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Game, Set and Match

A Tennis game that turned out to be Ace !



I had just started my second year at college doing my A-Levels, it was my last year. I was now 18. Whilst having a coffee in the canteen in the crowd i saw a girl I recognised from school just a year or so ago. When she saw me she smiled, Leanne her name was.


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'Hello Leanne" I said



Leanne had just started a course just a matter of a few weeks ago, she was at the same school as mine for 5 years, she was in the same year and at times even the same class so it was nice to have someone from my secondary school at college even though I had made plenty of friends by now. Leanne was a nice looking girl, a lot of the lads fancied her, she had blonde hair with black linings through. She had big blue eyes and fairly white skin.



During our sports lessons at school we used to play Tennis quite a lot. Leanne was a very good player, probably the best out of all the girls, and I was quite good too probably the best out of all the boys. We used to love playing Tennis against each other, we would play during our lessons, after school hours in the playground, and even meet up to play on a Saturday. So while we were chatting it was not long before we got on to the subject. I had not played for a long while and neither had Leanne, so i asked her if she fancied a game sometime, she immediately said



"Yes I'd love that, see if i can still beat you"



We arranged to meet at the courts on Friday evening around 6pm. It had been a nice warm day and even by evening the sun was out and it was nice. I got to the courts at about 5.45, all dressed up in my white shorts and Boris Becker T-shirt and with my bag of my Rackets and a few balls. I had a warm up on the court and then sat down on the bench as i waited for Leanne. I was just looking forward to a nice game with her and then go our own way home. Nothing else came across my mind about her, not even offering to take her out for a drink after, asking her out, let alone any kind of seduction or sex sessions.



A few moments later I saw a figure walking over this way, it was in all white with a red bag on her shoulder, as the figure got larger and larger I saw it was Leanne, she gave me a wave and started jogging once she got to within 50 yards of me. I kissed her on the cheek, boy she looked good.



'You really look like you've come out to beat me again' I said, she laughed out.



She was dressed for the occasion. Short white skirt that just about went below her arse, white loose T-shirt with a black headband around her tied hair, I would have been forgiven for mistaking her for Miss Sfeffi Graf ! My thoughts about having just a tennis game and going home to jerk off were soon transformed to playing a bit of tennis, jumping into a hot tub then a shower and having wild sex, all with Leanne.



From the moment Leanne served in the opening set she was going to win, not that she was a much better player than me, but my mind was on her and not the game, she was looking just so appealing, I'd like to think she looked better dressed like this, than if she was dressed for a night out. Still i did myself justice by making her serve out to win the first set and by the second set my concentration was all over the place that she won it easily 6-2. Leanne suggested we go and sit in the sheltered bench just over the other side and chill over a bottle of water. It was nice, cool, out of the sun and by now there was just us 2 around, all the other courts were empty.



I started the attraction with her by offering her some water from my bottle, i was sitting much closer to her, our arms touching each others, we didn't say a lot, just looking at each other periodically and smiling at each other. Just touching her hand slightly sent a rush up my spine.



'So what are you doing this evening' i asked her



'Nothing really, i'm to tired now to do anything' she replied, 'what about you'



'There is something i wanted to do an hour ago' i said, she smiled at me, she was no fool she knew exactly the sort of thing i had in mind .



'And what's that' she replied



I put my left arm around her neck started feeling her hair and her ears, gently moving her head round and started kissing her on her lips. She encouraged me more and more by kissing me harder. Leanne soon had her left hand inside my t-shirt feeling my body, i had by right hand on her legs and thanks to the short skirt she was wearing i didn't have to work to hard to work out that she wasn't wearing any knickers.



We kissed and kissed and caressed each other for ages and ages. Leanne wondered if anyone could see us as we were in a bit of an exposed area even though there was no-one on the courts. We both got up with our bags I took her hand and we walked around to see if we could find a nice spot where we would be hard to be seen. I saw a tiny gap on the back wall of the main kiosk, it was a bit tight but it was perfect for me to get her up against the fencing. We started forcefully kissing Leanne had her hands around my neck with her the nails on her thumbs scratching me nicely around my chin, my hands were inside her t-shirt feeling her thighs, i proceeded into her shorts and started to feel her arse. I lifted Leanne up against the fence she wrapped her legs around my arse as I was kissing her all over her neck she pushed my head hard against her as I felt her hands grabing and scratching my hair all over. I put my hands on her tits and rubed and squeezed them like squeezing juice out of a lemon. Together we both put our hands around each others shorts and took them off at amazing speed, Leanne positioned her <pussy for me to slide my rock hard cock into her, I started to fuck her at slow pace but speeding up faster and faster. Finally I came in her pussy spurting big bursts of hot jism, she loved it so much even more than I did.



A quick peep to see there was no-one around we walked out and down the club on our way to the bus stop. I offered to give her another game the next day.



How could she possibly say no !




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Wife Jenny Spanked by a Younger Man

Pretty Wife Jen Has to take a Paddling from a Younger Man



Pretty wife Jenny was nervous, pacing in her living room. No man had even SEEN her bare behind since she married Pete, almost 20 years ago, and today their impossibly arrogant, cocky and handsome young neighbor Dennis was going to redden her married backside! She groaned inside at her predicament, but her husband’s word was law in their house, and since he was away on business for an extended time, and she’d displeased him, there was no way out for the obedient wife once Pete had pronounced sentence.

She didn’t think she’d get screwed, since her loving husband was so jealous of keeping her pussy for his sole pleasure, but she was definitely going to be compromised that day. Bared, and exposed for discipline by the same young hunk she’d slapped, and scolded just a few weeks before when he’d grabed her tight little bottom, and pinched, hard!, that afternoon at the pool. Jenny wondered how hard she’d be made to pay for that angry outburst when Dennis came to her home that day?


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Jen quaked when the doorbell rang, and she felt her pussy clench in anticipation as she moved to answer the door. Dennis was a jerk, and rude to her when they were alone and he could get away with his dirty suggestions, out of huby’s earshot. Pretty Jenny imagined that Dennis, half her age, could nail all the young lovelies he wanted with his handsome looks, and fantastic build, but today she was his quarry, she regretted, and her husband had sentenced her to a hard spanking for being a bad girl, so she knew she was going to end up bare-bottomed, over this detestable young man’s lap, while he had his way with this particular, loyal, married woman.

Jenny was no stranger to being spanked by men. Her father had warmed her bare backside many times until she left home for college, and even after! That time she was home on break, and daddy caught both her and her mother having a little too much wine on their shopping trip, the stern man had taken both females over his knee for discipline, and the episode was etched in her mind. In her room that night, after her spanking, she heard things from across the hall telling her Mom had gotten the better bargain, and she blushed even now, all these years later, as she rbered reaching her fingers down to deal with herself in a most unlady-like manner. She knew it was wrong, but when Daddy spanked her that way, bare, she got all wet and puffy, and there was no denying her excitement.

And Brad, in college, before she’d met her husband. What a long, strange trip that had been for an innocent girl from rural Kansas. Tall, fit, and mean-looking, though he turned out to be an incredibly nice guy, Brad had taught this girl things about the connection between spanking and getting screwed, deep and hard, that she’d never imagined. Pretty coed Jen had spent a good part of her first two years in college over Brad’s lap, or spread wide for him in his bed, spanked, and then nailed hard, before she’d met Pete, fallen head over heels in love, and married her one and only. But, sometimes Brad made her swallow, too, though Jenny never quite got up the nerve to tell her new husband about that part. Huby had been jealous enough, and spanked her SO hard, when she confessed about the times Brad made her spread wide for his huge manhood, on her knees with her shoulders down, subservient to the big male. Jen wasn’t sure she’d ever have the nerve to tell her husband about the times Brad took her, well. . . ‘back there’! Her pussy twitched at the memory of how Brad’s thick semen leaked out of her for the rest of the day when that happened, but she wasn’t sure her husband needed those details.

The time Pete caught her with Brad, during their engagement, was a conflicted, and tormenting, memory. She couldn’t believe now, as a faithful wife of so many years that she’d been seduced that way, and had submitted to Brad’s urging for ‘just one good-bye fuck’, as he’d crudely put it. When Pete came in, and found his beloved posting up and down on the hunk’s big cock, she’d been mortified. The bare bottomed whipping Pete administered with his leather belt that day, and in front of her ‘date’, was even more humiliating, spread wide open that way so that both men saw everything she had. Open. Dripping. Brad had made his escape, after the whipping, just before she was sure her future husband would have given her ravisher a sound beating, something entirely against his nature and an event she was grateful she never had to see.

And now, cocky, irritating, and arrogant young Dennis was in her living room, wielding the paddle and smirking at the pretty wife who he knew was hers for the afternoon.

“Damn, the bastard is good-looking!”, the comely wife allowed her silent imagination as she felt her husband’s private territory moisten her panties. “But he’s young enough to be my son!”, the pretty woman processed, “and he’s going to SPANK me!”, she cried inside, in her most private thoughts. “Bare!”, Jenny knew.

Young, arrogant Dennis wasted little time in compromising the pretty, older woman, quaking before him. Her husband had given him full permission to spank the lovely woman, bare, and he was determined to make it a memorable experience, for him, and the chastised wife. He knew it barrassed and humiliated the woman, twice his age, when he ordered her to turn for him, showing him her pretty, tight, ass encased in that sinful skirt, but he savored the sensation, and the sight, as she reluctantly did as she was told.

