Slave For A Day

I went upstairs to the shower and relaxed as the warm water splashed
over my body, my mind was busy with the thoughts of the activities
that had taken place earlier in the day. I soaped up and washed my
hair and rested against the side of the shower wall as the excitment
of the thoughts made my cock lenghten to a full hard on again.. I
can’t remember when I have had so many erections in one day.. why
was this so exciting to me.. so many thoughts.. but I couldn’t
resist stroking my meat as I thought about Kelli sitting on her
slavehorse while I forced it into his mouth. Continue reading “Slave For A Day”

Girl is my slave

I had seen her the first time, at the company meeting in
May. I was a junior manager working for her department, handling the
money side of things for the large construction firm we both worked
for. She was thirtyish and to my eyes, perfection personified. Her ass
looked so inviting, squeezed by her tight black skirt, her panties
traced out in smooth curves. While the general manager droned on about
quarterly targets and resource crunches and achieved goals, I began to
see in my mind, drops of her sweat mixed with her cunt juices
trickling down the hairy furrow between her smooth buttocks. When she
caught me staring at her, she frowned, wrinkling her brow. I turned
away. My cock had become bone hard and hurt as it pulsed with every
beat of my hammering heart. When my cock gets that hard, I cant think
anymore. I would have fucked my mother, holding her legs up against
her breasts and sucking her toungue into my mouth if I could. My cock
doesnt have a heart or a mind. Continue reading “Girl is my slave”

Best friends

Jill and I were best friends all through high school, always together
and looking for good times. This either meant finding boys, or parties
or raising some sort of hell. Sometimes we’d drive around, looking for
a couple of guys in a car to flirt with, then lose them if we wanted to
“teach ’em a lesson”.

Jill is beautiful without any question. She’s five foot six, with a
pair of very nice, long legs, blonde hair that falls halfway down her
back, blue eyes, and she’s very shapely…how does 38D-24-35 sound?
Dreamy isn’t it? Jill usually gets all the guy’s eyes when she walks
into a room, and her love of wearing tight sweaters doesn’t help. Continue reading “Best friends”

Chinese slut in bondage

I’ve been a lurker on this group since its inception, and since I
introduced my wife to it, she’s been pressing me to post one of our
stories. Here it is, then, with a twist, for your approval.

We both enjoy adding a great deal of interesting costume to our play.
I love the sight of her in extreme heels and tightly-laced old
fashioned corsets, as well as bound and helpless. She loves these
things, as well as anything else that presses, squeezes, or otherwise
molds her, and adds to her tactile overload or general level of
frustration. Thus, we’ve accumulated a great storehouse of toys over
the years, from a variety of shoes with heels in varying heights, to
several custom made corsets (there are very few manufacturers left,
and the prices can be outrageous) with waists from 19″ to 22″
(including one that is knee-length), rubber stockings, skirts, and so
on, and a very large drawerful of cuffs, collars and padlocks. All
these things see a good amount of use! Continue reading “Chinese slut in bondage”

Sex At Hotel

One Friday evening I went to this seminar and dinner alone because my husband
Aaron was out of town on business. I had worn this mid-length, red velvet
dress with a low cut front and back. Yes, I was hoping to catch someone’s eye.
My husband was always gone and I missed the attention. This young man, Daniel,
sat at the table with me and we had some great conversations, we even danced
together. Daniel had been a perfect gentleman all evening long, he even
offered to take me home. It had been a long day for the both of us and it was
nearing midnight. There was no way I was going to miss out on an opportunity
to seduce this young, attractive and very verile man, so I accepted his offer.
He escorted me from the ballroom to the front door of the hotel. Continue reading “Sex At Hotel”

Preachers Sexual Dream

There have been many stories in the newspapers in the last few years
about preachers that have gotten themselves in sexual relationships
outside what their particular religious group thought was right and
holy. I am going to try and write a few stories about the life of one
preacher that found his position as clergy helped him get into many new
and exciting positions. Hope you enjoy this piece of fiction, if so
leave a word of encouragement for CROSS FIRE.

Sunday would soon be upon me. It is now late Saturday night and the
Sunday sermon is no where to be found. I sit huddled over my desk in my
darken office studying. I was preaching through the book of Song of
Solomon because the lexicon has it as the next text. I had read many
books trying to push all of the erotic images into a symbol of God and
Israel yet I could not keep my mind from seeing the naked lust of the
text. Continue reading “Preachers Sexual Dream”

Music Makes Me Horny

There she sat, Karen and Scoot, hanging out. It was wonderful, his kisses,
his embraces, his strength. She felt as though it would engulf her as
he swirled his tongue inside of her mouth and she tased his sweetness.
It was too much, his hand on her legs was slowly making her hornier and
hornier: almost driving her ot of control.

