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now, and smashed her hands out of the way with my fists before mercilessly beating her bruised tits until they were swollen to almost twice
normal size and had turned blue-black.  Then I hit her low down in the
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		<title>Kimberly Kane on Top, fucks up eager slaveboy</title>
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She ties his ass up and makes him tell her how hot she is, what he would do to her if he could move a muscle.  Lucky boy gets to fuck her if he can do a good job and get her off as she slaps the SHIT out of his pretty face... 'This is a fucking pretty cock and it's all mine, forever, now give me my fucking come.']]></description>
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		<title>German Mistress Claudia</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[          This encounter was the result of my answering an ad placed
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male or female sex slaves or couples.  I was staying alone in
Frankfurt on a business trip, so I thought, &#8220;what the hell? [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>          This encounter was the result of my answering an ad placed<br />
by a Frankfurt couple in a contact magazine.  They were looking for<br />
male or female sex slaves or couples.  I was staying alone in<br />
Frankfurt on a business trip, so I thought, &#8220;what the hell?  I&#8217;ll<br />
give it try.&#8221;  I gave them a call and arranged to meet them one<br />
Saturday afternoon.</p>
<p>          Claudia is not a real young woman, probably between 35 and<br />
40, perfect age for her role.  She seemed to be well educated, and<br />
spoke faultless English (my German is not perfect, by any means).<br />
She is a tall woman, with blonde hair that was pulled up tight and<br />
fastened in kind of a bun on the top of her head.  She was darkly<br />
tanned, and had an athletic look.  She is definitely a dominant<br />
female.  Michael is even younger, maybe in his twenties, good-<br />
looking, but did not take an active part in any of this.  He was more<br />
like her servant.  What followed will probably seem like some wild<br />
fantasy to you, but I can assure you that &#8220;it happened to me&#8221;.<span id="more-272"></span></p>
<p>          First they gave me a glass of wine, put some music on, and<br />
we talked.  Claudia told me that I would have to tell them in advance<br />
exactly where I would draw the line, that is, what things were just<br />
too extreme.  Because, she said, once we were in the Studio, I<br />
wouldn&#8217;t have any further choice.  She was quite nice, but also quite<br />
serious.  In the Studio, I was told, I would not refer to her by<br />
name, only by the title Mistress Domina or Madame Domina.  I let them<br />
know that I was a beginner at this, but I wanted the full experience.<br />
They assured me that while there would be pain, there would be no<br />
injury.  That was enough to satisfy me.</p>
<p>          I was taken into the Studio, which had no windows and was<br />
lit only by numerous candles.  It was a room filled with the tools<br />
(or toys) of the trade.  Harnesses, stools, whips, chains, dozens of<br />
dildos in a wide array of shapes and sizes.  There was even a<br />
collection of English willow schoolmaster&#8217;s canes (those things sting<br />
like fire).  I can imagine this room would be a dream-come-true to<br />
some, a nightmare-come-alive to others.  By this time, I was<br />
beginning to have serious doubts about what I&#8217;d gotten into.</p>
<p>          I was instructed by Claudia to undress completely, she<br />
would be back in several minutes, and I was to remember not to<br />
address her by her name.  She left me alone, and I did exactly as she<br />
asked.  Then I waited.  Before long, my Mistress returned.  She had<br />
completely changed clothes, and now wore a black leather corset,<br />
black gloves, no hose, but with tall spike heels (and I kid you not).<br />
She was beautiful.  She had loosened her long blond hair, and it fell<br />
well below her shoulders.  In her hand she carried a black riding<br />
crop.</p>
<p>          &#8220;Are you ready?&#8221;, I was asked.</p>
<p>          &#8220;Yes&#8221;, I replied.</p>
<p>          &#8220;Yes, WHAT?&#8221;, she demanded.</p>
<p>          &#8220;Yes, Madame Domina!&#8221;, I said.</p>
<p>          &#8220;Good&#8221;, was her reply, &#8220;do you like what I&#8217;m wearing?&#8221;</p>
<p>          &#8220;Yes, Madame Domina&#8221;.</p>
<p>          &#8220;What is this?&#8221;, she asked, firmly striking my penis with<br />
the riding crop.</p>
<p>          &#8220;My dick, Madame Domina&#8221;.</p>
<p>          &#8220;Your what?&#8221;</p>
<p>          &#8220;My dick, Madame Domina&#8221;.</p>
<p>          &#8220;That&#8217;s not a dick&#8221;, she said, &#8220;I call it a shit-thing.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;What is this?&#8221;, she asked again, and gave my penis another firm<br />
blow.</p>
<p>          &#8220;My shit-thing&#8221;.</p>
<p>          &#8220;Good, you learn fast&#8221;, she said, but not smiling.  I<br />
replied, &#8220;Thank you Madame Domina&#8221;.</p>
<p>          &#8220;What do you do with that shit-thing?&#8221;, my Madame asked me.  </p>
<p>          Confused, I could think of nothing to say.  &#8220;Answer!&#8221;, she<br />
said.  All I could think of was, &#8220;I use it to fuck&#8221;.</p>
<p>          &#8220;I don&#8217;t think so&#8221;, she said, &#8220;It&#8217;s not big enough or hard<br />
enough.  Make it hard!&#8221;  So I began to masturbate myself into an<br />
erection.  &#8220;Do not come, do you understand?&#8221;, she said, &#8220;I will tell<br />
you when you can come.&#8221;  When I was just about to shoot accidentally,<br />
she cried, &#8220;Enough!&#8221;  Then she said, &#8220;Get down on your knees&#8221;.  I<br />
obeyed.  Then, still standing, she turned her back toward me, placing<br />
her shoes about two feet apart.  &#8220;Lick my feet&#8221;, she demanded.  I<br />
began to lick her black leather shoes and the nearly 4 inch heels.<br />
She was trying to find out if I had a shoe or foot fetish, I believe<br />
(and, incidentally, I do).  After a few minutes of this she stopped<br />
me.</p>
<p>          &#8220;Steh auf! (Stand up!), follow me&#8221;, she said, and led me to<br />
a device that resembled a cross fastened to the wall.  She shackled<br />
me into a spread-eagled position, and believe me, I was completely<br />
helpless there; I could not have escaped.  Then she went to a table<br />
nearby and begin to pick up small clips and weights, which she began<br />
to apply to my balls, my nipples, and the shaft of my cock.  She kept<br />
saying things to me, but I was in so much pain, I really don&#8217;t<br />
remember what she said.  Did I enjoy this?  I guess I have to say,<br />
yes I did.  It was definitely a new sensation to me.</p>
<p>          She then stepped back to admire her work.  Then she took<br />
her crop and began to jiggle the weights, to make me squirm a little<br />
and took a picture of me.  She waited for a few minutes, peeled the<br />
backing off the photo, and held it up for me to see.  &#8220;If you&#8217;re<br />
good, I&#8217;ll let you keep this.  Would you like that?&#8221;</p>
<p>          &#8220;Yes, Madame Claudia&#8221;, I replied.  Suddenly she struck me<br />
across the thighs with her whip, screaming, &#8220;You will not address me<br />
by name!  Is that clear?&#8221;</p>
<p>          &#8220;Yes, Madame Domina&#8221;, I answered.</p>
<p>          I was then unfastened from the cross, but the clips and<br />
weights were left on.  My Madame said, &#8220;Let&#8217;s show Michael&#8221;.  I<br />
followed her out of the Studio and into the living room of the house,<br />
where Michael was sitting on a couch.  He seemed real pleased to see<br />
me in this predicament.  I was, of course, properly humbled by being<br />
put on display like this.  &#8220;Jump!&#8221;, Claudia said.  I jumped.  Yes, it<br />
felt about like you can imagine.  &#8220;Again!&#8230; Again!&#8230;Again!&#8221;<br />
Finally, I was led back to the Studio, where the little implements of<br />
torture were removed.  This hurt the worst, as the blood rushed back<br />
into the clipped skin.  Ouch!</p>
<p>          Next I was taken to the saw-horse-like device and shown how<br />
to mount it.  There was a hole in the leather padded top that allowed<br />
my dick to be exposed from underneath. I was again tightly bound.  I<br />
didn&#8217;t know what was coming next, until she approached the table on<br />
