When last we left Ted he was just starting to wake up and hearing voices and now the continuation of the adventures of Ted :
As his eyes lids flutter open he hears voices , they sound female. Then he remembers where he is as his head starts to clear, he tries to move about but can't. He hears footsteps getting closer from the sound of them there seems to be 4 or 5 other people in the room. His eyes finally start to adjust and that is when he notices how he is confined, it is some strange box with holes where his hands and feet go leaving the rest of him exposed.
One of the Ladies comes forward and as she does she says " Oh look he is awake this will be so much more pleasurable now." Ted tries to turn his head to see who is talking but has a hard time of it being in this darn box of sorts. The Lady that was talking moves in closer and rest an arm on the box this time looking at Ted as she speaks. She says " Well good evening so glad you came to my name is Raffi but you will be calling me Miss Raffi." Ted tries to speak but Miss Raffi shushes him right off,she says "Now Now all in good time for now you just need to know that we are having a party and you are the guest of honor so to speak." Ted clears his throat a bit bewildered and confused stammers out " Parrrtty and guest of honor?" "Why yes ." Miss Raffi says.
As Miss Raffi continues to talk she lets the young man know it is a glory hole party and at the end if he is very good he shall be let go at the end of the evenings fun. Ted is trying to take this all in as he sees the others in the room move in closer and gets a look at them for the first time, he sees the bartender and the Lady he had been talking to before things went dark.
Miss Raffi introduces the Ladies one by one , Ted finds out that the Lady he was talking to was someone named Miss Eva and the bartenders name was Miss Pamela, there were two other Ladies standing on either side of the box and he was told their names were Lady Summer and Miss Nej.
Ted still wasn't sure what the heck was going, all he knew was he was in some kind of trouble and with his mind racing wasn't sure if he could figure a way out of it. All of a sudden he feels a finger run up and down his asshole. He jumps a bit and realizes for the first time he is naked inside the box. He hears a Ladies voice saying "OOOH Ladies we might have a virgin here!" All the Ladies take a turn walking around the box to get a look as each one passes by a smile comes across their face. They walk over to a drawer and a few pf the Ladies pull out a strapon and puts it on. After they have finished they walk back over toward Ted.
Miss Pamela makes it around to the front facing Ted, while Miss Eva leans in over the box looking Ted in the face and asking him" Well Ted do you take it up the ass?" as Ted tries to speak , Miss Pamela takes advantage of the moment and slides her strapon into Ted's mouth. Ted about gags on it. Miss Eva says " Seems you have your mouth full there Ted and it is impolite to talk with your mouth full." As she is saying that she walks to the back of the box .
While Miss Eva is taking her place ,Miss Pamela says" That's right Ted best do a good job on that I don't use lube!' All the other Ladies gather in closer as they do Lady Summer says." Say Pam that is a pretty good idea lets making him work for it." As Miss Pamela is working on one end of Ted ,Miss Eva starts on the other end first stretching the anus with her finger and a bit of lube.
While Miss Eva is doing that Lady Summer joins Miss Eva and eyes the ass that is sticking out of the box and just can't fight the urge to start spanking it lightly at first and with each whack a little harder each time. Before you know it poor Ted's bottom is nice and red.
As Miss Pamela continues to use Ted's mouth for her own fun, Miss Eva starts to use his ass by lubing the strapon first and the positioning the strapon in front of his anus as she does she pushes it through slowly at first and then beginnings to pick up speed with each thrust. As she is doing this Ted lets out a gasp only as loud as the strapon in his mouth will allow. Miss Pamela grins and says " Well Eva don't know what your doing but he seems to like it." Miss Eva finishes her turn. Saying back to Miss Pamela "You know I think your right, well he is nice and loose now for your turn."
As Miss Pamela slide the strapon from Ted's mouth she says" Lets see how good a job you did their boy on lubing this up for me." Miss Pamela starts to take her turn with the strapon as Lady Summer continues to spank his ass alternating from cheek to cheek. As she does she says."Now Ted this is for your own good cause we know all boys are bad boys without proper training." While this is going on Miss Nej applies a couple nipple clamps and each time Lady Summer gives Ted's ass a whack Miss Nej flicks the clamps and Ted lets out a loud moan. As Miss Pamela finishes up Miss Raffi moves toward the back waiting for her turn, Miss Pamela gives her a wink as she slides out her strapon and says "Next!"
Miss Raffi eyes the work that has been and says "Very nice Ladies, very nice indeed." All this while Ted is trying to catch his breath as he does Miss Raffi says " Well strapons are nice but I preferm my hand." As she says this Ted's eyes go wide and he starts to stutter "Hanndd!" "Why yes I like the personal touch." Miss Raffi says. She starts with the fingers working her way till the whole hand is inside as she does Ted is biting his lip and every once in awhile a moan escapes. Miss Raffi finally has her hand all the way inside and starts to work it back and for and she does Lady Summer just can't resist going back to spanking poor Ted's ass which is red as a tomato right about now.
