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Get Together

I was at a local topless dance bar with a buddy of mine. I was kind of
a regular there, coming in about once a month or so. One of the reasons I was
a regular was sitting on my lap at the moment. Her name was Julie, and she
worked most Saturday nights, which was when I usually came in. Naturally she
was very pretty, blonde, tanned, slender, with small breasts (but real and
nicely shaped), great legs, and an ass to die for.

On top of the very nice physical package she was friendly, chatty and gave
a WONDERFUL lap dance. She touched as much as the law would allow, and maybe a
bit more. And as time had gone on (this was the sixth time I had come in
during the past 5 months) her dances for me had gotten just a little more
risque, a little hotter, a little more daring. She let me touch her back quite
a bit too, but I was always careful not to go over the line. It was still
great. She also gave lip-kisses. Most of the girls would only give you a
little nip on the cheek. Little details like that mean a lot to me.

Anyway, we were there and my buddy got up to go to the restroom. As he
walked away, I sighed, considering the fact I only had $22 bucks left of the
$130 I had started with, and observed that it was unfortunate the evening was
going to have to end fairly soon. Continue reading Get Together

Two Girls And A Guy In Bondage

As you lay tied spread-eagled on the bed, Renee and I teased you by
walking around, hugging, kissing, and showing you our shaved pussys.
While Renee got up on the bed, and took your semi-erect penis into
her hand, I looked in her closet and found a fur mitten on the shelf.
By the time I got back to the bed, Renee had gotten your penis hard,
and was slowly running her tongue around the head, circling and
circling the rim, occasionally running her tongue across the tip, and
tickling your little hole. I put on the mitten, and started rubbing
your chest with the soft fur. You wanted to move your hands, but
they were tied securely above your head. As I circled your nipples,
teasing them so that they grew erect and hard, Renee was taking the
head of your penis into her mouth, and closing her lips just under
the head. Slowly she would move down, and then back up, then down a
little further, and then back up. You were starting to moan a little
with the pleasure you body was getting. Continue reading Two Girls And A Guy In Bondage

Spanking Sex Story

Ann sat on the corner of the bed waiting for Tom to enter
the room and give the inevetible order to strip and lay across
the bed for her spanking. She could hear the sound of the strap
landing across her Jennifer’s rear and the accompanying cries of
pain and promises to be a good girl. As she sat listening she
remembered one of the many spankings she had recieved from her
father many years ago. Continue reading Spanking Sex Story

Pregnant lustful babe

Teri’s body had always fascinated me. She was in her early
20s, slender, with medium sized tits, and a well maintained
figure. It was obvious to me she was proud of her body and took
good care of it. She wasn’t tall, about 5′ 1″, and had brownish
blonde hair, which she wore a little longer than her shoulders.
She was invariably pleasant and always had a “Good morning, Mr
Franks” whenever she saw me.

Teri worked down the hall from me as a secretary in another
office. She and my secretary were office pals and often had lunch
together or chatted during their coffee breaks. Whenever she would
stop by to talk with Marcia, I’d see her in the outer office and
would fantasize about what her body looked like without clothes. Continue reading Pregnant lustful babe

Fantasy Science Fiction Sex Story

Her eyes adjusting to the faint glow of the monitor’s lights, she awoke.
Every inch of her skin was cold, but that was to be expected after ten years
in thermo freeze. The room was not as she remembered it. Once shiny metal
cabinets were now covered with dust; debris littered the floor. She glanced
over at the three other thermo tanks in the room, there lights were out. This
meant that her companions had already evacuated or more likely that they were
dead.

Slowly, she lifted herself off the bed on which she lay, ducking her head
to avoid the glass cover which had protected her for the last ten years.
She walked stiffly over to the next tank. Commander Barton’s body was still
inside, while her pulse and respiratory indicators showed her to be dead. The
other two tanks, which were reserved for the two men of the crew, also
contained bodies with no detectable respiration or heartbeat. She was the only
surviving member of her squad. Continue reading Fantasy Science Fiction Sex Story

Becky trained by spanking hard

Becky’s Training
Young slender Becky Larson had been, as ordered, secured over the top of
the large oak table in my private dinning chamber.
She was dressed in a crisp schoolgirl uniform consisting of a starched
white blouse which buttoned up the front, a short plaid skirt,
white knee highs, white cotton panties/bra and her hair had been put up
in little schoolgirl pig-tails.
Becky was tied with her shapely smooth legs pinioned with narrow black
leather straps at the knees, her ankles bound together and then tied to

a rope leading to the right table leg and her trim white arms pulled and

stretched out in front of her, her narrow wrists tied to ropes leading to

the tables opposite end

legs.