“Over”, was all Dennis had to say, as he enjoyed the sight of the captive female bending to place her hands flat on the sofa, her attractive skirt drawing even tighter across her luscious behind.

Then, three quick paddle swats from the much younger man had her wriggling, her behind stinging, before Dennis allowed her to rise, leading her to her bedroom. She complied, and let herself be lead to her execution, because her husband had granted this detestable young man this power over her, and she always did what she was told, when Pete announced sentence.

Lovely Jen was afraid, wondering what the young man was going to do to her, and she wondered how a good, faithful wife could get through the afternoon, in her own bedroom, without being unfaithful to her husband?

To be continued, when young Dennis takes the trbling wife over his knees.



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My wife's Niece Chapter Five

I didthe other niece.



Chapter four ended with me getting ready to leave for work after I had sex with my wife’s other niece, Carole.



Carole had not been feeling good after we had sex and said she, “Was hurting but had told her aunt Karen it must have been something she ate for lunch.”


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I had left on my route but all night long I kept thinking about Carole and hoping she would be alright.



Then another thought entered my mind. What if Carole was to get worse or Karen decided to call the doctor or take her to the hospital. What would happen then? I tried to put that all out of my mind that night but couldn’t.



I got back in the next morning and when I got in the house, Karen and Carole were setting at the table and I asked Carole, “How she was feeling,” and she said, “A lot better, thanks for asking.”



She went on to say, “Not sure if it was something I ate, a bug, or maybe even a worm and then laughed a little laugh.” Karen said, “She must be okay sounds like she is back to her old self again.”



About that time Carole said, “Time for the bus, tomorrow night is the big night and can’t wait and went out the door.”


Then Karen said, “Busy day for me tomorrow too.” I said, “That’s right you are going to be at the prom too.” Then Karen said, “Yes until about midnight, helping out.” The day came and went and I had another normal night on the route and the next day was kind of hectic around the house with Carole and Karen getting ready for the prom. So I didn’t get much sleep or rest. We had just finished lunch and Karen said, “She had to go to the school for awhile and help get things ready and asked Carole, if she wanted to go.”

Carole said, “I guess not and then asked Karen if it would be alright to slip her prom dress on and show Uncle Dan because he would be gone to work before she got dressed for the prom that night.



” Karen told her she could but to be careful with it and not get it dirty before the prom. Then Karen gave me a little peck on the cheek and said I should be back in two or three hours and left.



Carole went into her bedroom and after a short while she came out in her beautiful formal gown. And asked, “How does it look,”



I said, “It is beautiful and so are you.” Of course this was her second senior prom and I hadn’t seen her the year before when she was a junior.



But she looked different for some reason then it caught my eye her boobs looked bigger for some reason.



I asked, “What did you do to yourself?” She kind of looked down and said, “Oh you mean these and went on to say, it is my new push up bra.”



I said, “Boy it sure changed you and you had better take the gown off before something happens to it.”



She said, “I guess I had,” and went back in her bedroom and in a few minutes she came back out without anything on and asked, “If she still looked ok,”



I said, “Couldn’t be better.” Before I could say anything more she walked on over to where I was standing and put her arm around me and started to kiss me and I grabed her and pulled her as close as I possibly could.



We braced for awhile and Carole said, “I feel better today if you would want to fool around some but I am a little sore yet but I am willing if you are.



I took her by the hand and she followed me into the bedroom and I told her, “To get on the bed if she wanted and I would be right back.”



I went out to my van and got a pack of rubers and came back in and Carole was lying there rubing her pussy. I undressed and slipped on a condom and got on the bed to get ready to fuck her.



About then Carole said, “That Linda had told her that I like to eat pussy and that she would love to get hers eaten out and asked, if I would do that for her.”



Without saying anything I but my head between her legs and took my fingers and spread her pussy lips and started in on her. She had a lot of hair I had to content with but I had never let that bother me before.



I licked around on her pussy for awhile and tongue fucked her until she told, me to stop.



I did because I if I hadn’t she might have got too aroused because it was her first time and something might have happened, like passing out.



Then I rose up and took my cock and pressed it against her sweet pussy and started pushing it in and she kind of pushed me back a few times and I said, “Are you alright,” and she said, “A little sore yet but I will be fine.”



So I just held it firmly against her pussy and leaned my head down and started licking one of her nipples and then sucked on her tit some all the time keeping my hard cock pressed against her pussy.



Carole would push her pussy up tighter against my cock every so often and I could feel my cock slowly going deeper into her pussy.



After awhile she quit pushing and I started working my dick slowly in and out until she put her legs up and over my body and then I would thrust harder with each stroke until I shot my load.



I held it in her for a short time and started to pull it out and Carole asked, “Do you have too,” and I told her, “I was just going to take off the condom and put on a new one because I was afraid it might leak.”



Carole said, “Okay hurry.” I got up and took it off and discarded it and put on a new one.



When I started in her pussy with my cock this time I had no trouble even though it was tight.



I just started in fucking her and in a short time Carole said, “I think it’s time," and just then I could feel that warm cum oozing out on me.



I kept pouring it to her until I had cum again then as the last time I left it soaking in her, but not for long this time.



I pulled it out and Carole asked, “Are you getting another condom?” I said, “No, and that we had better quit before Karen comes home and catches us.”



Carole said, “But I want to do it again.” Then she went on to say, “We can get dressed and go in my room and I will just take my panties off and we can hear her as soon as she comes in the drive.”



I said, “Maybe just a quick one then.”



Carole had went to her room to dress and I got up and slipped my clothes on and had just walked into Carole’s room where she was laying with her panties off and her legs all spread apart.



And I getting ready to slip my trousers down when I heard a car pull in. I peeked out the window and it was Karen. I pulled my pants up and headed for the kitchen and had started to make some coffee when she came in the door.


In a few minutes Carole came out of her room and said to Karen, “Uncle Dan liked my gown.” Karen said, “I knew he would and went on to say, you were careful with it weren’t you.” Carole said, “Of course.”

I got me a cup of coffee and went out on the porch and before long Karen came out and asked, "If sandwiches would be okay for tonight."



I told her that would be fine. Later after I ate and was getting ready to head to the van, I told Carole to have a good time and gave Karen a kiss and told her to keep all the kids straightened out and she said, “You know I will.”



I left and that night at the beginning of my route I saw a guy broke down and stopped to see if I could be of any help.



Company policy wouldn’t let me give him a ride so I let him use my cell phone and call for help and sat there in the van and talked with him until someone came.



It put me a little behind but I just didn’t care and I soon made up some of the lost time and I was a few minutes later getting home and Karen was still in bed and woke up as I came in and I told her, “To go back to sleep that I wasn’t very hungry and would grab me a cup of coffee.”



I sat in the kitchen and drank my coffee and was getting ready to lie down when Karen came in the kitchen, I poured her a cup and we sat and talked about how things went at the prom last night, among other things.



Carole came in a few minutes later from her prom date while we were talking and Karen asked her, “How things went last night.” She said, “Great and I am going to bed.”



Then I said, “I guess I will too.” Don’t want this to get to boring so tell more in chapter six.





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Mom teaches daughter a lesson part 2




After that very hard cruel spanking from my mother I laid on her bed and sobed into my mom's pillows. My bottom for very sore, and now deep red. My mom walked into the room from the bathroom. She had a warm wash cloth which she used on me whenever I was hurt. She slowly rubed my bottom. It hurt so badly. I don't think I could walk for a month. I rbered how wet my pussy was when my mom spanked me. I also rbered how my mom had rubed my pussy when she noticed how wet I was. I decided to see where this was going. My mom set down the wash cloth and started rubing my bottom with her fingers.

"You have the most cutest little bottom honey." she sighed deeply. I spread my legs a little. My mom stuck a finger in her mouth then gently rubed it over my right cheek. I moaned softly. She smiled.

"Sweetie are you still wet?" she asked me. I didn't say anything. Her finger crawled slowly to my cunt.

"Let's see if your pussy is as cute and sexy as your bottom" she said. She gently moved her arms away from me, flipping me over onto my tummy. Mom got between my legs.

'We'll look what we have here' she exclaimed.

"Looks like a pussy, shall I use my other senses honey?" she asked me. I thought of all the senses she would use,look,smell,touch, and my favorite taste.

"Yes mommy!" I said. She slid my legs farther apart so she had a perfect view of my pussy and bottom. She kissed both my cheeks till she was just above my puss. Mom buried her face in my delicate puss, and sniffed as far as she could go. My cunt was wet, and she knew it.

"What a smelly juicey puss we have here" she said. She came up kissing my bottom.

"Sweetie lay on your back so mommy can have a better view." she said. I moved over slowly. My bottom was still very sore. I laid on my back but the bed helped support my red bottom. She gasped at my shaven cunt. She smiled

"looks like I've used all my senses." She said. "Look" she looked at my soaking wet cunt."Smell" she leaned in and smelt my wet pussy,"Feel" she said. She ran a finger up and down my pussy. I moaned as she stuck her finger in me. She took her finger out of my soaking wet pussy and licked it.

