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Discipline from Jen, Chapter #2

Chapter #2
I halfway expected Jennifer to join me at some point in the shower, but to my temporary disappointment, she had apparently decided this event would take place solely in bed. As I opened the shower door to reach for a towel, I realized that at some time while I was washing, probably while lustfully rubbing my cock and trying not to blow the whole evening right then and there, Jennifer had slipped into the walk-in closet at the end of the bathroom. I could see her silhouette behind the door, dressing for bed I thought, undressing I hoped.
Evidently she heard the water shut off and the creaking shower door open because the closet door quickly slid further closed, cutting off my view. I pulled a towel from the rack next to the sink and began drying off. As I lifted one leg up to the counter so I could dry my crotch I heard what sounded like a metal chain of some sort coming from the closet. Or maybe it was a belt buckle? Before I could decide what was possibly making the noise, Jennifer cracked the door back open a bit.
“Do that in the bedroom,” she barked. “Then stand at the end of the bed. DON’T get dressed.”
A flash of fear rushed through me at her tone before I settled on the fact that this was what I had wanted.
“Okay.” I replied, trying to mask my excitement.
“What?!?” The metallic noise ceased and Jennifer’s obvious displeasure with my reaction to her command signaled it was time to get it in gear.
“I mean, y-yes ma’am.”
“Uh huh.” She muttered back still clearly annoyed.
My stammer was only partially intentional as I grew increasingly aroused at the notion of my wife demanding my obedience. It’s not that she was a meek woman, far from it. Jen’s independence and strength had been something that drew me to her long before we ever started dating just after high school. In fact, I knew several other guys my age at the time who wouldn’t even consider asking her out because of her reputation as “intimidating”. But, up till now, that domineering nature had never manifested itself in the bedroom. I quietly hoped that was about to change as I closed the bathroom door behind me and headed for the foot of our bed.
I did as I was told and finished drying off in the bedroom. I wrapped the towel around my waist and waited. As I stood there I heard Jennifer moving from the closet into the bathroom. I couldn’t decide if she was now standing at the sink, readying herself in the mirror, or at the toilet “readying herself” there instead. As I said earlier, anal pleasure had become a favorite of hers recently and I hoped that at some point the evening may lead down that road, for both of us. I imagined her standing over the bowl, legs spread and flexing, ridding herself of any nasty remnants of the day which may obstruct or otherwise intrude on our intimacy. I didn’t really know if this was actually her routine before we engaged in anal, we didn’t do it every time, but she was always nice and fresh when I would venture “down there” and so far the same had been true for her rear entrance as well.
I used to keep an empty enema bottle ready in the shower for my own cleansing, either before toying my ass, or just to freshen up after a particularly bad movement. These days we have a custom shower head that works nicely. I hate feces, and having to go, well, number two, for lack of a better term. My disdain for bowel necessities made the fact that I loved anal play that much more intriguing to me. My mother once told me that my “hating to go” was why I was always constipated as a child. Later, a therapist I was forced to visit after my parents discovered my stash of pornography told me that my hatred of going was probably why I had such an anal fixation as puberty hit. Whatever the reason, I hate to take a dump, but love a long firm “cock” (or purple toy) in my ass. Go figure.
The sharp sound of several items scattering on the bathroom counter brought me back from my momentary daydream. There were several more rustling noises, from a drawer it seemed, then nothing. I stood there, motionless; hoping to catch an audible clue of what might be going on in there, but nothing came. Silence, for what seemed like minutes was finally broken by the click of the light switch, and the narrow strip of light surrounding the bathroom door vanished. My willing ass actually clenched beneath the towel, now hanging vicariously from my hips and my heart beat quickened. I fixed my eyes on the door knob as it began to turn, as if on its own. My breath was trapped in my chest as I stared at the widening seam between the door and its trim, first quickly as if it would fly open, then it stopped. I tried to pierce the darkness behind the narrow opening but my eyes were not prepared for the strain. Like an idiot I had left the lights on in the bedroom instead of abandoning the bright over head floods for the intimate glow of Jennifer’s bedside lamp, and she was going to be upset about it.
“Turn around. Don’t look at me yet.” She ordered.
I wheeled around, causing the towel to loosen even further. I tried to keep it from falling completely but my movement only made matters worse and it released itself, falling to the floor. I started to bend over, all too happy to expose my bare ass to my wife. After all, that’s what I ultimately wanted for this night, my bare ass, beaten and violated by the woman I loved.
From behind Jennifer cracked what to that point seemed like the first true demand of my total submission to her for the evening.
“Leave it! You won’t need it again for a while.”
Upon hearing my instructions I snapped back to attention and offered a pathetic apology.
“Sorry, ma’am.”
The cheesiness of my response made me cringe inside, as if I were some Mounty who had just disappointed his damsel in a Canadian soap opera. Apparently the moment was not lost on Jennifer either, as she fell deeper into her role.
“Shut up and close your eyes! Don’t say anything else unless I tell you to, got it?”
In a moment of crystal clarity, I only nodded.
“Finally.” She exclaimed as if tortured by some persistent annoyance that had at last subsided. “You do get it.”
My wife’s unbridled enthusiasm for what was transpiring now encouraged me. That is, until I came to the swift realization that I may in fact, be in for more than I bargained for, a thought which pulsated in my now half stiff erection. As it grew again I closed my eyes tight, so tight in fact that I almost didn’t notice when Jen turned out the lights. Was this it? Would I finally be taken from behind by my wife? I stood there in the dark, knowing even with my eyes clenched that the room was now black.
I could feel Jennifer moving about me, preparing things for the coming event. I heard the soft click of her lamp and it reminded me again of how I already should have taken care of that. The crisp snap of a lighter made me twitch as Jen lit candles; the scent filled the room and made me smile. She was getting into the moment, a fact that only meant better things to come for me! Drawers opened and closed, a zipper separated and items rustled in a bag. I knew exactly where she was, and what she was doing. She was in the “toy box”. I hoped she could see the grin on my face as she readied whatever items she needed to do her business.
Finally, there was eerie silence as she stopped moving about. In that moment I realized I had drifted just enough to lose track of her in the room. Again, my ass cheeks clenched, even though I was fairly certain she was still beside our bed, and in front of me, the idea of a sneaky slap on the ass, or even more titillating, my cock and balls, sent me into a near full body shiver. As a million erotic images of what my wife may be planning, wearing or not wearing danced in my head, I heard the now low, hard rasp of Jen’s suddenly seductive voice
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“You may open your eyes.”

