From the gweizai's Blog ; Flying Return Madam requested my presence before Her for a brief period upon Her return from Cebu. She had told me that She would be in need of a tongue service at the end of a long flight, so I duly made all the arrangements at an airport hotel. As usual my stomach lurched when I saw Madam appearing through the arrivals door, it is remarkable how fantastic She can look at the end of such long and tiring flights. As She approached me I went to my knee and kissed the back of Her hand – welcoming Her back. At the hotel Madam took some time to shower and freshen up whilst I unpacked Her bag then readied myself at the end of the bed as per my now well drilled practice. When She settled down in front of me I commenced my most dedicated worship of Her feet, all the time murmuring my complete joy in Her return and presence. I wanted to enjoy the experience as long as I possibly could, and Madam permitted me to roam over Her beautiful body showering adoration upon it. Eventually however She became impatient for me to get down to the serious business, and I was directed in no uncertain manner to Her treasure. My attention was fully focused on delivering Madam Her joy and release. I tongued Her anal canal as deeply as I could – something that I know Madam takes great delight in. I used my tongue and fingers as I had been trained and felt Madam’s tension rising. When She orgasms on the tip of my tongue I feel I am in heaven – waves of pleasure course through me. From Madam’s sighing and heaving I was quite certain She was enjoying Her own waves of pleasure also, and as She came down from the peak I was permitted to remain at rest with my head at Her feet as She recovered. For the remainder of the day it was for me the pure pleasure of simply being in Madam’s company from a vanilla perspective. Madam would be completely irresistible in a vanilla setting – I had always said to Madam that had we met in vanilla circumstances I would be absolutely head over heels fallen for Her. Madam’s response was that She would probably ignore me in such circumstance! It is my complete dedication and servitude that makes me a valued asset to Her, and I am grateful for the position I have been granted. After an early afternoon dinner Madam simply dismissed me with instructions to text Her early in the morning. She was quite tired from the travel and had no further need for me. I departed, my thoughts consumed of the Lady who I simply worship.

23 April 2020

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The benefits of having a well trained gweizai in my Lifestyle, an extract from his Blog A work related Sydney Appointment; Madam has summoned me to present myself before Her whilst on a work related visit into the CBD. I was once again consumed by feelings of excitement, anticipation & nervousness in equal measure. On the evening of my presentation I received texted instructions as to where we were to meet – an executive suite in the city – & when (with the unwritten expectation that I was to knock on the door not one minute earlier or one minute later as I had already learnt from my previous training). At the appointed time I knocked on the door to Madam’s suite, & as the door opened I was once again privileged to stand before the most remarkably attractive Lady who I openly acknowledge as my Superior & my Controller. She was, as always, dressed & presented impeccably. Beautiful cream coloured heels, with white trousers which I recognized from one of my favourite (vanilla) photos that Madam has shared with me – where She is standing gazing serenely into the camera dressed in the most beautiful white suit. And I was thrilled to note that She was wearing the grey top that we had previously purchased during our shopping expedition in Manila (see my blog entry from Manila (Day 2)). However Madam spent little time on formalities before taking complete control. She settled herself on the lounge & instructed me to strip & crawl to Her feet. I quickly complied & as I knew I should from my training, I took Her feet & kissed them in worship & acknowledgment of my complete subservience to Her. I knelt before Her with my head down, but before I had any time to think about my surrender before Her I suddenly felt a series of stinging slaps across my face. Madam had indeed not forgotten a previous indiscretion & inappropriate assumptions. I proceeded to receive quite a verbal & physical assault from Madam whilst I humbly & sincerely apologized & groveled & begged for forgiveness at Her feet. It seemed Madam’s punishment of me was quite a turn on for Her (as it was – albeit a painful one – for me). She proceeded to undress & simply demand that I pleasure Her with my tongue. I of course was eager & willing to comply, & proceeded to lick, suck, kiss & worship Her in every way that I could think would give Her pleasure & as She guided & demanded. It was an extraordinarily special moment for me, the giving of myself to Madam’s pleasure, & I was rewarded with Her words & sounds of encouragement, approval & ultimately Her release. After Madam’s pleasure had been fully satisfied She required me to remain naked at Her feet as She expressed Her thoughts, desires & considerations on a variety of matters that were of our mutual interest & benefit. It was again a privilege to converse with a Woman of such intelligence & purpose, I find so many aspects of this Woman so incredibly remarkable in so many respects. Unfortunately all too soon I was dismissed by Her, (She had a dinner engagement with Her boss) with a parting instruction that I may be required the following evening. I could only hope! The next day I was thrilled to receive an instruction from Madam that the required me to be at Her feet once again. The absolute surge of pleasure when receiving such instruction from Madam is quite overwhelming. I again knocked on Her door at the correct time, & was once again directed to strip & crawl to Her feet. Quite automatically I took Her beautiful feet in my hands & worshipped them, then knelt before Her as She told me what use She had for me this particular evening. Madam’s first use for me was to once again require my services with my tongue. There is no bound to the pleasure that I receive when I am given the opportunity to pleasure Madam. I feel that She has moulded, trained & “broken” me to the stage where I only gain pleasure when I know that I am pleasing Madam. And judging by Madam’s responses as I worshipped Her I was pleasing Her on this particular occasion. So with Madam’s words & hands & moans guiding me, I gave myself completely to the task of serving my Controller – solely & wholly. I was honoured & privileged to be permitted to worship Her precious sex deeply with my tongue, before being instructed (& repositioned) to turn my attention to Her rear pleasure hole. The feeling of complete subservience & surrender to Madam’s Domination of me was overwhelming. But Madam had additional plans for me this evening. It was that Madam also required me to accompany Her for evening cocktails, She preferred to be seen as "accompanied" in such venues although I am always aware if a suitable male takes Her attenntion I simply must fade into the background whilst Madam explores Her options so to say, & I was of course completely thrilled to be chosen to be Her companion. At the same time though, I was somewhat worried about identifying a suitable venue should Madam require me to do so, as I did not know the area fantastically well & there can always be uncontrollable issues such as crowds, etc. However, Madam was (as usual) well ahead of me & knew of a nearby piano bar which She wished to visit. I was completely thrilled & honoured with the privilege of accompanying Madam to a very stylish & pleasant bar near Her residence, where we enjoyed some pleasant drinks, food, & the most wonderful of conversations. Madam’s intelligence, background, wide experiences & general persona make Her the most intriguing & captivating of companions. Of course, Her striking good looks makes Her particularly remarkable, & the numerous sideways glances from others in the bar towards Madam gave me an immense feeling of pride that She had chosen me as Her specimen & companion that evening. All too soon Madam declared that She had no further use for me & in fact She had another social engagement to attend., a shame She said, I would have liked to fuck that male pussy tonight, next time I will. With reluctance I accompanied Her to the street where I hailed a cab, & watch this most remarkable of Ladies – my Controller & Superior – disappear into the night.

