Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 The following is a true story and I have done my best not to exaggerate even the smallest detail: Friday, October 10, 2014. 12:00 AM After weeks of talking and getting comfortable I decided to visit my new… friend. Brenda intrigued me beyond the normal sexual attraction I have with beautiful women. There is a connection between us that I am only just beginning to skim the surface of. Since this feels so different and is so powerful, I’ve decided to immortalize it in writing. My aim at this point is not just so that I commit this thing to words but also so that I may look back on it at a later time and better understand it. And perhaps even share it…
Ay: Temmuz 2025
Checkmate Ch. 01
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 This is part of a long story which is mostly already written. The series will contain BDSM, humiliation and high stakes. This story was written in collaboration with my friend J – thanks! — PROLOGUE At the prestigious Notre Dame d’Excellence, a simmering rivalry is soon to turn to flourishing anger, with dire consequences for all involved. All may be fair in love and war, but the world of chess has its own rules. Each member of the group gathered around the coach is one of the wealthiest of the University’s students. Each of the seven is fuming. Sara Ocuk, the half-Turkish philosophy undergrad, is venting about the previous afternoon, when she and her flatmate Roxanna had tried to practice in earnest at the…
Bermuda Ch. 02
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Chapter Two: A First Punishment, And A First Taste The cab ride from the airport to the hotel took about thirty minutes. According to my wife, Charlotte sat in the back with her, and seemed to thoroughly enjoy the view of the island. My wife is naturally chatty, and talked to the driver. Charlotte didn’t join in, thinking it was probably not her place to speak without permission. My wife made eye contact with Charlotte quite a lot during the drive. We later learned this unnerved her a little, and also turned her on. The cab pulled up close to the outdoor entrance to our room. Charlotte stood with my wife by the cab while the driver took Charlotte’s carry-on bag inside. It may…
B Turns to D Ch. 04
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 As time passed, Barbara and Sarah’s relationship grew and deepened. Barbara became more and more used to having Sarah around and was becoming more and more comfortable with her sexuality and her kinks. The whole thing was still conducted well between the hours of 9 and 5 and there were no suspicions from either husband that their wives might be closer acquaintances than they appeared. Barbara took to wearing her “Mistress” underwear more and more regularly enjoying the feel of it beneath her clothes, but fastidiously would change before her husband returned into her plain white bra and knickers, that she had always worn in the past. Their sex life remained as regular as ever, though Barbara would sometimes get an extra thrill as…
A Return to Heaven
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 We are in the hotel room and we have both changed, kneeling on the floor Mistress goes over her rules with me. “Number one, keep your head bowed unless spoken to by me or by anyone else.” “Number two, you will call me Mistress at all times in front of everyone, non BDSM or the U-Bahn or in the club.” “Number three, you will be toilet trained tonight, so please remember you will be under my control when your need for a toilet comes up.” “Number four, know the way I like you and I will do what I want when I want with you. If you’re not happy with something, you may voice your opinion, the only thing that will stop me is…
Aprons For Gayle Ch. 07
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 AUTHOR’S NOTE: “Being belittled and unnecessarily criticized shows nothing of your character, but it shows a lot of the other person’s.” I know it’s been a bit longer to get this out as it has the other chapters, but I’ve been threatened by death to finish Hiliad’s Special Gift. And as always, a big shout out to my cherished Editor. CHAPTER SEVEN Gayle slipped out of bed, knowing full well how flushed her face and chest were. She might have thought she was a strong woman, but her body had apparently decided to betray her. After putting his collar on, she debated whether to put the apron back on too, but decided against it, though slipped the heels on with a groan. Heading downstairs…
An Interesting Job
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 “Buy me one of those.” An attractive woman, maybe mid-thirties slid into the stool next to me at the hotel bar. She was dressed in an immaculate black business suit matching her dark, slightly curly hair, and carrying a long thin leather bag. She caught me glancing at her thighs as her slightly too short skirt rode up and quirked her lips at me. “Well?” I signalled to the barman for another two single malts. “Here for the conference?” I asked in a weary tone. “Long day?” she asked, sipping her drink and closing her eyes appreciatively. “Well yeah, it’s a boring job, but it pays the bills.” I sighed. “Then I was drinking alone in a hotel bar, but things suddenly started looking…
Arianna’s First Time!
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 This story is entirely fictional! I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it! ***** She walked up to the door, ignoring the steadily increasing urge to turn around and just leave. A BDSM club? Was she crazy? She shook her head hard, trying to get rid of the thoughts. She had dreamt of this for a long time, so it was now or never. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Time to man up. A short, dark haired man opened the door. He smiled, and she instantly felt her nervousness disappear. How strange. He just had a calming aura about him. He introduced himself as Ben and ushered her in, taking her coat. She blushed…
Club Fantasy
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Club Fantasy is a place that exists only in my imagination. * My lover and owner wanted to take me to Club Fantasy, which he had heard about through friends. It’s an exclusive, members only club that is not only a BDSM dungeon, although they have a fully equipped basement for kink. It also has a bar and nightclub, private rooms, and bedrooms where you can open the curtains and allow others to watch you if you prefer, and also invite others to share in your pleasure if you wish. It also has vanilla lovemaking equipment and toys, all kinds of feathers, vibrators, dildos, whips, handcuffs, video and photography equipment, and everything anyone would need to indulge in any fantasy imaginable. To gain membership…
Dinner For Two
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 I’d spent the entire day planning our dinner, you had just started a new job, so I wanted to do something special to celebrate your first day. Things had been a bit tense between us lately, so I tried very hard to make sure things were pleasing. I showered and pulled my hair back into a ponytail, toweled off and pulled my apron on, nothing else but the apron. This was a habit that I had grown accustomed to since we had been together, so even tho you weren’t home to enjoy the view, I still did it. I started preparing dinner, shrimp cocktails for an appetizer, lobster gumbo for the main course and hand dipped chocolate strawberries for dessert. I made up the…