The Shuffle VII
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Posted:Jul 21, 2017 6:37 pm
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Nicholas left and the door remained open. I shut off the lights. I turned them back on. I shut off the lights. ( Must of been the FROG JELLY that did it. "The Little." ) Or it could of been my sarcasm about the blindfold. I thought of just reaching up -- and taking it off. There was no rule. That I was aware of anyhow!?? I was just done with the games. Perhaps-he can mine now.
inhale. exhale. inhale. exhale.
It is still on. ? ---- I turned off the light and shuffled towards the massage room. I saw the massage room lights motion through the blindfold, somewhat. I assumed that was where he wanted me. Everything else --dark. My nipples became hard the closer I got. I was smiling, feeling with my heart, searching --- for where he was. I felt like I was doing this all day. I did like this!! It was just us now. I was glad I left it on. It still would be pitch black basically without it on. Well not by the exam room--------
I stepped into the doorway, not into the room, just the entry. Listened. Felt for movement. air current. sound. The room was empty? My gut said it was, empty?. and just then. HOLY FUCK. I felt heat behind me. I smelled a scent in the draft. I just stood pretending I didn't know. Leaned forward, sweeping with my right arm. Following it around as I turned towards him. I closed my eyes, feeling for the warmth of him behind me. I turned, slowly sweeping my arm in his direction. Feeling him move out of my way. The draft. spoke loudly. He's now standing in the medical exam room doorway area/direction. Id gather, before the floor started. The pool room floor is yet to be finished. I'd hear him on the exam floor. I stopped, remained still.
I stood, remaining. Facing him. I longed for his words. his voice. I was tired. I just wanted to puddle in a warm smile. I shrugged and put my "waving for where" arm down, turned in his opposite direction and just went to skipping around the pool table... Skipping, Turning.. Skipping.. Spinning.. Stopping again. feeling. listening. realizing--- I was lost. to much spinning..
I felt out and then discovered my place - turned slightly and made a beeline for one specific thing. ( That happened to be just in the exam room. ) Oh how I wanted to be grabbed or run, right into him. I wonder if he's just sitting down watching me?? Well, I know he's watching me.
I found what I went to find. Disappointed, I didn't want to find it!! I hit the power button. I felt for a moment, slid a switch, one click left. I moved my hand up to the right upper corner, felt for three buttons, hit the top one, then the bottom left of the grouping... times and: "Always," by Saliva. I knew he wasn't in the exam area now.
I went back to my laps, but no skipping - just a slow swaying and enjoying the song 3/4 of the way around the pool table. It fit my feelings just then. I was tired. I opened my towel. Let it fall. I was by the downstairs bedroom door. I decided, I was going to bed. I climbed in pulling the covers up over me. The blankets were immediately stripped down. I slid my legs back off the bed and sat up at the edge. Quietly, just as I'd expect. Waiting for direction. In words. Or actions.
I felt the weight of him push down the mattress to my left. His warmth as he passed. His skin. He was laying down behind me. Biggs words returned of climbing up on top of him, riding him. I finally realized earlier he was waiting for me to choose where. I felt for him as I turned - not to explore him. I saw that as trespassing. It was something, I'd need permission for. I felt just enough to not injure him and take my place on top of him. My inner thighs, inner cheeks, did the exploring for cock.
His hands stopped me where he wanted me. I felt the hand dive between. the weave. the heat. the entry... I was happy. I smiled. eyes closed. I began lifting, hungry to see the full extent of him. He stopped my hips. his hands pushing down on my upper legs. I sat in his hands. I was --- feeling like a new one does in a group of people. Just sitting there in the darkness. Is he just looking at me, or?? I felt motion sick butterflies. One of his hands left me, I heard his hand doing something on my right.. searching.. moving pillows. ( I have a ton of pillows on that bed. ) I then felt what he found. "Did I leave that under the pillow??" He put it on my leg. "Take it." There was barely "voice" to his words. Although it was not a whisper -- another song came on. "You Get What You Give" by the New Radicals.
"Put it on your clit"
I did. I felt his hands wrap around and come down its shaft. It gave me images of him doing that to his cock. He had one hell of a cock. P.S. -but I was seeing him in the shadows, masturbating. ( My imaginations fantasy. I couldn't see shit! ) I liked it. My fantasy. I wanted it to be me, he was thinking of. I especially liked when his hands came upon mine. They rested on top a moment before one went back up to the buttons. The cordless magic wand - turned on. He clicked through the settings. ALL THE SETTINGS. some -- opened my eyes. he went back to that one ----- and I couldn't help it. my body shuddered although I tried to get it to stop. it was to intense. TO INTENSE. my hips were tremoring, my body was shaking. I leaned forward hoping to find some relief, to lift off. "no" oh did the shuddering start. "keep it there." "If I don't?" He lifted his hips and I pushed down into him. I rose slowly. His cock pulled my pussy lips. mm. so thick.
I fucked him. I had no choice. The damn toy. oh man. it wasn't painful. it was just, INTENSE. I could not remain still. It was almost as if "I" had a fucking switch, that could not be denied. It wasn't denied. I lost myself, in moans. He was holding me, by the arms, over him. Using them to somewhat direct. or. to move himself. I couldn't tell. vibration. buzz. his fucking thick cock going deep into me. my mouth was open. I was whimpering. moaning. groaning. SHUDDDDDERRRINNNG. squeezing my legs together, which started some bouncing. hard bouncing. hips, spanking my ass cheeks. My hands went back, it came off my clit, yet landed and just went a little lower, he made sure to secure it.... and among my pants. my song. it got very fucking wet. I squirted and, things quickly flipped. in-- all the out from under and on top, between. the toy ended up somewhat under my ass. so in our motioning, for a little bit. it felt really good. the song had changed again. "SAIL" by Awolnation. mmmm-GOOD CHOICE. He was fucking me good now and I was still squirting. I heard this splashing as he was entering me and exiting. His moans. his "fucks". his collapsing on top and up. our breathing in those lifeless moments of, recharging.
I went to exploring him with my hands. He allowed it vs stopped it. I was fascinated with his mouth awhile. He was sucking my finger. Biting it. Then nibbling his way up my wrist. Then a kiss. what a fucking, kiss. sweaty. soft. momentary. extended. it found more motion. more penetration. lifting off, for a moment. a breath. returning, hungry, deep- before parting. my mind, showed me a large ocean wave.. and crashhh.. his arms slid under me, holding me.. and my shoulders became handle bars. he was pulling down, thrusting up.. and the kissing, was explored some more. my, OH MY GODS.
He was the shadow. The body I remember falling upon me -- uh, new song,? I paused to wait for it.. "Fly Like An Eagle" Seal. I was puddling.. I wrapped my legs around him. He wasn't leaving. I wouldn't allow it. I dove up into him and I was again on top of him. He turned around and we went to it. that position. I lifted completely off of him and boy did I hear sounds of complaint. I giggled. I kissed him. I teased myself with him.. Sliding my pussy up and down on his cock at rest on top of him. I kissed him again and descended. He grabbed me. I bit his stomach. He released me.. and I tasted, US.
I was intoxicated with his breaths. His hands. At times lifeless. at times fists. I held down. My mouth.. always on his cock, or soon to be, again. It was-- until I swallowed him. I joined his side, on my back.. and he went to get up again. He had gone to sit, then, he was getting UP. what I felt in the weight shift.
I was just laying on my back, catching my breath, shocked he was already going to leave?? me?? perhaps he had to go somewhere?... maybe he had a wife.? shit. wait. Smile. he was kneel walking up the outside of my body.. I know that shaking.. his hands on his cock. he's making it hard. the motion, his hand went down. he was watching me again. you'd think with all the selfies I take ---- Id enjoy this?! I found myself shifting. blushing. boy the heat traveling to my face. the song had changed, it was at the end of "Paradise" by David Lee Roth.
"Now Everybody... Have You Heard.. " I giggled. It was Billy Squier's "THE STROKE". I was still shifting and squirming. I'd feel him move on occasion. His hands go up to put his hair back. We were both sweating... I honestly was loving the slippery when wet thing we had going on. "soon" he said still out of breath. I giggled. I was still out of breath to --- FUCK. He collapsed next to me and curled me up in his arm... it was the last thing I remembered. The rise and fall of his chest under my face.