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The Favorite by TxEric

Like many nights before this one, she found herself on her knees with her master’s cock working it’s way down her throat. The soft carpet of Master’s limo beneath her was a sharp contrast to the hard dick being forced in and out of her well trained mouth. With each stroke she could feel the sharp pain on her back as Master whipped her with his favorite belt. First five strokes then ten, fifteen, twenty and on to fifty. She knew not to cry out. After all she was one of Master’s slaves and slaves must be whipped. As the belt traveled down her back to her ass and upper thighs, Master’s cock got harder and finally released his usual large discharge of hot cum down her throat. She must be careful now not to spill a drop of her Master’s seed but swallow all even if choking on the great quantity.
Now without being told, she raised herself straight up on her knees to expose her large firm breasts and tight belly. Here she would rceive another fifty strokes of the belt from nipples to clit and upper thigh. Now the red strips grew across her beautiful body as a sign of her submission. The warm glow of her smooth flesh mixed with the fresh taste in her mouth and caused her pussy to become moist. She wanted to move her fingers down to her soft mound and play with herself. This was of course out of the question without her Master’s permission. She dared not ask at that moment because she feared his anger at her selfishness. Her pussy was no longer hers to do with as she pleased nor was any other part of her body. She was owned, a piece of property nothing more.
As they neared their destination she caught a glimpse of herself in the vanity mirror of the limo. Her blonde curls cascaded down to just past her shoulders. Piercing blue eyes starred back from the reflection. The darkening red marks left by the belt covered most of her beautiful body. She was a lovely as any model in any of the magazines on news stands today. Her nipples were pierced with solid gold captive ball rings as was her shaved clit. Her mind began to wonder as her Master seemed to turn his attention to the road ahead. She had done a good job and left him satisfied for now. Her thoughts went back to the day that Master had decided to have her pierced.
“ Wash yourself well and shave closely today” she was ordered. After her bath, she was ushered to the limo and driven to a seedy part of the city. The tattoo sign was missing some of the paint that had originally formed it’s letters. Several biker types were standing in the doorway with tats all over their sleeveless arms. “ You will go in alone and have your nipples pierced. Do you understand?”
“ Yes Master but I have no money. Won’t they want to be paid before they start?” “ I am sure they will ” came his reply. “ You will just have to work something out my little slut. Now move!” Out of the limo she came quickly before the Master got angry. Whistles and yells came from the bikers as they realized the limo was driving off leaving the vision of the perfect whore. Spiked high heels, short, short mini skirt and bikini top comprised her entire outfit.
Taking a deep breath and trying not to act afraid she headed for the shop door. She felt a hand move across her breast as she passed one of the bikers but not wanting any trouble she moved on in quickly without looking back to see who had been so forward as to grope her in front of everyone. “What do you need?” said a slim mid thirties tattoo artist. His smile reviled a big gold tooth and some others were missing. The other employees looked much the same as she approached his booth. “ My Master has sent me here to have my nipples pierced. “ “ Oh yea, he called yesterday” said the artist “ take your top off and let’s see what size ring would look good on you.” “Right here?” she asked. “ This is where I work bitch! You want the rings or don’t you?” With that she reached behind her back and untied the bikini sting exposing her breasts to all in the shop. “ Damn, not a tat on this bitch. I hope her ’Master’ sends her back when he wants to have something like ’ Cock sucker’ or ‘Slut’ put on one of those tits! Now let’s match those nipples with some rings.” He held up several samples making her flinch as the cold metal touched her nipples. “ You need these larger ones here but they are not cheap. All together about four hundred bucks. And your Master did not say how I was going to get my money. You got it on you?” She knew what she was going to have to do and wasted now time with her answer. “ Master says I have to work something out with you.” “Bullshit bitch! These rings are solid gold. What are you going to do for that kind of money?” With that she slipped her shirt down to her ankles and stepped out of it. “ I will suck you cock and drink your cum,” she replied. His will power weakened as he looked at her wonderful body. Then he recovered and yelled “ That won’t get it bitch! Although
” he smiled. “ Tell you what you slut. You do whatever I say until we close tonight and I will give the rings before you leave. We close at two AM. Take it or leave it.”
It was only three PM now. Eleven hours. She could not go home without her nipples pierced. What choice did she have? “ What do you want me to do? I will do anything.”
The tattoo guy planned to make a profit out of this deal yet. He had given small tats to good looking young girls for a fuck in the back room but gold rings were another thing. He got a piece of paper and pin and wrote “Free pussy with tattoo, today only.” He had another artist tape it to the front window. “Hay, I’m already getting one and I want some of that pussy!” said a customer who saw him make the sign from the next booth. “ No problem” was his answer.
First to take her to the back was the artist who made the deal with her. He wasted no time in having her suck him off. No romance here. He held her head while he fucked her mouth. As he shot his load, she choked a bit. He made sure she swallowed it all and back handed her across the face telling her she was only getting started. He would be back later and he liked it rough. She didn’t have to wait long for the customer in the booth next to hers. He opened the door to the tiny room where she was waiting and told her to bend over the table in the corner. “My old lady won’t let me fuck her in the ass but you will. Now spread those ass cheeks!” For the next forty five minutes he pounded her ass. He stopped from time to time to keep from cuming to soon. He had seen some ass-to-mouth action on the internet. He made her take his cock down her throat and then right back into her ass. He slapped her ass as he came, zipped up and left without a word. Next was the biggest black man she had ever seen up close. His cock was even bigger. “Eve had a black cock, ho?” She nodded no. This was a lie. Two black football players had cornered her near the gym in high school and held her down taking turns until they were satisfied. She never told anyone about the event. Even then, she knew she could not refuse anyone who ordered her to submit to them.
The black customer simply pushed her down on the table and stuck his cock deep in her pussy with one stroke. His mouth went to her tits. As he sucked her nipples and bit her neck she felt his finger go around and into her asshole. He got mad when he felt the cum dripping from her ass and made her suck his finger dry.
For the next four hours, she was fucked and abused in every hole. She answered to the name ho, slut, cunt, bitch and whore. Could this place have that many customers? She found out later that the owner was charging anyone off the street twenty five dollars for her services. She would have to handle sixteen customers to cover her nipple rings but there would be twice that many in eleven hours.
