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Border Crossing

This is not the sort of half-baked thing you just up and do. In fact, it took a few weeks for the yeast to cause the bread to rise. And then there was the research.

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Lucario

a rainy day in a cave with Lucario, i fixed most the mistakes sorry about that in the first post

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I want to fuck your brains out!

The worst thing for a guy to do is lose his mystery.
My girl and I had been together for about three years. But we had fallen into a routine. We had sex once a week or so. Maybe every other week. Nothing too crazy. Nothing too outrageous. Wholesome, almost.
She loved me, yes. She was devoted to me, no question. But I wasn’t the same guy to her anymore. I could tell. I wasn’t Christian Grey anymore. Hell, I wasn’t even Christian Slater.
It wasn’t always that way. When we first started dating, we were crazed. This is the girl who I once fucked in an amusement park. There was this kiddie booth that had these animatronic singing bears. We were so into each other, so needed it to happen, that I broke the lock, stuffed us in this tiny shed and fucked her standing up while the bears sang “You Are My Sunshine.” It was the hottest experience ever — and also the opening clip on my “you are going to hell” highlight reel.
That was then. Last week, we did it missionary and fell asleep watching “Golden Girls” reruns. By 9:30 p.m.
I knew the problem: I had lost my edge. I was mysterious in the beginning. All men are mysterious to women in the beginning. You don’t need to look like Brad Pitt stuffed into Henry Cavill, if a girl is into you, she will devote herself to figuring your shit out, even if you know, deep down, your shit is pretty easy to figure out.
You can be a boring accountant who collects comic books and lives with his mom, it doesn’t matter. Find the right girl and to her you are exciting and dangerous and an adventure. Why? Because men and women are so different, we SOOO don’t understand each other, that to THAT girl, you are a unique and beautiful snowflake.
Your quirks. Your tics. Your jokes. If things are firing right, she will be into you because she has no idea what you’re thinking. And that drives women crazy.
Now, eventually – more than likely – she will get you. Chip away. Solve your riddle. Unfortunately, those comics are not a metaphor for an abandoned childhood. No. They are because you like to read picture books about goddamn super heroes.
Hopefully, by the time she figures out you are full of shit – or by the time you stop trying to be awesome – she will love you enough to stick it out. My girl did.
I take the blame. All of it. You try to keep it fresh, keep that wall up. But men want to find someone they don’t have to try hard with. We forget that the “trying hard” is what got us the girl. It’s a Catch 22.
Hailey is smoking hot. Easily the hottest girl I’ve ever been with, breathed in, smelled, tasted, shook hands with, talked to for more than an hour, etc., etc. And I am not a bad-looking guy. I have a decent job. I work out. I wear clothes that fit. But I can’t compete with her perfect blend of spot-on DNA and God-given sexiness.
It’s not JUST that she is out of my league – brains, humor, beauty, class, you name it – it’s that her league is so far away from mine, she needs to catch a flight just to visit.
But, three years in, I find myself doing shit like saying to her – as she is parading around the living room wearing next to nothing – “Can you give me five minutes, babe. I am in the middle of an intense Call of Duty battle.”
If 13-year-old me could time travel to the present and catch me, on a couch, playing a fucking video game instead of banging this goddess, that kid would kick me in the balls and take my Xbox back to 1998. No question.
This had been bothering me a lot. And like lots of men, I didn’t know what to do about it and did not feel comfortable enough talking to Hailey about what was bothering me. I internalized it, discussed it with friends, took polls around the office – normal things grown men do instead of confronting their issues.
I needed to seize back my mojo. I needed to remind her of the man I was in the beginning. I needed to channel my inner bad boy.
***
She was in the kitchen when I came home. “Hey there,” she said, facing the sink, her back to me. She did not turn around.
I put my arm around her waist, I pulled her to me. My cock was already hard. It dug into her ass.
“Go the bedroom. Take off your clothes,” I growled into her ear, slipping my lips down and biting her neck.
She glanced back, eyeing me. “What’s gotten into you?”
“Bedroom,” I said, staring at her with intensity. “Now.”
She smiled for a second, then took it back. “Yes, sir.”
She turned and walked away, and I swiped at her ass, connecting with a loud pop. “Ow,” she said, covering her butt and walking faster.
She was in her panties by the time I joined her. Lying on the bed. The lights were off.
I turned them on.
“I don’t like the lights on,” she said.
“I don’t care,” I said, taking off my tie. “I thought I said nude.”
“I am.”
“All the way.”
“With the lights on?”
I shot her a glance. “Do it.”
She wasn’t sure where I was going but played along, hooking her thumbs under her panties and pulling them down. Like most gorgeous women, she was not confident about her body. And like most gorgeous women, she should have been.
I undressed slowly. I had been hitting the gym hard the last few weeks, and had lost some of the booze weight I put on over the winter. I unbuttoned my shirt, one button at a time, never breaking eye contact. I slipped my pants off. Then my boxers, my cock hard and thick and throbbing
