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(56MF forced bondage oral anal interr)
When 22 year old Amanda Peters accepted the teaching job at Winston High School fresh out of collage she was both elated and depressed. Elated because the job was in Arkansas and put many miles between her and her ex boyfriend/fiance, but depressed also because it meant leaving her friends and family a thousand miles away. As Amanda busied herself arranging the 2 bedroom bungalow she had rented for almost half the price of an apartment in town she smiled thinking about when the realtor had showed it to her.
When she had asked [read more...]
Main street is dark and the tourists have retired for the evening. In the dark, foggy drizzle, I slip easily into concealing shadows; making my way to the outskirts of town. I push toward the motel with constant breaking sounds of the surf on my left and the singular howl of a wolf on my right. Drizzle turns to rain as I unlock the door to your room.
As per my instructions, I find you spread out on the Queen sized bed, blindfolded and bound with the equipment I had you purchase. Your legs are cuffed together twice, once above [read more...]
You’ve been waiting for your MASTER for some time. You were brought to his chambers by several servants more than an hour ago.
Naked, you are secured to the posts of his large bed, and left with little to do but stare at the image of your bound, spread, body in the mirrors which form the canopy of that resting place which you have so long desired to visit.
Your MASTER has “taken” you in other places before, but never in this very special place.
Your mirror image looks back at you. You can see your own excitement created by [read more...]
I take my profession as an educator seriously. I feel that I owe my students more than the mere contents of a History course. I feel I owe it to some of them to impart some knowledge of life, as it really is outside of the classroom. Because of this avocation, I have feasted on the firm, taut, nubile flesh of freshman coeds for years.
At 45, still fit, with salt and pepper hair, I’ve been a college professor for nearly 20 years, and in that time, I have sampled the hungry mouths, the milky breasts and arousal-hardened nipples, the [read more...]
My roommate Lisa is a real slut.
I knew that when she brought a guy back to our room the first night in the dorm. I had to camp out in the lounge with the Scrabble geeks while she got pounded in our room. The next morning the whole room smelled of sex. I even found a pool of dried cum and pussy juice on my dresser.
Luckily she’s got a really hot body and a gorgeous face, and is hard to stay angry at – especially when she gives you one of her broad, shining smiles. I think she [read more...]
When I was around 14 we moved to Jamaica, which is an island in the Caribbean Sea. My father was big in imports at the time, and he moved to there to run that end of the business while my uncle ran the stateside end. We had a lot of money and we moved into a hell of a nice house next to the beach. It was a big, two story job and the attic had been converted into a bedroom, and that’s where I lived. I had a little terrace and I could walk on it and sunbathe or [read more...]
“The pink one. And the white stockings. Wendy will like that on you”, Jim said, as they picked something for Mink to wear that evening.
Mink put them on, turning around in front of the full length mirror. She loved the way her body looked in the sexy lingerie that Jim bought so generously for her. She hoped Wendy would find the outfit exciting, she certainly did.
“Wear the bra too, it makes you look more innocent, Mink”, Jim said, thoughtfully.
Mink clasped the lacey bra, smiling at the way it pushed her breasts upward. She wasn’t sure the [read more...]
“If you could have seen how strongly she came when I told her about you and Wendy you wouldn’t be so concerned, Vicky. Trust me, she’s more than ready.”
“Okay, I just want to be sure. I don’t need her running to Anne in a few days telling her that I forced her to do things with me. And you’re sure I should bring Wendy?”
“If Wendy can handle it theres no problem, believe me. Mink and I talked about it last night, and she’s been fantasizing about both of you for a long time. Personally I’d like for [read more...]
I was not aware that my girlfriend had begun studying hypnosis, nor that she harbored ambitions of petticoating me. But I soon discovered that the combination of the two was dangerous to my masculinity. One afternoon I was sitting in my living room, listening to the stereo through a pair of headphones. It was a warm, sultry day, and after a while I drifted off to sleep. (Much of what follows my girlfriend–now my mistress– explained to me later.
Seeing that I had dozed off, Jennifer saw her chance. She replaced my music tape with one she had prepared in [read more...]
Over the course of the next couple of weeks, June and I became intimately acquainted, not simply acquainted intimately. She was very serious about her job and her work and as much as that apartment on Greenwich must have been costing her company — I have to figure about twenty-two hundred a month in 1978 dollars — along with the equipment and her salary, they got their money’s worth.
The setup was ideal for us, as well. My apartment was literally a block away and, as I worked at home, we got to spend a good deal of time together. [read more...]
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