which the dildos were arranged.  She finally selected a small one and<br />
brought it to me, holding it in front of my face.  &#8220;Guess what I&#8217;m<br />
going to do with this?&#8221;, she asked.  I didn&#8217;t have to guess.  I&#8217;m<br />
just thankful that she had plenty of K-Y on hand.  She lubricated the<br />
dildo and gently inserted it into my anus, testing the resistance<br />
that she was going to meet.  I&#8217;m no stranger to anal sex, so it was<br />
an easy entry, and she said, &#8220;Oh, it&#8217;s not your first time, is it?<br />
Let&#8217;s get a bigger Schwanz (German for cock, a &#8220;gummi Schwanz&#8221; is a<br />
rubber cock, or dildo).  So she selected one that was not only longer<br />
(about 8 inches) but thicker as well.  She gave me quite a fucking<br />
with this one, then got another that was even larger.  We went<br />
through 5 or 6 dildos, and I was stretched to new dimensions.  She<br />
was never rough, though, and I didn&#8217;t feel in any danger, I just<br />
enjoyed it.  Every few minutes she would reach under the stool to see<br />
if I was hard.  I was like a flagpole.</p>
<p>          &#8220;You&#8217;ve had your pleasure, now you must pay for it&#8221;, my<br />
Mistress announced, &#8220;we&#8217;re going to see how much pain you can<br />
endure.&#8221;  She walked to the rack where all the whips, paddles, and<br />
canes were kept.  After making a careful selection, she returned and<br />
instructed me that I would count from one to ten, each count would be<br />
one blow.  I could count only in German, and if I missed a count, we<br />
would have to start over.  Did I understand?  &#8220;Yes, Madame Domina&#8221;.</p>
<p>          The whip fell.  &#8220;Eins!&#8221;, I cried.  Again, this time a<br />
little harder.  &#8220;Zwei!&#8221;  A third time, even harder.  &#8220;Drei!&#8221;  Now I<br />
understood, each lash would be harder than the preceding.  She was<br />
using the waver in my voice to gauge my pain.  After an irregular<br />
delay, the fourth blow. &#8220;Vier!&#8221;  She would vary the rhythm, causing<br />
me to feel suspense.  Sometimes she would lay the whip on my red ass<br />
for several seconds, then suddenly draw it back, and then withhold<br />
the blow.  The anticipation would almost make me cry out.  We<br />
continued through the sequence.  &#8220;Fuenf!&#8230;Sechs!&#8230;Sieben!&#8221;  She was<br />
an excellent flogger.  &#8220;Acht!&#8230;Neun!&#8221;&#8230;and, finally, &#8220;Zehn!&#8221;  By<br />
this time, I was about to choke up, but I remembered her warning that<br />
should I miss a count, we would begin again.  But she wasn&#8217;t finished<br />
with me.  Back to the rack, for another &#8220;Peitsche&#8221;, or whip.  Then<br />
begin again at number eins.  This went on until I&#8217;d felt the sting of<br />
most of her whips, including her cat-o-nine, and the dreaded<br />
schoolmaster&#8217;s canes.  &#8220;Very good!&#8221;, she announced when she was at<br />
last satisfied, &#8220;you&#8217;ve done better than most, I shall give you what<br />
you want.&#8221;</p>
<p>          &#8220;Thank you, Madame Domina&#8221;.</p>
<p>          I was released and taken to another leather covered table<br />
that was built like the thing you sit on in a doctor&#8217;s office, (or<br />
bend over, depending on your complaint).  I was made to lie on this,<br />
on my back and again bound hand and foot.  My Madame then took what I<br />
believe to be alcohol and began to rub it all over my genitals.  It<br />
was very cold, and unpleasant, because it burned like hell where<br />
those clamps had been placed on my cock and balls.  She then asked<br />
me, &#8220;have you ever been told by a doctor that you have any type of<br />
heart problem?&#8221;  &#8220;No, Madame Claudia&#8221;.  &#8220;Then I want you to breathe<br />
something for me, it&#8217;s going to make you feel strange, if it&#8217;s too<br />
unpleasant, let me know.&#8221;  She then held a bottle of Rush to each of<br />
my nostrils in turn.  I&#8217;m sure you know what Rush is.  Then she took<br />
a candle from it&#8217;s holder and held it over my cock.  I began to be a<br />
little bit scared.  She wouldn&#8217;t set that alcohol on fire, or would<br />
she?  I didn&#8217;t ask for that!  She knew what I was thinking, because<br />
she was playing with my fear.  Then she tilted the candle and let the<br />
hot wax drip onto the underside of my cock.  It hurt but not too<br />
terribly, maybe because of the Rush, or maybe the alcohol she rubbed<br />
on me.  She wanted me to enjoy the sensation.  She would drip a<br />
little bit, wait, and then drip a little more.  Like I said, not all<br />
bad.  Finally this little game, too, was finished.</p>
<p>          I was again released and taken to a large leather chair and<br />
told to kneel in front of it.  Madame Claudia stood behind me where I<br />
couldn&#8217;t see her.  I could hear her removing her clothes.  When she<br />
came around me and took a seat in the chair, I could see that she had<br />
removed her corset and gloves, and wore only those incredibly sexy<br />
heels.  Spreading her legs, she placed the fingers of both hands on<br />
her pink cunt lips and spread them so that I could see into her wet<br />
snatch.  She was completely shaven!  &#8220;You will eat me&#8221;, she<br />
commanded.  I didn&#8217;t wait.  She was so fragrant and delicious.  She<br />
gave me instructions while I licked her.  I would be told to lick<br />
slowly, then slightly faster, slower again, harder or deeper.  I did<br />
my best to please my Mistress.  After many minutes of this ecstasy,<br />
she stopped me and turned over in the chair so that her ass was<br />
thrust toward me.  She wanted her asshole rimmed.  I was ready and<br />
willing.  I couldn&#8217;t believe that this beautiful woman wanted my<br />
tongue in her shit-hole.  I licked and kissed that wonderful ass.  It<br />
was intensely pleasurable!  But this was not the Finale.</p>
<p>          &#8220;You lick me well&#8221;, she said after what seemed to be a very<br />
long time, &#8220;I&#8217;ve had enough for now&#8221;.  She turned back over and sat<br />
facing me in the chair.   &#8220;Lick my feet again&#8221;, she instructed me.  I<br />
began to lick those marvelous shoes again.  &#8220;How would you like to<br />
remove my shoes?&#8221;, she inquired.  &#8220;May I, Mistress?&#8221;, I asked<br />
eagerly.  &#8220;Yes, you may&#8221;.  Slowly and carefully, I took each<br />
exquisite ankle in one hand, and slipped each shoe off with the<br />
other.  I don&#8217;t know if you have the slightest inclination toward<br />
women&#8217;s feet, but believe me when I say that my Madame has the most<br />
delicately beautiful peds I&#8217;ve ever seen, and she knew it.  I don&#8217;t<br />
want to dwell on my particular fetish too much, but her nails looked<br />
like they could have been professionally pedicured, and were neatly<br />
painted in a bold shade of red.  The skin of her feet was smooth and<br />
looked well cared for, and they were clean.  &#8220;Lick them&#8221;, she<br />
repeated softly.  I licked every inch of her feet, gently between the<br />
toes, sucking each of those highly sensitive little parts of her<br />
body.  I&#8217;m sure she was enjoying every caress of my tongue.  She had<br />
me lick her ankles, and further up her legs.  But she wanted me to<br />
concentrate on her feet.  </p>
<p>          After I&#8217;d tongue bathed most of her lower body, she said,<br />
&#8220;Give me your cock.&#8221;  I rose up on my knees and thrust my rigid cock<br />
toward her.  She began to rub it with her bare feet.  I was ready to<br />
shoot any minute, and I guess it showed because she said, &#8220;If you<br />
come, you will have to clean it up, do you understand?&#8221;  My answer<br />
was, of course, &#8220;Yes, Mistress&#8221;.  She kept massaging my cock and<br />
balls with her lovely feet until finally, I just couldn&#8217;t hold it.  I<br />
had an explosive eruption, shooting my semen all over her feet.<br />
After all that, the relief was incredible.  She waited until my<br />
orgasm had subsided and then firmly asked me, &#8220;You remember what I<br />
told you, don&#8217;t you?&#8221;  I said, &#8220;Yes, Madame Domina, I must clean up<br />
after myself&#8221;.  When I began to look around for a tissue or<br />
something, she said, &#8220;You&#8217;ll use your tongue&#8221;.  So that&#8217;s how it<br />
ended; with me licking my own thick spunk from Madame Claudia&#8217;s feet<br />
and floor, and loving it.</p>
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		<title>Slave hit me</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[    Bonnie put her hands on her hips, looking down at me.
