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Fantasy #01

By: alibay



My hands have been bound. My arms are stretched and the ropes that are binding my hands are attached to a hook. I stand wearing just a skimpy frilly skirt, platform heals and a shelf bra -- the kind with no cups. 

The man walks around me. He is holding a purple silk scarf and he lets the soft material flick against my body. 

He stops and picks up some rope and begins to tie it around my chest as if to frame my DD breasts. He pulls them tighter so my breasts protrude forward and stick out more than they normally would. He steps back to admire his handy work. 

He steps over to his bench where he has laid out numerous items. I didn't notice the bench before. 

He picks up a tube. As he walks over he opens and places a bit on his finger. He then places his finger on my nipple, which is already very erect. And begins to rub this liquid into it. He repeats the process on my other nipple.

All of a sudden I feel a cool burning sensation at the tip of my breasts. I look down to see my nipples start to increase in size until they are double what they just were. I feel the skin between my legs get moist. My breathing starts to develop deeper and a slight bit quicker. The sensation on my nipples starts to get a little more intense and I feel a slight pain running through them. I have never seen them this big and erect. 

He goes to the bench again and places the tube down and picks up a bowl. In the bowl I discover there is some ice. He picks up a cube and walks over to me. He puts it on my nipple and pushes it in. The sensation is almost unbearable. The cold icy pain with the burning sensation of the cream he had just used was almost to much to bear. I grit my teeth and a moan slips out over my lips. The melted water falls and drips down my bare skin. 

He picks up another piece of ice and places it on my other nipple and again pushes it in. I feel the same sensations. Pain, pleasure, and that cool burning as my nipples remain incredibly erect. He holds the ice cube there until it is all melted. The cool liquid dripping down my body. 

He picks up a third cube and places it down near my pussy. I gasp in shock. He pushes it on my clit and down to my cunt and then up into my pussy. The icy cold feeling is so sharp. I squirm as I feel the cool melted liquid flow down my legs. 

He places the bowl back on the table and undoes his belt. He loosens his pants and they drop to the floor. They slip down his legs and he steps out of them. His cock is rock hard. 

He walks over to me with the purple scarf in his hand again and walks behind me. He places the scarf around my eyes and I can't see. I can't see what he is going to do next. My arousal is so strong. My body is so sensitive to his touch.

I feel his hands down the inside of my legs. He pushes them apart. 

His fingers enter my pussy and the invade the coolness it still has. He takes his fingers out and he reaches around and cups my breasts. He pulls them and squeezes my nipples. I let out a little shriek. 

He starts to rub his cock over the outside of my pussy. He rubs it back and forth. Eventually it slips into me. He starts off slowly moving all the way in, going deep into my core. Then he slowly pulls all the way out. He moves back into me and starts to fuck me whilst pulling me closer to him with every thrust. He squeezes my nipples with every tug on my breasts. 

He starts to gain a bit of speed and is now fucking me at a regular rhythm. I am groaning as my pussy slides over and accepts him into me. I feel him so deep with every thrust. He starts to pulse inside me with a great deal of force. I feel my legs loosing balance. 

All of a sudden my nipples intensely harden and I feel my pussy start to pulsate. My orgasm starts slow and deep and then I find it overwhelming me. The waves run through my body right to the tips of my nipples which tingle immensely. 

As I start to come down from my orgasm I feel him start to thrust so hard into me. He is ramming me from behind with a great force and a grunt that follows each thrust. He suddenly bangs into me and I feel him shoot cum into me. He thrusts into me once more and even more cum fills me up.

Fantasy 01



Soft music playing in the background, lights down low. A hand explores the length of a chest, feeling bone and muscle under taut skin. Fingers curl and claws dig deeply running the length of neck and stomach. Muscles tense, chest forced into the air as a back arches and ecstasy flows through muscles as they are stretched. Deep breathe taken, body relaxing, hands moving once again over ribs and stomach as they make their way lower. Sufficiently relaxed from an insufferable day hands begin their play upon genitals. Moving, grasping, pulling, and teasing as mind works too shape a fantasy.

She is younger than he and confident but ignorant, not fully understanding what she has gotten her self into. "Remove your clothes," he commands, her smile fades a little before regaining it's self. Her mouth opens to speak but he cuts in, "Do not speak, only do as you are told. Now, remove your clothes." She stands there for a time but does comply. 'She will learn,' he thinks. A little timid now but not willing to show it she tries to cover herself but without trying to look like she is. It's doesn't work. "Take your clothes and put them in that box, over there."

"Why?"

"Do not speak; only do as you are told. I do not fancy repeating myself. You are here, naked, and in my power. You belong to me. I know you do not yet know that you do but in time, before this night is over, you will gladly kiss any part of myself I present to you to show your devotion to me. Now, put your clothes in that box before I lose my patience." She hesitates again, perhaps thinking she should try to leave. 'Do it, go; leave me now.' She takes her things and places them within the box and he smiles as his silent command is not fallowed. He moves over to her and takes her by the hand, dragging her to a chair. He sits and pulls her over his lap, her ass beautifully presented, "You will learn what it means to disobey me. You will do what I say when I say, you will never hesitate again. Now, you will count every strike of my hand until you reach fifty. If you miss a single one then that one does not count." Without any more warning his hand comes down hard and she lets out a startled cry and his left hand comes over her mouth so not a single sound can escape. Ten hard, fast, stinging slaps of his hand fall upon her behind before he removes his hand from her mouth too hear her soft crying. "I said for you to count not to scream, do as you are told and you will not be punished. Do you understand?"

"Yes Master," the title coming to her lips as if, well she thought, 'what else should I say?'

Bringing his lips down close he kisses the redness of her rear before whispering in her ear, "That's a good girl." His left hand firmly held within her hair he begins to punish her and she begins to count each and every strike. "Get down and on your knees, between my legs, and sit on your heels." She does as he commands but slowly, carefully resting her aching ass onto the heels of her feet. Removing his penis from his pants he says, "Show me how grateful you are and kiss me." Not wanting to give him another reason to abuse that part of her body she will feel for the next week every time she sits down she leans forward and begins to kiss him. Lightly at first but with boldness growing she begins to bath his growing erection with soft kisses. Stopping, held there by what she is seeing for just a few seconds, taking in the fullness of his erect penis, devouring it with her eyes. 

She turns her head to the side and kisses the shaft of him before sucking it into her mouth. Sliding her tong and lips up to the tip, she takes him into her mouth fully. Cheeks pulling in as she sucks, her mouth begging for what is held within this treat. Hands finding their way to his thighs, moving, rubbing, holding him as her head, her body moves over him. Her breasts shaking in the air as her mouth slides over him. His hands digging into her hair as...

A hand moving faster as thoughts are lost, discarded with the need for fulfillment. With the rising tension within this body, shaking, begging as an arm threatens to give out. Orgasm washing, cleaning away all the troubles of this day. Left breathless my fantasy moves of its own accord.

Regaining himself he takes some time to enjoy the feeling of her cleaning him. "I told you to do as you are told but I think, I think that this time I will let it go. Now come, there is much for you to learn and this night is young."



Fantasy 01



It made me think for a good time how should I write this first fantasy to Literotica. There's so much of the erotica here that I couldn't stop jacking-off while I read stories about BBWs being sucked, licked and fucked. I guess it would be a great idea if I start this series of my fantasies with a conjugal scene.

As for me, I'm a skinny male, who has spent his thirty one years of life residing in India. My beautiful wife Shoma knows well how to cook eatables as tasty as herself and to keep our home in order as a knack housewife. Unlike most Indian women who are darker in complexion, she is a voluptuous, twenty seven years old nymph with rosy-pale complexion and I'm always turned-on to roam my hands over her curvaceous soft contours. Being 39DD/29/38 loveliness she looks elder to me apparently and sometimes we enjoy playing our games regarding this.

How do we make love? It's just a common question. After I got the job in the University, we've been residing in a smaller single storey home at the Colony. No one else from our family lives with us and we make love on almost alternative nights. I get excited sometimes just getting a glimpse of her naked belly when she ties the pallu of her sari around her rounding waist. With a naughty gesture I hug her around the waist and play with her long silken dark traces that wave down to her huge arse. Laughingly we kiss and hit each other to make fun.

I can't tell here about all the sessions of our lovemaking, but I'll include here some narration just to hint for an idea that may fit to a fantasy.