Before being tied, becky had been made to lay over a fat sofa pillow,

placed at the end of the large oak table, and designed to ensure that her

young, tender bottom was raised and the center of focus as one entered

the long room.

The ropes had been tied to allow enough slack for becky to raise her

upper torso some, or to arch her back and push her young bottom cheeks up

and out in a big girl swell if order to.

A large ornamental, beveled mirror on the wall in front of her allowed

her master to view her facial expressions at anytime.

As I walked in to the room, lightly tapping the long supple birch

rod against my black riding boots, a stern look crosses my face. I

looked forward to providing becky with her first real slavegirl whipping.

Becky’s clear blue eyes widen with fear at the sight of the rod. Her

petite, slim, coltish legs lightly rubbing together with nervous

anticipation of

the feel of that rod across her plump schoolgirl bottom cheeks.

Becky opened her mouth, starting to question….to plead to be let off,

but not a word started before I cut her off sharply…. “Be silent

Becky” I ordered her in a calm voice, “the only sound we are going to

hear this afternoon is the sound of this birchrod skinning your young

bottom….”

I smiled as I stroked the birch rod softy across her bottom cheeks.

Young Becky Larson, 16 years old, a little tramp runnaway from the

streets of Seattle. Robert had seen her often, panhandling money,

hanging out with delinquent boys, intoxicated, or high, slouched up

against the side of some downtown office building, or walking through the

crowd down at the market, looking for tourists from Iowa, or Kansas, with

fat

wallets, and easily distracted by a pretty blond girl in a too short or

too

tight skirt who accidently rubs against them while one of the boys picked

their pockets.

Robert never got over how easy it was, how clean, and sudden and final.

A phone call, some private words and a picture faxed, and now blond

headed, willowy, plump bottomed Becky Larson, a new residient of Cheluna

Mansion.

Becky had been there a week, a long week, long enough to know better

then to hesitate at a Master’s command, and long enough to know better

then to refuse a request.

I set the long whippy birchrod down and gently caressed Becky’s pretty,

open- expressioned face, poking my finger in her small mouth, enjoying

the sensation of her soft lips and gentle tongue wetting my fingers as I

slowly pistoned them in and out. I withdrew my finger, smearing her

saliva across her lips, making them shine.

“I’m very unhappy with you Becky, very disappointed,” I tell

her in a low soft voice, ” I thought I had taught you better…”

I walked around the end of the table and was confronted with the

exciting double cheekswell of this trim bottomed girl strapped over for

discipline.

I wasted no time in flicking the end of the birch rod under Becky’s

little schoolgirl skirt, and flipping it up on to her back. There it

was, that robust, plump little ass I had seen straining against her tight

slut jeans on the streets of Seattle only last week.

The elastic tightness of her white schoolgirl knickers straining with

the plump fullness of becky’s rear cheeks, broadened and fattened by

her bent posture..

I took the tail of Becky’s skirt and tucked it up under the thick

leather waist strap. I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of her white

panties and slowly lowered the material, watching her ass flesh compress

and then roll out from under the desending material.

I sucked in my breath and felt my heart start to pound in my chest as

Becky’s ass was, once again, in its perfection, now completely bare to

my view.

I pulled a table chair up directly behind Becky’s firm teenage bottom

and sat down right behind her, letting my eyes enjoy the contours and fat

fullness of her rear cheeks.

God, how I had longed to see this little delinquent’s trim white ass,

just like this, bound over and swelled out, waiting to feel the sting of

the birchrod across those pearly white orbs, or to feel the fullness of

my pleasure rod buried deep in her backside, her arms restrained, her

trim schoolgirl hips bent over the top of this broad oak table.

Becky’s soft white bottom had been raised by her bent posture, her

schoolgirl bottom cheeks slightly parted by the enforced posture.

Becky’s legs trembled slightly as she felt my hand fondle the slight

heaviness of her chubby rear orbs. I bounced them up and down lewdly in

the palm of my hands, each small bottom cheek occupying one of my warm

palms, watching as the fat of her rear mounds jiggled with the

movement of my hands, smiling at the soft protest of this indignity

uttered by becky.

I leaned forward and gave becky a few light kisses across the white

expanse of her broadened bottom cheeks, savoring the delicious feel and

taste of her milky white hillocks.

I pulled my head back and quickly stood up. There would be more time

for that later, for studying and mapping…….with my mouth, my tongue,

my lips…. learning about every inch of that exciting fleshy bottom.

Now Becky was going to get the whipping of her life, a lesson is slave

girl discipline designed to ensure compliance with her master’s wishes

in the future.

I pick up the birch rod and step back a few paces, moving the chair to

the side and watching Becky start to compress her bottom cheeks, her arms

pulling against the restraints tied tightly around each wrist.