&#8220;Well,&#8221; she said quietly, &#8220;since you&#8217;re being so agreeable, why
don&#8217;t you get down on your knees and show the girls the only way
I&#8217;ll let you kiss me.&#8221;
     That was too much.  My face burning with embarrassment, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>    Bonnie put her hands on her hips, looking down at me.<br />
&#8220;Well,&#8221; she said quietly, &#8220;since you&#8217;re being so agreeable, why<br />
don&#8217;t you get down on your knees and show the girls the only way<br />
I&#8217;ll let you kiss me.&#8221;<br />
     That was too much.  My face burning with embarrassment, I<br />
whispered, &#8220;Bonnie, no.  Please.&#8221;<br />
     She laughed and, placing one hand on top of my head, forced<br />
me to my knees in front of her.  She stepped forward, straddling<br />
my body with her powerful legs, and then pulled my head up under<br />
her skirt to mash my face firmly into her womanhood.  &#8220;Open your<br />
mouth, Baby Buns, and show the girls how you give your mistress<br />
pleasure.&#8221;<br />
     I had no choice.  My nose was buried between her legs, and I<br />
couldn&#8217;t breathe.  As I opened my mouth, my head was mashed up<br />
even tighter into her hairy bush as she gave a deep sigh and then<br />
released me.  &#8220;That was pretty good, Baby Buns,&#8221; she chuckled.<br />
&#8220;Any of you girls want to try this with him?  If you get his nose<br />
up there just right, it&#8217;s almost as good as the real thing!&#8221;<br />
     At that point something in my mind snapped.  With a sob of<br />
frustration and humiliation I spun away from her, rose to my<br />
feet, whirled completely around and tried to backhand her across<br />
the face.  Although caught completely by surprise, she reacted<br />
instantly, catching my wrist in a bonecrushing grip and bending<br />
me backward across her thighs.  &#8220;Did you see that?&#8221; she gasped.<br />
&#8220;My little toy actually tried to hit me!&#8221;  With that, she slid<br />
one hand down my back to grasp my belt firmly and lift me bodily<br />
off the floor, holding me at arm&#8217;s length like a sack of feathers<br />
while I thrashed about helplessly in the grip of her single hand.<br />
Carrying me to a high chair in the center of the room and<br />
slamming me face down across her lap with a force that took my<br />
breath away, she quickly pulled my pants and underwear down to<br />
expose my bare buttocks.  &#8220;Boys and girls,&#8221; she announced to her<br />
guests, &#8220;you are about to witness how a real woman handles a<br />
naughty little man toy who gets out of line.&#8221;  And with that, she<br />
proceeded to spank my bare bottom with the palm of her hand as<br />
though I were a child.</p>
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		<title>Eager To Be Bondaged</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[ Yet, after each of these
sessions when she had me in bed raping me, she gave me such
intense ecstacy that I found myself more and more willing to
endure the pain and humiliation which preceded her lovemaking.
     There was one aspect of our relationship, however, that I
could not endure.  That was [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p> Yet, after each of these<br />
sessions when she had me in bed raping me, she gave me such<br />
intense ecstacy that I found myself more and more willing to<br />
endure the pain and humiliation which preceded her lovemaking.<br />
     There was one aspect of our relationship, however, that I<br />
could not endure.  That was the way she treated me in public.  In<br />
every way she made it clear to anyone watching us that, in<br />
addition to towering over me, she was the stronger and dominant<br />
partner.  She would always walk ahead of me with long strides,<br />
forcing me to trot to keep up with her.  She would open doors for<br />
me and order for me in restaurants.  On the dancefloor, she would<br />
lead, with her right arm firmly around my waist bending me<br />
backward and molding my body to hers as we danced, my eyes about<br />
level with her throat.  Worst of all, she thought nothing of<br />
fondling me in public, squeezing my buttocks or tickling the<br />
inside of my thighs, or running her hands up and down my body<br />
sensuously to stimulate an erection. </p>
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		<title>Gorgeous Amazon Sex Story</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[     I first met Bonnie two years ago in a health club to which
we both belonged, and I was immediately struck by her strength,
beauty and femininity.  An inch taller than my own 5&#8242;9&#8243; and with
a powerful, muscular, yet shapely body that outweighed my own by
a good ten pounds, I was [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>     I first met Bonnie two years ago in a health club to which<br />
we both belonged, and I was immediately struck by her strength,<br />
beauty and femininity.  An inch taller than my own 5&#8242;9&#8243; and with<br />
a powerful, muscular, yet shapely body that outweighed my own by<br />
a good ten pounds, I was fastinated at the way she could outlift<br />
most of the men at the club and struck up a conversation with<br />
her.  When she invited me to come home with her I accepted<br />
eagerly.<br />
     However, I soon discovered what she had in mind for me.<br />
Quickly changing into sensuous black tights that revealed every<br />
muscle and curve of her fantastic body, she challenged me to a<br />
friendly wrestling match.  Almost drooling at the prospect of<br />
physical contact with this gorgeous Amazon, I readily agreed, and<br />
before I realized it she had me downstairs on a wrestling mat in<br />
her gameroom.</p>
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		<title>Cruel Feminist</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[    I have always been into feminism.  Being a feminist does not
mean that I am quite as radical as the other women in the
movement.  But I do have one radical purpose in life, and that is
to make men my sex slaves.
    It&#8217;s not that I hate men. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>    I have always been into feminism.  Being a feminist does not<br />
mean that I am quite as radical as the other women in the<br />
movement.  But I do have one radical purpose in life, and that is<br />
to make men my sex slaves.<br />
    It&#8217;s not that I hate men.  On the contrary, I don&#8217;t think<br />
that I could live without them.  But on the other hand, I live<br />
for the opportunity to have them serve me as their mistress.  I<br />
haven&#8217;t had any trouble finding males to do my bidding.  I&#8217;ve got<br />
a stable of four male slaves right now.  They are only too happy<br />
to come to me on their knees and do everything that I command of<br />
them.<span id="more-208"></span><br />
    They know that their mistress craves satisfaction, and if<br />
she does not receive it, my puny slaves will fell my wrath.  I<br />
don&#8217;t think that men are good for fucking a pussy.  But they are<br />
good for sucking a pussy!  A man&#8217;s tongue can do things that an<br />
ordinary penis cannot.  It is more flexible, more able to dip<br />
deep for my buried cunt treasure.<br />
    I won&#8217;t keep a man in my salve stable unless he can really<br />
make me come.  He as to give me a tongue fuck unlike anything<br />
that I have ever experienced before.  Of my four slaves, the most<br />
sexually adept at licking my slit is Lenny.  He works his tongue<br />
like a master&#8217;s paintbrush.  He has a special place in my slave<br />
stable.<br />
    When Lenny comes over to my house for a typical session, the<br />
first thing that I do is make him lick my glossy black patent<br />
pumps.  It is sort of a tongue exercise for him, to get his<br />
tongue in working order for when he scours another part of my<br />
anatomy.<br />
    Once my shoes are very shiny, I take a pair of handcuffs and<br />
cuff his hands behind his back.  Then I rip off his clothing and<br />
cuff his ankles together as well.  I strip down to my leather<br />
corsette and nylons and take up a position clear across the room.<br />
    &#8220;Crawl over to your mistress, you puny slave,&#8221;  I command.<br />
Likely if I took up a position six miles down the road, Lenny<br />
wouldn&#8217;t mind crawling to get his reward between by thighs.  It<br />
can be awkward with his hands behind his back like that.  It&#8217;s<br />
difficult for Lenny to keep his balance.  I like to make it as<br />
hard as possible.  Men should suffer frustration before they get<br />
to the pleasure.<br />
    It is a slow precess for Lenny.  It usually takes him about<br />
five minutes to ge to me.  I further give him an ultimatum by<br />
telling him that if he doesn&#8217;t get to me within six minutes then<br />
he will be denied my slit and other forms of sexual pleasures for<br />
the rest of the evening.<br />
    By the time that Lenny gets to me, my pussy is almost on<br />
fire.  My cunt is like a steam bath, my tender twat desperately<br />
needing to be soothed.  Lenny pushes his tongue against my<br />
swollen pussylips and licks all over them before he enters my<br />
cunt.<br />
    His tongue feels like a dagger as it penetrates my sex hole.<br />
I tell him to lick like he means it, as I reach up and give a<br />
hard yank on his hair.  Sometimes I push his face so hard into my<br />
crotch that the guy almost suffocates from lack of air.<br />
    Lenny&#8217;s tongue travels in a dozen directions as he does his<br />
best to satisfy me.  All the while I taunt him, telling him to<br />
suck like he means it.  He craves verbal abuse as if he&#8217;s a lousy<br />
cunt licker.  For five solid minutes, Lenny swills out my slit<br />
until he brings me over the line into the world of orgasmic<br />
release.<br />
    My slit really goes mushy as my cunt cream gushes onto his<br />
tongue.  I don&#8217;t want him to get too much of it, so after his<br />
first mouthful, I push his head away from my slit, replacing it<br />
with my fingers.  I catch all of my sauce as it flows freely.  I<br />
lap up my own juice.  Why should a slave enjoy my discharge like<br />
that?<br />
    What I do to males my seem like cruel and unusual<br />
punishment.  That&#8217;s what I want it to be.</p>
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		<title>Bitchy Dominatress</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[      You  went to the college mixer without expecting a  lot.   You knew  that
your roommate was away for the weekend,  but as you  didn&#8217;t have a date set up,
you figured on a lonely weekend.