21 April 2020

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An extract from the gweizai's Blog ; Your dedicated white boy. Three Days in Sydney; Madam had a variety of matters to attend to in Sydney sent me instructions informing me of the dates & Her expectations. Of course my sense of anticipation & excitement at the thought of being in my Goddess’s presence once again was high. She is my perfection & my need to be in Her presence is constant. This particular trip Madam wished to ‘expose” me to some lifestyle associates – I believe partly as a test to confirm I would always behave appropriately no matter what the company; but also partly Madam’s stated plan that I was to accept some greater responsibilities in Her world. At the airport I waited by the luggage carousel as instructed, & as usual that sense of “wow” overwhelmed me when I saw Madam walking towards me. She was, as always, cool & elegant, beautifully but casually dressed, & Her presence simply demanded attention not just of me but others who watched Her walk by. I took Her hand & went to my knee in greeting – oblivious to any surprise this may have caused. One of my duties over these three days was as Her personal chauffeur. I drove Madam to the 5 Star city hotel that I had arranged, reveling in Her company & marveling at Her sheer sexuality & attractiveness. En route to the hotel Madam informed me that She was intending to catch up with Her Sydney slut – the subservient male with whom She had Her silk slave perform with for Her amusement previously. It was, Madam explained, part of Her plan to expose me further to some of Her lifestyle associates. Madam sent me to the room after I had checked in to have me unpack Her luggage. This was a task I was familiar with & thoroughly enjoyed. In the meantime Madam met with the male subservient & informed me She would simply inform me of Her requirements. After some time Madam came to the room, & after inspecting then confirming that my unpacking was satisfactory She explained that She would be entertaining the subservient male creature & She wished me to take pictures of the events. I was anxious & excited to be granted such a trusted role & thrilled to be permitted to witness first hand Madam “doing Her thing” with another subservient male. It was, I reflected, quite extraordinary to think what scenes were going to unfold in this oh so innocent hotel room – with me being at the very heart of them. I was very excited. Madam instructed me to remain dressed but fit my hood in preparation. She went to the bathroom &began preparing Herself. & when She reappeared I almost came on the spot – She was wearing alluring sheer black stockings & gloves; & had fitted the most wonderful corset – one which I recognized from my shopping expedition on a previous trip to Belgium! Her sleek black hair framed Her most beautiful face. & She had armed Herself with a crop for obvious intent – It was all up a most stunning sight! When Her slut knocked on the door Madam instructed him to go into the bathroom, strip then crawl to Her. Madam sat regally on a lounge in the corner & I quietly stood in the corner with camera at ready. Once He crawled to Her I was privileged to watch Madam put the slut through his paces – She verbally harangued him for his lack of reliability & teased him about his need for Her cock – something She promised he wouldn’t be privileged to receive at that time & I almost felt sorry for him – especially if he craved the feeling of Madam’s cock sliding deep into his “male pussy” as I did. She reinforced Her points with numerous stinging, well directed lashes from Her crop. I especially winced whenever She gave his cock a taste of Her crop. Two of the pictures attached will give you a small insight into what I was witnessing. Madam ordered the slut onto his knees & commanded him to offer his juices to Her. This was a position I was very familiar with, & the slut started stroking himself. I was very surprised because after quite some time he still hadn’t offered up his juices – eventually Madam simply lost patience with him & told him to get dressed & leave. Once we were alone Madam thrilled me by instructing me to prepare Her bath. I eagerly complied, & whilst I was not permitted to share the bath with Madam as I had done so in Cebu, I was still able to feast my eyes on Her gloriously naked body, then wash Her down as She enjoyed the bubbles & dry Her when finished. Madam was eager for some service, so after the bath She wasted little time in stretching out on the bed & directing me to pleasure Her. This was the moment of supreme pleasure for me – being ordered by Her to deliver Her sexual service. I knelt at the end of Her bed; kissing, licking & sucking Her beautifully petite feet & toes. I slowly licked & kissed my way up Her legs to Her treasure, then guided by Madam’s impatient hand buried myself in the worship of my Goddess. Her sighs of approval encouraged me to greater efforts – particularly when Madam changed position so that She was “Queening” me – lowering Her most gorgeous arse onto my face so I could work my tongue deep into Her canal – something I know She loves. The attached pic is not of me but I can say it’s fairly much exactly the type of worship I was delivering to Madam. As Madam built to Her climax Her urgency for my tongue & fingers increased, until Her intense moans of release not only signaled Her fulfillment, but similarly gave me the feelings of utmost pleasure & satisfaction myself. It is hard to explain the depth of pleasure I receive when I know I have given my Goddess pleasure – but I presume that’s just my subservient “wiring” & reflects my desperate need to serve & worship this Lady of pure perfection. Madam indulged Herself by making my kneel before Her then stroke my cock until I came – which was not long at all. I know She enjoys seeing me “perform my ritual then consume my offering” as I kneel before Her. The day was not finished by a long way – Madam’s sexual energy is simply amazing. I was thrilled to be permitted to accompany Madam to dinner, during which time She told me that She would be meeting Her “stud” afterwards to indulge in Her “womanly pleasures”. Her stud was procured some time ago by Madam’s silk slave; & both Madam & he had enjoyed a mutually beneficial sexual relationship since. Madam wished to introduce him to me as I may well be given the task of arranging meetings between Madam & him in future; one of the roles Madam is intending to pass from Her silk to me. Of course I was honoured to be considered by Madam worthy of such responsibility, & quite excited to be granted this further peak into Her life. After meeting & introductions Madam & Her stud went to the hotel bar for a couple of drinks – whilst I was instructed to await in the bar also until required. Eventually Madam indicated I was required to join them, during which time I participated in the most pleasant of conversations with my Goddess & Her “boy toy” as She sometimes referred to him as. When they decided it was time to go, Madam directed me to accompany them to the room for a little photography before my dismissal. Inside the room Her stud stripped naked, & I could indeed clearly see why She referred to him thus. I did not wish to “overstay my welcome” though, so under Madam’s instruction I snapped a few pics for Her collection before I was dismissed – leaving Madam & him to their own pleasures. One of the pics is attached. The next day I was required to meet Madam for a morning coffee. I had requested permission from Madam to excuse myself for one hour during the day as I had a teleconference I was simply not able to avoid. I offered to conduct the call in the business centre but Madam was quite comfortable that it could be done in Her room. Now this was fine in theory but in practice the privacy of the room & Madam’s glorious presence was simply an irresistible combination. I’m not sure if Madam had this planned but I simply fell to Her feet & kissed them in my desperate worship of Her. It is impossible to explain the overpowering emotions of worship & subservience I feel in Her presence – I simply need to serve Her. Madam settled back & told me that I needed to finish what I had started – which made me a little nervous as I had a brief glance at the clock & saw that I had seven minutes before the call commenced. This put a lot of pressure on me! I concentrated on giving Madam maximum pleasure with my tongue & fingers &quite quickly I felt Her moans of orgasmic release. Madam quieted & pulled my head away from my pussy. Taking this as a sign of dismissal, I joined the telecom – only two minutes late! Certainly the most enjoyable preparation for a significant meeting I had ever experienced. The call was quite productive & I was actually thrilled to be “on show” for Madam in a work environment. Once completed though Madam demanded complete worship – Her energy & lustfulness simply amazes me at times. I had more time for a thorough, toe to top & back again exploration of Madam’s beautiful, lithe body. Madam guided, instructed, positioned, Queened, cajoled & encouraged me in order to heighten Her satisfaction, & I was rewarded with a tremendous, heaving climax from my Goddess. When She demanded that I perform my ritual, She pushed me onto my back so that when I came (& it was a large & very intense orgasm) my juices sprayed all over my face & body. Madam rubbed my cum into my face & had me lick it up off Her finger, before She eventually allowed me to clean myself up. I was thrilled to be permitted to accompany Madam on a few small errands & share a coffee with Her – I absolutely burst with pride whenever I am with Madam in public. She is so attractive & always beautifully presented; I often note the glances that come Her way. Combined with my natural need to be ever so polite & gentlemanly & Her regally Dominant ways perhaps indicating to some the true nature of our relationship – I found it completely alluring & overpowering to simply be in Her presence; vanilla setting or otherwise. That evening I had a work function that I was simply unable to get out of – despite all of my best efforts. I was especially grieved as Madam had told me that She had planned on using the evening for some dinner & enjoyment of Her just desserts (which I now know translates to Madam giving my pussy a good fucking with Her cock). I was completely distracted during the dinner believe me. However, I do know that Madam organized a very pleasant evening with Her stud instead, so all was not lost. On Madam’s final morning She wished to have a converse with me about certain items of mutual interest – including Her investments in the Philippines & certain other lifestyle related items. And of course I still had my chauffeuring duties. So Madam met me in the Executive Lounge of the hotel where we relaxed as She shared a few items of information with me. Before long it was time to leave, so after check out formalities were completed I drove Madam to the airport before seeing Her off; me with a heavy heart at the knowledge I may not see my Goddess for some time – Her with a whispered promise that She would save my male pussy for next trip.

20 April 2020

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So I had a pseudo-homoerotic encounter in my last story, and I will admit I quite enjoyed it and was open to exploring more of human sexuality. I was living and working in tasmania, but had a long weekend booked in melbourne. I was struggling with a sore back after getting back to the gym and getting into shape, so decided to look into having a massage, but I never had one before , and a quick google search made me realise i wanted to try a male massage. And I googled nudity allowed to work on being naked around other guys in a more intimate setting than what I had previously experienced...and I found a guy named Michael. I went over to his place, a little nervous but also excited, when I knocked on door, a tall skinny guy answered the door, kinda reminded me as one of those dancers in wicked musical. Anyways, he invited me in, I explained my problem....recently back into gym and had stiff back, but also curious about exploring being naked with other men and being intimate etc... he was very understanding and said nothing would happen that I wouldn't be comfortable doing. I had a shower and laid face down on his table, still wearing my briefs, with the warm towel draped over my waist. Then Michael came in , turned on some gentle music and got to work. And man oh man I wished I had a proper massage sooner. Ive had amateur massages by exgf and friends but nothing more than neck and shoulder, nothing that involved me being naked and no female nearby. I soon found myself at the mercy of his strong hands, pressing and kneading and rolling into my knots and crevaces. As the hot oil was poured over my body I tensed up whenever his hand went near my thighs, he asked if everything was okay, and I said yeah, just never been so vulnerable before. He kept me calm and continued the massage , focusing between my fingers and toes. Eventually he told me to roll over, and as I did so, I realised I had sported a hardon poking its head underneath the elastic waistband of my briefs...Michael did notice and said if I want to take them off it might make it easier. I said I never done anything like this before, but when I got a look at him when I rolled over ,I noticed he was wearing a jock strap the entire time,..I was too relaxed to notice. "i can help make it feel less awkward" he said, and he slid his jock off to the floor, letting loose a massive thick 8 inch cut cock hanging free. Lost for words , i just went for it and pulled off my briefs and let him put the towel back over me, the warmth relaxing my tense and sensitive areas. I went back to relaxing and enjoying his touch . Soon enough his hands began getting closer and closer to my groin...my cock still hard against my stomach, dripping with more pre-cum than i was used to seeing. Michael then got up on the table and pressed his body against mine for body rubs, this was almost sensory overload, until he pressed hard down on my body, hold us closer than I had ever been to another man...eventually my heartbeat slowed down and he began slowly sliding up and down my body....our wet slippery erect cocks poking and gliding between our legs. My breathing was getting heavier , as was his , I opened my eyes to see him looking down at me with a gentle smile..."you okay?" he asked, i nodded yes, this is really quite nice , i said. he edged his face down to mine and gave rubbed his nose and mouth into my neck to add to the sensation, making me gasp in the new feelings. He then ran his tongue along my neck , down to my nipple, give a gentle suck on each one, then going down the centre of my chest, then to my belly button, then down one thigh, again sending electrical tense impulses at being touched in a vulnerable area, then jumped to other thigh and this time licked up , keeping his warm hands on my neck and nipples, before running it along the wet shaft of my cock, gripping it in his hand, and slowly engulfing it inch by inch, Man i was on cloud 9 with a hot mouth on my cock, and hot hands on the rest of my body, pressing hard , this went on for several minutes during which he didnt need to come upp for air,. And without taking his mouth off my cock, he stood beside the table. He eventually asked if i would like him to get on top of me but facing the other way, like in 69 position... This was it, i initially struggled to make my decision ...but figured this was what I wanted to do, try new things, and so I said yeah, and he gently raised himself back on the table, this time his legs gently beside my head, his hard 8 inch cock dangling over my face. 1 second of weakness was all it took, and I opened my mouth to welcome the giant cock inside , taking in all the senses, sights sounds smells and touch, providing oral pleasure to another man who was pleasuring me... My mind went blank and was only focused on enjoying the moment. Never having done this before I thought about what I enjoyed being done to me, so I focused on the head of his cock, licking the knob and underside of the mushroom head, and even slipping my tongue into his piss slit, eliciting from the masseur a totally erotic moan of ecstasy. He began slowly thrusting his hips in and out of my mouth , in complete sync with his own oral performance. We continued the mutual pleasures until I signaled I could feel my organsm approaching... "OMG, Im gonna cum, Im gonna cum" I said , Michael got up off of me and stood beside me, jerking my cock hard and fast "Cum for me man, I wanna see you shoot your hot load" I tensed up again at the sensation building in my cock, focusing and focusing until eventually I shot te biggest cumshot ever, i must have shot a dozen times because several strands made it onto my own face and mouth, He was jerking himself off at the same time, but was considerate to lean over and clean me up with a warm towel on my face, he brought my hand to his arse and told me to gently squeeze and caresse while he was close to cumming. I did so, even gently poked my finger at his tight entrance when he said he was about to cum, and squirted up and down my legs, soon the gentle music was drowned out by our heavy breathing... after several minutes to catch our breath, he gave me a giant warm towel and embraced me , saying he hoped i enjoyed myself...no words were needed as far as I was concerned...