“Stop,” she said: she turned around and put on some country music to
slow down the tone. Continue reading “Music Makes Me Horny”

Moonlight Love

I now believe what they say about opposites attracting. We are not alike in
so many ways and yet I feel so deeply about you, love. I’m flighty and
emotional, you are controlled and very cool about your feelings. I’m
spontaneous and you’re a thinker. One of the few things we share is our crazy
outlook on life, and our love of laughter, and our incredible sexual
encounters, of course.

My co-workers are beginning to get suspicious, dear. They know when the
yellow roses arrive, that I will immediately be in a frenzy for several days.
But, don’t stop, love. That’s such a wonderful way to announce your imminent
visit to my city. I always make a place for you in my life. You’re never
here for long, but with us time and space don’t seem to exist. Continue reading “Moonlight Love”

Fetish Family Sex Story

“Twas the night of Thanksgiving and all through the
house, the Schidinks were stirring…”

Little Timmy Schidink, only eighteen years old and very
angry, sat on on the toilet in the the groundfloor bathroom.
He had withheld his shit five days, but now the Turkey dinner
was forcing the issue. His constipated gut ached as he
pushed and pushed trying to squeeze the delayed monster turd
out his distended rectum. Continue reading “Fetish Family Sex Story”

Christmas Sex Story

A warm, tanned Jenny lying in front of the Yuletide fire. Gift-wrapped in
leather and steel. Watching my every move with wide eyes, above the foam that
fills her mouth. At the right time, I’ll remove that foam, and fill her
mouth another way, but not now. Firelight glints from heavy steel
chains, locked to the padded cuffs on her wrists and ankles, spread-eagling her
before me. The other ends of the chains are bolted to screw sockets concealed
by the pile of the carpet. She moves and mumbles, trying to speak through the
foam packing. Soon she’ll be trying to scream, but it won’t come out any
louder. Continue reading “Christmas Sex Story”

Summer Fun Slave

I like kinky sex,specifically, bondage and discipline. I love it, and I find that
it’s the only kind of sex that I really enjoy. I am also decidedly bisexual. I enjoy sex with both sexes, but prefer men.
I was told that there were several messages on the board, asking
for more stories and more detail, so I will tell you another
tale.

My current boyfriend, Mark, likes to show me off, and I like
being shown off. Two weeks ago, he told me that a couple of old
friends were coming into town, and that he wanted to show me off.
Of course, I agreed. On the day they were scheduled to arrive, I
selected my outfit, carefully. I wore a half t-shirt, a denim
mini-skirt, high heels and nothing else. Mark told me I looked
terrific. He especially liked the mini-skirt – it was so short,
that if I sat down, you could see everything. I felt very slutty,
and that made me feel very sexy.

Mark’s four friends arrived, and it was obvious they were
glad Mark had brought me along. We took them on a mini- tour of
the town and then out for a nice dinner. They couldn’t keep their
eyes off my body. I gave them every chance to peek. Just watching
me get in and out of the car had them breaking out in a sweat.
“After dinner, we went back to Mark’s apartment, to watch some
movies he had rented. I wasn’t in the mood for a movie and told
them so. I may have been a little bitchy about the way I said it,
but I wanted to go out and party.

Apparently, Mark wasn’t in the mood to listen to my lip. He
immediately slapped his handcuffs on me, securing my hands behind
my back. He told his friends that this was all in fun, and they
should watch how he dealt with me.

He put me over his lap and pulled my skirt up, to bare my
ass to the world. I started yelling at him to stop, and he
started spanking me. We had played this game before, and even
though his hand was stinging me, I was enjoying it. I continued
to yell, and Mark stopped spanking me, stood up and I rolled to
the floor – my skirt at my waist, and my pussy on display for his
friends.

He went to his room and returned with something I’d had only
seen in pictures – a ball-gag. He inserted the ball into my mouth
and tied the band around my head. It worked; I couldn’t talk.
Mark laughed and said he had been saving the gag for a special
occasion, and that this was it. He pulled me over his lap and
began spanking me, again. “After just a few swats, Mark stopped,
saying I had enough for the moment. His friends were staring
wide-eyed at the whole scene, and I was hot. Mark told me to
stand up. He said he was going to give his friends a guided tour
of my very fine body. Gagged and handcuffed, I was in no position
to refuse.

