Claire Adams double fists rubberboy’s ass!

July 23rd, 2008

Claire Adams completely dominates this update with full rubber confinement, insane anal penetration, double ass fisting and a fully mummified, inverted bondage suspension. This is crazy.

Two mean bitches humiliate slave boy and fuck his ass

July 16th, 2008

Lefty thought he was a lucky fucker when Samantha Sin walked onto the set to team up with Cassandra Cruz, but these two mean bitches were not impressed with our boy's worthless little prick. Cruelty comes in twos for Lefty and despite his straining hard cock and best efforts, he just gets fucked over as he struggles to please these demanding women. Clothespins, cock sucking, heavy ball weights, dildo gags, whips and a strap on up his ass as he tries to eat Samantha's gorgeous pussy are his reward.

They laugh at him and humiliate his worthless ass for sporting such a tiny prick, then they tease him and use him by fucking his face with their cunts and taking their fill of his pathetic cock in their hungry cunts.

In the end, as the beauties orgasm by themselves and hold Lefty down at the end of a leash, it is clear that they are just not into him and his tiny little prick.

Hit her on her nipples

July 9th, 2008

Not wanting to disappoint her again I took a step back before
swinging with most of my strength to smash my fist into her mouth. The
force of the blow sent her falling backwards, and as she landed on the
carpet I heard a sharp thud when her head hit the floor. My punch had
split her lip open and blood was running down the side of her face now.
I also noticed that her legs had swung open wide exposing a delicious
selection of goodies to play with, except that she was already playing
with them and furiously at that.

“Now thump me in the tits just as hard!” Her face was beginning to
swell up now and it sounded as though it was painful when she spoke.
But I was actually getting into the mood now so I got down and hit her
hard three or four times right on her nipples. Each time I punched her
she gasped with pain and her body bounced off the floor.

Only the start

July 3rd, 2008

“Whatever turns you on!” I thought to myself, and hit her on her
chin causing her head to momentarily bob backwards.

“Harder!” She said, sounding quite exasperated now, “Come on,
don’t be frightened, I want you to do it!”

“Alright,” I thought, “Don’t say you didn’t ask for it!” Screwing my fist into a tight ball I punched her squarely in her face, making
her stagger backwards and causing a trickle of blood to start running
out of her nose. At the time I thought that would shut her up so I
could get on with some serious fucking, but it was only the start!

“That’s better,” She smiled as she licked the blood off her upper
lip, “Now hit me really hard!” As she spoke the last words I noticed
her hand settled on her pubic mound and the middle finger explore between her thighs.

Little pain loving slut

June 19th, 2008

I like picking up different girls and screwing them the first
night. Mostly all it takes to get ‘em open-legged and ’sans panties’ is
a bit of alcohol, other times they might need some bullshit lies and a
dose of verbal reassurance before they’ll spin on my cock. I never give
a shit about precautions, and with the amount of spunk I shove into ‘em
I guess I must’ve spawned one or two along the way. Over the years I
must’ve screwed hundreds of different girls, mainly from casual pick-ups
in discos or at parties, and I’d always been able to judge the right
moves to open ‘em up. Always, that is, until I happened to meet one
particular girl on a city disco floor.

She was quite small, around five feet two inchs in her stockings
and very petite, with breasts that were only slightly larger than average for her size. I’d danced with her for the final half-hour but she
remained very cool, even during the smoochy numbers. So, although she’d
accepted my offer of a lift home, I was anticipating one or two minor
problems when it came to talking her out of her knickers. Little did I
realise what a complete surprise she would soon turn out to be.

When I took her home I discovered she lived alone in a small house
left to her by her grandparents, and was somewhat surprised when she
invited me inside for coffee. After making me a cup of coffee she disappeared upstairs, but my mouth dropped open when she came back down ten
minutes later wearing a flimsy bra-less lace-up camisole with no crotch
and hold up stockings. Blessing my luck, I started to smile as she
moved closer. She boldly walked over to the sofa, but I almost dropped
my cup when she spoke.

“Hit me!” She lifted her chin slightly as if to invite a blow. I
treated it like a playful joke at first and tapped her lightly on her
cheek.

“Don’t be such a fucking wimp!” There was disgust in her voice and
I was riled immediately. I glared at her but she met my stare head on.
“Hit me I said!” She sounded frustrated, “Hard, with your fist, like
this!” And she held up a clenched fist as an example.