12 April 2020

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I tried vibrators for self-pleasure years ago but quickly lost sensation and found fingers and palms do a much better job. So, toys in our sexual play is not something we do a lot of. Yes he makes me wear butt plugs when I am flying, we have a remote control toy we have used once or twice while I have been interstate, but generally we don’t use them in bed, or the floor, shower, kitchen, lounge, outdoors……..you get the point. We have started exploring forced orgasms though and the numbers are getting up there. He decided it was time to add toys to the mix. The butt plug with the vibrator in it was…. good, but then he picked up the tiny little blue vibe. Its small and looks innocent, fits in the palm of my hand, its shiny and blue, so pretty……. its evil. He kept alternating, his fingers, his tongue, the vibe. I kept trying to breathe but I eventually got to a point where the intensity from the forced orgasms had me starting to hyperventilate. I kept telling him I couldn’t breathe which of course was not the truth if I could talk. Something wrong kitten, he asked smirking. I can’t, its too intense, I’m dying I gasped back, impossibly trying to squirm away from the overload of sensation. The fucking sadist started to laugh; you better give me the vibe back then……… I froze, wait what! I could hear it, but it felt funny. Still laughing he pressed down on my lower stomach, just above the pubic area. Without doubt, I could feel it. My eyes flew open and locked on his. His amused, mine horrified. Get it out, get it out!!! He laughed, he actually laughed, well you better give it back then. Getting me to relax enough to give it back, easier said than done, especially once I got the giggles. Every time I gave it back, I snatched it back when I laughed again. Eventually the smiling sadist released the evil vibe from the poor defenceless kitten. At the same time I said we are never doing that again, he said oh that was fun. And the forced orgasm exploring continues…….

10 April 2020

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Following is an example of the "casual tryst" I enjoyed with a guy who introduced himself to me here on AMM & the interlude written by my cuckold sub for the interest of any suitable straight male who may come along here again.. Enjoy the read ; In late November last year Madam did welcome an inexperienced Bull who had made a direct contact to Her through Her profile here on AMM. One evening over dinner all was revealed re Her intent for a cuckold session so She simply instructed me to book a couple of nights at Her favourite CBD Hotel & let her know the dates so She could let him know. I booked a suite & informed Her, i was to prepare everything upon & after checking in including having a hot bath ready for Her to soak in & then shave smooth Her pussy for the guys enjoyment. After She had a glass of champagne She dressed in a most provocative classy silver mini mini dress, i noted She was naked underneath, "ready for our Bull" She said as She exited to meet Her Bull at 5PM for the first time in the Bar area & have a cocktail over the obvious topic, the guy was comfortable with what She had said were Her requirements & after an hour or so Madam texted me to say She was coming & that i was to second myself our of sight in the background, i was to take photos of their sex together from my phone, i was to be totally ignored throughout their interlude. To say it was an enormously huge turn on would be an understatement, i could hear the passion from my squat as they showered before having the most lustful naked embrace before me as they tumbled onto the bed, the Bull ravaged Madam as She devoured his thrusts, the first fucking She has taken for 3 years, they performed for the next hour, taking lust in many positions, the scenes were incredibly sexual, lustful, i heard Madam climax on four occasions, the Bull certainly knew how to fuck Her to cumming once he found Her preferred rhythm of penetration & oral positions, for me it was unbelievable to see Madam's enjoyment from being serviced by this Bull, She is turned on knowing i am bound only to watch Her from a background position, in complete silence. After sating themselves they lay chatting for a while then Madam decided to take Her Bull for dinner in the Hotel restaurant so after showering they departed but i heard her say She would have Her "desserts" in the suite, i took this as a signal to give Her privacy & go to the Bar whilst Madam enjoyed more sex from the Bull after dining, i know what She is like when in a kinky mood. Oddly though She took him for an after diner drink at the bar opposite where i was seated, i was completely ignored, as i should be when Madam has such company & i was subjected to Her very discretely playing up to the Bull, She told me later this turned her on because She knew i'd be taking a glance or two at Her tease with him, social cuckolding Madam says. After a short while they both glanced my way as they left for the suite, it was obvious the Bull was enjoying this cucking scenario. An hour later Madam texted me to come to the room, She had dismissed the Bull for the night & i was to deliver a lengthy tongue service as She was still very horny so for the next two hours i brought my Domina to climax three times, tasting Her juices each time as She made comments of the evenings events. The next day i had chores to attend for our vanilla world as She had a rare day of sleeping on & off with a general resting until She texted me just after lunch to return when i have finished running around. We had a room service lunch as Madam wanted to have a long soaking bath before pampering Herself & i was to clean shave her pussy again because She was going to the bar area for the cocktail hour in the new cocktail dress She brought especially for this occasion, (see image) & see the potential for my second evening of being cucked, She had noticed the suits as She refers to males in such social arenas the evening before when She had first met the Bull, i was excited for that to occur, i love to watch Her accepting a males advances, She does have a certain class about Her so i purchased a new razor to make sure Madams womanhood would be smooth as could be for the potential guy chosen. However, unbelievably not one of the several guys found the courage to approach Her as She sat in the lounge area, by Herself for over an hour so She texted me to come & join Her then we would venture to another Hotel to see what prospects were there. I sat in the foyer area there for about 30 minutes as Madam had a drink inside the bar area, after 30 minutes I got Her text to get the car & collect her at the front to go back to the Hyatt for dinner then Her oral desserts in the room before ending the day & early checkout as She had vanilla life chores to get through. Had i known Madams Bull was a one night event & with the failure of the next nights events i most certainly would have suggested something else to pit Madams kinky thoughts, & that's my point, She is spontaneous, more than likely telling me to invite whoever for a cocktail then leave things to Her. Other times i am ordered to arranged someone, a Bull, a Dom, a submissive, that takes time but eventually i source what Madam requires. Ends..

15 March 2020

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An extract from my Doll's Blog; ""Madam and I went back to the room and discussed some more. Not long after, she permitted her gwei to enter with coffee for the two of them and orange juice for me. She ordered him to sit on the floor, which he willingly obliged. Madam seemed very pleased that Her "boy" and Her "girl" were there. They finished their coffee when Madam handed a point and shoot camera to her gwei. We're going to have a photo session, she announced. He went back to his room (did he crawl? I can't remember) to "dress appropriately". I didn't understand what that meant at that time. Madam instructed me to wear the black lingerie and blue robe she gave me, as well as my favorite pair of high heels. She also brought out this beaded headpiece, similar to Cleopatra's. It seemed simple at first but She was right, even I didn't recognize myself. The lights were dimmed and the curtains drawn. She looked stunning in a full length silk lingerie with a long slit to glimpse upon her beautiful legs. I wanted to pleasure her then but I knew I had to wait. There was a knock from the connecting door and Madam instructed her gwei to enter. He crawled inside and knelled, wearing nothing but a leather hood covering his whole head with a snout protruding in front. I remembered Madam said her gwei's fetish was puppy, and this clearly was the gear for it. I was surprised at first but not disturbed. Fascinated, really, is the term. Madam started taking pictures of him. She then instructed me to lie on this lounge chair near the drawn curtains. She covered my eyes with a blindfold, which spiked my excitement even more. She ordered her gwei to crawl to my feet, guiding him to the chair. I felt my legs being spread and his tongue between them and oh heavens Madam trained him well. I felt myself building to an orgasm when she stopped him, and told me to be on all fours. Madam told her gwei that I've never had my anal canal serviced. Then I felt his tongue in my ass while he fingered my pussy. It was the most intense pleasure I've ever felt. It was an incredible sensation and I loved every second of it. I didn't come yet when she stopped it, but I was dizzy with pleasure that I had to sit there for a while. She then lied on the chair, and I was told to perform my favorite task of all, which was to pleasure her treasure with my fingers and tongue. Her moans were highly encouraging. She called her boy to kneel beside her and allowed him to pay homage, while I was still tonguing her. It didn't take long before he came into his cupped hands. She told him to consume his cum, and not to waste a single drop. He fervently licked his fingers and palms, and Madam seemed very pleased. She allowed him to clean himself off in the bathroom. She led me up and kissed me deeply. She was absolutely marvelous, and I felt so lucky to be her chosen female attachment.""

12 March 2020

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An extract from my gweizais blog Madam’s Sydney Return ; My Goddess had previously instructed me to make all arrangements in preparation for Her return to Australia. This included greeting Her at the airport, organizing appropriate overnight accommodation, accompanying Her to a dinner on that evening & then being available to take Her to the domestic airport the following morning. Whilst I had some experience in being required to arrange things on Madam’s behalf, this type of scenario was new for me. Madam’s “style” I by now knew is to simply issue an instruction & expect Her subservient to execute it appropriately. She will provide clarification if required, but generally does not wish to go into any detail (e,g. what hotel, what restaurant, etc.). So I knew not to seek to much additional information or “prompt” Her in any way & go about with the organization. I was of course excited & eager to ensure all arrangements were appropriately in place – as I have said this taking on of vanilla acts of service gives me feelings of extraordinary pleasure. I am sure I am simply a completely submissively wired male who is incredibly fortunate to have been chosen by the most amazing Lady as Her subservient. After some thought as to what Madam may prefer upon Her return I organized the accommodation & restaurant. And upon the morning of Her arrival I made sure I allowed plenty of time to get to the airport – not being there to greet Her would be unthinkable. After a bit of a wait I eventually saw my Goddess approaching. How She looked so fresh & fantastic after an overnight flight I will never know, but again I realized what an extremely attractive Lady She is. I gently took Her hand & kissed it, before taking Her trolley & guiding Her to the car. It was a short drive to the hotel, where I checked in & accompanied Madam to Her room. Once I had the bag inside I simply dropped to my knees & kissed Her feet & expressed my thrill to be in the presence of my Controller & Domina once more. Madam wished to freshen up & also had an appointment that afternoon. She decided She would allow me to join Her for a coffee before dismissing me until the evening. As Madam showered I prepared a little “surprise” for Her. Based on some previous conversations & exchanges I knew that one of Madam’s fetish enjoyments (amongst many) was to see a “butler” style of subservient at Her feet & at Her service. So as Madam showered I tied a bow tie – which along with the black suit & white shirt made a rather nice, formally presented specimen for Madam’s pleasure. I also fitted the slave hood that I had purchased on a previous trip to Europe which was exactly as Madam required – with small eye holes to allow limited vision, holes for the nostrils & an open space at the mouth “for the obvious”. After dressing myself to my satisfaction I knelt on the floor at the end of Her bed & placed my chin & hands upon the bed & waited for Madam. When She stepped out I was pleased to hear Her words of surprise & approval as She observed Her subservient kneeling on the floor &awaiting Her command. Madam immediately seated Herself on the bed with Her legs on either side of me. I felt Her hands forcing my head towards the floor as She ordered me to worship Her. I trailed a long slow sequence of kisses from Her feet & up Her most perfectly shapely legs, whilst murmuring my words of devotion & dedication. As I approached Her treasure Madam pulled my head away, slapping my hooded face & ordered me to strip naked. I complied immediately & returned to my dedicated service, focusing all my attention on Her treasure & delivering pleasure. I used my tongue as Madam had trained me to, as well as (I hoped) heightening Her sensations of pleasure through stimulation from my fingers. I was rewarded through Madam’s sounds of pure pleasure through two heaving orgasms, I was then ordered to perform my ritual & consume my offering, which I duly did on my knees before Her. Madam had appointments in the afternoon & also wished to get some rest, so I was dismissed with an instruction to return in the evening to take Her to dinner & then have my “just desserts” as She smilingly indicated. She most definitely had some plans for Her enjoyment. I returned at the agreed time & greeted Madam with my kiss to Her feet. Madam looked fantastic as usual, & I recognized the dark wrap around style dress that She was wearing as one She had purchased in Singapore when we had traveled there previously. Dinner was extremely pleasant, which I was pleased about as I had not been to this particular restaurant before, although it turned out that Madam had dined there previously. I decided one of my self imposed tasks was to source a nice restaurant where She had not previously eaten! During the meal Madam did share the fact that Her appointment was with Her “young stud”, a long standing lifestyle associate whom Madam used for Her pleasure when required although by all accounts this young male wished to deepen the relationship much more than Madam permitted him to. Madam also quietly declared Her intentions of taking my “male pussy” with Her cock” when we returned to the hotel – a desire that had been on hold due to Her illness in Manila. I of course could barely get the bill quickly enough when Madam declared that it was time to leave. When we returned to the hotel Madam took complete control, & simply ordered me to strip & lie face up on the bed. She dimmed the lights, then disappeared into the bathroom for a while as my tension & excitement mounted. When She returned I could see She was naked except for the latex corset & dildo that had been fitted. I was almost at fever pitch in anticipation as My Goddess got on Her knees facing me, & cooed Her words of control & desire as She positioned Her cock over my arse hole. I moaned as She eased Herself into me & started to fuck me. I opened my hole as wide open as I possibly could & repeated my mantra of worship to my Goddess as She fucked me deeper & deeper. I certainly did not feel as much pain as previously & I am sure Madam’s training techniques were reaping their reward. I moaned & sighed as Madam thrust harder. I still did not orgasm & Madam ordered me to take my cock & stroke it. After only a few strokes I gasped to Madam I was about to release, & upon Her approval I came with an unbelievable intensity – streaming my jism onto me – accompanied by a an outpouring of emotional need for my Goddess’s ownership & my everlasting commitment to Her Dominance. After cleaning myself up & tidying the room Madam dismissed me, with an instruction to return the following morning to accompany Her to breakfast then take Her to the airport for Her flight home. I kissed Her feet almost in desperate need for Her, & left. My mind a whirl of emotions & thoughts. The following morning I arrived at the agreed time & accompanied Madam to breakfast, which was, as usual, a most extremely pleasant experience. I assisted Her packing before checking out & taking the short drive to the terminal. Madam had already indicated that She unfortunately (from my perspective) did not wish me to accompany Her in to the terminal as She needed some time to make a few calls before Her flight. So I stopped briefly at the drop off zone & hopped out of the car to fetch Her luggage. I was permitted to kiss Her briefly on the hand in farewell, before watching Her disappear into the terminal.

