Party of Three

September 17, 2007 – 10:00 am
     They were out for a night of celebration, of pleasure and laughter without limits. When they first met they instantly recognized the other's wildness and sexuality, and the fact that they accepted this part of themselves completely, without fear or concern about societies restrictions.  They had only known each other for a short time, but because women like themselves were so rare, they immediately recognized what they had found in each other and wasted no time in enjoying it to the fullest.      This night was a special night, since Karen had married the night before.  For any other women, this would have been a reason for restraint, but not for Karen and Martha.  Karen's marriage actually gave them more freedom, since there were no thoughts about the future or any time beyond their enjoyment of the moment.      They drank champagne, only champagne.  They laughed with each other or with any of the many men which were naturally attracted to their joy and beauty.  ...

 

A Good Hurting

September 16, 2007 – 10:00 am
The night air felt cool and refreshing, especially after having danced for several hours.  Preston inhaled deeply, taking in the sweet fresh air.  He looked at Sally, pausing to admire her red-haired beauty.  He felt she had a gorgeous body, and felt his cock quiver slightly as he took in her sexiness.  They both wore primarily black clothing this evening, and Sally's short skirt showed off her legs quite nicely.  He knew that he was not the only one admiring her this evening, as he had sensed the sexual energy in the air as they danced.  Several other men in the club stared at them as they danced.  Sally was very sexy, and men tended to take notice whenever she was around.  She liked to flirt with them alot, which turned Preston on.  He liked watching her be sexy, and the object of so much male desire. They had known each other for several months, but had never slept together. Preston sensed that ...

 

Sailing & Spanking

September 15, 2007 – 10:00 am
Chelsea and I worked our way up the north-east coast as far as Martha's Vinyard, then back via Block Island and Gardiners Bay. It was fun talking with Chelsea about history and present-day politics. Her understanding, of course, tended to be a santitized school-teacher version. It was most enjoyable to open her eyes to lesser-known evidence of motivations that had been driving events . She was a quick learner, (as I had already found!), had a prodigious memory and enjoyed using her mind. Every night we ate well, often from lobster, shrimp, oysters  or steak, and we moored sometimes at a marina, but it was more fun for us when we entered a port during the day to buy our dinner, then went and found an anchorage for the night without other boats around where we could be our own uninhibited selves, skinny-dipping . . and so on . . . Chelsea had sassed me a few times along the way, with the ...

 

Parking Paid

September 14, 2007 – 10:00 am
        Serena was about 5'6" tall with well proportioned, gorgeous legs, dark hair and blue eyes, and milky white skin. Her small but well-proportioned breasts made her very attractive to most men as did her tight little buttocks over which she wore tight skirts, jeans, and shorts.        One day, she was invited to a party and decided that she was going to break a few hearts while she was there.  She put on a white, semi-sheer blouse with poofy sleeves, navy blue shorts that came down to mid-thigh over white panties, and white, opaque hose under those.  She stood in front of her bedroom mirror admiring herself.  She was truly gorgeous.  You could barely see the straps and cups of her bra through her shirt.  She applied her favorite perfume, just a touch, as she went out the door.        On the way to the party, she remembered that she had six overdue parking tickets and that the transit dept at her Univer- sity ...

 

Ally’s Need

September 13, 2007 – 10:00 am
The longer Allyworked for me the greater understanding I gained about her need for complete sexual humiliation to achieve the fullest sexual release.   The most recent example of this came on Monday morning when she arrived for work in a very becoming designer dress.  While she looked absolutely adorable, I couldn't allow her to get away with breaking my rules about dressing casually in my office.   "So you think that you can dress however you want to in my office?" I demanded. "I'm tired of dressing to plainly, I'm a woman and I'm going to dress like one!"  You respond hotly. "Oh is that so, I growl."  Grabbing your right breast harshly, I back you up against the wall.  I reach up under your dress cupping your pussy with my palm, feeling the very skimpy lace panties you're wearing. I angrily lift the front of your dress exposing the lavender lace panties and white satin garter belt & stockings. "I will NOT tolerate you wearing such ...