I stood in front of the five guys, with my head down, as
Mark raised my t-shirt over my head and shoulders, until it
rested on my cuffed hands, and dropped my skirt to my ankles.
Mark then started to rub me all over – my heavy breasts and erect
nipples, my thighs and still-tender ass, my obviously wet pussy.
I could hardly stand this exquisite torture. I was moaning loudly
through the gag and swaying on my weakening legs. Mark talked the
whole time he was touching me. “Look at these firm tits. Do you
see how wet she is? Did you ever see a girl’s nipples get as hard
as her’s?”

His friends were getting hornier and rowdier by the second.
Mark asked them if they thought I had been a little cockteaser
all day, and they all felt me and smiled. Then Mark said,
“Kristi, there are five obvious hard-ons here, and I think you
better take care of all of them.”

He pushed me to my knees and removed the gag. One of his
friends, who already had his cock out, walked over to me. I was
so horny at this whole situation, I immediately sucked his meat
into my hot mouth. I wasn’t in the mood for long sultry strokes,
I only wanted to feel their hard cocks shoot into my mouth. One
after another, I blew all four of Mark’s friends. Finally, Mark
stood before me. I started to kiss and lick and suck on his cock.
Within minutes, he put his hands on my head and moved it back and
forth as he fucked my mouth. Just as he started to come, he
pulled his cock out of my mouth and shot his hot cum all over my
face. After I had relieved them all, Mark removed the handcuffs
and ordered me to undress. I took off everything except my
highheels, then Mark refastened the cuffs. I stood naked in front
of the five guys. He then started to finger my soaking wet cunt.
My legs felt so week, I almost collapsed to the floor.

Mark smiled and said, “You’ve been a good girl. Follow me.”
He led me into his bedroom, and made me lie back on the mattress.
Then he tied my hands and my ankles to the bedposts. I was
spread-eagled on the bed. Mark dropped his pants and slid his
again-hard cock all the way into my very ready cunt in one swift
stroke. Within seconds, I had a very intense orgasm. It had been
held from me for so long, it was very satisfying.

Mark dressed and went out to the living room to watch his
movies. I was left naked and tied to the bed. Over the next three
hours, all five men fucked me as often as they could get hard.
They would just walk in, drop their pants and shove it in. I
never felt so used in my life, but I truly loved it! My favorite,
though, was when two of his friends used me at the same time. One
pumping my pussy while the other straddled my chest and fucked my
mouth.

When the movie was over, Mark entered the bedroom and untied
me. He had brought a drink and a washcloth. I gulped the drink,
the alcohol adding a slight burning sensation to my throat, then
refreshed myself with the washcloth. Mark then had me put only my
dress on and told me that we were all going out to get some more
beer and another movie.

Once at the shopping center, Mark sent his friends to get
another video while he and I visited the liquor store. He quickly
picked up a case of beer and some scotch and put it on the
counter. Upon opening his wallet, he found that he was five
dollars short. The clerk suggested that he put the scotch back
and return for it later, unless he had money stashed somewhere
else. Then Mark grinned and said, “How about something better
than money. Is a great blowjob worth five bucks to you?”. The
clerk wasn’t sure if Mark was serious or not but answered
“Sure!”. Mark then motioned to me to go to it. I rounded the
counter and dropped to my knees in front of the young man. I
pulled opened his belt and snap, then pulled down his zipper to
find that he wore no underwear. I gasped “Oh, my god! Your cock
is huge!”. It was already getting quite hard and I could just
barely get my hand around it. I quickly determined that I
wouldn’t be able to fit more than the head into my mouth, but I
would try. I licked and sucked and kissed as Mark kept an eye out
for anyone who might happen by. As I popped the cockhead in and
out of my lips, I got hotter and hotter. While Mark and his
friends were by no means small, this dick was what dreams were
made of. I just had to have it inside of me. “Is a good fuck
worth another bottle of Scotch?” I whispered.

“You bet! In fact, take the whole order if you want!”, was
the clerk’s reply. With that, I leaned over the countertop and
raised my dress to my waist. He came up behind me and rubbed his
cock between my pussy lips for lubrication. I pushed back and he
pushed forward until I felt absolutely full. “Please, just hold
it there a moment. Your cock fills so much of me I want to enjoy
the sensation before you pound that delicious beef stick into
me”. I reached between my legs to fondle his balls and found that
he still had at least an inch of cock left. I turned my head to
him and said, “Fuck me long and hard. I want all of that
magnificent cock in me!”.

He pulled out until just the head was between my lips and
then stroked it in until I felt the pressure against my cervix.
He repeated this over and over until I felt myself slipping into
multiple orgasms. His pace quickened and I could feel the veins
on his cock throb. It swelled a little more and I knew he was
ready to release his load. Suddenly he thrust hard and I buck my
ass in return, wanting to get him deep inside. Then I felt his
cock twitch and I could actually feel each ad every spurt of cum
as it entered previously untouched areas of my cunt. He soon
pulled out and I turned and again knelt before him. Taking his
cock in my mouth, I lapped it clean and sucked him dry before
refastening his pants. “Thanks! You were great! Come back anytime
you need beer or anything else!”, he said as we walked through
the door.