2 March 2020

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I was seeing this women who lived on the other side Brisbane and because of our work schedules we only got to hang out on weekends. This one particular Friday afternoon I went over to her place to hang out and wow did I ever get a surprise. There I was at her door and as she opened it all I saw was her smooth shaved pussy and black lacy robe that hide nothing at all, smiling and licking my lips of course. I asked her what she would of done if someone else was at door instead of me and she answered " I would of asked them to wait for you " Laughing I wrapped my arms around her and gave her the deepest kiss I could manage while trying to shut the door. Somewhere between her kitchen counter and the front door my clothes disappeared even to this day I'm not sure how they came off but there we both were naked in her kitchen. On my knees I had her bent over the table with her legs slightly apart, slowly running my tongue over the lips of her pussy  when there was a bloody knock at the door. All week I had waited for this and now I had an interruption, smiling I asked her if we could ignore it but of course not she had made plans I didn't know about. She wrapped her nothing there robe around herself and left me there naked and so horny my juices were dripping down the inside of my thigh. Moments passed but when she came back into the room she wasn't alone.Walking behind her was a friend of her's I'd met before they'd been friends since childhood and she wasn't into men so I never really got to know him since we'd been dating. But there he was pair of jeans not shirt and I swear the biggest hard on I had ever seen on a man. I thought his jeans where going to rip or he might hurt himself. I didn't know what to say or do I just stood there for a bit starting at her hard taught nipples begging me to suck them and his hard cock wandering what it tasted like. I'd just stepped into heaven and not even realized! I looked at her silently asking what the hell? When she smiled coyly and said " I want to watch you be fucked hard while I play with myself and when he's finished, he'll leave and we can finish what we started " My head was reeling, was she for real? Still standing there frozen I licked my lips and apparently that was a yes because next thing I know she kissing me and he was behind me undoing his jeans.  As her fingers found my harden nipples gently pinching them she whispered in my ear " I know you want this baby and I want to eat his cum out of your pussy " With those words she made me cum on spot and I felt my own juices cover the inside of my thighs making them slick and slightly sticky.She stepped back smiling triumphantly as she slid onto the table using her feet she positioned a chair just in front of her and without a single word her friend ( cant remember his name ) bent me over  so I had no choice but to put my hands on the chair for support. And there is was right at eye level her glistening pussy slick with her juices oh god how I wanted to stick my tongue in there but before I could protest or move he slid his cock slowly inside me.  His was huge thicker than any toy I had used before and anything before him but so delightful that after the first couple of strokes I found myself bucking against him. All the while watching my girlfriend using her fingers to fuck herself, she was that wet I could hear the squishing sound as her palm pounded against her pussy. Before I could stop myself  I explode cumming so hard I squirted and moments later he did too filling me up with his cum I could feel it dripping from my now ravaged pussy. And then he was gone, I caught a glimpse of him leaving the  room before  my girlfriend was pushing my legs apart, her tongue lapping at my swollen lips, sucking trying to get every drop of his cum she could reach. When she had finished she came up to kiss me and shared some of her prize with me, the salty sweet deliciousness filling my mouth moaning I pulled her to the floor before my legs gave out and savored his saltiness with the sweet nectar of her pussy. 

25 February 2020

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A coffee break ; My gweizai was meeting me for a mid afternoon coffee at the Hyatt Hotel simply for a catch up chat after his recent extended overseas work trip which had left my chosen one quite distressed due to the over load of work related meetings etc which is expected at his level of corporate status.. So it was quite pleasing, after my boy had relaxed, & the conversation got to his position with his Domina, that he was actually pinning for his male pussy to be fucked by my cock, I thought this a wonderful achievement, for this specimen I have chosen to become what I have been transforming him into these past years in a complete role reversal, my white boy finally realising he does get horny & wanting to be fucked by his Superior, I could see from his body language he was very horny. I felt my juices churning after hearing my pets words as well as his pleadings to accept a punishment for a recent lapse of subservience & which he has realised this indiscretion must receive a severe reprimand when he is at my feet in private next month. Overall I am very pleased with myself in transforming this specimen into my personal symbol of male subservience to Female Supremacy over the past years, my gweizai is a product any Dominant Female would enjoy having attend Her Lifestyle as a permanent attachment..

20 February 2020

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A Ladies Aroma Many months ago my FWB asked 3 questions that disturbed me; (These are verbatim) - Hi Mxxx, Is it true that guys really do want no taste/no aroma from a pussy? - What are your thoughts on the flavor & aroma of a pussy? - Is that what we (Ladies) have to strive for? To be a "unicorn" (no taste or slight turned on smell)?? WTF? Hold my breath! I had to call my FWB to find out more and learned that a guy had actually stated to a group on chat, of mainly Ladies that a woman who has no taste or aroma at all is a "Unicorn!" i.e. that is something positive!? That is an irresponsible thing to say, making any lady question herself like that to the point she felt she needed to ask me for my thoughts. Ladies; If any guy tells you something similar, ask him; "How much control do you have over the taste of your cum?" . All different parts of the body have aromas, when we shower we deplete that aroma and throughout the day it builds back up again. The flavor is there and I assume, like cum it is also excreted through arousal, so it could be effected by diet and other factors just like a males cum can be. (Pineapple Juice Story Lol, I drink it almost every day just in case!) Some ladies love the taste of a males cum and some don't, so I guess it’s the same for guys? - Weird, hard for me to understand... Either way, expecting a woman to have no taste is pretty much completely, fucked in the head to me. So to answer the above three questions; here it goes... - Question 1. - Is it true that guys really do want no taste/no aroma from a pussy? Fark no! I would suggest "most" of us find it extremely palatable. When guys say its "fishy" it grates on me, I think they are still recalling silly jokes from primary school, real Gents have or acquire a discerning taste. - Question 2. - What are your thoughts on the flavor & aroma of a pussy? I love the flavor/aroma, I like it anytime, even when it’s kind of strong, it also varies greatly and changes according to the time of the ladies cycle. - I can tell when a lady is close, its a very mild metallic tang... Yum! I can’t recall a time when a woman’s aroma has been anything other than alluring to me / having the negative effect of “put me off”. To me, if there is no aroma it’s just an indication that the woman has just come out of the shower but even then through normal arousal there is usually at least some slight increase in taste. - Question 3. - Is that what we (Ladies) have to strive for? To be a unicorn (no taste or slight turned on smell)?? Fark no! I am no expert and cannot say that ladies can't have problems re; this subject, but you are probably exactly how you are meant to be, if you are concerned seek professional help. Telling a woman or intimating to a woman she needs to strive to be one of the "unicorns" who has no aroma is one of the dumbest things I have ever heard, if someone wants to search for "unicorns" maybe you should leave them to it. ____________________________________________________ My favorite line from; “The United States of Tara” Pammy describing to Max how she had been intimate with his wife.... Pammy: ...... “Your wife … she tastes like rain … and sometimes kiwi fruit … and once she tasted like a penny!” ____________________________________________________ I hope this share will help members consider this taboo subject and assist them personally. UB88

11 February 2020

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I slipped out the shops quietly, fully aware of the growing damp patch in my crotch. All I needed to do was buy some lube and a couple of thick zuchinnis and my cock couldn't stop from leaking pre cum. I went to my car and jammed my hand down my shorts as soon as I sat in the driver's seat. My fingers greedily went to my head and pushed my penis further inside me. I groaned as I pounded into myself a few good times and then pulled out. My fingers were slick and sticky. As I started the car I licked and sucked on them, relishing my own salty taste... The urge to get home now escalates from desire and lust... it's now become a need. A primal urge. Somehow through this haze I get home. I shut the front door behind me and undress down to my sodden underwear. I walk to the couch and take out my tube of lube. I whimper at my clumsiness over the foil seal. I smear some over my hand and trust it down to my arsehole. It isn't long before I have three fingers inside me, grunting feverishly. I withdraw and grab the long green phallic vegetable. I stroke the lube all over and point it to the rim of my anus. Slowly pushing, allowing to take it in and stretch my quivering arsehole is the sweetest torture. The brief pain turns to heavenly fulfillment. My cock explodes in pre cum and I finger it back into my crotch as I ride the zuchinni deeper and deeper. It's not long before my dick become too hard to finger so I let it pop out and leak all over my hand. I pound myself on the vegetable relentlessly, gasping,"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me..." When I cum I jam the zuchinni as far into me as I can. As my cock spurts out it's glorious cum, the vegetable retracts out of me with every spasm of my sphincter.

