Next Generation Christian Kingdom Ch.05: To Protect & Empower (Part 2)

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Anthony shifted his position in his chair as if trying to take a closer look at Chris, then said, "I know you have many questions that need answering, but it's best if I begin by asking you some. I've heard from many people their account of how you came to be in my office, now I would like to hear it from you. What brought you here? Why do you want to be in the kingdom? And more important, what do you believe this kingdom is all about?"

"Sure thing Mr. Quillis…" Chris began.

"Call me Anthony," Anthony interrupted.

"…Anthony…" Chris continued. "A little over a year ago, I started working at this car dealership in the parts department. From the day I interviewed for the position, I was incredibly impressed by my manager. I'm not gay or anything, but he was just someone I liked being around. I could have found a better paying job, but I really enjoyed working there. Eventually I found that many of the people who worked there were like him, including the owner of the dealership. Read more »

Next Generation Christian Kingdom Ch.05: To Protect & Empower (Part 1)

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This is a story of an alternate reality where there is a branch of Christianity that has rejected the dogma normally associated with sex.

Chapter 5: To Protect & Empower

The very same morning that Marcia first woke up in the room she shared with Laura, Christopher Carlson found himself sitting across an imposing desk from Anthony Quillis; in Anthony's downtown real estate office.

Chris had been wondering if this day would ever come. He entered the kingdom's boot camp over fifteen weeks ago, and was seriously believing that he was never going to be selected by a squad leader. Most of the men he saw entering boot camp were selected within three to four weeks. There was one other guy who was selected after twelve, but no one was in it as long as he was.

This had perplexed him, because he thought he was much more talented than others that were selected faster than he was. He knew he scored better than most in all of his exams, and performed better in almost all of the sporting events he participated in. Towards the end he was tutoring many of the other guys with their studies, and was always one of the first selected when teams were chosen. Yet he kept seeing others being selected instead of him. Read more »

Desperate Witches. Part 1. [MF, fantasy, Mdom]

Hey, this is my first dirty story ever. Tell me what you think!

 

Hermione’s marriage to Ron had become somewhat familiar, almost mundane. Ever since Voldemort’s defeat 19 years ago, things have just been… normal. Sure they’ve traveled the world, gotten married, raised two children; but the adventures, the dangers, the rushes of her school days; they were gone forever. Or were they?

She and Ron were standing on platform 9 and ¾, waving bye to their daughter Rose; it was her first year at Hogwarts. That’s when she saw him: Draco Malfoy. Their eyes met, and she felt an instant rush. She looked away quickly. The last time she saw Draco was the night that Voldemort fell, back then he could be called nothing more than a boy. But when she looked at him now, she saw a man. Why did meeting his gaze make her so nervous? They were nothing more than enemies back in their school days… But then, then she remembered. Those elaborate fantasies she had… the vivid imagination of a young Hermione Granger knew no bounds. What happened to that fire? That sexual energy? She looked back; Draco and his wife had already left. Read more »

Next Generation Christian Kingdom Ch.04: What Are Words For (Part 13)

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Alyson did what she knew was required. By the time Marcia had found panties of the right size, and had returned to the front of the line behind the couch, Alyson had positioned herself just as Marcia had, and was just placing her panties in her mouth. Marcia couldn't help notice the marks on her bottom from the whipping she got last night.

"Very good Ally," Then Lady Jennifer knelt next to her and delivered ten solids slaps in quick succession. Marcia thought this was bit extreme, considering her existing condition. She had been looking forward to paying her back for what she had received from her. Now she wasn't so sure. When she was done, Alyson spit her panties out.

As Lady Jennifer gave Alyson her stimulation, she looked back at the girls and said, "I was a bit disappointed by everyone's choice of what they did to Marcia at this point. I hope to see a little more imagination when you come up to do Ally." Read more »

Next Generation Christian Kingdom Ch.04: What Are Words For (Part 12)

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Lady Jennifer knelt next to Marcia and started on the instructions for the other girls. "Because the arm of this seat is so low you will have to kneel in order to get a good swing at her. I will be the first one to spank each of you. I will slap you with my hand from five to fifteen times. Each of you waiting must count how many I do. That will be the minimum number I'll expect you to deliver to the girl I just spanked — note I said minimum. I will also expect you to spank her at least as hard as I did when I delivered the spanking.

"When you have completed your spanking, I expect you to slide your right hand down between her legs, and stimulate her for at least one minute. You can do what ever you want as long as your hand is between her legs, and she is responding in some manner." Read more »

Next Generation Christian Kingdom Ch.04: What Are Words For (Part 11)

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The only girl left to call on was Lisa Green. Her question caught Lady Jennifer completely by surprise. In all of the years she had been initiating young women into this kingdom, she had never had an initiate ask this question at this stage in their development. "Mistress Jennifer, this may seem like a silly question, but it has me intrigued. You talked about how 'Us' is real but 'Them' is not, yet you never mentioned how 'I' fits in to this discussion. Surely 'I' exist, right?"