She sat up, moving toward me.
“Lie back down, bitch,” I said, sternly. Her eyebrow shot up, but she complied.
I grabbed my tie, pulling one arm, then the next up to our head board. I fastened her wrists.
“You need to learn to listen,” I said.
She smiled.
“Say yes sir.”
“Really?”
“Say. It.” I said, coldly.
“Yes, sir.”
I leaned down, kissing her, our first real contact. I wanted to melt. The old me would have. I would’ve just hopped on her and gotten where I wanted to go. But, no. Self control. Confidence.
I kissed down her neck, caressing her soft skin with my palms. I slid my hands under her ribs, pulling her body up, her pelvis. I licked down her stomach, her skin full of goosebumps with my soft touches.
I rarely went down on her anymore. She rarely went down on me. That was the first thing to go.
I cupped her ass, pulling her up, slipping between her legs. I glanced up. She was watching me, her wrists straining against my tie, her body wiggling.
“You want me to lick you?” I asked.
She nodded.
“Say it.”
“Please lick me.”
“Lick you where?”
She swallowed. “Please lick my pussy.”
I smiled.
“No,” I said, kissing down her thighs, she grunted in frustration.
I wanted to tease her but not too much. I moved back north, spreading her wide. We had not had sex with the lights on in so long. I liked seeing her like this. So vulnerable. Delicate.
My mouth covered her, my tongue slipping inside. She was warm. Wet. I licked up, teasing her clit with my tongue as I slid a finger inside. She moaned, lifting her hips up and grinding against my face.
I licked harder, sliding two fingers in, curving them up to find her sweet spot. I pressed my shoulders into her thighs, pinning them, opening her up to me.
“Fuck, fuck,” she said, lightly, her body straining against the tie. Her eyes were shut tight, her mouth gripped closed.
I stroked her with my tongue, matching the rhythm of my fingers on her clit. I wanted her to cum. Needed her to. She was mine. I was in control. I wanted this fast and sloppy and out of control.
She grunted, pressing up to me. “God, fuck,” she grunted, cumming hard against me. Her thighs clamped. Her toes curled. Her stomach flexed.
“Good girl,” I said, finally, crawling up. I straddled her chest. My hard cock resting between her tits. I traced her lips with my fingers. She stared hard in my eyes. There was fire. A little danger. It felt old and new.
She reached out with her tongue, and I jerked back my fingers. “Don’t be greedy,” I said.
“Tease,” she said.
I let her take a finger in, tasting herself. She moaned and twirled her tongue and licked me clean.
“Do you want my cock?” I asked, lifting my hips, holding the head just out of reach.
“Please,” she said, looking at me.
“Are you going to choke on it?”
“Fuck,” she said, biting her lip. “Please.”
We had never dabbled in rough trade, but she seemed to like it. The new me was liking it, too.
I leaned forward, easing my cock pass her lips over her soft tongue. She craned her head up, trying to take as much of me as possible.
She was great at sucking cock. The best, actually. I am not sure why we stopped. You get into bad habits. Routines.
She was gentle but firm, eager but patient. I eased more in, pressing forward, her head in my hands. I pulled her back and forth on my cock, sliding deep.
“Fuck, bitch, you love sucking this cock, don’t you?” I ask.
“Yes,” she said muffled.
I pulled out, sliding my balls up. She licked them too. Sucking them. I grabbed the tie, pulling it, freeing her wrists, which were red from the knots.
Her hands found me quickly. On my ass, stroking my shaft, jerking it as she licked my balls.
She pushed me back, swallowing me again, her hands on my hips. She pulled me deep. All the way. Gagging on my cock, her face red.
“Fuck,” I said, finally. The sight too much. I had awoken something in her. I worried I could keep up, but tried to not think about it.
“You want this dick?”
“Yeah,” she said, freeing me.
“Where?”
“In my pussy.”
“You want me to to fuck you?” I asked, sliding down.
I grabbed her hips, hard, jerking her ass up, resting it on my thighs.
“Fuck, yes,” she said.
“You want me to fuck your brains out, cunt?” I said, and as soon as the word slipped out, I worried I had crossed the line. She just smiled and said, “Yes, sir.”
I sank into her, parting her thighs, burying my cock into her pussy. She was so wet. So ready.
She inhaled sharply, her hands on her tits, cupping them, pulling on the nipples.
I pulled her hips further up, almost pile driving down into her. Her back was curved and her pussy was facing up. I pinned her legs down.
It was working. I was deep. She was moaning. Cursing. “Fuck, fuck.”
“You like that?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Tell me to fuck you .”
“Fuck … me.”
“Tell me to fuck your cunt.”
“Fuck … my … tight … cunt.”
My fingers white knuckled her hips. I pounded into her. We kissed. Our bodies reaching out to find each other. I drove deeper. Harder. Faster. I was a sex God. A man of mystery.
I leaned back, on my knees, my cock pounding away. I could tell she was close. Could feel it. Sense it. I reached my hand down, lightly choking her. Tightening the grip around her neck.
“Cum,” I said. “Now.”
Her eyes rolled back. She gave her body to me in a way she never had.
I felt her squeeze. Cum around me. It was too much. I tried to hold on. Tried to ride it out. But I couldn’t.
I dropped her body, pulling my cock out. I jerked the shaft and shot the first rope across her stomach and tits. She moaned. The next two were further, grazing her neck and lips. I drenched her in my lust. Covered her in my desire.
I collapsed. Beside her. We laid there. Dazed. Uncertain.
“Wow,” she said, finally. “What was that?”
“A new beginning.”

