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After getting the call from the officer in the morning and seeing what had happened to Angela, Carly knew two things. At least Angela made a few sales, but every time she walked anywhere near the office, she saw her Master watching her and scowling. Bill stood up, walked over to his clothes and got dressed, removed the collar, said thank you master then left the office. After a minute Bambi stood up over Angela and told her to tilt her head back and open her mouth. Bambi came out of the bathroom right about then and Angela grabbed her things, went in and got herself together as quickly as she could.
White knee-high socks and black Mary-Jane shoes make him the perfect sexy school-girl. Louise opens the door looking ravishing in her red, satin blouse and tight, black leather trousers. This is obviously the same Belinda he has known from years ago, last seeing her at Louise’s wedding evening reception. “A lovely color purple, Caitlin looked like a princess didn't she Alan? Mummy Belinda puts a blonde, little-girls wig on his head with a pink bow. Belinda sits close to her friend so that both mummies have full access to their new foster-daughter. Louise strokes the front of his dress while Belinda inspects his mobile. Louise places her hand over his mouth making sure he feels the warmth of Belinda’s snotty substance.
A few weeks ago, after one of my regular sessions, my dominatrix Anne asked me whether I would be interested in receiving handjobs from women practicing the male milking fetish. Mistress Anne walked up to me and grabbed my cock, harshly pulling me out of the room and locking the door behind her. They were all women talking loudly about how pathetic men were and how they liked milking cocks without mercy making them cum without giving the men any pleasure. The hand on my cock pulled hard, pumping my shaft violently. Mistress Anne led me to a dark damp room, told me to kneel and tied the leash to a metal ring in the wall.
I would have thought it completely entertaining for my hot Ex and her hot friends to have some random guy all dressed up as a maid serving drinks to everyone at a Halloween party. And there I was, dressed up as a maid, locked in chastity, licking the high heels of my Ex's hot friend in front of an entire crowd of people. And with that, I had to face the realization that I would finally meet the man with the cock who was currently fucking my Ex...while I was locked up in chastity...unable to get hard or have an orgasm...at least until my Ex said it was allowed.
One by one the women gasped and soon they were grabbing him by his big muscular cheeks and "accidentally" pushing their shoulders or breasts into his hard crotch. "But first we're going to have a "little" fun." Jack noticed the emphasis on the word little and felt himself flush hot and red. And with that, Doris pushed the head of the dildo into the stripper's hot, tight, hole. And when Doris obliged, when she fucked his hot, arrogant, stripper hole in and out, in and out; and Jack writhed and bucked and groaned; and all the ladies laughed and took photos and teased him; Officer Anton, stripper, bodybuilder, arrogant brooding stud, exploded and came like never before without anybody even touching his throbbing little cock.
That's weird, I don't know why there would be...." I realized in my head: They must the underwear I wore last night after Jon fucked me. I know one day you'll find a girl who doesn't have a big sexual appetite, and she will adore your little penis." She was talking loudly, I think other people in the restruant could hear us, which was embarrasing. "Yeah," I said, not wanting to talk about Jon anymore. Standing there naked she said, "By the way, I asked Jon about what happened to both of yours' underwear, and he said he wasn't sure. and now he's gonna make Zoey a slut for his big cock just like me!!!" I could feel my orgasm building.
One profile though attracted me right away, Miss Anna, a very tall, dark skinned, busty woman in her thirties, dressed in a very tight leather skirt and a tightly laced up leather corset. Standing under the shower Miss Anna took a rubber ball gag from the wall and gagged me tightly. Somebody walked up to me, I heard the sound of a zipper and then it hit me, a warm stream of urine, obviously from a guy. Clothes were rustling, the peeing started, first a little trickle then a full stream hitting my face. "No cumming for Frank," Miss Anna shouted from the other room. "Can I take a picture of cum covered Frank," one of the women asked.
Alex whispered to me "If you wanna fuck Lilly tonight you're gonna have to be more confident, order something strong but don't get wasted." Not good enough for that woman, I just watched as Lilly couldn't stop laughing."There's no way I'm fucking that, but I guess I can give you something else, trust me you'll enjoy it but first let me get picture." "You're a very sweet guy, that's what makes me want you as my boyfriend but because you'll never please me with that stub I need some one else, like Rob." She began to caress Rob's huge cock. After my eighth load Rob finally pulled out his huge cock and release a giant load all over a Lilly and even I got a fair bit on my face and body.
