Finally, the old woman tosses the bloodied whip aside. The prince had fallen to his hands and knees sometime during the whipping. His back and ass was torn with many small cuts, still bleeding. He was crying aloud, tears streaming down his face. "Stop that mewling, boy!" The old woman said sharply, "Stop it at once or youll get more." The prince heard this threat clearly, despite his misery.

The moment the old Oriental settled down beside her on the mattressed bunk, and she began to inhale the long thin weed he had lit for her, she knew this was a much more potently strong reefer than the one she had forced herself to smoke in his office. Susan inhaled deeply. She didnt know what else to do. She appreciated the fact that she was in a tight corner. She had already formed the opinion that this Agency might well be the lead that would give them a clue

"No!" Susan shrieked when Bartelli shouted his invitation. She tried to get up, but Bartellis weight and her bound hands kept her helpless. With a pitiful cry, she turned her head away as the door opened. "Hi there!" Bartelli said, chuckling obscenely as he punctuated his greeting with a particularly hard thrust into Susans ass. "Good evening, sir," she heard a voice say from the door. "I am Mr. Townsends chauffer.

She had just moved into her very own new house. She had been dreaming about this for years. every room was filled with boxes waiting to be opened and sorted. one of the first things she sets up is her computer. no need in doing the rest of the house without music! of course she checks her email in hopes of recieving a message from any one of her many interested men. sure enough, her friend Jon had sent her a message wishing her luck with

Suddenly I heard a high-pitched voice: "What the fu- Oh my gawd!" I whirled around and there was Denise standing behind me to my right. She had her hand over her mouth, and I could swear she was concealing a big grin. I immediate threw down her shoe and in one fluid motion yanked my pants up around my throbbing dick. Only it didnt work out so well. My left foot slipped out of my pants so when I tried to pull my pants up I could only pull up the right pant leg.

Sue was relieved and started to close the door back up, but Judy stopped her. She said, "you dont have to walk naked this time, but I want you outside. Get on the hood and spread your legs wide apart. You can ride like that the rest of the way." "Ppppppllllllleeeeaaasseeee, no," cried sue. "Move it slut and get up on the hood. youll make such a pretty hood ornament for everyone to see," said Judy. Slowly sue got out of the car, thinking it would be quicker getting home this way

The school year was approaching the Thanksgiving holiday break. Roberts studies were continuing in a satisfactory manner and the extra activities with his Mistress were also very much on track. He had overheard Agnes and Jane discussing a cruise to the island of St. Thomas for the Thanksgiving holiday. Robert expected to be taken along. He mentally selected clothes he would take, and the fun he would have with his Mistress,

Chapter II: A Few Changes Brenda made a mental note to evaluate her actions more carefully in order to avoid the curse that went with her new ability. Eager and curious to see how it worked, Brenda made her way over to her dorms small wall mirror. She looked in it and decided to test out the ability with something small. She looked at her hair and imagined it changing colors from brunette to blonde. She firmly believed in the "blondes have more fun" stereotype, so she decided shed try out being a

She laid out the restraints while I went to the restroom. Blushing a deep red, I undressed in front of Lauren until I was down to the leather thong underwear I bought for the occasion. She smiled and complimented me on my body, which made me blush even more. I asked her if the ballgag was really necessary and she told me that it was Jesses gift and that I shouldnt be able to influence Jesses decisions once she got home.

Toes Master watched carefully as she scrubbed, dried and put the morning dishes. Seeing the scraps of egg, sausage and toast made her realize just how famished she was. The change from the warm, thick medical diet to the handful of hard, tasteless morsels shed been fed earlier had affected her. Shed felt hunger ever since her arrival here, but now, the grumbling of her stomach was overwhelmed only by the cramping caused by her overfilled bladder. Once the dishes were done, the Master continued to supervise toe in the rest of her morning