We found Mark’s friends waiting for us at the car. He
explained the sequence of events and they all expressed regret at
having missed the show. Upon returning to Mark’s place, he told
me to again undress and lie face down on the bed. Then, he retied
the ropes to the bedposts, but with more play than before. Mark
then went out into the living room to watch the new movies with
his buddies. Meanwhile, I drifted off to sleep.

I was awakened by something warm rubbing against my cheek.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Mark rubbing his cock against my
face. He moved it to my lips and slowly pressed forward. I
relaxed my mouth and soon had him in my throat. He moved it in
and out, occasionally removing it and rubbing it against my lips
and cheeks. Then, as suddenly as he appeared, he left and I was
again alone. This happened several times during the night. Mark,
or one of his friends would come in for some quick oral sex, then
leave before cumming.

By morning, I was so horny I could have fucked a fire
hydrant. Mark entered the room and said he had a surprise for me.
Behind him entered the liquor store clerk and three other guys I
didn’t know. I turned out that Mark had slipped him his phone
number and they had all come over to watch the X-rated tapes he
rented. They all then went back to the living room and began
watching the tapes. I could hear the movies with their moaning
and yelling during the sex scenes. Soon I heard footsteps enter
but couldn’t turn my head far enough to see who it was. A
blindfold was placed over my eyes. More footsteps followed and
then the sound of belt buckles and zippers as the men removed
their clothes. Something warm brushed against my ass, then
against my forehead. Someone wrapped their arms around my waist
and raised me to my hands and knees. I felt someone get on the
bed in front of me. Then, a pair of hands held my head while
another pair held my hips. As if in perfect synchronization,
cocks parted by my mouth lips and my pussy lips at the same
instant. They began a rocking rhythm — one pulled out while the
other pushed in. This had the effect of making me feel as though
there were one very long cock sliding all the way through me.
After I had several orgasms, the cock in my mouth exploded. I
savored the taste of its cum and sucked it dry. No sooner had he
withdrawn than another took its place. Soon, the cock in my pussy
deposited its load in my womb and yet another took its place.

I lost all track of time as this constant fucking took
place, and I stopped counting after I had taken 11 loads in my
pussy and swallowed 8 more. My own orgasms had to be close to 30
and I was beginning to tire. As the organ in my mouth gave me
more nourishment, the meat in my pussy added its juices to the
mixture. Then there were none. I heard Mark say, “Well, her pussy
is full and I am sure her stomach is too. I still have a hard-on
too! Well, only one easy way to solve that problem!”. I felt a
familiar cock enter my pussy. Knowing it was Mark, and wanting to
thank him properly for fulfilling a life-long fantasy, I was
determined to give him a great fuck. I bucked my ass to take him
deep. Once, he pulled all the way out and I shoved back quickly
to recapture him, only to find he had shifted positions slightly.
His cock was halfway into my ass before I had even realized what
had happened. He pressed it further and soon I had it all. He
reached under me and played with my clit while he plied that
heavenly piece of meat in and out of my rectum as though he were
playing the violin. I began to come again and I could tell he was
too. A few rapid strokes and I could feel the warmth of his cum
spread through my ass. He withdrew and I began to relax, only to
have another cock thrust into my tight bunghole. This unexpected
turn of events sent me right over the edge and I was again
experiencing multiple orgasms. As the cock in me released its cum
and retreated, another took its place. In all, my asshole was
fucked 12 times. I frankly marveled at how often the guys got it
up again. Then, after the last one, Mark removed the ropes and
blindfold. Everyone had gone. He took me to the bathroom where a
hot tub awaited and I cleaned up. We then napped for a few hours.

That evening, Mark’s friends returned and we all sat around
eating pizza and drinking beer while watching another movie. When
it was over, Mark removed the tape and placed another in the
player. “This is a special tape that I wanted you all to see,
especially Kristi!”. My mind flashed with recognition as the
image on the TV brightened to reveal me tied face-down on the
bed. He had taped the whole thing! I watch transfixed as the
events of that morning were replayed. As I watched, I could see
that the men who fucked me were other friends of Mark’s that he
must have secretly told to come over. In all, I counted 16
different guys that I took either in my pussy, down my throat, or
up my ass. One guy got me all three ways!