She did get a break of sorts. About dark, the artist came back and told her to come out front. She knew better than to ask for cloths. The music was blasting as she followed him out to the front. Fifteen to twenty guys were sitting around a table in the middle of the room. She noticed a young girl off to the side. She and the young girl were ordered up on the table and to dance. The young one leaned over and whispered that her boyfriend had made her dance here before. “He charges the others if they want to fuck me” she added. As they danced, the two figured out that they needed to play with each other. The young one bent over to put her tong up her partners ass. The taste of the cum dripping out did not slow her down. She lapped at it until it was gone. “ My boyfriend makes me lick him clean after he takes a shit” the young one whispered again.
After an hour of dancing, the boy friend yells out “ who wants a piece of my bitch’s ass?” A couple of drunks up front handed him two twenties and grabbed her off the table. Our girl saw the young one being fucked up her ass and pussy by the drunks as others were handing twenties to her boy friend.
She finally was taken from the back room to the booth about two AM. Her body was covered with cum and piss. The employees used her for a toilet. She swallowed as much as she could and was bathed in the rest of the hot piss. “Ok, bitch, you get what you came for.” With that, she was held by one employee by the wrists. He pulled them above her head and put his knee in her back the force her tits out. The artist twisted the large needle into first one and then the other nipple. The rings were quickly inserted as was the captive ball to complete the ordeal. If it were possible to make her perfect breast more beautiful these rings had done so. She heard the door open and saw the limo driver enter the shop just as she thought her long day was finally over. “ You know, she could use a matching ring through her clit. I’m feeling generous so hold the bitch still.” With that the big needle pushed it’s way through her tender clit. She felt faint as the ring was inserted. She set opposite her Master on the ride home. Her cloths were left at the shop. She spread herself to display her new jewelry.
All of this came back to her as she looked in the limo mirror. She was now aware they were slowing down. As they pulled to the curb in the red light district of her town, she helped her Master’s other two slaves into the limo. They were no longer her Master’s favorites. She was for now. They quickly produced two thousand dollars each and placed the money on a silver tray on the console by the Master. They had worked very hard for most of the night to earn the cash. Our girl did not have to be told to give each one of them a good tongue bath as they drove home. She would have all the cum cleaned from their pussies and assholes and tits before they arrived a the mansion.

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Denise 2

Several weeks had passed since my last meeting and this time, there was something completely different in store for me….

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Dreams do come true

He woke up feeling a little drowsy. He had been sleeping fine, and having quite the dream, but he was no longer comfortable and that’s what roused him

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A Day with the family

First let’s start with a little background. My name is Lana; I am 21 years old, 5’7”, 130lbs., and 34DD-24-35. I have naturally brown hair that I often die different colors depending on my mood. I grew up in a very sexually open family. By that I mean my parents raised us as nudists and they were swingers. They were always very open with my sister and me about sex, teaching us from an early age that sex is a natural thing and all creatures do it. They took a hands on approach to our sexual education, calling the crap they taught in schools a complete waste of time.
From an early age we were taught all the parts of the body, including the sexual ones, and what they were used for. We were shown various sexual acts as well. By the age of 10 I knew all about the sex, blowjobs, hand jobs, anal, and just about anything else you can think of. I read about them, saw them performed, and talked with my parents about it all. By the time I was 11 I was eager to try out some of what I had learned. With the help of mom and dad I gave my first blowjob, jerked my first cock, sucked my first pussy and had mine sucked in return by both a man and a woman. As I said; we are a VERY sexually open family. Nothing was ever forced, and it certainly didn’t screw me up in the head. If anything I am a better lover for it. I am adventurous and willing to try new things. How can that be a bad thing?
After I started performing sexual acts my parents thought me old enough to teach me about the “other side” of sex. They showed me all the sexual acts the general population considers nasty and taboo. Having sex with my parents was incest, I knew, but I saw nothing wrong with it. No one forced me into it and I initiated everything when I felt I was ready for it, not them. They showed me pictures and videos of various acts of depravity. Their one and only rule when it came to sex was we had to try something at least twice before determining if we hated it or not. I saw pictures of people in various forms of bondage, getting peed on, fisted, and tortured with hot wax and needles, and having sex with all kinds of animals. I saw gangbangs, creampies, interracial, incest, all manner of object inserted in pussy and ass alike. I saw man on man, woman on woman, and even some shemales and hermaphrodites. Most people would think my parents are nut cases for teaching us all of that at such an early age but I think they are the smartest people on the planet. They taught us everything we need to know and allowed us to experiment as we saw fit; that way we had no reason to sneak around behind their backs or get into something we weren’t fully prepared for.
My sister Erica was born when I was 7. I had several years of “training” under my belt when she was born and aided mom and dad in her sexual training when she turned 10. This particular story takes place when I am 20 and Erica is 13 so we both have a fair knowledge of sex and what we like and don’t like.
Before I go into the details of what took place with my family today let me say that, as I sit here writing this, I am still shaking from an overload of pain and pleasure. What took place today was nothing short of pure torturous pleasure. Despite all that I have done in the past nothing could have prepared me for what I went through at the hands of my own family. And I love them deeply for it.
Part One: A date with Sampson
When I got to my parents house everyone was of course naked. I wasted no time in stripping off my clothing. As I walked into the living room I saw Sampson, my parents black lab, laying there sleeping. I looked at him somewhat nervously as he was the reason I was there. I talked with my family for a while; catching up on things and then it started turning to sex as it always does with us.
During out talks they informed me they had two HUGE secrets for me today. All the while I was sitting there talking I noticed my sister looking rather anxious. She seemed about to burst at the seams in anticipation of telling me the huge news. Finally it came out; my mom and sister Erica are pregnant. They were positively ecstatic about it. I congratulated them but I was kind of jealous my younger sister got knocked up before me.
I tried getting the other huge secret from them but they said that it would have to wait until my date with Sampson was over. I kept looking at the big dog. Although I have had sex with a dog twice in the past I have never been with Sampson. I was assured by mom and my sister that he was a very well trained lover. Unlike them I still wasn’t sure I was doing the right thing. They encouraged me to go for it and enjoy the AMAZINGLY GREAT sex only a dog can provide.
All the while I was thinking of my past encounters with the old family dog. Although it was pleasurable I could never get over the guilty feeling that came with doing something so taboo. I was close to backing out several times but they kept encouraging me to do it. “Do it this one time honey”, my mom said. “And if you don’t love it we will never bring it up again.” She planted a kiss on my lips and lowered me to my knees. I got on all fours in anticipation. Within moments I could feel his fat, rough tongue licking at my pussy and ass. I had my eyes closed and when his tongue hit me I jumped in surprise. It has been a few years since I was last with a dog and I had forgotten how skilled they were at licking a pussy.