Ted starts to cry out as he does Miss Nej goes back to the nipple claps and begins to twist and pull on them. Ted's head is racing right now wondering why all of sudden he feels more alive now then ever before. As Miss Raffi finishes up she steps aside then Miss Nej takes her turn,while Miss Nej does Lady Summer walks to the front of the box and start to whisper in Ted's ear which must be good because Ted starts to get a smile on his face and the smile turns into a grimace ever now and then with each stroke of the strapon by Miss Nej as she finishes up she lets the strapon slide out and gives Ted's ass a playful swat saying "Good boy!"
Miss Raffi walks over to the front of the box and looks at Ted and say " Well Ladies what do you think was Ted good or what shall we let him go as promised?" Ted tries to speak but for a moment all he can do is catch his breath. Once he is finally able to he says a bit out of breath " But I don't wish to go." it was a surprise to him did he really say that he must have cause he heard his own voice say it. Miss Raffi looks at the Ladies and then back to Ted and says " Well this is a surprise indeed."
She goes on to say " Are you sure because there is a place a very special place that we could send you." Ted thinks for a moment and asks " Well if I went to the place would I be able to take it up the ass?" As he says this all the Ladies get a smile on their face and start to chuckle bit. Miss Raffi says " But of course you can dear boy, that is what we are famous for." As he hears the words and sees the Ladies laughing he can't but smile him self and says "Yes please I wish to go please!" Miss Raffi says "Very well then Ladies can you help me get this boy out of the box." Once Ted is free from the box he asks "What is this place called by the way if you please?" Miss Raffi says " The Dominion of course!" Ted isn't sure what happened all he knows is his life changed after what he went through, seeing the Ladies enjoy them self knowing he had something to do with it and didn't want the feeling to stop he now had a purpose in life the end......... or is it.....
Saturday, June 15, 2013
The Assistant Part IV by Lady Crissy
The Assistant - Part IV - The Assessment
[Note: At the end of Part III, Miss Night was giving her new assistant a proper "orientation" to the job and was pulling down his pants....]
I pulled his pants down slowly and let them slide down over his hips to pool at his ankles. I slipped fingertips into the waistband of his boxer briefs, paused and then pulled them down a few inches. The shiver it elicited made me smile.
"Miss Night," he hurried to add, more than a bit breathless, "I have no expectations but to fulfill the duties you assign to me, Miss. Please believe me" He wa excited, nervous, and I believed what he said which made it all more perfect.
I remained silent as I pulled down the boxer briefs down his hips and legs until they too slid down to his ankles. I took a step back to appraise him. He was blushing a hard red and his eyes remained glued to my feet. He made no effort to cover his absolute arousal, but instead put his hands behind his back, clasping them.
"Damn right, aaron," I said, walking around in back of him. I raised my stocking foot and put it firmly on his ass before pushing him hard face down onto my desk. There was a thud as he impacted with the desk and an "oof" of surprise as the wind was knocked out of him. The fact that his hard cock probably hit the desk too Im sure didn't help.
I stepped up behind him and pressed my pelvis tight to his bare bottom, reaching over him to grab a handful of hair, pulling up his head. He shuddered under me. I spoke clearly and firmly.
"You are here to serve me and please me, aaron. That's all you need to focus on, boy. This IS what you wanted, isn't it?" I sneered, hearing him breathing quickly.
"Yes, Miss Night," he replied, his voice strained. "I will serve you with all that I have, Miss." I could hear the fear, but also determination.
I let go of his hair and took a couple of steps back. "We'll see, boy." I stated and smacked his bare ass hard with an open hand. "Up and back on your knees." I watched him rise and though shaken, slid back to his knees in front of me.
"Did I scare you, aaron?" I asked him with a smirk.
He stammered a bit in answering. "Only in a good way, Miss Night. " He continued, "I'm not giving up, Miss."
I was intrigued and amused. I looked down at the young man. Scared but aroused, and wanting... it was sexual, but not sex that he wanted. His hunger was palpable. I ran a fingertip over his lips.
"Ok, aaron. Then lets begin." I left him to walk back around to the back of my desk, and taking a notepad, I wrote down an address. I put my fingertips on the page and slid it across the desk closer to him.
"Stand up, take this note and go to this address on Monday morning. Ask for Lady Constance. She'll make sure you have everything you need. You start work on Tuesday morning."