I smile as I hear becky in the background start to plead, no doubt

asking for another chance, but my mind was fully occupied with the plump

full ass now contorting in a lewd dance over the table top.

I fish a pair of old panties out of my coat pocket, with one hand,

swishing the whippy birch rod through the air with my other and relishing

the sound the fine instrument made..

“You’ll do anything, anyway, my dear Becky. You know what’ll happen

if you don’t…”,

I smile at her in the mirror and wad up the panties and push them into

her mouth.

“If those panties leave your mouth at any point, your punishment will

be increased ten-fold. Do you understand me Becky ?”

Becky silently nods her head, her eyes wide with fear.

I take a few steps back, standing to the right of becky, and bring

the whippy-ended birchrod up sharply and step forward, bring the rod

through the air sidewayswith a backhanded motion, and deliver a fine cut

low down across becky’s straining asscheeks.

WHIP!!!!!

The rod blazed a bright red strip across the young girl’s bottom

cheeks, low, where her upper legs swell into her bottom. Becky pulls

hard against her restaints, her curly blond pig-tails flying in to the

air with the smarting impact of the blow, her legs tensed and her bottom

cheeks compressing hard, and then bounding up.

I step forward again, my eyes glued to the bare trim rounded pallor

of Becky’s bottom cheeks, tensing and shifting, her hips contorting over

the top of the fat pillow cushion.

” Keep your chubby little backside quite still for it Becky….push

those hips back up over that pillow you young tramp…..”

………. WHIP

………………….. WHIP …………….. WHIP……….

I delivered three quick hard cuts right through the middle of Becky’s

young tender bottom flesh, the rod singing through the air, the impacts

sounding like pistol shots as they meet Becky’s churning white bottom

flesh.

……………. WHIP….

.another cut delivered with vicious accuracy across becky’s ass, aimed

low, and at an angle, stripping Becky low down across the top of her bound

legs, and letting the tip of the whippy-ended birch rod ride up, just

catching her across the puppy fat fuller cheekswell low down on her

bottom.

Becky was frantic, she let out a long low gasp of agony, then a series

of fast paced loud objections, her pretty blond head turning from side

to side

rapidly, her mane sweeping across the

polished oak table top, her knees trying to draw up and rubbing

against each other under the leather binding strap.

I tapped the rod on the top of her now quivering young bottom, enjoying

the sight of the angry red lines now starting to grow against the white

background of her plump bottom cheeks.

Becky was tensing and releasing her little bottom halves, squirming

across the top of the pillow booster in lewd and seductive fat assed

quivereings.

Her young bottom would drive out, hips raised and buck back as far as

the straps would allow, giving her a wanton and whorish look, like a

bride

inviting her lover to take her bottom in a fit of honeymoon passion.

” I’m going to break you this afternoon Becky, just like a young filly

is broke to the bridal….

……….. WHIP………. WHIP……..I gave her two hard brisk strokes

across the plump center of her shaking ass cheeks…..

“I’ll have obedience from you …… WHIP ………becky.”

.”…………bend tighter, I want a full bottomed

cheekswell……….WHIPWHIP………. you chubby bottomed little

tease………….”

… WHIP………. WHIP……two more stinging reminders, delivered down

low, across the fatter cheekswell of becky’s bottom lobes….

” we have all afternoon becky, no interruptions…” … WHIP!!!………..

WHIP!!!.

…….”.when I am finished with you…we’ll have an obedience

test…becky..”..

WHIP!!!………… WHIP!!!

Again and again I whipped her plump teenage backside , my mind lost

in a haze of erotic discipline. My cock was straining against the rough

fabric of my wool trousers, and my breathing was coming in large gulps,

sucking giant mouthfuls of air in to

my lungs as I let the rod fall across the middle of Becky’s girlish white

cheekswell.

“Better get use to this

Becky………..WHIPWHIPWHIP!!!!…………..use to slavegirl discipline”

“You’ll have master’s who enjoy whipping little tramps like you……”..

…….WHIPWHIPWHIPWHIP!! …..three hard whips on the back of becky’s

trim slender thighs….!

“slavegirl whippings and ……WHIP………….. slavegirl sex up that

tight little bottom of yours…..” WHIP……. WHIP……

I dropped the burchrod and pulled the chair back up behind Becyk’s

welted and contorting bottom cheeks. Becky, crying into her panty gag,

her small shoulders shaking a little with each sob.

She couldn’t keep her rear mounds from bounding up and down, trying to

climb over the top of the table, her legs tensing and her tiptoes pushing

hard in to the floor as the fire like stripes work their way deep intothe

plump flesh of her trim little 16 year old asscheeks..