"Pull your pants down Osaka," taunted Andrew, "we want to see your little Asian cunt." As she raised her legs higher, her dark colourful cunt lips, which up until now had been compressed tightly between her thighs, came free and dangled into the hole in the toilet seat. "I want to feel the hairs round your hole Osaka." George placed his index figure on the rim of Osaka's anus and traced a circle. George pulled back and Andrew gently placed the fingers of each hand on the inner edges of Osaka's buttocks and spread them apart as far as he could. "I can feel shit coming out -- so sorry." Osaka moaned again and once again the guys watched as her puckered hole started to open again.
Rachel stalked casually through the archway, into the sitting area where three long sofas sat in a U shape, facing out through the tall windows onto the orange and white starry city far below. "You said that you wanted to try a little humiliation, but I need to know what I'm working with." She said, running a finger along the length of the ruler. I don't know how long I lay there, unable to move with the ferocity of my climax but I barely noticed her return until I felt her massaging my cock. She laughed and ran a finger through my sperm, bringing it to her mouth and sucking slowly, eyes closing as though deeply enjoying the taste.
The vehicle's alarm system sounded urgently, alerting Nick's manager back in his comfy, air-conditioned office. Every other day, they got to see a driver lose control and piss his pants like a child. "I know that all what you want now is to unzip your pants, pull out your cock and pour out that flood from your bladder, but you know that you can't do that. "Oof..." he blew out in relief as his bladder and cock got more room to expand and accommodate the piss. "By the way, a Relief Officer works only during official working hours," she said with a smirk. Nick leaned back onto his seat and lifted his bottom off the seat as she continued to stroke his penis more firmly.
Karen proceeded to assert her dominance and soon Malinda found herself over her stepmoms lap with panties down and being spanked as if she were a far younger mischievous girl. Malinda felt shamed by having her stepmom watch as the girl excreted large movements into the pee at the base of the bowl with a splash. As Karen applied harsh slaps alternately to each cheek, Malinda heard her stepmom's pee hit the toilet bowl water followed by the plop of Karen 's excreting her shit. Karen secretly wanted Dennis to fuck his daughter but had been reconciled to limiting Malinda's involvement in their bedroom to this après-sex clean-up. Soon after they both came yet again, Malinda felt Karen's insinuating finger penetrate the stepdaughter's virgin anal opening.
My eyes focus as always on Emily's lovely cheeks and the warm enticing place with its goldenred hair between them. Our mother realized it too, from when she first told Emily, when she became 19, that she was to summon me, make me lift my skirt and lower my underpants, and go across my younger sister's lap and be spanked. She had me lie down in my usual way beneath her -- she was not yet using the seat then -- and as I watched her for the tell-tale twitch I suddenly gasped as her little puckered opening in the rear slowly bulged and then spread open to release a long soft piece that she cut off onto my amazed face.
The last time he took a piss was at around 4.30 in the morning and now, the lower abdomen and part of his crotch ached as his bladder continued to fill up with each passing minute. The door began to slide shut again and Mark's hand shot out to stop it. Jasmine watched his predicament and felt so turned at his desperate need to use the loo. She teased his desperate member, rolling her tongue over the head and sucking the tip before watching it thrum and tremble with the equivalent need to piss and cum. "But I'm not sure for how long it's going to last." The need to piss was slowly beginning to return, sending pangs into his bladder.
George had a fetish for stockings and feet. I looked like a Barbie doll and George loved to play with me. George licked my stocking toes on my left foot and then on my right foot. George sat on the bed and pushed his toes up inside of my pussy. George fucked my pussy in and out with his foot. George moved to the bed and got on top of me. George pulled his pretty panties down his legs. I opened my legs wide and George moved his tongue up and down and all around over my pussy. He pushed his cock into my pussy and fucked me on the bed. George let out a scream and came inside of my pussy.
The pretty girl looked at me briefly, then rolled her eyes and said, "No." She turned back to her friend and kept talking. "Look, can you leave us alone?" the pretty girl said. "Trudy, my god, what are you…" her friend started, looking like she didn’t know whether to laugh or be shocked. "Anyway, he’s not much bothered by the smell, so I guess his only problem is that he looks pretty stupid with a foot in his face. Christ, I think he is actually going to stay there. I was sweating and it felt like my only working senses were smell and vision, while the rest of my brain had stopped working, as if her foot had shut my system down.
