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The furnaces stood in two parallel rows at the foot of the excavated hillside above the wharf and the stables. Staggered burnings took place day and night; by night the lower hill-slope seemed festooned with glowing broken teeth. While one furnace was alight another was being emptied and yet another was being filled with charcoal from the wharf-side heaps and ironstone and limestone from the hillside. Below the end of the lower row of furnaces stood a small brew-house, and at the door to the brew-house stood the two girls. Danime opened the door and urged Lena inside. A warm aromatic shroud o… Weiterlesen

Hello, due to the current law, unfortunately I cannot publish realistic photos produced using Ai tools here. I can post animated images, which I do. Some of them have their version in a realistic image and these photos are fantastic. Imagine these exuberant shapes of a real-looking woman. Yes, they are on my website. So when you decide to check out what I have to offer there, visit my website or write to me and we will find a solution so that you can fully experience what I have created for you. Your Lady Ai… Weiterlesen

When i was young i went to to a birthday party somewhere in London with my parents. It was a family type party (not my family) and i was put to bed in an upstairs room as the party went on quite late. I woke up to find a man standing over me. He was wanking and I realised he had pulled the covers back and had pulled my trousers down to my knees. He said 'shhhhhhh' and being an obedient boy I stayed silent. He leaned down and held my chin in his hand and kissed me - his tung went thru my lips and deep into my mouth, all the while stroking my cock. He stood back up and I looked up and watched hi… Weiterlesen

The next picture was a close-up of a pair of eyes. Eva could tell right away that they were Miho's eyes. No cocks, tits, or pussy - just Miho's naked eyes. But the more Eva looked, the more she saw. In some ways, it was one of the sexier pictures Eva had seen in the book. Miho began to take on a new understanding to Eva. Each photo had provided a new insight, a new freedom, a new power. This photo held even more. If the eyes are a 'window to the soul', this picture spoke volumes of Miho's history. While Miho was a beautiful woman, she was not a glamorous star - but she had the aura and glow o… Weiterlesen

"Dude!" Harold shouted to Peter, as they met outside the ice cream shop. "Hey, Harold!" Peter smiled. The boys knew each other well. In fact, their mothers had delivered the boys in the same hospital on the same night. Harold was born shortly before midnight, while Peter's mother gave birth just before sunup the next morning. Eva entered 'Ye Olde Ice Cream Shoppe' with the two boys in tow. It was one of those places with wrought iron chairs painted white, and dainty little tables with red and white checkered plastic tablecloths. "Welcome!" Smiled the girl behind the counter. Her name tag re… Weiterlesen

The next photo showed three men. The first man was on his knees, eyes closed, his lips around the tip of a cock head. The face of the man being sucked was not in the picture. His pubic area was shaved smooth, and he was pushing forward, trying to get more of his stiff cock into the sucker's mouth. Eva's breathing deepened as she saw the third man in the photo. Naked, sitting upright, a leather collar around his neck, and his legs spread by a bamboo pole. His ankles were secured to the pole with rough looking ropes. His helpless cock stood at attention. Eva could sense the emotion in each of t… Weiterlesen

The next photo in the book was of Miho. She was bent, breasts tied in a 'rope bra' fashion, with her hands secured behind. The picture was an action shot, with a black leather whip less than a foot from hitting Miho's ass. A man stood in the foreground, his wet cock standing straight out, pointed directly at Miho's face. Eva fell into the picture, as before. She got out her magnifying glass, and looked at the details closely. A woman was wielding the whip. The man's cock was wet with saliva, and pussy juice. Miho's breasts were not too big, and not too small. They were perfect - and the rope… Weiterlesen

Eva spent the next day off from school studying the book Miho had given her. It wasn't the sort of book that could be flipped through. Each page could be focused on for several minutes, fifteen minutes, even an hour or more. Eva got out a magnifying glass. While most book pictures were composed of tiny dots making up a full image, the photos in this book were different. Magnifying a rope offered detail of each strand in the rope - and each thread in a strand. The colors, and shapes in each picture played a role in the full story. It was as though Eva was discovering a new language, a new mean… Weiterlesen

Eva was looking forward to seeing her friend Wadeen. Eva showered, put on some makeup, and got into her new black dress, hose, and shoes which Harold had paid for - not to mention one of her new thongs. Eva was still a short, pudgy, pignosed girl, but she felt hot. At about 3:45, a car pulled up outside, and a nicely-dress man knocked on the door. Eva had explained to her mother she'd be going to a holiday party with 'some of the girls', and her mother was actually pleased to learn her daughter had been invited to a social event. "Miss Eva?" The driver asked. "Your car is ready, Ma'am." Eva… Weiterlesen