After taking supper we go to our bedroom to watch TV and have a happy chat for sometime. Then I proceed to start our adventure. I take her to a corner of the room and we hug while our lips meet in a smack. I press my mouth on hers and my tongue pushes into her full lips. She sucks on my lips and tongue. I roam my hands over her back and ass. She moans into my mouth enjoying the kiss.

I move my mouth to kiss over her neck and then over her big bust which is yet covered under the blouse. I don't stop there but continue to kiss down her belly over the pallu. My member starts to harden and lengthen just sniffing on her odor when my face gets buried into the folds of her sari under her half naked abdomen. I stroke on her still-covered buttocks and she fingers through my black hair.

I get up and we walk hand-in-hand to our bed. I take-off her pallu, unstrap her blouse and untie her chemise. Now she stands before me representing her gorgeous, voluptuous stark-naked splendor.

I push her on the bed gently to let her lie on the back; then stoop down to lie beside her. My reluctant strokes over her soft flesh sends pleasure-waves into her as she closes her eyes. I can't just stare at this close-eyed beauty for long and move down to press my mouth over her lips. We hug each other locking our lips together in this passionate kiss.

I'm not so forgetful about the taking glory that lies underneath me but this kiss is indeed a magic. To savor for what I wanted a few moments ago, now the journey of brilliant valleys, plateaus and mountains begins. I kiss her chin, cheeks, nose, almond eyes and forehead. My mouth again covers hers but this time we are gentle. I lick on her neck and kiss further down between her huge mammas. I always prefer to suck her left tit first and so I follow my custom now. As I take her left nipple into my mouth with a slurping sound, it gets mixed with her moans. She fingers through my hair as I lick and again suck on her erect nipple. My tongue strokes in circles on her large areola before I suck her tit for the third time.

I kiss my way to her right breast and lap it like a hungry cat. My tongue strokes over the soft flesh in circles till my mouth seeks her nipple. I lick it and then press my mouth over the areola. I hear her "Ooh..." and "Aah..." while my ardent mouth begins to suck on her right nipple as if it were unwilling to break the contact.

I suck and lick her huge tits for longer moments alternatively and then continue to kiss her soft creamy abdomen. I try to push my tongue-tip against her belly-button and lick it in sweep strokes. After pressing my mouth hard on her soft flesh, I kiss her body further down. Now I can smell her odorous bushy triangle that has covered her honey-entrance from the view. I hear her moans as I touch her soft round thighs when my hands roam over her flesh.

She shifts on the bed as she parts her thighs wide. With left hand I part her dark tendrils that have hidden her tender pink petals. I lick her groins and gently stroke the entrance of her sheath with right hand. She moans loudly and I can hear her say, "Yes...aah...aah...yes..."

I don't wait for more as I quickly dive my face into her vaginal slit. I rub my nose into her labia and her moans get even louder. My tongue darts out to slash-stroke her little morsel like a whip and it continues to lick her for more. I take a bite on her swollen clit and suck her labia in slurps. Her "Ummm..." and "Ohhh..." excites me even more and I am now sucking her labia harder this time.

I lick and kiss and suck her cunt with vigor and energy. I don't want to stop and she doesn't want me to stop. Her hands now grab my head and with a mild move of her wider hips, my face seems to get sunk more into her womanhood.

She cries loud and I eat her more. She screams as her pleasure-wave builds at the peak. With a gushing tension raised into her slit, she sprays out the fountain of her honey into my hungry mouth. I drink her cum to last drop and lick her slit clean of her honey without any pause. She heaves a sigh of contented release while I continue to serve her cunt with gentle licks.

For some time I lick her cunt, kiss her thighs and then crawl over her. We take rest in a mutual hug and during that she helps me to be denuded like her. Then we stroke each other to get the recharge and I take the initiative again as I kiss her body from head to toe. I lick her soles and suck her toes and then crawl up slobbering her front all over again in reverse.

Our lips meet in a passionate kiss and after breaking it, we shift together. I turn her over to lie face down and start to lick her back from nape to flanks. I stroke her bigger bottom and she moans as I lick the crease between her two ass cheeks. I kiss and bite on her buttocks alternatively. Without any pause I kiss down her legs and lick her ankles. Before turning her to lie on back again, I lick and kiss her buttocks again for some time.

After kissing her body from head to toe for the third time, I crawl over her. Then I lick her cunt and suck her engorged nipples to rebuild the heat waves into her loins.

While kissing her on the mouth, I push her thighs apart. She reaches down to stroke my hard-rock shaft and guide it to her entry. She hisses as my bulbous tip presses on her sensitive petals. I know they have been lubricated enough to allow my hardened cock slide into her.

I dive into her and move up to make a second thrust. At first I keep my weapon sunk into her and gently slide it out. I don't have to move out my tip completely as I make the third thrust. I slide out and thrust into her, again and again; each time increasing my tempo.

Then I grow violent as I fuck her even harder, increasing my tempo as she screams of her building pleasure. I bite on my lower lip as I swiftly thrust and re-thrust my cock into her honeyed sheath.

Her screams grow louder as she grabs on the blue bed-spread. I raise my tempo to the peak, feeling my glands tighten under the pressure.

And then we are released...Gushes of our juices ooze out and get mixed into her love tunnel at the same time. We scream out our orgasm as I press my groins hard against her hips.

For some time I lie atop her. Her legs are parted wide around my narrow hips and our genitals are still merged together. We kiss and re-kiss gently. Then I slide down to lie beside her and we stroke each other in a hug before falling into a deep slumber.



Fantasy 01



Dusk was rapidly approaching as Cindy stood on the street corner downtown. She was dressed in 5-inch heels, fishnet stockings, a black thong, a black mini skirt, and a red tank top that stopped short of her midriff and a brown leather jacket. Her short brown hair stopped just above her collar and her brown eyes were heavily made up, as was the rest of her heart shaped face. Her measurements were 36B, 24 36 and at 5' 8", her legs seemed impossibly long and beautiful in the heels and at 140 lbs. she looked poured into her skirt and top. She walked slowly up and down the same 6 sidewalk slabs waiting. This was the part of game that she hated but exited her the most, waiting. Peter was late, probably on purpose.

She had been propositioned more than 20 times, and that too excited her. That the men passing both in cars and on foot could be convinced that she was a hooker and wanting to pay her for sex. She felt the wetness in her folds at the thought of being with these strangers, but it was only a passing thought. Peter was the one she needed now.

They had known each other since high school, but oddly enough, never dated. They had been friends and more since they were 15. They had seen each other through broken hearts, broken relationships, family problems and loss. They were closer than most married couples, but each had their own significant other. They had been having sex since college, only the bizarre role playing sex that she was involved with now. Their spouses were there for regular sex, but about every two or three weeks one would call the other and set up something like this. She heard a car pulled to a stop where she stood and she bent down and leaned in the window as she recognized Peter's car. 

"Hi, baby, you looking for a party?" She asked him, playing her role to the hilt.

"Yeah, how much?" Peter asked her smiling at her outfit. He could see right down the scoop neck of her tank top and the firm mounds there excited him as always.

"Depends on what you want." Cindy said.

"Climb in and let's talk about it." Peter invited and he pushed the button to unlock the door. Cindy did not hesitate; she pulled the door open and practically jumped in to get off the street.

"So, what are you looking for?" She asked softly.

"Someone adventurous. Feel up to it?" Peter replied.

"Adventurous will cost you extra. And you have to pay for the hotel room."

"Done and done. I have a room at the Hilton by the airport." Peter told her, as he drove out of downtown. He drove out to the airport and true to his word, pulled into the Hilton and parked in the underground lot. They both got out and walked to the elevator. It took them directly to the 11th floor. Peter led her to room 1108 and opened the door for her. 

It was a small but acceptable room, a king-size bed, TV, bathroom with a Jacuzzi tub and a separate two-nozzle shower stall. The curtains were open and the lights from airport were the only illumination. 

Cindy took off her jacket and tossed it and her large shoulder bag on to the chair for the writing desk. "You still have not told me what you want." She purred as she turned and started to rub herself against him suggestively. 

"First I want to watch you play with yourself." Peter said, pulling out is wallet. "What is that gonna cost me?"

"25, 30 if you want me to cum." She said instantly.

