Marla was young still, right? She was still hot, right? She’d gotten married at 24. The first year or so had been great, but life had gotten in the way the last few years and at this point she was more just going through the motions. Her tits weren’t quite as perky as they’d been
I handed around the drinks and snacks then knelt at the foot of the recliners awaiting instructions. They were all engrossed in conversation. Then Max turned to me; “So cuckold, I hear that you’ve been permitted to cum again under Sheridan’s feet”. “Yes Sir, I was very privileged”. “The next time you cum cucky, you’ll
Marley was hungry. She hung up the phone with her dad, her head swimming. She was a small girl and couldn’t tell if her head felt light because she’d skipped lunch, or because she felt so overwhelmed with all the things her father expected of her. Her step-b*****r Joey poked his head into the den.
My name is Amee. I am 24 years old and I am currently working as a volunteer in a remote community educational project in Southeast Asia. The conditions are very Spartan and the nights are long, my only enjoyment being my thoughts, fantasies and fingers. Like many girls I suppose, I remember every delicious second
One hour later I was kneeling beside the pool, in my harness, at the ends of the recliners Mistress Gemma and Princess Sheridan lounged on nonchalantly in their bikinis. Princess spoke, “So Gemma, we’ve fried his balls with electricity, squashed them in our hand till they popped, and kicked them so hard they ended up
What?” I asked, feigning confusion. “Don’t you dare fall in love with me,” she said in a pissed off tone. I couldn’t tell if her tone was serious or mock. “I…,” was all I was able to mutter. “You’re honestly not going to invite me back to your apartment so you can fuck my brains
I heard Gemma’s voice from the bedroom. “Come on Max. What’s happening? I’m horny and I need your cock between my legs”. “Coming Gemma. I was just having a little chat with our cuckold, you know, explaining a few of my new Rules now that I’ll be living here”. He then turned and addressed me.
It’s warm for this time of year and the bulk of the research work had finished. The research teams from several associated universities had left last week and the rotating maintenance crew had left this morning. I had volunteered to manage the monitoring stations until the summer crew arrived in the next few days, then
I transferred in the spring as a first semester sophomore to a medium sized fairly conservative college in rural Pennsylvania. I lived in the regular dorms, which was okay, but most of the guys had already formed friendships. And I am not really into the crazy college age male bonding, at least not in the
Remember the old saying goes?????, the fastest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Did you ever wonder, though, that when preparing a feast for a man, including strawberries in the menu is always a must? Strawberries are often whimsically referred to as the fruit of love. The one obvious reason is the
“You realize this wouldn’t have happened to you if you’d stayed in your own social class cucky. There’s bound to be sluts out there who would have let you have sex with them in return for a house and car. But not me, I wanted more but I knew I could dominate you from our
It’s clear why you want to call me…you’re just another cum-loving sissy boy that is just dying to be humiliated by me. You sit there in your panties that you probably stole from your wife, calling me and begging to watch me fuck other men as you rub your tiny itty bitty thing you call
The following morning I was released and made Mistress breakfast before providing my face to her for footrest duties. She pretty well ignored me when we were together and headed off for a shower soon after, having sent a few texts while eating. I could hear Mistress upstairs in the shower when I noticed she
It was my Senior year in high school and I was really enjoying all the fun I was having. Most of my requirements had been met to graduate and so I just had to take 3 classes for the year and not miss many days and I would graduate. I had become friends with Kathy
I was hitching home at the middle of my first term in university. It was pouring, I hadn’t got a lift and it was now getting late enough that I was not likely to, I was soaked and pissed off. A smart new car screeched to a halt down the road and I ran to
My name is Sandra, aged 35 housewife, living in a village in Tamilnadu, India. Now I become a prostitute not professional but like to go and have sex to a few. It happened one day, when my hubby was upsonded due to a mistake done by him and was wanted by a government officer. The
“You’ll be pleased to know that I pump iron at the gym too faggot. I’m stronger than I look, as you’re balls are about to find out. Look into my eyes. I’m gonna ask you some questions and I want completely honest answers. If I suspect you’re lying to me, I’ll make you a eunuch
As soon as we returned home, Mistress Gemma spoke, “Take off your clothes and clean up the back yard in your harness faggot. Clean the pool too cause Max is coming over this arvo and we’re gonna have a swim and a laze around the pool. Chop chop”. I hurried to tidy the yard and
I parked outside the The Bordello, an adult store downtown, and entered with Mistress. Sure enough, the salesperson was a young female, early 20s, dressed punk-style all in black with heavy make-up, a pierced lip and nose, and a bad attitude, probably from dealing with all the perverts like me who visited the store. She
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Sally screamed. She was still dressed in her work uniform, and she had come home from a long shift to find this! Abram sat there, stunned. He hadn’t expected his sister to be home this early, he thought he had a few extra minutes. But here she stood, cringing, glaring daggers
This happens when I was sec 3. That day was a Monday. All of us were release at around 2pm. jenny was one of the most chio gal in my school. Her B cup and her sexy butt made her body so attractive. All the boys in our school were mad about her. Jolin was
My own wife calling me a loser was unbearable but I had to face facts, she was right. I made the coffees and they appeared shortly after. I served them then knelt before them. They ignored me for a while then Gemma spoke, “By the way cucky, I’ve cancelled our housekeeper and yardman. You’re going
James and I were getting ready for bed. We had been married for over 20 years when James confronted me, saying that our sex life was leaving her wanting. Sure, she said I cun regularly but there’s something missing. We had had our troubles a few years ago, bith of us wandering from our monogamous
It was a hot summer and I had been waiting all the years of my life to finally take my womanly growing body to the beach with a barely little coverings on. I was smooth all over, I had bought the best bikini top and a string bottom from the downtown surf shop. I put
The Boss was holding a bag and he then reached into it and produced two items, a collar and leash, and a blindfold. He handed them to Gemma. “Strip cucky, then kneel again”, she said. Mistress then placed the collar around my neck and pulled the blindfold into place. “Follow me loser”. Mistress dragged me
Finally, I can tell my story without worrying too much. So let’s just get straight to the story. I was 18 at the time. After my exams, I decided to find a part time job. So I went looking for one. After a few days I found a job at a food and beverage place.
Gemma released me the next morning and I made her breakfast then lay under her feet. There was no conversation. It was becoming apparent that her interest in me was purely functional, what I could do for her. Her phone buzzed. “That was the Boss cucky. He’s feeling horny so he’s coming over in an
Hi everyone … my name is Nirmala. Thanks to a husband who prefers to spend most of the year working overseas, my son Ravi and I have been living together as husband and wife for two wonderful years. Both of us won’t have it any other way and look forward to many more years of
“Get your face under my feet cucky”. I started to speak when a jolt of electricity passed through my balls. “That was a 4 cucky. I’ve been trained to use this collar around your balls and basically 4 is uncomfortable, 6 is painful, 8 is very painful and 10 is agony. The dial goes from
“Darling, do you remember Jamal?” Of course I remembered him. He introduced us to married sex with a black man a few months after we were married. “What about Jamal?” “He called to ask whether we might spend next weekend together at a resort in the mountains.” “That sounds like fun. What do you think?
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