      Then  Dave  [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>      You  went to the college mixer without expecting a  lot.   You knew  that<br />
your roommate was away for the weekend,  but as you  didn&#8217;t have a date set up,<br />
you figured on a lonely weekend.</p>
<p>      Then  Dave  came up and introduced himself to you.   He  was  very<br />
hansome,  in  a sort of Steve Guttenberg way,  Curly Black  hair,  good<br />
muscles,  and his tight jeans gave you a good view of his  ass.   After asking<br />
you to dance he begins coming on strong.   You decide,  What the hell,  and<br />
mention  that you have your apartment to yourself  for  the weekend.   Even<br />
the Family that lives downstairs in the house is  away visiting relatives.<span id="more-205"></span></p>
<p>      You both brought cars, so he gets directions from you and says that he&#8217;ll<br />
pick up some booze and some snacks on the way.  Yu rush home and  as  you&#8217;ve<br />
been  feeling horny all day,  decide  to  change  into something  that will be<br />
suggestive.   You go to your closet and put  on the red bra that opens in the<br />
front,  a white top that has a low  scoop neck,  and a pair of tight jeans.<br />
You were already wearing your nearly transparent black panties.</p>
<p>      Dave  rings  the bell as  you put the last drop of perfume in  the valley<br />
between your breasts.</p>
<p>      You open the door and Dave walks in.   As he begins to  speak you<br />
realize  that he has had a couple of drinks.   He opens a  bag  to reveal  a<br />
quart  bottle of rum that is nearly half empty.   He  is  no longer trying to<br />
come on to you,  he&#8217;s talking as if you were his to do with as he pleased.  He<br />
goes to the kitchen and gets a pair of glasses.</p>
<p>      Pouring both of you a drink,  and not bothering with  mixers, he grabs<br />
your ass.  Before he had tried very hard to be suave, now he&#8217;s just drunk.<br />
You, on the other and are terribly horny.  He got you that way  and as you try<br />
to think about what to do to salvage the evening he passes drunk into stage<br />
two.   He gets up and grabs your left breast in a  proprietary way.   As you<br />
pull away,  your top rips,  spilling  your breast out into sight.</p>
<p>      This  is enough.   You let him have it in the jaw  with  your right.<br />
While the punch wasn&#8217;t all that much,  he falls over, and when you go to him it<br />
is plain that between your punch and his booze,  he is dead to the world.</p>
<p>      You are really pissed.   With great effort you get him turned over and<br />
drag him out of the living room to the bedroom.</p>
<p>      Dave  woke up in the morning,  surprized to find himself unable to move.<br />
When  he shook the covers off a bit,  he found that his  clothes were gone,  he<br />
was in a strange room,  and that his hands and feet were securely tied.  Dave<br />
struggles a bit,  and finally calls out.   You are downstairs  and enter the<br />
room wearing a fairly see through  baby  doll nighty.   Dave  sees you and<br />
demands to be untied.   You laugh and tell him that he has a few debts to pay<br />
first.</p>
<p>      Dave  says a nasty word.   You wistle and in  comes  Rex,  your<br />
landlord&#8217;s  german  shepard.   Rex  looks like e works part time  as  a police<br />
dog.  Rex rubs his head against your side, as you tell Dave that Rex will not<br />
like it if hears anyone yelling at you.   You tell Rex  to go to the living<br />
room and Rex walks out obediently.</p>
<p>      You  go  over Dave&#8217;s behavior the way your third grade  teacher would<br />
have gone over a fight in the playground.   You tell Dave that he needs to<br />
change his attitude, and not to act like a ten year old.  When Dave  continues<br />
to be unrepetant,  you leave and return with  a  safety razor and a can of<br />
shave cream.</p>
<p>      You get on the bed, and as Dave struggles, grip his balls with one hand<br />
and tell him that if he moves,  you may nick something.   When he continues to<br />
wiggle, you tighten your grip until he lies still.</p>
<p>      You  are  annoyed  at his mouth.   You take  off  your  baby  doll<br />
bottoms,  giving  him a good though quick look at your proof that  your blond<br />
hair is natural and stuff them in his mouth. He tries to keep his mouth closed,<br />
but a little pressure cures that.</p>
<p>      You  pull  an extra rope from under the bed and wrap him  about the chest<br />
with it to hold him still.   You also use some adhesive  tape to keep his mouth<br />
closed.</p>
<p>      You ask him how he likes your taste.   He can&#8217;t answer, but you want  to<br />
remind  him of what he missed by being a  prick  and  getting drunk.  You<br />
spray out a glob of shaving cream and cover his pubic hair with it.  You grip<br />
his rod to get leverage.  As you shave off his pubic hair  you tell him that<br />
you are doing this because if he wants  to  act like a ten year old, he should<br />
look the part.</p>
<p>      His  prick shows how even in his present position,  he is  very turned on<br />
by what you are doing.   As you wipe the last of his hair off with  the remains<br />
of the foam,  you tell him that one of the things  he did  that made you most<br />
angry was to have gotten you horny and then not to have satisfied you.</p>
<p>      There  is an angry gleam in your eye as you fondle his prick  and balls<br />
and tell him that when you&#8217;re finnished with him,  he will  know how to act<br />
around a woman.</p>
<p>      You leave him alone for about 15 minutes and then return, still only<br />
wearing the top,  but with a polaroid camera in hour  hands.  You begin to snap<br />
pictures of him.   Because he isn&#8217;t erect when you begin, you  gently  stroke<br />
his member until it is  hard.   You  snap  another picture  telling  him  you<br />
want it to be  obvious  that  he&#8217;s  enjoying himself.</p>
<p>      You  leave  the room and when you return you tell him that  you have sent<br />
them to yourself at a friend&#8217;s house where they will be safe.  If he shows the<br />
propper attitude, you will let him see you destroy them in the middle of the<br />
week.</p>
<p>      You are still wearing only the baby doll top.   Your muff shows as  you<br />
move around,  and you can tell from his eyes that he  is  very interested.  You<br />
make a show of bending over so he can see your ass and the blond fringe that<br />
shows between your thighs.</p>
<p>      Sitting on the bed,  you stretch a moment so that your mound is in full<br />
view,  and then reach over and begin to play with his rod.  You can hear him<br />
moan through your panties.</p>
<p>      You ask him if he likes the way you taste.   He squirms at  the touch  of<br />
your hand,  but shakes his head yes.   You ask him if he  is ready to begin<br />
paying you back.  Your hand continues to stroke his cock as  he nods yes again.<br />
You ask him if he is ready to taste  the  real thing.   He  nods vigorously.<br />
You stand up,  letting go of  him.   He thrusts  his  hips  at your departing<br />
hand,  but you walk over  to  the dresser.  Putting a gobb of hand lotion in<br />
your hand, you return.</p>
<p>      You  smear it over his cock.   Tearing the tape off his  mouth, you<br />
remove your panties from his mouth, then kneeling on either side of his face<br />
you lower your slick mass of blond curls into his mouth.</p>
<p>      His  mouth  is quite dry,  but you are so wet that  it  doesn&#8217;t matter.<br />
You grip the shaft of his rod, being careful not to touch the head  (you arn&#8217;t<br />
ready to let him have any release) and stroke  him  as you give him<br />
instructions in licking pussy.</p>
<p>      You  tell him he must show respect or he will be gagged  again, and the<br />
pictures will show up all over campus.</p>
<p>      Dave  realizes  who  is the mistress  here.   He  follows  your<br />
instructions to the letter as you have orgasm after orgasm.</p>
<p>      After  making him stop so that you can catch your  breath,  you look  at<br />
the clock and see that it is 11:30  Saturday  morning.   Your roomate  is not<br />
due back until late Sunday.  His cock has been hard  in your hands for nearly<br />
40 minutes.</p>
<p>      You  tell  him he has done a good job on the first payment  and then<br />
reach under the bed.   Your hand encounters a collar of Rex&#8217;s  and his leash.<br />
You put the collar on Dave&#8217;s neck, and tell him that you are pleased with him<br />
and that you plan to continue his training.   You then untie  his left foot<br />
from the bed and tie it to his right foot so  that he  can take steps of about<br />
1 ft.   Untying his right foot you get  him up.  His hands remain tied behind<br />
his back.</p>
<p>      You take him to the bathroom on the leash, and actually give him a touch<br />
of privacy.   Then you take him down to te kitchen and make  him breakfast,<br />
feeding  him by hand.   You take him to the living room and tie  the  end of<br />
the leash to the bottom of the railing on  the  stairs while you go to put<br />
something else on.</p>
<p>      You warn him that you&#8217;ll have to punish him if he acts up. You are up  in<br />
