New Officeholder Orientation [MMFF+] [Str8] (2/2)

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The crib is similar to the one in E2, but like the waiting room, is much larger. Here the bed is king-sized, with a nightstand on both sides. Some undulating couches line the walls. Several of the very low stools are stacked against one wall. Rebecca enters, picks up a stool and puts it in the middle of the floor. “This is a kneeling stool. You sit down with most of your weight on the seat, but it’s angled so your knees rest on the ground. Then you swing your legs underneath he stool again.” She demonstrates, kneeling, facing them. ”See how I don’t sit on the robe, but directly on the seat. The seat pads are changed out after each appointment, with the other linen.

“Take a stool, and kneel, lining up in front of me.” The other women take stools and kneel on them, facing Rebecca. “You will sometimes end up kneeling on the floor, but for long periods, most women find that the stools are more comfortable. The rest of the orientation will be in this room and you’ll be kneeling for most of it. Kneeling helps remind us to be humble before the men we serve.

New Officeholder Orientation [MMFF] [Str8] (1/2)

Twelve women in the their twenties and thirties, dressed in pantsuits or blazers and skirts, file in to the conference room and sit around the table. At first, they talk of their journeys here to the capital; soon he discussion turns to constituency office staffing and committee assignments. Finally an older woman, about fifty, comes in, wearing a “State Service Office” badge on a lanyard.

“Hello. Welcome to State Service Orientation. I’m Rebecca Upston, the Parliamentary Commissioner for State Service. Angela, who usually does new officeholder orientation, is off today, so you get me; I’m the head of the program. Thanks for coming on time. I know this seems uncomfortable and frightful for some of you, but don’t worry, for almost everyone orientation, and service generally, turns out to be a good experience. Can you introduce yourselves? Just first names here. You can call me Rebecca.”

They go around the room, and each says her name. Rebecca makes a point of repeating them back. “Georgia.” “Eva.” “Lucy.” “Holly.” “Bella.” “Brooke.” “Samantha.” “Jasmine.” “Sophie.” “Madison.” “Summer.” “Elizabeth.”

How It Started [MMF][voy]

It all started one night, years back, when my friend
was at our house playing cards with us. Just your
normal card game, not strip poker or anything like
that.

AS it was a hot night, no AC, my wife was wearing a
pair of silk pajamas. A button down top with the shorts
bottom.
My wife has blonde hair and at that time, 36C tits, and
a sweet ass that got plenty of looks from guys.

As we were playing cards, I accidentally slid one of
her cards off the table. I never thought much about it,
until I dealt the next card to my friend. It was then
that I noticed his eyes were on my wife and not on my
dealing. It was just a quick glance, but enough that I
noticed it. I acted as though I was busy dealing and
hadn’t seen him, but it had got my attention, and my
mind racing. Different emotions were going through my
mind.

At first I was pissed, but the more I thought about it,
it kind of excited me! Hell, if the situation had of
been reversed, I’d have done the same thing. After
that, I noticed once in awhile when he was dealing, he
would “accidentally” slide a card of the table – always
hers of course.

[MF] [Mdom] The day I totally owned her

I won’t lie. When I found my flatmate’s secret timebomb drive, I thought things would go differently. I imagined that I would be using Anna anytime I wanted to make my fantasies come true. She would be my toy, my plaything, my slut to abuse whenever I pleased. Like if everyday was a real life porn movie. But in reality, everything was just… much more mundane. Our lifes progressed normally, we both were busy not spending that much time at home, and even when we were together things often were somewhat awkward. Or she was too tired and totally didn’t look in the mood to be used. Or I didn’t want to look desperate and admit how much I wanted her.

And even in the days I decided to play with her, she would always start by saying ‘no’ and we had to do our little blackmail game to get her to behave like a good girl. If that was just the game she liked to play, or if I was just being an asshole to her and she hated me, I had no idea. Sure, I wanted to bring her to her limits, but I didn’t want to go past them. The idea was to bring to life the fantasies of *both* of us. The problem with this blackmail thing is that we couldn’t really talk about it, or the fantasy was gone. Things had to happen spontaneously, but life was a bitch and was always in the way.

A Vampire’s Proposition

“No! Not like that. You have to be excited for his cock when he takes it out. I want you to feel hungry for it. Thirsty for the cum you are about to get. Imagine you are lost in a desert, haven’t eaten in a week, and you ran out of water 2 days ago. You stumble upon a house in the middle of nowhere and the occupant shows you a steak dinner and a pitcher of lemonade. His cock is that!” Elena said impatiently to the so called “talent.” 

“Um, I’m like, definitely a vegan and also can’t have any sugar.” The young girl said. Elena could clearly see the male actor clearly starting to go limp from all the waiting.

“Vegan, no wonder you aren’t excited about his meat.” Elena muttered under her breath. “Ugh, let’s call it a day before I go crazy. Everyone be back and ready to go tomorrow morning.” She shouted to the group. Everyone hustled to pack up the set and leave. They have been filming Elena’s latest porn all day. She was a director who never seemed to get tired. Just fed up with the actors when they got too tired to continue filming.