Lady Jennifer just sat in stunned silence for a few seconds. Then finally she said, "You really shouldn't be perceptive enough yet to ask that question. That's a topic we don't get into until much later, and no, there is nothing silly about it at all."

After thinking for a few moments more she continued. "Since you have asked it, I think I am going to give a shot at answering it. Keep in mind that we normally teach much more about life and religion before we get to this. Read more »

Next Generation Christian Kingdom Ch.04: What Are Words For (Part 10)

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Sandra Nelson's question is exactly what Lady Jennifer expected of her. She knew that far too many conservatives were overly defensive of their politics, and Sandra was no exception. "Mistress Jennifer, I would like to go back to what you said about Conservatives being their own worst enemy. President Bush was just reacting to the lies of the mainstream media when he used the phrase compassionate conservative. When Republicans are hounded out of office for minor transgressions, yet a Democrat gets caught with $100K in the freezer and still gets re-elected, I would say the media are more to blame than us. Why do you believe differently?"

"First of all, you need to see that the only thing the media is doing is holding us to a higher standard than they do their like-minded brethren. And this is consistent with what we said last night that liberals see expectations as something you only inflict on your enemies, not on your friends. Conservatives make a serious mistake when they see liberalism achieving their goals through the actions of the media, and foolishly believe that we could also if we had their help. Read more »

The Three of Us [M] [F] [M]

It’s terrifying. I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on.

We’ve talked about threesomes before, but never in any serious way. There was always the thing about one of us getting jealous and it causing a huge rift between us. But, I pushed the issue, and you agreed. You agreed, but only if the first time could be with a man. What got my heart beating faster at that wasn’t the thought of you sucking a stranger’s member whilst I licked you; no, what got me going was that you said “the first time”, implying there would be more.

And so, here we are. You stand between us in that light green dress you wore to that long-ago wedding. It’s surreal, watching this strange man run his hands over your body like he was meant to do it. His fingers trail across your shoulders, brushing your hair gently away as he kisses along your collar bone. With his other hand, he caresses your breasts through your dress. You crane your neck, letting him softly nibble at you. Read more »

B&S

Fiction

You and I are lying in bed on our sides. You're behind me, you gather my hair in one hand and begin kissing my shoulder and neck. You stroke my side with your fingertips. My neck and shoulders are sensitive to your touch: goosebumps trail your kisses and touch and spread across my body. My nipples harden in response. You shift your weight over me, easing me onto my back, and kiss my lips. You suck deeply on my mouth and tease my tongue, turning me on more and making my lips feel bee-stung from your passion. Our tongues are intertwined. Your hands cup and squeeze my breasts, pinch my nipples and make me gasp. You kiss, suck, and lick down my throat.

I whimper, letting you know where I want ur mouth to be and then feel ur warm breath on my breasts. I hold ur head to my breasts and run my fingers through ur hair. My hands keep traveling downward, exploring your body as you attend to my bosom. I have butterflies in my stomach and a deep yearning to be fulfilled. "Yes!" I encourage. You keep kissing me all over. Your fingers tickle down and over, in between my waiting legs. Read more »

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She Waits in Her Tiny Bikini for Cold Wet Soil [Mdom, Fsub]

Sára Kovac lies by the edge of the pool, her arms above her head, her eyes closed, her dark blonde hair dipping into the warm water. Her little purple bikini is tight against her tanned body, but her long legs are crossed, very ladylike, protecting her modesty. She waits for me to take control.

I met Sára the night before in the luxury spa hotel I’m staying at in Prague. I’m sitting in the bar, a glass of fine Champagne on the table, a voice recorder concealed under my newspaper. I’m discreetly recording a conversation on the table next to me, between two Czech businessmen, who intel in London suggests are passing information from the British Embassy in Prague to the Russian KGB. MI6 doesn’t know what they’re sending or why. But, like any spy agency, we like to poke our noses into other people’s business.

Having successfully recorded the conversation, which I’ll send back to London for analysis – just two drunken buffoons talking about Cuban cigars by the sounds of it – I order another drink: whiskey on the rocks. Then I spot something that catches my eye: long tanned legs protruding from a short grey skirt, crossed under the table, tight white top, high heels, dark blonde hair. She’s reading a book while sipping a cocktail, Mojito I think. I take a sip of whiskey, unable to look at anything else, but pretending to read my newspaper. Read more »