"Mmmm very yummy" she said. She leaned in and pressed her tongue to my cunt. I moaned loud and hard as she licked my cunt faster and faster. I grabed my moms head and pressed her to my pussy. My mom climbed ontop of me. Her pussy was in my face. I open my mouth wide and licked her pussy while she licked mine. I stuck my finger in her pussy while licking it. She massaged my clit with her tongue. I rubed her labia wtih my fingers and tongue. At that moment she came on my face and I came on hers.

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Engagement to Kathy




Engagement to Kathy By Otkfme@comcast.net

I met this very wonderful woman called Kathy. We have been dating for about nine months and it seems like we agree on a lot of things and we like to do the same activities. I met Kathy through a friend at work, and she has changed my life.

Recently, when I took Kathy out on a date to a restaurant, I got down on my knee and asked her to marry me. To my surprise, she didn't say "Yes", but she said that she would think about it.

A few days later she called me on the telephone and she said, "I have some real concerns about marrying you."

"Tell me your concerns. I can change." I replied.

"When we are on dates, you really notice other women as they walk by. Also, I am left alone on many weekends while you are with your friends on fishing trips and other outdoor activities."

"I really care about you." I said. "I can pay more attention to you."

"But it also seems like you don't give me the respect that I deserve." Kathy said. "You always walk far ahead of me and you also don't open doors for me."

"I can do those things for you and show you more respect!" I pleaded.

"Well, I have been talking to my other girlfriends about your behavior, and they suggested that we meet this behavior modification counselor." Kathy said. "I guess she has helped other couples both before and after they are married. Would you be interested in meeting her?"

"If this would make you happy and you would marry me, I would see her." I said.

"I need to tell you that her methods involve spanking, and you would need to pay for her time." Kathy said.

"I haven't been spanked since elementary school, but if this would make you happy, I guess I would meet with her." I said.

"I was hoping that you would agree to meet with her." She said. "I have already invited her to my house on Friday evening at 7 PM. Her name is Elizabeth, and she suggested that you take a shower before you come over to my house. Be sure to wear clean underwear and be at my house by 6:45 PM. Any questions?"

"I guess not." I said. "I'll do just about anything to make sure you will marry me. So I will see you on Friday."

I wasn't looking forward to a spanking, but if this would allow me to marry Kathy, it would be worth it. On Friday, I left work early to have plenty of time to eat, shower, and clean myself up before I drove to Kathy's house. I arrived right at 6:45 PM, and Kathy quickly let me into her house and we sat down and talked on her sofa. She told be that she was so happy that I had agreed to meet with Elizabeth, and I had agreed to be spanked. Also, after my spanking, she would let me know if she would accept an engagement ring from me.

Then the doorbell rang. Both of us went to the front door to meet Elizabeth. She was about our age, and she wore a white blouse, a short black skirt, and a black jacket. Elizabeth looked like a businesswoman. She also had two paddles and a riding crop in her hands. We introduced ourselves and Kathy invited her into the living room. Elizabeth sat the paddles on an end table and had me help her take off her jacket so that clothing did not restrict her arms. She sat down on the sofa next to Kathy, and had me knell down in front of her.

"You can call me Liz, and I expect you to follow everything I tell you to do." Liz told me.

"Yes I will, Liz."

"When was the last time you were spanked?" She asked me.

"I think it was when I was in the sixth grade."

"If your parents had kept spanking you as you were older, you probably wouldn't be in this position right now. Keep knelling and don't say a word while I talk to Kathy." Liz said. Then Kathy talked to Liz about my bad behavior. Kathy made it sound like I was a real jerk, and that I had little respect towards her and other women. Liz also talked to Kathy about our physical relationship. It was hard to just keep knelling in front of Liz while they talked about me in a most intimate manner.

"Clyde, I now want you to stand up with your hands over your head so that I may prepare you for your spanking. For the rest of the evening, refer to me only as 'ma'am', and don't say anything unless spoken to or if you are asked to speak. Also, you can walk away from this spanking at any time, but if you do, you will no longer be able to see Kathy again. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, Liz." I replied.

Liz quickly grabed a paddle and gave me a swat. "How are you suppose to address me?"

"Ma'am. Sorry ma'am." I said.

"Now stand still while I prepare you for your spanking." Then Liz unbuckled my belt, unzipped me, and soon my slacks were at my ankles. Then she grabed the waistline of my briefs.

I quickly reached down to stop her from pulling down my briefs. "What are you doing?"

"A spanking should always be given on the bare skin." Liz said. "Now put your hands over your head again. You have just earned yourself five extra swats of the paddle." Soon my briefs were down to my ankles. Then she rolled up my shirttails so that I was completely naked from the waist down. I felt so barrassed being exposed like this, in front of a woman who I had just met. I also had a big erection that I wanted to cover up.

"Turn around so that I can examine your butt." Liz said. Soon I felt her hands kneading and caressing my bottom cheeks. "You have a very spankable butt. Turn around and lay over our laps so that I can start your spanking."

Since Liz was seated to the right of Kathy on the sofa, I had to lie over both of their laps. This put my head and shoulders on Kathy's lap, and my unprotected bare bottom on Liz's lap. "I'm going to warm you up with a hand spanking." Then my spanking started. Liz spanked me first on one cheek than the other. I was also aware that my erect penis was dangling between Liz's thighs. It seemed like I was experiencing both pain and pleasure at the same time.

While Liz spanked me, Liz talked to Kathy on how to spank me. "This puts him in a very vulnerable position. It's a good time to talk to him about behavioral issues when you are spanking him. You always have his undivided attention."

Liz kept talking to Kathy, then she stopped spanking me and said, "Now we will move on to the paddles. Clyde, stand up and don't rub you butt." After they also stood up, Liz said, "Now I want you to knell on the sofa and bend over it." After I assumed the position, I felt Liz flick the insides of my thighs with the riding crop. "Spread your knees for us." I was now aware that my penis and balls were totally exposed and dangling between my legs. To make things worse, Liz used the riding crop to play with my penis and balls.

Then my spanking started again, but this time with the two paddles. Now and then she would stop my spanking, and she would remark, "See how his butt is turning a nice red color." Then I would feel four hands rubing my tender warm bottom.

Liz also had Kathy spank me with the paddles. At first Kathy didn't spank me very hard, but with coaching from Liz, she was spanking me as hard as Liz.

"Will you now give Liz more respect?" Liz asked.

SPANK, SPANK, SPANK!

"Yes, ma'am." I replied.

"And are you willing to be spanked by Kathy at anytime she feels that need a good spanking?" Liz asked.

SPANK, SPANK, SPANK!

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good! Now stay in that position as I talk to Kathy." Liz said. "Kathy, you get to keep the two paddles and the riding crop that we just used to spank Clyde. Are you interested in seeing any more spanking implements?"

"Sure I would." Kathy said.

"I'll run out to my car and bring in some more implements for you to try." Soon Liz returned with a large leather case filled with various spanking implements. Liz showed them to Kathy and demonstrated them on my still bare and upturned bottom. I was also asked how much each one stung my poor naughty bottom.

Then to add to my humiliation, Kathy brought over my wallet and I had to pay Liz for spanking me and also for the spanking implements that she had just bought.

"Thank you, Clyde." Liz said. "Stay in position, since I am sure that Kathy will want to spank you some more. And Kathy, you can always call me if you want to learn more techniques in spanking Clyde in a more severe manner." Then Liz put on her jacket and left the house.

Kathy spanked me for a little bit longer then said, "You took your spanking very well. Now you can get down on one knee and ask me to marry you."

I started to go over to where my clothes were, when Kathy said, "I want you to ask me just as you are, in the nude."

"But….."

"So do you want to marry me?" Kathy asked.

I quickly went over to her and knelt on one knee. "Kathy, I love you and would do anything for you. Will you please marry me?"

"I will marry you if you agree to be spanked at any time that I feel you deserve it." Kathy said.

"You can spank me at any time I deserve it. Please marry me!"

"Yes, I will marry you, Clyde." Kathy said. "Now kneel on the sofa again so that I can spank you for a few more minutes."

As I bent over the sofa, I felt Kathy tap the insides of my thighs and I spread my knees far apart. I now realized that I would be under the total control of Kathy.


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Haunting Love


Haunting Love


Desire within a single tear drop


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Escape from my lost passion.


Here I am,


But


Forever lost to desire for love.


How my heart and soul is cold like the distant star soaring about the endless heaven?


My body is a temple from heavenly divine for any man to worship like his personal Goddess,


But


I can’t belong to his wicked and sinful desire.


I don’t belong to Hell or Heaven,


Yet


I am just drifting by life like a haunting wind of what can never be within his reach or mine.


My lips lingering sweetly upon his lips,


But


I can’t taste his desire, because I am not part of life realities.


I once welcome life,


But


Only found death welcoming me forever as its, life mate.


How his haunting eyes calls out to me,


But


I can’t ever be with him.


Time is ticking away,


Here I am a haunting illusion within a endless enigma upon love that can’t savor his taste or touch as something I once held within my trbling arms.


Here within love’s darkness of death, I will always be his girl forever.


Always willing to chase the death demons away from his life.


Never will he know how I keep him safe from death.