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A Three-way with my Husband and… the Dog?

Stepping out of the shower, I grabbed the towel from the rack and stood on the thick rug. I began drying off, starting with my oval face and working my way down my slender limbs and torso. The only things that weren’t exactly slender, so to speak, were my breasts and rear. They were rather round and full, particularly the latter. I was modest, but couldn’t help being proud of my body. Who doesn’t like a girl with healthy self-esteem, anyway?
Water dripped from my long, dark hair over my slightly tanned skin. After giving my hair a quick drying with the towel, I walked into the bedroom expecting to see a certain someone there. As usual, there he was, sitting on the floor and looking up at me, panting. His name was Caden, and he was a Border Collie/German Shepherd mix. He didn’t strongly resemble either breed in particular, but he was about the size of a Border Collie and had the ears of a German Shepherd.
Now let me tell you a little story about Caden…
Not long ago I found out that Caden sometimes enjoyed human companionship a little more than I thought. One day, while my husband was at work, I was sitting on the couch, naked. My laptop was on my lap as I browsed some videos on a porn site. I was getting pretty hot, so I spread my legs and reached down with a finger to stroke myself gently, discovering I had become surprisingly wet.
Caden was lying at my feet, sleeping, or so I thought. The smells caught his attention and he lifted his head to get a better sniff. He stood up, but because of the laptop, I couldn’t see much of him. I wasn’t exactly the most alert person at the moment, anyhow. The next thing I knew I felt something cold and wet graze my inner thigh. I jumped a little, and before I could move the laptop, I felt his large, warm tongue lap over my crotch. It sent goosebumps across my skin.
I yelped and grabbed his head, holding it away from me, but I didn’t have a strong grip on him and he easily wrenched his head away and dove back in between my legs. He probed around with his cold nose for a second and then eagerly began lapping away at my slit with that big, soft tongue of his.
To say I was having mixed feelings is an understatement. Part of me was saying, “Oh my god, this is disgusting, get him away!” But another part was saying, “Holy cow, I have never felt anything so amazing, oh god I want more…”
I ended up giving in to the latter voice. Sitting there, slightly perplexed, I watched as Caden’s long, rough tongue slid over my slit again and again. Leaning back, I spread my legs wider to allow him more access and he went to town. He ran his tongue between my labia from my asshole up over my clit, again and again as if it was candy for dogs.
I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, moaning quietly as I let the sensations send shivers through my body. I caressed my right breast, gently squeezing and rubbing my nipple. Caden began to explore deeper, and plunged his tongue deep into my vagina. I gasped in pleasure. His tongue darted in and out of my hole as if he were trying to savor every last drop, his nose rubbing against my clit the whole time. I moaned again as I experienced the most amazing orgasm I have ever had.
Once my body had ceased shuddering in pleasure, I pulled his head away and stood up. My entire crotch was sopping wet. I looked down only to see Caden’s dark red penis out of its furry sheath and fully erect. I had no idea dogs could even be that large. It had to be five, maybe six inches… not to mention it was pretty thick. A familiar tingly sensation of longing washed over my crotch.
“No way,” I thought. “That would be insane!” I couldn’t believe I was actually considering having sex with a dog. But after the magic he had worked with just his tongue, I wondered what he could do with his cock… Well, I had already done one crazy thing today. Why stop there?
Caden was looking at me eagerly, desperately whimpering for more. I led him into the bedroom where the floor was covered in soft carpeting. I kneeled down beside him and looked closer at his cock. Reaching a hand out, I gently ran a finger along it and he twitched. I wrapped my hand around it and ran it over its entire length, getting familiar with how it felt. I was getting even wetter than I already was.
Caden pawed at my hip in anticipation and I slowly turned over to stand on all fours with my read-end toward him. He wasted no time and shoved his nose into my crotch and vigorously lapped at it a few times. He then shuffled up closer behind me and climbed on top. As his claws dug into my skin I realized how glad I was we had his nails trimmed regularly. Once he was situated, he began pumping away, trying to hit his mark. The feel of his fur grazing my skin sent pleasant shivers up my spine.
He aimed a little low and his cock slid between my labia, sliding over my clit again and again. I lowered my hips a bit and he slid right into me and I bit my lip in pleasure. He realized he was in now and began pumping furiously, as if this was the last time he would ever have sex. I was amazed that any creature could thrust this quickly and I groaned each time he pounded hard against my rear.
