Break for me

she presented herself as ordered, wearing her favorite black open-cup bra with an attached padlocked collar, His favorite black thong, and a heavy dose of black lipstick. she knelt before the open doorway of their soundproofed playroom, her knees spread wide, her wrists crossed (and, in her imagination, secured together with an invisible rope) against her lower vertebrae, her head bowed with her lengthy black hair obscuring any clear vision she might otherwise have.

“Stand and enter.”

Without moving her wrists from their “secured” position behind her, she clamored to her feet, keeping her head bowed as she made her way toward the sound of her Master’s voice. Once His feet were within view, she stopped, and knelt again before Him.

He walked away from her. Part of her mind was disappointed, thinking that perhaps she had done something wrong; He rarely ever walked away from her unless she had been commanded to remain in a particular position or was bound to an immovable object. Still, her heart soared, for He would not have commanded her to appear in their sacred place – especially dressed in this manner – unless He truly wanted (desired? needed?) her presence.

An Asian girls dream 1/3 [Power exchange] [Raceplay] [Slavery] [Dub con] [Collar] [Photography]

It was a normal day a strange day. I spend my day going around the city trying to find anyone who would hire me. But well nobody did. I went around trying to find all of the different company’s to see if they would have me. Truth is I kind of wanted to fail my interviews. I asked way to much that was out of order for any good Chinese worker and especially for me. Just a girl who just barely finished school with bad grades. It was not my fault. Not really my fault. Well yea but I tried. I was distracted.

My Mum had got us access to the real internet. Like the one that the white people use. I spend way way to much time there. Talking to them and well I watch my fair share of white on Asian porn and not going to lie I was in love. I well I kind of worshiped white people and wanted to serve them, I wished I was a housewife to a tall handsome white man. I knew were I was strolling there was a small building on the outer side of the city some white people had a shop were they gave Chinese girls the chance to leave their life and to go to the west. Lots of girls had gone only about 30 out of the few hundred had refused the offer of a better life. I wanted to get and take an offer.

She had a wet dream [MF] Part 1?

The night was pretty uneventful before bed, Ava insisted we played a board game, so I busted out Monopoly. We played for an hour before she got Boardwalk and completely beat me, but she remained modest. I admired Ava that way, she never bragged or took things too far. Both of which are her strengths and weaknesses.

She’s also pretty gullible, during the lockdown, one time she went down a rabbit hole on the internet about how the virus was manufactured in China. Even though we’re both part Chinese, she completely went crazy. I thought it was pretty funny after I explained the truth to her, and we both laughed it off. Whenever Ava’s in a good mood, she gets horny for some reason – I guess it’s like that for most people – but we screwed that night, and my god it was amazing. Man she gets horny when she’s happy and knows how to show it.

That night after monopoly she was in an awesome mood.

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Boating excursion (part 4)

His hands gently massage my inner thighs as he looks down at my pussy. It’s glistening wet, waiting for his — everything.

He kisses me passionately then stops to untie his shorts. As he pulls them down, his hard cock springs free of the fabric. He’s perfectly sized. I love that his balls are shaved but the rest of his cock isn’t. I want to taste him so badly. But it’s not my turn. Yet.

As he kisses his way down my inner thighs, making sure to glance up at me periodically, his fingers start to explore my outer pussy lips. He gently takes his thumb and rubs it on me. His touch is so light that all I can think of is how much more I want. Now.

My breathing increases as he takes his middle finger and skims it over my cunt. I can feel my moisture drip down to my asshole. I’m drenched.

He looks up at me, “I’m going to make you feel so good, Sara”. I can barely formulate words. My lust and excitement is too much. The only words that I can whisper are, “Matt, please”.

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Forbidden Lust – Caught Masturbating and it led to sex. [caught][MF][][school girl][18 years old][tease][outdoor sex]

Cold winter weather is far from a guarantee in the south. Growing up we rarely had a White Christmas. And it was more likely to be sixty degrees and sunny. If not warmer.

Weather permitting, my family celebrated Christmas Eve outdoors at my uncle’s house. He had a ton of land that used to be a farm. Not everyone was there every year, but that wasn’t the case in 1998. My family was there with my father’s three siblings and their spouses, and all my cousins on that side of the family–including two who were older and had started families of their own.

And then there were neighbors, co-workers, and friends. Anyone my uncle knew was invited, and that usually meant a couple of dozen families who didn’t have other plans dropped by for a while. It was always a weird mix of people eager to get drunk mingling with holy rollers from his church who were leading the crowd in holiday hymns.

Christina’s Transformation Into a Sex Toy [MF][Bondage][Brainwashing][Submission][BDSM]

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Christina’s eyes blinked slowly open. Coming out of her drug induced sleep was more challenging than she thought, especially with the bright blue lights shining directly on her face. Where was she? Why was she here? When she saw the figure in the darkness beyond the light, everything started to come back together. She had asked for this, she wanted to be here. After letting out a soft moan, the dark figure came closer and placed his face between her eyes and the bright lights, giving them the much needed relief she needed.

“Hello Toy. It took you long enough to wake up. Do you realize how long you’ve kept your owner waiting?”

The man rocked the chair back and forth, threatening to tip her over. Christina’s fingers gripped the arm rests and she realized her hands were handcuffed to each side. She closed her eyes, trying to resist crying in fear of being dropped on the ground. The man laughed and stopped rocking her chair, stepping back beyond the light.

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Poetry & Blood Part 17 [FF] [BDSM] [Vampire] [Mind Control]

**Chapter 17: The Body**

**Claire**

Claire found the body.

It was her normal routine. She had made sure Camille’s needs were taken care of, that she was asleep, cleaned the foyer and sitting room, then moved to the residential quarters. But when she opened the door to Abby’s room, there was … so much blood.

Claire shivered and forced herself not to vomit, holding her hand over her mouth, keeping her eyes shut. She rocked back and forth, trying to fight back the image of Abby’s face covered in wax, her neck bloated and bruised, claw marks and … blood all over her body.

Even after a week, she couldn’t think of it without summoning the nausea, the disorienting vertigo of finding someone still. Empty. Over and over, Claire tried to imagine Abby laughing or smiling. She wanted to remember who she was, but everything melted back into a corpse, into flesh, into death. Abby was gone, and the memory of her was slipping away quickly. Abby was covered in wax, burnt, broken, snapped, beaten, ripped, and drained.

Swingers party part 2

After a few more glasses of wine the talk amongst us girls turns sexy. I teased Liz about being there without her boyfriend. Liz jumped up and walked towards me with her hips swaying. She sat down in my lap telling me that he was real straight laced and boring. Liz continued telling us that she had been sleeping around with plenty of guys from the university even going so far as to fuck his best friend, take a load inside, and then when she got back to the her boyfriends room she would make him eat her out.

At this point Liz took her finger and stuck it deep in her pussy, pulled it out and wiped it across my lips. Her scent was intoxicating! Daphne exclaimed, “Let me taste some of that” and leaned over to lick my lips. I met her about halfway and our lips locked in. About the time our tongues were jockeying for position in each other’s mouth, the guys come in and Reid announces that dinner was ready and that there would be plenty of time later for all the sexy romping around. Daphne bit my lip and gave a knowing tug as we separated.