Peter dipped into his wallet and pulled out a wad of bills and counted out $40.00. Handing it to her he sat down in the easy chair and waited. Cindy put the money in her bag and sat on the edge of the bed facing Peter. She spread her legs and pulled her mini skirt up. Her stockings stopped just above the hem of her skirt and he could see the creamy white leg between her stockings and thong. The black underwear was taught against her skin and already wet, as she slid a finger slowly down the edge and pulled it to one side. Her pussy hair was dark brown and trimmed close in a single strip down her crotch. Since he paid her in advance, she decided to put on a really big show for him, besides, she needed to come and come now.

She licked her middle finger and then sucked it into her mouth, coating it in her saliva. She pulled it out and slowly ran her hand down her still clad body till it stopped at her dripping pussy. Gently she pulled her lips apart with two fingers and slipped her middle finger in. Cindy sighed at the contact and her finger disappeared to the second knuckle. Working her finger in and out Cindy quickly had a rhythm going and was well on her way to orgasm. Her other hand slid up her body and caressed her breasts and pinched her nipples. As she approached orgasm, she fell back on the bed and spread her legs wider. She now had 2 fingers pistoning in and out of her dripping snatch. With a load groan and a shudder, she came. Her legs twitched and her hand stopped moving, covering her cunt, almost protecting it. As she caught her breath, she sat up and looked at Peter. 

He sat in the easy chair, with his pants open and his cock sticking straight up. He hand slowly slid up and down his pole and Cindy licked her lips at the sight of his raging manhood. Still trying to be in character she continued to rub her pussy and said slowly, "What now?"

"How about a blowjob?"

"Fine, but that's 80 bucks." Peter fumbled for his money and pulled out the right amount. Cindy stood and took it from him, tucked it into her stocking. She pulled her tank top off to reveal her firm bra less tits. She shimmed out of her mini skirt and thong and fell to her knees between his open legs clad only in stockings and heels. Grasping his pulsing member, she licked the head of his meat slowly. Her tongue danced up and down his dick slowly and delicately. When she reached the base, she sucked his nuts into her mouth and played with them. At the head her tongue drilled into slit in the top. Peter ground his ass into the chair as she slowly tormented him. His knuckles were white where they grasped the arms of the chair. Finally Peter could take no more and he thrust his hips upward and she opened her mouth and took him inside.

Her tongue swabbed at him as he went deep into her throat. Her fingers encircled the base to keep him from going to deep and she rubbed her thumb up the vein on the underside to keep him hard. On the backstroke Cindy brought her teeth into play and dragged them lightly on his skin as he pulled back. Peter put his hands on the back of her head and held her steady as he drove upwards, but Cindy pulled off and said, "Un-uh, I can suck cock without being held." She then took him back into her mouth and Peter put his hands back onto the chair arms and held on for dear life. It felt like she was going to suck him inside out.

She felt his balls tighten in her hand as he prepared to shoot his load and she sucked her cheeks in an effort to finish him. Her nails found the patch of skin behind his balls and tickled it. That was the final straw. Peter gasped and thrust his hips upward as he pumped his load out the head of his dick into her waiting mouth. 

Cindy stroked his cock and balls, milking him of all his come. Swallowing quickly, she was able to keep up with the tremendous load he gave her. Her tongue lapped at him and her hollowed cheeks pulled more and more from him. The combination of the friction from her tongue and suction kept him shooting longer than usual. When she felt him slow down Cindy pulled off the shaft of his dick and started to kiss and suck just the head. Peter hissed as she licked his sensitive head and pushed her off. Cindy sat up and started to move her fist up and down again to keep him hard.

"What now big man?" She cooed as she fisted his prick. "Is that all?"

"No." He gasped, still fighting to catch his breath. "Now that you have taken the edge off, I am going to eat you and then fuck you silly."

"You want to eat me, that's another $50.00, and as for fucking me, it depends where you want to put it. My pussy costs $100.00, but my ass is $150.00."

"I want it all. I'll pay for all of it, but we fuck till I have had enough, not just come." Peter told her.

"Sure baby, anything you want." Cindy purred, still stroking him.

"But first a shower for both of us." Peter said pushing her back from his crotch and standing up.

"A shower is an extra $20.00." Cindy informed him, squatting in front of him and spreading her legs, her pussy spread invitingly.

"Fine," Peter said, picking up his pants and pulling out his money. "That makes it $320.00." Peter counted out the rest of her money and handed it to her. Cindy stood and took the money from him, and pulled her rest out of her stocking top. She tossed it all in her bag and started to roll down her stockings when Peter stopped her. "No, leave the stockings on. I like the feel of wet nylon." Cindy shrugged and rolled her stocking back up, kicked off her heels and headed to the bathroom and turned on the shower. The extra 10 he gave her for playing with herself would cover the cost of her nylons.

Peter shucked off the remainder of his clothes and followed. By the time he got into the bathroom, Cindy was already in the shower and soaking wet. Peter climbed in after her and turned on the second nozzle. Hot water sprayed them from 2 directions and Peter pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Their tongues swirled and darted into each other's mouths. Their hands roamed over slick shiny wet skin. Her firm tits squashed against his hair chest and his hands slid down her back and parted her butt cheeks. Peter slipped a wet finger into her ass crack and then up her ass.

Cindy squealed into his mouth at the intrusion, but only pressed herself harder against him as she pushed downward on his intruding finger. Her hands slid between them and she grasped his hardening organ and squeezed gently. Peter withdrew his finger and broke the kiss to reach for the soap. Cindy had brought a large penis shaped soap on a rope and hung it from the hot water tap. Peter took it and started to rub it over her chest. As he lathered her up, she spread the foam over both of them and mimicked his movements with the soap on his own dick. The harder he rubbed her body the harder she stroked him. 

Peter finally stepped back and kneeled down before her and started to soap her lower body. The water washed the suds from her upper body as he worked. Gently, he soaped her from foot to hips and back again over the nylons. When he reached her dripping well, Peter paused and started to rub only the outside. Cindy moaned and thrust forward trying to get the phallus shaped soap into her steaming channel. Peter only rubbed harder against her outer lips and tingling clit, keeping her in suspense. Cindy put both hands out to hold herself upright and thrust her hips sharply forward at the exact moment he paused at the entrance to her hole. The soap drove into her and she grunted at the contact. They had worn the head smooth, but the shape was just right to reach her cervix and bump hard.

Peter worked the soap in and out till she was lathered with foam and her own juices, then he pulled the soap out and started to rub with his hand to rinse her clean. The hot water ran down her body and into his cupped hands and trickled into her waiting pussy. The combination of the water rolling into her and his fingers rubbing her clit was too much for her. Cindy started to roll her hips and push towards him. Peter removed his hands and pushed his face into her dripping clam. He tasted the faintest trace of soap and her mixed with the running water. He cupped the globes of her ass and held her to his face as his tongue snaked into her twat and his mouth latched onto the length of her cunt. His nose rubbed her clit and he sucked hard on her ready puss to get every drop of her running fluids. Cindy arched her back and put one leg over his shoulder, the wet nylon sliding sensuously up and down his back as she fought for balance.

Peter continued to eat her after her orgasm passed and spread her cheeks again to tickle her anus. Cindy squealed at the contact and pushed back, his finger going deeply into her ass once again. Peter pulled his face from between her legs and replaced it with his hand. As his fingers slid into her fuck chute, he rubbed the membrane between her ass and her pussy and Cindy screamed and came again in his hand. The smell of urine was obvious in the juice as she lost partial control of her bladder, a sure sign of a major orgasm for her. Her legs buckled and she would have slid down to the floor of the shower but for his hands holding her ass and imbedded in her pussy.

Peter licked her thighs and pussy, tasting the juices she expelled and let her catch her breath. Cindy clinched her asshole and pushed his finger out, pulled her leg off his shoulder, patted him on the head and lifted his chin. "Your turn." She said and she bent down to pick up the soap. 

Peter stood and spread-eagled himself, holding on to the walls as she quickly soaped him up top to waist. She even hugged him to soap his back, her chest sliding deliciously against his slippery skin. Cindy kneeled down in front of him and lathered his legs and feet quickly. She was impatient to get to the main event. She took the now bullet shaped soap and started to run it up and down over his dick and bag. The soft friction caused a groan to escape his throat as she rubbed him to a foamy lather. Reaching between his legs, she pushed the soap between his ass cheeks and slid it up and down. Peter groaned again and pushed back against the movement. Cindy noticed this and tugged at his balls to get his attention. "Turn around and bend over, you will get a thrill." She said quietly. 