After the tape was over, Mark said his friends were all
horny again and I would have to fix that. I replied that my ass
was really sore and my pussy was raw. With that, Mark pushed me
to my knees, whipped out his cock and presented it to my mouth.
Though my jaw was tired and sore, I gave each one a tender,
erotic blowjob. When Mark dropped me off at my house, he smiled
at me and told me I had made him very proud for the way I
behaved. He kissed me sweetly and I told him it was always my
pleasure to be his slave. My jaw and cunt were sore for two days,
my ass for three, but it kept reminding me of the fun I had.

hypno erotica

“Christina, I want you to become very, very horny.” I said as I purposely

rubbed my growing member. “I am your master. You must obey me. You are

totally mine. Now spread your legs and let me explore your body.” “Yes,

master.” she said as she parted her legs. Her legs were silky smooth, and felt

sooo good. I slowly and purposely moved my hands past her knees and outlined her

secret region with my hands. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter as I took

liberties with her. I massaged her clit until her it felt prominent. I felt

for lubrication, and then tentatively inserted one finger, then two inside her,

finger fucking her while rubbing her clit. Her breasts were level with my mouth,

so I leaned over and began to sensuously lick her left nipple until it was erect.

Desire spread from my loins as I felt her female body react erotically to my

touches. I waited until I knew that she was on the road to orgasm.

“Christina, let me enter you now.” I said as I pulled my erection where she could

see it. She had a look of sexual desire as she slowly and sensuously lowered

her beautiful body onto my swollen member. She was adequately lubricated, and

she began to easily take me in. We pumped slowly at first and then faster and

harder as the two of us began to experience each other. It became difficult

to stay on the bed so we slipped onto the floor. I pushed upward as she pushed

downward in rhythm as if we had been fucking for years. Her hair brushed up

against her breasts as she moved, and the sight of this drove my orgasm closer

and closer to fruition. She began to reach for my chest, and I cupped her

breasts. I began to squeeze her mammaries, and as I did she pumped harder

and harder. She squealed as the first waves of orgasm hit her body, and I came

hard as she grabbed my hands to squeeze them. She fell on me exhausted and

sweaty, awaiting my next command. I pulled her close to me and counted my

blessings. This beautiful woman trusted me enough to allow me to control her

this way, and I wanted to make sure that she received as much pleasure out of

our encounters as I did. I knew that she wanted to feel helpless and

totally unable to resist my commands, and that she wanted to remember her

helplessness after her hypnotic sessions. I was more than willing to allow her

these simple pleasures. I also wanted a few pleasures for myself. I knew that I

could accomplish these things with a few post-hypnotic suggestions.

Post-hypnotic suggestions are triggered by words or phrases that the

hypnotist utters at his discretion. The subject could be doing anything,

but when she hears the phrase, she feels helplessly compelled to perform a

specific task. My hypnotic drug intensified this effect immensely. Under

normal conditions, a person wouldn’t do anything unusual to them, like

stripping in public or performing oral sex in a restaurant. Under the influence

of the drug and my hypnotic commands, however, Christina would do anything,

absolutely ANYTHING. It would be her obsession to obey my post-hypnotic

commands until I released her. After I rested a few minutes, I began to instruct

her. “Christina, I want you to remember our wonderful lovemaking. I want you

to remember how horny you were, and how totally helpless you became. You will

feel your submission to me like a warm shower washing over your body, washing

you clean and making you feel wonderful. “I also want you to remember this:

whenever I say the word ‘suck’ you will feel an overwhelming desire to suck

my cock. You must do it wherever I say, whenever I say. You will suck me until

I cum, and then you will continue on as if nothing unusual occurred. When

you are finished, you will have a fully satisfied feeling of satisfaction

at your submission. “When I touch your left breast, you will awaken, fully

refreshed and sexually satisfied.” I rolled over a bit to facilitate

fondling her breasts. I started with her right one, of course, because I

love to fondle a hypnotically helpless female. I moved my other hand downward

to feel her bush. My sperm had mixed with her natural juices, leaving her pussy

region still somewhat moist. I caressed her vulva, and then when I felt that

I had had enough, I fondled her left breast. Her eyes became full of life.

Oh, Rudy, that was the best time that I ever had with a man!” she exclaimed. I

felt so totally helpless and submissive. I had no control over myself, yet I

knew what was going on. And you know what? I felt totally at ease! It felt so

normal to be submissive to you. And I want you to know, I’ve never felt more

horny in my life, and so satisfied by a man afterward. I’ve never had an orgasm

like that before.” she confessed. “I’m glad that you feel that way, Christina.”

