Chapter 2 WHIPPING She rose gracefully to her feet. I grabbed the ring on the front of her collar and pulled her near the middle of the room under a hook mounted in the ceiling. A previous tenant had apparently hung a swag lamp from that hook, but it was perfect for our purposes as well. I removed the chain from between her wrists, then clipped the screw...
Diana tried her best to think of something: anything, that would take her mind off what was happening — it did not work. As soon as she started trying to rationalize her predicament, the tawse fell on her backside and she tried to quicken her pace. If it wasn't the incessant whipping she was receiving, it was the constant brutal motion of the phallus within...
She answered the door wearing her usual evening attire, an old worn cotton print bathrobe and slippers. Mrs. "B" was busy hanging drapes, and wasn't sure what time Danny, her son would be home. He had gone with his father to a friend's house for a game of cards and pizza. I had stopped by to see if Danny was ready to go. He and I had talked about shooting so...
The final applicant appeared before the interview board at 2.22. Eight minutes later it appeared all over for the opened-faced 32-year-old Durham Durham; he was 'shown the door'. The other twenty-three applicants sweated on average thirteen minutes and nine seconds during which time they were questioned and challenged by the five serious-faced senior execu...
A fly buzzes past my face and I lift my arm to swat it away. Even in the shade the heat is sweltering. How can it be this hot when only a few days ago we were shivering under a blanket in front of the fire? My face breaks into a grin at the memory, not just shivering...wow, what a night. What a weekend! At least, it was supposed to be just a weekend. A fores...
Larry leans back in his chair by the desk with his legs spread and his stiff cock pointing at the ceiling. I'm stripped down to my black bra, matching panties, thigh-high stockings and stiletto heels. My cock presses hard against the silky panties as I fall to my knees. Larry glares down at me. I wrap my lips around his throbbing dickhead. My head starts t...
I watched him discreetly as he ushered me through his home, inanely showing me the cabinets in his kitchen. My head spinning, I smiled my pasted on smile and nodded at the lovely woodwork, my eyes scraping across the expanse of the kitchen before pinging back around to the lovelier man looking both nervous and confident at the same time. I sucked in an inaud...
The story was rejected the first time I put it through, possibly because I put some stuff in there that was just too gross. So I've taken that out. It's all the better for it to be honest. I also had a lot of stuff going on hence why I haven't written anything. But, I've taken it back up, so here I am, submitting my latest chapter in this storyline. Two more...
9 Aug 8:50 PM Circe I was drained and exhausted, but not as much as Tillman thought. When I felt him undoing the shackles I went limp and he caught me, which is what I wanted. For one I didn't want to be back on my knees again crossing the floor. But my main purpose was twofold. Firstly I wanted him to think I was exhausted because that would make him fe...
I encourage you to vote on each part and I invite your comments. So please take the time and let me know what you like and dislike. Thank You, S.S. ***** Angel woke early this morning. This is not like herself. Most mornings Master would be nudging her in order for them to get their day started, but not this morning. Master lay beside her sound asleep. Her...