Online bondage story

June 8th, 2008

I had never been an actual slave in “real life”, although I had had
strong fantasies about being a slave for just about as long as I could
remember. I have a very submissive nature, especially around someone who
is able to bring out that side of me. This story is about a Mistress I
served.
Mistress R. was my online Mistress. We had never actually met; we
only corresponded through the email on a local BBS. All I knew about her
was what I could read in her “bio”. She was 33 years old, 5′9″ tall and
weighed 140 pounds. She was married and had red hair. Most of the other
answers in her bio were normal enough, but under a question about
personality types, she had selected “dominant”. Of course, with my
submissive side, I had to write to her and explore just what she meant by
that answer, and I was happy to learn that she liked to fantasize about
being a Mistress. Based on this, we soon formed an online relationship
with her as the Mistress and me as the slave. Read the rest of this entry »

Submissive lesbian

June 5th, 2008

We took the highway early in the morning to our weekend’s destination. My
slave girl and I in a nice rental car. Our costumes were in the trunk, the
fresh coffee was aromatic in the car, we shared a muffin while Mina drove. My
private property… She was wearing white lacy garters under her pants. I
passed my hands along her smooth neck and through hair every once in a while
and she would turn around to give me a pleasant smile of deep contentment
within…

After passing through the U.S. border which was guiding us along our way
to New York — the city of opportunities, I ordered her to stop at a gas
station, I took her to the restroom, unbuttoned her pants, lowered them, and
then inserted a butt plug — gliding it against her clit — nice and smooth
while I cleaned up the excess of Jelly… Then kissed her bum and gave her a
slim sexy skirt which exposed her beautiful legs. As we left the restroom a
couple of men waiting for their own woman to come out commented on her legs.
They wished they could enjoy her for at least the evening. I felt proud. Read the rest of this entry »

Female domination at college

June 3rd, 2008

The light had started to filter into Tom’s dorm room, turning the
interior of the room a bright orange color. He was still studying for his
mid-term exam in Biology and needed to get this work done, otherwise he
would not be able to pass this class. But as Tom worked on his memorization,
his mind began to wander. Would he be able to do anything tonight with his
girlfriend, Laura? Or would he be stuck here tonight studying while his
friends went to the pub and got totally blasted? Ultimately, he figured that
he would probably be here for the remainder of the night, staying up with his
notes rather than spending the night with Laura. He had just settled back to
study, when there was a knock on the door. He got up and shuffled across the
room to the door. When he opened the door, he could not believe what his eyes
were seeing! Laura was standing there in the doorway, wearing the tightest
leotard and spandex pants that she could fit on her curvaceous body. In an
instant, he knew where she was going dressed like that. Read the rest of this entry »

Dominatrix

May 20th, 2008

She then left the room and quickly returned with a box of
plastic wrap. She sat back down in front of me and unraveled a
couple feet of the plastic wrap. “This ought to do,” she said,
as she tore the wrap from the box. She then carefully wrapped
and sealed my engorged cock in plastic wrap, forming a reservoir
at the top. “Now you won’t make a mess!” She said giggling.
She then spread some K-Y jelly all over the plastic wrap and
began firmly and stongly jagging my cock off. She kept pumping
my cock harder and harder until I couldn’t take it any more as
she spurted every last drop of cum out of me.
I watched as I quickly swelled the reservoir at the tip of my
cock. The last damn thing she did was to pull off that rubber band
still tightly wrapped around my balls. As she did so, it gave off
a little twang and one more cum shot dripped out.
I was now completely exhausted!

Female Dominatrix

April 24th, 2008

She looked down at my raging hard-on with a smile and said,
“It looks like you enjoyed the show.” I nodded in approval. She
smiled a wicked smile as she untied me from the chair and removed
the gag. “The fun’s not over yet little slave.” She said. “Now
go get on your knees at the edge of the bed.” I hobbled, as
before, over to the edge of the bed, not knowing what could
possibly be in store for me now. When I got into position she
walked over and sat on the edge of the bed in front of me. She
then opened her legs and stuck her finger into her still sopping
cunt. She then grabbed my balls with her other hand, eased her
gooey finger out, and held it up to my mouth. “Lick it slave!”
she commanded. I licked her finger like a lollipop until it was
clean.
I could taste the cum of the young stud that had just
serviced her, mixed with her own sexual secretions. She giggled
as she offered me another gooey finger to lick clean and said.
“We’ve got to make sure we get every last drop, huh?” I nodded,
and continued to lick and suck her finger. When she finished
feeding me she looked down at my crotch and said, “I’ll bet you’d
like to relive some pressure.” “Yes.” I gasped, as it was all I
could do to keep from cumming at this point. She just giggled and
said, “Well, I don’t want you to make a mess all over so just
wait here a minute.”

