This is part of a short story, if you haven't read the previous chapters, I would encourage you to start with chapter 1 and read them all in order. * I awoke the next morning with a splitting headache. It was one of those mornings where you wake up trying to remember what you had done the night before. But then I noticed, I couldn't move my legs or arms......
The gym was full of echoes. At this time of night it was deserted and pitch black except for the area around the vaulting box that was light from above. The box itself was a common or garden vaulting box with a used suede top and a number of sections piled on each other. Each section had handholds so it could be lifted. In this instance the box had been mod...
Friday at lunchtime, I waited in the parking lot of the high school, standing beside the car and watching the kids on the playground of the adjacent elementary school. I could not prevent myself from thinking that Amber had been in elementary school when I had first met her, and she was soon to graduate from high school. "Aaron?" Amber's prompting voice...
My new sissy boy has now been tied, hung, and forced to stand on tiptoes for almost 13 hours now. A few times, his legs gave way, and he collapsed, pulling the chain around his balls up. That chain was the only thing stopping him from falling, so all his weight was on his balls. Trust Me, those screams were beautiful, especially when I began beating his ball...
So I'm back! I tried a number of times to finish the Florist's Assistant series, but I just got away from it for too long. Hope you all enjoy this next piece - it's a sort stream-of-consciousness essay on domination fantasies and other things that turn me on. I'm writing the whole thing in one sitting... because I've had these thoughts chasing through my min...
Written at MissBonnie's suggestion, this involves the 'Seven CUMmandments' game, in which each week She allows the boys partaking between 1 and 7 orgasms depending on the roll of a die. The game lasts from Monday to Sunday night, and the week in question, the die showed three. Please enjoy! --------------------------------------- "What day is it?" She aske...
You are having one of your quiet days, those brooding moments when all I can do is wonder what I did wrong. I feel lost, adrift, almost like I should just go home and let you be. Unfortunately it's too late in the evening for that right now, so instead I head up to bed with you, feeling insecure. You stop to use the washroom first, but I go on into the bedro...
I am at home, like a good slut is supposed to be. I clean the house, knowing you like it nice and tidy. I check there is no dust left and start to do the dishes. I do it naked, for you expect me to be naked at home. And I cater to any of your wishes. I hear the door close and I hurry to welcome you, I get down on my knees, my head lowered and I whisper "Wel...
My name is Mary Marmalade. A six-foot-six-inch-tall, large-breasted, thick-bodied, wide-hipped and big-bottomed chick with blonde hair, alabaster skin and green eyes. And I absolutely love my big and tall, gorgeous and masculine black boyfriend Jeff Strokes. That's why I'm currently on my hands and knees, with my plump butt cheeks spread and his ten-inch bla...
As I went to sleep last night, with my mouth using your cock as a pacifier, I heard you softly say, "I wonder what it's like to be ass fucked like I do you, " and I decide to make your inquiry come true. I wait until you are solidly asleep and very gently and slowly ease your arms up to the leather straps you use on my wrists and fasten yours in. Of course...