your room when you hear the front door open.   You race down the stairs<br />
wearing  only  a fairly long shirt when you  hear  your  friend Lisa&#8217;s<br />
laughter.</p>
<p>      Lisa  asks you what is going on,  and blushing slightly,  you fill her in<br />
on what has happened.   She sooks at dave,  nude, tied, and on a leash and asks<br />
you if you need some help.   You grin and tell  her yes.</p>
<p>      You take Dave into the back yard.   You have sunbathed in the nude  here<br />
before  because  of the high wooden  walls,  and  now  have something  else<br />
planned.  You have Dave sit down on one of the  lounges and  you  and  Lisa  go<br />
over his body the way  that  you  imagine  Jack Nicholson would talk about an<br />
exotic dancer in a sleazy movie.  Both of your hands end up going over his<br />
shaft a lot,  as you discuss his  good and bad points.   Lisa asks you about<br />
his being shaved.  You giggle and just  say  it  appealed to you at the time.<br />
You tell her that  he  is fairly good with his tongue.</p>
<p>      Lisa  wants to find out how good.   You arrange Dave over your lap as if<br />
he were a naughty child,  trapping his prick between your  strong thighs,  as<br />
Lisa takes off her blue jeans and puts her pussy under his mouth.   You tell<br />
Dave to do a good job, and begin to lightly spank his ass as he licks Lisa&#8217;s<br />
steamy cunt.</p>
<p>      As Dave licks her you tell him that this is his second payment and begin<br />
really spanking him in ernest.   With solid,  hard  slaps,  about every second<br />
you punctuate yis lapping at Lisa.</p>
<p>      When you feel him trying to rub his prick against your thighs, you stop<br />
and grip his balls,  just to remind him who&#8217;s boss.  Dave has more trouble<br />
concentrating this time.   You keep him frustrated by grabbing his  balls<br />
everytime he begins to get a rhythm with his cock  on  your thighs,  and swat<br />
his reddening ass as he licks Lisa.   LIsa grabs  his head  and  tries to get<br />
him into the groove,  but he cant  ignore  your discipline.</p>
<p>      Finally Lisa says,  &#8220;I&#8217;m so horny,  I can&#8217;t stand this.   Turn him over<br />
on his back.&#8221; The two of you turn him over and Lisa climbs on his cock, forcing<br />
it up her hungry cunt, demanding that he fuck her, though she seems to be doing<br />
most of the work.  The sight reminds you that you haven&#8217;t  gotten  his  cock<br />
in you yet,  and your fingers  are  a  poor substitute.</p>
<p>      Climbing  onto your knees,  you lower your dripping cunt over  his face,<br />
and demand that he eat you.  His tongue is more efficent now and you  begin  to<br />
come almost immediatly.  As you do,  you  find  yourself leaning  against  Lisa<br />
who first hugs you (as she  continues  to  hump Dave&#8217;s captive cock) and then<br />
kisses you.</p>
<p>      With  Dave&#8217;s  tongue going back and forth over yor clit,  you  are<br />
comming nearly all the time,  and after a second or two open your mouth and put<br />
your tongue into her mouth.   A few seconds later it is all  an orgasmic haze,<br />
her tongue, Dave licking you, her hands on your breasts, teasing your hardened<br />
nipples.</p>
<p>      You  hear Dave moan from under your thighs and know after all  the<br />
discipline  of the morning he has finally gotten his rocks  off.   Your hands<br />
seek  out Lisa&#8217;s breasts,  cupping them as  your  desire  peaks.  Seconds<br />
later the three of you are lying on the grass in each  other&#8217;s arms.</p>
<p>      You  look at Lisa as you regain control,  unsure of what has  just<br />
happened.  Lisa returns your gaze, and reaches over to your well-licked pussy<br />
and  puts her hand on it.   She begins to rub it back and  forth over your<br />
clit,  Pulling off her shirt with her other hand. When she is nude,  she  takes<br />
off your clothing,  never for a moment  stopping  the action  on your clit.<br />
She gently moves her face down to it and begins to lick, her hands softly going<br />
to your breasts.</p>
<p>      Out  of the corner of your eye you see poor Dave,  still tied hand and<br />
foot, unable to take his eyes off of the two of you. Lisa licks you into  a<br />
warm haze.   She goes between your legs,  looking  up  at  you through  the<br />
valley of your breasts.   She begins by parting your  love lips  and first<br />
licking all of your available juices,  and then as  she sees you looking down<br />
at her, she grins and puts her tongue deep inside you.</p>
<p>      You gently put your hands on the sides of Lisa&#8217;s head,  urging her on<br />
with subtle movements.   Her hands slide up your body,  stopping at your<br />
nipples.  For several minutes she plays with your hard nipples and cleans out<br />
your ever wet cunt. She has either done this before or has a wonderful knack<br />
for it.</p>
<p>      Dave,  lying  on  his back has his erection back,  but  is  having<br />
trouble getting up.   You realize you have found a new form of torture; Seeing<br />
two  naked women have sex less than 2 feet away and  not  being able to do<br />
anything about it.</p>
<p>      One of Lisa&#8217;s hands leaves your breasts, and goes into your gaping hole,<br />
probing you firmly.   You moan as another orgasm begins.  Before you  are<br />
finished comming the hand leaves your cunt and goes into  your nether regions.<br />
You would normally have objected, but entering as you are  in  the  throws of<br />
orgasm,  you only moan louder  as  the  feeling intensifies.</p>
<p>      Lisa  continues  to lick you as her other hand takes on a  fucking<br />
motion.   You  feel as if you are being made love to and eaten  at  the same<br />
time,  Your  hands  on Lisa&#8217;s head press her  down  with  greater urgency.</p>
<p>      Lisa  continues  the action at your crotch,  but swings her  pussy over<br />
to  your face.   Slowly she lowers it and you begin to  lick  it, imitating her<br />
actions.  You are gratified to hear her moan in  reaction to your tongue.</p>
<p>      You taste not only Lisa&#8217;s juices, but, you realize Dave&#8217;s as well.  The<br />
two  together makes it seem even more forbidden,  making you  feel just a bit<br />
more naughty.  &#8220;Please,  untie  me.   I can&#8217;t stand this much longer.&#8221; Dave<br />
beggs next  to you.  Lisa looks up from your slit,  and says,  &#8220;We cant  have<br />
that,  can we Kitten?&#8221; Lisa leaves her finger in your ass, but puts her thumb<br />
in your other hole, slowly continuing the motion.  Her Other hand goes to<br />
Dave&#8217;s hard on.   She refuses to grab it,  but instead runs her fingers over<br />
it&#8217;s length,  making only the lightest of contact with the head.</p>
<p>      Dave  begs  her to untie him,  or to do something for  his  prick.  He&#8217;s<br />
so horny he can hardly talk.   Lisa puts her mouth near the  head and breathes<br />
on the head.  Lisa laughs,  an amused sound that would  be perfectly proper in<br />
an office, but is doubly obscene in this context.</p>
<p>      You  decide  that you arn&#8217;t through with Lisa and  reach  for  her hips.<br />
You turn her over on her back,  moaning for a second as her hand slips from<br />
your dripping crotch. Just enjoy the sensation.  Licking for all  you&#8217;re<br />
worth,  you  try  to bring her to  orgasm  as  quickly  as possible.   Dave&#8217;s<br />
anguished cry is off to your left.  You ignore  him.  When  Lisa&#8217;s  hands begin<br />
shoving your face down onto her  crotch,  you know you&#8217;ve gotten to her.   You<br />
use the whole length of your tongue on her  clit,  pressing down heavily on<br />
each and every pass.   Her  thighs join  her hands,  trapping your face in her<br />
warm,  musky  wetness.  Her convulsive  movements threaten to dislidge you,  so<br />
you wrap your  arms around her thighs,  meeting at the top of her pubic hair,<br />
and continue licking,  trying to drive her mad,  making her pay for interupting<br />
your little game.</p>
<p>      You  make  a  point of waiting until she is in  the  throws  of  a<br />
particularly violent orgasm,  and then biting her clit to intensify the<br />
sensation.  She falls back, nearly unconsious with the intensity of the orgasm.</p>
<p>      You  roll  her over,  getting her onto her hands and  knees.   She<br />
complies  without  realizing  what is happening.   You get her  to  lay across<br />
your lap as you sit on one of the lounges.   She is relieved  to be able to lay<br />
flat for a moment.</p>
<p>      Your  first swat on her ass brings her to her senses.   The next 4 only<br />
intensify the burning on her ass.  &#8220;Next time,  Lisa, Knock before you come<br />
in!&#8221;  You have trapped her flailing legs with one of your own.  Slap, slap,<br />
slap.  &#8220;And  who told you you could shove anything up my ass?&#8221;  You  have her<br />
clit  covered  by your other hand,  which goes around  her  waist, neatly<br />
holding her wiggling ass in place.</p>
<p>      You continue to spank her,  until your eyes come to rest on the lawn<br />
table</p>
<p>      You continue to stroke her clit as you paddle her ass,  making her<br />