"Thank you Miss Night. I won't waste this opportunity," he said, scrambling to his feet and picking up the note.
"Get dressed aaron, and get out. I'm done with you today." I watched him dress quickly. "Oh, and aaron?" I asked, watching his skin disappear under the clothing.
"Yes Miss Night?" He paused.
'Think hard about this. Talk to your mentor."
"I will Miss Night, thank you." He quickly put on his jacket and with a smile disappeared quickly through the door.
Time will tell.... I laughed. Constance is going to have a blast.
End of Part IV.
[Note: At the end of Part III, Miss Night was giving her new assistant a proper "orientation" to the job and was pulling down his pants....]
I pulled his pants down slowly and let them slide down over his hips to pool at his ankles. I slipped fingertips into the waistband of his boxer briefs, paused and then pulled them down a few inches. The shiver it elicited made me smile.
"Miss Night," he hurried to add, more than a bit breathless, "I have no expectations but to fulfill the duties you assign to me, Miss. Please believe me" He wa excited, nervous, and I believed what he said which made it all more perfect.
I remained silent as I pulled down the boxer briefs down his hips and legs until they too slid down to his ankles. I took a step back to appraise him. He was blushing a hard red and his eyes remained glued to my feet. He made no effort to cover his absolute arousal, but instead put his hands behind his back, clasping them.
"Damn right, aaron," I said, walking around in back of him. I raised my stocking foot and put it firmly on his ass before pushing him hard face down onto my desk. There was a thud as he impacted with the desk and an "oof" of surprise as the wind was knocked out of him. The fact that his hard cock probably hit the desk too Im sure didn't help.
I stepped up behind him and pressed my pelvis tight to his bare bottom, reaching over him to grab a handful of hair, pulling up his head. He shuddered under me. I spoke clearly and firmly.
"You are here to serve me and please me, aaron. That's all you need to focus on, boy. This IS what you wanted, isn't it?" I sneered, hearing him breathing quickly.
"Yes, Miss Night," he replied, his voice strained. "I will serve you with all that I have, Miss." I could hear the fear, but also determination.
I let go of his hair and took a couple of steps back. "We'll see, boy." I stated and smacked his bare ass hard with an open hand. "Up and back on your knees." I watched him rise and though shaken, slid back to his knees in front of me.
"Did I scare you, aaron?" I asked him with a smirk.
He stammered a bit in answering. "Only in a good way, Miss Night. " He continued, "I'm not giving up, Miss."
I was intrigued and amused. I looked down at the young man. Scared but aroused, and wanting... it was sexual, but not sex that he wanted. His hunger was palpable. I ran a fingertip over his lips.
"Ok, aaron. Then lets begin." I left him to walk back around to the back of my desk, and taking a notepad, I wrote down an address. I put my fingertips on the page and slid it across the desk closer to him.
"Stand up, take this note and go to this address on Monday morning. Ask for Lady Constance. She'll make sure you have everything you need. You start work on Tuesday morning."
"Thank you Miss Night. I won't waste this opportunity," he said, scrambling to his feet and picking up the note.
"Get dressed aaron, and get out. I'm done with you today." I watched him dress quickly. "Oh, and aaron?" I asked, watching his skin disappear under the clothing.
"Yes Miss Night?" He paused.
'Think hard about this. Talk to your mentor."
"I will Miss Night, thank you." He quickly put on his jacket and with a smile disappeared quickly through the door.
Time will tell.... I laughed. Constance is going to have a blast.
End of Part IV.
Saturday, June 8, 2013
June 8, 2013 Impromptu Confessions
To the one reading this:
You should know, saying what you said, made me feel proud. Thank you. It means a lot.
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the light the glowed black
moon light glowing his eyes yet glow bright as she makes her way to his chest as she brings the belt that glows with the light shining
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I like mittens, how they restrict the moment of fingers.
Locked mittens in leather that stays on, even during night.
Mittens also padded like paws if one crawl on ground, on all four.
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I have a crush but its not secret. He knows, and anyone that could see us in IMs would know. The flirting, the openness, the fun. I used to think that nothing could come of it. But now, we are both different. More experienced, more sure that we have more than just a fleeting lust. When I talk to him, even in text, I feel love. I know that's what it is now. I'm sure. Its unmistakable, and its clear he feels the same. He's been waiting for me. That means this cannot be ignored any longer. It's time.
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The story begins with a pretty pink and white pair of panties my Mistress, as well as myself, likes for me to wear.