I woke in the bed alone. I still half asleep thought it was Ed going to work. I woke later, hearing steps upstairs. More than normal. I stretched... looked around at the bed/bedding... the blindfold was off, draped over the back of the chair. I again sat on the edge of the bed. I put my hand between my legs. I winced. I smiled. I giggled and owe! "I definitely need some coconut water, today!" I headed to the shower.
After the shower I went upstairs. Nicky was in the kitchen. "Did you friend leave?" I asked, hoping he was still around. ( I had more energy. ) "Yes." he said. I grabbed a liter of coconut water from the fridge and reclined. Waiting for breakfast. Feeling sore nipples under my shirt in every breath. Wanting to know how he was this morning. I felt restrained. I knew. I'd be hearing from him -- again. I wasn't happy, knowing it would be months. ( His next poker game. )
"Breakfast is done." Nicky said. I came in the kitchen and sat down. Biggs was already at the table, filling me in on his plans for the day -- his plate was empty and he was gone!! a kiss. poof. I had played with my food and took 3 bites. He was done. Maybe I need more sleep?! I smiled. Nicky looked up, he was standing and his expression -had me look out. ( the kitchen picture window ) Mr. Blackhorse? He had just pulled in and was talking to Ed ( Biggs ) in the driveway. He had donuts. A newspaper. He came in, paused when he saw me seated at the table. Nicky looked down at me, I looked up at Nicky. I Blushed. Then said, "Want an omelet? "
It was damn awkward not knowing what you did the night before? with whom. Specifically. He sat down, opening the donut box, selecting one and biting. The good sex had me losing my mind. I was watching his lips. just. -I wanted to be the donut. I shifted in my chair. 'Would you mind if I took a shower? " he asked. I grinned, "What did you do last night? Did you run into Melody when you went to leave??" He smiled, "No. Work. " I'll show you where the towels are. He got up before I did and went around the corner. He had the closet open in the bathroom before I got there. "I know where the towels are at. " he said. I just looked at him. Yes. It is decided, the good sex had me losing my mind. I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. "go ahead" I said. chuckling. grinning. leaning against the door. He took off his shirt. My pussy was awake now.
"Would you mind if I--- showered?--- " I asked, with still wet hair. "It is your house." he said as he undid his belt. DAMN. I never realized how hot Mr. Blackhorse was. I then saw his cock. "He is Black." I thought to myself. Those feeling damn sick butterflies.... "This-may hurt. "
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The Cleansing VI
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Posted:Jul 21, 2017 3:07 pm
Last Updated:Jun 5, 2021 4:04 pm
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Oh the water feels good. hot water. Her and Nicholas were now in the shower. He was washing her body. She was happy with his choice of soap today. Lavender. Any bar of ZUM is usually a favorite. He chose a liquid soap today.
"Tell me who your friend is Nicky -- " she lifted her head up into the water, waiting, dampening her hair. "He is-- a friend." he replied., "A friend that can chose to tell you who he is. " he added. She looked down at him as his hands took the soft washcloth my Mother knit and soaped parts of my body. Both the washcloth and his hands roamed my body as we talked. I admired him and his tan skin; his tattoos. His shoulder. Especially.
I inhaled deeply, "Would you tell me if he remained or - left? " I said on exhale. My eyes almost pleading. "He remained." he answered. I smiled. That made me so happy. Although?! why couldn't I pick him out.
whatever.!.. I'm with Nicky now. I thought in a moment of perfectly content. thinking. of honestly: NOTHING. just resting. and listening to the water. letting go. Nicholas, had me.
I giggled. "What??" he asked desperate to know. "Nicky - you know me!! I know you've known him for quite sometime now. You honestly don't think I figured it out?!!" I laughed -- grabbing his head and pulling it under the water. Giving him my, tsk tsk tsk expression as my head shook. I then took some of Biggs MAN shampoo and washed Nicky's hair. He just smirked at me,? "M." deeply. Mr seXXXy.. "It's time to suck your cock, already huh.. Nicky." I thought.
Nicholas smiled. He looked down. It caused me to look down a moment.
at his toes. Nicky has nice legs, to --
"I know you. You are at times, forgetful." he said.
He was right. I was. All of a sudden I was worrying
--- Was it his birthday?!!!! Fuck.
When was his birthday.??????? --SHIT.
---- I DON'T know.!..
Nicky was standing there looking at me with my, "SERIOUSLY!" look.
My Halo, light up. I felt small. so very small. -giggle. I liked it. 
-I don't know because I haven't given him one yet- SMILES.
"You tried that trick once before. It worked, then. My friend can tell you who he is - if he wants you to know. " Nicholas said. I laughed, thinking one word: WONDERFUL.
I took him by the chin and just held it there until he looked at me. His eye drifted and I moved the chin until they returned. When they did, I kissed him. and. I kissed him. And... I KISSED HIM. deeply. eyes closed. I felt the knees bend slightly. his body dip and my hand went to his dick.
It didn't feel weak. mm m.
I let go.
I still looked into those eyes.
I leaned forward again. kissed his lips.
like those dutch lawn 
my eyes rose up to his eyes, again.
I kissed his shoulder. his heart.
just beneath his belly button.
my finger drew a path down
as I was taking my knees.
Nicky --- was braced against the shower wall.
after- I stood. smiling.
we were there in the water
I was waiting for his dick to get hard again
I wanted him to fuck me. He figured it out when I reached for his cock.
"No-." "NO?!!" -no. "wha.." He put his finger on my lips.
"You've had quite the day and it-- isn't done. You will be hurting tomorrow-
I'm not adding to that."
damn him. making me all goo inside.
"Maybe after we are done here you should go talk to your friend about that and ask him to be gentle.. " I said. The water suddenly got VERY COLD. ( Nicholas shut the hot water off and left the shower. )
I shrieked turned the hot water back on. I shampooed my hair.. made sure all the soap was gone. Nicky was back with a towel fresh from the dryer. He wrapped it around me and told me to sit down. ( on the toilet ) He began blow drying my hair and brushing all the nests out of it. When it was all straightened he looked at me with sad eyes and then light up with a smile.
"Everyone has gone. Well, almost everyone. I'll need to say goodnight. I'm staying over but, I'll be upstairs. You'll have one hell of a breakfast, I promise you." I cut him off, "Nicky, don't go all out I can only have so much-like a piece of fruit. That's it. It's pitiful. " He just looked down at me with those damn smiling eyes. "You can have an omelet, especially after tonight. AND - one piece of toast won't kill you. Perhaps, with--FROG--jelly. " he laughed at my squirming and expressions.
I was fully red in the face. He was dead on. AS USUAL. damn, Little. *giggle
FROG JELLY: Fig. Raspberry. Orange. Ginger -- combine them.
I looked to the door knowing I'd have my answer soon. Wait. I suddenly was asking myself it if was Nicky's friend that bought the last dance. The room was spinning. Shadow?. Nicky's friend. Why am I thinking it's him, next? It's like: I know. "MAKE IT SO!" like, JUAN LUKE PICARD, says.
oh I was tired.
exhausted.
Nicky paled.
My expressions asked, what?
He lifted another towel that was folded and it was the blindfold. He picked it up. and put it on. kissed my forehead.
"Goodnight MissTress."
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The Blowjob, part V
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Posted:Jul 21, 2017 1:11 pm
Last Updated:Jun 5, 2021 4:05 pm
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I finally made it off the pool table. It was starting to get late. It was time for my shower. ( Big Smile ) The blindfold was removed. My thoughts were all looking forward to the shower -- the heat of it. "Not yet you don't."
--I enjoy orgasming there in the shower. If I hang-glide enough, long enough -- when I take a shower and the water softly flows and finds my fault. I find myself time and again clinging to the shower wall. in one deep. swallow of -- FUCK. Sometimes I'm even amazed that I'm a fountain. UH-huh. Sometimes~ the not yet though? Who said that?.
I turned. He was one I didn't know. He stood next to Biggs. oh. oh. "You must be the Chicken, Dinner. " I laughed. He nodded yes. I felt my pussy swell right the fuck up. ( Guess I have no faults after all. 'wink. )
"On your knees, yes. Private room, no. " he said.
I rolled my head back and around in a thought. "So. You are either a man that needs to show he's The Man to Everyone. Or, .." I put my hand on my chin as I walked and thought. "A man.. " I paused. I was laughing, smiling,..
