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Laura

bdsm Unknown 2018-12-04

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............

English Girl At Home

bdsm browncoffee 2018-12-04

She still remembered having to buy the damn thing; dropping in and out of Superdrug and Boots and wondering exactly what Henry’d had in mind when he’d said ‘a nice wooden hairbrush’. It took an enormous amount of self-control to pull her hand away and when she did, she stood under the shower for a while longer, her body clenching and unclenching with urgent need. It didn’t take long for her to coax herself to the edge of orgasm and when she pulled her hand away, the urge to come made her want to scream. Hayley closed her eyes and sucked in a long breath, her fingers moving towards the last edge of the day.

Soccer Mom Slave, Chapter 9

bdsm kahiltna7200 2018-12-04

He got a brief glimpse of Brenda facing the door looking at him while she took off her Master's shirt. As Brenda walked up the steps she noticed a couple next to the pool looking at her. Looking past her tits, her dark nipples showing, she saw the sheer suit stuck flat against her smooth skin disappearing between her legs. Later when her suit was dry, Master told Brenda she was getting too much sun and to move into the shade of the cabana. They worked their way into the deep end of the pool and Brenda put her arms around her Master's neck and then wrapped her legs around his waist.

Teaching Carol, Ch. 5

bdsm Zenmackie 2018-12-03

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.

Trick or Treat

bdsm BradLee 2018-12-03

“Disobey me Peter, and you will never get to know just how good it feels to have your cock in my tight pussy, or my lips wrapped around your shaft as I drain you of your cum. “Oh fuck, yes Nurse Trixy,” Peter groaned, turning his face skyward. Peter lifted his head a little and looked forward as he felt Trixy’s fingers slide into his tightly clenched arsehole; two entwined fingers, slick with lube, invading him, sliding in up to the knuckles, and twisting within him, searching out his prostate and milking it hard. “Oh fuck,” Peter cried out, as string after string of his hot seed jetted from the eye of his cock and splattered onto the floor beneath his belly.

Ann Bound

bdsm 19Savant 2018-12-02

To make it worse, he’d randomly sent her text messages to get her wet as water, telling her how he wanted to lick or bite her nipples, or how hard his cock was. Not taking any shortcuts, he kissed and licked and sucked the fingers of her other hand, but he didn’t tie anything to that wrist. “I’d really like to pull your panties down, bend you over the bed and push my cock into you.” He let that thought play through her mind. She knew he wasn’t going to, but still she moaned in frustration as his tongue slipped past her pussy, to the front of her hip, and up her body.

Meeting the Master

bdsm Shiva 2018-12-02

Without hanging around to think that one through I reach into the wardrobe and get out the dress that I have hanging in there waiting just for this night.  It is long, black, fitted close around my waist and hips, but cut low over my breasts,  the back dipping down revealing my skin all the way to the curve of my ass.  To the side there is a split right up to the hip... I can feel his eyes explore every inch of my body like invisible hands from out of the darkness. I feel his naked chest  rub against mine as he leans forward over me, his tongue laps at my ear as he whispers "Scream all you want, there is no one to hear you.

Welcome Home

bdsm Echo88 2018-12-01

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.

Sorority Pledge 1: A Devil in Disguise - Part 3

bdsm Daizie 2018-12-01

When sorority pledge, Addison Montgomery, gets caught chucking eggs at a mansion at the demand of her sisters on Halloween, she's punished by the rich man’s son, Logan, a hot junior at her college, and they get swept up in the delicious power exchange and a tumultuous squall of passion. As we kissed again with reckless abandon, like starving orphans, he lifted the ethereal cloth covering my flesh and slid a frisky, grabby hand up my stomach and chest and into my bra. With as open and willing and quick you were to do anything I ordered you to do, you even let me slap your pussy with a freaking belt, goddammit, I think, no, I know, you need a box.

Stay the Course Part Five: Satisfying Sarah and Sir!

bdsm taatiaanaa 2018-11-30

“I want to see you kiss Sarah and suck on her nipples before you eat that wet pussy of hers Sweetie.” He whispered so only I could hear him. I looked up at Sarah’s face her eyes were wide and I went for her juices again this time slipping my fingers into her mouth and making her clean them. I felt her tense again and she pulled her hand from Robert and grabbed my head smashing it hard into her pussy, her thighs clamped on head and she came hard in my mouth. Robert slipped his hand down to my pussy and grinned as he pulled his fingers out and slipped them into his mouth.

Key To The Highway

bdsm BradLee 2018-11-29

She gave head with languid relish, sucking a thick hard cock into the depths of her throat and holding it there as long as she could, as her face grew red, as she stared into the camera with wide innocent eyes. Frankie leant over the front seat and held the ball of wet lace over Albert’s face close to his dry lips. Frankie pushed her hand inside the fly of Albert’s trousers and took hold of his cock through the thin cotton of his boxer shorts. Albert nodded and moved his legs further apart as Frankie slid further down the seat and positioned her head between his knees. Frankie reached inside Albert’s briefs and pulled at his hard cock until it was free and pointing proudly towards her wet, pouting lips.

Soccer Mom Slave - Chapter 1

bdsm kahiltna7200 2018-11-29

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.