A love,


I hold within my lost reality that keeps him breathing in life,


how I weep each time he takes a woman into his arms,


his bed and whisper how he soar each time he makes love to her.


Tears may fall like raging rain storm,


But


I will always shelter him from my own rage,


Because without him,


I will be lost forever within the light and darkness that tempts me upon each moment to surrender all my hope from love bracing my cold heart and soul with reality.


A love I hold for him will always burn cold with desire to touch and burn his flesh like another always does.


My tears are shallow and hallow within my reality and his.


He does not see, feel or hear my pain and sorrow that it is not his,


Who is thinking about, dreaming about or making love too, I find myself wondering about his hidden thoughts all the time, as I watch over him.


Kisses from me becomes the gentle breeze upon life wishing he could kiss me back.


How I wish he could just turn around see me standing behind him, looking at him, and longing for his kiss and touch upon this cold dead body of love?


I watch him dream about his one true love be within his reach, but I will never be.


How can he love another,


When I am here loving him completely and forever?


Does he feel my desire within his heart as I moved about his life?


What can I do?


What can I say to him to make him reach out to me?


Here I am,


Here loving him more than any another woman could ever love him,


But


I turn to see…


A door opening up.


He turns to face her.


Here I am screaming…


NO!!


As he takes her into his arms, as his lips covers hers, as his hands roam about her body.


Here I am falling apart with emotion of sorrow of him loving her, when he should be loving me.


I trble with pain, I flutter like death wings away from his haunting passion with her,


I weep my pain,


But


I pause.


He walks out into the night, he kisses his hand and blow a kiss, he says, “I know you are here with me, I know you are always loving me and watching over me. Know this my haunting my love, one day, I will be with you, until than….I will never be complete with any other woman, but you.”


I smile.


Here I am fearing the worst,


But


He reach out to me with hope and endless promise he and I will one day be together.


Now I have faith in my dreams and love for him.


I am no longer fearing this darkness surround me, because I know, I will one day hold him with my trbling arms, as he makes love me to forever.



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For my sweet Theo Theodoridis , who I miss every day while he lost from my life.



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Diaries of Ceres and Taliya - Part two: Taliya-P3

Part two: Taliya (its backwards sorry about that its before Ceres's part)




Chapter 3:



I was heading back down stairs with my black thong accentuating my tanned ass cheeks, a green loose fitting Chambray shirt on to finish up my chores. Ceres was still hard at work; it was close to lunch time so I went to prepare it. Mistress Julia stopped me.

“You girls go help Master John. I'll finish up here. If I need help cooking I'll call for you, Liya.” Looking at her I nodded. Searching for Ceres she couldn't be found in the dining room. I heard Master calling me from the living room. and I went to him.

“Liya, I want your room clean in five minutes.” Master John said. Five minutes. Damn! Two to get upstairs, only three minutes to clean. I nodded, heading on my way. Trashed. That was my room is. So I have this thing about keeping it clean.... but I started to rethink my position when I noticed the time. None left, nothing done.

I heard Master coming up the stairs. Panicking I ran out of my room, right into him.

“Master!” I said, appearing to be shocked, but I wasn’t.

“Liya, I want to see your room.”

“But Master....”

"NOW Liya!”

“Yes Master.” I led Master into my room and waited, waited for him to yell at me.

“You had five minutes young lady to get this room … look at it! It’s still a mess!”

“I'm sorry, Master. I tried my best. Really, I did,” I said, eyes watering, backing up into my bed.

"Start cleaning, Liya.” Master was a man of few words.

“Yes Master. Right away.” I started cleaning again, Master John staying in my room making sure I did it right. An hour later I was almost finished.

“Liya, Liya, Mistress wants you,” Ceres said running up the stairs, bursting in, her full chest heaving, sweat a light covering on her face.

“Right now?” What could be so important?

“Yes. Right now. You're done cleaning, right? If not, I’ll help you out if that’s okay with you, Master?” Ceres gave him that soft eyed look. Butter wouldn't melt in her mouth.

“I'm done; just have to put some things up. Master, will that be okay?" I asked as I knelt in front of him.

“Yes, my pet, it's fine. Go ahead, kitten, go see what Julia wants." I must have done something right. He only calls me “kitten” when I'm good.

“Thank you, Master. I’ll come back as fast I can.” Saying that I got up, heading down stairs to the kitchen.

“Come, sweetie, we need to talk.” Mistress Julia said.

“Why, Mistress? Did I do something wrong?”

“No baby; just sit down.”

“Yes, ma’am,” sitting down in the living room. Crazy thoughts running through my brain must have been mirrored in my eyes. A bitch slap...KA-POW... knock her on her skinny butt... then take a thin switch to her.... Dangerous thoughts for a submissive to have against her mistress.

“Do not look at me like that, little girl. You know better.” she yelled.

"Yes Mistress. I'm so sorry,” I meekly replied, hanging my head low. It was wrong for this girl to look at her mistress like that. Pulling a chair up in front of me, she sat down.

“Now, I want to tell you I am sorry for not helping you out.”

“Not helping me out?” I spoke quickly, out of turn.

“Don’t cut me off," she said sharply. "Now, like I was saying," she continued. "I am sure you heard my screams. I deserved it. And it will be happening from now on until John says otherwise. So please, if he asks..." she paused dramatically, " I have been good, I even told you I was sorry. Besides, if you lie on me to him that’s you’re ass not mine,” she said calmly. My loyalties were torn. I loved my Mistress, I really did. But to cross Master? That was flirting with disaster. However, I felt the need to protect her. Ignoring the alarms going off in my brain I submitted to her dominant will.

“Sure thing, or should I pay you back?” Looking in her direction I saw a figure at the bottom of the stairs. Master John, grimly standing there. I knew I was in trouble now, I’m sure he heard what I said.

“Oh no, don’t do that. I know I deserve payback but don’t do it. I don’t want you to get in trouble for it,” she said, not realizing he was behind her.

"To late for that Julie. She is already in trouble. Am I right, Taliya?" he said. Spinning around Mistress's jaw dropped so low it almost hit the ground. Fear flashed in her pretty blue eyes.

“I was just joking really I would never do that,” she nervously laughed, trying to diffuse the situation. Getting up I knelt in front of them both, assuming the correct submissive position. I lowered my head once again.

“I would never lie to you both I know better," I stated. "I know I need to learn a lesson for saying that. I’ll take any punishment you or Master give me. I won’t run, I love it here,” I said, tears rolling down my face. He said nothing, just looking at me for a moment. Shame made my fair skin redden deeply.

"Stand before me," Master said. I did as told. Was that sadness I saw in his eyes? Motioning to his wife that I was to be removed from his presence I was summarily dismissed. Unbidden, Mistress wiped my tears away, kissed me on the lips, leading me to my room. I guess I would be punished today. Going back out I could hear voices arguing heatedly. Mistress left me standing in the corner for an hour or so. It seemed like forever. Sometimes waiting is more painful than the actual discipline. Finally she returned.

“Come here, baby,” Mistress called to me. I went to her. “I know you didn’t mean to say it but I do have to punish you or I get punished. I will use the cane so we can get though this. I will hit you harder then you been hit before, do you understand, Liya? But only five. Be strong, my sweet child.” No no no no no! I begged her with my eyes. My voice quavered. “Yes, ma’am. I understand.” I lay on my bed with my pillows under my belly to raise my tight ass in the air. Sliding off my thong next I assumed the next position: my fingers laced behind my head.

"I want you to count them off. If you miss one it will be repeated, harder. This is punishment, not fun." Mistress Julia fondled the bamboo cane, rubing it on my ass. What, no warms up? This would hurt big time. She swung back; the harsh swooshing sound it made scared me. Such power she wielded, pulling back as if reaching a mile behind her. That power she would force though the cane into the swing would feel like it would kill me. I know she meant well. The pain was going to push my limits. I could cry 'Red' to make her stop, but I did promise to accept any punishment they were to give me. My words came back to haunt me. Like a lightning bolt thrown by Zeus down came that cane, cleaving the very heavens in twain to lay waste to my tender moons. I swear I could see Alpha Central when that first blow struck me. I didn’t count, I didn’t say one. My voice box locked up from the pain. 'Get up and RUN!' my brain screamed. That's just what I did, jumping up and out of bed, running to the corner crying and screaming, all promises forgotten.

“Mistress, please, I think one is fine! I learned my lesson. Please, that was too hard.” I cowered in the corner, making myself as small as possible, as if I could form a protective shield against her assault. Master must have been waiting in the hallway, or have run upstairs at the commotion being caused. It wouldn't do to have the neighbors calling the cops on us. Coming into my room he took the cane from Mistress. Begging him to not punish me she would do the job herself. If she let him punish me her tiny white ass would be next to feel his wrath. But her begging didn’t work. He came over to me; I didn’t dare move. Bending me over while I was still in the corner I received my punishment. I gladly counted out twenty medium lashes instead of five hard ones, crying more than normal because of the throbing pain from the first one. To my surprise he was actually holding me, being loving and caring. A man. Me. And I was liking it. I might have to rethink this no- man- for- me rule I had thought was true.

“Master....”

“Shh little one, it’s okay.” I wished I could stay like this but Julia was about to get hers.

I stayed in the corner kneeling as Master told Mistress to lay down.

