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Angela performed an erotic dance in front of Cheryl, a hybrid that had elements of belly dancing, Samba and a stripper’s nasty tricks. She twisted her torso, bounced and jiggled her oversized ass, threw out her breasts with their huge nipples, and made seductive gestures with her mouth and tongue. Jenny emerged, dressed in an ultra-tight pair of jeans with only a red bra. She was in black spike heels. Jenny ignored Cheryl, focusing her erotic dance for Angela’s amusement. Angela responded by grabbing Jenny’s hips from behind, pushing her back so she would bend over, and dry humping her ass with short, hard thrusts. Angela was much larger and heavier than Jenny, so one very hard thrust caused Jenny to land on her belly, flat on the floor.

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Days and then weeks went by. She often abstained from sexual activity so she wouldn’t waste her orgasms beforehand. Sometimes she went around with sopping wet panties thinking this was it, her strap-on rapist was about to strike… gulping with a certain fear and anticipation; other times, out of impatience, she wondered if she had been the victim of a con game.

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Summary: Cheryl Hart is is a bored suburban housewife who hires a special service to fulfill her kinky fantasies. She is abducted by a gang of Lesbians who use her for BDSM and sex.

Introduction.

Cheryl had just completed the latest grueling day of her insipid life. She flipped on the lights in the foyer of her posh suburban house, remarking to herself how tired she felt. Her leather valise was plunked on the kitchen counter and she poured herself a glass of champagne. Cheryl felt hot and exhausted. She popped the top buttons of her blouse and pulled her scarf out, wiping the sweat from her face with the tail. Her fingers released the clasp that held her hair tightly against her scalp. Cheryl turned up her collar, changing her appearance and sensation from a stern executive to a relaxed, sensuous woman. For Cheryl, life had a dual existence. During the day, she was the authoritative executive, buttoned up in the layered shell of power suits, the ever present burgundy valise tucked under her arm or slung over her shoulder… but at night, she was a rutting whore, craving rough sex and hard cocks.

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Camilla was 27. She had been bi sexually orientated ever since her sexual awakening at the age of 15. And she had always been somehow especially fascinated by strong, dominating women and had always loved the fantasy of being submissive, but never had she really tried any kind of domme/sub relationship. A few months ago she got to know somebody in a special bdsm chat room. She called herself Mistress Jeniffer and the had started chatting and talking about bdsm. Soon it was clear that Camilla loved her role as an online sub and it was only a few weeks later that they had met in real for the first time.

Mistress Jeniffer lived a few hours away and Camilla had visited her at her home. It had been a perfectly erotic weekend of hot lesbian domme/sub sex. There was no real pain involved but a lot of dominance by Mistress Jeniffer.

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Smack, Smack, Smack! My poor butt kept getting spanked hard. Then the spanks became lighter for awhile. She slowed down the pace of the blows, and then stopped for a few minutes, giving my ass some time to recover. It still stung like Hell even when she wasn’t spanking it. She tenderly massaged it after the first round of spankings had stopped.

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“No, I was tied up by another ex-boyfriend once.”

“What kind of restraints?”

“He tied me to the bedposts with silk scarves. He tied up both my hands and feet.”

“Silk scarves, huh. If you had really struggled, could you have ripped the scarves and escaped, Slave Miranda?”

“Yes, I suppose I could have.”

“Well, you are going to be introduced to severe restraints tonight. In my duffel bag I have two pairs of professional police handcuffs. I understand that Mistress Karen has a queen size brass bed in her bedroom. Let’s all walk to the bedroom and get started, shall we?” Mistress Lynn and Karen started to walk to Karen’s bedroom. I obediently followed.

“Slave Miranda, strip off your dress.” Mistress Lynn yelled to me.

I peeled the dress off and threw it on the soft thick white carpet of Karen’s bedroom. In my private thoughts, I still considered Karen to be my friend Karen, not a mistress, but with Lynn, I immediately thought of her as “Mistress Lynn.” I stood by the side of the bed, naked and scared.

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My eyes quickly scanned the sidewalk. There were people everywhere. I would cause a commotion if I followed her orders.

“Can I at least keep my shoes on, Mistress Karen?” I begged.

“No. In the buff means in the buff. Not one article of clothing. Go on, get naked!”

I looked out the window one last time to make sure there were no cops. I pulled the black dress up over my head and placed it in the back seat of Karen’s car. I removed my shoes and left them on the floor by my seat. She even made me remove my necklace and watch. I opened the door and put my bare feet on the ground, feeling scared as hell as I prepared to streak to the Wendy’s.

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Was hanging with my friend Karen one Saturday night, and we were drinking beers and watching a movie. Usually I am with a bigger group of people or with my boyfriend on Saturday night, but somehow just the two of us had ended up alone together at her apartment. It was about midnight when she came up with an unusual bet, and I took the bait.

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I had a dream about you and I last night and it was about the first time. I was in school and you had been trying to reach me for quite awhile and I had been avoiding you because I was so busy flirting and teasing guys at school. Finally you left a message for me telling me that my ticket was at the airport and to fly to you and check into a certain hotel that you had already made reservations at. The message was very stern and you sounded very controlled but angry. You said something like, “Since you are refusing to return my messages, then I will take you out of that setting there that seems to be so distracting to you. Your tickets are at the airport. You will be there to be on your plane at 10 PM to fly here. Once you get here, you will check into the Damascus hotel. You will be in the room….waiting for me…until I arrive. This is a command Rose!” and then you slammed down the phone.

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Cynthia decided to go to the local BDSM club in her town because she heard about it from a friend and was very curious. She wore her black miniskirt and a white silk blouse. When she got there, she walked up to the bar and ordered a scotch on the rocks. She wanted to take in the scene around her. She noticed a cute brown haired woman in a leather dress across the bar. Cynthia decided to go up to her and order a drink for her. When she got to the woman they introduced themselves and she said her name was Jennifer. They started talking until the subject of sex popped up. Jennifer said she was a dominatrix. Cynthis told her she was more the submissive type. Jennifer asked her if she was interested in exploring her submissive side. Cynthia said yes. So they decided to head back to Jennifer’s home.

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