I didn't think he was - I just wanted to belittle a little.
"Perhaps this is about building value to your prize." I continued walking, swallowing my foot like I love doing--as deep as I love taking a cock down my throat.
You learn the most when you are wrong. Which is why I just love being wrong now.
"Perhaps this isn't about you at all. You are thinking of little old me?" I said watching him closely now. I was a bit puzzled. I know most would feel "things" from a room full of watchers butt. I demonstrated, I think. by then. I wasn't one of those. old news. type of thing. --I started to think the reason I wished to give him privacy for-- he was aware of and by him remaining. It was belittling my.. skills. was it a scoff.?.
I took a breath. not liking it. I was trying to decide. to have the fun I was thinking of? or make him go quick.? perhaps. --PERHAPS--he just wished to make me mad. Oh that would be enjoyable, forced, wouldn't it?? "She's gotten awfully quiet." he grinned. oh stoke those flames, huh boy.
The boy was dismissed from every part of me just then.
I started looking around the room for the shadow. I turned to look back at him, wondering..? it wasn't him. "Shadow" -- would be, in the shadow. I moved around the room making eye . Glancing around the edges, between each set of eyes. with just a couple of questions for the eyes. # 1. tell me what I want to know. #2. make me want to suck that joes cock for you..  cuz she didn't. wanna.
yet.
she started wondering where Nicky was. she had a thought, he'd be by Shadow. Knowing Nicky and the earlier events. Nicky would have bonded with that. They'd be friends. He seemed to like Nicky to... he did. hm.. .? ??..
NICKY WAS NO HELP DAMN HIM. standing by himself by the bathroom downstairs. perhaps I should go suck him off in front of everyone. giggle. he'd tell me everything I wanted to know then. he'd give world secrets if he had them. Smiles. Such a priceless thought.... He'd even tell me who Mr. Black, was! There he was to - standing all proper, towel on his arm. It was like he was asking me to just get it over so he could be with me in the shower... "You'll enjoy it today, Nicky." she thought.
oh man.
I may end up orgasming from the blowjob again.
My pussy is just dying and SCREAMING- to tingle.
I love it when that happens to.
She's in a warm bath of a smile at the moment.
Please leave a message. BEEP!
She turned feeling a possible presence.
"Ms.Tress. " Mr Blackhorse stepped out of the laundry room.
basically right into her. with a slushy water
he must of pulled from the freezer.
"He sure does make himself at home, doesn't he??!"
She spun around again. She was getting bored.
She walked immediately right to Chicken Dinner
-- and got on her knees.
"Did you make up your mind yet?" he asked.
"SHUT UP. THIS ISN'T ABOUT YOU ANYMORE. THIS IS ABOUT ME- AND---- THIS COCK. SPEAK AGAIN AND YOU WILL BE GAGGED. I GOT A PENIS GAG WITH YOUR NAME BEING WRITTEN ALL OVER IT RIGHT NOW AND A BIG TOM OVER THERE THAT WOULD HELP ME PUT IT ON YOU. EVEN - IN - YOUR LOCKER ROOM, . -It was BUILT in MY----house. CA-peeSHHHH" she held a finger to her lips.
"yes ma'am."
oh she hated to ENJOY that response. She returned his words with her tongue. STARTING at his balls and leading down that shaft to the top. her hands followed along the edges of his dick in prayer form. and they prayed, back and forth. up and down. FOR HIM. as her tongue teased the rim. teased herself. teased him. her thoughts thought of sound. metal sounds. and they were quickly dismissed. after showing her images of entering the penis. they brought another to mind and this wasn't about him.
she took a deep breath. and down she went.. introducing his cock to her throat. and. especially that part of her throat that once made her choke. she likes to think that is the uvula. a little punching bag. she has no problem hitting anymore.
she closed her eyes. things were getting serious now. not for him. this was. ALL. about her. her nipples hardened. her belly tightened. she was aroused now. the cock of that female transgender's mind was swelling and throbbing. and she remembered him again.
her hands rose. and he purred. so her nails dug in a bit on the rise. She was smiling watching the cringe flow over his body - she was thinking of autographing her work with her teeth impressions on the inside of his thigh in the end. DEEP.
no - though. SHE - was happy. she had a cock. and she was enjoying it. she thanked him for the pleasure with a kiss at the top of it. and let her mouth get wet. so very wet. drool was pooling inside thinking of a mouth of cum.. to lay back, - with a full mouth.. stir it around... feel the thickness of it and eventually-- swallow down.
She was fantasizing of the future.. and just like that the future came. Ms. Melody and her full weight on top of her. She was going in for Biggs cumm.. sucking it out of her mouth and then letting it drip down. She was sharing him!! Yes - my lovely, you ARE -- DEFINITELY - my twin sister!!!
****she had to slurp a bit just then it was her fantasy giggle. she was about to have drool hanging****** "blush"
oh shit there's the little in me. damn.
and the taboo hit because of it.
now the pussys getting wet. ---fuck!
oh that's right I have a fuck- coming up.
B I G S M I L E. -and an even deeper suck.
"I'm good."
HE WHO IS NEXT -- maybe full of claws.
It's been decades since I did THAT to someone.
Are those balls shaved? I wanted to suck them. no. ----so no.
I was laughing and smiling.. in motion. using the tip of his cock
to smear drool all around my face around my mouth
"I was painting. " *blush* I put my left hand up. then rocked it out.
my head. on the opposite side of my hand. his dick. using my mouth.
up and down along with my wet hand
it crumbles houses MEN have built.
a blow job to me.
holds the same definition as.
making love.
by the time I am finished.
he. whoever he - is. is:
jelly legged and all. THE END. 
he usually needs to sit down awhile.
giggle.
I've got the energy for Everest.
It was something I'd never of really treasured
---until it was pointed out to me. by Lanny. o
I was back to thinking of the after shower.
oh I needed to fuck someone. just. shred them.
a kitty, ripping out the meat. of her kill. in her teeth. in her claws.
just!! I needed- ROUGH. my eyes found Nicky.
because----- After.
I'd desperately need him.
It's called after care.
--Nicky is fun to shred to. just.
he takes the best care of me. knows what I love. etc. <3
I must say I'm loving Chicken Dinner now.
he looks. well - lets just say his stance has changed.
"You sure you don't want a private room?" I asked.
He looked down and smiled. "Not today. That wasn't part of the prize. "
The man was breathless. oh how I bubbled with excitement!!!!!!!!!!!
I had a thought. ----------here we go!!!
"Maybe you should ask who bought that and make him an offer."
I said being helpful. watching the eyes. SHOW ME HIM! SHOW ME!!
and his eyes searched. there we go. .. . that's it. FIND HIM!
what? he's not here. he closed his eyes again.
who is missing from the room? I stopped briefly
as my hands continued. I swallowed some drool. glancing. then continuing..
-why did everyone have to keep moving around, damn it!
oh yeah.. d uh!! --- giggle
that was tasty.
(( lip smooth. ))
damn it. so close! he almost showed me!! damn it!
who the fuck. --- is next.?!
and did shadow go home-- or what!!?
he definitely didn't come anywhere around me! Coward. ( giggle )
oh hell!! - I have fire right now - why not!!
I found Biggs and pushed him up to a wall, BY THE THROAT.
"TELL ME WHO HE FUCKING IS." I whispered.
Biggs eyes just slyly and slowly rolled to mine. "Who?"
Thoughts:
we can in the sandbox boy if you really wish, right here right now.
butt I hope you like pain as much as you will be giving it. it will be returned.
I kissed him softly on the tip of his nose --------wishing
I could read his thoughts like you have been reading mine.
my hands went to his belly and his hands met and stopped them.
his eyes said just one thing: "locker room, sorry, Princess."
I backed up and stood. sulking a bit. I pointed to my left cheek
he kissed it.
I pointed to my right cheek
he kissed it.
I turned to offer my ass.
HE SWATTED IT.
( I almost peed. if not squirted. on the edge!!! on the edge!!! )
"Okay - what's next?!!!"
I had forgotten. my thoughts were all over the place.
"Your Shower, Maam." Nicky said - LOUD AND PROUD.
I turned, went and just hugged him.
