"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.

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,

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

His nose was all but touching hers. "Nod if you understand." She understood. Oh my god, she understood - but she couldnt believe what she was hearing. "Good girl." Viv took half a step back, then slid his other hand inside her jacket as well, palms of each hand crushing her breasts through her clothing and then tweaking the nipples harshly with his fingertips. Trisha and Nikki winced, smiling. "Nice tits, girl. But Terry, youre the one who knows about knockers," said the ringleader. "If youd care to give your expert opinion?" Viv stood aside and let the little olive

I keep a close eye on the time as I sit at my desk, it would not pay to be late for my appointment. I arrive and enter the apartment at my Masters direction. I kneel in front of my Master, naked, after removing all of my clothing, at his command. I stretch my body tall, lean back and pull my shoulders back to allow him the best view and the best access to my heavy breasts.

Connie and Jackie asked him what was next on the agenda. He didnt respond to their question but turned to Sarah and Sandy and asked them if they had ever been fucked in the ass. They both replied in unison with a firm, ;NO!; He told them that one of them was going to get fucked in the ass. They began shuddering at the thought. Jackie and Connie both clapped their hands in delight at the thought of witnessing this new

Now we worked on her head until there was a proper gag in her mouth along with earplugs, nostril inserts and a tightly laced leather discipline helmet connected to the head of the jacket. We belted a light brown buckskin riding skirt around her waist and a matching, armless fringed jacket about her upper body. To top off the outfit I settled a leather Stetson on her head with the strap tight under her chin. The gag she had earned at lunch was reinforced with an extra strap. She was struggling to hold herself off the dildo with her legs but then her eyes went wide as she saw what was in my hand. I slowly put the c coin in the slot and the machine started its

Somewhere over the Atlantic, April Revenge Fritz enjoyed his new job. It was only part time and the only route he worked on was M-Air route from Amsterdam to Miami. A former colonel from the Dutch army had started M-Air, a discount airline company. Fritz was approached by the manager and accepted the job as a flight attendant on the spot. In a way he was sad for leaving Ann and the twins in charge, but at the other