I said, knowing that what she said truly came from her heart. “I’ve never

been with a woman such as yourself. You are so beautiful, I just want to

hold you because I’m afraid you’ll go away.” “I won’t go away from you.” she

said. “At least not until I’ve had a shower and some sleep!” “We could take

one together. I need to clean up, too. You’ll like my shower. It’s very

unique.”

We rose and I led her to my shower area. It was unusually large, and the

actual shower area was one big room with six stalls, like a locker room

shower. The original owner had this built for him for reasons that he

wouldn’t specify. I liked the large shower, and it was one of the reasons

that I bought the house. Now I had someone to share it with. We entered the

shower and each set our water the way we wanted it. We reveled in

pleasure as we cleaned each other off for the first time. Her breasts felt so

unique as I caressed them with my soapy hands. I worked my way down to her

belly, then her pubic hairs, and then her pussy. She spread her legs as I washed

off our sex, taking care not to rub too hard on her delicate tissues. The warm

cloth must have felt good on her, for she moaned as I carefully cleaned her

private region. I then continued to clean her legs and her feet. She then per

formed the same on me, being careful not to rub my semi-erect member too hard.

I could feel her love all over me as she washed my body with her washcloth. In

this way we became even more familiar with each other’s bodies. After our shower

encounter I showed her my bedrooms and we settled down in my master suite. As we

both drifted off to sleep I realized how lucky I was, and that today was the

first day of many hypnotic encounters.

Brenda and Becky

Brenda and Becky have started a house cleaning service.. they are both
young and very pretty.. but rather tall girls.. Brenda is 5’9″ 145 blonde,
blue eyes and Becky is 5’10” 150 brown hair and eyes.
They started cleaning my apartment several weeks ago and in the
process found some of my books on bondage and female domination…as
well as some of my notes from various telecomm companies
(conversations saved from online meetings). They were real cool about
these things and didn’t let me know they had found them until it was
too late…

The girls had decided that since I was in and out so much, I should
have a key made for them.. after some thought .. I said sure.. and I
did…the girls new my vacation was coming up and that I had planed on
staying around the house during this time… Saturday morning came and
I was awaken by Brenda and Becky just as they closed the handcuffs on
my hands..
“what are you two doing?”
“we know about your fantasies and decided you would spend your vacation as
our slave” the girls said.
and with that they through a robe on me and out the door we went…
when we got to the car… they opened the trunk and through me in…
there I lay in total darkness.. handcuffed and naked except for a robe..
the car started and away they drove.. making several stops…
the last one lasting for about 2 hours before the trunk door opened…
we were at a house that looked to be very secluded..
the girls led me in and took me to the front room where I was
blindfolded..then led down some stairs… the handcuffs were replaced
with leather padded wrist cuffs… my arms stretched up and
connected… then I felt tension as
the cuffs stretched my body to the point that I was on my tip toes..
then the voices were gone… and there i stood (or I should say hung)
for what seemed to be hours..

I didn’t hear anyone enter the room but was shocked when the feeling
of a sharp pain crossed my back.. I gasped from surprise and from
the pain… loosing my footing and dangling by my wrists.. I felt yet
another lash across my back.. I tried to protest but the lashes just
kept coming and I could hear a few snickers from the other side of
the room.. after about 15 lashes… the tension on the wrist cuffs
was released and I was pushed to my knees..
there I felt my hands being attached to a chastiy belt that was being
placed around my waist.. my cock was put into a harness and a butt
plug inserted in my anus.
Still blindfolded I could not see who was doing this but could sense
more than just Brenda and Becky… then someone grabbed my head..
and as a lash went across my back.. I heard a strange female voice
say “open your mouth slave and pay homage to one of your new owners”
again another lash… I slowly opened my mouth..
Continue reading “Brenda and Becky”

At His Whim For The night

The phone rang at her desk. She answered it. He whispered to her to meet
him on the corner in five minutes. Don’t wear any underwear or else. She
dashed into the ladies room, rapidly divesting herself of her bra, panties and
stockings. She was grateful that she’d worn that long, silky dress that
buttoned up the front today. Otherwise she never could have undressed so
quickly. Then, she would have been in big trouble. She rushed outside,
praying that she was there before him. The last time she was late, he made her
pay dearly. Seconds after she arrived, she saw his Porsche quickly approaching.

He screeched to a halt at the corner, opening the door for her, ordering
her inside. He looked her over carefully for signs of underwear. Reaching
over he strapped her in, his hands wandering over her loose breasts as he
snapped the seatbelt tight. His hands brushed her tits once more. He noticed
her nipples beginning to make little peaks in her blue silk dress. He handed
her a pair of sunglasses and ordered her to put them on. They covered her eyes
Continue reading “At His Whim For The night”

Satine Slave Part 5

James felt extremely self-conscious when he walked into the office that Monday
morning. He hoped and prayed no one could hear the soft rustle of the
pantihose he was wearing under his slacks. He went quickly into his office
and closed the door.