Several times, he has refused to give me a foot massage because my feet were too smelly, even when they were almost fresh form the shower. The next time we had an argument and I felt my temper rising, instead of slapping him, I quickly fetched the handcuffs and locked him to a table. I calmly explained that he could go on for as long as he wanted, but my feet were going to stay right there until he would calm down and apologize. I couldn't help but laugh, which made him more angry, but again, the foot odour spoke for itself and pretty soon he gave in and kept his mouth shut.
Dorine was still transported by the possibility of seeing a teacher disciplined so ignominiously by the school's principal, but she managed to gather her sensibilities in time to answer in a clear yet unemotional tone, "Oh yes, Miss Crawford, as a prefect here, I have learned that I am expected to keep everything I observe in confidence and you may certainly rely on me to maintain that." Irene affected great surprise, noting in a very superior tone, "I'm quite disappointed in your behavior, Janet, in that I do not know how we can expect our girls to behave properly when being disciplined when a teacher is unable to control her bodily functions." Valerie merely smiled at the principal's somewhat expected rebuke to the English teacher.
"So as a good mother-in-law," Kendall persisted, "I decided that even at 25, some girls still need good, old-fashioned toilet training." Elizabeth blushed deeply as she heard those words but she also felt her panties getting wet with uncontrollable excitement at the humiliation she was about to undergo. "Now, Beth," she said as she turned to Elizabeth, "stand up, lift your skirt, lower your panties, and then bend over and hold your bottom cheeks well apart." There were gasps from the ladies at this horridly embarrassing order but also a few whoops and cheers from the younger women who were as rich and spoiled as Kendall.
Taken across my mother's lap at the age of 28 and spanked with panties down in front of the family gathered for our Christmas dinner was not what I'd expected when I accepted the invitation to go home for the holidays. Susie had been getting on my nerves and I was delighted to find that Gloria was a kindred soul in her skepticism about the idea that she and Steve needed to start a family immediately in the style of my sister. I couldn't believe this was happening but as I felt tears coming which I fought to repress, I slowly lifted my stylish pin-striped skirt, exposing my pale blue hicut panties and matching garter belt, and bent across her tweed-skirted lap.
“Dave I want you to unbutton your jeans.” She said to him while he was on his knees, “Take out your dick for me.” She looked at him, “You know, I wonder now then boy are becoming sex objects, are we women going to be obsessed with cock?” A minute later she added, “Cocks are at least useful.” She smiled. “You know, you’re not that much of a good fuck, if you want my penis up your cunthole you have to deserve it”, he said, he had started using those words since the time the have played teacher and schoolgirl and he had learned her the lesson: “Boys have a penis, girls have a cunthole”.
I've been in a stable relationship for six months with a beautiful girl, called Sarah. I feel like crap that I don't turn you on, that I'm not good enough for you," Sarah raged, "I'm so pissed off!" "Do you WANT me to be your Mistress, little one? Because I thought you pathetic enough to submit, I prepared some rules, especially, for you, Graham. I am a good Mistress, little one." She said with an evil smile. "Yes, Mistress Sarah!" I replied. Even I am not used to such power, in our relationship and must also learn the ways of being your Mistress," she said, with a dawning realization and a smug smile that was to become a common fixture on her beautiful face.
Dorothy cringed at the punishment and even more at being so further humiliated in front of Susie and Jim. She held her breath when Chris went behind her and told her to bend over and hold her cheeks apart for the anal insertion. Having tied the two white tampon strings beneath Dorothy's crotch, Christine looked her in the eye and added one more condition she knew would likely reduce Dorothy to the level Chris had envisioned: "Dorothy, my dear, I do have one more little rule for girls who are double-tammed, as you will be today.
By the looks of your little erection, so far so good baby", she teased while I continue massaging her feet. After 20 minutes of Mistress Sarah's sly remarks, and my massaging her feet and shoulders, she pushed off and said, "wank for me, you little pathetic stroker!". "Little one, how badly do you want to cum?!" she teased, whilst stroking my inner thigh, watching with glee my penis bounce about with anticipation. "How much do you want me to grasp your penis and take you right here and right now?!" she says stroking my inner thigh, her touch making me twitch for release. Quickly responding, "Yes Mistress!" She slaps my ass and hurries upstairs.