It was a rather normal day, I had just left my house to make a run to the grocery for the usual things, Milk, Bread, cookies, ground turkey, I was casually walking through the store as i collected my items listening contently to my music played through my phone. Once i had everything i needed I headed for the check out lane, placing each item on the belt and awaiting my turn to pay. The cashier slowly began to ring up my items, one by one, until it was time to pay. I reach for my wallet and pull it out in front of me but it slips and falls to the floor at my feet. Without a second thought i bend forward to pick it up, without realizing that my shirt had ridden up my back to expose the top lacy edge of my very pretty panties. I quickly stood back up and pulled my shirt back down awkwardly smiling to the women behind me. Stepping forward and running my information through the machine to pay, the women behind me as she is placing her items on the belt leans in slowly and whispers ever so softly into my ear "So you like Lace boy?". My heart quickly skips a beat and my face turns completely red as i grab my receipt and hastily exit the store after giving her a quick and embarrassed smile...
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She is so kind, offering me to be here for me, when I'm the first time here. I could kneel at Her feet. Of course I wouldn't, I don't dare.
She has a gentle heart, that is so easy to feel. If only more Dommes would care like She does.
For me, this is touching, it is reaching me.
Thank You, Miss
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I never would have guessed things could work out so beautifully, my cup runneth over.
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I love how my Mistress keeps me on the edge, teasing and tormenting me until I'm almost there, then stopping. The ache she builds again and again makes me feel so very owned. I never thought being denied would feel this good!
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I want to fuck my boy like Master Richard!
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I keep falling for these Damn Canadian men
While they are Impossible to handle ..
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It made me cry, hearing Joracus read my confession and I know that I have everyone here behind me, even if you don't know who you are helping.
Dominion has become my home and I am happy to call most of you family.
Thank you
xoxo
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You should know, saying what you said, made me feel proud. Thank you. It means a lot.
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the light the glowed black
moon light glowing his eyes yet glow bright as she makes her way to his chest as she brings the belt that glows with the light shining
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I like mittens, how they restrict the moment of fingers.
Locked mittens in leather that stays on, even during night.
Mittens also padded like paws if one crawl on ground, on all four.
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I have a crush but its not secret. He knows, and anyone that could see us in IMs would know. The flirting, the openness, the fun. I used to think that nothing could come of it. But now, we are both different. More experienced, more sure that we have more than just a fleeting lust. When I talk to him, even in text, I feel love. I know that's what it is now. I'm sure. Its unmistakable, and its clear he feels the same. He's been waiting for me. That means this cannot be ignored any longer. It's time.
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The story begins with a pretty pink and white pair of panties my Mistress, as well as myself, likes for me to wear.
It was a rather normal day, I had just left my house to make a run to the grocery for the usual things, Milk, Bread, cookies, ground turkey, I was casually walking through the store as i collected my items listening contently to my music played through my phone. Once i had everything i needed I headed for the check out lane, placing each item on the belt and awaiting my turn to pay. The cashier slowly began to ring up my items, one by one, until it was time to pay. I reach for my wallet and pull it out in front of me but it slips and falls to the floor at my feet. Without a second thought i bend forward to pick it up, without realizing that my shirt had ridden up my back to expose the top lacy edge of my very pretty panties. I quickly stood back up and pulled my shirt back down awkwardly smiling to the women behind me. Stepping forward and running my information through the machine to pay, the women behind me as she is placing her items on the belt leans in slowly and whispers ever so softly into my ear "So you like Lace boy?". My heart quickly skips a beat and my face turns completely red as i grab my receipt and hastily exit the store after giving her a quick and embarrassed smile...
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She is so kind, offering me to be here for me, when I'm the first time here. I could kneel at Her feet. Of course I wouldn't, I don't dare.
She has a gentle heart, that is so easy to feel. If only more Dommes would care like She does.
For me, this is touching, it is reaching me.
Thank You, Miss
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I never would have guessed things could work out so beautifully, my cup runneth over.
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I love how my Mistress keeps me on the edge, teasing and tormenting me until I'm almost there, then stopping. The ache she builds again and again makes me feel so very owned. I never thought being denied would feel this good!
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I want to fuck my boy like Master Richard!
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I keep falling for these Damn Canadian men
While they are Impossible to handle ..
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It made me cry, hearing Joracus read my confession and I know that I have everyone here behind me, even if you don't know who you are helping.
Dominion has become my home and I am happy to call most of you family.
Thank you
xoxo
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I want to sell someone for a dollar. I want to watch them perform for someone else. I want them used throughly.
I want to see them cry. I want the tears that come from being roughly taken by a stranger. I want them to crawl back to me. I want them to kiss the tips of my glossy patent heels. I want them to rub their cheek against my calf and then thigh. Working till upright on their knees, I thrust my hands in their hair. Soothing him.
"There, there, my love. Good boy" and he shudders.