I lean forward and run my hands over her chubby welted bottom lobes,

feeling the heat radiate from her stripped rear flesh. I lean in to her

ass, rubbing my cheeks against her soft bottom, feeling Becky flinching

at the slight touch of my face….feeling the warmth of her whipped bottom

cheeks.

I turn my head, and pursing my lips, I start place gentle, soft,

pouting, kiss-kisses, tracing across the burning welts, my lips enjoying

the warm red marks on her tender bottom flesh.and becky’s small jumps and

quiverings as my lips touched her tender rear flesh.

..”Ahhhhh, you mark beautifully becky…..”.

I push my chair back a little and look at the back of her sunkissed

thighs. The white surface marked with 8 or 10 narrow red lines where just

the end of the whippy birchrod had snapped across the back of her trim

bound legs.

I kissed her there, kissing slowly down the back of her thighs, slowly

down the right thigh, kissing and making gentle licking swipes with my

tongue along the narrow red lines, then more of my lips, mouthing her

trim tanned legs, down, all the way down until I reached the black leather

ties around her knees.

I start low and work my way back up Becky’s other leg, gently kissing

the soft

tender flesh, licking and making little sucking sounds as I taste her

suntanned skin, marked with the effects of the whip welts.

I return to becky’s warm bottom flesh, kissing her right cheek in small

little circles, kiss-kissing gentle little bumble bee buzz kisses in

tight little circle motions across her bottom cheeks, feeling her bottom

cheeks flinch with each soft burning kiss..

…then little…. nipping kisses, now, capturing her soft bottom flesh

for a mere instance between my teeth….now…sharp lover’s kisses,

snapping little nips using my teeth, up and down and across her warm

stripped ass flesh

…..running my tongue, held flat and soft and wet across the

wider expanses of her ass where it was swelled out the most, licking her

bottom flesh like an ice creme cone with broad flat tongue strokes…

.then kissing again, little circles of kisses…..my lips hard and

unyeilding…fast hard kisskissing on top of her bottom, rapidly covering

her …kisskissing cheek to cheek…my hand, running up between her bound

legs, feeling the satin smooth skin of her inner thighs,

kisskissing her bottom flesh, my hand finding her soft woman fold,

playing with her with my thumb, between her pussy lips…kissing her

bottom hard….bigger circle kisses…

I slowly start to expand the little circle, bigger and bigger circle

kisses, covering her tender rear flesh now with wet, full mouthed, big

lipped kisses,

licking my way across her bottom flesh, my lips wet across the soft

surface of her cheeks, tracing my tongue across her, leaving a trail of

my wet lust across her plump bottom.

I shift slightly, and unbutton my trousers. My cockhead snakes out of

the vent of my pants and rests lightly against becky’s trim lower thigh.

I lean forward and start kissing her left cheeks, feeling Becky flinch

at the softest poutpouts I was delivering. My other hand is now busy

rubbing small circular patterns over her warm, tender, right ass lobe,

I’m raking small handfuls of her ass flesh between my fingers and

squeezing a little, feeling the warm flesh well up betwen my splayed

fingers, contracting and releasing my hand in gentle squeezes,

squeezesqueeze

then kisskiss…squeezesqueeze ………kisskiss..

..then letting go of her bottom cheek and running the edge of my thumb

between her bottom halves, trailing my thumb down her bottom groove,

letting my thumb linger for a moment on top

of her anal bud, still kisskissing her other cheek…my mouth wet and my

lips big, soft….

feeling the damp warmness of her hidden valley, becky flinching as my

thumb edge touches her anus……

I start sucking little mouthfuls of her abuse left cheek’s ass flesh in

to my mouth, sucking her bottom flesh right up in to my mouth, holding it

and worrying it with my teeth,

her plump rear flesh…. between my teeth….. giving her captured

bottom flesh smarting nips that cause her to shake and buck over the

pillow roll..

I pull my head back and breathing hard, look at the double cheekswell of

young Becky Larson, the schoolgirl slave, her young ass welted and

streaked with the results of a slave girl whipping, wet and with little

red marks where my lips, my mouth had kissed her….

Young Becky Larson, flinching and swishing over top of the fat sofa

roll, ….her misfortune to possess such an exciting rear

view, destined to be trained as a pleasure girl, serving masters that

enjoy testing their whips across a sassy young girl’s bottomcheeks,

I lean forward again, fondling and fiddling with her ass, kissing and

sucking mouthfuls of her exciting warm, soft bottom flesh between my

lips, tasting her….murmuring to her to push her bottom up, to show me

an exciting big girl swell , push her hips back into me..

…….I’m nipping her along the fuller lower cheeks with my teeth,

capturing this puppy ffat skin and making small circles with the tip of my

tongue around the flesh held gently between my teeth,……..

now..

