Real love

April 7th, 2008

A husband introduces a ritual of punishing his wife by lashing her with a belt, it’s strange but she likes it and is always looking forward to being punished…

When I got home from work I saw a belt on the bed side table and a note: “You’ll get birched today.”

It’d been five years since my hubby introduced a new rule in our family. He punished me by birching at least once a week for my faults. It did me good. I felt calmer and even-tempered after his “lessons”. It first happened after my alcohol spree with my friend. I came home really late an absolutely wasted.

My hubby didn’t say a word. I went to bed. I had an awful headache in the morning. I felt really sorry. So I took a belt and came up to my hubby asking him to punish me for being such a bad girl.

“All right.” He said and told me to take off my panties. (more…)

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Business trip

January 8th, 2008

A married woman finds a lover who is really rude to her, he whips and slaps, humiliates and submits her, but she finds out that this is the thing she loves and she feels it’s the thing her husband hasn’t been giving her…

I hurt me to think we had to stop our sexual games in a day and had to have regular sex for my husband not to notice the scars on my body. We could hardly wait for the night to come to get in his room apartment after a workday. He dressed me off and tied me to the bed, not even letting me have a meal. I was lying tied waiting for him to cook dinner and eat it alone. He was having rest for about two hours then he pounced on me to torture me more and more. Feeling that we actually sinned made the sensations brighter. I was an obedient slave who accepted humiliation thanking him for the pain and abuse he gave me. My husband was always too kind and gentle to me. He had to spend a plenty of time turning me on. But I was leaking all the time now.

I started gushing the moment the whip touched my body or even before it when I was lying tied to the bed waiting for him to come and lash me, when I was dreaming of what he would do to me. I was lying on the bed, trembling, while he was frying meat and vegetable, while he was eating it, then he was looking through headlines in a paper, then he was watching TV news. I wasn’t daring to say a word all that time, cuz he could punish me for that. And it could be something more painful than lashing with a whip.

Once I asked him something while lying tied to the bed. He was in a frenzy of violence. He was lashing my vulva lips with a thin wire whip, then he raped me violently. I couldn’t stand up from the bed at all. Though I loved pain I didn’t dare to say a word any more.

I was inhaling smell of food being cooked in the kitchen. I was shivering with excitement. He remembered about me at last. He came into the room and saw me lying on the bed, leaking with lust. He undid his shirt slowly, then he threw off his pants. He took a scarf out of the wardrobe, nobody could hear me crying. He took a whip in his hands. I moaned and he turned me on my belly. I didn’t move feeling the first hit, then I started bucking and trembling. I was tossing about the bed, my lover never stopped lashing me, trying to cover every spot of my body with the whip. All my back and my ass were covered with red scars. (more…)

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A young babe meets a mature guy in the park, he looks handsome and gentle, but is that really true if you want to get to know him better?

I was sitting in the park, devouring a hotdog. Birds were twittering around me, it was a very nice spring day. Wind was playing with my long hair, I was sitting on the bench with my legs crossed, I was wearing a skirt. I saw happy couples passing me by, kissing each other. I was looking at them enviously as I hadn’t had a real wild romance for such a long time… I was deep in my thoughts and didn’t notice a man sit on my bench and start talking to me. I looked at him. He was a handsome man of about 45. He looked like he used to be a real skirt chaser in the past. He looked me up and down, paying significant attention to my mouth when I was eating my hot dog. He moved up closer and put his warm hand on my knee, raising up the skirt rim.

I must say that I had two different feelings that moment. I wanted to stand up and leave. And then I decided to stay cuz I was damn curious what would happen next (I guess all 18 year old girls are curious about such things, right?). I liked what he was doing, that’s true and I can admit it. We started talking, I said I’d love to live in one of the houses overlooking the park and the river. He said he had an apartment in one of the nearby buildings, and he would love to show me the view from his windows. In less than 30 minutes I was standing in the elevator going to the 25th story. All of a sudden he pushed the stop button and came up very close to me.

