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I kept him cuffed and chained a lot of the time, but made sure to exercise him and feed him well. We have no control over the content of these pages. Includes a discussion board for questions and answers. At least, not that I. I was behind the counter marking down our selection of anal beads made of Saguaro cactus worst marketing idea since New Coke when she walked in from the oppressive heat, sweating like Added: 08 Aug 2019 Category: Words: 1,957 Tags: online A submissive woman discovers just how much pleasure she can endure during a long night in the city. Gripping his cock in one hand, I placed the blade underneath and slid it sideways while pressing upward. She has gotten some wonderful shots with Dorothy and Maude, one of all four of them laughing together that she plans to have printed and framed for the women.

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POW's Fiction

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After the adventure in the lighthouse, the four head for home. He hung in there, suffering magnificently all the while, sometimes in tense silence, other times mewing like a kitten, other times crying out as loud as his mask-covered mouth and machine-regulated breathing would let him. After five, he would begin to feel the discomfort. He finds himself spending more and Added: 29 Jul 2019 Category: Avg Score: 5 Words: 2,252 Tags: Together Emma and Donald find new things to explore A week later, Donald gets to delve into his shopping fetish. So I did a little staging work, securing the torso and head to the upright with ropes and using more ropes to angle the arms back toward the shoulders they had until recently been attached to. As the slack is taken out of his limbs, the victim has fewer and fewer choices available to him. The next morning they are up and on the road early as Donald tells Emma they have a long stretch ahead of them today.

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It seemed I was on the right track, but I still needed more to break him down. This was true of an ordinary crucifixion but even more so on my motocross. The victim's attitude was ruining my enjoyment, and there was no way, none at all, that I would ever get a chance to do this a second time. . You'd thought about it for a couple of months, but Added: 22 Jul 2019 Category: Avg Score: 4. Jessie was in the shower. He spends time every day previewing the new fashions of the seasons on different websites.

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BDSM Stories

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The video calls often turned into very erotic sessions. Disgusted with myself, ashamed, even nauseated to the point where I nearly threw up from the sight and the smell, I wanted to turn the machines off, to take Darryl down and tend his wounds and ease his pain and be an actual decent human being. I adjusted my bag, standing a bit straighter. Three fingers plunging in and out of her, faster and faster, while the fingers of his other Added: 13 Aug 2019 Category: Avg Score: 5 Words: 2,281 Tags: online A submissive woman discovers just how much pleasure she can endure during a long night in the city. I fast-forwarded another few centimeters, then slowed again until the skin tore free and the body flopped forward.

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POW's Fiction

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The only thing his body would be able to do to fill that extra space would be: st-r--e---t----c--------h. Yeah, skin cancer that went to his lungs and pancreas, but he was older, he was over 60. His moans were starting to sound a little less pleasure-filled, but he was still pretty far from the breaking point. Specifically, the one where Ariel Winter played it in the College Humor 3 parter short movies in Youtube. Orgasms always knock me out of sadist-space.

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I suppose it's possible to gently and quietly remove a man's eyelids. He had a nice big load and his cum tasted oh so sweet and salty. My cock hardened fully as I savored his distress. His carefully-choreographed plans for his demise did not include getting caught in an accidental house fire, for instance. He stood and sagged and stood again, over and over in endless cycles. Stella was having none of it.

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Darryl's hands were fixed to opposite ends, and so as it expanded, the distance between his wrists would also expand. The result was that the restraints on his ankles were now doing more to hold his feet down than to hold them up. The cruel torture of the cross: the victim is forced to participate in his own agony. Ah, but then he has to suffer the pain of suspension, of gravity attempting to tear his chest in half, and that is too much to bear and so he forces his exhausted muscles back to work to buy a few more seconds of slightly-reduced discomfort at their expense. Which was exactly what I needed.

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There was an old Mercedes station wagon in the other bay. Here I had a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity handed to me, and it was being wasted. He decided to give Mrs Winterbottom the afternoon off as he knew she was going to a birthday party later and needed to go get a gift. The story follows several women from their abduction to their new lives as slaves and beyond. His breath, when it came, was rushed and intense and satisfyingly full of the sound of agony, but then it would taper off again. It's one-stop shopping in balmy Bullhead City, Arizona for all gun-toting preverts in the great southwest.

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POW's Fiction

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She had infinite curiosity and little experience. The flood of words that had marked his stay until now had finally slowed to a trickle. If you want to change this into a consensual scene where I hurt you a bit and you walk away unharmed afterward, we can do that and I will not think any less of you for it. Somehow, this was not working for me. We look into each other's eyes. Her face and chest flushed red in embarrassment as she was led by the chain around the room until they both ended up back where they had begun.

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Bdsm torture

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Why the fuck do you want to do that? Also, he wasn't really supporting his weight on his legs any more. It was what Darryl had wanted, after all. . He had a small stepstool to stand on so at this point he was merely standing with his arms outstretched, not in any discomfort at all. He didn't say anything and neither did I. It would do no good to have the meat pass out from carbon dioxide buildup in his tissues before we got to the good part. The rational part dutifully stepped in and reminded me that there was no way to undo what had been done.

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