Hoping for release

April 14th, 2008

Soon this guy was banging my wife from behind with a
vengeance as they moaned in ecstasy. I thought I would be
jealous, but instead I was extremely turned on. The more my wife
enjoyed it, the more arousing it was for me. My cock was so hard
it hurt. They paused briefly to change to the missionary
position and I heard my wife say, “You’d better hurry because my
husband will be home soon.” This guy didn’t need any more
encouragement. He started pumping like you wouldn’t believe. My
wife started moaning and trembling in orgasm as he continued
pumping. She then reached around his ass and tickled his balls
with her fingernails. That was all it took for him, as he pumped
a load of come into my wife’s pussy.
As soon as his convulsions ceased, my wife told him that her
husband would be home any minute and that he had better go. He
quickly thanked her and left the bedroom to collect his clothes
and leave. My wife remained on the bed with her legs spread,
pointed her glistening cunt in my direction. My cock was so hard
now that it felt like I was sitting on a steel pipe. My wife
rose when she knew her visitor had departed and walked over to
the closet. She opened the door and I thought I would soon be
released from my bonds, But I was wrong.

Dominatrice in sexy lingery

April 9th, 2008

“Get up, slave!” She ordered. I stood up unsteadily and
she pushed me toward the closet. We have a walk-in closet in our
bedroom with a mirror on the door. I hobbled toward the closet
as quickly as the bonds on my ankles would permit. She opened
the door and inside was a chair which she motioned for me to sit
in. Once I was seated, she securely tied me to the chair with
rope. She reached down and seized my rock-hard cock in her hand
and said, “Don’t make a sound until I return. Do you understand?”
I nodded my head. She walked out of the closet and closed the
door behind her. I was left sitting in the darkness of the closet
with a raging hard-on, not knowing what was next.
I sat in darkness for at least a half-hour before I heard
anything outside the closet. I heard the bedroom light switch
click and when the lights in the bedroom came on I was startled
by the fact that I could see into the bedroom from within the
closet. My wife had installed a one-way mirror on the closet
door in place of the mirror that had been there. I could see the
entire bed from where I was sitting and nobody could see me. I
about died when my wife entered the bedroom followed by a young
man I had never seen before. She was still wearing the lingerie
she had on earlier, but he was completely naked. He looked to be
in his early twenties and was probably a local college student.
He had his hands all over her as he followed her onto the bed.

Slave With A Hardon

April 2nd, 2008

I finished drying, except for the soggy G-string, and went
into the bedroom. My raging hard-on was sticking out the top of
the pouch on the G-string. She walked into the bedroom a few
minutes later wearing a red satin camisole, garter belt, nylons
and black patent leather pumps. She came over to the edge of the
bed where I was sitting, grabbed my balls through the pouch, and
told me to open my mouth. She then stuffed my mouth with a couple
pairs of her panties and tied a scarf around my head to form a
gag. She then found a thick rubber band and doubled it, and slipped
it over my balls- the pain was excrusating. Now she bound my
wrists behind my back and tied my ankles together to insure I was
fairly immobile. My balls really began to hurt. As she finished
tying me up I wondered what she had in store for me this evening.
She usually didn’t tie me up, since I’m always very cooperative.