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I was mad at my boy this week because I haven't seen him online for a while. I was not pleasant, but he knows as I do the reason ... you see my boy is having tests to see if he has cancer and I'm scared for him. We played out the scene of me telling him off and him contritely saying sorry Mistress. Translated it was I love you and keep me in the loop ... and Im sorry Mistress I've been trying to keep so busy I dont think about it and I love you too.
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Respect is the foundation of a submissive.
So why are there so many so-called subs who show none?
Is this just about your kinks?
Are you just trying to get off?
Learn to show respect first. If you can't do that for the Ladies of this sim, then perhaps you belong somewhere else.
Sincerely Yours,
A submissive
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The Wonder of Him
He brings me joy in difficult times: My solace, my peace. His laughter is music, his whimpers intoxicating. Our moments together have taught me to believe in possibilities again. He is mine, there is no question.
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Well, I confess she busts my balls when I make really bad puns, and loves to make me edge for hours on end, teasing and torturing me along the way...and I wouldn't have it any other way,
I adore this woman, and feel blessed to discover how amazing she is as each day she lets me slowly in.
Alice Part 3 by Anonymous
After a few minutes of chitchat Mistress Angela left Pete/Alice in the hands of the two men and sat down in the couch to watch. After a few minutes Mistress Janice joined her and they say gently fondling and kissing each other while the men took care of Pete/Alice.
The man called Richard looked at Pete/Alice and said: "Well Alice, you little slut, I'm Master Richard and this is Master Anthony. We are here to teach you how worship a cock properly. We will tolerate no disobedience and no hesitation.
Let's get started." Both men now dropped their jackets and stood with bare upper bodies in front of Pete/Alice. They removed his arm binder and he now stood with his arms free for the first time in over 24 hours, but he didn't try to resist.
There were too many against him, they were too strong and he was still wearing the mittens rendering his hands useless. Master Richard commanded him to kneel and Pete/Alice complied. He now looked directly into Master Richard's crotch as he undid his fly and took out his massive member. Pete/Alice knew what was going to happen and it filled him with revulsion, but he knew that he could not refuse. When the cock hung out Master Richard instructed him in how to lick and suck it. Pete/Alice hesitated here and this was instantly punished by Master Anthony as he caned Pete/Alice's bare ass. He quickly began performing his duties and with a bit more encouragement from Master Anthony's cane he even did so eagerly, if rather ineptly. Soon he was sucking Master Richard's huge, rock-hard cock, looking Master Richard in the eyes as he had been instructed, never looking away. He felt Master Richard's orgasm build and prepared himself to swallow the cum, knowing that he mustn't spill a single drop. This proved beyond his capabilities as Master Richard's cock sprayed its huge load into his mouth, and a thin stream of cum ran down his chin.
After swallowing Pete/Alice had to fight off the urge to vomit. This combined with him spilling cum definitely did not go down well with two masters, who started hurling abuse at him as they punished him, Master Anthony caning him while Master Richard whipped him with a leather strap. Soon he was reduced to a sobbing wreck and promised to do better next time. He was given the opportunity to prove this as Master Anthony stood before him and commanded him to suck his cock. His dick was at least as big as Master Anthony's and soon Pete/Alice was sucking this too. When Master Anthony came he was more prepared for what was about to come and almost succeeded in swallowing all the cum spewing into his mouth. Of course his repeated failure to perform his duties properly resulted in yet another round of whipping. By now his body was covered in welts and there wasn't a singe spot on his body that didn't hurt. It was especially painful when the cane struck his balled up genitals.
When they had finished punishing him, Pete/Alice lay in a crumpled head crying, but of course this didn't stop them from continuing the training. Master Anthony addressed the slave: "Now its time for the one thing I know a virgin like you have been waiting for your whole life. Its time to pop that cherry." Pete/Alice began to scream and beg. Getting fucked up the ass was the worst thing he could imagine and he actually tried to escape in panic. All he accomplished was to get smacked around some more before Master Anthony twisted his arm and forced into a kneeling position, his ass pointing up. Master Anthony knelt down so that he held Pete/Alice's head between his knees, while Master Richard knelt between Pete/Alice's legs, spreading them wide as he undid his pants.
Pete/Alice cried and begged but there was no stopping Master Richard who applied a generous amount of some greasy substance to Pete/Alice's ass. "Don't you dare fight me now, bitch," Master Richard said, "Fighting will only make it more painful."