He had may up his mind to stay inside his office all day to avoid any possible
detection. He buzzed Kim, his private secretary, and had her cancel the sales
meeting he had scheduled for that afternoon. He told her he would be working
on the sales reports and computer print-outs from last week most of the
morning and did not wished to be disturbed.

Kim sensual voice crackled over the intercom. “Ok, boss but the latest print-
outs are still in data process. I’ll get them and your coffee right away.”

He didn’t know if he could hold his usual eight to ten cups of coffee without
relieving himself but he sure as hell was going to try. As he adjusted his
semi-erect cock inside his pantihose, he silently cursed himself for being
such a heavy coffee drinker. Sitting down at his desk he glanced through the
sales reports, wondering if he could make it until four without having to use
the rest room or pissing his pants.

Kim came in carrying a large stack of print-outs and his mug of coffee. She
put the papers on his work table, and hurried over to him. As she bent over
setting the mug on his desk, James felt his dick start to harden. She was
wearing a white silk blouse with a plunging neck-line which showed her
cleavage of her ample bosom. But it was her big nipples pressing against the
tight, sheer material that caused his cock to stand at attention. It was
obvious that she was bra-less.

Kim definitely had a sexy body and knew how to show it off. She was a
mediocre secretary but it wasn’t her skill as a typist that got her the job.
That body was the main reason she was hired. James had wanted to fuck her
since day one. He hadn’t really ever made a pass at her, but had made
suggestive remarks, hoping she’d make the first move. She never had though.
He wanted her in the worst way but what would she think if she knew he was
wearing his wife’s pantihose under his business suit?

As his cock throbbed inside the pantihose he started at her. She had shoulder
length blond tresses and a pretty face. Sexy green bed-room eyes and a
sensuous mouth with delicious pouty lips. James could just picture those
sweet lips wrapped around his dick as she gave him a blow-job. Her breasts
were prefect 36-B’s and she had great looking thighs on top of long slender
legs. Her hips were wide and sexy, setting her heart shaped ass to wiggling
seductively when she walked. It was Kim’s great looking ass that had started
him wanting to play with and screw Sally’s cute butt. Closing his eyes he
could feel the pre-cum starting to leak from the head of his dick, damping the
built in panties in the hose he was wearing. Kim’s voice brought him out of
his trance. She was now standing in the doorway and speaking to him.

“If you don’t need anything, I’m going to freshen up and go on break. Shelly
baked me an angle food cake. Would you like some?”

“No, you go on. But don’t you and Shelly eat too much,” he kidded. “I like
that sexy body of yours just the way it is. Maybe I should take your’s and
Shelly’s measurements every week to see that you don’t get fat.”

Kim stuck her tongue out at him then quickly shut the door, adding. “Just for
that I’m going to take thirty minutes instead of my usual fifteen.”

As soon as the door closed, James leaned back and unbuckled his pants. Sliding
the zipper down, he lifted his hips lowering his slacks to mid thigh. He had
to cum even if it meant a trip to the men’s room. He had to ejaculate if he
was to make it through the morning. He pushed the hose down and hooked then
under his balls. Wrapping his fingers around his throbbing shaft he slowly
jacked his hand up and down. He groaned out loud when, after only stroking a
few moments, a thick stream of milky white cum shot out onto the carpet under
his desk. Squeezing the last drops of sticky jism from his dick he began to
relax. His chest still heaving from his orgasm, he pulled the sexy hose back
over his semi-hard dick and refasten his pants.

He immediately noticed that his cock was getting erect again and he hoped he
could sneak undetected into the men’s john. If he used a stall like he was
going to take a crap maybe no one would see that he was wearing women’s
underwear. At least that was what he kept telling himself.

By ten o’clock his need to urinate was becoming a crisis. He was actually in
pain the need to relieve the pressure was so great. He went to the men’s
rooms but found it occupied by three of the guys from accounting. He quickly
washed his hands and returned to his office.

At noon Kim stuck her head in the door an announced she was going to lunch.
This was his chance he thought. Rising he locked the office door and looked
desperately around for something to piss in. He searched the desk and found
nothing. He consider his coffee mug but that would solve only half his
problem. How would he get rid of the urine? He began to frantically search
the file cabinets that lined one side of his office. Slamming the last drawer
closed he cursed and then he spotted it! Kim’s fern, she had brought it in
months ago when she was in her ecologically phase. Unziping his slacks he
hastily freed his aching dick and stood before the lush green plant. He
sighed audibly as he carefully aimed his golden flow, soaking the soil in the
large planter the fern was in. Five minutes later the door was unlocked and
he figured the afternoon would be a breeze.