I reached my hand back and gently teased and caressed my clit, causing another of those amazing orgasms, fluids slowly dripping to the floor. I moved my hand up to firmly squeeze my breast and tweak my nipple.
My aunt is a dog breeder, so I knew how breeding went for dogs. At the end the male would tie with the female using a huge knot at the end of his penis. I thought surely there was no way he could get his knot into me, so I didn’t worry about it.
As he pumped away I suddenly felt his knot pressing against my entrance. Before I could pull away he tightened his grip on me and thrust even harder, once, twice, and on the third time, the knot was shoved inside of me. My eyes went wide and I gasped, partially from pain, but mostly from pleasure. I felt so full as he thrust again, more gently, just to make sure it was in there good. I immediately orgasmed again, moaning quietly.
He pumped a few short times and I felt his cock spasming madly inside of me as he shot his hot semen deep into me. This alone made me orgasm yet again. We stood there for what seemed like forever, and finally he hopped off and slid out of me. A mixture of our fluids quickly leaked out down my legs. I sat there, my head swimming in disbelief and pleasure.
And from then on I frequently had sex with Caden. Eventually I told my husband, Jake, about it. Though he seemed a little put off by the whole thing, he was genuinely intrigued. After much thought, he asked to watch, and Caden and I happily obliged him. Not long into it, Jake was undeniably aroused and had the boner to prove it. I began sucking Jake off while Caden pounded me from behind. Jake had gotten really into it and asked if I would switch it around and suck Caden off while he did me from behind, instead. The thought had never even really crossed my mind, but we tried it and it was just as arousing. I could never really get Caden off with my mouth so I would let him mount me after Jake finished.
Tonight, Jake and I were in bed getting frisky as usual. Caden was asleep on his bed in the living room. As we were making out, I slid on top of Jake and teasingly rubbed my slit up and down his 8-inch penis. He pressed his hips against me as he grabbed my breasts and squeezed them, caressing the nipples with his thumbs.
I lifted my hips and repositioned them slightly so the tip of his penis was at my entrance. He grabbed my hips and pulled me down onto him, hard, causing me to moan. He slid in and out of me slowly and I rocked my hips along with his, leaning over so he could suck on my right nipple.
Caden must have heard the commotion, because soon he came trotting in, ears perked in our direction. We were a little too distracted to notice him. He sniffed the air and trotted around to the end of the bed and hopped up on the bench that sat there. He saw me from behind and knew what that view meant. Stepping onto the bed, he immediately began lapping at my crotch, over my asshole and slit, around Jake’s penis.
We both looked at each other, shocked, but neither of us could deny the sensations felt amazing. Just then Caden tried to mount me, clawing his way over our legs. I felt the tip of his cock probing madly at my rear and after a few thrusts, it slipped into my asshole.
“Oh god…” I moaned, and Jake knew what had happened. Once he saw that I was enjoying it, he certainly wasn’t going to protest.
Once Caden felt my tight asshole gripping his cock he began his usual vigorous thrusting, his groin pounding against my ass. His knot had made me feel full before, but it was nothing compared to having him and Jake in me at once. With how hard and fast he was thrusting, Jake and I didn’t even need to move. The motion pushed me back and forth along Jake’s penis, sending incredible sensations throughout both our bodies.
I felt so stretched and full, both of their cocks pressing against each other through the thin wall separating my rectum and vagina. Jake reached up to continue squeezing my breasts, pulling my nipples a little. I moaned loudly with each thrust, crying out now and again, shuddering with orgasm after orgasm. Not long after, Jake came, his cock twitching as it filled me more with his semen. He quickly pulled out so his sensitive nerves wouldn’t be overwhelmed by the thrusting of Caden still going at it.
I felt Caden’s knot again, and knowing I couldn’t take that huge thing in my rear, I pulled away and grabbed his cock, aiming it at my vagina and he quickly resumed his pumping. With few hard thrusts the knot slipped inside of me. He pounded away, hard, sending both pain and pleasure throughout me. Soon he shot what felt like gallons of hot semen into me. Caressing my clit, I moaned loudly as wave after wave of orgasms overcame me again.
After a minute or two, Caden hopped off and went to his bed to lick himself clean. My entire genital area was wetter than it had ever been before. All the fluids almost poured out of me, soaking my inner thighs.
I looked at Jake and he chuckled as I smiled sheepishly. Grabbing my hand, he led me to the shower so we could both clean up before bed. I had some amazing dreams that night.
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SCENE ON A GOLF COURSE