19 January 2020

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For years I’ve always had this burning desire for my wife to fuck another man to the point it consumes me. My wife and I agreed to an open relationship. I was interested in other sexual experiences but mainly just wanted her to fuck other people. One day she tells me that she was texting the bloke across the road who was much older then my sexy young wife. I found the age gap very sexy Later that night I was able to to talk my wife into going across the road to fuck him. My wife was quite unsure about it and a little upset about doing it. I was extremely horny and couldn’t wait but at the same time I couldn’t stop shaking as I was going to let another man fuck my beautiful wife. The time come and I pretty much had to push my wife out the door. I peeped out the window has I watched her walk across the road and get greeted by this man. I sat at the window looking at his house wondering what she was doing. I was upset that she was fucking this man but my ultimate fantasy was coming true. Soon I was no longer upset and just horny. I pleasured my self 7 times looking at the house thinking what this man was doing to my wife. Finally after waiting ages my wife returned. She was upset because she was worried how I would be. I grabbed her and hugged her. All I could smell on her was this other man. This made me rock hard. I grabbed her pussy that was swollen and wet. It was clear she had fucked him. I fucked my wife hard that night filled her with my cum and reclaimed her. She played with him many times after and it just got better and I was no longer jealous. The best was when she come home upset because he didn’t wear a condom and she was full of his cum. Pushing my cock in and feeling his cum dribble out on to my balls is the greatest feeling. I hope one day to continue this life style

1 January 2020

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I love it when my juices flow Just like a river of melted snow ‘Melted snow ?’ you ask ‘Now that's a first’ Do you think your snow will quench my thirst?’ Of course!’ I say ‘my sweet juices start flowing Sometimes without me even knowing. You see quite suddenly I am filled with desire Because it is ever so easy to light my fire. No! I do not need to be seduced with romance But simply before you let me naked dance For I love the look of lust in your eyes So for me the juicy flow it no surprise. Also my melted snow gushes freely When I quite provocatively Squat just above your cock And like the pendulum on a clock Through my silken veils Back and forth Your proud penis sails And then for sure there is a water shed All over you and all over the bed. I also love my cunt to slippery slide Over the curves of your smooth back side Yet another waterfall you need to know Can also happen over your big toe! And of course I feel no disgrace Squirting my juices all over your face. But these scenarios are only a few Of the sensuous time I could share with you But just before I go I also want you to know My need for oral gratification Never seems to reach saturation So pretty please will it be alright To suck your cock all through the night ??

28 December 2019

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When I was in the sex shop in Byron Bay just the other day, I was feeling rather shy and coy so I said to the young sales boy. ‘Would you mind helping me choose a sex toy?’ ‘Certainly’, he replied ‘That’s no bother. May I suggest for an elderly lover a porn video of sexy young girls is a must because no doubt it will ignite his lust, and the bawdy sex scene will hopefully make him horny and keen.’  ‘Excuse me Sir!’ Against your remark I must take a stance. Your comments just demonstrate your ignorance. As a matter of fact, as I grow older,  I grow sensually bolder for I am ‘Tess the 'Timeless Sensual Goddess.’ So, tell me; why with youth do you obsess?’ ‘Well’, he retorted ‘Here’s the real deal.  By your age women have lost their sex appeal.  Let’s face it! Calling a spade a spade. When a woman's hair turns grey her looks too will fade. The sad truth is you old Sheila’s are past your use by date to stir a man’s lust.’ And I am betting most likely you have started to rust.’  So, I gave the arrogant clown  a piece of my mind and a dressing down. ‘With all due respect young lad, you need to understand that women of any age can sexually arouse a man. We don’t suddenly turn bat shit boring beige, and our lustful sensuality does not decline with age.   This fact you can trust. Because the truth is that lust  is the juice that feeds the soul, and makes us feel whole.  And for the record your ageist, sexist attitude I truly despise.’ Then right before his astonished eyes I mischievously danced with my pretty pink hat. And can you believe he called me ‘A crazy old bat!’ “Remember” I chided “I am the ‘Tess The Timeless Sensual Goddess’ full of lust and oozing sensuality’ Then toying with my scarf ever so seductively I mustered all my alluring Goddess charm, and teasingly trailed my fingers up and down his arm.  Next, I provocatively stroked his gorgeous thigh, and as he heaved a heavenly sigh I heard him groan and gasp with ecstatic delight. So, I whispered, “Tell me big man are your jeans too tight?” By now I was feeling sassy and bold, and my lust suddenly increased 3-fold so, with gay abandonment I let my inner Goddess dance. Quite obviously common sense didn’t stand a chance. Then ignoring the fact, I was the proverbial ‘old girl’  I smiled coquettishly and seductively gyrated my hips in a come-hither twirl.  By now I was in my stride  So, brazenly I flashed my derrière with aplomb and pride.   Then his eyes boggled.  His knees wobbled,  and finally, when my dress came tumbling down   he collapsed to the floor like a circus clown.  ‘Perhaps’, I remonstrated ‘Because of your feeble mind you temporarily forgot That women of all ages are sexy and hot to trot  “You are incorrigible!” he bemoaned “Can’t you just be sensible?” But obviously that was impossible for I was completely unstoppable. Besides stripping just made me boulder and boulder. So impudently I rolled my naked shoulder “It’s just not fair!” I pouted kicking my leg in the air, and provocatively straddling the wooden chair. Lascivious lust is So! SO! wasted on the young, but now it is my turn to have some bawdy fun.  When I feel my thigh,  it makes me high. With a, Olalla and a heavenly sigh. As my fingers caress  from my thighs to my breasts.  It’s simply the orgasmic best.”  Then I gave my hair a triumphant toss saying with finesse. “Remember every woman is a ‘Timeless Sensual Goddess’ With that I sashayed across the floor Pausing at the shop door. ‘And, by the way  I forgot to say.  I wanted the sex toy  for my gorgeous horny toy boy.             