Peter hesitated for a second, but obeyed her and soon felt her pull his cheeks apart and soap him up his butt crack. She pulled back and let the water rain down and rinse him clean, and then she put her face in closer and started to lick his asshole. Peter gasped at the contact of her tongue at his anus but remained still and tried to relax. Cindy lathered up her hands and slipped the rope around her wrist as she put her hands up his butt and lathered his asshole again, only this time she slid her own fingers into his tight hole. Peter never felt anything like this but he held still for her, even going so far as reaching around and holding his own ass cheeks open to allow her more room. 

She worked hard and soon had two fingers up his ass and her other hand stroked his balls and cock through his legs. The soap kept swinging and gently banging his bag from behind when she decided to use it on him. Pulling her fingers out, she flicked her wrist and the soap flipped up into her waiting grasp. She paused for a second, and then she placed the point of the soap on his anus and pushed slowly. Peter grunted at the intrusion, put fought to relax. This was much softer than a dildo, but he had to fight to keep from clinching up. Cindy pulled it out a bit then drove it all the way in. 

Peter howled in pain, then sighed in delight as she bent forward and started to nuzzle his bag from behind as she held the soap in place till he got used to it. She felt him relax and she started to push in and out with the soap as she licked him from behind. Grunting Peter began to get into the rhythm she created and pushed back against her. The soap bubbled out of his ass and ran down her face into her waiting hand as she started to jerk him off through his legs. Peter braced his head against the shower wall and pushed harder as Cindy brought him closer and closer to orgasm. 

"Now." He shouted and his load shot out of his dick as she bit his bag and shoved the soap all the way up his anal canal. Grunting and panting for breath, Peter straightened up and Cindy pushed him back over. 

"Hold still, till I get this out and clean you up." Peter did as he was told and she pulled on the rope gently to get the soap out. With a soft sound the soap slid out of his ass and he sighed in relief. Cindy shifted her head and let the water run down his crack to rinse the last of the soap out then she rubbed the torpedo shaped soap to rinse the last of him off. Peter still stood bent over and she noticed that his asshole did not close right away. Good information for future reference she thought. Already an idea was forming for the next encounter.

"Okay, that's good. Now let's get to the main event." She said, slapping him gently and standing up. Getting out of the shower, they quickly dried off and hurried to the bed. Pulling back the sheet the hoped in like a couple of children and reached for each other. Their hands caressed their still damp skin as their tongues met and twisted about one another. Cindy slid both hands down and grasped his member and squeezed until she felt life flow back into it. Her nails tickled his balls and tugged playfully at his hair. Peter groaned and spread his legs to give her easier access, as he slipped his hand down and thrust three fingers deep into her snatch. Cindy gasped and thrust her hips in time to his rhythm. Cindy got onto her knees and bent over his throbbing organ and gobbled it whole. Peter threw his head back as she swallowed him and pushed his fingers deeper into her well.

Sucking hard, Cindy bobbed her head up and down his engorged dick as Peter swirled his fingers in a circle inside her. His thumb flicked her clit and she pulled her mouth of his cock and screamed aloud as he brought her off again. Her fists were a blur as she pumped him in time to her ass bouncing on his hand. Finally, she could wait no more. 

Reaching between her legs, she pulled his fingers from her soaking pussy and climbed over him to straddle his hips. Holding his dick straight up she sighed deeply as she lowered herself down, impaling herself on his spike. Her own spit and cum was enough to ease the way for her to sink down until their pelvises met. Placing a hand on his chest, Cindy shifted until she had both feet flat on the bed, then she started to rise and fall on his cock. Shuddering, she clenched her cunt to keep herself tight for him she rode him like a pony, pausing only to grind her clit against his pelvis. 

Peter reached up and grabbed hold of her breasts, rubbing and squeezing her pliant flesh. Then he took the hand that he used to bring her off and pushed it into her open mouth. Cindy licked and sucked her own product off his fingers as she would a cock. Cindy rocked and squealed as another orgasm raced through her system, flooding his pelvis with her juices. Peter held her hips down and thrust upward once with all his strength when he felt her let go. When he felt her relax after the waves of pleasure passed, he slapped her hip gently to get her attention. "Turn around and do that again." He told her.

Cindy pushed up off him and turned around. She straddled his hips again and lowered herself down on his massive staff facing his feet. She reached down and gripped his thighs, this was a new position for her and the feeling was indescribable. It was like taking it from behind, but she had control. She ground her hips on him and groaned in delight, he was hitting her g spot and making her ready to cum again. Peter grasped her ass cheeks and pushed up sharply as she ground against him. Cindy leaned forward and braced herself against his knees. This almost bent his rod in half, but it cut the blood flow and allowed him to remain hard for longer without shooting. 

Cindy reached down and started to play with her clit as he thrust against her. The movement was exquisite. This was going to be the biggest orgasm of her life and she knew it would finish her. As she felt it build, she reached down and dug her nails into Peter's groin. That was all he needed, he grunted and started to shoot his load into her clasping cunt. Just as the first stream shot out of his head, Peter thrust his thumb up her asshole. Cindy rocked upright and screamed in delight as he brought her off again. She milked his balls as he thrust against her cunt and pushed his thumb deeper into her ass. 




Fantasy 01



When she could take no more, Cindy fell off to one side and lay panting in bed, losing contact with both his cock and thumb. Peter's dick lay twitching on his thigh, oozing cum. He rolled against her back and snuggled her. His arm draped over her shoulder and cupped her breast gently. "That was incredible. The best hooker scene yet." Peter said when he caught his breath.

"Did you like the outfit?" She questioned.

"Loved it." He responded. "Sorry about your nylons. Should I replace them?"

"No, I'll tell David I ran them at work and he will get me a new pair."

"You were incredible inside me." She sighed. "I will never get tired of this."

"Neither will I. What possessed you to shove that soap up my ass?"

"Just thought you might like it. I did notice that you stayed open after I pulled it out though. I think Mistress Cynthia will like that information. How much is it worth to you for me not to tell her?"

"Nothing, since you are Mistress Cynthia, and I know you already have told her. Plus, I kinda liked it." He replied. "Can we include something like that the next time Mistress Cynthia demands to visit? Something thin though."

"I think that can be arranged. Now we have to both clean up and get home. David and Karen will start to wonder what happened to us. The show ended an hour ago."

"So we will tell them that we went for coffee." Peter replied getting up and heading into the bathroom to turn on the shower again. It would not do for them to go home smelling of sex. "Don't forget, I need to take that money back home before we play Monopoly again. Karen will wonder where $700.00 went."

"You brought that much? I should have asked for more." Cindy laughed.

"You would have been worth every penny Baby." Peter said kissing her gently. "Next time I think you will have to serve a detention for the Head Master. Sound like fun?"

"I can't wait." Cindy smiled slowly, as she followed him into the shower.



Fantasy 01



This is my first story. Comments are welcomed.

*****

"You're intolerable!" I shout at him from the top of the stairs.

Fuck, I cannot stand that man sometimes. 

I'm the kitchen later that night, making brownies. I'm stirring the chocolate batter when he comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist.

"Hi." He whispers.

"Hi." I whisper back.

He puts his chin on my shoulder and nuzzles my ear. 

"Are you still mad?" 

I try to hang on to my anger. I really do. But with his arms around me and with him nuzzling me like that, just the way I like it, my anger vanishes. 

I stop stirring the brownie mix and run my finger through the cool chocolate. After getting my finger covered, I slide it into my mouth, moaning as I suck and lick my finger clean. Mm, I love brownie mix. 

I can almost hear his pout. "Do I get any?" He almost whines.

I smile and run my finger through the chocolate again before turning to face him, offering my coated finger.

Without hesitation, he takes my finger into his mouth and sucks the batter off. Even after he has cleaned my finger, he continues to suck on it, making my mouth go dry. He swirls his tongue around the tip of my finger and I swear I can feel the action against my clit. He slides my finger out of his mouth with a "pop", and I realize how heavily I'm breathing. 

Before I know it, his lips are on mine, his tongue sliding past my lips. I suck on his tongue, tasting chocolate and moan a bit, savoring the flavor. 

He turns a little so that I am pressed against the cupboard and slides his hands down to my ass, squeezing it and picking me up, setting me on the counter, my legs spread with him standing between them.

His lips leave mine and before I can protest, they're on my neck, under my ear. He trails kisses from there to my chest, where he meets the barrier of my shirt. He leans back and pulls it over my head, then reaches behind me to unclasp my bra. He just stands there looking at me, at my very large naked DD breasts. 

