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www.bdsmfinder.com leads me to my website. I will be choosing and paying to fly one of friends to me again this week to have sex… Read more

Chapter 5 "Now see here ...! Dorinda sat up straight pulling futilely at her imprisoned wrists in instinctive anger. The motion thrust her breasts into a flattering prominence. She bore Mark’s appreciative scrutiny with flushed cheeks and an inward tremor. "I do not wish to be whipped," she assured them with flat finality. "Or anything else either," she added without being quite sure what she referred to. Having enjoyed her breasts, Mark’s eyes raised to meet her own angry stare. He was obviously puzzled. "Do you mean to tell us that absolute… Read more

Chapter 4 "I knew what was to happen to me the next day. Had I not written it in the letter? I stood with my arms tied high and wide. They took great care that the bands of cord round my wrists were very tight. They even took close ups to show how securely my hands were held." Thalia chuckled. "I have learnt since that such pictures are sold at good prices all over the world. No doubt my k**nappers saw this as a small extra perquisite of their operation." "They did not raise my feet from the floor. Just made me stand well stretched. Then they got down to business:… Read more

Chapter 3 I lifted her to her feet, smoothed her hair for her and patted her bottom to signify she should just stand. Then I went to the chest and exchanged the cane for the small nine tailed silk corded whip we keep specially to use on a girl’s most secret parts. Yes, I had used it sometimes on Terry. Why not I sat down with the lovely wicked thing dangling provokingly from a negligent hand. Mabel looked at it. I looked at Mabel. "What have I done, sir?" She was quite lost. "Just been born female. Don’t you feel guilty?" "You whip them others t… Read more

Chapter 1 The pleading was done. Hope had been set aside. Dorinda sat in the little seat in the prow of the dingy, tense, angry and very much afraid. "We’ll pick you up in a week," Mike assured her grudgingly. She did not answer, but instead watched the phosphorescence as the oars disturbed the quiet water and the small craft cut its way towards the dark bulk of the island that had suddenly and frighteningly close in the silver darkness of the Aegean night. "Have it all to yourself. Not a man anywhere. Ought to make you happy." Make’s tone… Read more

Chapter 8 I'll report on Johnny and Susan next. Gone was the fighting spitfire of earlier. Johnny walked over to where he had left her chained to one of the wall brackets, her back pressed against the stone wall. As he approached her I couldn't help but notice that his cock was definitely revitalizing the closer he got to her. Hands reached out and took hold of her ringed breasts and played with them, causing them to form all sorts of odd shapes. It was equally obvious that he was causing no pain at all. I remembered that she didn't like harsh treatment t… Read more

Chapter 7 I must admit after that remarkable weekend at Jason's school became a very mundane thing. I faithfully trooped off to classes, took notes, filled books with facts, figures and information. But none of it meant much to me. For some reason my entire world consisted of Jason, my relationship with him, his staff and our hopes and plans for the future. By midweek the pictures Jason had taken of me were developed and we eagerly selected the best to ship out to his family. Not only his parents, but to my surprise an aunt and uncle, too. Asking Jason about the ad… Read more

Chapter 6 That afternoon I got a more traditional engagement ring. The kind that goes on the third finger, left hand. Quite a rock. It was worth more than all my possession combined, so naturally I just loved it. I concluded that having access to vast amounts of money had many rewards. But quite frankly, with or without money, I would have taken Jason. Again that evening I dinned in my colored buff and was getting use to the fact. I can't say that I was totally comfortable with the situation, but it was becoming more and more familiar. Hell, just the leering looks… Read more

Chapter 5 The next morning announced itself with a bang as Jason smacked my ass with his hand. Talk about waking up with a jolt! I was profoundly glad that I was lying ass up and not tits up. But that, unfortunately, meant that I was lying on them. Quite frankly I don't know how I was. Jesus, did they ever hurt. Then none of me was in the comfort zone, but I had no complaints. "Rise and shine, sleepy head. It's a bright, new day that I've got some great plans for." Really. Jason was just too damned joyous for morning. A long confirmed ev… Read more

Chapter 4 The vibrator left my clit. I felt it travel over my stuffed cunt, brush against my wedged apart ass cheeks and press into the side of the dildo working away up my asshole. It journeyed up the dildo and pressed into the stretched opening of my ass. I knew what was to happen. I knew that soon my ass would be stuffed with both the dildo and the smaller vibrator. And I wanted that to happen. Tightening my muscles, and pushing as if to take a big shit, I opened my asshole as much as possible and the vibrator popped in to join the dildo in its travels into my dark r… Read more