 

The Order

September 12, 2007 – 10:00 am
     Tammy hurried the last few steps to the waiting elevator car, and squeezed inside.  Dressed in a conservative business suit, she looked like any other harried business women scurrying to her next appointment. Only she could fathom the faint flush on her cheeks, only she knew of the fine red stripes painted on her luscious bottom, covered now by a thin veil of sheer nylon.  Of course she could be flushed by a brisk run to her next meeting, but what of the stiffness trying to poke through her blouse?  Tammy was contented with her special secret, only her close friends or lovers would ever see the magnificent backside with its crimson blush and stripped motif.      Only a few moments before, Tammy had been enduring a brisk session dominated by the leather tawse and a thin whipping rod fashioned of bamboo.  Tammy had arrived at the appointed time and place to be greeted by a statuesque redhead ready to mete out the business of the ...

 

The Circle

September 11, 2007 – 10:00 am
I had suspended a rope over an over hanging limb and fastened two pairs of wrist restraints to the rope.  I turned Misty so that she was standing facing Felisha I buckled the restraints around each of there wrists and pulling the rope tight as they leaned into each other their nipples rubbing together.  I took a long double ended dildo and pulled the crotch of Felisha’s white silk panties to the side and teased her labia with the tip of the dildo until her pussy was sopping wet before pushing it deep into her pussy.  I stuck my hand down the front of Misty’s panties toying with her swollen clitoris with my finger tips while I whispered into her ear.  "If you want the other end in your pussy beg for it." "Please Master, ram that big thing into me!" She pleaded.  Pulling the crotch of her drenched panties aside I shoved the dildo deep into the seething cauldron of her ...

 

Sharing The Spanks

September 10, 2007 – 10:00 am
 Simone gasped as she caught her first glimpse at Felina's bottom. "You will strip down to your panties while I spank this delightful girl, you will kneel where she was kneeling."  I instructed as I began giving Felina a very hard spanking.  To Simone's amazement Felina didn't scream out at the hard blows but rather gasped with each impact as if I were fucking her up her ass.  As the spanking increased in intensity Simone reached back and unzipped her blue velvet cocktail dress, dropping it to the floor.  Her firm pale breasts came into view, her nipples already fully erect.  She moved slowly moved around to kneel by Felina's head, her eyes glazed as she stared at the hypnotic sight of Felina's undulating backside.  "Simone take Felina's hands and place them on your breasts so that you may enjoy Felina's spanking even more."  I ordered.  Simone looked confused and reluctantly complied taking Felina's hands and placing them on her sensitive breasts. Felina stroked ...

 

Quota

September 9, 2007 – 10:00 am
I awoke that morning with a deep sense of apprehension. Even without her explicitly saying so, I knew that Sasha, my escort, was unhappy with me. She would make my day miserable, I was certain, and on that score I was not disappointed.     Before breakfast even, she had found fault with me half a dozen times. By the time I was given my scraps in the kitchen my buttocks were already stinging from strokes of her lash. I knew that in her mood there was nothing I could do to molify her, so I proceeded as best I could, obeying her instantly and eagerly.     After breakfast she took me on a run through the gardens. This was ostensibly for exercise, of course, but she was so generous with her strap that she was the one sweating when we finished. She had me bath her, a task I normally enjoy as she is quite attractive, but today I was too nervous.     As I soaped her ...

 

Secret Punishment

September 8, 2007 – 10:00 am
I was a member of our football's cheerleading squad and proudly ware the  short, pleated purple and gold shirt and was lucky, because at the age of 17, I well-advanced beyond my fellow female classmates and had full, firm breasts to fill the sweaters we were given to wear on the Friday's preceding a football game. I had little sexual experience but once-in-a-while when my hormones were raging, I would go to the girl's restrooms on these Friday mornings to slip out of my bra so that my long, hard nipples would create a tantalizing sillouete  underneath my well-tailored sweater.  Once in a while I would even remove my panties so that I could discretely reach up under my shirt when sitting at my desk and play with my most, supple pink lips and bring myself to a secret hot orgasim.  Another favorite pastime was to remove my panties so that when I would lean over to take a sip form the ...

 

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