……..dropping my head down further, running the hard pointed tip of my

tongue along the crest right under her bottom cheeks, at the top of her

leg, where she swells and her leg

meets the overhang of her girlish ass..exploring the crease of her

overhang with my warm hard tongue.

I part Becky’s asscheeks and placed the littlest softest warm pouting

butterfly kisses all up and down along the inside of her rear cheeks, slow

fluttering kisses, one little kiss then stopping,

then an inch down and another light butterfly kiss just inside her

open bottom lobe….First inside one cheek, then turning my head and

a pouting little butterfly kisses on the inside of the other cheek..

……god, my head is spinning… I’m lost in a sea of white bottom

flesh……

..I start mounding her ass cheeks up in my clenched hands, squeezing the

cheeks in from the side as I continue to kiss her inside her fat bottom

lobes, then switching……… side to side….squeezing her bottom lobe

fat to my

face….then kisskiss , squeeze.. .kisskissing.. .plumping one lobe

then

the other, my head, my lips turning fast in time with me plumping her

ass

….kissing becky now all up and down inside both

lobes….kisskisssqueeze…..

…..plumping her bottom and kisskissing her …….

…… I rear my head up, turning my attention back to her full swelled

plump bottom, now taking giant mouthfuls of her plump rear cheekskin

in to my lips, sucking her bottom flesh in to my open wet mouth very

hard,

sucking as much of becky’s ass flesh between my open mouth as I can.

..hard.sucking….giant mouthfuls of her bottom cheeks,,,..

becky bucking her hips, trying to turn away from this lewd use of her

bottom………letting my open mouth and my soft lips travel across her

expanded ass cheeks…….

using my teeth to nibble across her swelled plump bottom orbs like I was

eating corn on the cob….nibbling straight across from one cheek to the

other in a straight line, capturing her rear cheekskin between my teeth

just

for an instance…nipnip…then right on across…nipnipping …..across

both twitching lobes…..then dropping down an inch and nibbling becky

back across the other way……turning my head sideways, and nipping up

and down becky’s young rear mounds…

…….now, my lips again soft and moist….traveled kissingly across

every wonderful inch of the her welted teenage bottom flesh, I’m musing

and nuzzling her across the plump womanly underswell of her rear mounds,

feeling them jiggle a little with her protests…..

I craned my neck a little as I fingered back the soft folds of her

femnine flesh and start kiss-kissing her puffy girlflesh gently…up and

down her pussy lips, now and then swiping my tongue between her pussy

lips, tasting becky, smelling her dampmness, until Becky is flinching

her legs, and I can hear small gasps escaping from her lips.

I spread her warm red bottom globes, holding them apart and blew a

little gentle breeze across her exposed rear flower.

Becky let out a muffled whinny at feeling the cool air circulate across

her exposed anus…………

I ignored her protest, holding her bottom cheeks hard apart, pushing my

lips in between her open bottom cheeeks, …….quite mad with lust now,

I pucker my lips full, wetting them with my tongue, and start placing

lickety-lick wet mouthed kisses on the top of her tender exposed anal bud.

” oh god becky…you ass”…..kisskissing……”did your boyfriend play

with you like this becky………” …..kisskissing, pouting wet

kisses……”…..did you let him play with your ass becky”……”.push

that bottom

out”

……kisskiss….”no shyness now……I bet alot of men have wanted you

like this..

….wanted to play with your bottom becky”….kISSKISSING……….”does

that shock.you..” kisskiss….”plump bottomed becky”… ..more ..warm wet

mouthing of her tight little bud…..kissing, gentle sucks…..and pouting

lipped kissing…… Becky is clenching her little white bottom cheeks,

her ass contractions pressing against the side of my face, now resting

between her cheeks, she

protests from behind her panty gag, humiliated, embarrassed, shocked a

man would hold her bottom cheeks open, putting wet soft kisses right on

top of her dark little vortex,

embarrassed at this use of her body, even after the whipping, still

objecting to this lewd assult

on her most private of spots.

Her legs jerk in suprise and I can feel her torso rear up as I swiped

the tip of my tongue across her tight anal flower.

“Push that bottom right out Becky……..kisskissing…… I murmer to

her……

..”.I want a big girl swell to those bottomcheeks”..

……….kiss….kisskiss….

…….” do it now becky” I panted, my breathing ragged…

.”or do you want “…..pout kissing…. . “want more”

……kisskisskiss………..

.. “of the birchrod….”

I leaned my face forward, parting Becky’s bottom cheeks further,

intruding as much of my face as I can between her parted rear lobes. I

was mad with desire, unable to contain my lust for this schoolgirl’s

bottom.