"OH MY GOD, YES. THANK YOU- NICKY!!"
--in the hug I thought I might just fuck him-- in the shower.
feast on those delicious pouting lips. that aren't pouting!!
then maybe.. dropping to my knees.
yes-- definitely dropping to my knees- GRIN.
"Come on Nickey, Come TRY-- and clean this dirty girl up. "
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They Made Her Sing Part IV
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Posted:Jul 21, 2017 9:53 am
Last Updated:Jul 1, 2019 1:02 pm
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{ Writers Note: Toothysmile, when I add a song -- it is your influence my friend. }
When they all entered the room she was laying down. She was using her other senses since her eyes were covered. She loves being in the darkness. She use to walk around this maze of storage units in this warehouse at night. At that time she ran four self storage properties. She loved honing her senses. She loved scaring people sneaking up upon them, watching their reactions and seeing them quickly be put at ease by her when she appeared. Made her chuckle everytime with fantasies of then pushing "man" back into the wall. Smirk
She loved avoiding them all as they searched for her knowing she was still there. ( Her day was done. She wasn't working anymore than she chose to. ) She even had a few customers that played her game back in a sexual treasure huntish kind of way - unfortunately she never lost. ( She sometimes believes losing is winning. LOVES TO TEASE HERSELF ) She knew the property to well. It sure made the work day fun though!
She also replayed all those summers with her niece. Her niece is blind. She was actually named after MsTress; They share a middle name. They both learned to use their other senses together as her niece learned to adapt to the world. She replayed teaching her what MsTress could see - describing what she was able to see by tastes. The sun, an apple as she took a crisp hard bite and she became infactuated with the toddlers laughter. ( She lost her eyesight due to months in an incubator born to early from a horrible car accident. ) Her head smaller than an orange. Anything the Doctors ever told her she couldn't do, she did. She would make it through the week prepare yourself. She'll never walk. You name it!! She often tells them: "It's why they called it - practicing medicine, keep trying." The speaks languages fluently. I'm envious she knows Italian. She's now in her 30's. Living in Maine. She has a boyfriend.
Ms.Tress returned to the current reality. She wanted to know where the pawns were. Where the Knights were. The Bishops. Did the Kings, remain? How many came in the room. She chuckled to herself. EVERYONE - NO DOUBT. Sardines. She delighted at guessing who didn't make it in since there clearly wasn't enough room. "Come on wolves.. Alpha dogs. My Beta-OMEGAS!"
"Who's first? " she asked the room. "Did the Gentlemen draw straws or was this previously agreed in all the wagering?" She continued to poke. "Does the winner go first? Which side of the bed should my mouth be at??" she smirked as she moved her head to the right and left. As they spoke, she was pleased. "Yes, tell me where you are. " she thought to herself. " Yes, tell me WHO -- you are. " She felt her hairband removed. "Why hello, Eddie Joe! " His fingers sifted through her hair and then wrapped around her hair to use it as rope tugging it a bit. "No, No, you LOST!!!!! YOU - don't get favors." Ms. Tress said. They laughed, including him. He often finds her funny. He's not so funny always- after he finds her funny. Just sayin. He was then. Self Hug.
She continued to think. The others ---- all seemed to talked about future things. Like, when she'd have no more words-LATER. "Later" - sure sounded like a magical place. "Boy were THEY dreaming! Oh yes, they were. THEY clearly don't know me." Then again.. Ms.Tress was remembering GMT making her unconscious on more than one occasion. She concluded she was definitely without words then. She was happy he didn't come to poker. OH WAS SHE!!. Her nipples became hard as she changed her mind and wished he was there. She decided some of his caliber MAY be. -- She loved making that man quake. His whole body shook once his joystick was in her hands. mmmhm. Sigh. That was in the winners future, she thought. ( no man quakes like GMT though. ) She giggled thinking of the torture that man was in for--- Sex wasn't part of the package, nope. It sure would be -- the next game I bet. Smirk. ( Just think of it this way --- if a girl DOES truly LOVE a blowjob. She isn't going to let it end, now is she???? AND -- the easiest way to make a man squirm like a girl is continuing AFTER orgasm. 'wink. )///Insert Dr.Evil Pose Here////
The peanut gallery was now talking about how she'd be begging by the end of the night -- for mercy. "She'd be singing -- a different tune!! " She figured why wait!??? "Oh Please Mister. Please, be Gentle. I'd hate for you to hurt yourself." She had recognized the voice. It was one of the Sadists. Ms.Tress smiled picturing them all dressed in lingerie by the end of the night. Biggs was always in this pink ballerina outfit complete with tutu and toe standing BALLERINA shoes. She quickly dismissed that design soon after- Many of others wouldn't of made hot women in her eyes. It was scary. Biggs sure didn't, but that never stopped her from making him a paper-doll in her mind. Uh-Uh!--- She was also aroused, she didn't want to ruin that continuing with that after hitting one man that just stopped it immediately. ( It wasn't Big Tom, Big Tom looked just as good as Biggs did! They had twin outfits. Awe. )
She felt a hand turn her face to the left side of the bed. She heard the zipper descend. She lifted her free hands, cuffed yes -- just not attached to anything. She felt the cock. It was a nice, cock. She began to go feel her way to the hips and she heard her husband advise to not let her hands explore. He added, "Unless you want her to know who you are and I'd advise against that."
His friends helped keep her hands at bay. "Perfect for a view, huh boys." she said to them. She then became difficult. He rubbed his precum over her lips and she refused him in her mouth. They fought her to open it and so she gave in - Only to then drag her teeth across his skin as she pulled her head back. Her lips were sealed again. "Yes tap my face, I LOVE IT." she thought in response to that action. "Slap it, good, I dare you. HOPE YOU LIKE ANAL IF YOU DO!!"
She delighted at how hard his cock was!! "Fuel me boys, c'mon.. " she thought again. A struggle begun as they were trying to position her right. "I am the most stubborn woman you will EVER meet." she thought during the struggle. One told another to go get that gag hanging up that held her mouth open. Biggs spoke from the wall, flower that he was. Smiles. "I'd advise against it. She hates gags and you are risking the night ending before it begins with a medical emergency" Biggs said. ( My nose if its to warm plugs up instantly. ) One suggested moving to the pool table there'd be more room.
"Yes, I'll move to the pool table!! I love my pool table!!" Ms.Tress said all friendly. She was now fully cooperating with them. "Be Gentlemen and help a girl down. " They did as she asked. She thought, "Listening to me already. " she purred, quite happy with that. "They'll learn." she knew they would.
She was free now, although acting. ( Feeling her way around. She didn't need feel her way around, whatsoever. ) Part of her wished to see Biggs. If he was buying it or smirking. ( It sure is nice knowing at least one hungry wolf is "somewhere" in the room. "Reminder Note To Self: Hang wolf skin as art in the basement." )
Once through the door I was free!! Like water -- over the brink. I began to sing as I felt my way around the room to know who was where. ( Again, I sung because I wanted to make sure the boys were right. One did say I'd be singing a tune.. )
**"On a warm summer's eve-On a train bound for nowhere-I met up with the Gambler---We were both too tired to sleep-So we took turns a-starin'-Out the window at the DARKNESS-Then boredom overtook us,-And. SHE began to speak
SHE said, ", I've made a life-Out of readin' people's faces /////She put sunglasses on over her blindfold//////// Knowin' what the cards were-By the way they held their eyes-So if you don't mind me sayin'-I can see You're out of ACES-For a taste of your whiskey-////She groped a hard cock in pants as she leaned forward/////-I'll give you some advice" So I handed him my bottle////she gave someone her glasses///And he drank down my last swallow-///she leaned back against someone and touched her pussy/////-Then he bummed a cigarette-/////and gave someone a taste of it on the tips of her fingers/////And asked me for a light---And the night got deathly quiet-And his faced lost all expression-//////she poked Biggs in the chest////// She said, "If you're gonna the game, BOY--You gotta learn to it right//////She sat on the pool table swinging her legs and rocking back and forth sitting///////You've got to know when to hold 'em-Know when to fold 'em-Know when to walk away-And know when to RUN-////she motioned to the stairs out of the basement//////You never count your money-When you're sittin' at the table-There'll be time enough for countin'-When. the. Deal. Is. Done.
