The Adventures of Mr. B.J. Harder.. Part 2
The Adventures of Mr. B.J. Harder
PART 2
As we had left Mr. Harder in part 1 "The Maid" had just positioned him in front of her and had "ordered " Mr. Harder to perform oral sex on her....we continue on...
"I will hold my pussy open, you work
The Main Street S&M Club
The Main Street S&M Club
"The slut needs to be punished" cried out Ronnie, "she has failed to perform as ordered." "I agree" said Steve and Larry in unison.
A meeting was then held by The Main Street S&M Club to determine what punishment was in
Rhythm…Percussion…Sound…Sensation
Rhythm...percussion...sound...sensation
It's these words randomly flashing into my mind that continue to bring me back to this past Sunday afternoon and the incredible feelings. The four words continually rekindling the thoughts of the intense
ScumPig ( part 2)
Scumpig ( part 2 )
At some point i actually fell asleep suprisingly even tho it was cold, i was naked and i was lying in a pig stye full of grime and slime.
i remember thinking how lucky i was that the receptionist did not allow me to lie amongst t
ScumPig … by Stupidface
ScumPig ( Part 1 )
Some months ago i replied to an ad where a 21 year old Domme seeked a male scumbag pig which i knew was the role i could fit into with ease.
On receipt of my cheque i sent to Her for one thousand English pounds, She contacted me
Jennifer’s Night Out
With one last tug, I finish tying the knot in the rope which binds your hands behind your back. I then pull the black velvet hood over your head and tighten the drawstring around your neck. As the material is thick, no light comes in, leaving you tot
The Portnoys Have A Visitor
Angus farted. The instant relief that this provided enabled him to focus more clearly on the task at hand. It was a magnificent blast of gas, one that was loud and long. The room was still reverberating from it as the pungent odor filled the space a
A Very Strict English Boyhood
A VERY STRICT
ENGLISH BOYHOOD
Part one
The village of Felthorpe is today much the same as it was in my youth, over looking the village green stands the Old Bull public house as it has done for a century, where the corrugated iron Baptist chap
Lessons In Obediance
It was 430p on an endless afternoon of customer complaints. I was starting to believe that I would never get to go home to relax. I thought I would scream as the phone started ringing again. " Hello?" I answered. " Go rent a room at the Ma