I let my lips poutpout again across her dark vortex, very tenderly and

slowly letting my warm wet wide open lips lay outlined around her dark

flower, my moist breath condensing on her bottom opening….and then ever

so slowly would bring my lips together… softly, warm, gentle caresses

with my lips …..then letting the tip of my tongue tickle her private

spot, softly closing my wet lips across

the top of her anus…. pouting gently kisses on her tight rear

dimple…my

tongue just touching her tender bud as my lips held soft and moist close

over

her.

my lips pursed and releasing….holding becky’s warm raised cheeks in the

palm of my hands while my lips and mouth map her…bunching her white

bottom flesh against the side of my face…compressing her in to my face

as i tickle her

anal opening with my tongue…my warm breath breezing across her bottom

opening…. …I started making my tongue pointy, and flicking her quickly

across her

anal flower……….then again pursing my lips and settling down for very

long soft wet intimate kissess.

I pull back and can see my cock, straining with lust, its head large and

angry, the stem solid and standing away from my trouser vent at a 45

degree angle.

I get up from my chair and look at Becky’s face, turned sideways, her

damp, tear filled eyes clear to me in the the mirror. She has a

questioning look, wondrering if that is all, has her master’s lust been

satisfied.

I smile.

“You didn’t think a little schoolgirl discipline would completely

satisfy me did you?”,

I laugh, drunk on desire, this young blond who I had secretly followed

down 5th avenue every night afterwork, timing her

comings and goings so I could be presnt as she paraded her little

schoolgirl ass under some too tight cotton shorts, young becky larson,

who I had walked behind in the shops at the farmner’s market, my hands

in my trouser pockets to keep my lust from other eyes. as I watched her

bottom cheeks shift and sway, in her thin denim jeans…..hoping to catch

her bending over some stall table, reaching across a table, her trim ass

cheeks pushed back…

no, my lust, my obsession with young Becky Larson would last for awhile,

would last for as long as she was allowed to remain at Cheluna

Mansion, until some master called for her and one night she would be

gone…..taken to who knows where……

” Oh, no Becky….I haven’t forgotten what you refused me this

morning…..”

Becky lets out a loud muffled protest, pleading with her eyes. She is

making small mewing sounds from behind the panty gag, trying to beg ,

trying to convey how much she doens’t want this……

I undo the top button on my trousers and let them drop to the floor, my

cock now standing straight and hard and angry….fully exposed to the

bound schoolgirl,,,,

I pull a small tube of lubricant from my coat pocket, and smear a light

sheen of the lubricant up and down my penis head, watching becky’s eyes

follow the movement of my hands across my fully erect cock in the

mirror reflection.

I coat the end of my finger and push them between becky’s parted

asscheeks, running my goo coated finger up and down between her clenching

warm chubby bottom halves.

Becky’s rear mounds clench hard as I find her anus and lightly traced

small soft circles all around the little ridges that lined her anal bud.

She gasped as I slowly insert my finger in to her bottom, first just

the tip, crossing her tight opening, then slowly making her take more and

more of my warm goo coated finger up her backside.

I start to slowly frigging her teenage backside with my finger, pushing

my

finger in slowly, feeling the tight anal ring expand over the thicker part

of my finger, then letting it slide back out, till just the tip was

inside her bottom. I’d gently push an inch of my coated finger in to her,

then let it slide back out, then two inches, and let it slide back

out….watching becky tense her legs, her white bottom cheeks swishing a

little from side to side, and her knees rubbing together….

I would slowly push my finger in her and gently turn and twist it…small

ahlf circles while fully up her backside….my finger worrying

her little tight ring, and then slowly start

working my finger in and out of her tensing bottom, pushing now till it

was all the way in, up

so snug and full in her backside…reliving night time fantasies for this

girl that had occupied me for months…..

I started to more quickly frig becky’s tight little bottom, pushing more

of my index finger into her anus, pumping my finger in and out in a slow

deliberate motion, working her little bottom ring with small twists as I

pushed in, then pulling out at a faster pace, feeling Becky jerk alittle

as I tuned my hand over, this way and that, twisting my finger in a

small rotation while I held it deeply enbedded in Becky’s bottom.

I could hear small urgent “ohhhhs and Ahhhhhs and nooos” coming from

this captured girl’s panty filled mouth, caught betwen the humiliation of

having her bottom so openly and unabashly played with…an object of

simple lust…..openly frigged with a man’s warm wet gooey finger, and

the arousal now starting to overtake her outrage. I pull my finger all the

way out, watching Becky’s opening go suddenly small.

I stand up and push my self forward, my erect cock laying in the

warmth of Becky bottom divide, letting the head of my penis loll in

between the globes of her ass, savoring the moment; knowing how tight its

going to be and revelling in the humiliation this young schoolgirl is

about to receive.