Every GAMBLER knows-That the secret to survivin'//////she hopped off the pool table now knowing the room and how to maneuver//////-Is Knowin' what to throw away-And Knowin' what to keep-'Cause every HAND'S a winner-And EVERY Hand's a loser-And the best that you can hope for is to die-in your sleep ///in a whisper///And when he finished speakin'-////she moved on again////-He turned back toward the window-Crushed out his cigarette-And faded off to sleep-And somewhere in the darkness-The gambler he broke even-But in his final words-I found an ace that I could keep** ( - Kenny Rogers )
Her song stopped as her feet came off the floor, one wouldn't let her continue past -- he had her by the upper arms. Such Strength in this Man. She was deathly silent, inhaling deeply. Trying to figure out who he was by the smell of him. She couldn't even TOUCH him. HE WAS NO FUN!!! ( yet delicious fun, all at the same time. ) Her eyes closed beneath the blindfold and she just felt the presence of him. Her face pointed to the ceiling. The empath was seeing him. his skeleton. his nerves. his muscles. his flesh. She opened her eyes again. -All this in just SECONDS.- Another came from behind.
She knew him by the watch on his hand which scraped over her right thigh. His strong body behind her back. "Hello -- Vanilla!!" ( She gives everyone she's interested in their own name. She's like that carnival ride at the circus ---- giggle. Vanilla-- She met on a sex site. My fellow extremist/speedist )
"Man how that name fuels him." she purred to herself. "JUST LIKE I KNEW IT WOULD" Damn - his fingers knew the places. oh did they know the places. He knew the words to, "Your awfully wet my Dear." She laughed again, "That's right boy -- I'm willing. " My nipples were twisting themselves with his actions as I just smiled ear to ear. ( There's a reason I edge upon the most intense feelings when I masturbate. To get use to it-- Boys. ) My laugh faded as I again tried to see the one in front of me. Vanillas fingers were causing me to quake so it was time to disassociate. ( What I do best. ) I gave him a nickname then, "Mr Black"-- he was just a shadow to me. "Are you going to let me move my hands now?" I asked. He did not reply, which made me smile. "Wonderful." a thought of full compliment. Nicholas did speak though -"He shook his head no." I just turned to look right at him. Well -- he knows my eyes!!!! I'm sure he was feeling them to!!! I turned my face back towards Black, "Can you tell me Sir - if Nicky's eyes are on the floor??" There was a chuckle to the left. Not Vanilla, another? I didn't know. Nicky was to the right who again spoke for him, "He shook his head no, meaning he wouldn't tell you and also said what happens in the pool room, stays in the pool room. " ( That's Nicky. Blacks lips never moved, I know that much. ) She shook her head in small no's frustrated pleasantly, "Nicky---- You'll be remembering that later----- take a look behind you----- You are going to be doing some BONDING- with all those pool cues!!! "
Mr. Black turned her into a cat on a hot tin roof, she was scrambling the heel of her shoes now on cement ice. He pushed her forward and Vanilla got out of the way - he went right although remained insuring her safety. She found herself falling back onto the side corner of the pool table able to somewhat place herself in security by grabbing the edge of it below her bottom since her arms were down straight and basically numb at this point. She felt them soon lifted by a cue across her arms wedging them down now on the table and such a body on her. Someone called out for rope as the body slid to the left. "Vanilla, you are such a Pussy!" she said wagering he was the one that grabbed the cue to hand it to Black. She'd make sure it wasn't Nicholas, later. He'd be her second guess.
"You are what you eat!!" Vanilla said laughing. And there went her dress. Ripped down the middle. Her panties sliding down her legs.. and there-- is Vanillas mouth. The shadow had lifted. He moved left around the table, moving as a shadow to.. Probably glancing down as he stepped around others. He stopped and put pressure on the cue from above again, leaning down, kissing her skin like a soft promise of "LATER" ( you know that magical place ) just under the blindfold, on her skin. She loved how the other wolves moved out of his way without a word. "Kissing wasn't part of the wager, Sir. " she quipped. "Eddie Joe--- was them orally pleasing me part of it?? If not ( she purred ) they get frosting TODAY!! oh yes, they do!! ---- //the shadow was fading/// I'd like my hands though, please. (( Her heart begged him to come back. He has manners I suppose that is good to know. ))C'mon I want to touch that head between my legs!!" She heard Black laugh. ( oh yes I want it to be your head. she purred )
There was pressure pushing down on the cue again. A clear - NO! She didn't feel it was Black though. And -- His laughter wasn't enough to place him. Darn! "euwww"- which wasn't a bad sound, more of a purr and loss of breath.. she felt wartenburgs from inside her armpits on the tender flesh traveling up her arms and wheeling their way up to the wrists... ( Biggs was clearly showing people around our home. ) How they rolled softly. as if to ask a question, "Are you going to give me more of your lips. " -- I wasn't. I was being GOOD!! ////Smiles- like a Princess.//// Vanilla's mouth lifted, his breath a perfect tease.. I then felt a cock on my faults. "Hmm. who's Mr. Impatient? Vanilla? -nope." I giggled to myself-allowing him a taste of feeling, before I added frustration. 'halo' "Damn pool table edges making things so unfriendly at times. huh?" another thought as she smirked.
And for those of you blindfolded like me -- it wasn't Biggs with the wartenburgs, you're welcome! I'm not sure who it was??!! I'm blindfolded toO!! -- but it wasn't Biggs. He's ---- an immediate---- OH HELL NO! -- of a pain - in my everywhere.
"LOVE YOU HONEY!"
"awe bloody hell!!" she thought when she felt a slow pull of her nipple as it lifted her boobs straight up off her chest. "why is it always the breasts!??!!!" a stomp of thought. "They will eventually remove the blindfold. she thought to herself. "patience! OH KEEP IT UP!! - you'll experience everything you do on your testcles later boy. i'll even give you- MORE!! so you'll be a happy///the Taoist grinned clenching her teeth///a happy -customer." a promise she made.
She relaxed again, amongst their words. "I thought she was feeling pain but she looks all relaxed again." one commented to the other. "She's relaxing in the pain," another added. Things down below were getting her close to orgasm, the pain helped her back off. "Was that Black talking?" she wondered. "Damn -- Vanilla!!" ( she was close, so very close. but did not orgasm.) His mouth lifted with a blown breath, a perfect tease after lovely shadows of face digging in. m.
The next cock entered her body -- which was brief, then another entered. She felt cock skin up and down her leg. Rubbing letting her know what was in store.. which she appreciated. She enjoys foreplay promises. She does. She felt cum raining on her, hands smoothing it then another licking it off of her. ( Talk about a turn on.. M. Taboo. I tell you. It gets me. Once you know what I see as Taboo -- )
Then she felt some smooth skin to her face, the right cheek. "OKAY BIGGS HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO KNOW WHO THE WINNER WINNER CHICKEN DINNER -- is?? Huh? Did You Think of That -- ? Will someone tell me if it is him? ( grin ) Because if it is Sir - you get me on my knees before you and doing it properly - with free hands. Perhaps even in private. A blowjob without eyes -- please! "
I felt Biggs presence, "It is him and it is foreplay to - proper things later. He gets your mouth when it is available, all night if he wants it and as much as he wants it. " I smiled nicely at Biggs, "Who does?" Biggs laughed as he departed. STOMP. Why couldn't he just tell me if it is someone I'll like? Or someone I feel nothing for and I'll love to hate. I do love to hate. oh my taboo fetish. YES MAKE ME FEEL LIKE A . --Just be careful. REAL CAREFUL. Be a Ballerina, Princess. you know -- on your toes. Sir. FOR: She believes in balance #1. #2- she believes once trespassed against it gives her permission to do the same. I hope you're a masochist!!
**"I'm a Princess, cut from marble -- smoother than a storm.
And the scars that mark my body are silver and gold....
my blood is a flood of rubies, precious stones.
It keeps my veins hot, the fires find a home in me
I move through town, I’m quiet like a fire
And my necklace is of rope, I tie it and untie
And our people talk to me, but nothing ever hits home
So people talk to me, and all the voices just burn holes
--I’m going in (ooh)** ( Lorde, Yellow Flickerbeat )
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The Gambler Part III
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Posted:Jul 21, 2017 9:39 am
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"Princess -- " Biggs called out. "The boys are hungry. " Ms. Tress heard Biggs and came downstairs. She was expecting him to tell her to order something but after looking around all the expressions, she became hungry herself -- for knowledge. She looked her husband and he looked down the floor. "I lost big tonight. " he confessed. She looked around the table and even her submissive's around the room. Eyes would not remain on her.