I close my eyes and just relax.

When I feel something cold on my right nipple, I open my eyes to find him smearing brownie mix on first my right nipple, then my left. He leans down and circles his tongue around my right nipple, before sucking it into his mouth and proceeding to suck all of the chocolate off. He nibbles on my nipple and my back arches. God I love that. Before I get too into it, he switches over to my other nipple, repeating his actions. Although with this nipple, he sucks and bites harder. I'm moaning and digging my nails in to his shoulders. Jesus, I could cum just like this. 

I push him back and slide off the counter and turn us so that he's the one backed against the counter this time. Grabbing the bowl of brownie mix, I sink to my knees in front of him. Placing the bowl at my side, I reach up and pull his sweatpants off so he's left in his boxers. I rub his erection through the thin material for a few minutes before pulling them off, too. When his dick springs up to meet my hand, I stroke it and look up to see his eyes slide shut. I continue stroking him like that until I remember the batter at my side. I reach down and engulf my hand in the batter before reaching back and spreading the chocolate all over his cock. Then I lean forward and lick the tip before I work my way down, swirling my tongue around the head and work my way down, taking him deeper and deeper into my mouth, sucking and licking the chocolate off. 

He starts fucking my mouth, sliding his fat cock into my tight throat with every thrust. He's moaning and fisting my hair, and I reach down into my shorts and start rubbing my clit. While he's fucking my mouth, getting closer and closer to cumming, so am I, rubbing my clit and sliding my fingers down into my tight, soaking wet little pussy, fucking myself in time with his thrusts. We cum together, me on my fingers, and him on my tongue. I move my hand out of my shorts and up to cup his balls, coating them in my cum. I swallow all his cum that kinda tastes like chocolate, then move down and suck on his balls while his orgasm subsides.



Fantasy 01: A Letter



A letter has instructed me to go to a hotel room. When I get there, there's a card attached to a package that says "open". Inside are a small black sheer thong, a black blindfold, two long silk scarves, and another note with further instructions. As instructed, I put on the thong, tie a scarf to each wrist, put on the blindfold and sit on the bed and wait. After what seems like an eternity, I hear the door open. There's someone in the room now, and I can feel my palms dampen as I shiver with anticipation. I can hear some bags rustling and the closing of the door. Finally, I feel the bed move as someone sits on either side of me. A gentle touch on my thigh startles me and causes me to sharply draw my breath. The mixture of fear and excitement I am experiencing has got my adrenaline pumping and my heart pounding. Fingers glide lightly across my skin, down each of my arms to my wrists. I am pulled until I am standing facing the bed. The scarves around my wrists are now pulling my arms out and above my head. 

I feel the heat of two bodies near...so close...yet, I wanted them closer to me...touching me. Then finally I feel four hands moving all over me. So gently caressing my skin that the tiny hairs all over my body are standing on end. Now there is a cool, wet tongue on each of my nipples. Mouths sucking and teasing... breathing cool air on them until they are hard. I am breathing deeper now...surrendering to the ecstasy. Just when I thought my senses are at their highest...SMACK! ...a stinging slap on my bare ass! A moan escaped my lips. 

"You like that, don't you?" Whispers someone in my ear, leaving a trail of kisses behind my ear, down my neck and back up, stopping millimeters from my lips. "You want more?" I nod in reply. "I want to hear you say it." Says the sultry voice of the woman at my lips as she brushes my hair away from my neck and places a kiss there. 

"Yes." I say. 

"From now on, if you don't express your feelings, we will stop. If you want us to stop at any time, say 'red'. That will be the safe word." The other larger hands are caressing my ass, soothing the stinging. Then another smack ... this one harder than the first.

"Ooo yeah." I moan. Then more caressing followed by more hard smacks. "Oh fuck yeah!" My skin is on fire! Soft, sweet, full lips brush lightly across mine. At this point I am so fucking turned on, I want to kiss back hard, but instead, I follow her lead...our lips touch softly, sending a charge through my body. She gently sucks my lower lip between hers. Our kiss grows more intense as fingers lightly trace down my stomach to the tops of my thighs, then brush ever so gently across my panties. The guy behind me was now kissing my neck, while his hands move from my still stinging ass around to tease my nipples. 

"Ooo, you are so fucking wet!" I hear the woman say as her fingers lightly played over the wet spot on my panties. Her hands slide the black thong over my hips and down my legs. "Tell me what you want." When I don't answer, she says," Do you want us to stop?" 

"No." I say quickly. 

"Then tell me." 

"I want...I want you to use your tongue." 

"Use it how? Say it." 

"I want your tongue ...on my clit." I finally say. I feel her move on the bed so that her face is between my thighs. Her tongue starts licking and teasing all around, never touching my clit. Cool air blows across my clit followed by a long, slow lick. 

"Oh, yes!" I moan. She continues her teasing and blowing, drawing small circles with her tongue around and around. My moans get louder and more frequent as she pays close attention to my clit and slides a finger inside me. I feel so close, but I know she won't let me cum too soon. The knots on my wrists are loosened until my hands are free. Then I am pushed forward on the bed on my hands and knees. My face is now inches from the sweet smell that tells me I am not the only one who's wet. I stick out my tongue searching for her sweetness... a taste I long for. I hear her moan with me as my tongue makes contact. As our tongues and hands move in sync and I get closer to the edge. Then a long, hard cock enters me from behind, replacing her finger. 

"Ohhh yeah!" He fills me slowly and then withdraws almost completely before filling me again. The slow, rhythmic strokes along with the tongue flicking my clit are getting me closer and closer. Then more stinging slaps to my ass make me loose control. 

"Ohh my god...fuck me! Fuck me hard!" His cock thrusts deep inside me, sending me over the edge. " Oh, yes, I'm gonna cum! Oh, fuck yeah! OH...OHHH...OHH YESSSS! OH FUCK! MMMM...YEAH!"

That night, we each get off at least 3 times before passing out from exhaustion.



Fantasy 02



Cindy stood on impatiently on the porch and rang the bell. She was dressed in brown loafers, ankle socks, a pleated short plaid skirt, and white blouse with blue blazer. Her short brown hair was held back by a blue headband and her brown eyes were clear of make up, as was the rest of her heart shaped face. Her measurements were 36B, 24, 36 and at 5' 8", her legs were incredibly lovely, even in the loafers. Her heart pounded in her chest as the excitement of the game swept over her and she snapped her bubble gum to hide her anticipation. This time they were playing the Teacher and the spoiled little student, a role Cindy could pull off well. Peter, her lover of many years, was her Professor, who called the gifted but mediocre student to his house to discuss a paper on a Saturday.

They had known each other since high school, but had never dated. They had been friends since they were 15. They had seen each other through broken hearts, broken relationships, family problems and even family death. They were closer than most married couples, but each had their own spouse. They had been having sex since college, only the bizarre role playing sex that they were doing now. Their spouses were there for regular sex, but about every two or three weeks one would call the other and set up something like this. 

Peter flung open the door and stepped out onto the porch. "Cindy, you're late. I said our meeting was for noon and it is almost 1:30"

"Sorry Professor, I was all tied up." Cindy replied, not sounding sorry in the slightest.

"Come in, we have much to discuss." Peter told her stepping back into the house and closing the door behind her. Cindy walked into the living room and flopped down indifferently on the sofa. "Where is the family?" She questioned, noting the ring on his hand and family portraits spread around the room.

"My family left for an overnight camping trip. I was supposed to go with them, but when you did not show up on time, I sent them ahead and will join them when we are finished." Peter replied. "Cindy, I am worried about your attitude, and not just in my class, but all your classes. I feel that you should know your name comes up weekly in the teachers' conferences. We are all worried about you."

"Yeah, well don't bother; I am getting along just fine."

"Yes, but you need to do more than just get along. You have wonderful potential, but you are not putting to good use. Look at yourself, your skirt is 4 inches to short by the college dress code; your blouse is to be white, not sheer. I have received several complaints from faculty and students that your behavior in class is disruptive. I am not going to go into the numerous complaints from the community on your behavior on your dates, but that little matter with the football team has come to our attention, and it will not be tolerated. I also know about those tattoos on your ankle and behind. You look, dress and act like a common prostitute. Is that what you want out of life?"

"Who are you, my father?" Cindy snapped.