I start to slowly push the head of my penis past her small tight anal

ring,

holding my breath, the veins on my forhead showing with the starin of my

effort,

Becky’s muffled cries are becoming louder as the pressure builds and

the humiliation of her anal deflowering starts.

Submissive slave g

“G” is a submissive who has taken an oath of slavery to me, her
master. She is tall and very slender with blonde hair that falls to
her shoulders Her legs are long with a lovely taper to the waist.
Her breasts are pert with saucy red nipples. She has a very sensual
mouth and a lovely face. She loves her status and finds unique
pleasure in performing her duties as I assign them. I realized a
submissiveness in “G” when I first met her. I decided to train her
as a sex slave and see just how submissive she was and how far she
was willing to go. Her first task was to pose as a slave before the
camera. I had her dress in garterbelt, hose, heels and a leather
collar. She readily accepted this uniform and was a stimulating
visual experience. She was bound to the bed and photographed in
various humiliating positions, all of which communicated her sub-
missive nature and enjoyment of her status.

It was during this photo session that I realized that “G” was a
true submissive and was able to satisfy my dominate personality. I
placed my slave in several exposing poses and ensured that her
posture and position displayed her sexuality and humility to full
advantage.

As slave “G” passed her first test with unique enthusiasm I
decided to test her level of pain endurance and obedience. She
was bound to the bed, face down at wrists and ankles by white cords.
She was instructed to request each stroke of the whip, count it’s
number out loud, and thank her master after each stroke. The whip
strokes where light initially but soon progressed to forcefully,
strategically placed, strokes of pain. Could the slave follow in-
structions and yet maintain control over her feelings and emotions?
Did she have the endurance that I required? Slave “G” performed
remarkably well for her first experience with discipline. She was
able to ask for and tolerate several strokes of the whip thus con-
firming my belief that she truly accepted her status as a sexual
slave.

During this discipline session I was stimulated by the sight of her
naked buttocks squirming at the kiss of each whip stroke and the
resulting marks of discipline that were engraved upon her cheeks. This
visual conformation of her punishment session was also recorded on film
so that the session could be recalled after it faded from my mind.
After reviewing the photographs that had been taken I decided to record
the next session on videotape for a more realistic review and critique
of her performance. I set up the equipment in the living room and
called my slave to position in front of the camera. I had her kneel on
the sofa, facing the wall with her ass toward the camera and bound her
wrists to fixtures spaced on the wall. As I stood back to appraise my
slave’s appearance I could see the sexual excitement of the moment in
her posture and conduct. Slave “G” was stimulated by the situation and
was eager yet apprehensive of what was to follow.

I probed her body and toyed with her ass, cunt and breasts for
several minutes and took her to the brink of orgasm several
times only to stop and not allow her sexual relief. Slave “G”
soon realized the total control that I maintained over her. Her
twisting and quivering body only served to amplify the
frustration she was suffering at my control. Soon she was
begging for relief and this became an excellent opportunity to
take my slave to new situations and experiences that she would
be required to endure as a sex slave.

I gave slave “G” several strokes of the whip while fettered to
the wall and then released her only to bind her to an ottoman in
front of the camera. She was on her belly with her wrists bound
behind her back and her legs spread wide. I used the whip again
on her ass and left the marks of slavery engraved. She was told
that she would be given to others to use as they saw fit if she
did not perform to my satisfaction. The video camera recorded
the events of a new slave in training and her attempt to please
her master. Slave “G” was able to accept several strokes of the
whip and count each one even as her ass was rebounding from the
pain. At the conclusion of the whip session I was extremely
happy that slave “G” had proved herself so well and was also
sexually stimulated by the realization that I now owned a truly
submissive sex slave. My sexual relief was also a test for my
newly acquired slave. Was she able to suck cock while bound and
without the use of her hands ? Could she swallow a full load of
her masters cum without gagging or creating a mess? Slave “G”
again responded in a truly subservient manner and sucked my cock
until I shot my load deep into her throat . Despite her efforts,
slave “G” was unable to swallow my full load and after leaving
my cum on her face I proceeded to punish her with another
whipping and realized that cock sucking would require more
effective training before I was satisfied with her performance.
The video tape was used to critique her performance and point
out the areas that she needed to improve upon.

My business soon required my transfer to another part of the
country and it became obvious that slave “G” was soon to make a
lifelong commitment to slavery or depart her masters company.
Being a true submissive and having found a new lifestyle that
gave her the discipline that she longed for, slave “G” followed
her master to his new environment. It was at this time I
realized my responsibility as a master and that my newly
acquired slave would need a set of rules to live by and follow
if I was to continue to enjoy her devotion to me. I developed
the rules for slavery and had slave “G” read them aloud. She was
to acknowledge them by her signature to a slave oath and
contract thus making a lifelong commitment to her master that
she would perform her duties without question or hesitation.
Throughout this early period in the new surroundings slave “G”
was frequently tested and disciplined. I developed new bondage
devices such as leather wrist handcuffs.