28 December 2019

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We have arranged for me to pick you up and drive you to our hotel... I have requested that your wear a nice flirty short dress and as always some nice sexy lingerie underneath... As we drive to our hotel, I instruct you to lift your dress to your waist... I tell you to spread your legs... I then order you to slide your panties to one side and expose your sweet smooth pussy... You're greatly turned on by the passing traffic knowing that someone looking into the car could see the unfolding naughtiness... With your already wet pussy exposed, I instruct you to masturbate... You hesitate for a moment but the anticipation of the position you find yourself in now how you so aroused you begin to tease your already swollen clit... It's not long until you really begin to moan your breath deepening... You realise you're now sitting in a pool of your wetness... It is at this point I tell you, you do not have permission to cum... You are to lift your hands and place them on the back of your headrest... I reach across, my hand slides along the inside of your right thigh... Tantalisingly close to your pussy... You bite your lip and look down watching my hand closely as I linger on the uppermost part of the inside of your thigh... You crave my hand continue moving up and across... Eventually it does... I feel the soaking wetness of your pussy, my fingers begin to tease your clit... Just as feel you could be on the verge of climaxing my hand returns to the wheel announcing that we’ve reached the hotel... We kiss passionately all the way to our room.. Your eyes wild with your best fuck me look... As we enter the room I pin you hard against the wall... A hand tightly around your throat, choking you slightly... Our kissing intensifies further as we push into each other... Suddenly I pull away and push you further into the room you stumble but keep your footing... It is then your gaze becomes fixed on the coffee table laden with my toys... You feel me close behind you... I wrap my arms around you... My right hand firmly gropes around your chest... My left hand reaches down between your legs grabbing your pussy beneath you soaked panties... I kiss along your neck, you reach back for me and press your ass into me... Only to receive a firm shove as I bend you over the couch... I run my hands down your back over your ass until I reach the end of your dress... I slide it up over your bum your sexy ass exposed.. I grope your ass firmly in each hand... It's driving you crazy your breathing growing ever louder... I press myself into and you push back feeling me beneath my pants... Only to have me surprise you by stepping away and delivering ten hard spanks that take your breath away you groan and gasp with each slap... You feel as though my hand prints are burned into your ass... You see me move to the coffee table next to you and pick up the flogger and the crop whip you tense realising your poor bum is in for further punishment.... As I move behind you once more you're surprised to feel the soft tickle of a feather run over you ass and down the inside of your thighs... Just as your beginning to relax you feel the sting of the flogger as the tails wrap over your ass... I alternate between it and the crop whip until you ass is burning red and you're not sure you can take much more... I grab you by your hair and pull you up turning your head towards me I kiss you... Just as you turn yourself further around to me I shove you away and order you to strip... I watch as you slowly slide off your dress dress... I instruct you to next remove you bra, then to turn around and bend over while you pull down your panties... I tell you to turn around and face me I approach you and caress my hand over your cheeks, my hands slide their way down to your chest and I begin to tweak your erect nipples... I look into your eyes as you softly groan while I do this... My hands return to your face and I trace my thumb around your lips you playfully nibble at my thumb as my hands slide away caressing over you cheeks before reaching and gathering your hair behind your head... I pull you down to your knees in front of me and force your head into my crotch you feel cock hardening beneath my pants, I instruct you to undo my belt, you struggle to unclip it pulling on your hair I pull your head back so you're looking straight up at me I and tell you to hurry up... Eventually you get it you rush to undo my pants and pull them off along with my underwear, I step out of them both as you take my hard cock into your mouth... My hands rest on the back of your head and I force you to take it deep down your throat... I tell you not to let my cock come out of your mouth but you can't help it as I hold your head down on the base of my cock you begin to gag you push yourself off with an eruption of spit as you try to breathe... I pull you to your feet and throw you over the couch... My hands grab around your waist and pull your ass up as your still struggling to recover from the face fucking... I spread your legs and impale you on my cock... I thrust deep into you... You let out a loud moan... As I pound harder and deeper into you as you begin to sink into the couch, your moans become muffled as you bite the pillows... Without warning I throw you from the couch onto the floor in front of me and shower you with my cum... You think now you may get a chance to catch your breath but I grab you by the hair on top of your head and begin to drag you towards the bedroom... You're on your hands and knees, crawling after me... However you're not moving quick enough for my liking and you suddenly feel the sting of the crop whip on bare ass as I insist you hurry up... Your beautiful breasts bounce around as you crawl as fast as you an struggling to keep up with me but eager to avoid the whip... I drag you into the bedroom and pull you up onto the bed where my bed restraint is already set up waiting... I straddle on top of you placing a cuff on each wrist and ankle I secure you to the restraint, tying you on your back spread eagle ... I leave you for a couple of minutes before you begin to hear toys landing all around you on the bed, various clicks and clunks then all of a sudden you let out a little squeal... I tease around your nipples with an ice cube, you shiver as I slide the ice down your body, over your stomach and down to your pussy, you shriek as I hold it directly onto your clit before placing it inside you and covering your pussy with the warmth of my other hand causing a strange sensation you can not describe... Then you begin to feel the sting of the flogger wrap over your body... Stinging over your stomach, over your thighs and over your breasts... You struggle against the restraints trying to avoid the inevitable stinging tails... Quickly this is replaced with the softness of a feather tracing over your body... Brushing over your arms, body and legs, tickling as it flicks against your exposed underarms, nipples and clit... Then you hear the sweet sound of the wands vibrations begin... You shift your pelvis up begging that I pleasure you...For a moment that seems like a lifetime I tease holding the wand just below your belly button slowly rolling it around and down closer to your sweet pussy... Finally I hold it against your clit, you moan immediately... You feel immense pleasure spreading from between your legs making you moan louder and louder... I increase the wands vibrations and you again pull hard against the restraints your whole body begins to shake as the pleasure continues to build and take over your entire body... Then you cum and you cum hard your whole body shakes uncontrollably as I keep the wand directly onto your clit... You keep cumming over and over and over until you beg me to stop your body exhausted and clit so swollen sensitive... You're relieved to hear me switch off the wand but watching you cum has turned me on so much Im in no mood to let you just lay there recovering... I have to have you again... You feel me undo the ankle restraints and lift your legs up as high as they're able to go towards your shoulders before securing them to the restraint just below your wrists ...you feel me position myself between your legs.. I tease the head of my rock hard cock around the entrance of your sweet wet pussy for what seems like an eternity then I thrust myself hard and deep into you... Pounding harder and deeper into you with every thrust you're moaning uncontrollably with your pussy still pulsing and tingling from the sweet torment of the wand now being pounded by my cock... You bite hard down onto my shoulder as I continue to fuck you... I place a hand around your throat tightening to choke you slightly, causing your pussy to tighten around my cock, you feel so good I can't help but to cum deep inside you... Then I stand up and leave you laying in a pool of our wetness with a big cheeky grin on your face... You hear me wandering around and  you think we've finished our fun as I undo the wrist then the ankle restraints and finally remove the blindfold... You lift yourself up to kiss me and we do briefly and passionately with my arms wrapped around you... Suddenly I push you away back down into the bed, I turn you over onto your stomach and with my hands around hips I lift your bum into the air... I slightly spread your legs and again secure your ankles to the web... Then I pull your arms under you between your legs cuffing your wrists together before securing them to the bed restraint... You feel me kneeling behind you... My hands tracing and groping over your sexy ass... Then I begin to spank you... I spank you over and over alternating between each of your cheeks until they're both burning red and you're beginning to groan with each slap... You're relieved when you feel me press in behind you knowing I'm too close to spank you anymore... I place my cock into your hands and you begin to play with me as I trace my hands over your back gently caressing and massaging you.. You feel my dick getting bigger and hardening in your hands, it's not long before you have me fully erect again... You bite your lip in anticipation of being fucked again... You feel me position myself behind you and guide my cock into you... My hands grip around your waist and I begin to fuck hard into you again... Your hands being so close to your pussy you begin to tease your clit as I thrust harder and deeper into you... Noticing you playing with yourself I withdraw momentarily to place the wand in your hands, you hold it vibrating slow and gently against your  clit and again immediately you begin to moan... You feel me get positioned behind you again but instead of re entering your sweet pussy I shove myself into your ass you groan as your ass stretches around my cock as I grind my cock deeper and deeper into you... Still holding the wand on your clit you begin to experience the extraordinary mix of pleasure and pain as I fuck your tight little ass... You begin to relax a little and I can fuck you harder and harder thrusting the entire length of my cock into your sexy ass... You're beginning to tremble under me with the pleasure growing more and more intense and then I feel your whole body shudder as you cum and cum hard screaming in pleasure... Seeing your body overcome with orgasmic pleasure is too much for me I stand over you and shower my cum over your back and bum... I reach down and undo the restraints and you collapse down exhausted onto the bed... I kiss along the back of your neck before taking your hand and guiding you into the shower with me...