orgasms  incredibly  intense.   You pause a moment to pick up  the  dog wistle<br />
from  the table.   You blow it and seconds later Rex is in  the yard.   You<br />
force Lisa to move her legs apart by a combination of force and increased<br />
stroking of her clit.</p>
<p>      You call Rex and tell Lisa that you are going to let Rex lick  her out.<br />
&#8220;And you&#8217;re just going to hold me here and make me take it?&#8221;</p>
<p>      Your  only  answer  is to slap her ass a few  more  times.  You signal<br />
Dave to get on his knees at her widely spread cunt and show him that you want<br />
him to lick her.   Dave complies eagerly,  using only his tongue.  &#8220;Oh  no!   I<br />
can&#8217;t believe that you&#8217;re making me do  this!&#8221;  Lisa cries out,  &#8220;Oh &#8230;  oh,<br />
I&#8217;m comming,  I&#8217;m comming from your damn dog.&#8221; Dave can&#8217;t stand it any longer<br />
and pushes his face against her dripping pussy, licking up all of her essence.</p>
<p>      Lisa&#8217;s  exclamation  of  surprize shows you that  your  trick  has<br />
worked.  You decide it is their turn to amuse you and you ponder  which one  of<br />
them should appease your steaming pussy.  You decide that  they should  have to<br />
work together.  You tell her to lick your cunt and know that she will obey.</p>
<p>      Seconds  later  her face is buried in your bush as  she  tries  to please<br />
you.  You  grab Dave and pull his face to yours as your  tongue searches  out<br />
his.  The sensation of having your Pussy  eaten  as  you tongue kiss someone is<br />
strangey pleasing.</p>
<p>      You are sitting in the midday sun,  on a padded lounge,  your feet<br />
wiggling in the grass as your best friend licks out your cunt and  Dave tries<br />
to tongue wrestle you.   Dave&#8217;s bonds are the only thing any  of you are<br />
wearing.</p>
<p>      After  a  moment  you  force Dave&#8217;s mouth  down  onto  your  erect<br />
nipples,  not asking him to do what you want,  simply demanding it with<br />
gestures.   The  sense  of power you get from this intensifies all  the<br />
sensations you get from the two of them.</p>
<p>      As  you  reach your first orgasm,  your thighs grip the  sides  of Lisa&#8217;s<br />
head.  Dave  bites  gently on your  nipples  to  increase  your pleasure, not<br />
daring to bite hard enough to be uncomfortable.</p>
<p>      You decide that you&#8217;ve had enough of being licked and want to feel<br />
something  insie of you.   Your hands reach behind Dave and in  seconds his<br />
hands are free.</p>
<p>      You command Lisa, &#8220;Get up here and suck on my nipples!&#8221;  and again you<br />
are obeyed.</p>
<p>      Your  widely spread legs are the only invitation Dave should need, but he<br />
waits until you gesture for him to mount you.  He is in you in a single lunge.</p>
<p>      As  Dave&#8217;s cock fills your cunt,  you realize how horny  you  have been<br />
as you forced Lisa and Dave to perform.   Knowing that Lisa is the one  working<br />
on your breasts makes the situation sweeter,  as you  rock your pelvis back and<br />
forth on his cock.</p>
<p>      Lisa brings her hands up to your breasts where they begin fondling the<br />
undersides and moves her mouth to your left ear.  Her tongue enters and<br />
continues to drive you wild.</p>
<p>      Dave  has  been in you less than a minute,  but you feel  yourself<br />
comming  and  you cry out loud enough that Lisa begins  to  wonder  how<br />
tolerant your neighbors really are.</p>
<p>      She  covers  your  mouth with her own and her  tongue  darts  into yours.<br />
Her roaming hands are all over your breasts,  touching nearly all of them,  all<br />
of them except the nipples.  You are vaguely aware of this and twist your torso<br />
trying to force contact, but she continues to tease you.</p>
<p>      Lisa  breaks her soul kiss,  &#8220;Turn her over!&#8221;,  and when Dave does not<br />
obey right away, swats his ass three times and says, &#8220;I told you to turn her<br />
over!&#8221;</p>
<p>      Dave slips out of your hungry pussy, and grabbing your hips, turns you<br />
over onto your hands and knees.  Lisa tells him to get back to work and he<br />
begins to put it back into you, from behind this time.</p>
<p>      Lisa releases one breast in order to play with your clit with  her hand,<br />
her strokes matching Dave&#8217;s.  The two of them together bring you to a powerful<br />
orgasm.</p>
<p>      You  want  to lay down,  but Lisa forces you to remain impaled  on Dave&#8217;s<br />
prick.  Lisa continues to force you to stay up on your hands and knees by<br />
nearly holding you up by your clit.</p>
<p>      Dave  is still hard,  on his knees behind you,  his swollen  prick<br />
enveloped  by  your cunt.   He moves his hands onto  your  breasts  and begins<br />
to stroke them while his prick remains still.</p>
<p>      Lisa  continues to stimulate your clit.   After a short while  you feel<br />
your  hips involuntarily begin pumping to get more out of  Dave&#8217;s prick.   Lisa<br />
turns  to  Dave and tells him in a way  that  allows  no argument, &#8220;Now pull it<br />
out!  I want her to have it up the ass.&#8221;</p>
<p>      You  are  held by the two of them as you feel his cock  slip  from your<br />
hungry cunt.  Never for a moment does Lisa slow her fingers action on  your<br />
clit.   You thrust your hips back to retain possession of  his cock.   All<br />
that has really dawned on you is that she told him to pull out, AND HE&#8217;S Doing<br />
it!</p>
<p>      Dave&#8217;s  hands  are on your hips.   You keep your hips back  as  if<br />
searching for what you lost.   Lisa takes her other hand and guides his cock<br />
back. You feel grateful for a second, until you realize that she&#8217;s not putting<br />
it in right.</p>
<p>      Then  you  realize  what  she said!  You try  to  pull  your  hips<br />
foreward,  but dave has them in his grip and Lisa still has one hand on your<br />
clit, pressing you back.</p>
<p>      The  sensation of Lisa rubbing your clit as Dave puts his  hard-on into<br />
your ass is unbelievably intense.  Lisa continues to stimulate you with  great<br />
abandon until Dave is all the way in.  Then Dave begins  to thrust into your<br />
ass, Fucking you with long, slow strokes.</p>
<p>      Dave&#8217;s  hand  replaces Lisa&#8217;s as she slips  away  from  you.   She lowers<br />
her dripping cunt in front of your face and as she grabbs  your hair with both<br />
hands demands, &#8220;Eat me!&#8221;</p>
<p>      Daves prick continues to slip in and out of your ass.  His hold on your<br />
hips (and on your clit) holds you in place. Lisa&#8217;s demand that you eat her<br />
hangs in the air.</p>
<p>      You  are in the throws of a continual orgasm and are barely  aware that<br />
she has spoken.   You stay on your hands and knees as Dave pounds into you.<br />
Lisa tires of waiting for you to respond and grips the sides of your head,<br />
pulling your gasping mouth down onto her sex.  Again she commands, &#8220;Eat me!&#8221;<br />
This time you comply.</p>
<p>      Your tongue slides into her dripping slit.  You react to her taste by<br />
concentrating  on  the job of pleasing her instead  of  taking  the intense<br />
sensation Dave is giving you.</p>
<p>      She  talks  most of the time,  praising or belittling you  as  you please<br />
or displease her with your technique.   When she feels you  are not  licking<br />
hard enough,  she forces your face against her  with  her hands.</p>
<p>      Lisa has taken charge of her own pleasure,  using you as she might use  a<br />
vibrator,  or other inanimate  pleasure  device.   The  feeling intensifies<br />
your  feeling about the eroticism of the  situation.   You realize you have no<br />
choice at either end.</p>
<p>      Lisa and Dave come within seconds of each other,  allowing you  to fall<br />
onto  the  lounge where you either pass out or fall  asleep  from exhaustion.</p>
<p>      As  you  sleep,  you are vaguely aware of the sounds of  a  couple making<br />
love next to you,  but you are too tired to waken. You next feel a strange<br />
massaging sensation on your crotch.   You try to get up,  but find that your<br />
hands have been tied to the top of the lounge.You try to sit up, but can&#8217;t<br />
quite manage it.<br />
 &#8220;Don&#8217;t move, Kitten.&#8221; Dave&#8217;s voice comes to you.<br />
 &#8220;We do want to be careful, Kitten!&#8221; Lisa&#8217;s voice chimes in.</p>
<p>      You  look and see that there is a mound of shaving cream  on  your pubic<br />
hair, and Lisa is holding your Razor.  &#8220;After all,  Kitten,  Fair is fair.&#8221;<br />
Lisa&#8217;s voice continues as she and Dave finish shaving you.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[ Our hands brushed together. Just the briefest of touches;
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p> Our hands brushed together. Just the briefest of touches;<br />
 But she looked at me, into my eyes, and in that fraction of a second I felt an electricit<br />
 y pass through me. Oh no, Althea. I told myself sternly, th<br />
 is is poison-the worst and nastiest kind.<br />
  As abruptly as it came on, the shock receded, and Sue Castle, whom I began to address as<br />