As he licked away I kept trying to imagine it was my girlfriend licking me but it was no use. Even as good as she is she has nothing on a dog. I started getting that guilt feeling and told them to make him stop. I wanted to stop. They of course wanted me to go to the end. With their encouragement I allowed the dog to continue licking both holes. Within minutes my pussy was dripping wet from the dog’s saliva and my own juices. His tongue was pushing into me further than any human tongue could reach. Despite my brain telling me this was utterly perverted and wrong my pussy was telling me to get more. Against my will I started pushing back on his snout trying to take his tongue deeper in me. Soon after, my mouth betrayed me as well and I started moaning.
Just as I was getting into the act it stopped. I actually sighed when his tongue left my pussy. As he was being dragged back I was pushing back in the hopes of one more lick. Then the BIG moment came. I felt his weight on my back. I looked back to see Erica guide his big red cock to my pussy. He slammed into me like a jackhammer. I had forgotten how fast and hard dogs can fuck but he quickly reminded me. He was fucking me so forcefully he was pushing me forwards, his paws wrapped around my waist scratched my sides and hips as he rammed in deeper and harder. My brain finally revolted on me as well and all I could think about was taking his cock in me. I wanted him to make me his bitch and, to my embarrassment, I voiced it. I was moaning and begging him to fuck me forever.
When I felt his knot swelling huge in me I knew in the back of my mind I was his. I knew that this was not going to be the last time he took me as his mate. Twenty minutes and 4 orgasms later he finally pulled out of me with a pop. My parents and sister sat there watching it all. They all said how proud they were of me for getting over my fears of doing it with a dog and just knew I would love what else was planned for me today.
Part Two: Gang Bang Initiations
After my “date” with Sampson I was licked clean by Erica and then fucked by dad as I ate mom’s pussy. We then all got cleaned up and piled in the car to grab a late lunch. All the while all I could think about was Sampson fucking me. Unlike in the past, I had no feelings of guilt. I was actually shaking from excitement as I thought of the next time I would take his cock in me. I even thought of it going in my ass and that sent shivers down my spine.
After lunch I figured we would head home and spend the rest of the day having sex of one sort or another. I was hoping to have another go at Sampson at least one more time. I was wrong. We headed out of the city and out into the middle of nowhere. I kept asking where the hell we were going but no one would tell me. “It’s a surprise” Erica said. I could tell she wanted to tell me but she kept her mouth shut.
We arrived about two hours later at some farm in the middle of nowhere. We drove up to the house where there were about 20 other cars parked in the driveway and yard. I could hear music playing in the house. I was actually getting worried when mom put her arm around me and pulled me close. “You did so great with Sampson that we all just knew you were ready” she said to me smiling. Ready for what, I asked? “Today you are going to join our little club” she said. And with that she walked on to the house alongside dad and Erica.
When I entered the house I knew at once I was in for some serious shit. Inside, fully naked, were nearly twenty guys and half a dozen women. Some were talking but most were engaged in sexual acts. When I walked in they cleared a circle in the middle of the room. I was placed on all fours without a word and within moments I had a cock pushing in my mouth and down my throat. WHACK, WHACK, WHACK I jumped forward taking the cock fully down my throat as someone behind me started smacking my ass with what felt like a belt. I moved to protest but the man fucking my face pulled me back to his cock and the spanking continued. The man came down my throat and moved off to other things. Another man took his place. I felt hands on my ass and I braced myself for another round of brutal spanking. It never came. The hands on my ass rubbed my ass gently and moved to my pussy. Soon I felt fingers spreading my lips open and a tongue start licking me. It felt good and took my mind off the pain in my ass.
With a cock in my mouth and tongue and fingers in my pussy I was soon squirting my juices all over the woman’s face as I exploded in orgasm. I lay there a moment still on all fours, head resting in my arms on the floor. I felt fingers on my pussy again and them something cold. OUCH! I yelped as the cold object snapped tightly shut on one pussy lip. FUCK! I screamed as another closed on the other side. I looked back under me to see two metallic objects hanging from my pussy lips. At first I thought they had pierced me but I soon realized they were clamps. The woman hung small weights on them and I could feel and see my pussy lips stretching down. The moved to my tits and did the same thing there. Then I was made to walk on all fours around the room offering myself to whoever wanted me. My tits swaying back and forth from the clamps, my nipples and pussy stretching with every movement I made.
I looked around the room to find my family. I saw Erica laying face up on one guy, his cock in her ass as another was over her with his cock buried in her now pregnant pussy. I could not find mom or dad anywhere and assumed they were in another room. I was wrong on that account as well.
For the better part of 3 hours I was fucked in every hole in every way imaginable. I was double and triple penetrated, took two cocks in pussy at same time, two cocks in ass at same time, fisted in both holes, pissed on and made to drink it, and took load after load in all my holes. After all of this I was finally allowed a short rest. I showered to get the dried cum off of me and out of my hair, grabbed a drink and talked with Erica about what the hell was going on. She told me very little and it was starting to piss me off. All she would say was to be strong. The hardest part is yet to come. I had no idea what she was talking about but she sure as hell wasn’t kidding.
Part Three: Gang Bang 2, Animal style
While talking with my sister about what was going on I heard several dogs barking in the next room. I visibly shivered and my pussy tingled at what I knew was about to happen. In front of a crowd I was going to be fucked by dogs. It sounded like several dogs and I figured the other women would be joining me in this humiliation. I am glad this wasn’t a test as I have been wrong all damn day.
We entered the party room and the furniture had been moved to the back walls. Being held at bay by the guys were six large dogs; two labs, a Dalmatian, a German Sheppard, a St Bernard, and a boxer. GREAT! I thought; six dogs for six girls. This wasn’t going to be so bad. At least we would all suffer the humiliation together. WRONG, WRONG, WRONG.
Some woman I didn’t know led me to the clearing and lowered me to all fours. She kissed me deeply and whispered in my ear, “Enjoy your doggy gang bang dear.” OH SHIT! It suddenly dawned on me that the humiliation was all mine. I hung my head and prepared for it to begin. One after the other the dogs took me. They fucked their new bitch like I was the last one on the planet. While one fucked into my pussy or ass I sucked on another. I was never big on sucking dog cock but I was lost. I had abandoned all shame and modesty and just said the hell with it. I did whatever they wanted of me. I took those big red cocks in my mouth and throat and swallowed all of the cum they shot at me. All around me I heard cheers.
