[MFf] “Disappearance at Bear Lake: Vol. 01” [BDSM]

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**Chapter One: “*On the Record*”**

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What follows is a partial transcript, taken from an interview conducted with Mrs. Summers. It was recorded during the production of a reality television-show, called *The Day I Nearly Died*. Regrettably, the episode in question was finished just prior to the show’s cancelation. Subsequently, it never aired.

The final edit of the episode is available online, however — for those diligent and tech-savy enough to find it. It’s not terribly remarkable and certainly does not convey the whole truth of Betty Summers’s harrowing story. Nothing noteworthy to this investigation made it into that final edit of the episode [#3.4: “A Disappearance at Bear Lake”], except for the sole mention of Mrs. Summers “seeing a strange hunter walking amongst the trees one night”.

Despite many attempts, portions of the original preliminary interview with Mrs. Summers were not obtained by the author. Other sections of her account were redacted by the producers of *The Day I Nearly Died* and will likely never see the light on day.

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> Transcribed from an audio-cassette, labeled: “Prep. Mrs. Summers #1 [Side A]”. It was provided to the author by the The Day I Nearly Died’s editor in chief, Jerry T. Crumb:

Linda and Samantha[bondage, Ff, intense]

She was perfect. Cute as a button in all her pictures, a true Slave girl, ready to give up all her rights. Including her preferences.

Linda had been looking for a new girl for a while now, when this little thing popped up on her feed. 19 years old, petite, no limits wanted, no rights wanted… absolutely ideal.

The first few emails were pretty standard, and it quickly turned into a single one way bus ticket, and a set of instructions. Time passed slowly for Linda, awaiting her new girl’s arrival, but it finally came.

The arrangements were made beforehand, the taxi would drop her right at the apartment building, and she knew what to do once she got there.

The buzzer finally rang, and her heart skipped a beat. She all but ran to the box and hit the button.

“Who is it?” She knew exactly who it was, but wanted to see how her new girl reacted. She was greeted with static, and the sound of incoherent speech, and she smiled. This might actually turn out perfectly. She pressed the button quickly, not giving her new Slave enough time to open the door.

My Surprise DP [MFM]

My husband, Lee, surprised me with a three day mini vacation at a bed and breakfast near Lake Tahoe. In this winter wonderland of forests and snow, we were enjoying our holiday where I indulged my husband’s kinks. Night had fallen and in our dimly lit rustic bedroom, I waited for Lee to return. Dressed in his heavy cable knit sweater and a pair of socks, I was on all fours on the bed with my naked ass up in the air. He had left me this way, positioned with my back to the door where once you enter, you were greeted by my downy slit and popped open ass.

“Don’t move,” Lee said, before placing my earbuds firmly in my ear and turning on my Bryan Ferry playlist before he’d left the room ten minutes ago.

Bryan Ferry had been crooning in my ears for several songs now as I waited patiently for Lee to return. Suddenly, I felt a disruption of air whooshed over my naked backside as the door opened and closed. I felt hands on my bare ass. My eyes remained on the headboard as directed. Lee pulled the earbuds from my ears.

Sex with a girl while her religious friend watched [MF]

I’ve recently gotten some requests to repost this story. I posted it from this account about a year ago, but it seems to have disappeared. I think it was due to a grammatical edit I tried to make recently and change of tagging requirements in the title since the original posting date. Anyways, here it is:

***Like I’ve said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. I’m generally considered a good-looking guy (used to model, 6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give.***

Having the Whole Apartment to Ourselves for the Weekend (part 1) [MF]

A couple days after we first became a couple, Karen asked if I wanted to stay over at her apartment that weekend. She lived in a two-bedroom, on-campus apartment on the tenth floor of her building with three other girls. All three of her apartment mates lived within two hours away from campus and it just so happened that Karen had the whole apartment to herself for the weekend. Seeing how my own apartment would be filled with a bunch of jackasses for the weekend (I kid. I love those guys.), I was more than happy to pack and plan for a weekend at Karen’s.

We started our weekend together on Friday night by going out to grab some groceries and supplies. Karen and I wanted to cook dinner together for our first night alone. After we grabbed the ingredients we needed at the Asian market and made a quick stop for some boba tea, we got back to her apartment and started preparing everything. Karen told me she needed to go and change into more comfortable clothes real fast so I told her I’ll get everything setup while she went ahead and get changed. When I finished unpacking the last of the ingredients, a pair of arms wrapped around me and held me tight. I felt the warmth of Karen’s chest and stomach pressed up against me as I brought my hands up to match the hands she had around me. I brushed my hands along the length of her bare arms, held her hands and turned around to face her.