Immediate erection

February 29th, 2008

I love to be sexually dominated, and I am married to a very
beautiful woman who utilizes my obedience to the maximum.
She knows that when I am sexually aroused there is nothing I
won’t do for her. She often makes me go a few days without
cumming, knowing that I will be that much more aroused and
submissive. The other night I arrived home and found her laying
on the couch wearing a short satin robe. As soon as I saw her I
developed an immediate erection, thus becoming a slave to her
desires. She ordered me onto my hands and knees and commanded me
to crawl to her side. She then raised her foot to my face and
said “Lick my foot slave!” I happily licked her foot as she
rubbed it all over my face. She then pushed my face away with
her foot and tossed a satin G-string at me saying, “Put on your
uniform, and go draw me a bath slave!” I answered, “Yes Master.”
And went to the bathroom to change into the G-string and prepare
her bath.
As soon as I finished readying her bath she entered the
bathroom and told me to get on my hands and knees in the tub. I
started to remove the G-string, but she told me to leave it on.
I got on my hands and knees and she removed her robe to reveal
her beautiful naked body. She sat down in the tub in front of me
and said, “Stick your head under the water and eat my pussy
slave!” I stuck my head down between her legs and started
lapping away. When I came up for a breath, she would count to
three and then push my head back into her crotch. When she tired
of this she had me wash her entire body. When I finished, she
stepped out of the tub, dried herself off, and threw me the wet
towel to dry off with. “I know you love to wear that G-string.”
She said. “So just keep it on slave, and go into the bedroom
when you’re done drying off.”