Finally it was over. I collapsed to the floor completely exhausted. It was then I saw my parents had returned to the party. I have never seen them look so happy in all my life. I was stood up, blindfolded and, with the help of my mom, taken outside. We were well off the road so I didn’t really worry about cars seeing me naked. I was taken into another building. I heard a large door sliding closed behind me. I was placed in some sort of bench. I could feel the wood on my naked skin. My legs were raised, pulled apart, and strapped in place. My arms got the same treatment. I was still blindfolded and could see nothing around me. I knew I was in a barn since I could hear the horses neighing. I heard the clopping sound of a horse walking around. I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach that I knew what was coming next but I hoped I was just being paranoid. Although I couldn’t feel the horse touching me I got the sudden feeling one was standing over me.
PLEASE, I begged. Don’t do this to me. He is too big. He will rip me open. I started crying at the thought of a horse fucking me. Dogs were one thing. I have never seen a horse cock but I imagined it had to be fucking huge and would split me open. I tried thrashing about but the straps holding me in place were secured tightly and I was going nowhere. Suddenly a bright light hit my eyes as the blindfold was removed. I was still crying and pleading with them not to do this. My mom appeared at my side. She wiped the tears from my face and kissed my cheek.
“You have taken many cocks tonight.” She said “you have been opened up more and more as the day went on to prepare you for this moment. Your holes are ready to take the ultimate cock.” “I am proud of you honey”, she said kissing me on the lips this time. She took a few steps back and started stroking the horses cock. I looked on in surprise as it grew and grew and grew. Two feet of horse cock hung there. It looked thicker than my arm. As mom stroked and licked the horse cock I looked around the room. I was on some kind of bench. My legs were strapped open wide to give the horse easy access to my holes. I noticed it was also adjustable and there were pieces on it I had no idea what their purpose.
The moment finally came. Mom led the horse further over my body. His cock was in line with my pussy. I heard several clanks and the bench jerked as I was raised a little to better meet the huge cock. Erica started rubbing the huge cock on my pussy. It gave a thrust and everything went black for a moment. Although I had taken a LOT of cocks and been stretched open I was not prepared for the horse ramming into me. When I came to I thought the horse rammed all two feet into me. I could feel him still thrusting deep in me. His cock had pushed past my cervix and he was fucking into my womb. It was then I realized what a few of the pieces were for. They prevented the horse from ramming all two feet of cock in me and possibly killing me with it.
Seeing how I wasn’t dead and in no apparently danger of being so, I tried to relax and enjoy my first horse cock. Again there was cheering all around me as the crowd watched my degradation. I felt a sudden pain in my guts and something shooting deep in me. The horse had just come in my womb. It felt like a fire hose going off in me. It withdrew and it’s cum gushed from my ruined hole.
The horse was taken away and another brought out. The process was repeated again only this time it was aimed at my ass. After the second horse fucked my ass and his cum leaked out of me I was left there to rest for a while. All around me I heard people saying things like “What a good slut” and “good show”. My mind was swimming. My body ached from all the sex but my mind wanted more. I heard myself tell someone, anyone, to put another horse in my cunt. They quickly obliged and I was filled yet again. I felt it shoot off in me and once again my holes gaped empty. I just knew my holes were forever ruined by all of this.
I was left lying there again and I looked about as several guys moved things around and brought in tables and trays and all kinds of equipment. I took this moment to talk to mom again. “This is the last part of your initiation” she told me. “After this you are one of the group.” I had no idea what she was talking about but I was glad to hear this was all going to be over soon.
Part Four: Exquisite Torture
I was finally untied from the bench and allowed to stretch and walk around some. My arms and legs were numb from being in the same position all that time and it took me a moment to get my footing. I sat back down on the bench watching everything going on. My dad came over to me and told me to stand. I did so without question. He placed leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles and led me to the center of the barn. It was then I saw hooks on the floor and rafters above. My legs were spread about two feet apart and secured to the hooks by padlocks. My wrists were secured to the hooks above by what looked like a metal cable used for bike locks. A small table to my right was uncovered revealing a ball gag, crops, floggers, paddles, and several other instruments.
My dad picked up the ball gag and placed it in my mouth, strapping to securely in place. He then picked up a flogger and started lightly hitting my body with it. Although hitting all over, he concentrated on my tits, pussy, and ass; hitting harder and harder with each stroke. I could see my tits turning red with each hit. He laid that one down and picked up a crop. He swatted my tits and pussy with it with some force and I screamed into the gag. Bored with the crop he picked up what looked like a thin bamboo stick and without warning brought it across my tits. I screamed bloody murder into the gag. My tits burned but he wasn’t done yet. WHACK! WHACK! Two more strikes to my tits. I could see the welts rising big and red. WHACK! My pussy erupted in pain and orgasm. As he landed a second hit to my pussy I could feel the juiced squirting from my. Once again my body betrayed me. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK he struck my sides. Large, nasty red welts appeared almost at once. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! I tried moving away from the pain in my ass bit there was no use. Although I couldn’t see it I knew my ass was covered in welts as well.
He walked in front of me once again and removed the gag. I was sobbing hysterically. He picked up what looked like a long, thin leather paddle. “I am going to give you four swats to the tits, two on the pussy, and ten on that sweet ass of yours” he said. I started crying even harder. “After every swat you will count the swat and thank me do you understand?” he said. I nodded my head while begging him to please stop.
He walked around me several times; sliding the paddle along my shaking body the whole time. I tried to anticipate where he was going to strike but it was useless. He brought it down on my ass. I screamed out and sobbed even more. “You forgot to count and thank me slut” I heard him say. “That one doesn’t count.”
After what seemed an eternity he finally stopped. My body was in so much pain I felt like passing out but couldn’t.