12 December 2019

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The course was designed by a seasoned tour professional, renowned for his long hitting and clever approach shots. The fairways were cast upon acres and acres of lush greenery, breathtaking scenes, dense hazards, ample water and eighteen holes of pristinely manicured landscaping. A golfer's dream. The course was only available to members and almost impossible to gain access too. The common man and public could only dream of stepping foot on the sacred greens. Membership alone was nearing $100,000 per year and only the very successful ever played at the illustrious and private course. Naturally, such a price had its perks and there were many rumours surrounding those who carried membership. The course was shrewd in its secrecy and a haven for the rich and famous. It was also almost exclusively for men with only a handful of women ever known to have graced the course. Emma had two hobbies, golf and investigative journalism. Both hobbies had often led her longing to get inside the walls of the club and experience all the course had to offer, for better or worse. The only issue was that you had to be recommended by a current member who would take you on a round but only once you paid the 10% deposit. That meant almost $10,000 would need to be spent just to access the course for a single round. As much as she loved the sport, that kind of money was out of her reach. Emma had begged her boss at the local newspaper to give her the funds to complete the round and get an inside view of what the club offered. 'I know they are hiding something in there.' She had pleaded. 'I just need a chance to expose them. The story could be huge!' Her pleading had mostly fallen on deaf ears but out of the blue, he had accepted and, in doing so, had completely taken her by surprise when he had made a startling admission. 'The owner has expressed a desire to have more women at the club and they have a few openings, I can take you for a round and they will waive the deposit.' 'What about being escorted by a member?' She had asked with her excitement peaking. 'I am a member.' He had confided, causing her jaw to drop. 'I'll take you on a round this Sunday and you'll be given the full tour, the whole package. You'll be treated like a member for the day and you'll see all it has to offer.' He stared at her, enjoying her reaction and uncontained excitement. 'And I'm told they are so keen to have a few more females that you'll be given a way to join the club, free of charge.' 'Free of charge!?' she exclaimed. '$100,000 off? They must be really keen for more women!' 'You in or not?' 'Does a bear shit in the woods?' 'Meet me here on Sunday at 8am.' With that Emma was sent back to work, a skip in her step as the delirium of the occasion echoed through her body. She could hardly wait. The day dragged as did the week, but she practically bounded out of bed when her alarm sounded Sunday morning. She arrived at the meeting point at 7.30am, parking her old sedan in the empty garage. No one worked on a Sunday and she had her pick of the parking spots, choosing to stop near where her bosses often parked. She jumped out the car, nervous energy pulsating through her. Emma grabbed her clubs and waited. At exactly 8am, a rather expensive and unfamiliar sports car rolled to a stop beside her. Two men were inside, and she recognised one to be her boss who gradually got out the car to meet her. The other man was introduced as the owner of the course and handshakes were conducted. The owner, Drew, looked over her intently, taking in her long blonde hair, light blue shirt and short white skirt that had a faint pink outline down the seams. Apparently, he approved and motioned her to get into the car. Emma had grabbed her clubs, but Drew had raised a hand in protest. 'You won't be needing those dear, he smiled, handing her the car keys. Today, you're getting the whole membership package which includes a brand-new set of clubs and a car. You'll be member 167, hence the licence plate.' Emma stared in disbelief at both men and took notice of the plate which simply had the number 167 on it. No more. No less. Emma wondered at its legality which caused the journalist inside her to twitch, however, the golfer inside of her was far more interested at this point and she eagerly grabbed the keys. She had never driven a sports car before and the engine purred as she pressed down on the accelerator. Twenty minutes later and perhaps taking a slightly longer route than required, she manoeuvred the vehicle down a long drive, past the security gates and into the private surrounds. Taking in the scenery for the first time and gasping at the affluent grounds, she parked the car beside a row of similar vehicles. Looking at the licence plates she concluded she had parked between members 117 and 142. There were approximately 30 other sports cars within the parking spaces, all with personalized number plates. Three motorized carts immediate appeared and Emma became aware she would have her own transport for the round. The cart was far from the usual golf attire and was decked with gold, leather seats, wine cooler, radio and numerous other features. Her cart was the only one that held a set of clubs and she marvelled over the brand-new set, a popular brand and seemingly tailor made for her. On closer inspection, she saw 167 had been etched into both the cart and every club within her set. As she marvelled at the attire, she noticed Drew and her boss in discussion before the owner approached her. 'Emma, love, we are quite keen to have more females at our club, but we only offer our membership to the very best. I'm willing to place a wager with you, if you beat me today, you can join for free. Right here. Today.' 'Oh wow!' Emma was ecstatic at the opportunity. 'Thank you! But you mentioned a wager? What happens if I lose?' 'You'll be given a chance to meet some of our other members and given a second chance.' 'So, if I win, I'm in and If I lose, I still get another shot?' Emma asked inquisitively. 'Correct. Shall we start?' Drew asked, motioning towards the sign with 'Hole One, 457m, Par 4' written upon it. 'Absolutely!' Emma shrieked. For the most part, Emma was an exceptional golfer and she had entered many tournaments previously. She was confident in her ability but soon fell behind both men, their accuracy and power lending for several better positions on the long, expansive course. Unperturbed, she took in the course management, astounded by the beauty of the course and the immaculate upkeep. Everywhere she looked, screamed wealth. The paths were marble, and the signage all laced in gold, there was not a stone or leaf out of place and the clubhouse towered in the background, the three-story building etched in stone and not unbecoming of a castle. Emma was in love and enjoyed every shot, even as she slowly lost ground on the two men. By the last hole, Emma was seven shots behind her boss and nine shots behind Drew. As she stood on the green, about to make a simple foot-long putt it dawned to her that this might be the last shot she ever makes on such a course. She felt an insatiable sadness in her stomach as the little ball rolled toward the hole, a ting emanating as it found its target and sunk beneath the ground. 'Well played, you were a couple under par there, impressive.' Drew smiled. 'Thanks. I really enjoyed it. You had me beat pretty early, but you mentioned a second chance?' 'Yes, I did, didn't I.' He admitted. 'However, I'm not really sure it's for you. Perhaps it's time we return you to your car.' He looked over at her boss who merely shrugged in reply. 'I'd really appreciate the opportunity.' She said, pleadingly. 'Well, you see dear, the girls at the club are expected to be exceptional and while you are certainly better than the average player, you'd have to benefit the club in other ways to maintain a membership here.' 'Other ways?' 'Yes, only about 5% of our members are females and they tend to work here. You know, when they are not playing.' 'I think this would be an amazing place to work!' Emma exclaimed before realising she was within earshot of her current boss. 'You know if it were possible and everyone agreed.' 'Well, it would only be once a week, on a Sunday actually.' Drew said. 'I'm sure that will be okay with you?' He looked at her boss. 'She doesn't work weekends currently?' Emma's excitement grew as she watched her boss nod in agreement. Work once a week to earn membership to an exclusive $100,000 per year club? This was too good to be true! What would she be expected to do? Did it matter? She'd do anything! 'Well, I guess we could give her the afternoon to trial.' Drew said, looking at her. 'Thing is, I don't know if you're the right fit.' Emma sensed her opportunity being taken away. 'I'd love to give it a go. I'm happy to do anything.' 'Anything?' Drew asked, cautiously. Emma nodded her head in agreement, a little unease sweeping through her in the way he spoke that single word but still, she wanted that membership more than anything. Also, she felt a need to inspect further with her boss on hand and having given her the opportunity to investigate. She needed to know what else was here. What was the story? 'Follow me.' Drew said, getting into his cart. 'Let's see if she's good to her word.' Emma followed the motorized buggies as they raced towards the clubhouse. Once parked, Drew came over to her and ushered her forward through the glass sliding doors. The clubhouse resembled a palace with an internal waterfall and an almost obscene amount of gold, silver and crystal. Emma's mind boggled at the cost of building such an entrance, however, she was quickly escorted from the foyer and into a side door. Drew sat her down on a wooden seat inside a room that appeared to be a locker room yet was carpeted and abounded in wealth. 'Well, Emma.' Drew started. 'This is your second chance draw. Behind me are several small rooms, you'll see 167 has been sketched upon one of the doors. That is your room. You'll find it adjoins several other of our member's rooms and, if you wish to join our club, all we ask is that you keep our members happy.' He paused. 'The role I'm offering you is to work a full Sunday, every Sunday, within your designated room.' 'And what do I need to do within the room?' Emma asked, suspiciously. 'Whatever is required.' Drew answered, cryptically. 'Should we give it a go?' 'I'm not really sure what I need to do?' Emma replied. 'You can leave now if you prefer?' 'Will I be alone in the room?' 'Yes.' 'I'll be alone in the room every Sunday? 'Yes.' 'How do I keep your members happy?' 'Would you like to give it a go or would you rather finish the tour here?' Drew asked. 'I really need an answer.' Emma's mind raced with possibilities but casting her mind back over the 18 holes she had just played and the overall celebrity experience, she couldn't bring herself to leave. Not yet. 'Okay.' She said meekly. Drew led her towards the back rooms and opened the door marked 167. Emma peered inside and was surprised to see a quaint cubicle, padded seats lined the outer walls and there was a desk, tv and couch centrally. Drew motioned for her to enter and remarked; 'We'll give you an hour and see how you go.' She stepped inside, and the door closed behind her. Emma took in her surroundings and made a bee-line for the couch. What exactly did they want her to do? She looked over the desk for instruction but there was nothing written. She sat on the couch and glanced around the room. Odd that all the furniture was in the middle, why was there padded seating around the whole perimeter? The shower and locker at the far end were the only resemblances of a typical locker room. Weird. It took only a minute for her to have her answer. As she searched for the television remote a soft sliding of wood caught her ear and following the noise, she realised a small hole had appeared in the right-hand wall. Inquisitive, she approached and kneeling upon the padded seating, casually looked through the hole. The room she peered into was similar to her own. Emma could clearly make out the shower and locker at the far end, and something appeared written on the far wall. Emma Leaned in closer to attempt to read the print, irked and mystified at the whole experience. Squinting, she could make out the writing. "Keep the members happy and keep your 167 membership. You have one hour." Besides the writing, a clock with huge illuminated numbers beamed 60 minutes and zero seconds. As she stared, the clock moved and 60 became 59.59 and it began its descent, the seconds quickly falling by. Emma read it twice and pondered its meaning before hearing a now familiar sound. Wood being slid open. She surveyed the room and was shocked to see a large semi-erect penis protruding through the wall. On it, a single piece of paper hung via a thin thread. Emma stared in horror at the intruder. It certainly wasn't the first she'd seen but never in this kind of circumstance. She stared at the paper before curiosity got the better of her and she crept over towards it. The meat flinched as she reached out and tugged the thread, the piece of paper coming off and resting in her palm. The paper had only one word scribbled upon it, in what was clearly a gentleman's hand-writing. It simply said, "hands". Emma watched in a weird sense of fascination as the penis began to stir and rise a little in anticipation. She marvelled as it grew, eventually stretching out and resulting in seven inches of thick meat protruding into her locker room. She read the note again and it dawned on her that she would be required to please this member with a hand job. "Please the members." She thought, realising that Drews words may not have been referring to those who played at the course but rather the projection between their legs. Emma thought back to the round she had played, the feeling of rejoicing of new clubs, the thrill of the ride and the car that awaited her if she survived the hour. "Ah, to hell with it." She thought and grabbed the erection between her fingers. It was an odd sensation to her, feeling his pulsations through her hand but having no other contact with him. Her lovemaking was often sensual and erotic while this felt strange. She grasped his member firmly and slowly ran her hand back and forth, increasing her rhythm incrementally until she felt his erection start to shake. She kept her hand moving up and down his shaft as it tensed in her hand and gushed a sticky white liquid over her fingers and down the padded seats. As she eased her rubbing motion, the package withdrew, and she was left with a sticky mess upon her fingertips. Emma walked over to the shower and used the sink. A soap dispenser had been installed and she washed her hands thoroughly. What would her boss think about this? Her thoughts were scattered and wild, recollecting what she had just endured and the eeriness of it all. Rumours had abounded for years on the practices between the course walls, but this was a little unsettling and completely unexpected. Another sliding in the wall interrupted her thoughts and she stared as another lump of veiny meat poked through the wall. Again, a thread with a tiny piece of paper hung from his shaft, already erect and glistening in anticipation. This member was thicker and longer than the last, almost nine inches and was up there with the largest Emma had encountered. She took the note and read the single word upon it; "Mouth". Emma knelt on the padded cushions and stared at the cock before her. It was long and firm and bent on an upward trajectory. She found that she wanted to taste it, that it almost beckoned her. In a weird trance, she put her lips on the tip and felt it flinch to her touch. Slowly she licked the lip then ran her tongue along the entire shaft, lubricating the skin and causing it to shimmer in the locker room lights. She placed her lips around the shaft and pressed them tight around the head, her tongue flicking over the tip. Gently she pushed forward, taking inch by inch into her mouth and agonisingly negotiating her way down his shaft. After a few inches, she paused, savouring his taste and using her tongue to run circles over the firmness. It completely took her by surprise when after only a minute of teasing, it erupted within her mouth, discharging a wave of fluid straight down her throat and causing her to gag in surprise. She pulled back a little but kept her mouth upon him as he shuddered and spat at her, her tongue pooling his release. Without a word, the erection disappeared back into the wall and the opening slid shut. Emma swallowed and sat there blinking in astonishment. A minute or two passed without incident and Emma waited expectantly for the sound of wood sliding open. She noticed the original hole in the wall was still there and drew her eye alongside to peek inside. The clock was still moving, 46.47 upon its digital dial. A sound she was now accustomed too caused her to turn her head, only a meter away, another package poked through the wall. This one hung limp, barely protruding, with the note hanging lose. Emma walked over and saw this one had written "Hands". She almost felt disappointed as she grabbed it between her fingers. A few tugs and gentle persuasion as the member started to swell, eventually, it peaked, and Emma had just about a handful to work with. She began to stroke the ridged swelling when another opening appeared right in front of her. The second intrusion was much more impressive, already erect and standing proud. Emma could read the note without taking the piece of paper off and she instinctively put her lips around the shaft. She now had her right hand manoeuvring up and down a skinny four-inch phallus while her lips pushed down hungrily over the larger erection. Her nose touched the wall as she took him within her throat, resisting the urge to gag and trying to ensure she kept a moderate pace with her preoccupied right hand. Emma had never entertained two men at once and the scenario seemed unreal, a dream, she worked on both strangers, completely unaware of any of their features. Were they old? Young? Masculine? Tall? Handsome? She had no idea, but the uncanny scene had her heart racing and her body was beginning to react. With her free left hand, she almost unwilling reached between her legs, surprised at how damp her underwear had become. The member in her right hand suddenly spluttered and a drool of cum escaped, wetting her fingers. It disappeared before she even realised it was over. With only the sole cock to occupy her attention, she sucked deeply, her lips sealing around his shaft in a vice-like grip. With enthusiasm she bobbed her head back and forth, all the while her fingers played with her own body, delicately rubbing and flicking at her own sensitive button. She had her nose pressed against the wall, her tongue flicking over the engorged meat between her lips when her body began to shake. She held the pose, taking in as much as she could, the tip of his erection bulging her throat as her own legs quivered and trembled. She was still shaking when she felt the shaft between her tips tense. Emma made the mistake of withdrawing her lips to watch the erection shake and she felt the salty fluid splash across her cheek and down her chin. Impulsively, she clutched her lips around the pulsating meat and felt as drop by drop entered her throat. She swallowed hungrily, savouring the taste. The man kept his manhood protruding through the wall and Emma continued to lick and savour every drop, eventually, the well ran dry and after a minute or two, he clearly couldn't stand it any longer and the little door slid shut, his erection disappearing. The next opening revealed a large black penis and Emma almost literally choked upon the owner's request. She had never taken a black man in her mouth before and had struggled to get her lips around the monster, his hard package stretching her lips wide apart. Eventually, she had tasted his release and her jaw was numb and throbbing by the time the darkened phallus disappeared through the wall. The next two members had given her time to repair with both asking for her hands to greet them. The eighth erection to enter her stall had brought a surprise when the owner had placed a condom upon his manhood. Her suspicions were founded when she read the note, the word "pussy" scrawled across the paper. Emma had taken some time to arrange herself in the doggy style position so that she could welcome him between her legs. The sound of her cheeks slapping against the wall echoed around the room and Emma orgasmed twice before the erection disappeared. She was unsure if he had finished or not with the latex wrapper preventing any seepage between her walls and her own legs shaking too violently, she was unsure who was shaking the most. With a sudden break in proceedings, she glanced back into the original hole to view the clock. 7.21. She almost felt sorry that the day was coming to an end. There was just time for one last massage and Emma gripped the cock hard between her lips, letting her tongue flick over the shaft and bobbing her head back and forth frantically, wanting to conclude the man before time ran out. The door to her cubicle opened just as the man found release, and Emma removed her vice-like oral grip and glanced towards the doorway, causing his seed to splash across her cheeks. Drew walked in and Emma got to her feet as the erection disappeared. "I think you have earned this.' He said, giving her the keys with 167 written upon the tag. 'I think I'll enjoy being here.' She smiled, wiping her face. 'You must remember this is an exclusive club and what happens here, stays here. Any member caught disclosing even the slightest information, whether it be about the course, the clubhouse or what goes on here will be severely dealt with. You must understand powerful people work here and expect their privacy. That said, if you obey these rules you can come here and play as often as you like and take in all the club has to offer.' 'It sounds amazing.' Emma replied. 'Just remember, Sunday is your day in here.' He winked. You'll be expected to show from 6am and stay until 12pm. Lunch will, of course, be provided.' 'I'm sure I'll leave full.' She giggled. 'Oh, one last thing before you leave.' Drew said. 'I picked your boss up this morning, do you mind dropping him off back home? 'Not at all.' She confessed. Tidied up and with her seat belt on, she reversed out the parking lot, her boss smiling at her. 'So, you managed to get a membership?' He exclaimed. 'Congratulations!' 'Thanks.' She smiled back. 'I can't wait to play here. I might even beat you one day!' 'We'll see about that.' He retorted. 'So, what did you have to do with the second chance draw? How'd you get your membership?' 'You know I can't tell you but I'm pretty sure you have a good idea.' 'Oh? And what gives you that impression?' He asked. 'Well, there are a couple of reasons.' Emma stated. 'Firstly, you're a member but own a newspaper capable of telling the world what happens here. I've been begging you for months to find a way to get inside so I could write a story and you've never even dropped the slightest hint that you were involved here. Clearly, you are looked after and given all the membership benefits.' 'And the second reason?' He inquired. 'Your fly is still undone.' -End-

