldn't remove them.

Laura

bdsm Unknown 2018-03-02

All he said back were "Yeah, sure" and "You're right about that, bitch!" What the hell was going on here?, Laura thought, scared and defenseless. She knew that she was a beautiful and fresh little thing and the way she had presented herself tonight, dressed up like a slut, sure made her irresistible. Fortunately, he had placed the harness-gag on Laura, that had a little radio-transmitter hidden in the rubber-ball with antenna's running within the face-straps. She dreamed in her bondage, thinking about his enormous cock and his skills as a real master of pain and pleasure, but she couldn't help dreaming about what it would have been like, to be a slavegirl in the hands of a merciless Arab Sheik............

Teaching Carol, Ch. 5

bdsm Zenmackie 2018-03-02

She looked around quickly to make sure there was no one nearby, then reached down, grasped the hem of her dress with both hands and slowly lifted it until her panties, and then her stomach, and then finally her bra were revealed. I imagined that being discovered fondling my cock was beginning to look fairly conservative to her, at least in comparison to being found lying on her back, panties pulled down, while a man stood between her legs and masturbated over her. He didn’t notice a thing.” I began massaging her shoulder blades, at the same time stealthily unhooking her dress at the top as I continued.

Stay the Course part 7: Day One in Toronto!

bdsm taatiaanaa 2018-03-02

Master John pulled me into him as we walked holding my hand with the leash attached to my cuff. I slipped my fingers into the band of my panties, lifted my arse off the seat and took them off at the table and passed them to Master John. Master John took his credit card out and put it in the folder along with my panties then handed it back to Steve who grinned from ear to ear. “You may as well have this too Steve, it’s a matching set and my slut has no need for a bra with no panties.” He laughed and took my leash and walked us outside.

stay the course: part two, lay over in Sydney 2

bdsm taatiaanaa 2018-03-02

“Use mine babe,” Sam said, and took my hand so I could stand. I felt Sam start to wash me; he used the shower head and wet my hair, put shampoo in it and gently washed my long hair. He put more soap on the wash cloth and took the shower head and turned it so there was a power stream of water hitting my clit. The call for boarding came over the speaker and I said good bye to Master John. Lost in my thoughts about how my day started; My Master dropping me at the airport, what happened Sydney, my ‘task’ I had to complete on the flight and what was about to happen in Toronto.

Soccer Mom Slave, Chapter 8

bdsm kahiltna7200 2018-03-01

As the waiter walked away Brenda leaned over the table toward her Master resting her chin on her hands, her elbows on the table. Brenda stood upright, turned her head and looked at her Master's eyes, smiling broadly, she handed him the chips. Master continued to stand directly behind her, one hand on Brenda’s hip, the other on the rail of the crap table. "Yes Sir," Brenda said as she took her Master's hand. With a firm grip on her hair with his left hand, he held Brenda's head still while looking directly into her eyes. Brenda continued sucking and throating her master until she felt his hand on her hair pulling her to a standing position.

Teaching Carol, Ch. 6

bdsm Zenmackie 2018-03-01

I leaned close and said, “You’re very photogenic—I think I’ll print these out and put them on my door so everyone can see how nice you look.” Then I clicked slowly through the rest...and as I’d expected, she went into orgasm before I’d reached the last one. When I finally judged that she’d had enough and withdrew the toothbrush, then took my hand from her mouth, she let the remaining air out of her lungs in a whoosh as if being deflated, then seemed to pass out, hanging silently from her bonds head down like an abandoned puppet. Her eyes began to overflow again, but she kept looking at me and said, “Yes. I-I want you...” she broke off and took a sobbing breath, “...to p-put...your c-cock up my ass.”

Abigail

bdsm styxx 2018-03-01

It was not how Abigail liked to remember it in later times; instead, she concocted a story of how he had entered the smoking room at the office, nervous and unsure of his new surroundings and the people he found himself in company with. Paul and Abigail had visited many on-line sites, spending time in front of a web cam, sharing their sexual appetite with anyone in the world who wanted to watch. His fingers wrapped around the insulted handle of the iron and brought the glowing end up to his eyes, satisfied that it was hot enough; he turned back to Abigail and place one gloved hand on her breast and slowly brought the red hot end towards her white skin.

