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Her First Time
I step out the car onto the pavement, straightening my skirt and corset I bend down and smile at the Man inside. “I’ll see You inside Darling,” I say then shut the door and turn towards the bar I’m outside of. Taking a deep breath I step inside and look around, smiling as I see her across the room, sitting on her own, she hasn’t seen me yet, expecting a couple, not a woman on her own. I walk over, smiling at her nervousness. “Hello Cara,” my voice is soft, quiet and reassuring; she looks up in surprise and smiles. “Hello Jo, nice to finally meet you”, she replies, a…
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Harassment Backlash Ch. 03
After sleeping for about two hours the husband suddenly woke up and threw the covers back. Dorita signaled for Wendy to stay where she was and crawled to the bed and then still on her knees began sucking on his limp penis. A minute later she motioned for Wendy to crawl over besides her and take over. She then reached between Wendy’s thighs, fingering her vagina. Wendy sucked on the part of the male anatomy she hated the most; wondering what was this was about. Dorita now had a finger in her vagina getting the juices flowing. When she was good and wet she pulled it out and moved near…
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Helplessly Teased on Mia’s Bed
Mia went from a complete stranger to my intensely loyal girlfriend in two weeks flat. We met at a club after her cousin dragged me across the bar. I was sure I was being kicked out until he planted me in front of an absolutely stunning Spanish girl. “This is Mia.” She gave an embarrassed laugh as her cousin walked away. “Hi, sorry about that.” She was petite but with a round face, framed by raven black hair parted in the middle, pillowy lips and a bronze complexion. She couldn’t have been over 5 feet tall, which made her D cups that much more intimidating. Yet somehow she was the…
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Grace and Favor Ch. 03
I stayed in the shower for what seemed like too long. No matter how much I rinsed my mouth, the harsh, powdery taste clung. Defeated, I finally got out and dried off. I walked into the bedroom to see that he had gotten out the rope and was busy tying lengths to opposite bedposts. Once again, my pulse was in my throat. “Can’t I… just… stay still?” I asked, meekly. While bondage wasn’t unusual for us, it did often mean that he had planned something painful. My night had already been painful. “I’m afraid not,” he said, too casually. “You’ve already shown me your lack of self-control tonight,” he shrugged.…
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Haitian Femdom In Ottawa
Kneeling before my gorgeous Haitian goddess Esther, I am at last where I was born to be. My name is Steve Voltaire and I am a young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I used to think the Black girls in my church were boring and dull, since most of them never put out, you know? Like most brothers, Christian or otherwise, I had my needs and since the church ladies were hiding the booty, I looked elsewhere for my fun. That’s how I ended up dealing with this skinny, dark-haired and nerdy white chick named Dominique, whom I met at Capital University. Over…
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Going for the Record
“Make sure your makeup and hair are perfect for tonight. We are going for the record.” That was all the instructions Master had given her when he told her to clean herself for display. They were going to the club, that was obvious. Master was going to do something with her on stage. That also was obvious. But what? It wasn’t a slave’s place to know what her Master desired, but usually Master gave some sort of hint as to what was going to happen. He might say, “I am going to really warm you ass tonight.” Or perhaps, “You will be dancing without music tonight when I turn on…
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Ginny and Katy Pt. 04
Sunday, December 4, 2011, Minor revelations = = = = = = = = = = I woke to find that Katy had spent the night in my bed. She was awake, watching me. “I’ll bring coffee,” she said, “go back to sleep for a while longer.” I did. A bit later she came back, handed me my cup then sat cross legged on the foot of the bed drinking hers. I’d sat up when she came in, letting the sheets fall away from my breasts. I could see her hairless mound, though not very clearly. She seemed to alternate between looking at my breasts and my face, a faint…
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You Need to Be Gay to Work Here Pt. 02
YOU NEED TO BE GAY TO WORK HERE – SCENE TWO I am grateful to have been requested to continue this story. Feedback is much appreciated. I feel sure that this continuation will have more of an impact to readers who have read and approved of the first part. Was I Francis or Frances? I wasn’t rightly sure. The masquerade had left me somewhat behind on that score. I did know my real name was Simon Scorrier — soon to become Simone perhaps? And a Vice-President of an international fleet of cruise liners had commended me to be an excellent cocksucker by experiential recommendation (I’d just given him head). I…
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Witch’s Familiar
Please be aware that this is a bit of a slow burner. All characters are over 18. Please enjoy! ~ Usually, Nancy loved the ride home. No matter the time of day, the train was packed with all sorts of wonderful and interesting people. The other day, Nancy had watched with amazement as a trio of old warlocks, their knotted beards dyed a cobalt blue, had folded tiny origami birds which flew around the passenger car. Last week, a witch and her familiar had performed an impromptu concert. The familiar had sung a raucous tune in a language Nancy didn’t recognize while the witch sent shooting stars dancing around the…
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What Might Have Been
[Author’s Note: This story almost wrote itself. A dear friend of mine’s brother died suddenly and I was helping her clean out his apartment. Almost hidden away in the back corner of one of his dresser drawers I discovered he had a secret. A secret that was definitely the sort of things you’d never want a family member, let alone a stranger to find. That kind of embarrassment would kill someone. (Sorry. Bad pun.) I knew enough about him to know that he and his wife divorced a few years ago and had been living by himself. So these things most certainly had belonged to him and no-one else. Not…