This is part of an occasional series of ‘Scenes’, all of which are a single scene in a particular type of location. They are ‘point of view’ stories, and you can imagine that you are either of the characters. This is happening today, at a golf course just outside your town.

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Wifes friend Part 2

The next morning I awoke to a warm, wet sensation on my cock. I looked down to see Elisa devouring me! It felt incredible. I can’t really describe her actions because within 30 seconds of waking up and realizing what she was doing I was erupting in her mouth. Our eyes were locked on each other. She simply swallowed and quietly got up and left the room. I lay there for a few moments then realized that I should get on my own bunk before anyone else woke up. I leaned in to Shannon to tell her I was moving. “Your wife is an incredibly lucky women” She said. “I only wish that Jake could eat a pussy like you do” We kissed. I then got up and moved to the top bunk and well back asleep.
When everyone woke up we all headed out for a morning after breakfast and chatted about how awesome the stag and doe was. After breakfast everyone hit the road. It was a fairly long drive home so I never had a chance to check my Blackberry while I was on the road. When I got home I took my phone out of my pocked and saw that I had a two BBM waiting for me. I quickly checked. They were contact invites from Elisa and Shannon. I quickly accepted and threw my phone back in my pocked before my wife could ask any questions.
The three of us chatted fairly regularly, nothing sexual, just about our days or whatever over the next few weeks. About 6 weeks after our night together I found out I had to go to Whitby (about an hour from where I live) for a meeting with work. It was just a day meeting but still exciting because it meant an entire day out of the office and maybe an opportunity to see Shannon since she worked in Whitby.
I mentioned to Shannon that I would be heading to Whitby in a couple days for my meeting. She was thrilled. We hadnt seen each other since our night together.
A couple days later I was at my meeting. I was praying it would wrap up as soon as possible so that I could see Shannon sooner. I was like a teenage boy with excitement! To my luck the meeting was supposed to end at noon, but it ended at 10:30p. I quickly texted her as I raced to my car.
Shannon: Just come by the hotel and pick me up (she worked at a hotel).
I arrived and waited out front. Waiting and waiting I finally texted her again. “are you coming, I can’t wait to actually see you” I said.
Shannon: We are short housekeepers today. Since I am a manager it is my job to fill in so we don’t call people in on overtime. I just have one room left, why don’t you come help and make things quicker then we’ll go for lunch.
Tim: I guess so. You won’t get in trouble?
Shannon: No, No, just hurry so we can get out of here. Room 344. Its open.
And with that I parked my car and hurried inside. I was walking down the hall looking for the room and passed the house keeping cart and thought, why the hell couldn’t one of these ladies help her? I really didn’t want to do it. House keeping was never really my thing. I found the room and the door was open a crack. I quietly slipped in thinking I would try and scare her.
I walked in and couldn’t see her anywhere. Then I heard rustling in the bathroom. Oh she must be cleaning, I’ll just sit on the bed and wait.
A few minutes later the rustling stopped. The door opened and I heard the hotel room door close. Then I heard “House keeping” in a foreign accent. I looked up to see Shannon standing there in the sexiest lingerie I’ve ever seen on a big girl. I was frozen.
Tim: Holy shit. Look at you!!
Shannon: nice to see you to babe. Mommas horny, so you’re going to be my lunch!
With that she proceeded to climb on to the bed. Undo my belt and pull my pants off. Before I knew it she was devouring my only half hard cock. It felt incredible. Lots of tongue, continually licking down my shaft until she could lick my balls. It didn’t take long before I was erupting. Unfortunately, it wasn’t into her mouth. I ended up cumming all over her face!
When I was done she smiled and slowly grabbed my goo with her fingers and ate it. I was still rock hard and seeing her do that was only going to keep me up. Shannon pushed me on to my back again and hopped on top. “Since you’re still up, I want to feel you in me”
I remember from when we were housemates in college she was quite vocal in bed. Many nights and days I was forced to listen to her get her brains fucked out, or at least thats how it sounded.
Now it was my turn. She didn’t start slow, she hopped right on and I went deep inside her. It felt incredible. She was moaning right with away has she rode me. After about 2-3 minutes on top I flipped her on to her stomach and entered her from behind. She let out the loudest moan I’ve ever heard. I immediately started going harder and harder as she was pressing her massive booty back into me.
FUCK ME TIM.. OH OH OH MY GOD BABY. She screamed over and over. This went on for what felt like an eternity until we heard a knock at the door.
Tim: Oh shit, who is that?
Shannon: Keep going, its locked.
Tim: What if its one of your employees?
Shannon: Shut up and keep fucking me they will not come in.
We kept going. It seemed like I was fucking her for an eternity. She was so loud, which I think is what kept me going. Suddenly I felt her sqeezing my cock, this girl has incredible muscle control, it felt so incredibly tight! She began to buck and move around and I was just trying to hold on for dear life!
Then I felt more wet, coming down my cock to my balls. That was went I came. I came so hard I literally collapse onto her back.

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Monster World 1

The world has taken a turn for the worst as the monster labs have all been destroyed. Now nightmarish creatures roam the world in search of human prey.