English Girl Goes to Brighton (Part 2)

bdsm 19Savant 2018-03-01

He walked in front of her, put his finger to her lips, and she licked and sucked like the good little slut she was, tasting her own frustration. I’ll probably have to redden it up a few times later, and I can’t wait to watch you cook for me in your little apron and a red, red butt.” He moved behind her, rubbed her ass with both hands, then spread her cheeks, exposing her asshole. Business like, without touching another hair on her body, he walked behind her, pushed his fingers across her pussy (which was busy re-wetting itself) and found her clit. His cock still hard and still deep in her ass, he said, “Okay, my slut, I’m going to stand you up now.

Of Intimate Moments, and Laundry

bdsm Returning_Writer_Guy 2018-02-28

I finished toweling off and put on a pair of boxers and some jeans, then made my way into the living room just in time to catch the tail end of Jess breaking up a fight between the boys. She was frustrated, and probably a bit scared, and as usual my strong, capable slave didn’t know how to admit that she needed assurance and help. But there had doubtlessly been small things here and there, little hints and signs and signals that I should have picked up on telling me that my girl needed that little bit extra, that nudge, that firm touch that assured her I was watching her and knew she was having a rough time and I was there to make it better.

Hoodoo Dreams Part 2

bdsm BradLee 2018-02-27

She ran her hands over her body; up to her breasts to twist and pull her long hard nipples; down to press her hands between her spread thighs to finger and rub at her dripping wet sex. She could feel their open mouths upon her, tongues pushing inside her, into her mouth as her hair was pulled, and into her pussy and ass as her long legs were roughly spread. The tongues were replaced by huge hard monster cocks as one drudge slid beneath her and another on top of her and they held her with their chains as the forced their way inside her entrances. Miss la Veau threw her sheets aside to reveal her long legs wrapped in black silk stockings, her bare dark thighs and her shaved wet pussy open and aroused.

Lover's Game

bdsm Monocle 2018-02-27

I would have fought to get away, just for the play of it, but he is pressing down on me, holding me too well as he pulls out and pushes deep again. I try to bring my hands around, to squirm away from him, Of course I can't, and my pussy fairly gushes, helpless, unprotected, fucked by a 'stranger'... I would close my legs, roll away from my 'fuck me' pose, try to free my hands, or lift the blindfold, or ask my lover to do those things, but I don't. Only as the last shards of wakefulness fall away do I wonder how he could touch my cheek and hold my hips in both hands at the same time...

Her Boots

bdsm BradLee 2018-02-27

I took her ankle in my hands softly gripping the leather boot; a knee high tight black leather boot with a platform toe and five inch high stiletto heel. She slid her foot forward between my knees towards my stiff cock as I caressed her boot with my hands and I began to lick the soft black leather breathing in its wonderful scent. “Fancy a ride bitch?” she questioned and without waiting for any answer she slid her boot forward beneath my heavy balls, grazing them with the leather, until her toe was wedged deeply between the clenched cheeks of my ass, and the front of her boot was pressed hard against my stiff pulsing erection standing to attention for her.

Brenda Meets her Master

bdsm 19Savant 2018-02-27

As Brenda pulled off her t-shirt, Karen leaned over and took Brenda’s nipple into mouth. “I want him to see how wet you are.” Brenda knew Karen was taking pictures of her pussy. Brenda spread her legs wider and Karen stopped, trying to hide her wicked smile. With the hard spanking having taken down so many of her walls, Brenda enjoyed every minute of it--being close to Karen, the feel of the water, being taken care of. Karen took her time, telling Brenda she wanted her to be perfect for him. Karen was enjoying it a bit much for Brenda’s liking, but every time she got a look at Karen’s chastity belt, it made her feel much better.

