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Observations of Buttermilk Falls

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Cy Thibodeau felt quite nervous as he got ready to go over to see Fanchon, and of course Alfred. Was he making the right decision? It was true, Cy had dreamed of being a submissive for as long as he could remember... Or really, it had been forced on him, and one of his serious faults had always been obsessive masturbation. At age 20, Cy and Cleary had...

Dolly's Python

by justincbenedict on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

October 2005 "Hey, it's Mrs. Tarleton! How're you doing?" I heard my secretary, Marcia talking and giggling with my wife. " How're you, Marcia...you're the cutest secretary at Cooper, Tarleton and Strowbridge, girl!" I looked up, and there she was, my beautiful girl, Dolly Tarleton, her long, honey blond curls bouncing. I dropped my work to watch as my lo...

Tough Love Ch. 02

by justincbenedict on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Lon laughed, as he pulled his pickup truck up near Kearney and Geneva's street. Lon was remembering one of his most recent visits... Kearney was bound hand and foot on his back on the living room rug, and Geneva, clad in a body stocking, was rubbing her full, bare buttocks over Kearney's bulging, red penis. As Gen squatted over Kearney's crotch area, Lon h...

Testing Boundaries

by Javahead on Jun 4, 2019
BDSM

We seem to have our best conversations in bed. Not always about sex, either; we've talked about everything from world history to childhood dreams. There is something reassuring about laying in the dark, warm and comfortable, with someone you care about beside you. You can feel their presence, but you can't see them. Somehow, the anonymous familiarity all...

Double Helix Ch. 14

by FelHarper on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Nissi We had actually done it. The walls and roof had been up for over a month, but I suppose it hadn't been real to me until this moment, as I stood in the open space of the northeast chamber of the greenhouse with the loamy scent of freshly-tilled soil in the air and a commercial-size bag of seeds at my feet. We were planting our first crop. This entire...

Toni's

by laplappapillon on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

There is a bandstand on Bridgeton Cross in Glasgow - domed, Victorian cast -iron with coloured enamel panels resembling an umbrella. The Salvation army choir would sing there on Sundays and occasional pipe bands during national events. This was a main tramcar hub till about the mid sixties - the junction of 3 main roads becoming a main artery into the city.K...

Moving On 06: A Village Spanking

by DonBrown on Sep 11, 2018
BDSM

MaMa sent a little note to Abi and Lee via the new kitchen help/maid Kitty. "I would be delighted if you two would kindly join me for a chat over breakfast tomorrow morning, say, 8.30am in my rooms. Love MaMa" It had been two days since they had visited Mrs Stoney and 3 days for her. "Why do we always arrived early Abi?" "No extras for early, unless of...

Mistress Kaderin

by justincbenedict on Jun 6, 2018
BDSM

Cameron breathed through his nose, his wrists carefully bound behind his back. Cameron was kneeling on a hard chair beside Kaderin's Princess bed. He'd bought the bed for her at Christmas, and let her have her own little room here, because she wasn't really comfortable sharing a bed yet, Cameron tossed around too much. Such a horny boy, she told him quite...

Letter from Dayton

by justincbenedict on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

From Aldous the Call Boy Dear Shoeblossom, Knobby dances naked, huge Victor rat traps snapped on his nipples, as Lia and I take turns swinging at his swinging balls and trembling buttocks. I am using a car ariel I broke off of the neighbor's old Corvette, and it makes long red streaks on Knobby's buttocks, and Lia, giggling, is slashing him on his other si...

Letter from Missoula

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

July 28 Dear Shoeblossom: So today I was coming back from my business trip in Billings and on the highway home, I drove past a group of motorcycle guys, obvious patched bikers. I waved at one of them, and he waved back, and I pulled over, and he and the other bikers pulled up, probably quite pleased to note an attractive, curvy blonde waving them over. I...