"How much did he lose?" she inquired with the group. "Gentlemen don't betray the locker room, Honey. " one said as they smiled. Ms.Tress looked again to her husband and he just headed into the medical exam room and opened the toy chest. She followed in behind him, waiting for him to say something. He just opened drawers and removed items. With each one a certain heaviness entered the room. "Ed, ? " Ms. Tress used his real name. He just continued gathering and then headed into the massage room.
She followed him in there trying to pull herself together for control as her thoughts seemed to struggle for any hold on the situation. in itself seemed to throw her off balance. She loved putting herself in situations like this and taking control of the events for outcomes of her own design. It just wasn't possible. She was concerned for Biggs and wondered what he gotten himself into now. She tried to calm herself again focusing on the toys and tools. Taking comfort in , it was a sign it wasn't something major.
"Remember your dream?" Biggs asked. "Which? There are so many dreams, Biggs. " "The dream about my poker game. " he replied. She eased herself back on the massage table to sit. Her legs became jelly with what he said and then she looked towards the closed door, reminding herself of who all was in attendance for this poker game and then back to Biggs. He just smoothed his hand down one of her jelly legs to wrap a restraint around her ankle and again to the other leg. "Ed. " she said as he took her shaking arm in his hand and added another restraint to her wrist. She held up her other hand to him which got him to look her in the eyes. He then let his eyes fall to the task at hand and attached another to the opposite wrist.
"I remembered what you all said in the dream and I agreed to . " For the life of her though, she couldn't remember most of the dream. She tells him to remember them. "You should know let some submissives join in the games tonight. " Biggs said. "Not everyone won. " he stated. "One folded as the wagering started and he sat out. " Ms. Tress smiled, "Who?? " Ed just looked at her, "What happens in the locker room, stays in the locker room, Princess. "
"Some only get to watch. Some only get to touch. " he said. "Your fantasy of several men masturbating and cumming on you will happen tonight. " Ed continued, "Your mouth was the biggest thing fought for and it was the main prize. " He then placed his finger on her lips. She had refused to kiss him. " Your mouth above penetration. I can't say I'm surprised but, you will be penetrated tonight. Condoms are required and its not a through to completion thing. " She thought a moment, "Does the one who won the blowjob get to penetrate me to, just curious?" He smiled, "He just gets the blowjob no other gets."
"The one sat out made me an offer after everything was decided. He'd double the pot if he could have you alone after. He wanted to be the last one inside you. Some then won your cleansing, he didn't like the idea of sloppy seconds. He actually tried to negotiate being the only one inside you." She put her hand to her lips and was shaking her head at Biggs. She knew he wouldn't let her know-- WHO. He just continued, "He wants you to ride him. Then if he's not done with you yet he will put you on your back until he is finished. Anal is not a part of it. He also doesn't get the pleasure of your mouth." Ms. Tress took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. "They are all ready to restrain you if necessary. If you feel like putting up a fight tonight. I do know you like to get rough on occasion. "
And there it was. The purr, deep inside her. The deep breath rolled her eyes back in her head. The internal-- BRING IT. As images flood her thoughts of an army ready for war with all the necessary tools and she saw the redhead in front of her walking naked to them. Having nothing; yet everything. The Taoist finally had control.
"Are you going to let me set my bag down?" she inquired to her husband. He stopped and looked up confused for a moment. "Make sure to get my camera and take a photo so it lasts longer for you. " She then smiled seeing the flame inside him light as a furnace on a cold night. "Match Two, it's about fucking time!!" she said as he kissed her lips and covered her eyes with a blindfold.
"How shall you position me? How shall begin our game? " she said again feeling she needed to give him the advantage; feeling the odds were in her favor - still. He just stood and looked her, smiling, thinking one thought: "How very much he loved her. " He placed his hands on her face and Ms.Tress called out, "Gentlemen, would you please join us. "
"Let's not keep the Lady waiting, " she heard Woody say. Now Woody would be a dominant. Doc, would be a dominant. In real life -- to her they are her bottoms. ( Alpha by Day, Sub by Night. ) Dom's have always been her submissives. Like wild horses -- just needing to be broken in.
There were least 3 full submissives in the house night. There were some there she didn't really know whatsoever. She knew OF them from brief conversations she had with her husband while hiking. It was his group of friends to compare notes with; for second opinions and such.
Ms.Tress thought she knew who won the pot, Eagle. She teased him in ways for a long time. Always being 0% on where she was in accordance with him - to be fair. Biggs even had a Sadist friend in house tonight. And can't forget: Big Tom. She'd know HIM even with her eyes covered. She'd know him from his GIANT STATURE. Not fat. Muscular and just, tall and thick. A giant, seriously.
She did somewhat regret the fun she had with him restrained to the cross at one party. Keyword: Somewhat. Big Tom had made sure she wasn't around when he was put upon it. His wife though went and got Ms.Tress. She tried to recall if the little slugger was one of the objects brought into the room by Biggs or not. It was the tools she used on his balls night. She already began to think of the future -- the next poker game to gather the girls. She was all ready to take notes and use every sense to remember all she needed to remember -- for the boys just invited her to their game.
When the door opened though, one stood out like a sore thumb. Mr. Blackhorse. She didn't like to mix business and pleasure. Yet their business was somewhat, pleasures. She quickly dismissed his presence assuring it would just make business in the future a little more fun. She wasn't sure he was staying anyhow, he was by the stairs as if he was about to leave. A guest looking like he wished he was invited to attend the after party, but wasn't.
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Biggs Poke Her Game Part II
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Posted:Jul 21, 2017 9:34 am
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There was a familiar knock of a knuckle on the closed office door. "Come in Nicholas. " Ms. Tress said looking up to observe a perspiring Nicholas enter the office. She again found herself somewhat dumbfounded by his appearance and state. "Yet another OFF thing today. " she thought to herself. He was always perfectly groomed, he was clearly disheveled. He was immediately aware she noticed and excused himself after setting her iced chai tea down on her desk. He even attempted straightening himself as he left the office again closing the door behind him. "Would you like anything? " Ms. Tress asked Mr. Blackhorse laughing. It was her way of apologizing for his lack of asking if he'd like anything.
"You're working to hard. " Mr. Blackhorse said. He continued, "You probably don't even him enough." Ms. Tress smiled, "What Nicholas wants, you couldn't offer him Poe. " Mr. Blackhorse smiled as he got up from his chair. "It's Poe now, huh? are on a first name basis now, Tress?" he said coming to her side. She still sat at her desk, focusing on the work she was doing on the computer. He didn't even care what she was doing. He just stood there, his cock just throbbing at attention. It just seemed to point directly at Tress and her divine waters. She just completely ignored him as usual.
"So!" Mr. Blackhorse continued, "You should really think of making it legal or you'll loose yet another favorite submissive of yours. " Ms. Tress leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms, looking up as Mr. Blackhorse leaned down to pull a piece of paper from a folder. Ms.Tress noticed several photos in the folder as well. Photos of her slave ran away and this time, did not return. He handed her the paper. It was a copy of a legal document of ownership. Her slave was now: "Slave 0" and legally belonged to another. "You now understand why his return to your possession will cost extra, Tress. It will be theft. Laws, would be broken. " Mr. Blackhorse said, "Mind you, it will still be an easy task on my part. He still likes crossing the lines and tasting freedom. There is just a greater risk on my part. "
Ms.Tress just couldn't take her eyes off the papers. Mr. Blackhorse's words echoed within her regarding making ownership of Nicholas, legal. She felt sick to her stomach. She was trying to write off her emotions. She sure didn't understand them or what feelings belonged to what situation. She was trying to figure out what rattled her so much. Poe was distracting though. "Her world definitely felt off, " she thought.
