Bondage and restriction - Page 84

The following Story is Fictional it was just supposed to be one meeting and done, at least that's what they told me last night. " FUCK ITS 9AM." I roll over almost falling out of my bed, frantically trying to locate my shoes, moving box after box, " They have to be here somewhere

It's the break we have been waiting for one that does not involve us taking any off days at work. You get done with your shopping trips and breakfast duties with your folks and finally have some you time. And of course, you have month end work to look into

My life changed one night when I was simply leaving work with my boss. It had been a good day. I even had a successful flirting session with two ladies, who I supposed where friends. One was an Asian woman, older than me, but very attractive

This is a story written by my friend and me, this is our first story so please give constructive feedback

Kinky Evening in the park Bondage, kinky, wife, secret threesome For almost a year now, Sally and I had been experimenting with a little innocent bondage. She had enjoyed me tying her to the bedposts with silk scarfs

Ona was still far from finished, my little display had added fuel to the fire and she wanted to make sure I knew my place. Her thrusts were deep and slow, taking her time to enjoy every centimetre of her thick six inches sliding into me

<p>There had been no time for goodbyes. No time to pack or even to blow a farewell kiss to her homeland. There had been no time for anything.</p> <p>They had simply run

Chapter 5: Hannah vs. 100+ Outlaws Hannah did not know what time she fell asleep, but she did know that despite her fatigue it took her at least a few hours. She cried the entire time too

The destruction of Aisha Section Two It was a good thing Aisha was so familiar with her daily routine. Despite being tired from the late night with her newfound God. He was all she could think about

When I was a younger man I lived in a wooded area out side the city of Vancouver Washington. I used to love going out into this tree farm and masturbate

Jason Fremont sat on his bed, watching his sister “sleep” on the bed. She wasn’t sleeping, not really, he knew

Part Fifteen: Who You’re Meant to Be Chapter Fifty ZANDER “Make way for the queen!” the crier yelled. One goblin rang a bell, another blared a farting trumpet, a third struck a snare with a military cadence, and the crowd roared with laughter

Part 11: "Don't think you'll be able to break me so easily," Betty scoffed. Her pride was admirable, considering her position. We were in Elise's guest room and I had Betty tied to the bed with a bandana covering her eyes

I started my sexcapades at a young age. Dad divorced mom when I was 5 years old. I lived with my mom and my younger sister. I was about 10 when I first started jerking my cock. I loved cumming, and would jack off just about anywhere. I think I wanted to get caught and be punished

(Author's Note: Constructive critism only, please. Your proper help would make me better.) My wife, Amy, always had been the submissive one in our sex life. In the outside world, we always have maintained a status of mutual respect and trust