He pressed me against the wall, holding my hands tight, not letting me move. He raised my skirt and stared feeling me up. He was gentle at first. But then he became very rude. I was about to cry when he closed my mouth by his, sticking his tongue deep in my throat. His hand was touching my panties through the stockings. Two fingers were lying on my clit. I was trying to escape. I wanted to have some adventures, but I wasn’t dreaming of that kind of adventure, really. I was kicking him when he suddenly took cuffs out of his pocket. He chained my wrists. He was very rude. When he chained me to some handle behind my back, he closed my mouth with his palm and tried to turn me around. It wasn’t difficult for him to do it, he was a strong guy. (more…)

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Interview for a newcomer…

December 22nd, 2007

Interview for the job can be a nerve-racking experience, but imagine that you are being interviewed by a horny nymph who is going to put you down in every way possible…

We were sitting in one of McDonald’s drinking coffee. There was a girl sitting opposite me, she was young, cute blonde with long locks, blue eyes and black sagittate eyebrows. Her name was Evie. Sensitive lips, languishing look, beautiful face and sun tanned skin made her be a tasty morsel… my glance reached down her panties, slipping all over her body and stopped on her cleavage. She had very nice legs, shaped and seducing. “Yeahh, I should be dreaming about boss like this!’ I thought but remained calm on face. We met apropos of a job. I gave an ad in net and she called me asking to meet. She would like to see and talk to see how well I would suit proposed position. She was a manager of one big insurance company; she offered me a promising position that would keep me right on the beginning of my career. They terms was convenient with my plans and we started thinking of interview because I was also supposed to have it with their HR manager and talk to their superiors.

“As log as our team is working very well and effectively, we have no lack In our clients, most of them are very successful businessmen who just want to protect their life and business in case of some… occasion” she started while my eyes were fixed on her breast. Whether she noticed it or not but she went on informing me: “at first time you will be responsible for receiving and working on orders and all available correspondence. Your wage makes up a fixed rate plus bonuses and award fees”. Their promised gladdened me a lot, so I was dying for getting this interview as far as possible. “You suit us well, but I want you to have some more of your duties…” she said looking at me closely. (more…)

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After bath

December 20th, 2007

A guy gets a prostitute for himself and wants to make a night with her special and memorable, he knows she’s had thousands of men before him, but he’s sure she’s gonna remember him for good!

Jess came right in time. She knocked on the door. The door flung opened in several seconds. She saw a handsome young man, wearing a white shirt, dark pants, and shoes.

-Hi! Come in! – He had a pretty nice voice.

Jess came in the house.

-My name is Greg. Come on in. Make yourself at home.

Jess liked it when guys were polite and courteous. Jess was 24. She’d been working as a prostitute for about two years. She was a first rate slut, so she could earn her living that way. She wasn’t a street walker. She got her clients with the help of her friends, so they were rather rich and estimated people. She had a great body, men loved her dark brown hair.

She came into the living room and sat in one of the large armchairs situated there. She was waiting. She expected everything to be pretty trivial – wine, fruits, chocolate. So she was very surprised when Greg suggested looking round his place. He showed her where the bathroom was. He turned on the tap. (more…)

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Housekeeper takes her revenge

December 19th, 2007

A man hired a housekeeper and treats her really bad, he is mean to her and really looks down on her as if she is an inferior to him, he always abuses her but one day she’s gonna get her revenge…

We extend our thanks to the author JOHN SMITH.

I was a very busy man who needed a housekeeper to clean up my place. I hired Jen who was between 35-40 with dirty blonde hair. She was about 5’5 and average weight. She generally worked twice a week. In looking back, I was nasty towards her. I was under a lot of stress at work and I treated her like a bastard.

She was a single mom who did this to support her family. I remember that she needed time off during the holiday’s and I said no. I came home one day early and went off on her on how the place was a mess. Another time, I was working from home and she told me that she needed extra money to pay for the car. I told her that the kitchen floor needed cleaning. I walked inside the kitchen. I said you missed a spot, get down on your hands and knees to get it. She was on her hands and knees, there is another spot that you missed. She looked up at me, I don’t see it. I unzipped my fly and took out my cock. If you don’t want to be fired, this will be cleaned. Her lips gently placed on my cock as her head went back and fourth. I soon came and shoot my load all over the kitchen floor. She just looked at me calling me a bastard, I hate giving head she yelled. I will get even with you she yelled. (more…)

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Charming Ann or a Slut?

December 5th, 2007

This guy wants to fuck his girlfriend in the ass and when a nice opportunity comes up, he grabs at it….

There was a doorbell early in the morning. I kept lying in the bed. But someone persistently rang the doorbell. I had nothing to do but to open the door. It was Ann. She stood leaning against the wall and stared at me with her big drown eyes.
- Well, come in if you came – I muttered trying to hide the emotions.