"Made him squirt just by squeezin' his nuts, honey? You GO, girl!" Wadeen was surprised, but pleased to hear from Eva. "Keep him hungry, girl - keep a boner on that boy!" Eva spilled out every detail she could remember about her experience with Harold. The bus ride. The magazine. Teasing him, and making him wait. Eva also had more questions for Wadeen. What was it like to get paid for sex? What were the mechanics of that, how did it work? It wasn't that Eva wanted to pursue a life of prostitution, she was just curious. Wadeen answered Eva's questions as honestly as she could. Maurice was pre… Weiterlesen

It was dark when Eva boarded the crosstown bus to head back home. Rush hour was long past. As she paid the bus fare, she noticed there were only three other people on the bus. One of them looked familiar. It was Harold, from her fourth period math class. He was pretty good looking, and smart. Eva wondered what he was doing coming out of the 'bad' section of town. Harold had been dating Molly McGregor, but Eva heard a rumor Molly had dumped Harold after he tried to grab her tit and french kiss her at a party. As the bus started to move, Eva walked down the aisle, and noticed Harold was focuse… Weiterlesen

Eva stood out front of the Rialto Theater, and started to sob. Eva had taken the bus downtown in hope of a movie date with a boy from school, who had mentioned a movie he'd wanted to see - Eva had even offered to buy the tickets. This wasn't the first time Eva had been stood up, but this one felt even worse than usual. On the chubby side, Eva had been a 'late bloomer'. Her breasts were small, her skin was pale, and her thin blonde hair was cut short in a manner that made her look even fatter. It didn't help that Eva's mother dressed her in long, floral-print, flour sack dresses. Once a prou… Weiterlesen

The cottages appeared rustic on the outside, but were roomy and comfortable inside. A young woman wordlessly walked you to ‘Cottage #4’ following the completion of your cleansing procedure at the clinic, and left you at the door. “Hey, bitch! Come on in, you slutty little white whore!” It was the first black man who had come into your room last night. The man whose complaint had resulted in your punishment enema was also there, sitting naked on a couch. Another heavy-set black man and a very pretty woman with short, nappy black hair sat together on a double loveseat. “Meet my uncle, cunt.” T… Weiterlesen

You’d been given a card with an order to appear at the Resort Clinic at 4:pm. You were given directions, and you then walked down a hallway leading to an exit door. About halfway down the hall, you spotted one of the few male slaves in the facility. His thumbs were tied behind him, and his balls were roped to a post. On his back in black marker were the words: ‘I AM A MASTURBATOR’. His head was locked inside a leather gimp mask, a dildo stuffed into his mouth, held in with a rubber strap. As you walked past, you could see a second dildo pushed into the man’s rear. He was whimpering and cryin… Weiterlesen

You had a bit of free time, and spent a bit of it looking around the building. There were no locked gates, as it was highly unlikely a voluntary ‘slave’ would need to make their escape in the nude. The building seemed to go on forever. As you approached the center of the building, you noticed The Garden Room. The Garden Room was literally an open space in the building, a full garden with lounge chairs, trees, bushes, and flowers. It was a warm day, and the view looked enticing. You entered, and found a comfortable recliner. Nude sunbathing was always a luxury, and you closed your eyes for a… Weiterlesen

Mister Sato’s room was at the end of a long hallway. The room was quite large, with huge windows looking out over a thick forest. There was a woman hanging upside down in one corner, suspended in an elaborate rope tie. A second woman was bound closer to one of the windows, her outstretched arms secured to a thick bamboo pole. Her knees were lifted up and tied just below her elbows, her pussy garishly displayed. A black silk bag covered her head. “Welcome. I am Sato.” The man said, gesturing toward a chair. “You are new.” You sat down, as Sato pulled out a wooden box, slightly smaller than… Weiterlesen

“Please come in, Tessa!” Came the voice from inside the office. “Sit down, and make yourself comfortable. I just wanted to go over a few things, and make sure we’re all on the same page.” It sounded like something a superior at any office would say. The woman continued. “First off, anything of concern you need to address?” “Well, the wooden horse was quite painful - my pussy is still bruised from it!” You said, standing to show the woman your painful marks. She only smiled. “Yes, Professor Adrian.” She nodded. “He does enjoy his implements, doesn’t he? But, not to worry - that bruising will… Weiterlesen

Coffee. You awoke to the wonderful smell of coffee being poured. Two collared women had entered your room to gently wake you, unlocking you from the chain, and briefing you on the morning ahead. “Breakfast will be in the main hall.” Said one of the women, setting a china cup on a saucer. “Diane is completing her service today, so she’ll be receiving a ‘farewell’ whipping in front of the group. You’ll have a bit of time to freshen up - we’ll come and get you.” The Great Hall was great, indeed. Fine wooden tables and chairs, set out in front of a theater-like stage. There were about 14 nude w… Weiterlesen

