Slave stood naked, apart from her restraints, and motionless on the edge of the vast, neatly-mown, English meadow belonging to His Lordship. She was cruelly and painfully restrained, but cruel and painful restraints were what Slave craved. Pain, humiliation, bondage, bizarre sexual acts, and total and absolute submission to her beloved Master were as like...
The next few days were really uneventful, I went shopping and bought some new clothes with my money, some lovely sensual lingerie and nightwear. One thing I did notice was my mind kept turning back to what they had done to me at the clinic. I felt in a constant state of arousal, I was a lot more aware of my feelings in a sexual way. While out shopping I occa...
It was the first time Crystal had been outside the USA. Her lover, Alan, had visited her in Virginia a few times. Now it was her turn to see how he lived. Until she got on the plane at Philadelphia, she had tried not to get too excited. He might be very different in his own surroundings. Englishmen were supposed to be reserved. Alan had been anything but t...
It has been a long while since Kathy has been with Eric. They had made arrangements to meet in a near by parking lot between their homes. Eric instructed her to wear her bra, a T-shirt and either jogging shorts or a skirt with no panties. Kathy chose to wear jogging shorts. Kathy drove to the parking lot that Eric chose. She parked her car and saw Eric's van...
During my last week long visit to the island I met Brenda, now 70 years of age, who sort of attached herself to me, maybe because of my own love for pee fun and my love for mature men and women. She is, as are many females who visit the island, a nymphomaniac, not only for straight sex, but also lesbian sex, anal, watersports of any kind and in fact, anythi...
"Okay folks, we should be on the way soon. It was just a part that needed replacing. These buses get a good workout these days," the bus driver chuckled, "Hope you folks are comfortable. The wait will be a bit longer." The driver sat in his seat, pulled out a battered newspaper, and began reading over his glasses. Suddenly, the driver sniffed several times,...
It was 10:30 p.m. and raining, but it was warm in the cafe, too warm. The thermostat on the heater was broken again, and it was 27 degrees celcius inside. As Patty was working on her own tonight and there were no customers, she had time to sit and think. And as usual she was thinking about the last time that she had been to bed with a man. God had it been...
Silently, she cursed herself for her impulsiveness. She stood quietly, back to the room, looking out at the lights far below her, waiting to see what kind of trouble she had gotten herself into. She heard the door open and then close. The lock snapped. She concentrated, trying to hear what was happening behind her. The sheer curtains on the window gave no re...
The Camera - by Polly+Anna (1072 words) Orange Walk Films #1 (1/22/20) Our stories begin on 11/12/1993 - the day after the youngest of us turned 18. Friday - November 12, 1993 Lance was happily barbequing some big 'ole New York Strip Steaks on the Weber Egg and Dean was mixing up Manhattans at the bar on the patio. I had just tossed a nice green salad wit...
"Fuck me you bastard," screamed Charity Tate. Her legs were tight around his lower back, ankles locked, forcing every last centimetre of her fiancé, lover, oh and by the way cousin, Cain Dingle's large cock as far into her eager pussy as it was possible for it to go. Cain, trying to stall the moment he would spill his sperm into her for the what? The thousa...