On the eve Ann and I were visiting our friends. And this ass got loaded on wine and began flirting with the hostess’ cousin. I warned her of my leaving if she didn’t stop it. But my jealousy excited her even more – she laughed and kept flirting… I went home just as I warned her. I was angry. But having gone to the bed I came down pretty soon. That was not her first time doing like that.

And here she was early in the morning on my threshold.

- Mike, darling, can you give me the slippers. – She said entering the hallway.

- Nuts to you! – I snapped at her.

Ann took off her shoes and followed me to the bedroom barefooted. I lay down to the bed and she sat in front of me on the chair cross-legged. I watched her bare feet. Ann smiled. She was proud of her feet as well as other parts of her body. She was wearing a white short skirt and parti-colored T-shirt. (more…)

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Taxi

October 11th, 2007

Going home by taxi is not always a good idea for a young babe, a taxi driver and his friends can take you everywhere but not home, they are strong men and you a just a weak woman, you can’t resist them

I was at my friend’s. It wasn’t too late, but it was time to go back home. I didn’t wanna go by the subway, I knew it would be very many people there, I just didn’t feel like I wanted to see crowds of them that moment. I decided I would fetch a taxi. Besides I lived just several blocks from the place and it would take me some 20 minutes if the traffic were good. 20 minutes and I would be in my bath far away from summer heat.

I thumbed a ride and saw a taxi. I sat on the backseat; it wasn’t hot there, as it seemed to me. In some three minutes the driver asked me if it was ok with me that he would pull up to buy cigarettes. Ok, fine. There were some people standing at the drugstore. We pulled up but he didn’t go out of the car, but was sitting counting money.

Suddenly the both backdoors flung open, and two men of those standing by the drugstore got in the car, squeezing me between there bodies. The car started. The driver speeded up. I had not time to get scared, I was too surprised and perplexed.

A heavy and strong hand took me by the neck.

-Relax babe! You shouldn’t be scared! (more…)

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Stella & dirty business

October 11th, 2007

This girl wants to be a prostitute and no one else, she even quits the university and moves to Las Vegas to find a pimp to promote her, that’s her life goal and she’ll stick to it!

I finished school with highest grades, and went to college. I wanted to study English and literature. Soon I flung out of the college. So, how come I became a prostitute? Actually, it all started during the transitional age, when I was a teen. That time I had crazy fantasies that were very unusual. Later my fantasies began to be centered round prostitution. I don’t know why, but the idea that I could earn my leaving by having sex was very intriguing and arousing for me. I thought being a slut was much better than, for instance, to work in a bank or to be a professor in college.

Let’s be honest. I don’t think there is a woman who has never thought of earning money by sleeping with rich clients. Such thoughts are my fantasy No. one. I can’t say for sure how many times I used to masturbate at night, imagining myself as a broad in dirty and pervert episodes.

When I chose Internet and literature as an optional class in college, my fantasies became even brighter. The professor was great. Professor Dickens told us to read memoirs of a well-known pimp. Maybe you heard about him. One of his books told about his life in Las Vegas. The book became my Bible. It was all that mattered to me. (more…)

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Last train

September 27th, 2007

This babe was sure having a bad day, she got so many dicks in her pussy that it’s really hard to count how many were there, she drank so much cum, sucked so many dicks….. may be it was her lucky day, only she knows

You were sitting in the last train. You were wearing a short skirt and no panties. It was very hot that day so you’d decide not to put them on. You were also wearing a tank top and no bra. The top fitted close to your body, one could see your nipples.
Some seven drunken guys got in the train at one of the stops. They were about 25 years old. There was nobody else in the car but you and them. They sat down in front of you. Your skirt was so short that no matter how you were trying to bring your legs together, if one was looking closely he could see that you had no panties on. He could even see your curly bush. The guys were leering at you. One of them said loudly that “the bitch had no panties”. Now they were looking under your skirt.

Three of the guys came up to you. Two of them sat at your sides, the last guy was standing in front of you, saying you had great legs, boobs, and asked if you wanted them to fuck you. You were scared and didn’t know what to answer. One of the guys sitting beside you, put his hand on your hip trying to get under your skirt. You tried to push him aside, but meantime, the second guy was doing the same. You were trying to set yourself free of them. The guy standing in front of you began feeling up your tits. He got his hand under your top through the cleavage and was squeezing your knockers and nipples. You wanted to press your legs tight to each other, but it didn’t work, actually. Four hands were spreading your hips wide, four hands were under your skirt, caressing your trimmed pubis, trying to get deeper and reach your pussy. The guy in front of you never stopped feeling up your breasts, saying to his friends that they were great. (more…)

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