Bdsm Discipline


Trouble at hogsmeeds Dark Deeds

As Lilith return to her class room she sat down at her desk. The secret door in the middle of the room open and Jill came in still nude. She walk over and went threw a stack of papers need grade and pull one. She wrote on it and summons an owl to take it to the student. Lilith: what are u doing. Jill: I have a plan she smirk. We need to talk. An hour latter Lara came walking in.  A tall blonde elf. She long pointed ears and a body that would make any super model worry . She a nice set of medium breast c size the were a little saggy. And a ass that made Jill horny for her. Her were a dark glowing green the was put anyone she wanted under her spell.

18 year old schoolgirls trespass on property owned by kinky dominatrix

Sarah and Liz were two 18 year old schoolgirls all decked out in their green blazers, green skirts, green leotards, white collared shirts, green socks, and black shoes. Liz was medium skin toned, medium tits with sharp pointing nipples, brown hair, brown eyes and a slender build. Sarah was a redhead with big tits, fair freckled skin, athletic body from gymnastics and blue eyes.They were both rich one a daughter of a lawyer and the other a daughter of a prison warden. They were coming home one September day late from school due to working on a project. The Catholic School was strict and the two young ladies were well disciplined. They were walking on a nature trail to go home when Liz had an ...

The Wife Yasmine and Her Pakistani Master

Yasmine is a beautiful white girl with a nice beautiful big fat ass that jiggles a lot and beautiful fat 36 d tits and her husband goes to work daily not knowing what goes on from behind his back. One day she wakes up in her tight pink pants and her tight white revealing top she waves her beautiful long red/brown hair out of bed and her husband gets his suit on ready to go. They have breakfast and he kisses her and leaves.

Girls Play Tent at Nude Camp

The girls around the block put their request with my stepdaughter to attend the "nudist colony" for the weekend. We joined about 7 years ago and it has been the best investment any incestuous family could make...We have a few BDSM friends at the camp site who occupy the basement in the main clubhouse. Usually they have a few sex slaves but when they have unsuspecting first timers who need constant attention, our friends put on quite a show for the camp site. This is my 3rd marriage in 10 years.

In Car Teaser, gets set up! (true story) "part 2 of 3"

John turned round as he walked away, Looking forward to meeting you again "he said" louise replied, It will be in your wet dreams tonight!. He laughed and said "Yes Probably" & thanks again. Louise waved bye bye! we drove away. "OH MY GOD, Where the fuck! did you find him?", she said"I laughed" A dogging site! "I replied". DOGGING? "she said" (with a confused look on her face). I explained what i was told about dogging from a friend at work. She said, So you joined a dogging site? "laughing""I said" YEAH, When you told me the other night you didn't know how you would react if one of those lads had grabbed your top to get your tits out i wanted to make it reality for you.

In Car Teaser, gets set up! (true sex story) "part 1"

I came home from work about 6.30pm, I unlocked the door and walked in to find Louise had just got out of the shower and was walking up the stairs with a towel round her.She asked me how my day was then went on to ask if we were going out for a meal as she didn't fancy cooking.I agreed and told her i would get a quick shower first!. I went into the bedroom after my shower to get dressed.she was already dressed ready to go out but had a very sexy black mini v neck dress with stockings and knee boots on the bed. I asked her why they were out and she said shes going to put them on after our meal so we can go asking for directions and get a couple of pics while were out too.

The Sex Is So Much Better When He's Mad At Me

I love rough, angry make up sex. The kind of sex that leaves you dirty, sweaty, sore, and breathless. And if I'm being completely honest with you, I admit that sometimes I'll initiate an argument on purpose, just so we can make up afterwards, but last night I didn't have to do that. No, last night I felt the tension as soon as he walked through the door. I was sitting in my office at my computer, paying some bills and sipping on a cup of hot tea. I had my Facebook open and my chat was on. I had been talking to a guy that my husband doesn't particularly care for (and, in his defense, for good reason). This guy that I was talking to (we'll call him Army Guy), he wants to fuck me.

Abigail, part two

The Club. Their invitations arrived in a pink envelope in Monday morning's post. Neither of them had really expected their application to be successful, but now that it was and had become a reality, their excitement was tinged with some trepidation.

Jemma

It looks like a rape, but read on and discover that it isn't. The following story is based on the imagination of a reader who has given permission for the use of her ideas. For the sake of privacy, her name will not be published and does not bare any resemblance to the characters portrayed herein. The beginning is entirely her story, with only editorial alterations, background, in fills and the conclusion on my part. As with all of the works posted by me, under my name, it is protected by international copyright and may not be copied, published or posted under any other name without express permission of the author.

Role play

Occasionally, just occasionally, role play in the bedroom takes on a whole new intensity and, instead of role playing; the person becomes the role and is taken to another dimension. Occasionally, what starts out as a fantasy, stitched into a session of sex, soon becomes a situation, where anything becomes possible. Where inhibitions are left behind and the participants are removed from the real world of stresses and strife to a place, totally overtaken by the acts of present and future, lust and promise of fulfillment. The following is one such event; where the players become the played and all plans become secondary to the unfolding events, where the scene is the lasting real part of a fiction.