With that he pressed his rock-hard cock against Pete/Alice's tightly clenched asshole. He screamed in pain but could not stop Master Richard's thrusting and soon Master Richard's cock was pumping in and out of his ass while he cried. It took forever for Master Richard to cum, filling Pete/Alice's ass with hot jism. He was inconsolable as Master Richard withdrew but he didn't have time to cry. Master Richard shoved his cock in Pete/Alice's face and ordered him to clean it. Pete/Alice was broken by now and could not refuse. He licked Master Richard's cock, coated in a mixture of shit and jism, clean as he felt Master Anthony position himself between his legs. As small scream escaped him as Master Anthony's cock entered his sore ass, but he didn't have time or opportunity to scream or cry as Master Richard now ordered him to suck his cock.
The man called Richard looked at Pete/Alice and said: "Well Alice, you little slut, I'm Master Richard and this is Master Anthony. We are here to teach you how worship a cock properly. We will tolerate no disobedience and no hesitation.
Let's get started." Both men now dropped their jackets and stood with bare upper bodies in front of Pete/Alice. They removed his arm binder and he now stood with his arms free for the first time in over 24 hours, but he didn't try to resist.
There were too many against him, they were too strong and he was still wearing the mittens rendering his hands useless. Master Richard commanded him to kneel and Pete/Alice complied. He now looked directly into Master Richard's crotch as he undid his fly and took out his massive member. Pete/Alice knew what was going to happen and it filled him with revulsion, but he knew that he could not refuse. When the cock hung out Master Richard instructed him in how to lick and suck it. Pete/Alice hesitated here and this was instantly punished by Master Anthony as he caned Pete/Alice's bare ass. He quickly began performing his duties and with a bit more encouragement from Master Anthony's cane he even did so eagerly, if rather ineptly. Soon he was sucking Master Richard's huge, rock-hard cock, looking Master Richard in the eyes as he had been instructed, never looking away. He felt Master Richard's orgasm build and prepared himself to swallow the cum, knowing that he mustn't spill a single drop. This proved beyond his capabilities as Master Richard's cock sprayed its huge load into his mouth, and a thin stream of cum ran down his chin.
After swallowing Pete/Alice had to fight off the urge to vomit. This combined with him spilling cum definitely did not go down well with two masters, who started hurling abuse at him as they punished him, Master Anthony caning him while Master Richard whipped him with a leather strap. Soon he was reduced to a sobbing wreck and promised to do better next time. He was given the opportunity to prove this as Master Anthony stood before him and commanded him to suck his cock. His dick was at least as big as Master Anthony's and soon Pete/Alice was sucking this too. When Master Anthony came he was more prepared for what was about to come and almost succeeded in swallowing all the cum spewing into his mouth. Of course his repeated failure to perform his duties properly resulted in yet another round of whipping. By now his body was covered in welts and there wasn't a singe spot on his body that didn't hurt. It was especially painful when the cane struck his balled up genitals.
When they had finished punishing him, Pete/Alice lay in a crumpled head crying, but of course this didn't stop them from continuing the training. Master Anthony addressed the slave: "Now its time for the one thing I know a virgin like you have been waiting for your whole life. Its time to pop that cherry." Pete/Alice began to scream and beg. Getting fucked up the ass was the worst thing he could imagine and he actually tried to escape in panic. All he accomplished was to get smacked around some more before Master Anthony twisted his arm and forced into a kneeling position, his ass pointing up. Master Anthony knelt down so that he held Pete/Alice's head between his knees, while Master Richard knelt between Pete/Alice's legs, spreading them wide as he undid his pants.
Pete/Alice cried and begged but there was no stopping Master Richard who applied a generous amount of some greasy substance to Pete/Alice's ass. "Don't you dare fight me now, bitch," Master Richard said, "Fighting will only make it more painful."
With that he pressed his rock-hard cock against Pete/Alice's tightly clenched asshole. He screamed in pain but could not stop Master Richard's thrusting and soon Master Richard's cock was pumping in and out of his ass while he cried. It took forever for Master Richard to cum, filling Pete/Alice's ass with hot jism. He was inconsolable as Master Richard withdrew but he didn't have time to cry. Master Richard shoved his cock in Pete/Alice's face and ordered him to clean it. Pete/Alice was broken by now and could not refuse. He licked Master Richard's cock, coated in a mixture of shit and jism, clean as he felt Master Anthony position himself between his legs. As small scream escaped him as Master Anthony's cock entered his sore ass, but he didn't have time or opportunity to scream or cry as Master Richard now ordered him to suck his cock.
Why by Anonymous
Why?
It's a question so many people ask; why this, why that. It's a common question, then why is it so hard to answer?
I ask you one thing, you do something else.
I fell for you and than you were gone, and I don't know why and you never answered.
I kept quiet, not wanting anyone to know what was happening, and now I am letting it flow free. I'm tired of feeling so alone, feeling like people are out to get me.
I tried to find someone else, but you are still there in every decision I make, and I need to get you out of my head. I need to move on, but I still don't want others to know that I am struggling, that I am having so many thoughts.