One of the women that fisted me earlier took his place in front of me. She was beautiful and if she wasn’t about to torture me I would probably like her a lot. She took some thin black rope from a table and started tying it around me. She tightly bound my breasts with it and brought it down between my pussy lips and up my back. She made sure to pull it hard so it dug in my pussy deep. My tits were stuck out and turning purple from being tied so tight. She uncovered another tray and my heart skipped a beat. She lit a long, thin candle and once it started melting dripped the hot wax all over my throbbing tits and down my body. Several times she moved the flame close to the skin and I screamed out as I felt my skin getting really hot. It was never enough to actually cause a burn but it hurt like hell none the less. She slowly peeled the wax from my body and I felt a little relief. She unbound my tits and pussy next and pain shot though them as the blood returned. She sucked my nipples and slid her fist in my pussy. It slid in with ease and she smiled at that. I screamed out again as I felt a pain in my nipple. She just bit me; AND HARD.
She uncovered a small tray and I shook my head and begged them to just let me go. She placed the gag back in my mouth and kissed my nipples. From the tray she picked up one of about fifty needles. She scraped it across my tits and then tapped it in place in my left tit. Over and over she continued placing the needles in my tits. Two were placed through each nipple; one vertical and the other horizontal. It looked like thin metal crosses in each nipple. Next she knelt down in front of me. She pulled my pussy lips hard and the pain flooded my pussy as a needle was pushed thru. Again and again my pussy was stuck with the needles. In the end I had about a dozen needles in each tit and at least a dozen in my pussy.
Slowly she removed the needles and swabbed all the holes with rubbing alcohol. It burned like hell and I had yet another orgasm. “Only one last thing before you are done and can finally rest” she said. A man rolled a cart over it looked like a small BBQ and it had hot coals in it. He took an implement out of it and I knew what was going to happen. I couldn’t tell what it was going to be but I knew I was about to be branded. He placed the hot metal on my left hip and I blacked out for the third or fourth time today. When I awoke I was lying on a soft bed. My entire body ached. I went to look at the brand but it was covered up. My mom, who was sitting in the room with me, said not to bother it for a few days. She told me it was a small rose and she was jealous I got it. “Only the biggest pain sluts get branded” she said. “You were AMAZING today and we are all proud of you.” I started crying again and hugged her tight.
I knew she was right. I was a fucking pain slut. Although I cried and fought it I loved everything they did to me today and deep down I wanted more. On the way back to my parent’s house I decided to get a dog of my own.

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I’m a Dirty Little Cunt

I’m breathing heavily. Master is giving me that look again. Any submissive knows the look I’m speaking of. It’s that hungry stare, that glint of mischief, and the surge of power that come when your Master is giving you that look. I instantly knew that I would not be going to sleep for awhile.
I shiver when I feel him move, his broad body moving beside me, his beard tickling my neck. I hear him breathe out a low sigh and then feel it brush up against the most sensitive part of my neck. His strong, firm hand runs up my curvaceous body painfully slow. He momentarily stops at my hips before he continues feeling up the side of my body, sliding his hand over the curve of my waist, and up further still. While I’m fully expecting it, I still let out a surprised moan when he roughly grabs my tit. He forces it up and grips it tightly, and then he lets it go. I have my eyes closed, wondering what he will do next, and just as I open up my eyes-SMACK!
He hit my large tit hard and I moaned in response. I squirmed a little and in a small voice I whispered, “Please Master, give me more.”
“You want more?” He said in a demanding tone, “You don’t get to ask slut!” His voice boomed, “You don’t get to say no. You can only sit there and take it, whatever I decide to do to you, you take it, because you are mine.”
“Yes Sir,” I moaned still shivering next to him. He was being mean tonight, normally he lets me beg, and ask for what I want. I’m not going to complain, though. I’m his dirty little cunt, and he has the right to do whatever he wants to me, and I’m not going to lie; I love it when he’s mean to me.
“That’s it, baby” he cooed, “If you’re a good girl for Master I might cum in your dirty cunt. You’d like that, wouldn’t you whore?” He punctuated his phrase with another hard slap to my tit.
“Mhmm, yes sir!” I moaned, leaning back into him, “I’d like it very, very much Master.”
He sat up a little higher and started to assault my tit. He slapped it hard not once, or twice, but upwards of ten times. Then he pinched my nipple, first gently, and then harder and pretty soon he was pinching my nipple as hard as he could and pulling it, making me moan in both pleasure and pain.
I could feel his hard cock pressing up against my ass, and before I could say anything he placed one of his hands around my neck and grabbed tightly, while the other spread my legs open wide and then went to my dripping pussy. As he began to choke me his fingers began rubbing furiously at my clit and I writhed in his arms.
I began to moan loudly and while I tried my best to keep my legs spread as wide as possible for my Master, the feeling in my cunt became so intense It was nearly impossible for me to keep my legs spread. I made the mistake of closing my legs and I was instantly reprimanded with a strong slap to my face.
“Keep your legs spread.” Master ordered as he continued to rapidly rub my clit.
“Yes Sir!” I moaned as he placed his other hand back around my neck.
I whimpered. His fingers rubbing my tiny little nub felt so incredibly good. It had only been a minuet and I already wanted to cum. The way he moved his fingers was heavenly, the amount of pressure wasn’t too much nor was it too light. It was perfect, and it felt perfect. I couldn’t help but moan out the entire time he played with my sensitive button. It took a few moments but once again I got lost in the pleasure and closed my legs again.
The punishment was the same. This time though it was two hard slaps to my face.
“Keep your fucking legs open you dirty little whore!” Master shouted “If you don’t keep your legs fucking spread open for me you do not get to cum, do you understand?”
“Yes Sir, I’m sorry Sir,” I moaned as he rapidly continued his work. I waited as long as I could but it became too much and I felt the need to cum.
“Master! Oh, fuck, Master! Please let your dirty little cunt cum! Please!” I whimpered while wiggling in my Master’s strong arms.
“Oh, does my little whore need to cum?”
“Yes, Sir! Please Master, please let your whore cum all over your hand.”
“Okay baby,” he whispered into my ear, “you can cum as long as you squirt like a good little slut.”
I nodded, “Yes, Sir!”
I moaned out loudly and bucked my hips into my Master’s hand and I felt my orgasm come to the surface and with one final flick of his finger I squirted on his hand and screamed. He shoved his fingers in my cunt as I came and after I was done he pulled them out and made me lick them clean.
“That’s a good girl,” he murmured, kissing my hair.
“Now, slut,” he whispered, “bend over.”
“Yes Sir,” I moaned and the moment he had stood up I did as I was told, putting my ass high up in the air and keeping my face down in the bed sheets.
