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Her intention was to test my Submissiveness. My eyes fell to her feet and she said, “Good slave, good boy. Now go walk to the shop and be back quickly or I’ll call you “Ye Subbie” from now on until I can think of a better name for Ye. Or maybe no name. A submale slave doesn’t need a name. Give me those glasses.”

She threw them to the floor and crushed them with her stiletto boots and said, “Fuck you! You don’t need to read. You don’t need to talk to the people in there. You’re just a nameless submale slave.” She spit in my mouth
She pulled me to her and said, “Close your mouth now!” “Yes, Mistress!” “And buy a Playboy and bring it in to me. Carry it undisguised. You re just a perv. You can go wank off if you wish and think of me putting on your chastity device. So enjoy your last day of Freedom, Subbie. Then the real fun will start. You will be so much happier.” she said as she giggled. Read more »

It was a shipwreck. The sands there where he landed were ivory white, the water crystal clear under his hands and his face where he lifted up like from a concussion. The white foam was salty in his lips. His head hurt like a thousand earthquakes. Where was he? Green palm trees that were wild shook back and forth before him as his legs wobbled forward through the lapping waves. When he came to something resembling intelligence he looked back out at the sea and had a sinking feeling in his heart. Everything was gone.
Here he was alone, desperate. He ventured into the interior of the jungle island. In his feet and hands he felt the danger that something could come out and kill him – it could be anything. But it wasn’t danger that awaited him in the island. He came at night across a circle of dark women seated in sand around a fire. They were beautiful. That was all they had in common, in addition to one other thing. They were sexual.
First they embraced him, gave him water, bread, meat. They told him before hand, the water had been infused with psychedelic mushrooms. Then they sat around the fire and talked, the man wrapped in an animal-skin blanket. His wet clothes were by the fire roasting dry. There was a woman named Zana who made the first move. She had straddled him first in silence and they held each other for minutes before bringing her ruby red lips to his. Each woman put their lips and tongues over his body, three of them licking the shaft of his penis, one woman with her large lips sucking intently like slow beating drums the tip. The intensity of the pleasure was almost too much. It began to hurt. He felt tongue flick across his asshole, then lick it, make love to it. He broke through and disappeared inside. Read more »

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Once you see how bad she is craving your dick, you tell her to get her back to her knees . You tease your cock on her lips, making her think you are going to let her suck you off. With a strong firm force grab, you immediately slam your cock down her throat. Making her gag and choke, with spit running down her face. You take another handful of her hair and start thrusting inside her mouth and throat. You now have her spit dripping down your balls as they slap her chin with every thrust. After your cock is completely soaked in her spit and before she is able to realize what is happening, you pick her up and throw her on the bed, flipping her onto her stomach. After you see her arch her back for you, knowing what is about to happen, you are then able to take a look at her wet pussy and tight asshole staring back at you. You take your already soaked cock and slide it up and down her pussy lips, letting her pussy lube your dick even more. You decide this is the perfect opportunity for you take her by surprise and stretch out her asshole… Hard, fast, and effortlessly. You start thrusting your dick insider her, feeling her tight hole grip around your cock, squeezing. While you are inside her, you are able to feel her asshole push your foreskin back, allowing you to feel every slide of pleasure.

It had been a long week at the job I️ hated. I️ knew when I️ had gone in for the interview that I️ wouldn’t feel challenged by my work, but the pay was good and I️ wasn’t going crazy yet.

So I️ went to the club down the street, the Pink Lady. It was always crowded and dark, only black lights illuminating the patrons as I️ slipped in, ordered a drink, and joined the party.

Upon getting my drink from the bar, I️ saw a beautiful girl sitting next to me, looking bored. I️ asked her why she looked like she wasn’t enjoying herself and she replied after a few seconds of silence. She told me that her name was Emma, and that she didn’t feel right tonight. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I️ offered to take her to my place and she refused, saying that she would prefer to take me to hers.

I️ agreed, and we left in an Uber to her apartment. She fell asleep on my shoulder immediately and I️ couldn’t stop thinking about how pretty she was, how lucky I️ had been to have her want to come with me and to have her laying on me. I️ studied her soft upturned features as she slept. I️ looked at her face and imagined more than I️ should have… Read more »

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It was midnight when the windows in her bedroom, black, darkness, silent, suddenly crashed with a large window of light against the wall ahead of her. Sonia first opened her eyes and saw the light across all the familiar things in the room that she carried with her over time, from home to home, apartment to apartment. A small brick home in the suburbs of Indianapolis. Corn stalks in rows were like the ocean here, and wheat too. Long solitary roads cut through them over the hills like the reverse of the yellow brick road. Sonia began to panic. It was a profound fear, something that gripped her so tightly she could feel her heart beating like it was her whole being. She was already naked under the silk dark purple sheets, no bra, no panties. And she was wet. One thing about her was that she was always wet. That was how her pussy was, wet and juicy, stick your lips in it smacking good pussy. Even now her pussy perspired like an Arnold Palmer under an umbrella on the beach. Read more »