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A Slut Learns Her Place

Looking up from my computer, I realized I was alone in the office once again. There was a deadline looming, and I’d been working my ass off. But judging by the empty desks all around me, I seemed to be the only one willing to put in the extra hours to complete the project. I suppose it was my own problem. I wasn’t your average paper pusher by any stretch of the imagination. With my long, tousled blonde hair, blue eyes, and slim hourglass figure, it’s easy to say that I’ve never been taken seriously at any job I’ve held. In a corporate world of men in suits, I stuck out like a sore thumb, and my colleagues never let me forget it. As a result, I frequently ended up working harder than all of them combined, struggling to prove my value as an employee, not just as a piece of ass. All I wanted was to be respected.
My watch beeped, indicating it was now 1:00AM. I yawned, and reluctantly gathered my things to leave. I pulled on my high heels that I’d stored under my desk, and I walked out of the office, locking it as I left. Halfway, to my car, I realized I’d forgotten my blazer jacket. But carrying my box full of files, and juggling my car keys, I decided it wasn’t worth the extra trip to go back. I quickened my pace, motivated by the cool breeze biting at the bare skin revealed by my lacy tanktop. In the darkness, I blushed, glad that no one around to see my nipples harden in the cold.
When I finally reached my car, parked a few spots away from the nearest streetlight, I sighed in relief. There was something slightly creepy about walking alone in an empty parking lot in the dark hours of the night. I propped the files against my car, and fumbled for the keys. In the shadows, it was difficult to find what I was looking for. Finally, I had the keys in hand, and reached to unlock the door to the backseat. It was a struggle to simultaneously open the door and balance the files against my hip, but somehow, I managed. With the door open, I bent over to set the heavy box in the back seat. I congratulated myself on managing to make it this far without dropping them, and I ducked back outside the car, pulling my skirt back into place.
When I turned to open the driver side door, my hand brushed against something. I glanced to my left and screamed when I saw the outline of a large man in the shadows. Quickly, I tried to open the door, but he grabbed my wrist, and pushed me up against the car. My keys dropped, and I struggled to move under his weight, screaming louder this time.
Suddenly, a second pair of hands reached around from my right and pressed a large piece of duct tape across my lips. I tried, in vain, to scream, but it just sounded like muffled moaning. I continued struggling, but I could barely move. I felt the second pair of hands brush against the bare skin of my calves, and I froze. Duct tape was wrapped tightly around them, binding my legs together. Tears were running down my face, and I kept screaming from behind the tape covering my mouth.
I felt laughter, and warm breath against my neck.
“You know, all that moaning is really turning me on, baby. Your coworkers said you were a frigid ice queen, but the way you’re carrying on, I think you’re enjoying this.”
Panic rose in my chest. How did he know my coworkers?
“That’s right, honey, I was hired by a few of your office mates to show you your place. They’re sick of you walking around in your skirts and heels, impressing the boss, and never giving any of them the time of day.”
He laughed again. “Looks like you should have just had dinner with one of the poor bastards. Would have been easier on you. But not as fun for me, that’s for sure. And I’m going to have fun with you, bitch, you can count on that”
Suddenly, he pulled my wrists behind my back, and they too were secured with duct tape. A blindfold was tied roughly over my eyes, and he opened the door to the backseat, shoving me in onto the floor. A blanket was tossed over me, and the door was closed. He got into the front seat and started the car, and I heard the passenger door open. The second assailant got in, and I was surprised to hear a woman’s voice when she spoke to him as he started the car.
“Mmm, baby, this is going to be so fun. Our last projects haven’t been nearly as sexy. Do we have to give her back?”
Although I couldn’t see her, her voice was sweet and velvet smooth, and sounded like it belonged to a gorgeous face. I shuddered to think of a woman being so enthusiastic about kidnapping another woman.
The man answered swiftly. “Of course we have to give her back. We don’t get paid if we keep the bitch. But don’t worry, baby, you’ll get all the time in the world to play with our new toy. In the meantime, you know what to do.”
Something sharp entered my thigh, and at once, I started to feel drowsy.
The woman’s whispered voice was the last thing I heard before I passed out. “I can’t wait til I have you between my legs, begging to be allowed to lick my pussy.”
*******
“Wake up, slut!”
The voice echoed in the room, as if ten people were shouting at me at once. My head throbbed, and I reluctantly opened my eyes. I was greeted with the image of a naked woman, tied to a metal table on the ceiling. Remembering what had happened, I tried desperately to get up, but my hands and feet were tied down to something. I looked again at the ceiling, and realized I was looking at a mirror. In horror, I realized I was the woman spread out and tied naked to the table. I screamed, and the sound was no longer muffled by tape.
“Where am I? What the hell do you think you’re doing?!”
The loud voice spoke again, and I could now see the speaker in the wall that it was coming from. “You’re perfectly safe. And as I told you before, you’re going to be taught your proper place in life. If you cooperate, this will be easier. But if you want us to have more fun, feel free to struggle. “
I pulled hard at the ties on my wrists. “You sick pig! I’m sure as hell not going to make this easier on you. You’re going to fucking let me go!”
Laughter boomed over the speaker. “Let you go? No. But yes, there will be fucking. So shut your mouth, and enjoy the show, bitch. Don’t worry, we’ll be back to put you out of your misery in a few hours.”