Chapter 3 "Know what I've always wanted to do, Jason," I asked him on our next date, as I had been thinking a whole lot about what I really wanted when it came to this pain stuff. In fact, I hardly thought of anything else. It took up a lot of my time. That, and of course, Jason. "No. What?" He pulled me to him and gave me a real good hug as his hand slid down to squeeze my tit as I leaned into him and let him have free access to whatever her wanted to play with at the moment. "I've read all of these crazy books and mag… Read more

Chapter 2 At the peak of my climax I saw his arm become another blur of motion. I arched even higher off the bed, offering him my pussy. Offering him any damned thing he wanted from me. I felt my clit smash into the underlying bone and went into hyper climax. I could actually feel my cunt juices dribbling out of me as he took a backswing and hit my raised target again. I was beyond screaming. Beyond pain. I was in a total, all consuming lust as he hit my pussy again. But in my effort to raise my pussy even higher, my feet slipped off the posts and I cras… Read more

Chapter 1 I live for my senses. Touch, sound, smell, taste and sight. I am a very sensitive person. Not one who is moody, but one who enjoys having my senses stimulated. Especially touch and sound. Harsh touches and cracking sounds. Nothing thrills me more than a harsh blow waking up my nerve endings or the magical sound of something hitting my flesh. To be restrained while it is happening is even better. As far back as I can remember, I have always been that way. I remember as a k** I'd dream that someone had me bound in some fashion while… Read more

It hadn't gone well, Darla thought, as she leafed through an old magazine. She shifted position, took her shoes off, and curled her feet up comfortably beneath her on the couch. Across the room, Michael was still typing away. They'd been working together quite well on the book, and then he'd had one of his sudden fits of inspiration and had shooed her away, irritably, because he didn't want her "looking over his shoulder." As if he hadn't looked over mine enough, she thought. And leaned on it at the same time. I wish we could get an office with two desks, two… Read more

The Bet Chapter 5 He tried the lock a second time. Of course, it refused to open. Each time he glanced her way she was grinning. She refused to speak to him. Instead she just took his shoulders and laid him down in her old space on the bed. She tied his hands to the two corners of the headboard, and with a little more difficulty, tied his knees apart with the board at the foot of the bed. Giving him a long lingering kiss, she blindfolded him and left the room. As she had tied him, he had become hard again. He was pleased to have thought up the blindfold, th… Read more

Chapter 4 She wondered how late it was. It must be several hours now. She was surprised at how intense her last set of orgasms had been. The last one had started so slowly and had been so strong at the end. She felt something small resting on her stomach. A moment late she felt a second object resting near it. As before, she couldn't place it from the limited contact. Something touched her side. This was still fairly soft, but compared to the fur it felt very stiff. This firmer, stiffer touch went up her side. If she listened very intently she could hear it make contact with… Read more

Chapter 3 He left her for a time, basking in the warm feeling that spread through her body. She became aware of his presence when something soft touched her stomach. It was neither cold nor warm but it was very soft and, comforting. He placed it just above her navel. It seemed larger than a hand and longer than it was wide. For a time it just lay there, without any real weight or pressure. A slight feeling of pressure came first, followed by movement. He was gently moving it across her stomach in small circles. With movement came definition. It was furry, like a small mink towel o… Read more

Chapter 2 He knelt between her legs. His hands ran back and forth in ever shrinking circles between the top of her pubic hair and the bottom of her slit. A circle with his hands and he was traveling within her pubic hair all the time, only pausing briefly at the bottom of her slit to tantalize and tease her before moving on. Each hand mirrored the movements of the other. They traveled up the sides of her sex, diverted into the forest of her hair and then back down until they met at the bottom of her slit. Three, four, five more times he repeated the maneuver, each time the distance… Read more

Chapter 1 Her arms were tied to the corner posts of the bed. At the moment they were just restrained. There was no pressure unless she tried to pull away. The terrycloth belt from each of their robes held her in place more firmly than she would have imagined. Her feet were bound to something that kept her knees apart, wide apart. She wasn't sure what it was, but a broom stick was her current guess. The blindfold left her no clue that didn't come in from another sense. It was quite effective. Somehow the stick held her feet not only apart, but down. She couldn't tell h… Read more

Chapter 3 They slept together for another hour, then Brad woke up and got some breakfast ready. He smiled at her when she finally drifted into the kitchen, stark naked with her hands still tied in front of her. He walked over to her and they kissed, Brad reaching down and squeezing her pussy lips as their tongues danced together. Jen groaned and pulled her mouth away, "You're going to kill me," she said as she gyrated her hips against his hand. Brad stopped fondling her and started to untie her, leaving Jen standing in the middle of the room aroused and frust… Read more