"How did I let it come to this?" This is the question that fills my thoughts as I find myself in my current predicament. It is the question I reflect on to try to take my thoughts away from the pain emanating from my bare nipples, which are being harshly pinched by the clamps of a skirt hanger. I'm sure I would be a sight to behold, naked, my clamped nipple...
Last night MISS used two hands to open me up before she used her Chi Chi Larue's Black Balled dildo to fuck me in her new harness. She started by lying me on my back legs pulled up with me holding my thighs back to expose my arse and genitals to her as she crawled onto the bed, First she kissed me passionately, whispered sweet nothings, described how she wa...
My mother had suggested I might consider cutting Ms Betty's lawn as none of the other boys in the neighborhood would. All the other mothers hated Ms Betty and wouldn't allow their sons to associate with her. She was one of my mom's friends and I thought nothing of it, so I agreed to do it every week. It seemed Saturday mornings would be best, so I put her in...
Fantasy Fest is in Key West the last week of October every year since the mid 70's. It is a week long celebration of fun, nudity, imagination, costumes, music, food and themed parties, culminating on Saturday evening with the Captain Morgan Parade. The party grows all week until the final Friday and Saturday when it doubles with people flowing in from Miami...
London 1883 * * * Dawn was breaking over London, but there was a smog, and a fog so no one could see anything. It was pitch dark in the street and so it was in Dora's new home except for a tiny night lamp hanging from the ceiling. She hadn't slept well due to the itch in her breasts and her bed had been no help at all as no matter what she did she just co...
Part V PHASE VI The message said “Is the story true?” “Yes” was her answer. The reply came back “You know that there will be consequences for playing without telling me first?” “Yes”, again was her response. She had met with someone, an Insurance Auditor, the week before, but had not mentioned it to him first. As always, she wrote the story, and she sen...
Hanging by the wrists, the metal cuffs cutting into her skin, she is awakened by the cold. She stirs. The chains rattle as she unknowingly pulls against them, beginning to realise that she is restrained. Head dropped, hair falling over her face, she gathers her strength. As she lifts her head, the dark dreadlocks shift slightly and her eyes open and begin to...
It had been weeks since I saw the gurls, their memory burned deep in my brain. Hanging around the house with not much to do didn't help either. I had been trying to call Jill for a few days, but she would not answer. About now I was thinking it was a dream and never happened. It was getting late and I was contemplating going out and trying to score, headed...
Kapri Totten, Head Server at "Bimpole's House of Beef" bent the bamboo cane and looked carefully at her employer. "Bim, you need to lean further down and grab your ankles." Kapri clucked her tongue briskly. "It's 'cos you don't do sit-ups. That's why you can't grab them." Kapri snickered, tossing her blonde ponytail. "That's also why you can't suck your ow...
I want to thank everyone for the comments and responses.I got a lot of great replies asking for more stories. This is a true one but is a little short and maybe not as exciting as my previous. I was at a party a while ago and got pretty wasted. I had made a friend with a cute guy that enjoyed groping me while we danced. He was tall with blond hair, gray e...