  Ms. Castle from that day on, flopped into the vacant desk. I regained my composure, and finished<br />
  calling the roll.<br />
 Over the first weeks of that year,<br />
  Susan earned a number of detentions from m<br />
 e for violating the &#8220;4-B&#8221; dress code.<br />
 Finally she settled into what became her uniform: Stirrup pants and an oversized sweater<br />
  a la Marilyn Monroe-a look I thought was outdated, but which somehow made her even more of<br />
  a sex-pot than her friends who were trying unsuccessfully to emulate teenage pop stars (while still<br />
 covering the school minimum of flesh).<br />
 Susan had definitely begun discovering the benefits of being<br />
 female in a crowd of hormone-crazed teen boys.<br />
  She got respect from the jocks because she stood up to them, but hung out with the nerds,<br />
  possibly making her the most popular girl in school. But her marks were atrocious, her conduct<br />
  disrespectful, and she had serious discipline problems.<br />
 II wasn&#8217;t sure she was entirely unaware of the<br />
  effect she had on me, either. When I told her to wait a<br />
 fter class was dismissed she would deliberately stand too close to m<br />
 e, making me feel flustered and hot.<br />
 And horny. I was continually surprised and somehow angry at that.<br />
  But damn it!-she was seventeen. Three years over the age of consent but nine years younger than<br />
  me. And, I thought, she couldn&#8217;t possibly have any idea of the sort of things that crept into my<br />
  head when she looked at me so insolently in class:<br />
 Susan Castle is standing outside my office door. She is<br />
 wearing a thin, long cotto<br />
 n T-shirt and nothing else, as she has been instructed.<br />
  Inside the office, I am waiting and wet. I slip the dildo into its harness,<br />
  and then slide the free end into my pussy with a grunt. I tighten the buckles on<br />
  the straps which cup my ass and hips. I always love the look of the dildo thrusting up from my crotch.<br />
  Do men feel like this, I wonder? Apart from the dildo and its harness I am wearing a pair of stockings, a<br />
  bustier, and opera-length gloves. The room has been prepared. Several candles flicker on the shelves, making<br />
  my rubber cock cast shadows that would give old Sister Chang from high school nightmares. Hanging from assorted<br />
  hooks along the wall behind my desk are some toys: A thick strap called a strapple, a piece of bamboo cane, a<br />
  shiny pair of clamps (nipple or labia-oh no, the clothespins for naughty pussy lips are over there). Satisfied with<br />
  the arrangements, I call out: &#8220;Enter&#8221;. I cross my arms and stand facing the door with my feet apart. The door swings<br />
  open of its own accord. Susan enters with an old-fashioned candlestick. Her eyes are big, dark and a little fearful,<br />
  riveted to the jutting phallus between my thighs. I melt inside, wanting to hold her to me and tell her its all going<br />
  to be alright, that I&#8217;d never really hurt her. But I can&#8217;t-she needs to know that I am the one in control. Ordered to<br />
  place the candlestick on the desk, Susan attempts to straighten up. But I have a gloved hand firmly in her hair.<br />
  I push firmly downward. &#8220;You will enter this room only on your knees from now on, slave.&#8221; Obediently she kneels.<br />
 I slap her face. &#8220;You will answer me with your little mouth,&#8221; such a tight little rosebud of a mouth-I want to kiss it. I want to pinch her lips with clothespins, I want to bite them &#8220;and what I will hear from that dirty little mouth will be &#8216;Yes Mistress&#8217;. Have you quite got that?&#8221; She almost nods for a minute. But eventually says: &#8220;Y-yes Mistress.&#8221; There&#8217;s no foreplay. &#8220;I&#8217;m going to fuck all your holes, right now, just to prove I can; to prove that you&#8217;re my property. Won&#8217;t that be nice?&#8221; &#8220;Yes M-Mmmmph!&#8221; as I drive the dildo between her lips. She resists for a moment, and I take a short sash cord from the desk and whip her vigorously. After about ten stripes have blossomed on her back and ass, to the accompaniment of shocked squeals, I feel the dildo fully inserted in her mouth. She&#8217;s looking up at me from my crotch, inquiringly. I fuck her mouth for a few strokes, then pull out. At my command she turns and presents her behind to me. I order her to put her head to the floor, tossing a textbook down so that she won&#8217;t risk wood burn. She almost wiggles in pleasure as I drive the first inch of the dildo into her cunt. But I stop almost as soon as I&#8217;ve begun, and she whimpers as I withdraw. &#8220;You cum without permission, slut, and I&#8217;ll whip you sixty times with the cane.&#8221; I hiss at her. An empty threat. She&#8217;s never been caned before, and her tender ass would bleed before I gave the tenth stroke. But she doesn&#8217;t know that. She also doesn&#8217;t know that I don&#8217;t know her anywhere near well enough to stop her from cumming if she started. But I rely on her honesty. I grab her ass firmly and spread her cheeks. Her puckered little asshole is porn-star clean, as I specified. Fingering a large dollop of lubricant into her hole, I begin intruding with the dildo. Her whimpering becomes moaning, then crying out. &#8220;If you want this to stop, all you need to do is use your safe word, slave.&#8221; She knows-but I have to be sure. As I seat the dildo inside her to the hilt, I feel the tension relax inside her as she opens up and admits her Mistress. I glory in the trust and triumph, and as the dildo slips in and out of both of us, I smack her ass triumphantly and start to cum. . . . See what I mean? What seventeen-year-old could possibly share that dream?<br />
 Susan settled into her seat, and for the entire term she never once rais<br />
 ed her hand. If I called on her she&#8217;d either ignore me, looking out the window,<br />
 or else she&#8217;d stare at me blankly. There wasn&#8217;t much I could do beyond give her another detention.<br />
 After her first report card, neither of her parents came to parent-tea<br />
 cher night. Since she was in great danger of failing,<br />
  I took it upon myself to call her listed phone number. Receiving no reply,<br />
  I attempted to contact her parents at work. At her father&#8217;s workplace number<br />
 I was told that Mr. Castle was away at the moment and probably wouldn&#8217;t be back for several weeks.<br />
  Her mother&#8217;s listed employer-the construction firm of Stonewall and Mason-told me that Mrs. Castle no<br />
  longer worked for them. Intrigued, I pulled her file card at the office-technically a no-no but easily done<br />
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 But she looked at me, into my eyes, and in that fraction of a second I felt an electricit
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p> Our hands brushed together. Just the briefest of touches;<br />
 But she looked at me, into my eyes, and in that fraction of a second I felt an electricit<br />
 y pass through me. Oh no, Althea. I told myself sternly, th<br />
 is is poison-the worst and nastiest kind.<br />
  As abruptly as it came on, the shock receded, and Sue Castle, whom I began to address as<br />
  Ms. Castle from that day on, flopped into the vacant desk. I regained my composure, and finished<br />
  calling the roll.<br />
 Over the first weeks of that year,<br />
  Susan earned a number of detentions from m<br />
 e for violating the &#8220;4-B&#8221; dress code.<br />
 Finally she settled into what became her uniform: Stirrup pants and an oversized sweater<br />
  a la Marilyn Monroe-a look I thought was outdated, but which somehow made her even more of<br />
  a sex-pot than her friends who were trying unsuccessfully to emulate teenage pop stars (while still<br />
 covering the school minimum of flesh).<br />
 Susan had definitely begun discovering the benefits of being<br />
 female in a crowd of hormone-crazed teen boys.<br />
  She got respect from the jocks because she stood up to them, but hung out with the nerds,<br />
  possibly making her the most popular girl in school. But her marks were atrocious, her conduct<br />
  disrespectful, and she had serious discipline problems.<br />
 II wasn&#8217;t sure she was entirely unaware of the<br />
  effect she had on me, either. When I told her to wait a<br />
 fter class was dismissed she would deliberately stand too close to m<br />
 e, making me feel flustered and hot.<br />
 And horny. I was continually surprised and somehow angry at that.<br />
  But damn it!-she was seventeen. Three years over the age of consent but nine years younger than<br />
  me. And, I thought, she couldn&#8217;t possibly have any idea of the sort of things that crept into my<br />
  head when she looked at me so insolently in class:<br />
 Susan Castle is standing outside my office door. She is<br />
 wearing a thin, long cotto<br />
 n T-shirt and nothing else, as she has been instructed.<br />
  Inside the office, I am waiting and wet. I slip the dildo into its harness,<br />
  and then slide the free end into my pussy with a grunt. I tighten the buckles on<br />