“John, please. I am so sorry! I thought five would be better.” Julia's eyes were bright with tears. I felt for her, knowing what she was about to experience, first hand.

John's blood was boiling, his authority having being flaunted once too often for his liking, and by his partner, his wife, no less! She was his wife, true, but he was her first master, having trained her when she was a tender young submissive. Of all people.... Well, she was in need of retraining, and he was the one to do it. If she thought five hard lashes was proper punishment for someone else it would do for her.

“Five hard lashes for you, my dear, and you better not move! Do you hear me, Julia!” he stormed.

“Yes, yes, I do …Master.”

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What's In The Name Shazstoned



It was a Saturday night some years ago, I was home alone, it was time to dress fully for the first time. I showered and had a good shave.

I started with my false eyelashes on the top and bottom of my eyes, next the foundation and powder, eye shadow, a glittery green, dark red blusher to highlight my cheeks, black eye liner and masscarra followed. I added bright red lippy, all was applied quite heavy, how I like it.

I got myself dressed, basque, seemed stockings and thong all in black, a very short ( probably too short ) red leather skirt, white silk blouse and a thick black belt. I'd brought myself a pair of black patent shoes with a 5 " heel, a blonde bobed wig and my fantasy nails painted to match my lippy compleated the look.

I went downstairs and fixed myself a vodka and coke and lit a ciggie to settle my nerves, I sat on one of my bar stools to watch some T.V.

Several vodka's ( about 5 ish ) later I rbered a roll up I had been given some weeks earlier, smoke it outside I was warned, so I grab my red leather jacket and handbag and headed toward the front door. I'll go to the late shop 10 mins away and get some more ciggie's I was running low, must be the nerves. Now walking in 5" heels after a good few vodka's is not easy, I lit my roll up and headed toward the shop, I managed to finish my ciggie well before I reached the shop, soon after I arrived, tried to compose myself, felt light headed and unsteady. No one was in the shop as I reached the door, the guy working there must have seen me approach as he had came from behind the counter and was walking toward me, he went straight past, locked the door and pulled down the blind. I heard him walk up behind me, a hand grabed my arse. I asked him in my best feminine voice what he was playing at.

I'm going to fuck that pretty mouth of your's, slut!

My legs went, I tried to grab the counter, to late, I was on my knees, head swimming, looking like I should be on a street corner. I looked up, in front of me was a rock hard cock no time to react, he grabed both sides of my face and plunged his cock in my mouth, OMG, i'd lost all control. I sucked it like my life depended on it. I took as much as I could, red lippy marked how far down i' d managed. 

All my slurping sounds must have had an effect, he cum hard, first in my mouth, then withdrew and cum over my face, then put is cock back in my mouth and told me to suck it dry, like the little slut I felt I did as I was told.

He helped me up, and asked if I wanted anything. I brought ciggies and headed for the door, Still tasting his cum in my mouth, wobling in my heels, what a slapper.

He came up behind me, kissed me on the neck, and put a note in my bag telling me to read it later, he unlocked the door and I walked out. Glancing behind me I noticed the cctv camera's. Was I on film sucking cock.

It took ages to get home, must have something to do with the heels I was wearing, once there I had a drink a looked in the mirror, There was a long line of dried cum on my cheek, my lippy was smeared, and my eye liner had run, I lit a ciggie and put the T.V. on . Tonights film was Basic Instinct.

Shazstoned was Born.


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Anticipation - Part I (The Journey Begins)

Lead-In - No Sex. Strictly a set-up in the saga



Lead-In Only:


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She was told that the key would be at the front desk. She was so nervous when she drove into the parking lot that she almost slammed into a car backing out of a space. Waving her apology; her hands now gripped the steering wheel like a vise and a life-line as she pulled into a space. She couldn’t muster the nerve yet to get out of the car and walk the few steps to the front entrance of the hotel.



Her hands were shaking slightly and she felt the sweat begin to bead on her forehead. Panicking even more, she rummaged through her purse to grab her powder compact and lipstick. Pulling the visor down to block the sunlight from glaring through the windshield like a tractor beam she patted her upper brow and also on her nose where small beads of sweat were forming rapidly. Desperately she was using her fingertip to try to blend the powder as to not look pale and corpse-like. She touched up her lipstick and fluffed her bangs that were now beginning to look stringy from sweat. She was worried. She wanted to look her very best for Him.



She anticipated this moment and now that it had arrived, she wasn’t sure she could go through with it. She assessed herself in the mirror. She wasn’t half-bad looking for her age. Her hair was still long, thick, and a rich honey blond color. She was gray, mostly on her crown and hairline, but the colorist was excellent and she was pleased with the results. He hopefully wouldn’t notice the few gray hairs peeking through. Although her facial lines were more etched around her eyes, she still maintained a fresh, glowing look, and she was often complimented that she didn’t look a day over thirty-five.



Looking at her watch, she knew it was time. No turning back as she grabed her purse and got out of the car. With trbling hands she attempted to straighten out her skirt of the creases created from sitting and driving. Her heartbeat was pounding through her chest and she was sure anyone within a passing distance could hear it like a jack-hammer.



The glass doors opened automatically as she approached, almost as if they knew she was coming, so welcoming yet so detached. How many different people, for different reasons, business travel, vacationers, illicit affairs, even the occasional domestic dispute, passed through this threshold, but she knew why she was here.



She walked at a relatively fast pace through the entry hall to the reception area of the hotel. It wasn’t an upscale hotel like the Fairmont or even one close to matching the likes of a Hilton or Hyatt, but it would suffice. The loby was clean and bright with a mid-size, round, highly polished wood table in the foyer as a focal piece, with a large non-descript vase placed on it filled with fresh cut flowers.



She approached the reception desk and a woman wearing the standard hotel issued uniform and sporting a plastered, yet seemingly sincere smile asked how she could be of assistance. She gave her name and presented her driver’s license as identification and she was immediately handed a plain envelope with her first name scrawled on the front. Peeking inside the envelope was the keycard to the room; just as He said. She asked reception where the elevators were located, thanked her for her help, and crossed the loby.



Fanning herself with the envelope to cool herself down and to curb her rising anxiety, she pressed the up arrow button to call the elevator. Finally which seemed like ten or more minutes; when actually it was closer to two or three, the familiar ding to announce the elevator’s arrival occurred and the heavy doors opened. She stepped to the side to allow a couple pushing a stroller carrying a sleeping baby and a man in a dark suit with just a garment bag slung on his shoulder, to exit. She wondered if her feet were moving in wet cement because could barely take the few steps needed to enter the cage that would take her to her unknown future.



Looking at all the floors, she debated internally if she would have the nerve to continue? Could she push the button that lit her floor printed on her cardkey envelope? After a long deep breath, she did, and the elevator began its slow climb up. She watched the digital readout of each floor as it passed one floor after another.



The elevator stopped, the doors opened. She poked her head out and looked both directions down the long passageway. Stepping out, making a left, she passed each door looking intently for her room number. In the neutral color, carpeted hallway, in front of one room, she noticed a tray filled with half-eaten food and dirty dishes sitting outside waiting to be picked-up. Smiling secretively; the random image crossed her mind of one possible reason someone would order room service. With this trivial thought, her mind floated her to the present; to here and now; at this moment of time.




Taking a gulp and trying to swallow as her throat was parched and dry like crusty, stale bread, she stood silently in front of the one door. Her door; room 801; which looked like all other doors on this floor; with the one exception; once opened, her journey begins.



She knew the risks she was taking and what was on the line if caught. She slid the keycard into the slot. Of course, it didn’t turn green. She looked at it to make sure the arrows were pointing in the correct direction.



Another attempt, success; the door lit green and she slowly turned the handle and entered the room.




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Family Friend Jane Part Two




Family Friend, Jane Part 2

When I was 18, my parents were on vacation for three months and left a family friend Jane, in charge of the house and the discipline of me. Jane had just graduated from college at the time, so she was about four years older than I was. She caught me going through her bras and panties, so she spanked me.

As I grew older, I missed Jane and how her spankings changed my life. I went to college and moved away from my parents, and dated a few women. So I was surprised during my last year in college, during the holidays, to get a letter from Jane. She said that she was getting married in early January, and that she wanted me to be part of her wedding party. The letter went on to say that I was one of her most favorite friends, and hoped that I would accept her invitation.

Her wedding date was before my college classes began again, so I accepted her offer. She was marrying into a wealthy family, so almost everything was arranged for me and I didn't have to use much of my own money. Jane mailed back to me airline tickets, a voucher for a taxi to the hotel, and my hotel reservations. The wedding was going to take place in a large old church in the middle of the city, and the hotel was only a block away from the church. Most of the hotel was filled with her wedding party and nearly all of her guests.

She was very organized with her wedding plans. I would arrive on Thursday afternoon, and on Friday morning, be measured and pick up my rental tux. Late Friday afternoon would be the wedding rehearsal, followed by a dinner. Her wedding was to take place on Saturday at four in the afternoon, followed by a reception that had a fully catered dinner. I was grateful that Jane had my flight back booked on Monday, so I would have Sunday to relax and enjoy the city.