I didn’t feel him near me for a moment, but I knew better than to look up and search the room for him. Instead, I listened. I heard him shuffling in the drawer we have next to our bed. I waited for a moment and sure enough I felt him standing behind me. I then felt his large, strong hands grip my big ass. He let out a content sigh and rubbed my ass for a few moments, just feeling it in his hands. It felt good to have him rub my ass. He spread it open and put his thumb over my asshole and shoved it in a little, making me moan out. Content with that for now, he gave my ass a nice hard slap. He reached over to the side of the bed where he had put whatever it was that he had gotten out. I then felt him lift my arms and tie them together. I was also told to lift my head up and open my mouth and he tied the ball gag behind my head.
I could feel his gaze on my ass and cunt and it wasn’t long until I felt his ridged shaft pressing up against my dripping cunt. I whimpered around the gag and I wiggled my hips at him, the only way I had to beg. However rather than getting his deliciously thick cock in my tight little cunt, he slapped my ass. Hard. I moaned and shivered. I then heard him chuckle.
I waited a second, and when I didn’t feel anything I relaxed. However, that’s when Master decided to slap my ass with a leather paddle. I moaned out, and he did it again. He didn’t stop spanking me until my ass was bright red, and it was only then when he put the paddle down, roughly grabbed my hips, and forced his thick cock all the way into me.
He let out a sexy, low moan which made my entire body shiver. To me, my Master’s moans are the best praise. There’s no better way to know that I’ve been good than hearing that sexy, sexy moan he has.
I felt him begin to fuck me faster. I moaned loudly around the gag and that made him grab my hair and pull me upwards, causing me to clench tightly around his cock. He let his free hand off of my hip for a moment to slap my ass once again and partially spread it open. I could hear his moans getting louder and louder, and that made me tighten around him more and more. I could barely take it anymore. I was screaming around my gag and I could feel my second orgasm building in me and I knew it wouldn’t be very long until I had to cum.
A thin layer of sweat coated my body and drool was escaping my lips around the gag. I was rocking my hips back into my Master’s and I could feel him start pushing his cock harder and harder into me. I didn’t know how much longer I could hold in my cum. It felt too good to be so wonderfully fucked by my loving yet firm Master. His thick juicy cock just filled up my cunt to perfection and the harder he fucked me the more I wanted to cum.
Suddenly my Master paused. He let go of my hair and gripped my ass again, rocking his hips back and forth, simply watching my big ass cheeks jiggle. After a brief moment of that he clenched my hips and started pounding away.
He was going to cum, and he was going to cum soon. I knew it, and the thought of him cumming deep in my dirty little cunt made me want to cum that much more.
“Oh, that’s right my dirty little slut, clench that tight cunt around my cock. I’m gonna cum in your dirty little cunt, whore. When I cum I want you to fucking squirt on my cock, understand?” He demanded.
I moaned out a muffled yes and nodded and he pumped in and out of my cunt as quickly as he could and then with one last deep shove into my cunt, he came. And like the good little slut I am, I squirted around his meaty cock.
We both moaned and I shivered. He stayed buried in my cunt for a bit and when he did pull out he untied my gag and my hands and the plopped on the bed. I quickly snuggled up next to him and he pulled the covers over us. I was laying on one of his arms and the other draped around my waist protectively and I felt very loved and safe in his arms.
“I love you, baby. You were a perfect little slut tonight.” He whispered as he kissed my hair.
“I love you too, Master.” I smiled, “I want to be the best slut I can for you, Master.”
With one more kiss we both fell asleep and I couldn’t help but wonder how I got this lucky.

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My 30 Days of Night in Cerritos

This is my first story of this kind. I always loved erotic stories and I wanted to put mine in writing for quite a while. I feel horny now I am finally doing it. This story is 100% true and I would like to dedicate it to Jim. Please do not judge me too harshly for my style. I never wrote anything this long or this intimate before. Please bear with me.
About Me
It all happened several of years ago. I was 28 years old back then. I am 5′ 9”, slender and fit, except only for my butt. My ass has always been round and a bit bigger for my built, which is making my rear to look almost girly. I guess this is genes thing and no exercise is going to help here.
It was pretty early when I realized that I am bisexual. I loved putting on my mom’s sexy dresses, panties, bras, pantyhose or stockings, high-heels and make-up. In many instances I did not even need to touch myself after that – it all made me cum.
When I was younger I liked to masturbate over a picture of some hottie imagining how I would fuck her. But my dreams gradually shifted towards dreaming of being that hottie myself, kissing my boyfriend, sucking his dick and getting fucked by him into my ass after that. Or – even better – being fucked by my boyfriend and a couple of his friends at the same time. When thinking about it I was always picturing myself as a bottom, being treated by my man passionately and gently like a little precious girl.
This story is not about my first experience. It was not as exciting as for many other people, and step-by-step gradual over some period of time. Jim was by no means my first man, but he was as close to the first lover as it gets, and I miss him a lot now!
Movie Night
One day I got so horny watching porn on the Internet that I opened up an Adult Friend Finder account, and started to go through profiles of the gay men in my area. Sure enough I was looking for guys older and bigger than me, who tend to enjoy more active/top role in bed. I winked at several guys, got a wink back but it did not go any further than that.
And then I got lucky… One of the guys fitting my requirements replied. He was about 47 years old, athletic body, active in bed, and look good on picture although the picture had his body only, without the face. He was actually online and we started chatting with him. Little by little we switched from casual to sexual chat and he started to fantasize about things he would do to me at our first date and after our second one. This got me horny as hell – I wanted to meet him and actually do all those things.
I got lucky again: he was available that day and we agreed to meet same afternoon in Los Cerritos mall. We did not plan anything serious for the first date – just to get acquainted and watch a movie together. We picked the “30 Days of Night” that both of us wanted to watch.
This sounded a lot personal and romantic that any of my previous gay encounters, which were more about clubs and sex. It was the first time I was going on an actual date with a man.
When I jumped into the car, my hands were visibly shaking, and I had that trembling feeling inside as if I had a fever. On my way there I made a quick stop at a sports store and bought a nice t-shirt for the date: a smaller size short enough not to cover my ass, and tight enough to emphasize my upper body. I also took off my underwear and went commando. This way my butt looks rounder and sexier in my tight jeans.
I was late and had to drive in haste, impatiently changing lanes, speeding up and worrying I was going to be late for the movie. I parked and stormed into the hall where the movie theater entrance was. He just walked in: nice looking, fashionably dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, fit, well-built, well-groomed and smiling. The age was difficult to determine but it was anything from 45 to 50, just as I wanted it. His name was Jim.
