Show your Lines

“Second installment, dedicated to ria0262. Sorry it took so long. I’m lazy”.

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Lana stared up at the ceiling through the darkness, wondering what was becoming of her. She was losing more of herself with each encounter she had with Khalid, but she didn’t know how to stop it. His arm tightened around her, as if knowing, even when he was sleeping, when she was having rebellious thoughts.

It seemed like he could read her mind. He knew when she was resisting him, and he knew when she was giving in, without words. He’d invaded her mind along with her body. (more…)

“Before we begin our next game, I think you should sign the slut like everyone else she’s fucked.” BB handed the sharpie marker to Laci who finally decided on the spot where my pubic hair had been.

“Bitch,” I said through clenched teeth, still smarting from the paddling she’d given my pussy only minutes before. From where I lay I could see Laci’s eyes greedily devouring me. It was a look I’d seen before in BB’s eyes, she had enjoyed hurting me and was looking forward to brutalizing me some more. (more…)

was hanging with my friend Karen one Saturday night, and we were drinking beers and watching a movie. Usually I am with a bigger group of people or with my boyfriend on Saturday night, but somehow just the two of us had ended up alone together at her apartment. It was about midnight when she came up with an unusual bet, and I took the bait.

Karen was drinking Heineken out of a big glass pint mug. I was drinking small glasses of one of my favorite cocktails, Amaretto sours.

“Hey, Miranda, do you ever drink that Amaretto stuff straight, or do you always mix it?” Karen asked me. (more…)

Kate felt the plane start to move and whimpered as tears began to roll down her face. She was able to move some more and managed to roll into a fetal position, as if that would somehow protect her.

Dimly, she felt Ahmed remove her shoes and begin to unbutton the long cotton dress he had made her wear. Part of her mind registered his gentleness. Part of her wanted to fight, but why? He had already proven he had the upper hand, he could over power her.

The plane bumped along as it taxied. There was no help for her here. None. Her mind moved ahead frantically. They would have to refuel, but it was doubtful she would be let out of the plane or anywhere near the people at that airport. If he were smart, she thought, he would knock her out just to be safe. Somehow she had to avoid that. (more…)

*Journey Into Submission: The Training*

“Hellllo-oh.” Fingers snapped under Ruby’s nose and she blinked, focusing on her friend Diane’s exasperated face.

“Anybody home?”

Ruby smiled apologetically and nodded. “I’m sorry Diane. What were you saying?”

Diane wrinkled her nose and then grinned, “He’s really something, huh?”

Ruby could feel the hot sweep of a blush climb her neck and spread over her cheeks. Lord! She was too old to be blushing like a teenager.

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” (more…)

We’re out of town for a few days of peace and quiet. I’ve suggested Nashville where Lori and her friends can entertain us and we’re having the time of our lives laughing, and dancing and dinner was great. We’re on Painters Row where all the greats nursed their success, frolicking among their ghosts, their hopes, their dreams and their true loves.

Sitting on the bar stool at our table catching our breath you tell me you’re going to the mens room, and you stand next to me, put your hand behind my neck and kiss me hard on the mouth as a tease. Your hand tugs at a slender chain attached to nipple clamps you attached to my breasts while we were in our room in the hotel a few hours before. My thoughts race back a few hours; at the time you kissed and sucked them and twisted them until they were like erasers. The clamps hurt a little bit but keep me in a state of constant anticipation. Having attached them you tugged and tested and my clit grew hard and twinged at each tease. You made me mount your cock while you played and asked me “Who’s cock do you love to fuck?” (more…)

“At age 32 Judi was a stunning, sexy, 5ft. 4in. blond with 36 C grapefruit sized breasts. Judi seduced me on the dance floor at a local singles bar easily convincing me that she needed a man around the house to take care of her financially and sexually. Judi secretly chose me because she could train me to be her lovesick pussy eater. With a love for cunnlinigus it was only natural for her to search after a guy who could use his mouth and tongue rather than his cock.

Finding out through some aggressive anal play that Judi subjected me to, Judi learned that I had an affinity for anal sex making her very suspicious of my past sexual exploits. After questioning me for the truth I finally confessed to Judi that I had oral and anal sex with studs in college. Immediately Judi came over to me with a nasty look on her face twisted my nuts until I was on my tip toes demanding all the juicy details. Cursing me for not being honest with her about my sexuality she was happy to know that her intuition was right about me being bisexual after fingering my butthole finding me squirming when she stimulated my prostate and especially when she ate my asshole and I did not object.” (more…)

“This is dedicated to the one that inspired Me to write it. The one that is soon to be my slave and share so much with Me. She’s the very reason I felt these things and needed an outlet in which to express them. ”

Tanner took off from work early that afternoon. He was going home to get things ready for tonight. He was bringing Corey home so T/they could celebrate her complete commitment to him as his slave. He walks into the bedroom checking the music in his player, and then over to put the sheets on the bed he wants there. Tonight He’s going with the silk sheets to add even more to what he has planned for the evening. Moving about the room he places various items beside the bed so they will be within easy reach when he is ready for them. Going into the bathroom he takes a shower and begins to get ready so he can pick Corey up to take her out before coming back to his place for dessert. (more…)

Supermarket shopping, like most males I hate this necessary chore. I seem to be cursed by women not concentrating on what they are doing, wandering aimlessly along the center of aisles with their kids screaming loudly and running amok. This day I was pushing a trolley through my local supermarket when I turned a corner and bumped into a trolley coming in the opposite direction. I glanced at the attractive thirty-ish lady and muttered an apology while thinking ‘why don’t these women watch where they are going?’ (more…)

Being in her Master’s presence always excited her, but there was something different about Him tonight; an air of excitement and anticipation that she couldn’t explain. He greeted her arrival with almost violent eagerness, grasping her hair and tilting her head to one side so He could lick her ear and bite her neck. Instantly she felt her pussy flood with moisture and started to shift on her feet. Kicking the insides of her ankles to spread her legs, He reached beneath her short black skirt to feel the wet, warmth of her naked cunt. She never, ever wore panties in His presence. Tonight she was attired in a tight white button-down blouse, so tight the buttons pulled, exposing the sheer black lace bra underneath; a bra seen clearly through the thin white material. A short black leather skirt, black fishnet stockings held up by a black garter belt and black stiletto heels completed her wardrobe. The bra hooked in front and before she knew it, He’d reached inside her blouse and undid the clasp. His hands groped and mauled her tits, pinching and twisting her nipples as He continued to ravage her neck. She was trembling with excitement and desire, and just when she thought she was going to explode with an orgasm, He stopped. He backed up from her, gazing at her, taking in the glazed look in her eyes, the flushed cheeks, the disheveled appearance, and told her she looked perfect. (more…)