With that, the mirrored image I was staring at disappeared, and was replaced with video of a girl secured on all fours in a cage, with a collar around her neck. She stared at the camera lustfully, and seemed to be whispering something over and over. The volume was suddenly turned up, and I could hear her saying, “Please, fuck me! It’s been days, I need to feel your hard cock in my pussy! Fuck me, I’m begging you!”
On the screen, a tall muscular man walked into the room, and my breath caught. There was nothing gorgeous about his face, but the way he moved sent shivers down my spine. It was the slow confident gait of a predator on the hunt. He was dressed simply in a business suit, and there was a noticeable bulge against the fabric between his legs.
“You know you’re not supposed to speak before spoken to, slut. If I want to fuck you, I will. Since you’ve disobeyed, I’m not going to. Instead, Diana will teach you some manners.”
Just then, a tall woman with long black hair entered the picture. Diana, I assumed. She wore a black bra, and a skirt that left little to the imagination. Her full lips were pursed in a way that was both sexy and stern. She was holding a leather leash in her well-manicured fingers, and she dangled it loosely in front of the cage.
“So you want to be fucked, you little slut?”
The girl whimpered pathetically from behind the metal bars. “I do. Please, Mistress, I’m begging you. I can’t take it anymore!”
Diana smiled ferociously and bent over the cage, sticking her finger through the bars. “Suck my finger, slut. Show me how you’d suck the Master’s long hard cock.”
I cringed at the depravity of the situation, but felt an odd sensation spreading through my body as I watched the collared girl wrap her lips around Diana’s finger. The sensation grew as the girl greedily sucked and licked the finger, her brown eyes full of lustful desperation.
Diana suddenly withdrew her finger. “No, I don’t think that’s right at all. You’ll have to show me what else you can do with that mouth, you useless whore.”
The girl nearly cried. “Anything, Mistress, I’m sorry for disappointing you”
Diana stood up, and unlocked the cage. At once the girl padded out on her hands and knees, with her head lowered. Diana knelt down and secured the leash to the collar around the girl’s neck. As she stood up, Diana viciously tugged on the leash, pulling the girl’s head upwards.
“Now, tell me what a good little slut you are, and I might let you prove that your tight cunt deserves to be pounded by the Master’s cock”
The girl looked into Diana’s eyes. “I am a good little slut. My pussy is aching to be filled, Mistress!”
Diana pulled once more on the leash and walked the girl towards a chair in the corner. She sat heavily against the leather, and spread her legs wide. “Now, my little fuck toy, I want you to take off my panties.”
The girl reached her hands up to move the skirt away, and Diana yanked roughly on the leash while slapping the girl’s hand away. “You stupid slut, you know how you’re supposed to take them off.”
The tall man was suddenly standing behind the girl, grabbing her wrists, then holding them up behind her back. He locked eyes with Diana and smiled. “You heard what she said, slut, use that mouth the way we taught you.”
On her knees, the girl bent forward, nudging the skirt away with her nose. She hesitantly thrust her head further between Diana’s legs and struggled to grasp the lace panties in her teeth. As she pulled back one side and then the next, the strange sensation in my body grew once more. I closed my eyes and tried to will the feeling away.
When I opened them, the panties were around Diana’s ankles, and the girl’s head was nestled tightly between Diana’s legs. The camera zoomed, and I watched as the girl’s tongue lapped at the shaved pussy with long strokes. I’d never watched porn in my life, and I’d certainly never seen a woman lick another woman’s pussy. I imagined the taste, and immediately felt sick at the thought. However, the strange sensation spread once more.
The man standing behind the girl bent forward and kissed Diana as the girl continued to work away. The girl’s tongue circled rapidly around Diana’s clitoris, and suddenly, the woman’s hips bucked forward forcefully. The girl tried to pull away, but Diana held the leash taught, and the man held her head from behind, pinning her lips to the trembling pussy.
Diana looked down at the girl “Oh you are a good little slut. You like eating my pussy, don’t you, you dirty girl?”
The girl, face full of wet pussy, couldn’t answer.
“What do you think, Master, does this little whore deserve to suck your cock?”
The man responded by dropping the girl’s wrists, unzipping his pants and freeing the huge bulge that had been growing steadily between his legs. At the sight of his hard thick cock in his hand, my breath caught. It was at least 10 inches long, and as thick as three of my fingers. I’d never seen a cock like that in my life.
“You have three seconds to have my cock in your mouth, my little fuck toy”
Diana dropped the leash, and the girl turned quickly towards the man, wrapping her lips softly around the head of his dick. She looked up, expectantly, towards the man, and he grabbed a handful of her hair, forcing his throbbing cock deeper into her mouth. “Mmm yeah, that’s it you useless slut, show me what you’re good for. Show me how badly you want my cock.”
The girl moved her lips steadily up and down the shaft, in time with her hand that was also wrapped around the giant cock. She moaned loudly, and her other hand began to drift towards her own pussy. Diana caught this movement, and grabbed the girl’s arm before a single finger could touch her glistening hole.
“Master, look at this stupid slut, she was trying to please herself while she had your cock in her mouth, as if that wasn’t already pleasure enough.”
The man thrust his cock deeper into the girl’s mouth, allowing his balls to slap heavily against her chin. “And I was about to fuck you too. You greedy slut, your pussy doesn’t deserve my cock.”
He began to fuck her mouth harder and faster than before. The girl choked several times, and struggled weakly against the large hands holding her head securely in place. The man closed his eyes and suddenly stopped the motion, locked deep in her throat. “Fuck yeah, swallow that cum you little slut.”
