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A night with my Mistress and her friends -part 2 [MFFFFF] [Fdom] [Msub] [bd] [bdsm] [oral]

I imagine that since you are reading this post you have already perused the first part of my story that I left on this sub a day or two ago. If you have not, I would thoroughly recommend reading it beforehand though I will offer this short recap to both bring new readers up to speed and remind old readers of what they already know. I am a young submissive, who, along with my older Mistress, are entertaining four guests tonight. They are all friends of my Mistress, Charlotte, and are Annabel, Sarah, Rosie, and Ophelia. So far I have spent the evening in the entrance to Charlotte’s house in bondage greeting everyone. What follows is the second part of my tale, which takes place just after dinner. The five women have finished their main course and are settling into some dessert. And first a short interlude to fill in the gaps.

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[MF] The night we met – Part 2

Dinner was an interesting experience. M seemed to delight in turning the vibrator on when the restaurant was quiet, just to hear me gasp. The contrast between our fairly normal conversation and the occasional pointed question on how I was feeling kept me on edge, his power over me growing each time the small toy came to life inside me. After we had finished eating he turned the toy on and left it on its highest setting, indicating that it was time to leave.

I walked the full length of the restaurant with the toy still on high, almost sure someone would know from the way I walked or the blush on my cheeks. I kept my head high, hiding how I felt from anyone who may look over. The truth was I was soaked, turned on hugely and eager for more. Once again we kissed in the lift with M casually sliding his hands across my ass in a way that made me squirm. He had me exactly where he wanted me and we both knew it. Read more »

Yes Sir [MF][FF][MFF][Mdom][anal][oral][bd][long][Final Part]

Later that day we are eating lunch and talking. “Are you happy?” I ask.

“Of course.” she kisses me quickly.

“Because I was thinking about our promises and I want to make sure I’m holding up my end. Are you sure you’re happy”

“I’m so sorry about the mess. I’m happy but…You’re great in bed”

“You’re happy, BUT, I’m great in bed?”

“You’re great but sometimes I want more.”

“More sex”

“Yeah” she says embarrassed, “I know you’re tired and…”

“Sore?” I offer

“Sorry” she says more embarrassed. “It’s just sometimes I’m so…hungry. I’m masturbating like twice a day”

“Maybe I could help with that?”

“You’re going to help me masturbate?”

“Sure. Like the other day in the shower.” Read more »

Yes Sir [MF][FF][MFF][Mdom][anal][oral][bd][long][PartII]

“Where are we going now?” She wants to know

“We need to hit one more place and then we’re going home to drop all this stuff off and then we’ll get some dinner.” I take us to a little strip mall with a very special store. When we get inside she’s all giggly because the walls are lined with displays of dildoes and strapons, rope and leather, and all kinds of naughty delights. This is my favorite sex shop. I get the attention of a sales clerk, a girl with short cut hair and a bevy of tattoos. We go over the different vibrator options and select two, a rabbit and a smaller bullet vibe that kinda looks like a tongue. I ask for advice on lubes that would be good for anal sex and Claire blushes deep red. I buy a bottle of a water based lube in case we want something toy safe and silicone based one for longer anal sex sessions. I also get a set of silicone anal plugs in stepped sizes. Read more »

Yes Sir [MF][FF][MFF][Mdom][anal][oral][bd][long]

I’m an automation expert. I tell people I work on big expensive machines that make stuff. I get to travel to interesting places sometimes but mostly I wind up in little armpit towns. It’s good work though, it pays well and I get to be my own boss. I have a standing order to run a six month overhaul at a plant a couple hours away. This place is a real shithole and I hate coming here. There’s only one fleabag motel in town which is the only place to stay while i’m there. I keep thinking about dropping this client but the last time I went there was this girl. She works the desk at the motel. She’s probably 19 or 20 years old. She’s got long frizzy dirty-dishwater blonde hair that she lets fall across her face to hide her pale blue eyes. Her face is pimply but pretty. She’s the kind of girl you’d probably forget five minutes later if you didn’t look beyond her plain looks and dull demeanor. I have a day off and I hang out in the lobby and talk to her to kill time because there’s nothing else to do. She’s had a rough life. Her dad died when she was a baby in a motorcycle accident. Her mom is in and out of jail or rehab. She lives with her aunt and uncle who treat her like shit. She isn’t particularly pretty or smart or interesting. She has a way about her though. I can’t explain it and I can’t get her out of my head. Her name is Claire. Read more »

Monrovia – Darling child vampire asexual girl who I loved for a night [MF] (funny and tender)

I miss being up there. I used to date a woman there, her name was Tori. She was a vampire, sort of. I met her at a bar in Long Beach called Que Sera that was hosting their monthly goth night. She was a year younger than me and was a bit shy but her and I still danced at a few points. She wore cat ears, and this gigantic black dress with a petticoat under it. I fell in love with her that night.