I decided to train slave “G” to become accustomed to severe
temperature changes to her body. Slave “G” was bound to the bed
by her wrists and ankles and I toyed with her cunt and nipples
until she was begging for release and orgasm. I then used ice
cubes rubbed over her nipples and pussy to make her accustomed
to the cold. The agony of this training was evident in her body
manipulations and facial expressions. I soon placed a few ice
cubes in her cunt and allowed her to melt the cubes with her
natural body heat. I also desired to train slave “G” to accept
the discomfort of heat. To effect this goal I used two methods
of subjecting slave “G” to heat. The first and most erotic was
the use of hot wax dripped from a burning candle. This method is
very effective since the slave is allowed to watch the candle
burn. I would drip the wax on slave “G”‘s breasts and ass and
would vary the distance from the skin to adjust the temperature
from stimulating to painful. It was also exciting to sit back
and gaze upon the splotches of hardened wax stuck to her nipples
and belly. The other training method I employed was the use of
Ben-Gay ointment on slave “G”‘s nipples, ass, and crotch. This
method is an extremely effective punishment since the effects
are long lasting and tortuous. Ben-Gay may also be used while
you take your slave out in public but do not desire to cause a
public spectacle. With slave “G”, just the threat of such
punishment will extract a most humble attitude and desire to
please.

My next training session with slave “G” was designed to test her
desire for others to witness her status and to test her
willingness to appear in public as a slave. I had slave “G”
dress in her slave outfit; hose, heels, and garter belt and sent
her to the corner store for some personal items. since it was
cold and snowing I allowed slave “G” to wear a long coat but it
could only have the top two buttons buttoned.

This was not a difficult test but it did prove embarrassing for
slave “G” as the coat fell open and exposed her bare legs and
cunt as she climbed out of the car. Once inside the store, slave
“G” was required to wait in line to pay for the purchases and
the mere thought of her nakedness under the coat was sufficient
to cause her to return to the car, her cunt dripping wet. I’m
sure the men in the store were able to identify the sexual odor
that the slave was giving off. When slave “G” returned to the
car she had difficulty getting in without her coat falling open
and displaying her cunt to those parked next to us. Although
embarrassed due to her exposure slave ” G” was willing to do
what ever her master desired.

The next project I decided to attempt was to pierce slave “G”‘s
nipples and cunT. I felt that this would be an excellent gift
from my slave and at the same time serve a useful purpose and
provide an erotic physical adornment to her body. I told slave
“G” that I wanted her nipples pierced first, then when I was
satisfied I would have her cunt done so that a small gold chain
could be attached to any or all of the piercings and I could lead her
by the chains. I decided that the easiest method would be to use self
piercing earrings and have slave “G” wear them until the tissue was
healed. I took slave “G” to a local jewelry store and had her
purchase the earrings and at the same time I instructed her to
purchase a gold ankle chain with the word “SLAVE” engraved upon
it. I was sure that the combined purchases would cause slave “G”
some embarrassment. The clerk at the store asked slave “G” a
second time what she wanted engraved upon the ankle chain and
then looked at her with the knowledge of slave “G”‘s status as a
bondage sex slave. When slave “G” returned home I had her change
into her slave outfit and placed the ankle chain upon her left
ankle. She was instructed that it was never to be removed, for
it was to be a constant reminder of her slavery. Next, I had
slave “G” place the earrings upon her nipples and told her to
look at her self in the mirror. As I stood behind her and
commented on the erotic nature of her jewelry I also felt her
cunt and noticed that the ring s indeed had an erotic effect
upon my slave. Unfortunately the rings did not exert sufficient
pressure to pierce the nipples and I was left with only visions
in my mind of my slave standing before me with gold rings
attached to her nipples and a thin gold chain dangling from
them. I decided to use this failure as a test of my slave’s
devotion to her lifestyle. I told slave “G” that she was to
pierce her own nipples as an act of love and devotion to her
master. She accepted this task and collected the needle and
alcohol necessary for the task. At this time I had to depart due
to my job but told slave “G” that I expected to come home to a
slave with pierced nipples in a few months. This task was slave
“G”‘s downfall. She was unable to find the courage necessary to
make this total commitment to her master. I guess that I will be
forced to carry out the piercing or send her to a professional
to have the task completed. I wonder if slave “G” is willing to undergo
the pain and embarrassment of having another complete the task?

*****THE END*****