He handed her the folder, but she just returned it to it's place. He said his sources said it was the slaves wishes to be owned by her. Ms.Tress tried to convince herself was only after some tremendous torture. He couldn't of done so voluntarily! He just couldn't. Yet it resonated. "The slave clearly wasn't happy with her. " She then thought of Nicholas and the breadcrumbs so to say she fed him. She loved how when she gave him breadcrumbs he just puddled. She loved his spirited ways, when he'd pout over wanting more time with her. His tantrums. Yet -- this meant he wasn't happy. She knew it. Oh how she just wanted to be alone right now. She wanted Mr. Blackhorse to leave. "Your services are not needed. " Ms.Tress said setting the paper on top of the folder. "I'll you the reward for this information. Now if you don't mind, I have work to do."
Mr. Blackhorse just stood there looking at her. He never seen her like this. He was wondering if it was this Slave. "Would you mind if I responded to some emails?" he said motioning to Biggs desk. "Not at all. " She got up and walked over entering the necessary passwords to grant him access and then returned to her desk.
He didn't have emails to respond to. He brought up his email and made it look as though he was reading, he somewhat was reading. It took him quite sometime to actually read though. He was distracted by Tress. She was upset. It made him upset. All their previous moments together were replaying all at once in an instant. All those moments led him to sit -- where he was sitting now; in his feelings - for her.
He had done business with them. It never really amounted to more than business. is, until the day he happened to be in the right place the right time. Biggs was having one of his poker games and Poe had come down into the basement to have an invoice signed so he could be . Ms.Tress had come downstairs shortly after, with a cigar she was just puffing away. Biggs stopped and asked her just what she thought she was doing. Biggs had always made it clear: MEN ONLY. She whispered in his ear she was wearing a cock. He just gave her a look, she took a kiss and went upstairs.
Biggs had invited Mr. Blackhorse to stay. He accepted since he had no other plans. Later in the evening Biggs was losing. One of the other players suggested he put his wife in the pot. Biggs loved the idea of it. He ended up losing night. Mr. Blackhorse thought he did so on purpose. Poe had long since folded and hadn't taken part in wagering for sexual favors from Ms. Tress. He just surprised himself the end when he found himself offering double the amount in the pot for what he wanted. He just wasn't sure if he was asking because he wanted . Well, he of course -- wanted !! Ms. Tress has this way to boil a man's -- everything. He just was more convinced he did it to see if Biggs refused. Biggs agreed. So Poe tore up the invoice he previously had Biggs sign.
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Mr Blackhorse and The Lovely Melody Part I
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Posted:Jul 21, 2017 9:26 am
Last Updated:Jul 1, 2019 1:21 pm
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"Ms. Tress," Melody said softly as Ms. Tress looked up from her reading. "Mr. Blackhorse told me to let you know he's waiting for you in your office. " Ms. Tress thought a moment, "Am I expecting him??" Melody shook her head no, "Nicholas said he didn't have an appointment scheduled. " Ms. Tress strained her face, shaking her head. "And why didn't Nicholas -- announce Mr. Blackhorse?!" Melody quickly calmed Ms.Tress, "I had more I had to tell you. I told him I would let you know. You'll be happy to know it took some insistence on my part to stop Nicholas. " Ms. Tress responded, "Did you have to punish him?" Melody blushed, "Yes. " Ms.Tress took a deep breath, "Very well then. " Ms.Tress found the world to be a little off ever since she stopped reading. "Melody punishing Nicholas though was a pleasant, off." Ms.Tress thought as she set her reading to the side and got up from her chair.
"Ms.Tress, " Melody said again stepping into her path then quickly looking down at the floor. Ms. Tress smiled, she still wasn't use to seeing this naked female submissive in the house yet. She was quickly becoming her favorite as she was also one of her husbands favorites. Her husband had told Melody she was to serve Ms. Tress as well. Ms. Tress just didn't think he realized just how she would have her serve her. "Or did he??" she began to question. She continued processing, "He does like punishing her.?.?" Ms.Tress shook off the thoughts ---- "Speak." she said to Melody, impatient.
Melody looked up, "Mr. Blackhorse gave me this. This is why he is here. He has found him!" Melody had set down an add from a newspaper Ms. Tress had published (everywhere). Ms.Tress squealed in delight, "He's Here!?!!" Melody was surprised by her response. "No. Mr. Blackhorse -- " Melody swallowed before continuing, " He said the rewards not enough. He wishes to discuss the situation and discuss payment for the information and his price for the service of his retrieval of the slave. " Ms. Tress didn't look pleased, "Very well, come with me. "
Melody followed behind Ms. Tress down hall to the office, she paused at the closed door. The office door was never closed, Ms. Tress is the only one EVER closes it. Her husband Biggs is BIG on opening things and never closing them. It was one of the first things Ms. Tress told Melody she is responsible for doing - since she felt Biggs did it intentionally to annoy her. She'd of course punish her if she found one thing open and she'd keep track of each one. is until she had time to administer whatever sinister punishment she came up with.
It was kind of funny to watch Ms. Tress. It seem like she forgot how to open doors or something. Melody then began to worry she was waiting for her to open it so she went to open it and Ms. Tress held up her hand to stop her.
Ms. Tress was feeling like if she walked in she'd be interrupting something. She became frustrated because here this was - HER OFFICE!! She was just being an empath for the moment and grounding the disturbance away. "EVERYTHING FELT SO OFF ALL MORNING!!!" Ms. Tress thought. She took a deep breath and reached for the door, opened it and gave it a push to watch the door slowly open. She was expecting to find SOMETHING she'd need to address inside once it did.
They both observed Mr. Blackhorse's clothes on the desk. Then the observed Mr. 6ft 4inch Blackhorse completely naked at Biggs desk. Melody couldn't take her eyes off of Mr. Blackhorse's huge, hard cock. She then giggled to herself about his last name. The man was hung like a ! A black ! Mr. Blackhorse was in fact, Black. She didn't know the first time she heard Mr. Blackhorse on the phone though. She thought Sam Elliott called to speak to Biggs. His voice, articulation, charm was 0% Sam Elliott. She remembered Biggs laughing her and saying, "Is Sam Elliott, black??" Mind you Biggs first wife was Black. All of considered she was STILL surprised the enormity of his cock and still staring it. She was wet over thoughts of it. Her mouth was also watering. Ms.Tress seeing her hard nipples actually looked down to her feet to make sure there wasn't a puddle. Mr. Blackhorse just laughed at the both of them.
Ms.Tress and Biggs had a custom made desk. They more than likely made it themselves. It was as big as a table/desk; well it was a desk -- well 2, desks. It was also, or -- the side -- looked like a dresser? They sat facing each other so it has a desk on each side the farthest points of the table? from each other. It was in front of this huge picture window to overlooked Nicholas's garden. The opposite side of the table from the window is what looked to be a dresser. It was of course the storage of their desk. is what Mr. Blackhorse's clothes were laying on. They mainly usually used it for joint projects they were working on together took time to plan and complete.
"Melody, I changed my mind. Please leave us." Ms.Tress said. She continued looking directly Mr. Blackhorse the whole time. "You can take Mr. Blackhorse's clothes to Nicholas to clean to. " Mr. Blackhorse smiled, "Melody, won't be necessary they are clean. " Ms.Tress just smiled him. Melody waited feeling a little conflicted. She was waiting for further instructions. Ms. Tress remained silent. ( She delights in awkward moments of silence; all to comfortable amongst them too. ) Mr. Blackhorse was the first one to speak, "I figure, Tress, this is how those serve you dress and since I am hoping to be in service. "
Ms. Tress looked directly Melody, "Melody, you can go. " Melody hesitated still entranced by Mr. Blackhorse's cock. She was wet. So wet. So very wet. She found herself to be holding her breath as she closed the door softly, just aching. Then the idea hit her; the idea of giving Nicholas more commands!! butt. to please? or punish?? herself.
Melody's thoughts drifted to the last session with Biggs and Ms.Tress. She desperately needed to orgasm. NOW!! Biggs and his damn loving pain. Ms.Tress and her teasing, pleasures could be so torturous. Then you mix them both together and --!! Just. - - - - -. Her hands were shaking, she rushed off down the hallway....