A Vampire’s proposition [FFF]

“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO KEIKO!” Corrinne shouted. She rushed to keiko’s side. “Keiko wake up! Come on Keiko!” She looked at Elena “I’m calling the police you monster!” Elena still with her fangs out zipped over to Corrinne and gave her a little nip on the neck. She dosed her with enough venom to put her to sleep. She quickly changed Corrinne’s memory. Corrinne came to the room and Keiko tried to get out of the tub to greet her. Keiko slipped on the wet floor and hit her head. Corrinne was panicking because her friend was injured and went to help her then fainted at the site of blood. This is what she will remember. Elena carried Corrinne to her bed then went back to heal Keiko’s neck. When she returned Keiko was awake and standing up. 

POST CHRISTMAS FACEFUCK [mf] [facefuck] [swallow] [oral] [squirt] [creampie]

So I met this guy. I was a little caught off guard because when he messaged me on Tinder, he skipped the usual small talk about my tits or if I wanted to suck his cock. We actually had a friendly chat. It was mostly a surprise because his bio CLEARLY stated he was looking for someone to fuck.

I, too, am looking for someone to fuck. But usually, in the world of Tinder, when you say you’re looking for casual, you aren’t met with friendly banter.

SOOO, we chatted for like a few days. It was during the holiday season, so we were both busy with family and one evening, he texted to say he was stressed and annoyed with relatives and wished he could have snuck out for a while to “hang out” with me. Finally! Something dirty.

I asked what he had in mind since I had snuck off to my bed and was kind of in the mood anyway. He sexted me until I made myself cum and then we spent the next hour texting about sex. Do you have a favorite position? Do you have a favorite sex toy? Do you like rim jobs? He asked a litany of questions until, finally, I realized he was jerking off. I decided to get a little more graphic with my responses.

Incredible [sex] [dream] I had to share ? [mf]

So I had this incredible sex dream…I was in this massive indoor room with those lovely fabric day beds you get on holiday with flowy fabric everywhere. It seemed you were rotated along beds and had a certain time limit with each person before you had to move on. Looking around some people were just lying down, some were just kissing and it all seemed quite tame. At first I was on this bed with quite a hot white guy, good smile, he touched me a bit but mostly smiled and it was so quick before I had to move on. I could feel myself getting really horny and impatient that none of my suitors in this dream would fulfil my sexual desire.

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Kinky Advent 24/24 [F] [Bi] [bdsm]

I got a collar for Christmas! Or rather a promise for one that my Dom and I will be choosing together. I’m still a little overwhelmed by the thought of finally being able to wear a visible sign for the connection me and my Dom are sharing, that this little advent adventure definitely helped to enhance.
I have to admit the last couple of weeks were intense, with a good measure of fun and excitement but also nervousness and uncertainty at some points. And let’s not forget about the constant arousal and horniness. ?
Seeing how much time, devotion, creativity and consideration went into creating this advent calendar I wasn’t sure I would be able to fulfill all the tasks to my Dom’s full satisfaction – which of course turned out to be true. As some of the assignments were surely a bit harder for me or took more effort than others my Dom seemed more disappointed when I just let some details slip, not posting on time or tried to negotiate demands and bypass some of the regulations. The punishments I got for the collected slips are something that I definitely will remember. As a masochist who can take her fair share of pain without flinching my Dom managed to really set the tone for the punishment spankings and whippings and got me into a mindset where I was really feeling I needed to be disciplined and atone for not following the rules. And being ordered to assume some of the mentioned positions truly helped with that.
The effect the position practice had on me was fascinating although the thought of position training was always very intriguing to me. Picturing myself in front of my Dom offering myself to him in a position like ‘Nadu’ really made me feel like I could truly submit to him despite my rebellious and bratty nature. That’s something I would love to explore more and incorporate in our future play sessions.
The most fun was had with the wax play, the body writing and the stripping in the changing room including that posting pictures of the fulfilled tasks totally caters to my exhibitionistic side. I also really enjoyed the dress regulations although I was shy to try it at first.
Something I’m very grateful for is that I got back to writing regularly. A side effect I want to keep and use in other parts of my life.
I’m so happy about how things turned out and also proud of myself for pushing some of my limits especially in the sense of wanting to be more obedient and submit more often than not.

[MF] Hotel Room With A Stranger

When I fell asleep last night, my head was filled with visions of email security protocols and algorithms, a hangover from the weeklong conference on Business Collaboration Security I was attending.

I awoke slowly, it was still dark out, I could just make out the full moon through the draw curtains as my eyelids fluttered open. I moved minutely and my body presses against something soft and warm. I freeze, my heart beating heavy in my chest. I came to this conference alone. And I hadn’t invited company to my room. And then I smelled lilac, felt a soft hand touch and then hold my own.

Moonbeams now light a portion of the bed in a soft glow. I turn to my right and there you are naked on top of the sheets looking at me through beautiful eyes, a half smile painting your full lips.

Am I dreaming? I close my eyes and reopen them, but you are still there, curves, dreams, and intoxication. I should be concerned about who the fuck you are, but those thoughts are driven from my mind when your hand steals into shorts and gently starts to caress my cock, which it springs to life heedless of any danger. Our eyes meet in the faint light and you shift giving me full view of your heavy tits, the nipples standing at attention begging to be sucked, teased, bitten, pulled, twisted…

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