You had nearly fallen asleep when two men entered the room, carrying an oil lamp. “Room Service!” One of the men smiled. Both men were black. Both men are nude. Both have huge cocks. “Suck on this cock, cunt.” The first man says, putting his dick directly in your face. You don’t really have much choice. The head of his cock is almost a challenge to get into your mouth, but then, you’ve alway had kind of a secret attraction to black guys. “Buns up, bitch.” The other man grunts. Without taking the first man’s cock out of your mouth, you turn your butt submissively. “Spread cheeks, fuckhole.… Weiterlesen

Adrian finally lifts you up from the wooden horse after the allotted 20 minutes. Your crotch feels like it has been resting on iron. “I need to pee.” You beg. “But of course.” Adrian says, pointing to a bucket in a corner. “I mean, a restroom, please.” You cry. “Restrooms must be earned. You may urinate into your pissbucket like a common slut.” There’s no choice. Your legs are still tired from the horse - trying to squeeze, and lift up. You used muscles you haven’t used for a while. You reach down for the bucket. “April! Dan!” Adrian calls. A nude man enters, leading a fat naked woman o… Weiterlesen

“Tessa, is it?” Marco asked, walking you down the hall. “Yes, some call me ‘Tess’.” You added. “You’ve got some nice tits, cunt. I’m going to enjoy punishing them.” Marco smiled, enjoying the somewhat shocked look on your face. “You’re going to like begging to suck my cock when I start whipping those udders, too.” He laughed. The door opened to a full room that looked like a salon. Two women, wearing collars on their necks, and cuffs on their wrists and ankles tended to you. One of the women had a red ball gag in her mouth. You were bathed, and your pussy shaved and perfumed. You were the… Weiterlesen

The next few days were kind of a blur. Files were emailed back and forth, arrangements made. Liability concerns addressed. More paperwork would still need to be signed, but the arrangements were made. You would be paying for the honor of staying at the resort. This would cover the cost of your meals and lodging for five days. It also underscored the fact you were willing to pay for your own sexual punishment and use. The charge was largely offset by the resort covering all of your airfare and transportation costs. You arrived at the airport in time for the screening, carrying only a small b… Weiterlesen

A simple ad on a porn site caught your eye. “Are you a woman seeking discipline and sexual service?” The ad only included an email address. You were interested enough to write it down. The simple wording captured your imagination, and slowly overwhelmed you. You tried putting it out of your mind, but it kept returning. You sent an email to the address, asking for more information. The next morning, a response was waiting for you. ‘Thank you for your interest. We offer women a chance to live out their fantasy of becoming a real life ‘O’, turning themselves over sexually to men (and women) w… Weiterlesen

She sucked his cock. Then he fucked her. The end. (For those in a hurry)… Weiterlesen

I’d just finished dinner when the phone rang. “Are you busy? I need you over here. And bring the toy bag.” No problem. I didn’t have anything planned, and it was always fun to have a spontaneous adult playtime. I entered through the back door, and was greeted with a kiss. “Come on in.” You invited. I wasn’t expecting to see another woman in the front room. It was evident that you’d both had a few drinks. You weren’t drunk, mind you, but that giggly little state where some of the inhibitions are cast aside, and things are sometimes said that otherwise wouldn’t be. “She doesn’t think that a… Weiterlesen

HI Sick Fuckers So as some of you (who can fucking read) know JR and I have had the pleasure of a pain slut piece of fuck meat called Crystal move in with us. There are a few posts on our site about our adventures with her sexy, strong body. She is so much like Harmony Rose, the porn star it is scary but she is a little shorter and just a tad heavier. A few weeks ago we took her to a piercer who put 4, 5mm rings in each of her cunt lips. Crystals cunt looks like a hot dog bun and she loves her new ornaments in those fat, juicy 35 yo lips. Yesterday we took her back to get rings put in the n… Weiterlesen

It happens to most of us at some time. This is how is happened for me. Not promoting it, just saying that this is how it went down. I didn’t like my parents, but I could have been nicer to them and not put myself in so much danger.... but I didn’t. Also there are probably spelling mistakes but every time the girls and I read this, we get “distracted” .......so here it is A Saturday night in the 1970’s “Katie, are you sure you should be going out to this party?” “Yes Mum, I am sure!” “But there will be adults there Katie and alcohol and you’re 14 years old! Why don’t you follow th… Weiterlesen