Simply being the only one naked makes me feel so alive... to be ogled, fondled, bound and displayed... my degree of aliveness was greater than ever in my life. So beyond naked, so owned, bound, displayed... the air on my skin, their eyes on my helplessly exposed nudity, and trickling love juices... I was brought to the table again but this time to kneel b...
Helen declared she and I should go inside and talk alone, to check in, one on one. While she and I were alone together, Sassa would lead Gabriela, Gloria and Stefania in a discussion and review of the contract and manual. Helen paused thoughtfuly, seemed to decide on something... then said that before she and I left, the newcomers should see me in a more f...
After they finished breakfast, the sisters walked over to my dirt-and fresh sweat-soaked nudity, and Helen ordered me to kneel, knees very wide, hands behind my neck, back arched. This was very arousing to me. I was so owned, so utterly owned, so naked, and sweaty and dirty and exposed, while they were so elegantly (though casually) dressed, and I was instan...
I found myself strangely and extraordinarily embarrassed when I saw the leash and collar in Sassa's hand, for I had somehow felt Gloria and Stefania were more like peers and friends, despite my being stark naked and they fully clothed. More feelings coursed through me: excited to see lovely and erotically cruel Sassa, on whom I was developing a crush, yet...
INTRO TO POTENTIAL READERS: PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT INTO LESBIAN DOMINATION, SUBMISSION and BONDAGE. THANK YOU. THIS IS A SMALL PART OF THE CONTINUING STORY OF LISA, HELEN and SASSA, NOT TO BE READ AS A STAND ALONE SECTION. PLEASE READ EARLIER PIECES IF YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY! NOTE ALSO: TO BE REWRITTEN and ADDED TO: THIS IS ALL FIRST VERSION. P...
An overseer came up on his horse...we could see him coming from a distance, so I had time to order Julia to resume wearing the field work rags. He was surprised to see me, a member of the patrician family, out there and even helping with the work. He became deferential, but I also saw the quizzical look on his face. I easily slid back into the personalit...
This is a Toy's story for a Tuesday night. After we unloaded the car, unpacked my stuff, set up the cat litter pan and a warm spot for Munchkin, it was time to begin. WileChile walked me into the bathroom and sat me in a chair beside the tub. She leaned against the counter and asked again if I would be her sex toy until New Year's Day. She could ask me to d...
The name is Veronique Angel. I'm a six-foot-three, busty and big-bottomed, voluptuous Black woman of Jamaican descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I'm the top lawyer on the legal defense team working with the world-famous Massachusetts General Hospital. I love my job. Especially when it's time to take on life and death decisions. Ye...
We sat in silence an uncomfortably long while. They snacked and stared at my nakedness at the table across from them. They could see only my upper torso, but what a sight of sexual submissiveness I was: in contrast to their comfortable state of freedom and full clothing, I was more than naked than naked: my shoulders strained, pulled back because of the supe...
It was a bright, beautiful, sunny, Sunday morning, when Selena Gomez woke up horny. She had just dreamt of fucking Demi Lovato, and was horny, her pussy was drenched in pussy juices. She had small tits and a tiny ass. She got out of her bed and hoped into the shower and turned the water on and started fingering herself. -- image removed -- She pictured herse...