We exchanged phone numbers and I vowed to come visit her up in Monrovia (right next to Pasadena) as soon as possible.

A week later we set up a meet time and I drove up to pick her up from her massive, empty house. She was a photographer, or at least she wanted to be. Darling child looked just like Anne Frank. We went for a hike up to the Monrovia waterfall but she had trouble due to her huge dress. I held her hand as we walked up the hill and eventually we reached there.

We sat next to each other on a rock. Read more »

High School Reunion [MF][bondage][public][long]

(NOTE – This happened about 10 years ago.)

I hate reunions. I didn’t attend my 10-year reunion, my 20-year reunion, my 25-year reunion, or the reunion of my college graduating class. I haven’t been to homecoming since I graduated college. My line of thought is that if we were close enough friends during the time, we’d still be in contact now … I have no desire to go into a room with people with whom I got along with marginally at best and re-live the ‘good old days’ like it was an episode of a sitcom.

But here I was at a reunion. My wife’s 20-year reunion.

I’m three years older than my wife, which created an issue in high school. As I looked around, I noted that everyone in the room would have been a freshman while I was a senior, which explained why I knew no one here except for the people who had been in the band (one of the few places where upper and lower classmen mingled). My wife, social butterfly that she is, had flitted off to re-introduce herself to someone. I stood off to the side nursing my third Crown on the rocks, listening to the DJ play music that was popular in the early 80’s and sincerely wishing I were somewhere … anywhere … else. I could think of a number of things I would have preferred to be doing. Several options leapt to mind. Having a wisdom tooth extracted, for example. Perhaps a vasectomy without anesthesia. Maybe an Oliver Stone movie marathon. Read more »

The Black Velvet Choker [FM][bd][exh][Fsub][huml]

He loosened his collar where his silk maroon tie had been just minutes earlier. He felt he needed to loosen just a little, he pushed back on the slight excitement, regaining control quickly. Then pushed his arm out from his suit just enough to lift his watch up to his eyes. He glanced, five minutes, five more to go. He looked calmly down at her, naked and prone, forearms and feet bound with patterned entwined knots where she lay, spread out on her back, blindfolded. His silk tie warmly covering her eyes. She could just smell him on the tie. He would not speak to her, no matter what she said, only if she uttered her safe word would he quickly release her, or until the ten minutes were up. He knew he had to break through to her gently, for she was an intelligent woman. He had noticed her before, seemingly aloof and uninterested, but really, she was just defensive, some would say shy. But really she had a need, a hunger. He knew she was fighting to break free through her barrier. He felt she wanted help to push through her barriers, to go deeper, deeper into her secrets… the pain that was quietly simmering there. He saw it. He knew her struggle with letting go and yet feeling comfortable being restrained, hence the ropes and bondage she expressed her desire for, physically restraining her, comforting her. Her classy background was her restraint that was holding back her innermost desires, and it had started to show. Read more »

[FM] An evening over twelve years in the making [long, anal, kink, pics] part 2

Part 1 found here](https://redd.it/60b6jf)

Julie was bent over my bed, her wrists restraint securing her arms together behind her back. Her ankles were similarly bound while spreading her legs wide to the posts of my bed. I was gently playing with the butt plug that was still firmly lodged in place. Fingers expertly pulling it out with the greatest of ease and letting her own pressure suck it back in. The gasps and moans she let out were satisfying to both of us. I loved pleasing this woman. Her occasional protests of “…please… uhhh… fuck me” only renewed my constant state of arousal. I *needed* this night to last as long as I could. I used this slow teasing to rest my weary arms and hands from seemed like a marathon vibrator assault from earlier. I kept the momentum going so that I could build her desire into something more.

During the previous two weeks, our sexting divulged quite a bit of the *intimate habits* of Julie. This woman loved sex and self gratification was her preferred method of choice given her circumstances in recent years. I had a rough idea of how much she could take without making her pass out into pleasure coma. It wasn’t much of an idea mind you, but I could tell the secure woman that she was could take a bit sexual appeasement before succumbing to exhaustion. Read more »