"No, I am your Faculty Advisor. If you expect to graduate, then I am more important that your father. And I hope you did not talk to him that way."

"So what if I did? What are you gonna do about it?"

"The same thing he should have done years ago put you over my knee and spank you till you learn some respect."

"You wouldn't dare." Cindy stated in shock.

"Try me." Peter told her.

"You don't have the guts." Cindy told him, and immediately regretted it. Peter stood in front of her grabbed her wrist and pulled her to her feet. Walking over to the love seat, Peter sat down and pulled her across his lap, face down. Cindy started to kick and wail, but it was no use, Peter held one arm across her back and with his other hand flipped up her skirt and tucked it into the waistband. Pulling her white silk panties down with one motion he saw the small devil tattoo on her left cheek was plainly visible, and he smiled as he noticed the decal. He raised his hand and let it fall on the white orb before him.

Cindy shrieked in pain, and tried to cover her exposed cheeks, but Peter caught her wrists and pulled them together behind her back and held them there. Lifting his hand again, Peter struck her other cheek leaving a matching handprint. Cindy screamed again and wiggled to try and escape him. Peter expected this and held her tight and continued to apply his hand until both her cheeks were flaming crimson. Cindy continued to wiggle herself around his lap trying to escape the painful humiliation but only succeeded in pressing her moistening mound against his hardened member and leave a growing wet spot. Her flailing legs threw her panties away from her and they landed on the dinning room table.

Peter finished his spanking and pushed her upright to stand before him. Her blazer had worked itself open and the sheer white blouse showed her jutting breasts to perfection. Her nipples had hardened and her chest heaved as she fought for breath. Her hands went to rub her pulsing backside and started to pull the skirt from her waistband when Peter stopped her.

"Leave your skirt where it is." He commanded, "And take everything else off."

Cindy looked at him in shock. No professor could treat a student this way. She had forgotten that this was only a game; she was so immersed in her role. "You can't expect me to strip for you. The Board of Governors won't allow a student to be humiliated this way." She said defiantly. 

"Actually they will. You see I have been given special permission by the board of governors to do anything I think necessary to correct your behavior. I have it in writing if you would care to see it." Peter said casually. "Now strip. I think it best to treat you like a slut since you are intent on behaving like one."

Cindy looked surprised for a moment. 'He had really planned this one out.' She thought. She knew she could holler "Uncle" if she did not like where this went, but she was curious to see what he had in mind. She shrugged off her blazer and tossed it on the couch, this was immediately followed by her blouse, socks and shoes. Soon she was standing in the middle of his living room in nothing but her skirt, and that was rolled up to reveal her slowly cooling backside.

"Now go into the kitchen and throw your gum in the trash." Peter instructed. Cindy did as she was bid and came back to stand before him in the living room. "Into the corner, face first." Peter told her and soon she was facing the corner of the room, her feet together, with her hands behind her back trying to cover her exposed and sore behind.

Peter sat on the love seat and enjoyed the view. Cindy was going all out this time and he wanted to see how much she would take from him. "Spread your legs and put your hands on the wall and lean forward." Peter told her without moving. Cindy did as she was told and soon Peter could see the wetness slowly running down her thighs from her soaking center. Her nether lips were puffy and parted her excitement evident in the smell she let into the room and the stain she left on his pants.

Peter stood and walked over to her, pausing only to take the rod from the vertical blinds off its hook and swish it through the air. Cindy tensed as she heard the rod cut the air and realized that he was going to use it on her ass. "A slut has to do anything she is told and act like she enjoys it. Can you do that Cindy?"

"Yes" She replied, still defiant.

"Well we will see. As an example, supposed I wanted to whip you with this rod. Would you like that?"

Cindy started to say yes, but paused and did not answer.

"I can't hear you." Peter prompted. "Didn't anyone ever tell you the customer is always right? So since I am the customer, I am right in believing that I can whip you as long as I want." Peter did not wait for her answer, but struck with the rod. Cindy gasped and jerked herself around to face him. He had not struck hard, just a warm up sting, but Cindy felt, as a student, she had to protest.

"Hey that hurt." She squealed and rubbed her ass.

"It was supposed to, I am the customer and I get my kicks by hurting young prostitutes. Now turn around and face the wall. Or would you have me report to the Board of Governors that you should be expelled, very publicly."

Cindy turned back to the wall and assumed her previous position. Peter stepped up beside her and placed his hand on the small of her back and swung again. The rod landed with precision, exactly on the previous mark. Cindy squealed again and twisted to avoid the caning, but Peter held her in place and proceeded to mark her ass cheeks well. The caning went on for some time, until Cindy's bottom was a mass of angry red welts. Peter had slowly increased the force that he struck her and Cindy had stood for a long caning, over a hundred strokes.

Finally he stepped back to admire his handiwork and said, "There, that is the proper shade of red for a hooker's ass. Did you like that?"

Cindy shook her head without moving the rest of her body. Now that he had stopped the pain and heat from her butt was almost unbearable, but she felt a certain sense of pride that she had not called uncle.

"Good, you were not supposed to enjoy it, although a real slut would have said yes to please her customer. I see you have forgotten that rule already and need something to remind you. Turn around." Peter barked. Cindy slowly turned to face him, saw the clothespins in his hand and shivered. Peter came forward and backed her into the corner, she jumped when her ass met the wall painfully, but Peter pushed her back against it. "Now, open your legs put your hands over your head and stay still." He ordered.

Cindy obeyed and as soon as he pulled her skirt off and tossed it aside, she felt the pinching of the clothespins on her pussy lips. She twisted and Peter slapped her inner thigh. "I said stay still." He commanded brusquely. Cindy closed her eyes and remained as motionless as possible, but soon found it difficult as she felt him add three more clips too each lip. Then he added several to her inner thighs. He stood and soon had her nipples surrounded and each nipple imprisoned in a pin.

"Look down." Peter commanded as soon as he stopped admiring his results. Cindy opened her eyes and saw clothespins on each breast and nipple as well as her lips and thighs. Each clip made its own red mark on her pale flesh and she felt a rush of wetness as Peter pulled out the last pin and said, "Guess where this one goes?"

Cindy shook her head violently, but Peter bent down and attached it to her throbbing clit. As it closed on her extended button, Cindy screamed "Uncle."

Peter immediately removed the pin and stood before her. "Too much?" He asked softly. "I'm sorry baby."

Cindy panted until the pain passed and reached out to grab his hand as Peter went to remove the other pins. "No," she gasped, "leave the rest, just not that last one. That really hurt."

"Do you want me to stop?" Peter asked earnestly.

"No, we can keep going, but don't clip my clit." Cindy told him.

"Do you want me to kiss it better?" 

"Yeah, I like the sound of that, but is that what you would do with a slut?" Cindy asked, slipping back into character and releasing his arm.

"No, I would not kiss a slut's pussy for anything, who knows what has been in there. But she can kneel down and blow me." Peter said commandingly. "And she better not lose any of those clothespins either."

Looking timid again Cindy knelt with her knees far apart at Peter's feet and reached up to unzip his pants.

"No no." He said grabbing her hand. "Do it with your teeth."

Cindy leaned forward and flicked her tongue to catch the tab on his zipper. Fortunately, she had done this before and soon had his pants open and down. She saw that he wore nothing underneath and was throbbing already. Putting her hands behind her back, she rose up slightly and swallowed his length completely in one movement. Peter grabbed the back of her head and started guiding it up and down his member. Cindy flicked her tongue at the head whenever he pulled out and dragged her teeth lightly up and down on each stroke. Peter, feeling his eruption coming closer pulled from her mouth and reached down to pull the clothespins from her nipples. Cindy gasped as the pins pulled at her nipples and pinched as they came off.

"Did you like that?" Peter asked her again.

"Yes, if it's what you want. You are the customer." She replied.

"Good, then stand up, cause I am not finished with you yet." Peter ordered.

Cindy stood slowly before him, her legs still spread to allow for the pins. Peter reached out and pulled one of her thigh. Cindy gasped and shook. Peter then pulled one off her breast. Cindy twisted and groaned with pain and arousal. Peter took off all the clothespins slowly, alternating where he took the next one from until all were removed. By the time he was finished, the last one came from her lips, it was drenched in her juices.

Peter removed the rest of his clothing and stood naked with her. Cindy stepped up next to him and started to rub her warm skin to his, her breasts heaving with desire, she reached down and grasped his throbbing member and started to stroke it. 

