Holly Griffiths returned home to her apartment after a long day at University. There was only so many lectures and tutorials that one person could take for a day. Dropping her bags down once inside, Holly decided to have a shower and then relax with a bottle of wine.
At 5'1" tall, the 26 year old English girl could best be described as diminutive. Holly had a fit, yet curvaceous figure with beautiful full 'c' cup breasts.
My name is Staci. I hang out with Michelle and Alexis and Andrea. I'm a submissive lesbian, so when I say we, "hang out," I mean that I spend a lot of time tied up and at their mercy. Michelle is about 5'10" athletic build, with red hair, pale skin, and C cup tits. She is the leader of our group. Alexis is short, slim, tan and blonde, with big fake DD tits (like me!
As directed by his internet Mistress, toast put on the heavy one inch thick sterling silver ring and began to prepare for bed. Adding a butt plug on his own initiative as another tribute to his Mistress, he realized he would have to tell her and be punished for not first asking her permission. He felt so desperately alone and longed for a Mistress to take him.
Just let him feel he belonged to one special person.
If you haven't read part one, I recommend you do so.
Recap - in Part 1, I spent most of the day using sexual frustration and teasing as a motivation to get some housework done. My husband caught on around lunchtime and added a few things to my day, including the order to show up at his home office door at 3:30, when he has a break between meetings.
Note: I split the story into two halves because at this point, things shift from a primarily solo adventure to one involving two people, and light BDSM.
Your instructions were simple.
"Be warmed up when I arrive home tonight. I want you to be undressed at the door- on your knees, red, glistening with sweat. I want your cock ready." I received the text mid-day at work and found myself distracted the rest of the day.
A few weeks back I told you about how I was turned on by exercise. The increased awareness of my body, the blood pumping, the endorphin rush- all seem to heighten whatever arousal I might already have.
Sarah drifted lazily to her big office. What a great morning. Her first meeting wasn't until 11 am. Her assistant had brought her a coffee and porridge from a café, and she told him not to let anyone disturb her for the next 30 minutes.
She sipped the coffee and sat on her desk chair and spun around to look out the massive windows. She looked over London and felt powerful.
The barbaric highlander enters the brothel and hands the madam a large sum of money. He was known for his sexual depravity and would not be allowed in without extra coin. He was large and muscular and intimidating and the whores cowered at the sight of him. He carried a bag of sex toys he had purchased on a trip to France. None of these farm girls would know what they were but that didn't matter he would teach them soon enough.
Stefan has arranged to meet Julia at a cocktail bar in London's St. Pancras. They met each other on an internet chat room, though they have met in person a few times this only their second hotel rendezvous. On line they have developed an intimate bond and Julia, his sub is now ready to submit entirely to her dom. For ten days now, Stefan has forbidden her to touch or pleasure herself in any way.
On a recent vacation to Rio I met a very gorgeous and voluptuous mature lady whom I guessed was in her early 50's. She was a tall woman, close to six feet in height, and in her high heels she towered over my short frame. Her sandy blonde shoulder length hair set off the classically beautiful features of her face. Her figure was still slender for her age, her long sultry legs exposed beneath the mini-skirts she wore.