The Library Crawl

bdsm Zenmackie 2018-11-28

At the moment, to the casual observer Patti might easily be mistaken for a librarian: her dark hair was pulled up into a bun on top of her head, and she had on glasses and no make-up, and she was dressed in a long, conservatively-cut leather jacket that came almost to her knees. She imagined His eyes on her as she got down on her hands and knees and pulled the end of the leash out of the back of her panties, where it had been tucked so as not to hang below her jacket, and dropped it to the floor beside her.

Sweet Surrender

bdsm TheSometimesGoddess 2018-11-28

She needed to feel his tongue parting her nether lips, pressing against her aching clit and then plunging deep inside her. His tongue pressed firmly between her wet pussy lips, delving deep to find her hard little clit. His chuckle sent warm tingles down her body and she felt relieved when she finally welcomed his cock between her parted lips. “Come on my goddess, just let go and tell me what you want.” He leaned forward and nibbled at her neck, starting a trail to her lower earlobe and whispering, “You want my cock hard and throbbing inside you…deep…filling your pussy, making you cum for your master. Cum hard for your master!” He moaned as he felt her pussy spasm and erupt around him; bathing his cock in her sweet juices.

Marian The Librarian

bdsm Eaglesclaw 2018-11-28

Marian leaves the desk and walks around in front of the man, suddenly mindful of the fact that he can look at her backside and legs. For some reason, she feels the need to straighten her back, the action pushing her breasts forward and causing her to walk a little taller as she leads the way to the fiction section and then to the Rs. As they get there, she sees that the author, A.N Roquelaure, is on the very bottom shelf right in front of where the man is standing, and points to it. As they walked back to the librarian's desk, Marian's mind started going a mile a minute: "I just sucked a man's cock, practically in public and I don't even know his name!".

Soccer Mom Slave, Chapter 4

bdsm kahiltna7200 2018-11-28

Seeing nothing, she draping the skirt over the car door, reached in the window and picked the blouse up off the seat. Brenda pulled in the garage and immediately hit the remote to close the door. Dried cum covered her face, her makeup still a mess, bright red ball gag around her neck, nipples clearly visible through her blouse, bottoms of her tits showing from the opening of the lower part of her blouse, more cum had oozed out of her cunt on the way home.. Brenda dressed quickly putting on a pair of knee length shorts and a pull over blouse, the same clothes she had worn when dropping off the kids at school earlier in the morning.

Soccer Mom Slave, Chapter 3

bdsm kahiltna7200 2018-11-27

Facing Brenda, Master said, "Climb on slave, but Do Not let the dildo touch the pony." Hands cuffed and tied to the ceiling, drooling from her ball gagged mouth, her ankles securely attached to the legs of the horse, the nipple clamps straining at her tits to hold up the flogger dangling on the chain. He pulled on the cunt rope and Brenda's pony tail, forcing his cock back into her mouth. Brenda looked up and saw his balls just above her mouth, his hard cock swayed over her face pointing toward her forehead. Every time he ran his cock down Brenda's throat she could feel the chain touch her upper lip as it stretched her tits even more.

Soccer Mom Slave - Chapter2

bdsm kahiltna7200 2018-11-27

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.

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

bdsm taatiaanaa 2018-11-27

“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.

Brenda Meets her Master - Part II

bdsm 19Savant 2018-11-26

She tried to look away, but his hand found her chin and pulled it back, so that she couldn’t hide. Both of her hands reached out and desperately gripped his forearm, but she wasn’t sure if she wanted to stop him or pull him in deeper. She looked at him one last time, then stood on the seat and lifted her ass up high as she bent over and put her hands on the seat. He kissed her deep, again and again, his hands finding her nipple, then running down the side of her body and cupping her ass. Her hand found his wonderful cock, so hard for her, and she pressed it against the opening of her wet pussy.

Abigail

bdsm styxx 2018-11-26

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.

Her Basement

bdsm rdodger 2018-11-26

     When her door opened and I saw Helen again, I took a step back in surprise.  The drab housecoat in which she had first greeted me was gone; instead she was dressed in a well-cut silk blouse and a nicely contrasting suede skirt, one which demonstrated that she had legs to be proud of.  She was still wearing her hair in that teacher-style bun, though.  I pulled myself back together and took her proffered hand, entering the house as she held the door open.  She led me to the back bedroom where the troublesome television set was located, and stayed as I got down and rummaged around the back looking at the connections.  Eventually I was able to find a spot where part of the cable had been frayed and had shorted to the ground sheath.  Maybe five minutes later, I was standing up wiping some sweat off my forehead and telling her "Okay, if that works you won't have to call the cable guys."

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She's Sorry

bdsm Eaglesclaw 2018-11-25

She walked over to the tree and leaned the rod on it, then dropped to her knees, put her hands down and crawled to me with her head down. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head up, "I said make out with it, slowly." I let her hair go, and she bowed her head and started to kiss the belt open mouthed. I took the belt and doubled it over, holding it tightly in my hand, as I moved around her slowly looking at her body, waiting purposely. Now I walked around her once, then turned and moved slowly and quietly away from the area towards the car, leaving her in position against the tree.

Her Boots

bdsm BradLee 2018-11-24

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.