i was sitting and reading at the lobby lounge at my hotel in my second day of vacation, it was at the evening and there was the Woman that i was looking at the Beach taking a tan with tree males around her always.Now, She was wearing a nice beach dress and sandals, i was wearing bermudas, t shirt and tennis shoes. It was the first time that i saw her alone and She walked in front of me with a superior smile looking that i was alone but she was to the reception desk, but She came back and ask me to sit in front of me and i said that is very nice to me, thanks. Then: Read more…
Tag: Submission
- Author name:
- pawnofMarquesa
- Publish date:
- September 5th, 2015
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Smith looked at the woman seated across from him. She was blonde, with piercing green eyes. Magnificent legs sheathed in black silk and crossed alluringly in plain view. Full breasts displayed to enticing effect by a tight satin dress that matched her eyes. Her posture was confident and her demeanor serene, despite how he must look after so many beatings. She looked back at him with an enigmatic smile that projected confidence and calm.
“Who are you?” asked Smith.
“I am Goddess Marquesa,” she replied in a steady, richly captivating voice. Read more…
- Author name:
- moonlitman
- Publish date:
- August 7th, 2015
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Sweating in the desert lands is a common enough thing.
Chafing is a natural accompaniment.
Add in a manhood that will be hard all month, one that needs to be strapped down, and the situation becomes of a new order.
Ravar strode through the networked honeycomb of side streets off the main districts towards his house. At least, he tried to stride, but limped instead. His left leg dragged, tumescent glans rubbing painfully on the sheath where it had slipped by a fraction. Wincing, he lifted his foot awkwardly. Read more…
- Author name:
- Puppy Pete
- Publish date:
- June 26th, 2015
- Discussion:
- 1 Comment
The alarm was screaming at me to get up and give it a sedative, but i couldn’t. Everything was so confusing, so muddled and I didn’t even remember taking off my clothes….scary. “i need to start drinking less” i muttered to no one in particular. i rolled out of the bed, falling on the floor. Now i could put that alarm out of its misery.
i stumbled toward the bathroom. i picked up my watch, checked the date, Wednesday July 1st…why was that date important? Wednesday!!! What happened to Saturday through Tuesday. “Arrrrgghh!” i moaned.
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- Author name:
- Snell
- Publish date:
- June 12th, 2015
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She hadn’t intended to meet him.
In fact, she had taken a conscious decision not to.
He was perfectly capable of getting a cab, after performing a little ‘task’ at the airport to ensure that when he arrived, he would be properly – appropriately – prepared for her initial interview.
She loved first meetings. All the hours, weeks – months even – of preparation now coming to fruition. When she took control. Total control. Complete and utter domination. And that wonderful moment when they realised that they really were going to become a submissive slave. The realisation that, in fact, the process had begun a long time ago. That it was now well progressed & irresistible. She loved it when they felt the jaw-dropping reality that SHE was in control. Of them. And it was now just a matter of time. Always slowed down, so that they experienced every last element of the step-by-step process which would render them hopelessly, helplessly – but always consciously – aware of their fate & the terrifying [for some of them – hah! – s.o.b.’s who had thought they were ‘playing’ her or just playing along] realisation that sooner or later [depending on her whim – slow or quick – but not too quick] they would succumb. Utterly. Deliciously [for her] and – depending on her whim & his performance – quite possibly exciting – & assuredly instructive for him. Read more…