The Lifestyle Farmer: An Awakening

bdsm Honorious 2018-02-27

"Yes, he's the power house of the team, and we make him work hard, but feed him well, don't we Trooper," said Chris, tilting the pony's chin with his hand and provoking snorts of suppressed rage from the helpless animal which was attempting to glance warily downwards, trying to track the crop Chris held. We were still deep in discussion when I heard a couple of sharp cracks from the direction of the barn and then a series of shouts of "Yah!, Yah!" There was jingle of harness growing louder by the second and a metallic rattle and the four ponies appeared beyond the garden wall pulling the larger of the two carts I'd seen, with Chris standing on the frame, a long thin carriage whip in one hand and the reins in the other.

Welcome Home

bdsm Echo88 2018-02-27

As I let my hands wander to your chest I lean to kiss you, a small moan escapes me as your tongue slides across my lips. Sliding my legs off the bed I reach out pulling you between them, “Your turn.” Rolling my eyes to meet your I watch your eyes close as I slide my mouth down your shaft. Hearing you moan as I slide back up I let my tongue swirl around your head as your hand tangles in my hair. Turning me away I feel your hand on my back pushing me until my upper body is resting across the desk top. Feeling your hand move up my back toward my face I turn my head, your thumb strokes my lips before I suck it into my mouth.

Storm 3

bdsm BradLee 2018-02-26

When Belinda tried to move she realised that she was entirely immobile, and when she leaned her head back, Master Wolf secured her to the frame with a strap across her throat also. “Oh fuck...oh fuck...yes!” she screamed as Master Wolf took a flogger in each hand and proceeded to rain down lashes from the many leather tails across Belinda’s exposed body, lashing her belly and the mound of her pussy, lashing her upturned breasts, tender and sensitive in the makeshift nipple clamps. Belinda had been well trained to deep throat a stiff cock and Master Wolf showed no restraint in sinking his shaft into Belinda’s hot mouth and pushing it deep into her gullet with a thrust of his powerful hips.

Soccer Mom Slave - Chapter 1

bdsm kahiltna7200 2018-02-26

Brenda was the prototype Soccer Mom. She was thirty-three-years-old, married ten years, living in the suburbs with a nine-year-old son and seven-year-old daughter. She appeared to be totally absorbed in the lifestyle of a stay-at-home Mom. She filled her days driving kids to school in the morning, keeping the house just right, volunteering to work at a number of charities and civic groups, picking up the kids in the afternoon and shuttling them to after-school activities. Brenda was dressed like a suburban soccer mom: white short sleeve button down blouse and a light blue skirt. The farm house was a thirty minute drive from Brenda's home, most of it on the freeway, then ten minutes on country roads.

Corner time for Katie

bdsm Otkfme 2018-02-25

If she still wanted to be disciplined after meeting me, she was to go to the ladies room, and return with her panties in the bag. Katie stood beside me as I opened the bag and found a pair of very skimpy blue silk panties. Then my hand went in front of her and she parted her legs a bit as my fingers felt the already wet lips of her sex. In her email, Katie expressed that she wanted to try a butt plug while she was spanked. “Now bend over and touch your toes with your legs spread wide.” After she was in position, I lubricated her butt hole and slowly pushed the butt plug into her.

Teaching Carol, Ch. 7

bdsm Zenmackie 2018-02-24

She quickly pulled up her panties and fastened her coat and by the time the bus hissed to a stop and opened its door she looked like any young college student on a rainy day, except that she was still breathing a little heavily. I took Carol by the shoulders and brought her face close to mine, then told her, “Nasty little girls who wet themselves aren’t allowed to wear grown-up panties. When she had her coat all buckled up I offered her the rain-hat, but she said, “Not yet,” and when I opened the door and we stepped out onto the sidewalk, she turned her face up into the downpour.

Soccer Mom Slave - Chapter2

bdsm kahiltna7200 2018-02-23

He slid his left hand down Brenda's chest to the front of the bra, roughly pulled it away from her tits and slipped the knife between her body and bra. The view was captivating: her hands tied above her head, the red ball gag causing her to drool over her tits, the silver chain dangling in a shallow U shape between the clamps on her nipples, the black rope against her smooth white skin around her waist, disappearing between her cunt lips, the red stub of the dildo sticking out of her cunt. The sight of the flogger, his touch on her body, the pull on the rope holding the dildo in her cunt was almost more than she could stand.