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Part Four
“He’s fully neurowired, Empress,” an eight foot tall man in a loose robe reported to Empress Maya. “We’re ready to start mnemonic overwrite.”
“Proceed, Voyen,” Maya replied, towering over the man by a full foot. Voyen nodded and tapped a touchpad, activating the preprogrammed sequence of sexual training. Beside her, wearing a short robe, Aphasia gasped, seeing Martin’s eyes jerk as information was written into his mind, programming his nerve system with the sexual techniques of a dozen empires. “Do not worry, Aphasia. He will not be harmed by the process, at least not in the long run. Once Earth is conquered and we get the resources our planet desperately needs, I will have no further use for him. You seem to have taken a liking to him – perhaps you would like to keep him?”
“My lady,” Aphasia said, slowly. “He is not a pet, and I shall not treat [ ...continue reading "Aphasian Nights – 4-6" ]
When I think about that first time, my emotions almost get away from me. There is a lot of hurt and anger inside me toward him. His name was Jeff, and I really had a thing for him. In retrospect a lot of this anger is directed at myself. I was so naive as to believe that what we were doing was alright because we were in love. When I think of how stupid I was to fall for it, I feel betrayed, embarrassed and cheated, not only by him, but by my own lack of self-control.
Up until this time in my life, sex had been something for girls to discuss as if all-knowing, and it was relegated to things that really didn’t happen on a date, but did happen in a marriage, and of course, it was the subject of a lot of jokes. At 17, my dating history [ ...continue reading "My First Time" ]
Don’t misunderstand, I love to hear Julia beg. At first I didn’t pay much attention to it, I thought she was just being submissive. But later on I realized it was sincere. I didn’t realize that until I had already punished her severely for begging for it so much, but that really didn’t make any difference to her, and especially not to me. I’d rather whip her pretty little ass than eat when I’m hungry.
She was begging to be the center of a group fuck, a really big group fuck. Now I like it when my sluts beg for dirty things like that. It excites me. But usually when push comes to shove they don’t really want a bunch of strangers shoving dicks into their holes. Thats why I didn’t pay much attention to her pleas at first. What finally opened my eyes was that party we went to, the [ ...continue reading "Julia’s Begging" ]
Recently returning to Atlanta after living out west for several years, I called up an old girl friend just to say hello. She was, I thought, living with a guy but I figured a harmless drink for old time’s sake would be a friendly gesture. It turned out she was very happy to hear from me and insisted we go out for dinner that night. I’d forgotten what an “up” person Cheri was and found myself looking forward to our evening.
Dinner was terrific and the conversation flowed as easily as the wine. As we had done so many times years ago, we lingered, drinking liqueurs and looking deep into each other’s eyes. Her leg had found mine under the table and she was rubbing her instep against my calf. It seemed like we had never been apart.
Now her fingers were tracing the outline of my very hard cock. “Max, [ ...continue reading "Dirty Talker" ]
It was my first time away at camp, and being 16 at the time, was a little old to be homesick. None the less, I wished I was home! I didn’t make friends easily and all that ‘arts and crafts’ crap was getting stale! It was a co-ed camp, but the girls were kept pretty much seperate from us. They had their cabins across the lake from us and we only saw the female campers during the day. Ocassionally, a couple would arrange to meet half way around the lake, but either the girl or the boy would be missed during bed check and be found out.
One of the daily activities we had with the female campers was horseback riding. That was the only redeeming feature of camp for me. It was a Thursday, and I had just come back to the stable from riding. Most other riders were either [ ...continue reading "An Experience at Camp" ]
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