After a moment, he pulled his cock out of her mouth, allowing the last few jets of cum to splatter against her cheek. “You missed some, you bitch.”
Diana reached down and wiped the cum off the girl’s face with two fingers. “Clean it off my fingers, slut.”
The girl eagerly sucked the man’s cum off Diana’s fingers. Afterwards, she licked her lips. “Thank you for letting me suck your cock, Master. Please, will you fuck me now?”
The man laughed and walked away. The girl’s face fell. Diana pulled on the leash, and led the girl back to the cage on her hands and knees. She removed the leash and locked the door once more. Walking away, Diana addressed the girl. “Maybe if you’re a good little slut, he’ll fuck you tomorrow. Don’t you dare touch yourself either. You know what will happen if you do.”
With that, the video ended, and the mirrored image returned. Staring up at the ceiling, I was shocked to see a large wet spot between my legs. I was ashamed to admit how horny I suddenly felt; how much I wondered what that huge cock would feel like in my own pussy. Quickly, I reminded myself of the situation, and tried to suppress the thoughts of being fucked senselessly. It was wrong. It was just so wrong.
The man’s voice echoed suddenly, this time from across the room, and not on the loud speaker as before. “What did you think of that, slut?”
Ripped from my silent turmoil, I responded quickly. “I.. It was disgusting. Terrible.”
His hand touched my thigh, and I moaned inadvertently.
He lifted his hand and chuckled to himself. “If it was so terrible, why are you moaning, my pet?”
Caught in my own lie, I offered no reply.
He leaned closer towards my face and shouted. “Answer me, slut!
I stared defiantly at the ceiling instead.
Without warning, he suddenly plunged two fingers into my pussy. They slipped in easily, and I couldn’t help but moan again. He withdrew his fingers suddenly and held them over my face.
“I’ll ask you again. If it was so terrible, why are you moaning? Why is your fucking cunt dripping wet? Hmm? Tell me why, you little slut.”
Humiliated, I looked away from his smoldering blue eyes and, once again, refused to answer.
He slapped my face, and held my gripped my jaw with his wet fingers. “You will answer me, you little cunt. That slap is just a taste of what you’ll get if you don’t.”
My cheek throbbed, and I fought back tears. I swallowed hard and decided to reply. “The video was terrible. I don’t know why my… why it’s wet.”
“Say it. Say you don’t know why your pussy is wet.”
His words rippled through me, and my cheeks felt hot beneath his stare. For some reason, I felt compelled to follow his instructions.
I looked away once more. “I don’t know why my pussy is wet.”
He released my jaw. “That’s a good little slut. See how easy it is if you just answer me in the first place? I know why your pussy is wet. It’s wet because it turned you on, watching that girl lick Diana’s wet pussy and suck my hard cock. Isn’t that right, you cunt?”
“…I guess”
He walked to the end of the table, toward my feet, and paused. “You liked watching her being led around on a leash, like a dog. Like the dirty slut she is. You liked seeing her used and abused, begging to be fucked like a whore. Tell me how right I am, you little slut.”
I closed my eyes and whispered my answer, praying he would stop making me answer these questions. “You’re right. I liked it.”
“You liked what, my pet?”
“I liked seeing that girl get treated like a slut.”
He smiled, and rested his hand against my thigh once more. I moaned again.
“Good girl. That’s what I like to hear. You deserve a little reward for your obedience.”
Ashamed, I immediately thought of his cock again. And how it would feel buried deep in my wet pussy. I blushed, and wished I could hide my face from his cruel stare.
“Not so frigid now, are you, my little slut? You look like you’re just dying to have my cock stuck deep inside your wet cunt.”
His fingers brushed against my pussy, and I gasped. He continued to trace his fingers up and down my thighs, occasionally returning to tease my dripping cunt.
“Is that what you want? Do you want me to fuck you?”
He thrust two fingers inside me then, and I moaned my answer.
“That sounds like a yes to me.”
I couldn’t deny that I was more turned on than I’d ever been before this. However, I felt humiliated and ashamed of my own secret desires. This shame seemed to only add to the fires burning in my pussy. I wanted this man to fuck me senseless, and I didn’t care what dirty names he called me while he did it.
The man pulled his fingers from my wet cunt, and held them over my face once more. Leaning in close so that his lips brushed my earlobe, he whispered his next words. “I’ll fuck you on one condition, slut. You’re going to lick your pussy juice off my fingers. Now.”
Feeling his whispered command wash over me, I obediently opened my mouth, as if in a trance. At that moment, I would have done anything to have him ride me until this burning desire ended.
He immediately lowered his fingers just above my lips, forcing me to strain my head forward with the effort of trying to lick them. My tongue was stretched out as far as it would go, but I still couldn’t reach his glistening fingers. I grew frustrated, trying desperately to taste my pussy juice as he instructed. A few more moments passed, but I was unable to stretch far enough to reach his fingers. Laughing, he withdrew his fingers and wiped them on my chest.
“You must have really wanted me to fuck you, you little slut. How naïve of you to believe I’d actually allow you that release so early into our fun. You’re stupider than you look. And by far the easiest woman I’ve ever had to break as well. Most girls last at least the day. It only took one video to make you putty in my hands. I’m going to enjoy you, my pet. You can count on that.”
He turned suddenly and walked away, calling over his shoulder.
“I’ll be back later. But don’t worry; I’ll leave some more videos on for you to watch. I know how much you like them, and I want you good and wet for this evening. Diana is just itching to let you earn your collar and leash like the rest of our fuck toys.”
Staring at the mirror as it began to fade away, I started to cry. I knew my life as I had known it was over forever.

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