[MFf] “Disappearance at Bear Lake: Vol. 01” [BDSM]

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**Chapter One:** “*On the Record*”**

***

What follows is a partial transcript, taken from an interview conducted with Mrs. Summers. It was recorded during the production of a reality television-show, called *The Day I Nearly Died*. Regrettably, the episode in question was finished just prior to the show’s cancelation. Subsequently, it never aired.

The final edit of the episode is available online, however — for those diligent and tech-savy enough to find it. It’s not terribly remarkable and certainly does not convey the whole truth of Betty Summers’s harrowing story. Nothing noteworthy to this investigation made it into that final edit of the episode [#3.4: “A Disappearance at Bear Lake”], except for the sole mention of Mrs. Summers “seeing a strange hunter walking amongst the trees one night”.

Despite many attempts, portions of the original preliminary interview with Mrs. Summers were not obtained by the author. Other sections of her account were redacted by the producers of *The Day I Nearly Died* and will likely never see the light on day.

***

> Transcribed from an audio-cassette, labeled: “Prep. Mrs. Summers #1 [Side A]”. It was provided to the author by the The Day I Nearly Died’s editor in chief, Jerry T. Crumb:

[MF] From a Music Video Set to an Empty Street

A few years ago, I (a mid-20s male) had just moved to Los Angeles. As is the custom, I was doing some work in the film industry, and so it happened that I ended up in Malibu on a gorgeous summer SoCal day, as an extra for a slightly silly but enjoyable music video.

Anyone who’s worked in the film industry knows the deal: extra work is boring in and of itself. But you get paid to meet similarly-aged people, and in this case, hang out on the sunny beach. Unfortunately, as much as I love LA, the people often fit the stereotype, so at first I found myself hiding out alone at this shoot. The guys were douchey, each thinking their abs were amazing, they were the next big thing, and every woman wanted them. The women were pretentious, worried more about how they thought they looked than whether they looked like what the director was looking for.

Anita Jones Pt 1

In 2017, the Slavery Act went into probationary law, and every person living in the country was subject to it. within one week, you must register as either a Slave or a Free. To register as Slave was easy. You were given $10000, and given a week to settle your affairs. Free registration cost $5000. This is the story of Anita Jones, a young black woman with very little left to lose.

My name is Anita. Once the politicians enacted the slavery laws, I saw my one chance to help my mother. The money they offered would be enough for me to register her freedom, and get her proper care.

I wasn’t afraid of what would happen to me. I’m not exactly a virgin, and how bad could it be? I went immediately to register both myself and my mom. My registration was quick. Just a signature, stating I agreed, I was property, no longer a woman. they let me register my mom, too, before they finished my forms. It immediately got more difficult than I expected it to.

[MF] A Workplace Dilemma

“Oh, for goodness sakes! Wake up, Jon!”

With a jerk Jonathan Elders woke up. Looking around wildly, he struggled to sort out the darkness and the loud ringing from the nightstand next to him. Finally catching his breath his eyes focused on the bright glowing screen, flickering with a number and a face. Groaning, he reached out and picked up the phone to answer the call.

“Kara, why are you calling me at five in the morning?” Jon asked, his irritation and sleepiness sharp in his voice.

“Aren’t you usually up, sir?” The voice on the other side of space was not as chipper and bright as normal. Yet it was unmistakably young Kara Dance, just brought on to his team. Brunette, short, and full of life. Yet until this morning, she had seemed rather staid and stable, not prone to taking risks for her job. Which was likely the problem this morning.

“I have another thirty minutes before my alarm goes off, thank you very much,” Jon replied gruffly. In fact it was only five more minutes, but he was not going to give his interruption the satisfaction of being correct, not at 4:55am. Instead he turned the conversation back at Kara. “So again, why are you waking me up?”

[MF] I face fucked her behind LAX United Air Cargo

This story begins when I met a girl through Reddit who was asking for dick pics. Yes, they do exist and are very rare. Her name was /u/cantgetenoughcock85, and she was an absolute bombshell. South American with that perfect skin complexion, nice big round tits, and that sweet ass that Latina’s are known for.

It started off very sexually charged, pretty much any time i’d get an erection i’d send her a picture. At work, at home, in my car in traffic, whenever I got hard she’d get a picture. I’m not big by any means, about 7″ and average thickness. It wasn’t just dick pics, we’d talk about stuff and turned out we had a lot in common. Late 20’s, and divorced.

As it turned out, she lived in LA and a few months down the road I was travelling through and had a 24 hour layover. So, we decided that if we were still friends (we know how the internet works) that we would meet and at least meet and say hi and get a hotel room for the night. When the time came she picked me up from the terminal and straight away I embraced her and gave her a deep long kiss. After that we checked into the hotel, fucked, grabbed some food, fucked, then fucked some more, got high, then fucked some more.