Maybe I will go Vanilla, maybe I am not meant to be a part of the D/s community, but I don't think I will fit in well in the Vanilla community either.
I don't know what I will do, but it would be nice if you would tell me why you left and never came back.
So, I am done for now, or I might start to cry from writing this, and I will get over you, it just might take longer if you never tell me why.
A common question, but a question that so few can answer.
Anonymous
It's a question so many people ask; why this, why that. It's a common question, then why is it so hard to answer?
I ask you one thing, you do something else.
I fell for you and than you were gone, and I don't know why and you never answered.
I kept quiet, not wanting anyone to know what was happening, and now I am letting it flow free. I'm tired of feeling so alone, feeling like people are out to get me.
I tried to find someone else, but you are still there in every decision I make, and I need to get you out of my head. I need to move on, but I still don't want others to know that I am struggling, that I am having so many thoughts.
Maybe I will go Vanilla, maybe I am not meant to be a part of the D/s community, but I don't think I will fit in well in the Vanilla community either.
I don't know what I will do, but it would be nice if you would tell me why you left and never came back.
So, I am done for now, or I might start to cry from writing this, and I will get over you, it just might take longer if you never tell me why.
A common question, but a question that so few can answer.
Anonymous
My First Time by Goliath
"My First Time" by Goliath (baillin)
I was always a very shy and timid boy, I was never good flirting and rarely tired it. When I did it came off as awkward and forced. I blush and look away at a woman even smiling at me.I would never imagine that things like this might be attractive to a certain kind of lady. I learned differently.
One day I was at the mall looking to pick up a birthday gift for my brother’s wife. I ended up in some department store, I cannot recall the name. After walking up and down several aisles, I found myself in the women’s clothing section. There I stood looking at bras. I am not sure how long I stood there before I heard someone nearby. I looked over to my left and saw a Lady. She was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen in my life. Her eyes deep brown and seductive, Her skin the colour of a rich chocolate, Her hair darker then midnight and her figure? That of a goddess. She wore a red skirt that ended slightly above her knees and white top with a red blazer over it, red high heels that matched her red nails. Golden earrings hung from her earlobes. When her eyes met my own, I blushed. I looked away and thought to myself "Staring at women does not make me seem like a weirdo at all. Nope" I turned back and tried to make myself look busy, browsing through all the stuff on the aisle behind me until the Lady walked over.
She said, “You know, if you are looking to buy some underwear for a woman you should go across the food court. They have much better stuff there.”
I was barely able to look over at her. “How do you know I am here to buy something for someone?”
The Lady smiled and nodded down at my hand. I had forgotten I was holding a card from hall make with happy birthday written on the front. “An educated guess. It’s good you have that. If not, then you just look like a weirdo staring at women’s underwear in the middle of a department store.” She laughed.
I smiled “It would look odd indeed….even with the card it’s not the best thing to do”
She giggled. “So are you buying something for that special someone?”
“Oh no” I replied “I do not have a special someone in my life. I am looking for something for my brother’s wife”
She laughed again. “Your brother might not like it if you give his wife some underwear for her birthday”
“Oh” I said again. “I am not sure how I got over here really” I let out a nervous laugh.
“I see.” She said nodding. “So you do not have anyone special in your life? Not dating anyone”
I stared down at my shoes. “ Ah no. I have not been on a date with a woman in quite some time. In fact ,I cannot remember the last date I had. Probably at the end of high school some time.” I let out yet another nervous laugh.
The lady had a somewhat shocked look on her face.” Really?! Hrmm interesting. So stop me if I am going to far but you have….been to bed with a woman before right?”
Looking around with my face beet red: “Ahhh no no I have not. I have ah just not been lucky enough as of yet.”
She took a step closer to me. “Would you like to be that lucky” She said running a hand down my arm.
My knees almost bucked under me. My breath had tuned shaky and rapid. I could not believe what I was hearing and I replied in a higher voice then before” I would like to be at some point yes”
She took a another step closer and pressed up against me. Her breath was sweet. “If you like you may be lucky enough soon. Would you like that?” Her eye locking on to mine.
Even though I towered over her I felt dwarfed by this woman. I could not speak. All I could do was nod my head with my mouth gapping open. A bulge rising in my pants.
She giggled and took a bit of paper and a pen from her purse and wrote down her number and gave it to me. Then she took my chin in her hand and kissed my deeply and passionately. With that my throbbing cock exploded in my pants and I nearly collapsed.
She just looked down and smiled at me. “Call me as soon as you can. See you soon boy” She laughed turned and walked away her hips swing as she went, and me? I stood there, my lips shaped like I was still kissing.
To be continued...