"Do you want more?" She purred in his ear. "I can give you more if you want it."

"You don't seem to understand." Peter said pushing her away, "you are not supposed to be enjoying this. This is to show you what you life would be like as a whore. I see I have to teach you further. Turn around and bend over. Grab your ankles and don't let go until I tell you to."

Cindy, curious but willing did as she was told. Normally Peter would have mounted her by now and be humping her silly; this was a new twist. Peter smiled and pulled two sets of handcuffs from the bag behind his chair and locked her wrists of her ankles before she could move or protest.

"Now you will not move until I say." Peter said smiling as he picked up the curtain rod once more. "I think another 50 strokes will do you well. That and extra detention." Peter raised the rod and struck once more. Cindy howled but could not escape him. He put a hand on her back and held her in place as he swung over and over again. He kept changing pace so that she did not know when he would strike next.

"Will you be a good girl in the future, do all your homework, stay away from the football team and stop embarrassing this school and humiliating yourself?" Peter asked each question with an accompanying stroke of the rod.

"Yes." She sobbed to each question, "yes, I promise to be a good girl and behave, please stop treating me this way. Please stop." She was still using the same voice of the schoolgirl, Peter knew that this was part of the game, but he stopped canning her.

Peter ran his hand up her dripping snatch and she moaned as he made contact with her clit, her slit and kept right on going to her asshole. "You are very wet; I think it is time for the next stage in your lesson. I should really stop caning you as I can barely see the tattoo on you ass any more. Only sluts have tattoos you know." Peter said this as he slipped behind her and positioned himself at her waiting portal. Driving forward, he sank his length into her waiting depths and she screamed in delight.

"Oh yes, more, deeper." She moaned, pushing back against his hips.

Peter held himself motionless inside her. He could feel her walls contract around his enormous pole. He felt her wetness soaking his skin and hair and knew that she was ready for more. Pulling out he placed the head of his dick at her anus and pushed slowly. Cindy moaned, sighed and fought to relax as his massive cock slid into her bowels. As he reached bottom, his hips meeting her cheeks, he felt the heat from caning. He pulled back and started to fuck her ass slowly and deeply. Cindy matched him stroke for stroke, but he knew she needed more. Cindy could not cum this way and they both know it. She needed some stimulation on her clit or pussy to cum and Peter was ignoring them both. With her wrists locked to her ankles, she could do nothing herself and she groaned in frustration.

"Please use my pussy. I can't cum this way." She whined.

"Tough, I can." Peter replied and he sped up his thrusts. Grunting with force, he plowed deeper and deeper into her back channel. With each thrust forward, he forced her to take a short step, until he literally fucked her across the room. When her back met the wall, Peter really started to pound. Despite herself, Cindy was moaning and squirming. Peter was taking her higher and higher but still not letting her cum. She felt his thrusts become more erratic and knew that he was going to cum in her ass and leave her hanging. 

His balls slapped her slit as he rutted her from behind. Peter felt them tighten and his dick expanded slightly as he fired his load deep into her bowels. As the first jet shot from the head of his dick, Peter reached around and pinched her clit hard. That was all Cindy needed. She screamed and her orgasm sprayed her juices from her, coating her thighs and Peter's balls. She didn't just leak; she gushed and shot cum from her cunt as though she was ejaculating like a man. Her back channel clenched almost painfully on Peter's still spraying cock and then relaxed only to tighten again. It was as though her asshole were milking his cock.

Peter pulled his still twitching cock from her anus and stepped back almost losing his balance. "Do you like being treated like a prostitute?" Peter panted.

"No sir, I would rather be respected, not treated like a piece of meat." Cindy replied, equally out of breath.

"Good, because as long as you go to this school, you need to remember how this felt. Maybe that will improve your attitude." Peter told her.

"Yes sir, I will remember." Cindy replied meekly. "But if I start to act the same way again, can I come to you for help like this?"

"Of course, that is what your Faculty Advisor is for. Now let's get you out of those cuffs, I think you have learned your lesson for now." Peter picked up his pants and fished the keys from the front pocket. Bending down, he undid both sets of cuffs, tossed them aside and collapsed on the floor. Cindy lay beside him.

"That was one of the best yet. I thought you were gonna cum and let me go without." She accused when they had caught their breath.

"The thought occurred to me, but then I remembered that since I am in charge this time, you get to be next time, and I did not want to push my luck."

"Good plan king." Cindy laughed, "But you are going to pay. I think those clothespins could be useful." She laughed again as he shuddered.

"I have never seen you cum like that before." Peter said to try and change the subject.

"No, I haven't. It felt incredible though. I think it was because you left me hanging so long. We have to try that again."

"What, now?" Peter questioned. 'I'm spent."

"Yeah, sure." Cindy laughed; dragging her nails up his still semi hard cock and seeing jerk and stiffen. "Let's take a shower and then it's my turn. We have until tomorrow before they are home." 

Peter stood and pulled her up. Holding hands they walked upstairs to the master bedroom and got into the large shower stall. They soaped each other and each thought about the next game they were gonna play. Peter caressed her jutting breasts, covering them with soap, as Cindy worked her soap slick fist up and down his hardening penis; both realized that the next game would start when they left the shower. 



Fantasy #1



She is sleeping on her side, facing the edge of the bed. She is wearing a t-shirt, no panties. She is not allowed to wear panties when He is home. If He wants to use her, He will, when He wants, where He wants, so no panties. Her cheeks are flushed, she breathes easily in and out of her mouth. She is peaceful. He walks in and looks down at her, sleeping so soundly. He reaches down and tucks her hair behind her ear. She is His.

He unzips His pants. He is aroused. He wants her. He doesn't care that she is sleeping. She is His. He takes His hard cock out of His pants and rubs it against her lips. She doesn't respond. She is sleeping very soundly. 

He slips His hand behind her head. He lifts her face to His and kisses her lips.

He whispers to her "wake up, I want you". She opens her eyes sleepily. He gently places her head back on the pillow. He rolls her over onto her back; she looks up at him, blinking the sleep from her eyes. He kneels over her, one knee next to each breast. He places His cock against her lips. He looks deep into her eyes and says "suck me now".

She parts her lips, an immediate response trained in her by His command, and He slips His hardness inside her warm mouth.

She feels it crossing her tongue, it is something she knows so well, the feel, the texture, the warmth. He is not slow or gentle; He slides it in deep and fast. He knows what He wants. He buries Himself quickly inside her mouth, His entire full pulsing cock surrounded by her hot mouth. She knows how He likes it; she tightens her mouth around Him, making a small place for Him to thrust. He moans in appreciation. 

His hands go down gently to her head, caressing her hair. He looks into her eyes with a look of desire and need before He pulls her head to Him and begins to take her mouth. His thrusts are hard and deep, He is no longer gentle but a beast in need. He takes her mouth, pulling her head to Him so that He is so deep inside her throat; her mouth is full of Him. Faster and faster, He thrusts inside her mouth, enjoying the sweet hot wetness of it around Him. This mouth was made to be filled with His cock and He loves the way it feels. He uses it as His right, for it is His, and the thrill of knowing this makes Him hungry, strong and brutal. He slams Himself inside her mouth over and over, wanting to fill her mouth with all of Himself so she never forgets she is His.

She wants Him. She knows nothing else but Him. He is all she desires. He uses her but she wants to be used. She needs to be used. He forces His cock down her throat over and over and she gags. But this is what she was meant for, born for, created for, to be His, to serve Him, to please Him, to take Him. She swallows His cock with love and need and desire, because she is His. He pushes Himself deeper inside her throat and she accepts it as best she can, even though His thrusts are scratching her throat and His cock is so thick it hurts. She wants Him, inside her mouth, inside her throat, filling her being. She wants to taste His cock and His cum. She sucks fast and hard on Him, her hands working on His balls, teasing then, fondling them, and tempting them. She wants His cum. She needs His cum. She won't stop until He cums.

He pounds away. Her mouth is so sweet. His balls ache with the need to release. He holds back as long as He can but her mouth feels so good around His cock. He thrusts hard one last time and explodes inside her mouth, filling her throat with His hot cum. She swallows it fast, she knows if she lets one drop escape, He will punish her. She swallows it all with joy, loving the way it tastes, He tastes, and that He has given her this gift.

He fills her mouth again and again and she continues to swallow every drop, smiling with happiness. It is good to be His, she loves Him.