Dominant Wife Happy Husband

February 26th, 2008

I love to be sexually dominated, and I am married to a very
beautiful woman who utilizes my obedience to the maximum.
She knows that when I am sexually aroused there is nothing I
won’t do for her. She often makes me go a few days without
cumming, knowing that I will be that much more aroused and
submissive. The other night I arrived home and found her laying
on the couch wearing a short satin robe. As soon as I saw her I
developed an immediate erection, thus becoming a slave to her
desires. She ordered me onto my hands and knees and commanded me
to crawl to her side. She then raised her foot to my face and
said “Lick my foot slave!” I happily licked her foot as she
rubbed it all over my face. She then pushed my face away with
her foot and tossed a satin G-string at me saying, “Put on your
uniform, and go draw me a bath slave!” I answered, “Yes Master.”
And went to the bathroom to change into the G-string and prepare
her bath.
As soon as I finished readying her bath she entered the
bathroom and told me to get on my hands and knees in the tub. I
started to remove the G-string, but she told me to leave it on.
I got on my hands and knees and she removed her robe to reveal
her beautiful naked body. She sat down in the tub in front of me
and said, “Stick your head under the water and eat my pussy
slave!” I stuck my head down between her legs and started
lapping away. When I came up for a breath, she would count to
three and then push my head back into her crotch. When she tired
of this she had me wash her entire body. When I finished, she
stepped out of the tub, dried herself off, and threw me the wet
towel to dry off with. “I know you love to wear that G-string.”
She said. “So just keep it on slave, and go into the bedroom
when you’re done drying off.”
I finished drying, except for the soggy G-string, and went
into the bedroom. My raging hard-on was sticking out the top of
the pouch on the G-string. She walked into the bedroom a few
minutes later wearing a red satin camisole, garter belt, nylons
and black patent leather pumps. She came over to the edge of the
bed where I was sitting, grabbed my balls through the pouch, and
told me to open my mouth. She then stuffed my mouth with a couple
pairs of her panties and tied a scarf around my head to form a
gag. She then found a thick rubber band and doubled it, and slipped
it over my balls- the pain was excrusating. Now she bound my
wrists behind my back and tied my ankles together to insure I was
fairly immobile. My balls really began to hurt. As she finished
tying me up I wondered what she had in store for me this evening.
She usually didn’t tie me up, since I’m always very cooperative.
“Get up, slave!” She ordered. I stood up unsteadily and
she pushed me toward the closet. We have a walk-in closet in our
bedroom with a mirror on the door. I hobbled toward the closet
as quickly as the bonds on my ankles would permit. She opened
the door and inside was a chair which she motioned for me to sit
in. Once I was seated, she securely tied me to the chair with
rope. She reached down and seized my rock-hard cock in her hand
and said, “Don’t make a sound until I return. Do you understand?”
I nodded my head. She walked out of the closet and closed the
door behind her. I was left sitting in the darkness of the closet
with a raging hard-on, not knowing what was next.
I sat in darkness for at least a half-hour before I heard
anything outside the closet. I heard the bedroom light switch
click and when the lights in the bedroom came on I was startled
by the fact that I could see into the bedroom from within the
closet. My wife had installed a one-way mirror on the closet
door in place of the mirror that had been there. I could see the
entire bed from where I was sitting and nobody could see me. I
about died when my wife entered the bedroom followed by a young
man I had never seen before. She was still wearing the lingerie
she had on earlier, but he was completely naked. He looked to be
in his early twenties and was probably a local college student.
He had his hands all over her as he followed her onto the bed.
Soon this guy was banging my wife from behind with a
vengeance as they moaned in ecstasy. I thought I would be
jealous, but instead I was extremely turned on. The more my wife
enjoyed it, the more arousing it was for me. My cock was so hard
it hurt. They paused briefly to change to the missionary
position and I heard my wife say, “You’d better hurry because my
husband will be home soon.” This guy didn’t need any more
encouragement. He started pumping like you wouldn’t believe. My
wife started moaning and trembling in orgasm as he continued
pumping. She then reached around his ass and tickled his balls
with her fingernails. That was all it took for him, as he pumped
a load of come into my wife’s pussy.
As soon as his convulsions ceased, my wife told him that her
husband would be home any minute and that he had better go. He
quickly thanked her and left the bedroom to collect his clothes
and leave. My wife remained on the bed with her legs spread,
pointed her glistening cunt in my direction. My cock was so hard
now that it felt like I was sitting on a steel pipe. My wife
rose when she knew her visitor had departed and walked over to
the closet. She opened the door and I thought I would soon be
released from my bonds, But I was wrong.
She looked down at my raging hard-on with a smile and said,
“It looks like you enjoyed the show.” I nodded in approval. She
smiled a wicked smile as she untied me from the chair and removed
the gag. “The fun’s not over yet little slave.” She said. “Now
go get on your knees at the edge of the bed.” I hobbled, as
before, over to the edge of the bed, not knowing what could
possibly be in store for me now. When I got into position she
walked over and sat on the edge of the bed in front of me. She
then opened her legs and stuck her finger into her still sopping
cunt. She then grabbed my balls with her other hand, eased her
gooey finger out, and held it up to my mouth. “Lick it slave!”
she commanded. I licked her finger like a lollipop until it was
clean.
I could taste the cum of the young stud that had just
serviced her, mixed with her own sexual secretions. She giggled
as she offered me another gooey finger to lick clean and said.
“We’ve got to make sure we get every last drop, huh?” I nodded,
and continued to lick and suck her finger. When she finished
feeding me she looked down at my crotch and said, “I’ll bet you’d
like to relive some pressure.” “Yes.” I gasped, as it was all I
could do to keep from cumming at this point. She just giggled and
said, “Well, I don’t want you to make a mess all over so just
wait here a minute.”
She then left the room and quickly returned with a box of
plastic wrap. She sat back down in front of me and unraveled a
couple feet of the plastic wrap. “This ought to do,” she said,
as she tore the wrap from the box. She then carefully wrapped
and sealed my engorged cock in plastic wrap, forming a reservoir
at the top. “Now you won’t make a mess!” She said giggling.
She then spread some K-Y jelly all over the plastic wrap and
began firmly and stongly jagging my cock off. She kept pumping
my cock harder and harder until I couldn’t take it any more as
she spurted every last drop of cum out of me.
I watched as I quickly swelled the reservoir at the tip of my
cock. The last damn thing she did was to pull off that rubber band
still tightly wrapped around my balls. As she did so, it gave off
a little twang and one more cum shot dripped out.
I was now completely exhausted!

Husband In Bondage

February 24th, 2008

My wife, Diana, and I are swingers and as such we have quite
a lot of sexual adventures. We both love threesomes as well as
swinging with other couples. Linda, one of my wife’s friends has
fucked me many times and I love to screw her any time she comes
over to visit. She is a sexual powerhouse with beautiful breasts
and a smooth firm ass that is near perfection.
One day, late in the afternoon, I had just taken a shower
and had lain down to take a short nap, as we had planned (or so I
thought) to go out and party that night. When I awoke I found
myself tied, with neckties to the bed. Diana was smiling at me
and then I saw Linda looking at me as well! I said, “I hope you
girls aren’t planning anything painful for me”. Linda winked at
Diana and coyly whispered “Not as long as you’re a good little
boy and do everything we tell you”. I was a little astonished to
find myself in this position but decided to go along with it as I
had very little choice anyway. Read the rest of this entry »