My flight went very well, and I was surprised at the nice large room she had reserved for me at the hotel. The tuxedo rental place was only a few blocks from the hotel, and I had no trouble with the tux rental. Jane had also prepaid for my tux rental. Everybody was so busy, that I didn't get a chance to see and talk to Jane until her wedding rehearsal. I thanked her for everything and soon the rehearsal started. Jane told me that she really wanted to talk to me some more after the rehearsal dinner.

At the rehearsal, I found out that I was paired up with one of Jane's younger friends, Linda. She was also in her last year of college and was always a close friend of Jane. I guess that Jane had been her mentor, and she had been a really close friend for the last six years. At the rehearsal, they told us that the pictures would be taken at one o'clock, and probably take two hours. This would give us a whole hour to relax and prepare for the wedding.

The rehearsal dinner was a full five-course dinner back at the hotel. The food was great. Jane came around to me during the dinner and said she wanted to talk to me some more in my hotel room after the dinner. Since I was in a strange city with no evening plans, I told her it would be good to talk to her some. After speaking with the rest of her wedding party, I went up to my room and relaxed. About a half an hour later, I heard a knock on the door and it was Jane. I let her in and we talked on the couch. I had grown much bigger since she took care of me at age eighteen, and my voice had gotten deeper. She told me that I would make a great husband for a woman, someday.

Then the conversation turned to when she had taken care of me when I was eighteen. "I have so many pleasant memories of that summer, that is why I wanted you to be in my wedding party. You will always remain my one of my most favorite friends."

"I am grateful to be part of your wedding party." I replied.

"Rber when I caught you in the guest room going through my bra and panties and what I did to you?"

"Yes, you spanked me and had me wear panties while you stayed with me." I said.

"You do rber. Good for you."

"Those spankings actually taught me more respect for women. So I was happy to see you, again. I was hoping that you would spank me, again." I said.

"So do you still wear those panties I bought you?" Jane asked.

"As you can see, I have grown a lot since then, so they no longer fit me."

"Clyde, pretend that I am babysitting you and stand in front of me with your hands on your head. You have been a naughty boy and I just caught you going through my things."

I stood in front of her and she unbuckled my belt, unzipped me, and brought my slacks to my ankles. Soon my underpants were also at my ankles. Now I stood in front of Jane, naked from the waist down. I had an instant erection, standing before her like this.

"As I rber, you reacted the same way when you were eighteen." Jane examined my penis and balls and said, "you need to shave down here if you are to wear my panties during the wedding. Stay right here with your hands on top of your head, while I run back to my room to get some things. Where is your room key?"

"On the television." I replied.

"Stay right there. I'll be back shortly."

I felt sort of funny, standing with my hands on my head, and naked from the waist down. But in a few minutes, Jane walked in the room carrying a bag.

She pulled out a razor and some shaving cream. She then went into the bathroom and came out with a warm washrag and towel. "Stand still. I don't want to accidentally cut you." Soon I felt the coolness of the shaving cream, and the cool air around my now hairless penis and balls.

"Before I try my panties on you, I believe you deserve a good spanking. Go over my knees so that I may spank you." Jane was wearing a short skirt with pantyhose. She hiked up her skirt and soon I could feel her soft smooth legs under my body. My erect penis dangled between her legs. She closed her legs together, so I was tightly in position. "I am happy to hear those spankings you helped change your life."

"I now treat women with a lot more respect since you spanked me." I said.

"So let me turn you white bottom a nice shade of red." The Jane started to spank me. Since it had been a few since Jane had last spanked me, it took a little bit of time to get used to. She started with softer spanks, and they became harder and harder as time went on. It was nice to smell her perfume, feel my bottom warm up, and be totally under the control of Jane. Soon the spanks were starting to sting and I began to squirm a bit.

"Don't move around so much. Your spanking is almost over with." Jane said. After a few more spanks, Jane said, "You can stand up now."

I stood up and my hands quickly went back and rubed my poor bottom. Meanwhile, Jane reached into the bag and pulled out three pairs of panties. "Stand with your arms behind your back as I try these on you." Then I had to step into each pair of panties as Jane pulled them up and examined me in them. All three had a lot of little lace on them, and she thought a pink pair fit me the best. They were made out of very thin silk and barely held my erect penis in them.

"Be sure you wear these to the wedding, tomorrow. I want to rber that you have a well-spanked butt and you are wearing my panties in the wedding pictures."

"But I will feel so barrassed. What if someone notices?" I pleaded.

"That is why I wanted you in the ceremony, and why you are one of my favorite friends. I need to see my other guests, now. See you tomorrow." Then Jane took her bag and left my room.


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Black Widow part2

Shattered by the first experience, I wanted my own back


The rest of the day was just a blur, I was trying to get my head round what had just taken place. Whilst I was incredibly turned on by the whole experience, I didn't know if I wanted more or I wanted to get my own back. Not only had she spanked me over my own desk and finger fucked my arse whilst wanking me off, she had not shown any emotion, it just felt like she had used me for her own pleasure.

Thankfully we finished off the days figures for the day and Miss Cooper departed, saying that we would do the final accounts tomorrow before submitting them to the board. I was in turmoil having been shattered by the first experience, I just wanted to make sure that everything was in order for the next day. I worked through till the early hours checking and cross checking all the figures - I didn't want to give her any excuses to punish me again.

The following morning, as usual Miss Cooper turned up promptly at 8.30, she sat down in my office and asked for my report. I handed over the final accounts with trepidation, hoping that the hours I had put in had paid off. What seemed like hours - Miss Cooper poured over the report, checking the figures several times. Eventually looking up from the report with a smug smile she said "Not bad, you must of worked hard. Still a couple of mistakes but a much better effort, maybe I won't have to go so hard on you this time."

She still had a superior air about her but I wasn't about to be intimidated by her this time. Asking to she the mistakes, I was sure that I had all the figures right. Sure enough Miss Cooper had highlighted in red pen 2 sets of figures, my blood ran cold. Quickly I checked them and then it was my turn to smile, my figures were right, the Black Widow had made a mistake. Knowingly I asked her what she had in mind, in terms of punishment for the mistakes.

"Oh I think more of the same don't you, maybe you will enjoy it!" She said sarcastically. I suggested that I was prepared to take the punishment coming to me but just to give myself the benefit of doubt, would she mind just checking the figure one more time. Reluctantly she said she would but that I was only making life more difficult for myself, as the result would be the sam but she was loosing patience and would be forced to take stricter measures.

Then it dawned on her, frantically searching the pages - I had caught her out. At last for the first time I could actually see a look of surprise and fear in her eyes. "There must be some mistake, I'm sure there is an easy explanation for this" she blurted out. Now I had the upper hand and confidently said - " Now I think we agreed more of the same but for impudence maybe I should dictate the terms."

"What do you want, a pay rise, a promotion, a glowing report to the board" She said, trying to negotiate a way out of what I think she knew was coming.

"Oh all of those but first I think you and me have a little score to settle. Now stand up and take off your jacket and skirt." There she stood in black stockings and with lovely matching panties, her blouse barley covering her lace clad bottom. "Now take off you blouse and bend over the desk." Again reluctantly she complied - what a sight the Black Widow, bent over my desk with nothing but her underwear. Her panties had slid up into her arse cheeks, as I ran my hand over her lovely soft flesh. My hand slipped between the folds of of her panties, as I gently run her through the thin material. I heard her gasp as I pushed my fingers deeper into her. With one movement I tore them off her, now leaving her complete exposed.

"Miss Cooper, spread your legs wider for me." This she did, now clearly exposing her pussy lips and the nice little rose bud of her arse hole. Thinking back to yesterdays punishment, I had decided make sure that she knew how it felt to be used and abused. Taking my belt off, I folded it in half and then without warning brought it down on Miss Coopers unblemished skin, leaving a livid red strap line across her backside. She sobed, and visibly stiffened, this only made me more inclined to land several more blows. Making sure to crisscross her now glowing bottom. After delivering a dozen or so blows, I stopped to examine my handy work. Several welts were now starting to rise and a lovely warm glow radiated from her arse. I grasped her cheeks and slowly ran my hand over her backside before dipping my hand between her legs. To my shock and amazement, her pussy was soaking wet. My finger slipped between her lips, as I probed her now dripping pussy. With drawing my fingers, I took some of her moisture and used it to slowly lubricate her arse hole. Slowly I pushed my index finger into her arse, all the way up to my knuckle. Slowly working my finger in and out of her arse, I felt her push back onto me. I spat on my hand and inserted another finger and now worked them harder into her ares.

Now she was panting and I could her her take breaths in short sharp gulps. I undid my trousers with my spare hand and started to stroke my now stiff cock, stopping only to position myself behind her. With one deep thrust I entered her pussy, knocking the breath out of her with the sudden movement. There we lay until I feel her once more push into me, slowly I gathered rhythm, picking up speed and intensity. I remove my fingers from her arse and started to play with her clit, all the time pumping into her. I could tell that Miss Cooper was close to to coming and I could feel the pressure build in my balls. With one final thrust I felt her shuddering orgasm, as she collapsed on the desk. I pulled out of now soaking pussy, just in time to see my cum fly over her back and arse cheeks.

What satisfaction to have the knowledge that I had beaten the Black Widow, I was already thinking of ways to spend my bonus.


