The oysters were perfection and the wine was the ideal accompaniment. Next Thomas ordered an Indian dish, Butter Chicken. It arrived with assorted chutneys and breads. All through the meal Thomas kept one shoe-less foot or the other in Sophies crotch, she was constantly on the verge of climaxing but he was careful to pull back as soon as her skin flushed and she moaned softly.

"Now Maggot I believe that we are owed a tad bit of discipline for our naughty behavior? Am I right Maggot?" "arf! arf!" whimpered Linda as she tried to remain upright upon her knees and remain as still as possible while trying to thrust her lassoed, purple, ballooned breasts up higher to relive the ripping pain coursing through them. "Lets see now; the last time we and Piglet tried to escape we were promise a little digit snip, snip were we not Maggot?" A wave of fear washed over Linda burning its way to the very core of her soul as she watched the sadistic teen open and close the tin sheers in his left hand. "arf! arf!" "Very well then I think that

IX Amy looked up uncertainly. She saw Beth already mounted on Lucky. She saw Daphne de Winter mounted on Caligula and Julia Michaels mounted on her Big Foot. All stared her right back at her. ;Im not certain that this is a good idea. In fact, Im very certain that this isnt a good idea.; Amy had no love of riding. She was larger than most of the girls who rode and not all Ponies could carry her comfortably.

Part Ownership Part Ownership I know it might sound odd that I enjoy being owned, but thats how it is. I dont think of myself as a standard issue SM slave- I dont walk around in trashy outfits, juggling my mounds of fat in an overstuffed dress- but I suppose you could call me that. I prefer to think of myself as a concubine, a well-trained pleasure model, if you will. Also, highly entertaining and intellectual. The body is not the only thing that must be amused, and my owner

. The men The headrest was slipped back a little, and before Helena could get her thoughts together, one of the men was there, holding his rigid cock down to her lips. He pulled the skin back and showed her the dark red head, already shiny with precum, which was welling up in the slit as she looked. She felt another man move between her spread legs, and the blunt head of a mans cock being pressed onto her wet sex. Her skin stretched wide to accept it as he leaned his weight forward and drove over inches of hard flesh like a spike up her

For the next several weeks, she was put through a regiment of exercise. She protested initially, finally cooperating after reasoning that exercise was far better than the interminable boredom she faced doing nothing in her room. After several weeks of exercise, during which her body regained much of the muscle tone it had lost during her long time under sedation, Jerry, accompanied by the men who had overtaken her previously, visited her once again. Her struggles on this occasion were no less desperate.

Chapter "Roasted." The hunting knife sliced into Marshas belly like a hot knife into butter. Her executioner pushed the blade upwards to her breast bone and then down- wards to her pubic mound. The tip of the blade cut through intestines and organs. Marsha felt every movement and its associated pain. Tears streamed down her face as she felt a hand reach into her open body and scoop out her organs. Cool air flowed into the space left behind by the organs and it sent cold shockwaves throughout her body. The man let the organs fall to the floor.

Two Wives in Bondage Earlier this morning, while Suzie had been fussing getting her self and the girls ready, I had taken a low chair from the dining table, placed it into the middle of the by livingdining room that occupied the center portion of our long rectangular house, and placed a bag on the chair. Martha said, ;I Obey you, I accept your Discipline, Chastise me whichever way you choose.; ;Very good; I said as I lashed her hands together with an eight foot piece of braided line ;I will treat you as your husband has instructed. Stand up.; With her eyes downcast Martha silently and with surprising grace rose to her feet. ;Turn around; I said, then fastening a

Now Pamela, why do you need to be punished?" Pam was shocked to hear herself say, "I did not ask you for the time. Your watch is large, so I noticed you were wearing one right away." "Correct again. I do believe there may be some living brain cells inside your head." Mr. Stone said. "For your punishment, I am going to teach you a lesson about waiting." her teach quietly that Pam was immediately aware she would not be able to

Mistress Christy flopped backwards into the special chair for pleasure...it had a reclining back and two low arms at an angle to allow the one to be pleasured to raise and spread her legs wide with plenty of support to completely relax...as she raised her skirts, I could see that she was without knickers and that she had a well trimmed and now gaping cunt which was already glistening with her juices. The hood that had been placed over my head was tight and quite restricting, but thankfully not restricting my natural senses, but certainly raising my temperature a bit in both senses! So Master really had been looking after me all this time...