29 October 2019

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Denial of Denying The End Game “Good morning Sir” came the text The sun had just touched the land “Good morning special one” I replied, “So Sir, what do you have planned?” She was eager to know what it was That awaited her arrival that night She’d been asking, guessing for an entire week My lips, sealed, try as she might “I have told you to be here at 8, and further questions not to ask. You’ll arrive and then you’ll be greeted and only then be given your task” “Yes Sir” she replied immediately Accepting her persistence wouldn’t, break my silence regarding that night, and that ask me again, she shouldn’t Eight on the dot came the knock “It’s me Sir!” cried her voice “Come in. Sit down” I instructed Instructed...... no “if”, no choice She entered to a darkened room And sat down with hands on her lap I approached silently from behind And on her shoulder did I lightly tap She jumped and smiled back at me “You startled me Sir, I’m sorry” I smiled caressing her face “It’s only me my special one, don’t worry” Her shoulders relaxed, she sighed I reached out, she took my hand I led her to the bedroom where In the doorway she did stand Looking in to what I’d prepared She was both shocked and pleased She knew all of the items there, Some for her pleasure, some for her to be teased “Sir...” she began to utter “Hush” I interrupted her request “Clothes on the floor, lay on the bed, “Be a good girl”... “Sir, I’ll do my best” And with that my heart was filled. She knew that pleased me most Her desire to please, to try, to want Was what I’d emphatically boast She laid down and I began to strap Wrists then ankles, not a peep, not a holler Her thighs tied down then she uttered, “Please Sir, may I have my collar?” “Of coarse you may precious” And with that, I fastened it tight Laying a kiss on her soft lips Her eyes glistened in the soft candle light My mouth then ventured south Tasting her supple, soft neck Her shoulder, then her chest Her nipples in anticipation, erect I tasted each of them As I did, I heard her moan in delight She wanted to grab the back of my head But her entire body was strapped down tight I made my way down her belly Licking, kissing, lapping her soft skin Her legs already spread wide She had no idea of the position she was in As my mouth danced around her pussy Her legs clenching as she tried To bring my mouth atop her clit As her frustration she tried to hide With a smile on my face I whispered “No my dear, you must wait” “Wait for how long?” She whimpered “Till I say so. But it won’t be too late” Caressing her inner thighs Her body wriggled, she screamed “Please Sir, I can’t take it!” That’s when toward her I leaned I took her swollen clit in my mouth and stroked her wet pussy with my finger She was ready for my tongue to go crazy But instead it was still and merely lingered She pushed her hips upwards As if to force the friction upon it This was met with a spank on her arse She understood and relaxed as I licked her clit With the first lick her moan Could be heard from outside Her excitement and anticipation Grew with each lap, with each glide Of my tongue on her entry Then suddenly I came to a stop She looked in astonishment As off the bed I hopped Her eyes nearly crying “Please Sir, please may I cum?” “Oh special one, some patience; your journey has just begun!” I reached under the bed And brought out her spreader bar Click, click in place it went “Are you ready my little star?” And with that the vibrator came out and on her clit it came to rest “Are you ready for what’s to come?” I said Her reply; “Sir; I’ll do my best!” With that I flicked the switch And her orgasms instantly started With each of them her screams grew louder And wider her legs seemingly parted As her pussy grew wetter and wetter Her shaking body rattled the bed “Please Sir, no more, please!” So I turned up the intensity instead She screamed louder and louder “Yes, yes!” Then “NO MORE!”, with every exploding orgasm, two, then three, then four Five to ten passed quickly We were in double digits now “How can I make this more intense?” I asked myself And with that, I knew exactly how Her nipples standing erect I clamped the left one, then right And so neither of them fell off I screwed them on extra tight Screaming again she begged me “Please Sir; may I have a break?” Then I turned the dial to maximum And looked on at her body violently shake Nineteen, twenty, twenty one Twenty two, then three, “give me one more!” And as she screamed, sheets utterly drenched I turned the machine off at twenty four She lay there, an utterly gorgeous mess As I unfastened her cuffs and bars Her body reduced to jelly As she lay gazing at the stars In my arms I held her, She cried quietly into my chest “Did my special one enjoy her little journey?” “Sir”, she sobbed “I enjoyed twenty four the best.....”

29 October 2019

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It was going to be her first time with a girl. Is was my first time attempting to switch. The lead up had been amazing. I had gotten myself and her off on teasing her and telling her what we were going to do with her. Finally the night had arrived. I stand in the apartment dressed in my lingerie and little skirt. I have my 6inch stilettos so she can hear my footsteps when she's brought in blindfolded, by her dom, in a few moments. I've sprayed my favorite perfume, had music playing, fuck was i nervous as hell. The door opens, and he leads her in. I force myself to walk briskly over to her, my heals clicking loudly on the floor. I reach up and kiss her passionately. Her breath catches and I throb as I place the collar around her neck. Her legs almost give way and her dom has to hold her up, we both undress her and take in every inch of her amazing body with our eyes, hands and mouths. Her body responded, her legs buckled and the groans of pleasure as we took a nipple each in our mouths. I hand her dom the lead and he instantly brings her attention. He grabs her by the throat over her collar and pulls her backpacks to kiss her and ask her if she's going to be a good little bday present for me. I'm dripping down my thighs now. He leads her to the bed and lays her down for me to be able to look at and devour her pussy. I'm dying now I wanna say something but I've been told not to and the sub in me obeys that. I spent ages enjoying her pelussy with my mouth and fingers. Her writhing and groans as she enjoyed and came was amazing. All of a sudden her dom grabs her by the throat and asked her if she wanted to eat my pussy. I almost came as she grinned under her blindfold and answered "fuck yes" he put her head between my legs as I layed on my back. And she blew me away and I was coming all over her face over and over. She let out the most amazing sexy giggle as she felt and tasted me cum. After several orgasms I just had to see her eyes as she was devouring my pussy like someone who's done it for the whole life. I reached down and lifted the blindfold off her eyes. And saw the most incredible smiling sexy cheeky eyes. I came as she continued to stare at me and devour my pussy. I cupped her cum covered smiling face and spoke for the first time. "Oh my fucking god you're a good girl..... Our night continued from there for another 5 or so hours. And all I can say is... Best birthday ever.

22 September 2019

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Saffy had been given EXPLICIT instructions. The time. The place. Exactly what she was expected to wear. With her dark hair slicked back, she was striking in the neck to ankle black latex bodysuit which was complemented by the 6-inch thigh-high boots she wore like a boss. Her makeup was perfect. Smokey eye. Bright red lipstick. As planned, she arrived at the warehouse precisely at 4pm and let herself through the door she'd been given the key to. It was only moments before she found the room and she confidently let herself in. The room was small - 2 metres by 2. Three of the walls were equipped with hollowed-out perfectly round holes - all 3 displayed a cock of varying girth, proportion and state of arousal. With her satin-gloved hand, Saffy took 2 of the cocks and began to pull them from the base of the hole in the walls. The 3rd cock, she placed in her mouth and started sucking it until it was poking proudly through the hole. She spat on his cock and then moved to the one on her right - again placing his shaft into her mouth and this time using a hand to twist him as she sucked. The whole time, her other hand was pulling the 3rd guy. She continued the glory hole for 45 minutes, paying equal attention to the participants. Each one began to remove his penis and Saffy knew that this was the moment that phase 2 was to be carried out. She quickly reapplied her bright red lipstick and went through another door. This room was much larger. Dimly lit mostly but right towards one end of the room was an area that was brighter. She saw now that there were 4 men and they were all in costume. Black latex chaps, entire black leather face masks. Nobody wore a shirt. They were standing around the swing that was suspended from the ceiling and also securely bolted to a wall. Some were stroking their hard cocks. The swing was one of the best Saffy had seen and she could barely wait to get in it! She laid down - her whole body supported. The guy at the lower end then additionally placed her feet in the stirrups before he rammed his cock deep into her! At first, she grabbed the swing supports near hear arms and head but before long she was grasping a cock in each hand and had one being thrust down her throat. Each one took turns to fuck Saffy and the more they fucked her, the more she wanted them to. At the most intense moment, she was vigorously sucking a cock while the other 2 guys slapped her tits through her bodysuit as she was having her pussy pounded when the guy fucking her reached up to the neck of her bodysuit and ripped it down the middle in one go. Her tits now exposed were bouncing harder and harder as he fucked her and then the other 2 who had been slapping her before her clothes were torn, blew all over her - Spurting loads of hot cum from her neck to her stomach, over nipples and rubbing their cum all over her chest and neck. The cock in her mouth could take it no longer and he totally lost his load deep down Saffy's throat. It began dripping from her mouth down her chin. With one last massive heave, Saffy felt the full blast of hot cum being rammed inside her swollen and engorged pussy. She was removing herself from the restraints when she heard the familiar 'click' of a key turning in a lock. Their next whore was on time. That was her cue to leave...

17 September 2019

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