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A New Level

“Get up those fucking stairs” I’m running fast with you on my tail. You catch me as I reach my bedroom door, and when you grab me around the throat and pull me back onto you, I gasp because instantly it has made my knees weak and my pussy wet. “I didn’t say go” you whispered into my ear. I cannot reply because already I feel shaky and cannot trust my voice not to reveal how much I want you. You already know how badly I want everything you have to offer. you can see as I look at you with needy eyes. Opening my bedroom door you push me through and force me face first onto my bed, then you pull off my jeans without un-buttoning them. I don’t resist you because it’s what I want. I want to be everything that you desire. Next come off my knickers, and I moan as the fact that I’m exposed to you, embarrasses and arouses me. You spread my ass cheeks and examine my ass making me feel as though I want to hide from you, from your scrutiny. My eyes are closed and I realise that for the first time I am going to give myself to someone entirely. Every part of me wants a piece of you, even the parts that don’t realise it yet. You’re by far the rudest person I’ve met and I know you’re going to challenge me, but I’ll meet you on the highest level, and strive to climb higher. Your fingers are spreading my ass now and I can feel my pussy aching and dripping already, though you refuse to touch it. I’m squirming as one of your fingers finds it’s way into my tight ass, and immediately I show how slutty I am by grinding myself onto it, you weren’t planning on being gentle anyway were you! Now noises have started erupting from my throat as you slide your finger out, and add another, ramming them into me, testing my limits, seeing what it will take to make me cry out. I am stubborn though and I will refuse to be defeated. I’m rocking myself back and forth, desperately pleading with you, not with words but with the tone of my incoherent voice. “You want more?” you ask in a way that makes me think you won’t care what answer you receive. “yesssssss, fuck yes” I moan even though I never actually decided. A third finger stretches me, it starts to hurt, but the fact that I know I won’t stop you, even if you introduce numbers four and five makes me gasp. I’m like an animal now and my pussy aches to be touched. Just one touch, I want you to feel what you’ve done to me. Your fingers are sliding out of me now, you don’t want to totally destroy my ass until your cock has at least enjoyed it. You undress yourself and your cock is not shy at all. It stands to face me and I am pleased to see that it’s tip glistens with pre cum, immediately I want to taste it, I moved towards it and you stop me. “You don’t deserve that yet, you fucking whore” Being called a “whore” is new to me, but I like it more than I could have imagined and I want to act like a whore for you now. I want to obey you, until I deserve to taste your cock. You lay me on my bed, and I feel as though I’m ready for anything, I’ll have to be. You straddle my face backwards and order me to lick your ass, I’m so fucking horny I am hungry for it, and my tongue hard like a bullet, laps at your ass hole and makes me feel, like the dirty little bitch you want me to be. I reach my hands around because I need to feel your cock I need to touch it and feel it’s hardness. It’s solid and I want it so badly I am tormented. You allow me to stroke it for a few seconds before firmly pinning my arms to the side of me. I moan my frustration into your ass as I continue to lick. You lean forward and squeeze my nipples hard, immediately they respond and harden which encourages you to pull at them perhaps looking for another reaction. My mouth is slurping at you now as I’m enjoying the new attention I’m getting. My legs are spreading themselves wider in the hope, that it will encourage you to play with my pussy it doesn’t work, you begin squeezing my breasts, it hurts actually but I won’t complain. It’s time for a change and you move down the bed towards my open legs, I try to spread them wider as if daring you. At last your hands are on me where I want them, you spread my hairless pussy lips open and peer into my soaked pussy hole. “Touch me, please I need it” I whisper like the desperate slut I have become. You touch me finally, and I moan gratefully, well actually I’m close to crying tears of relief and I haven’t even come yet. Your fingers slide into my hot soaking hole and my head falls to the side as I can already feel my first orgasm growing. My breath quickens and my hands find my breasts and knead them, then you stop. I cannot believe it! I am almost angry with you, and all ‘you’ can do is smile. I am so desperate that my fingers immediately go to my rescue and slip easily into my pussy, you try to stop me but I am determined and then as you watch me finger fuck my own pussy you enjoy the show as I start to cum and juices run from me soaking my ass in preparation for what is next. I’m satisfied but cross with you. It makes you laugh though, which infuriates me further, I wish I could tease you but my feigned anger is already making me horny again, and I need you. You turn me over and slap me hard across the centre of my ass. I cry out with the shock of it and the reaction makes you slap me again, and again, until I have a display of red handprints on my skin. You want me on my knees and I willingly obey you. I can feel the tip of your hard cock on my ass and before I have had time to consider how much this is going to hurt me, you ram it straight into me. I do actually scream a silent scream into the bedspread but once inside the pain eases and I beg you to fuck my ass hard. “Does my dirty little whore want her ass fucked hard?” Of course I cry out “yes” as it’s the only word I know where you are concerned. You raise up my head with a handful of my hair and turn my face so you can see how much I’m enjoying it, I’m supporting my own head now and you let go of my hair and force your hand into my open desperate mouth. My mouth is small but you force your fingers to the back of my throat thrusting my mouth as you pound my ass with your cock. I’m gagging, I don’t want to gag, I want to take it gracefully but the gagging excites you and you just strive to push your fingers further in. I have tears on my cheeks and drool running from my chin, I look a sight, I have given up the sexy look in favour of the abused look!! And you’re nowhere near finished with me yet. I’m helpless as you slide your cock out and begin pissing into my gaping asshole. I’ve never experienced this before, and I’m shocked by it! As I feel my ass filling up with your hot piss, you thrust back into me mid flow. You’re fucking my throat with your hand, you’re pissing and fucking me! It’s the Naughtiest, filthiest, thing, I have ever known and my fingers rub my clit, desperate to cum before you stop. In just seconds I have waves of pleasure sweeping over me, not just from my clit, my violated ass is also enjoying my orgasm and with every thrust my pleasure is peaking until it reaches such an intensity that I am paralysed unable to do anything but moan in an alien language. You roar like a wild animal and shoot everything you have into my piss soaked ass, ravaging me, shaking me, using me up, until we collapse and the reality and mess is all that remains. Showered and soothed a little, the whole thing is already feeling like a dream. I want to be sweet again, to pull off the whole innocent look that I wear with pride :o) But it’s too late for that, as you already know I have no limits, no boundaries. I’m making you a well earned bacon sandwich and doing the whole sweet thing quite well ‘I think’ that is until you join me in the kitchen and I feel compelled to drop to my knees in front of you, I look up at you with a cheeky smile and take your cock into my mouth. My eyes don’t leave yours, your cock tastes a mixture of dove soap and pre-cum and is delicious, I seem starved as I try desperately to take it to the back of my throat, you appreciate my enthusiasm and my obvious lust for it. My mouth aches, and as your cock grows solid you fuck my mouth, the noises as hot air escapes my sealed lips as I gasp around you excites you and a moan that I have no control over, born not from physical but mental arousal, causes vibrations on your balls. You love seeing me on my knees it’s where I belong, below you. You get carried away and slap me hard across my face, I’m shocked but I can’t deny that it’s so fucking horny, and as you slap me again, I have tears in my eyes because I feel cheap yet, it does something to me that I can’t describe. Then you humiliate me further by asking me to piss myself. I’m not sure if I can, and I almost laugh at the prospect, but I see the seriousness in your face and make a decision. I’ll try it for you. If it drives you wild it’s sure to drive me wild, right? Right!!!! At first I struggle to let go of it, but when I do, holy crap!! It’s the most liberating, humiliating, and degrading thing I have ever done, and as piss pours onto the floor below me, soaking my feet, my knickers, and my cunt, I see the pure, raw, desire in your expression and I know that I made the right choice. You pull yourself out of my mouth, and you wank hot cum over my face, my mouth is open and with my tongue I try to catch some, you grab my hair and rub my face all over your cock and your balls, until your pleasure subsides and I look like the whore you always wanted.

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My Wife Is a Slut

Joy was once gang banged by a group of her teachers when she was seventeen in high school in the principal's office during school hours. She has no inhibitions about doing a guy or group of guys in public. In fact, having a group of people watching her suck cock or getting fucked turns her on. She especially likes the feeling of being a slut and being used like a sperm bank.

The following story is about an event that happened to my wife a number of years ago.

My wife, Joy, went to her company's Christmas party dressed in a tight black skirt, a blue silk blouse, dark thigh-high stockings and 5" black patent leather high-heeled pumps. The blue blouse was the type that wrapped around itself to cover her big 34C tits. She didn't wear a bra or panties and because of the material and the cool temperature of the night, her nipples sticking out nearly poked out through the silk material.

At the Christmas party, the guys out numbered the women by a ratio of about five to one. Every time Joy would walk to the bar for a drink, the height of her heels made her tits bounce under her blouse. A lot of the guys at the party took notice of this every time she walked.

Finally, one guy from a party of six seated at a table went up to my wife and asked if she would like to dance. She willingly accepted his offer and soon the both of them were dancing to a slow song in a corner of the dance floor that was in the shadows. While my wife danced with her new friend, she made sure that her tits rubbed against his chest. The guy decided to take some liberties and cupped my wife's left tit in his right hand. He could feel her hard nipple through the silk material of her blouse.

Joy made no attempt to stop him feeling her up and he got a little bolder. He slipped his hand inside her blouse, pulled back the material and let her left tit pop out. He continued to dance with her while her tit was exposed for everyone to see.