After greetings we rushed into the theater as we were a bit late and the movie was about to start. We took seats at one of the last rows with no one behind ones. I had some fantasies about touching him during the movie, or even probably getting the first kiss. Bummer! The lights in the theater did not go completely off as I expected and as they are doing at movies going after 6pm. There were some people sitting there – mostly young couples.
Nevertheless I put my hand on Jim’s knee and slowly made my way higher to the bulge between his legs. It felt both romantic and risky at the same time. Jim leaned over and kissed me in the neck, and then briefly on the lips. I unzipped his jeans and slid my hand inside, wondering what he was wearing under his jeans and also itching to finally touch his dick I was picturing and dreaming about for the previous two hours. Jim was wearing boxers and his half-erected endowment was not too long yet – probably just 5 inches yet – but felt pretty thick. Thick and … crazy yummy!
Within just 10-15 minutes we both realized that we pay a lot more attention to each other than to the movie, and would better watch the movie some other time. We left the theater. It turned out Jim lived in an apartment just across the street from the mall and we walked there.
At Jim’s Place
Once Jim closed the door behind him, I threw myself into his arms and we were embracing, touching each other and French kissing like crazy for good 10 minutes.
Jim unbuttoned my jeans and took them off along with my flip-flops. So I was standing in front of him wearing only my skinny short t-shirt, with my ass and dick exposed to him. Then Jim opened his zipper and got his erected dick out. I kneeled in front on him right where we were in the corridor next to the entrance. I was holding my breath as if fearing that this is a dream and it will all disappear all of a sudden. The whole world just shrank to this man in front of me, and this world’s miracle – his 7- or 8-inch fully erected thick penis. I kissed his dick, and then again and again, licked the inner side of the shaft and his testicles too, I loved the taste. It was HIS taste.
Jim slipped his dick between my lips, and started to fuck me first in my mouth, and then deeper into throat leading and controlling me with both hands on the back of my head. I read some articles on what to do in order not to gag when been deep throated, and it did help a little. Some practice was definitely needed though and I gagged several times anyways.
Then Jim got his penis out of my mouth. I rushed forward and swallowed it back not really ready to let it go just yet. Jim got it out again. He turned me and put me on my tummy on the floor right there, face down. I arched my back and lifted my bare ass a bit so that it would be higher and more accessible for him. Jim laid down on me and put his stiff and hot dick right into the crack of my ass. Then he started to move up down brushing his dick along my ass crack. A couple of time I felt his dickhead slipping partially into the entrance of my asshole, and getting out back again. It was wonderful and scary too as I was losing control and was almost ready to let him in inside without condom. I usually do not do bare backing as it is just scary: one mistake and you can get some ugly STD or even HIV for life! But it felt so wonderful…
Jim was fully in control now. He was leading and directing me. I was stripped of my own will. I felt like I am dissolving in Jim. I felt like his puppet, his little sex toy, his bitch, his little girl. I felt like he completely owned me!
I was moaning, quietly at first and then louder as I could not hold it any longer. The only thing that was missing now is having his dick inside my ass.
I do not remember how long we spent on the floor like this. I was above space and time reality. After a while Jim raised me and led me into his bedroom. He had a big king-size firm bed with pillows and beautiful blanket on top. He took my t-shirt off and now I was completely naked now. I sat down on the bed in front of him and sucked his dick some more.
Jim asked me whether my ass was clean and ready. It was, but I wanted to be absolutely sure, so I took and edema and when to bathroom to clean up some more. I cleaned my ass several times to make sure it is absolutely clean inside. Then I squeezed some lube into my ass and fingered its inner walls a little bit. I could not believe that in just a moment I will get out and will have a real man’s dick inside my ass.
I went to Jim and French kissed him on the lips again. I was leaning and embracing his body. My dick was directed upward between our bellies, his dick was moving back and forth between my legs. I went on my knees, kissed and sucked Jim’s dick and then put a condom on it. We were standing by the bed, but I did not want to jump on it yet – I was savoring every moment. I lubed his dick, and turned back to Jim standing in front of him. Just as we did on the floor few minutes ago, I directed his dick to the crack of my ass, then arched my back a little and help with my hand and… Jim’s hot dick slipped right into my butt, inside, all of it.
Jim started to fuck me in the ass in this standing spooning-position kissing me on the lips. This was divine, This was like a dream. I was almost fainting there, moaning loudly like a little girl all the time, pleading Jim not to stop and fuck me more and deeper.
I do not have a clear recollection of the following hour. Clearly Jim could control ejaculation very well, and managed to hold it off for a pretty long time. I remember only that he fucked me in quite a few of positions. We started with classic missionary position with my legs up in the air. I also wrapped my legs around Jim’s back. and later put them up onto to his shoulders. Then Jim turned me around and fucked me in the ass doggy-style, and then flat on my tummy face down too. Next I set on top of him cow-girl style. And we spooned together on the side too. And he was fucking and fucking and fucking me!
At the end Jim removed condom put me flat on my tummy and started to slide up and down in my ass crack just like at the beginning by the front door. He was going faster and faster and pretty soon I felt his cum shooting all over my ass and my back.
I turned onto my back and started to masturbate as Jim was kissing me and playing with my nipples. I could not hold my own cum any longer and at the same time did not want it to end either. Finally I ended up with a massive cumshot and went all over my tummy and my chest. Some fell on my face and pillow too.
After that we cuddled some more in the bed together. Jim asked me different questions about my life, work, my preferences, little things like whether I prefer to call penis “cock” or “dick”, whether I like dirty talk in bed, etc.
Jim was still in control, and I was still his little lusty bitch. He inserted this control one more time, when he – just for fun – scared me saying that he is a serial killer and kills all his boys right after he fucks them, and there are a few of body parts in the closets. I got seriously scared for a minute. I felt helpless and powerless next to Jim. He had me in every sense and I was his little girl, his little sex toy and he could anything he wished with me.
I had to go, we kissed goodbye and – as a gentleman – he saw me off to my car on the mall’s parking lot.
I promised to call him again sometime.
Little did I know that I will call him right the next day and we will have another beautiful and romantic date and that one more of my sexual fantasies will come true…
But this is another story.
If you like this one, I will put that one in writing too and will share it with you.

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This is my first story ever so please be nice hehe, I wrote it on my phone as I dont have a computer so I apologise in advance for any spelling/grammar mistakes. Thanks for Reading. X