When He finishes cumming, He looks down at her. She is smiling, happy, content, she has pleased Him. He smiles back at her and whispers ‘good girl' before standing and moving away from the bed. She watches Him, His body gracefully moving about the room. She pulls up her t-shirt and begins to play with her breasts. He stops to watch her. Her nipples are hard and pink. She tempts Him. She is such a seductress. She never stops tempting Him.

He watches her from across the room. She begins to whimper and moan, her hips rising from the bed as she arouses herself. Her nipples are so hard. He looks at them. She is His. She must not forget. 

He reaches into the drawer, the drawer where He keeps His "toys". She cannot see what He is getting. He hides it in His hands. He crosses to the bed and tells her "close your eyes". She obeys. She must. It is what she does. 

His hands go to her nipples. He begins to fondle them, play with them, gently at first. Then He becomes a bit more rough, pinching and pulling on them. He bends down and whispers in her ear, ‘so Mine wants to play, does she?' She can only whimper in response. She feels the pull and hears the sharp clip as He fastens a spring-loaded clothespin on each nipple. She moans as they close around the hard bud and opens her eyes. He is looking at her, looking right into her eyes, like He expected her to open them. 

"I said close your eyes." She does so, immediately, but still He reaches down and, with this thumb and index finger of each hand, pushes the clothespins closed even tighter around her hard nipples. She groans in pain.

He crosses the room. She keeps her eyes closed, she knows better than to look. She hears Him return. His hands slip between her thighs, spreading them. Her body tightens in apprehension. She knows what this means. He places the spreader bar between her legs, opening her up. She shudders. He reaches down to fondle His pussy, a gentle touch. "She wants to play, does she?" He whispers, "Maybe she won't after I am finished."

She squeezes her eyes tightly closed as His fingers toy with her pussy. She responds so quickly to His touch, her body so in tune with His, her body wanting His so desperately. He uses both hands on her pussy, pulling at the lips, playing with them, sliding His fingers in and out, and His thumb pressing upon the hard clit. He places another spring-loaded clothespin on each side of the pussy, pulling out the lips to clip it on. Then He takes a third clothespin and attaches it to her hard clit. 

"You may open your eyes now, girl" He tells her and she does so, they are filled with tears from the stinging pain. She bites her lower lip to keep from crying out. Instead she whimpers. He looks down into her eyes, smiling. He is amused. He is almost laughing as He says to her, "We will see if she feels like tempting Master in an hour". And He leaves the room, closing the door behind Him.



Fantasy #1



After one of Scarlett and mine great fuck sessions, she looked up at me and told me that one of her fantasies is to watch me with another girl. From that moment on I could never get the thought of me fucking another girl while Scarlett sat in the corner and masturbate. About 6 months later I finally found someone that could help us on Myspace. The girl, Shelly, and I chatted and flirted back and forward for a few weeks. I decided that it was time that we met and surprise Scarlett with a live porno.

I made plans for Scarlett and me to spend a relaxing weekend at a hotel in Philadelphia. While Scarlett worked I went to the hotel to set it up. I tied scarves around the four post of the bed, moved a big comfy chair and foot rest near the bed and hooked up a camcorder and DVD player. Then I left to meet Shelly in a pub nearby. When Shelly entered the room I was stunned; she looked better in person. She was about 5'5" to 5'6" with long hair that was braided into two pigtails, 36D breast that were nearly busting out of her tight top and her mini skirt barely covered her apple bottom ass. When she walked I couldn't figure out if she was naked under it or if it was shadows. When she sat down I notice that she was in fact going braless and panty less. Shelly and I chatted for awhile until I got a phone call from Scarlett. I told her where the room was and that the key was at the front desk. I also told her to sit in the chair and turn on the DVD. After the call I told Shelly that I have a surprise for her and another friend. If she is up for it she will getting the fucking of her life and will have an audience for it. Shelly finish her drink and accepted the offer by saying "Hell yeah! I have wanted to fuck you since I walked in and have been rubbing myself on the chair hoping to do it tonight." She and I left for the room.

Scarlett got the key, entered the room and did what was asked. When the video began she saw me. I told her that in a few minutes I will return with a sexy woman and we will be her personal porno for the evening. She will need to put on the outfit that is laid out on the bed, take the toys from the bag and sit back and enjoy the show; if the desire takes over you could join in. Scarlett removed her clothes and put on the black babydoll dress laid out. The dress barely covered her 44DDD tits so she pulled it under them and since I forgot the panties on purpose she had easy access with the toys. Scarlett sat down and waited

Shelly and I entered the room a couple minutes after Scarlett was set. Shelly walked over to her to say hello and thanked her for allowing Shelly to fuck me. Then Shelly told me that she is really submissive and like being told what to do. I asked if Scarlett wants to control the night for us; which she was happy to do.

She told Shelly to do a strip tease for us. Shelly did the best she could without music and only using the posts on the bed. Next she was told to undress me. Shelly pushed me onto the bed and ripped the buttons from my shirt as she opened it. Then she nibbled my neck and licked my semi-hairy chest as she knelt in front of me. Once Shelly was down Scarlett told me to lie back and enjoy what Shelly does. I felt Shelly's hands rubbing my cock through the pants and fumbling to remove the pants I had on. She finally got the zipper down and removed both the pants and my boxer briefs and was greeted by my 6 ½ inches hard cock bouncing in her face. I wasn't sure who sighed more, Shelly or Scarlett. Scarlett told Shelly that she should taste me but only a little; Scarlett loves to tease. Shelly did a good job with the teasing. I was told to grab Shelly's pigtails and guide her mouth so I can show her how I liked to be sucked off. When I had them in my hands I felt Shelly moaned harder and heard one of the toy start up.

Shelly and I got into a good groove with her blow job. I notice Scarlett then turn the camera on and came over to get a closer look. Scarlett sat on the bed behind me and nibbled my ear and asked how I like what Shelly was doing. When Scarlett grinded against me to nibble my neck I notice the bed was vibrating. When Scarlett moaned I also noticed that she was riding the toy that was still buried in her pussy. Then Scarlett pushed me back and straddled my face. She told me to lick and watched Shelly's work. Occasionally the girls switch who was sucking. When Scarlett suck, Shelly would lick and suck my balls; then when Shelly worked the shaft, Scarlett would grind on my mouth and face. When Scarlett knew I was close to cumming she got off my face and watch my face while I came into Shelly's hot mouth. As Shelly sucked every last drop on cum from me Scarlett and I kissed. Then Shelly moved up to nuzzled up to my left side as Scarlett was on my right.

The girls would each take an ear and tell me what they wanted to do to make me hard. Scarlett said that she is getting back on the chair but this time I have to fuck Shelly. Scarlett went to the chair and grabbed a second toy to use, leaving me with the other one. I told Shelly to get on my reverse cowgirl. Boy was she tight and wet when she got on. When she got use to the amount I filled her in hot box she started bouncing on top. She rode me for 10-20 minutes before asking to change position but I had a better idea. I moved closer to the chair on the bed and had Shelly get on top the same way. Then I lent her over so I can access her ass to use the toy in. She started bucking on me as I fuck both her holes. Her moaning got muffled when I seen Scarlett grabbed the pigtails and grinded Shelly's face into her pussy. Scarlett then told me make Shelly cum when Shelly makes her cum. So I started fucking both holes harder and deeper. When I was about to make Shelly scream with pleasure I told her to move onto Scarlett's nipples and lick as she finger Scarlett's pussy and rub the clit. When she did both girls came together. After Shelly came she slid off and switched places with Scarlett because she needed a break. Scarlett and I lay together and I sucked her tits and licked her pussy for a bit. After bringing her to another orgasm orally I went to the shower to wash off the sweat.

When I return I saw the girls in a 69 with Scarlett massage Shelly's pussy. They didn't notice that I walked in. I walked over to Scarlett and spread her ass cheeks so I could lick while her clit was being attacked by Shelly. When I thought she was lubed up enough I fucked her ass as hard as I could making her cum all over Shelly's face and the bed. Still hard I asked Shelly to move and I lay down. I had Scarlett ride my cock and placed Shelly onto my face. I assumed the girls kissed and sucked each other's tits but I was too busy pleasing them to truly know. After the three of us came some more times Shelly got up to leave. She kissed and thanked both of us. While she walked out the door Scarlett and I fell asleep.

I woke up a few hours later tied to the bed. But that time is for another story.