If you haven't read the first installment, please do. We start here with me trapped in my hotel room by two maids turned mistresses, crossdressed, gagged, cock-caged and without my clothes. They did leave a note taped to the back of the door telling me to pee; drink the sports drink on the bathroom counter by plugging the straw into the hole in the penis g...
Holy shit. Why did I ever agree to come in here? I looked around at the dark room, with floorboards ripped out of the floor. The sheer curtains were destroyed, pulled down, half torn. The couch had holes and even looked like it was decaying. Don't even get me started about the old TV box; the glass was cracked and broken. The drafty house was getting me co...
She no longer feels the shock as punishment, but as part of a growing sensation she is pleasing her Master. She is taking her punishment from him and for him. She is submitting to him...completely. All she wants now is for him to explode down her throat. She would gladly swallow all he has to give her. She opens her throat to his possession of her mouth, giv...
There was no one word to describe Tom as the day wound down Saturday. Vicki had presented him with a list of "honey do's" at 7am and then she went back to sleep, leaving him just as he had tried to sleep the night before, albeit with little success. Working with a chastity cage locked on was challenge enough, but the urethral insert reminded him it was there...
I was finally about to met her. We met three months before on internet. She lived just outside of Toronto, a city where I was travelling often on business and our discussions rapidly turned to sex. She seemed very open and kinky and was definitely looking for a regular lover. On my side I had been with the same woman for over 20 years and had a plain vanilla...
Imagine a lazy sunday morning. you are reading the paper in the kitchen, leaning your elbows on the counter, propping your head on your hands. Your parents are away so we are both wearing only robes to keep the winter chill off our bodies. In my hands I am carrying a pair of beautiful red heeled shoes, the kind with ribbons that lace up your leg like a corse...
The Predator was satisfied with his first taste of the woman who he had bent over the kitchen table and held captive; but he was far from finished with her. The snooty bitch had been taught her first lesson for the evening; his warm issue dribbling down her stockinged legs was evidence of that. "I bet she's never been taken in the rear before," he thought to...
For years, men (and women) had lusted after her. At twenty-eight years old, it made no sense to most people that Kelli was still single, that she rarely ever dated, or that she spent virtually all her evenings at home... alone. I was one of the many people baffled by this fact. As her neighbor, Kelli had somehow come to trust me – at least enough to care f...
SPOILER ALERT!! This story is a continuation of my 5 part series 'Friday the 13th'. To gain maximum understanding and enjoyment of this story I would advise you to read that series first. My thanks go to ShyGirlWhore for her editing assistance. ***** So Here I am! Waiting... To say that I had feelings of trepidation and anxiety would not even come clos...
First time writing a story in English so I apologize my mistakes I might do in my writings. :-) ***** I'm man about 30 years old and living in Finland. I'm not a very tall or big guy in any way. I'm kind of a handsome guy with eyes that all women adore, although I do work out a lot and I'm quite tight. One thing I have to tell you about myself to get the s...