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: Whipping
- Author name:
- MarquesasPuppy
- Publish date:
- October 31st, 2014
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The anticipation kept building, through the freeway traffic, the checkout line at Victoria Secret, to the long walk to Her door. As i lifted my hand to knock, my knees were quivering in anticipation of what would happen next…
Slowly, but firmly i knocked, then it happened…that marvelous, melodious voice summoned me to enter and i obeyed.
my eyes adjusted to the dimly lit entryway from the bright sunlight. i once again heard the Siren’s call.
“Turn around.” Read more…
- Author name:
- pawnofMarquesa
- Publish date:
- July 4th, 2014
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The castaways headed for shade. Their lifeboat had bobbed about for several hours in the previous night’s storm; the placid morning finally found them grounded on a sunny beach that ended at a densely grown forest. There was no one else in sight.
“Bring the emergency kit,” the woman said curtly and with only a slight turn of her head, not deigning to look back at the object of her command. She was extraordinarily beautiful- tall and curvaceous with jet black hair that came down to the center of her back. She was dressed more for an evening on the town than a shipwreck. A short black dress hugged her enticing frame, exposing gorgeous legs sheathed in sheer black hose. Read more…
- Author name:
- sir neville
- Publish date:
- July 29th, 2013
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- No Comments
It had been a long meeting. Jerry had been negotiating all day with Justin Perez, the owner of a small machine tool plant in East Los Angeles. Things were not going well. Perez seemed to think that his building was made of gold – not bricks and mortar. And, that his customer list was filled with the CEOs of the Fortune 500.
True enough, it was a well-run little plant – clean and profitable – but nobody could resist for long when his company, Jerrico, put on the pressure. Perez had tried to be friendly but that didn’t matter to Jerry. Jerry had bought and sold dozens of little companies like this in the past and he didn’t want any new friends – he just wanted to make money. Read more…
- Author name:
- Mychael
- Publish date:
- July 24th, 2013
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She closed the baize-covered sound-proof door gently, listening to the steady drone of his voice over the driving beat of the tape. She felt the return of a flood of excitement & recollection. She moved quietly on the strip of black carpet to her ‘throne’ on the raised dais, & sat – looking down at the naked man sitting upright on his ‘training chair’ in front of her – eyes shut, as he chanted his litany of subservience. Read more…