  the straps which cup my ass and hips. I always love the look of the dildo thrusting up from my crotch.<br />
  Do men feel like this, I wonder? Apart from the dildo and its harness I am wearing a pair of stockings, a<br />
  bustier, and opera-length gloves. The room has been prepared. Several candles flicker on the shelves, making<br />
  my rubber cock cast shadows that would give old Sister Chang from high school nightmares. Hanging from assorted<br />
  hooks along the wall behind my desk are some toys: A thick strap called a strapple, a piece of bamboo cane, a<br />
  shiny pair of clamps (nipple or labia-oh no, the clothespins for naughty pussy lips are over there). Satisfied with<br />
  the arrangements, I call out: &#8220;Enter&#8221;. I cross my arms and stand facing the door with my feet apart. The door swings<br />
  open of its own accord. Susan enters with an old-fashioned candlestick. Her eyes are big, dark and a little fearful,<br />
  riveted to the jutting phallus between my thighs. I melt inside, wanting to hold her to me and tell her its all going<br />
  to be alright, that I&#8217;d never really hurt her. But I can&#8217;t-she needs to know that I am the one in control. Ordered to<br />
  place the candlestick on the desk, Susan attempts to straighten up. But I have a gloved hand firmly in her hair.<br />
  I push firmly downward. &#8220;You will enter this room only on your knees from now on, slave.&#8221; Obediently she kneels.<br />
 I slap her face. &#8220;You will answer me with your little mouth,&#8221; such a tight little rosebud of a mouth-I want to kiss it. I want to pinch her lips with clothespins, I want to bite them &#8220;and what I will hear from that dirty little mouth will be &#8216;Yes Mistress&#8217;. Have you quite got that?&#8221; She almost nods for a minute. But eventually says: &#8220;Y-yes Mistress.&#8221; There&#8217;s no foreplay. &#8220;I&#8217;m going to fuck all your holes, right now, just to prove I can; to prove that you&#8217;re my property. Won&#8217;t that be nice?&#8221; &#8220;Yes M-Mmmmph!&#8221; as I drive the dildo between her lips. She resists for a moment, and I take a short sash cord from the desk and whip her vigorously. After about ten stripes have blossomed on her back and ass, to the accompaniment of shocked squeals, I feel the dildo fully inserted in her mouth. She&#8217;s looking up at me from my crotch, inquiringly. I fuck her mouth for a few strokes, then pull out. At my command she turns and presents her behind to me. I order her to put her head to the floor, tossing a textbook down so that she won&#8217;t risk wood burn. She almost wiggles in pleasure as I drive the first inch of the dildo into her cunt. But I stop almost as soon as I&#8217;ve begun, and she whimpers as I withdraw. &#8220;You cum without permission, slut, and I&#8217;ll whip you sixty times with the cane.&#8221; I hiss at her. An empty threat. She&#8217;s never been caned before, and her tender ass would bleed before I gave the tenth stroke. But she doesn&#8217;t know that. She also doesn&#8217;t know that I don&#8217;t know her anywhere near well enough to stop her from cumming if she started. But I rely on her honesty. I grab her ass firmly and spread her cheeks. Her puckered little asshole is porn-star clean, as I specified. Fingering a large dollop of lubricant into her hole, I begin intruding with the dildo. Her whimpering becomes moaning, then crying out. &#8220;If you want this to stop, all you need to do is use your safe word, slave.&#8221; She knows-but I have to be sure. As I seat the dildo inside her to the hilt, I feel the tension relax inside her as she opens up and admits her Mistress. I glory in the trust and triumph, and as the dildo slips in and out of both of us, I smack her ass triumphantly and start to cum. . . . See what I mean? What seventeen-year-old could possibly share that dream?<br />
 Susan settled into her seat, and for the entire term she never once rais<br />
 ed her hand. If I called on her she&#8217;d either ignore me, looking out the window,<br />
 or else she&#8217;d stare at me blankly. There wasn&#8217;t much I could do beyond give her another detention.<br />
 After her first report card, neither of her parents came to parent-tea<br />
 cher night. Since she was in great danger of failing,<br />
  I took it upon myself to call her listed phone number. Receiving no reply,<br />
  I attempted to contact her parents at work. At her father&#8217;s workplace number<br />
 I was told that Mr. Castle was away at the moment and probably wouldn&#8217;t be back for several weeks.<br />
  Her mother&#8217;s listed employer-the construction firm of Stonewall and Mason-told me that Mrs. Castle no<br />
  longer worked for them. Intrigued, I pulled her file card at the office-technically a no-no but easily done<br />
  if one knew the file clerk.<br />
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 Story is about a loneley man who lived in Ontario. He move out when he was 40.
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 Story is about a loneley man who lived in Ontario. He move out when he was 40.<br />
 Ok, what we can teel you about him? He was sexy male and like gyno exams. He like to peep on his neighbor girl when she had visited her gyn.<br />
 He liked and enjoyed very much by her sexy spreaded legs&#8230;and so on&#8230;</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[ Ask any teacher what the worst day is, and surprisingly few will remember the first day of work. The rumble in their tummy as they stand before a blackboard for the very first time, alone and without a supervisor seems to fade for them. It has never faded away for me, and I recall [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p> Ask any teacher what the worst day is, and surprisingly few will remember the first day of work. The rumble in their tummy as they stand before a blackboard for the very first time, alone and without a supervisor seems to fade for them. It has never faded away for me, and I recall it vividly.<br />
 In my case it was even worse than average. I had come back to my hometown after graduating college; disappointing my parents who had expected me to move out and be a big success &#8220;away&#8221; somewhere. I explained that I&#8217;d come home to &#8220;give something back to the community&#8221;, but it was complete balderdash. What I was really doing was burying myself in my work, trying to avoid admitting something that no-one else knew.<br />
 In college I had become Mistress to a lithe blond tart named Jacqueline &#8220;Tennisball&#8221; Turner. In some way, we&#8217;d been very much in love. I&#8217;d revelled in every whipping or spanking I gave her. She gloried in the loving abuse I heaped on her. But eventually I&#8217;d convinced myself that this wasn&#8217;t what I wanted.<br />
 I was a &#8220;normal&#8221; woman, with normal desires. I wanted a husband and kids and. . . .And I wanted Tennie, or piggy, as I&#8217;d sometimes called her, crawling to lick a pair of black leather boots with four-inch heels that clung so tightly to my legs that my slave often had to yank them off me while I broke the suction with a shoehorn. I wanted her head bobbing vigorously between my thighs as the little electric shocks of pleasure shot from my clitoris. I wanted to hang her from the ceiling beam of my little house and beat her ass raw for breaking dishes, to set her impossible tasks and punish her for failing at them.<br />
 But I wanted other things too: the touch of her breath on my neck when I let her sleep in my bed; the soft look in her eyes when she knelt at the foot of that bed with my morning coffee; the contented hum of her when all the happy violence was over, the sweat and sometimes tears dried, and she cuddled into my arms during decompression.<br />
 And I wanted all of this while leading a June-Cleaver-with-a-career existence? It was too much, and I knew it. But while I sorted all this out I still had rent to pay, first to my parents, then to a landlord, and finally to a mortgage company. I found a job at a high school in town (not the Catholic school I&#8217;d attended, but a newer secular school called Park West Secondary).<br />
 On the first day of classes, I was way too early. Only the school custodian was in the hall as I entered the Old Building (the one built in 1976 was the New Building) and made my way to room 108 West. The classroom was empty, and I unlocked the door but left the light off. Instead I went to the door at the back of the class. In other days it would have been a storage space. The teacher I had replaced, one Mr. Carruthers, had been in the habit of smoking a pipe quietly in there while grading papers, and the room had that lovely &#8220;gentleman&#8217;s club&#8221; smell of old leather armchair, shoe polish, and pipe tobacco. It&#8217;s a smell I&#8217;ve always associated with luxury.<br />
 There was a little narrow window facing the soccer field, and long shelves of dusty textbooks along the wall with the door in. I put my necessary things into the desk and cupboards, my clipboard, a pack of marking pens, chalk (any teacher will tell you, you bring your own and hoard your supply), and my coffee mug.<br />
 My coffee mug.</p>
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