"She could of stayed. " Mr. Blackhorse said glancing down his cock. "Melody is priceless to my husband. " she said as she sat down at her desk. Now keep in mind Ms.Tress knew her husband preferred Melody service as many people as possible; Mr. Blackhorse would be welcome to her. It would delight Biggs ( aka Ed - or--- Mike// *Melody calls him Mike* ) to see him take pleasure in her. Ms.Tress just knew a negotiation was soon to be on the table though. She was trying to build value and hoping to convince Mr. Blackhorse Melody was not available to him in regard.
to be continued
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MysteriesofMe Returns ( Pronounced: MrsStoriesofMe )
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Posted:Jul 21, 2017 9:04 am
Last Updated:Jul 1, 2019 1:25 pm
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The above was a first profile name. Later it was MrsStoriesofMe to -- my idea was to just write erotic stories for those to enjoy as I figured out how to get all you swingers to rent my hotel rooms! I was at time, running a hotel, trying to increase my room revenue. The hotel I was given, was owned by a partier. I couldn't get respectable businesses to give it the time of day! Construction companies, yes. {{ crosses eyes }} My poor carpets. {{ fake crying }}
STORY TIME!!
This will be a long one, done in many many parts. Enjoy.
I was doing a series many adored. One even stole it- basically word for word-taking credit for it on another website!! unreal. some people. I myself, take as a compliment and man --- were the girls loving it, coming from a man. Which is why I stopped the story and removed it. I didn't like them seeing him falsely. He couldn't write more if I stopped now could he? I was hoping he'd try. He just said he lost interest in it. Poo! So I then fucked with him awhile. Let him soon discover who I was eventually and POOF -- deleted profile.
-----smiles & head shakes & laughs.
So-- here are some more chapters. It was referred to as: "The Farm" series. For those enjoyed it. In the story I bought a large farm and basically turned it into a BDSM farm. I am from Wisconsin after all.
I should note, I had a reader loved it and he was a little freaked out because I described his home & his land -- PERFECTLY. He sent me photos and it was soo cool all around! To see pictures of what my imagination created. I think it was in Kansas? ( I kept the address, wrote it in the back of my diary. If I felt like visiting it one day. )
It just had to be Kansas. Yes, Toto, lets go find a tornado and some flying monkeys~
He was a fond friend, I miss. He gave me my first gift, a leather custom made flogger. He asked me to think of him when I use it and -- I always do.-- ...when I first pick it up, at least. I say, hello to him. It's name is: Kris.
So I'm continuing forward as I expand and try new things. It takes place more around my living quarters affectionately : "The Princesses Playhouse." than out on the farm. Since it is now a blend of reality. A way of saying this is what I enjoy for others to then say they'd enjoy -- until it becomes reality. Role . Whatever. It's fun!
I will post the story in proper links - in order- below.
1*** Mr Blackhorse and The Lovely Melody Part I
2***Biggs Poke Her Game Part II
3*** The Gambler Part III
4***They Made Her Sing Part IV
V*** The Blowjob, part V
VI***The Cleansing VI
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Cocoon
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Posted:Jul 18, 2017 10:54 am
Last Updated:Jul 1, 2019 1:37 pm
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let down your hair
so I can see you
as I do in my dreams
dreams
of black and white
usually
I dream in color
I could go to the books
to analyze
yet I feel ---
what I think it means
is more accurate
I dare not even compare.
to me it means
you're timeless.
-priceless.
such eyes I see
hungry eyes
nibbling at its cocoon
like every bite is delicious
SCRUMPTIOUS
it makes your own mouth water
for a taste
as flashes of color
like fireworks, tease
as you wonder
of wings
and flutters
and want to crawl in
to embrace
from behind
and feel the growth
the expansion
in your arms
almost holding it
trying to control it
but instead
its freed. ---
and I refuse
to see the colors
as I watch the shadow of you
upon the ground
and find myself
on a cliff
spreading my arms
my body a cross
and I fall back
seeing the eagle
and its flight
such a rush of the wind
as I dive; fall
my waters are below me
welcoming me back
into the womb
to cocoon
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Pillow Talk of the Dom Domme Dom Dommes
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Posted:Jun 19, 2017 6:35 pm
Last Updated:Jul 1, 2019 1:52 pm
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"He says his dick is useless. " I said to my husband as lay in bed talking and discussing the new submissives. "He says he has no limits though." I continue as he plays with my hair, sifting and wrapping it around his mechanic fingers. "He's coming over this week to be examined. " I smile as he nods with approval.
"I was thinking of securing him to our bed here. Wearing only his cage he has been wearing all week my request. I was going to blindfold him as he was restrained and I thought 'd have sex as he was tied the foot of our bed. " got his attention. ( Our bed has 4 columns go almost to our ceiling with ironwork goes from column to column so he would be standing restrained. ) "Okay" he said smiling as he started to leave my hair alone and go for my sensitive nipples. He was trying to twist them. He was suddenly all purry and playful. I continued, "Then -- I figured you'd release him and tell him to remove every drop of cum from my body. You know how it's torture for me to wash away.. " {{ Angelic halo }} "Alright." he said nodding in agreement. My nipples got hard. "Biggs" ( my husband ) is letting another man drink his cum. {{ Grinnnn }} SURE IT IS OUT OF ME, BUTT STILL. He went back to playing with my hair.
"Can you see him there? " I asked, motioning with my hands asking him to picture it. I knew it's nothing he'd EVER picture being he's 0% straight and not interested. He looked me with a priceless expression and nodded. "Perhaps YOUR sub can join him restrained. She did ask if ever instructed our subs to do things to each other." I smiled. He was obviously now more interested in the discussion. {{ Giggles }} I knew it was coming all along. Just saying!
"Perhaps I'll just have him kneel and can tend to her restrained there. You show her breasts the attention mine refuse from you and I'll share my magic wand with it's new "fuck you" finger. It would be such a nice mix, don't you think; pain and pleasure. " His dick confirmed he thought so. Well -- it could or been I was pushing his buttons otherwise known as "my luck."
"After can put him stretch his legs again and put him on the foot of the bed. I'd like to feel her big boobs on mine, perhaps you should fuck her over me or -- perhaps have her orally please me. Maybe she could even suck his worthless dick. ---
---- I think I'd prefer the her on her knees above me as you fuck her choice. I want to see every expression on her face as your cock goes inside her for the first time. ( and his ) And of course I'll add to it anyway I can. " (( I was thinking of playing with her breasts, myself, perhaps feel our breasts together in the movement of sex as share a kiss or several. ))
"Perhaps I should name my new sub: HOOVER. " I giggled as he smiled. "I'll make sure he cleans her up to afterwards, especially ass of hers. I sure know I loved surprise when G did it. OH DID I!!"
-- "You can order him to fuck her if you'd like." I said. He just grinned, wicked, grin.
I suddenly remembered the Husbands rule. I was wondering if sudden thought of mine was because he was thinking it and it was the reason for his grin. It happens a lot with us/being in each others head.
{{ The Husbands rule was from back in the day when I had more than one Husband and also a slave -- and then a sub I was considering. Basically my Husbands orders overrule mine. In two ways: Number One - if they both agree on one thing, I didn't, I'd have to do whatever it was they wanted as a slave would. Number Two - my subs would listen to them before me. Now if one husband told the sub to do something and the husband said they didn't need to listen to him. They didn't need to listen to him. They just may end up being punished by a husband -- in some way --if not then, later. If only one husband was there -- they'd of course listen to him. ))
I loved the rule, I love depths! It made my nipples hard ( still does ) and it makes for some very fun encounters. I remember G ( a Slave ) struggling because he didn't have my orders. Even though he clearly wanted what they instructed - he was so hesitant. ( Aroused me even more!! As I was before him full of "no". Just an expression not saying, no. ) So he had to worry about what I'd do to him. It was fun for me, trying to steer things how I wanted them to be as were all together -- after I taunted and poked the men for weeks!! I enjoyed it. Not all of it the time. INTENSITIES. Damn husbands. I was sure a puddle after. Oh was I.
Makes me wonder now. Don't you think the same rule should apply for his female subs? 've always said want things to be equal.
Smirk.
Oh he can keep it how it is now.
He is my sub after all he just doesn't realize it yet.
And fully.
Since my curio still has no shelves to display some shoes.
My hot tub is still leaning up against the fence in the backyard.
I still don't have my porch swing by the back firepit.
I do have my dream fridge being delivered on FRIDAY!! { Princess Smile and Nod }
"Nicholas, I'd like my shower now!! Get naked and join me!!
Slave -- prepare my bed and then warm my towel for me."
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