The girl I had dreamed aboutthe girl that had figured in my every erotic fantasy. At school she had been head girl; three years above me and probably a million light years away from ever looking my way. Head girls dont talk to lowly th . Graders, I wonder if in fact if they ever see them? Not that I am not worthy of a look. Even though I would never say it through modesty, I am good looking although only five feet eight inches tall.

When I left for work that morning she asked me not to be late coming home as she had planned a surprise for me that should make me crazy with desire. That pretty well shot my day as I spent so much time fantasizing over what she had planned I got very little work done. When I got home there was a note on the door telling me she was waiting for me in the rec-room. It turned out that my fantasies at work were nothing compared to the sight I saw when I walked into

Patty Pine : PM, Wednesday August st, Elizabeths Whipping Now it was my turn to get to work. She had me clean off the whip with alcohol and clean up the spattered blood droplets. Then she had me go and get a really nasty whip to use on Elizabeth. A five tailed, thirty incher with five knots on every strand. I also swear it was made from a heavier lamp cord. This was about the nastiest whip I have ever seen.

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.

Again I was with him in my bedroom. And my mind was swirling around with lots of fantasies, lots of thoughts about how he submitted to me when we were in the car... and than, how I wanted to show him my cruelty again for the rest of the night... Though he knew it already, he was always ready to submit more n more... to please me immensely. I had blindfolded him and bound him on chair, naked, hands behind the back and ankles bound to the chair-legs.

That night Tracy ordered Sarah to lie down on the bed and fastened her wrists and ankles to the four corner posts using lined shackles and chains she produced from a box under her bed. Sarah was now fastened spreadeagled to the bed. Tracy began to make slow love to her slave. She started with a long passionate, probing kiss then she nibbled her ears after which she moved to Sarahs neck. Gently she continued kissing and nibbling. Moving on down she continued to cover every centimetre of the beautiful body with kisses, pausing every so often to nibble and nip.

. 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

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.

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...