After the song was over he pulled away from my wife, and she casually covered up her exposed tit. She thanked her new "friend" for the dance and both of them went back to their seats. The guy couldn't wait to tell his pals about his experience and sure enough, when the next slow song came on, another guy asked Joy to dance with him.

Like his friend this guy was also able to pull my wife's tit out of her blouse for the enjoyment of everyone there. After the dance was over, Joy again put her tit away and sat down. For the next two hours, Joy was asked to dance to every slow song that played. Each and every guy who danced with her got to feel her up and expose her tit to the crowd.

All the time during those two hours, when Joy wasn't dancing and being felt up, she was drinking the endless stream of drinks that guys were sending over to her. By the second hour of dancing she had quite a buzz on. Being felt up by nearly every guy there was also making her quite excited. Every time a dance would end she got slower and slower about putting her exposed tit away. One of the first guys to dance with her got a second chance and this time he pulled both of her tits out of her blouse.

When the song ended Joy was so hot and wasted that she didn't bother to cover herself up. By that time, many of the partygoers had left including most if not all of the women. So there was my wife, standing on the dance floor with her tits hanging out of her blouse and a room full of guys enjoying the show.

The guy who had just finished dancing with her asked if she would like to join him and his pals at their table. She happily agreed and the guy took her hand and walked her back to his table. Joy was feeling the effects of the liquor and this coupled with the height of her heels, made her tits bounce every which way. Every guy there enjoyed watching her melons bouncing all over the place.

The guys at the table made a seat available for my wife and she sat down without putting her tits away. The guys figured Joy was up for a party and very soon after she sat down the guys on each side of her reached over and grabbed a handful of her tits. Joy's nipples were rock hard and the guys pulled on them to see how far they could stretch out her tits. When they let go of her nipples, her mounds would bounce back onto her chest like bags of Jell-O.

Soon there were guys standing behind her and they reached around to grab their share of tit. The two guys sitting to her left and right gave up on her tits and each reached under the table and stroked the inside of her thighs. My wife immediately spread her legs farther apart for them. The two guys took the hint and each of them reached up to feel her wet cunt. While one stroked her excited clit, the other buried his middle finger in her pussy.

Joy was getting so turned on by all this attention that she started to fuck the finger inside her. The guys playing with her tits were now sucking on her hard nipples and kissing her tits. The guy standing behind her pulled her face up to his and gave her a deep open mouthed kiss. The guy on her right took her hand and brought it down to his crotch so that she could feel his hard-on.

Joy squeezed and rubbed his erect cock through his pants. The guy unzipped his fly and pulled his hard dick out for her to play with. My wife immediately began to jerk the guy off. After a few seconds of this, the guy stood up put his hand behind her head and guided her face to his dick. My wife opened her mouth wide and took his hard dick deep into her mouth. As she sucked the guy to her right, the guy on her left whipped out his dick and made her wrap her hand around it.

So there was my wife, sucking one guy, jerking off another and having her tits mauled by a bunch of guys standing behind her. The guy who had his dick in her mouth grabbed a fistful of hair and held her head still while he fucked her mouth like a cunt. After a minute or so of fucking her face he pulled out his dick, jerked it a few times and then blew a wad of cum onto my wife's face. Some of his cum dripped down her chin, but the thick globs stuck to her face. He took his finger, scooped up the globs of cum and fed it to my slut wife. As soon as he backed away, another guy stepped forward and presented my wife with another hard dick to suck. My wife wasted no time and immediately began sucking this new cock.

Someone in the crowd behind my wife suggested that they make her stand up. They pulled Joy to her feet and made her bend over to suck the dicks that were now waving out of a lot of zippers. While she bent over to do as she was told, hands raised her skirt above her hips to expose her ass and pussy to the crowd. As soon as she was bent over, some guy buried two then three fingers into her pussy. Another guy licked his middle finger and buried it up to his knuckle into her asshole.

While this was going on, the other guys pulled her blouse open and then off so that her tits were dangling towards the floor. One guy got underneath her and sucked on her tits like a baby cow at feeding time. Her other tit was being pulled and twisted by three other guys. The guy finger-fucking her decided that she was ready for some real cock and got behind her. He spread her ass cheeks farther apart and with one quick thrust buried his dick up to his balls in her pussy.

My wife was so excited by this time that she had her first orgasm after only a few strokes of the guy's dick inside her. The orgasm was so good that her knees buckled and she almost lost the guy. After a few more minutes the guy fucking her mouth couldn't hold back any longer and he shoved his dick a little more into her mouth a then filled her face with her first load of cum. He announced to everyone that he was cumming in "this bitch's mouth".

This turned on the guy fucking her from behind and he emptied his cum into her pussy. The guy who came in her mouth was replaced by another eager dick that proceeded to fuck her mouth like a cunt. The guy behind her pulled his softening dick out of her cunt and a small stream of cum flowed out of her pussy. The next guy to mount her from behind had to stand on his toes to fuck her because she was still wearing her 5-inch stiletto heels.

After half an hour had passed, my wife had sucked off 5 guys and another 6 had fucked her. By that time she had cum on her face, in her hair, on her shoulders and tits. Her pussy was so full of cum that it constantly dripped out of her cunt and made a puddle on the floor. Every time someone shoved his dick into her he forced out some other guy's cum from her well-used pussy.

Joy was quite a site being bent over with a dick in her pussy, her tits flopping around as her head bobbed up and down on another guy's dick. She had bent her knees slightly so that everyone who wanted to fuck her from behind could easily reach her pussy, she wouldn't take off her high heels, she said they made her feel slutty.

After a while my wife said she wanted to lay down and be fucked, they took some table cloths off the tables placed them on the floor and had her lay on her back. She got on her back and spread her legs as wide as she could to show everyone her gaping pussy. She asked two of the guys to each grab an ankle and spread her out as far as they could.

She then asked the crowd, "Who wants to fuck this slut?"

A line immediately formed at her pussy and the first in line rammed his dick up her hole. Meanwhile some fat black guy straddled her chest, sat on her tits and rammed his fat dick down her throat. He forced his dick down her throat until his balls rested on her chin. My wife struggled to breath around his big dick. The black guy just laughed at her discomfort and told her "Suck my big black dick you white cunt!" After two or three minutes of this he grabbed his dick, stroked it a few times and blasted a huge load of cum onto my wife face. When he was done shooting he stuck his dick back into her mouth and told her to "clean me off."

While she was sucking the black guy, two other guys had emptied their loads into her pussy. Someone decided that instead of sloppy seconds in her cunt, he wanted to fuck her up her ass. So they made my wife roll over and get on her hands and knees like a dog. The guy got on his knees behind her, stuck his dick into her pussy to lubricate it with the cum that was in there and proceeded to shove his dick up my wife's ass.

Two guys spread her ass cheeks farther apart and very slowly the head of the guys prick disappeared in my wife's asshole. He pushed in a little, pulled out a bit, pushed in a little more, pulled out and by the third push his dick was all the way in her asshole and his balls were resting against her open pussy. While she was being fucked in the ass, another guy had grabbed a hand full of hair and was forcibly fucking her mouth. Another guy had reached under her and was pulling her nipples and twisting them around forcing her tits to shake all around.

After the guy fucking her ass emptied his load into her asshole, the next five guys in a row fucked her in the ass. When the fifth guy pulled his dripping cock out of her ass, her asshole was huge. It was no longer the little puckered eye it had been. Instead it was a round gaping hole inviting the next cock to fuck it. Sometime during this asshole fuck fest, someone had decided to fill my wife's empty cunt with something. That something turned out to be a Coca-Cola bottle. He had shoved it so far up her snatch that only the bottom rim of the bottle was visible from her cunt.

During the time her ass was being gang-banged, her mouth was also being gang fucked. Six or seven guys were playing a form of Russian roulette with her mouth. Each guy would fuck her mouth for a few moments and stop just before he came. The object of the game was to see who could last the longest without cumming in her mouth. However, after the first guy came all over her face and in her hair, the rest of the guys forgot about the game and decided to give my wife a cum shower.

Eventually all of the guys who took a piece of my wife were spent. In the space of an hour and a half she had sucked 14 different cocks, been fucked by 12 more, had been fucked in the ass 6 times and had a Coke bottle shoved up her pussy. When all the guys were through, my wife fucked herself with the Coke bottle in her cunt until she had her final orgasm of the evening. She lay on the floor covered in cum in her stockings and high heels. She played with her tits and asked if the guys had any more for her.

The guys told her that they were fucked out, but if she gave them her number, they would arrange another "party" later in the week. They promised Joy that she would be the entertainment.

During all this I had been sitting at our table watching as my wife being used. My dick was about to explode and I had already unzipped to release it from my pants. After the guys left I got up and went to my wife and told her what a great slut she was and I dropped my pants and told her I needed some relief. Joy smiled at me and grabbed my dick a began sucking it. Joy loves sucking a dick and is an expert at it. Because of seeing her will used I didn't last long and shot a huge load down her throat.

I gathered up Joy's clothes and put them in her purse. Joy didn't want to mess them up and said she would just ride home naked, if I also wouldn't put my pants back on so she could play with my dick on the way home. Joy also promised that we got home we could party together in the showered.

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