I was always a very shy and timid boy, I was never good flirting and rarely tired it. When I did it came off as awkward and forced. I blush and look away at a woman even smiling at me.I would never imagine that things like this might be attractive to a certain kind of lady. I learned differently.
One day I was at the mall looking to pick up a birthday gift for my brother’s wife. I ended up in some department store, I cannot recall the name. After walking up and down several aisles, I found myself in the women’s clothing section. There I stood looking at bras. I am not sure how long I stood there before I heard someone nearby. I looked over to my left and saw a Lady. She was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen in my life. Her eyes deep brown and seductive, Her skin the colour of a rich chocolate, Her hair darker then midnight and her figure? That of a goddess. She wore a red skirt that ended slightly above her knees and white top with a red blazer over it, red high heels that matched her red nails. Golden earrings hung from her earlobes. When her eyes met my own, I blushed. I looked away and thought to myself "Staring at women does not make me seem like a weirdo at all. Nope" I turned back and tried to make myself look busy, browsing through all the stuff on the aisle behind me until the Lady walked over.
She said, “You know, if you are looking to buy some underwear for a woman you should go across the food court. They have much better stuff there.”
I was barely able to look over at her. “How do you know I am here to buy something for someone?”
The Lady smiled and nodded down at my hand. I had forgotten I was holding a card from hall make with happy birthday written on the front. “An educated guess. It’s good you have that. If not, then you just look like a weirdo staring at women’s underwear in the middle of a department store.” She laughed.
I smiled “It would look odd indeed….even with the card it’s not the best thing to do”
She giggled. “So are you buying something for that special someone?”
“Oh no” I replied “I do not have a special someone in my life. I am looking for something for my brother’s wife”
She laughed again. “Your brother might not like it if you give his wife some underwear for her birthday”
“Oh” I said again. “I am not sure how I got over here really” I let out a nervous laugh.
“I see.” She said nodding. “So you do not have anyone special in your life? Not dating anyone”
I stared down at my shoes. “ Ah no. I have not been on a date with a woman in quite some time. In fact ,I cannot remember the last date I had. Probably at the end of high school some time.” I let out yet another nervous laugh.
The lady had a somewhat shocked look on her face.” Really?! Hrmm interesting. So stop me if I am going to far but you have….been to bed with a woman before right?”
Looking around with my face beet red: “Ahhh no no I have not. I have ah just not been lucky enough as of yet.”
She took a step closer to me. “Would you like to be that lucky” She said running a hand down my arm.
My knees almost bucked under me. My breath had tuned shaky and rapid. I could not believe what I was hearing and I replied in a higher voice then before” I would like to be at some point yes”
She took a another step closer and pressed up against me. Her breath was sweet. “If you like you may be lucky enough soon. Would you like that?” Her eye locking on to mine.
Even though I towered over her I felt dwarfed by this woman. I could not speak. All I could do was nod my head with my mouth gapping open. A bulge rising in my pants.
She giggled and took a bit of paper and a pen from her purse and wrote down her number and gave it to me. Then she took my chin in her hand and kissed my deeply and passionately. With that my throbbing cock exploded in my pants and I nearly collapsed.
She just looked down and smiled at me. “Call me as soon as you can. See you soon boy” She laughed turned and walked away her hips swing as she went, and me? I stood there, my lips shaped like I was still kissing.
To be continued...
Dance by Rexro
Dance
I dance precariously upon a spire of uncertainty; my movements slow, yet my heartbeat hastened.
I tremble and I doubt, fearful of losing what little foothold I have. Should I take a chance? Should I embrace the unknown? Should I release what reservations I have and succumb? My mind disquiet; should I allow it to meld with yours?
Just before I reach that precipice, the crag crumbling at my heels, you appear and pull me from the edge. The distance between us closes - hand in hand, you lead the waltz. If I falter, you guide my steps. If I stumble, you are there to steady. Your confidence unwavering, your voice gentile. You lull me into a state of tranquility, yet my longing for you burns with each passing day.
You are a light in a sea of darkness, and we dance.
I dance precariously upon a spire of uncertainty; my movements slow, yet my heartbeat hastened.
I tremble and I doubt, fearful of losing what little foothold I have. Should I take a chance? Should I embrace the unknown? Should I release what reservations I have and succumb? My mind disquiet; should I allow it to meld with yours?
Just before I reach that precipice, the crag crumbling at my heels, you appear and pull me from the edge. The distance between us closes - hand in hand, you lead the waltz. If I falter, you guide my steps. If I stumble, you are there to steady. Your confidence unwavering, your voice gentile. You lull me into a state of tranquility, yet my longing for you burns with each passing day.
You are a light in a sea of darkness, and we dance.
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