At two Kim entered his office saying. “These letters needs your signature, if
they are to make the three o’clock mail.”

As he began to signed the correspondence, Kim leaned against the corner of his
desk. Then picked up the print-outs and slid back to sit on his desk, saying.

“You sure are a glutton for punishment today, James. Betty covered my desk
while I was at lunch and she said that you never left the office.”

“No rest for the weary or the wicked,” James quipped as he scribbled his name
on another letter. Flipping to the next letter his paused and dropped his
pen.

The smell of her perfume was intoxicating, arousing his libido. He could feel
his dick start to rise. His hand was just inches from her clothed ass. She
has such a slender waist and oh so sexy bottom he thought. He glanced toward
her lap. She had worn a short skirt today but no pantihose or stockings. He
could see most of her bare thighs. They were tan from the summer sun. He
could just picture her sunbathing in the nude. His cock was now fully erect.
He wanted to slide her over in front of where he sat, grab her knees and
spread her open on his desk. In his mind he could see his head buried in her
crotch, eating her through her panties and making her cum. Then ripping the
panties from her sexy hips, tonguing her from clit to asshole. And as she
shakes and quiver in orgasm again he would drive his stiff tongue deep into
her fuck hole to gather her sweet cunt cream. He could feel his nuts tighten
in their sack as his sperm churned in his testicles.

Folding the print-outs Kim hit him lightly on the shoulder with them and
chucked. “Really James, weary maybe? But certainly never wicked, depraved
or naughty! I’ve always pictured you as a faithful husband. Sally is such
beautiful woman. I know that if she were my wife I’d never risk a quickie
and chance losing her. I mean she has the most perfect body I’ve ever seen on
any female.” Realizing that she was confessing her lesbian desire for James’s
wife she quick struck him again saying. “Mr. James R. O’Brian, wicked! No
never!”

James had not been listen for he was picturing Kim down on her knees giving
him gread head. Her lips and tongue were polishing the head of his cock as
she played with his balls. Close to cumming he grabs her hair, holding her
head motionlessly as he fucks her mouth. Driving his cock down her throat he
begins to shoot his load of cum. Pulling back Kim opens her mouth wide as
spurt after spurt of his hot jism splatters her lips and tongue. James feels
a wetness in the pantihose he is wearing, his cock is leaking pre-cum.

Flexing the fingers of his right hand her mutters. “Writer’s cramp!” as he
rolls his chair back away from the desk. He hoped to clear his mind of its
arousing images. The sight he sees causes him anxiety and distress.

Kim had spread her knees and legs open. He could see under her skirt clear to
her crotch. She had NO PANTIES ON! He could feel the sperm racing up
through the veins of his dick. He was going to cum and nothing was going to
stop it. Kim was not only panty-less she was hairless! ‘Kim has a shave
twat!’ he almost gasp out loud. Her pubic mound look like that of a little
girl. He could just make out the ruffled edges of her out labia as he
realized what was happening. The first spurt of cum was flooding his
pantihose.

Panic stricken he pulled his chair as far under the desk as it would go. His
ejaculation was so strong that it began to soak through the hose making a
obvious stain on his light gray slacks. He held his breath and prayed that
Kim would not notice what was happening. As the last trickle of semen dripped
form the head of his cock, he managed somehow to sign the last letter.

Expelling the trapped air in his lungs as a sigh, he handed Kim the letters.
She hopped down from the desk a gasp! James froze horrified that she knew
what he had just done. She was around the desk heading for the door in a
flash saying. “Damn, I forgot to type the envelops for these.”

As soon as the door closed James rolled back in the chair and look down at his
lap in disbelief. He had cum in his pants! His whole crotch felt wet and
sticky. What was he going to do? How could he leave, everyone would see!
Then an idea flashed. He stood and removed his coat. Draping it over his arm
he held it in front of his slacks. “Yes! Yes!” he said out loud to himself.
He reached down and buzzed Kim on the intercom.

“Yes, Sir!” Kim answered.

“All this number crunching today has given me a splitting migraine. I’m
leaving now, before my head falls off,” he joked in his usual manner.

“OK, boss! I hope you feel better,” Kim replied.

James sighed again, relief that she had not noticed what had happen and that
everything appeared to seem normal. Now all he had to do was get home and
shower and wash out these pantihose before Sally get’s there.

In less than nine minutes he was safely in his car and headed home. He had
about two hours he figure since Sally usually didn’t get home until five
thirty or six.


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