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Where Am I?

It was no longer a joke when Jenna woke up with her hands bounded onto the four corners of the bed. The mirror on the ceiling made clear to her what she was wearing, or rather, what she was covered in – thin pieces of fabric that did not cover up anything. Scarfs, satin blindfolds, gagballs, silicon dildos.

Jenna: ‘Where the fuck am I?’

She was at a club the night before with her four girlfriends, they had a few strong shots of drinks, and waiting for a cab was all she remembered last. There were no obvious marks nor pain experienced, but she wasn’t that glad in her situation either. Who would walk through the door?

After another two hours, the door click opened and a male in mask and a leather underwear walked in. He loosened the ropes tied to Jenna’s legs and shifted it all the way above, till both her limbs were about 90 degrees from her hips. It was an unmistakable position for sexual intercourse.

Jenna: ‘Who are you? What are you doing to me?’

The burly guy did not reply except stripping down to his underwear and stroking his own dick to full length. Jenna was scared to death, not because of the size, but how long the torture would go on. Would she even be killed after he was done? Questions after questions were blasting through her mind, and she wasn’t even in the mood for anything. Then, the man spoke.

Man: ‘You are not going anywhere. You will be here for some time. Now, just let your body go.’

Following that sentence, he took a toy and placed it on her clit, massaging her in against her will. The vibration started and there was no stopping to the natural response of her body to get wet and high. The oxygen enriched environment further kept her attentive and focus on enjoyment. The ahhs and the ohhs were soon echoing in the room without rest.

After the man decided she was ready for more, he stopped using all the toys and went down for his own tasting. Like a fine wine, Jenna’s young age kept her libido high, and physical response to sexual stimulation quick.

Man: ‘Sweet.’

He positioned himself over her desparate pussy and slipped right in, pumping hard as soon as he entered. With a dick his size, there was no area left untouched inside of her, and though it was no difference from a rape, she was enjoying it. The mental opposition did cause a little internal war, but her body was serving her exactly what she wanted.

As her juices kept flowing, his dick was suffocating from the clench of her muscles. She was literally pushing him to his limits, with that tight hole. For his first time, groans were heard and threw his cum control techique right into the trash, making his hot rod squirt that humongous load of cum into her, pumping every bit of his hormones into her tiny slit. Still unable to pull out of Jenna, he collapsed onto her due to oversensitivity of his dick and had to wait till she had fallen asleep before yanking it out.

Fully satisfied, and a little terrified, the man left her to sleep. Ready to train her up even further for more demands, dinner would be rather in a few hours. What would you guys like Jenna to do? She’s all yours to command and all mine to train.

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I Don’t Know

Debbie: ‘Dad! I don’t know how I got pregnant okay? I’m sorry.’

Desmond couldn’t be more guilty knowing what happened to her older sister. Though she was already close to 24, she never brought a guy home. I guess everyone thought it would only be right for her to have a few flings here and there but not Debbie. She was very self-respected, and only did it with two of her ex, when they were together in their relationships. How she got pregnant was eerie, but Desmond knew what he did, and it was about three weeks ago when he returned home late from camp.

It was close to 2am and when he came back home, his sister was still on the laptop in the living room. Insomnia had been an issue for her for a long time and only sleeping pills could fix the problem. So, he made a cup of warm Milo for her, which had about 2 tablets of sleeping pills dissolved into it from her medication box. It was a sick fetish for his own sister, she was always dressed sloppily at home, low cut spag tops, loose FBTs and going around braless and pantyless. He was getting hard in her presence, disabling him to communicate proper with her, soon, it turned into pure lust for her body.

After she went to bed from the effects of the drugs, Desmond pulled her fresh set of shorts off, revealing her smooth pussy lips, clean and scented from the shower she took. After spitting some saliva onto her dry pussy, he put his finger into the possibly smallest hole. The tightness wasn’t much a surprise, cause she had not had a boyfriend for close to three years now. So, Desmond coated his dick with another round of saliva from his own hand and eased his rock hard member into his cute little sister, slowly, but painfully pleasurable. To be fucking his own hot sexy sister, it couldn’t get any better. As he pumped harder and faster into the sleeping beauty, the urge to cum was caused by the thrill than how he felt inside her. There was no movement nor noise from Debbie, except the wet sloshing sound from the mixture of their fluids.

Not wanting to risk getting caught, he lifted her one of her legs in the air and continued fucking her almost-virgin pussy, reacting with more juices to the silent sex. The whole package of his ride includes her body and love hole was too much for him to take due to her loss of touch with sex and the pressure from the tightness that increased so much since he started.

It barely lasted ten minutes before he had to rest for close to fifteen minutes to calm himself down. Then again, he proceeded to finish round one and went for a good twenty minutes before realising she was squirting on her own and it made things a lot smoother and faster, till he finally lost control and cummed into her without hesitation. It didn’t take long for shame and guilt to come over him as he dressed up, pretending nothing had happened.

By the second night, he was turned on by the thoughts of playing with his sister’s body again and he went back to fucking his sister in her sleep after she took the pills. He could last longer each time and after approximately thirty minutes, he would fill her up with cream without consideration. Her Barbie-doll figure was hard to resist, often in skirts outside short enough for anyone to peep up when she bends over lightly. Her choice for tops were worse though, often see-through and loose, how many men were feasting their eyes on her, but Desmond was more than glad to own her sister’s body without her knowledge.

Sick? Maybe?

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Irresistible Offer

An unknown number appeared on Rick’s phone one night after work. His job did not include giving out name cards, and that surprised him a little. Without hobbies outside work, he couldn’t tell why would anyone contact him for.

Rick: ‘Hello?’

Girl: ‘Rick? Hi, I’m Diana.’

Rick: ‘Uhh.. Hi. How did you get my number?’

Diana: ‘Doesn’t matter. You just finished work? I’m looking at you across your building.’

And there she was, barely 1.7m tall, she dressed well, but her physique warned Rick about the legal age. Still, he made his way across the road and shook hands with the sweet lady.

Rick: ‘Don’t mind me asking, how old are you?’

Diana: ‘Me? I’m 17.’

Rick: ‘And I am 30.’

Oh my, sweet young thing, legal, and might even be ‘unopened’. Rick wasn’t married, but he had someone he liked whom happened to like him back too. Nothing final, but they know they will be together soon enough. Back to this SYT, wearing a mid-thigh length dress, a lot of shoulder, neck, long limbs were revealed. How could any man resist when a fresh piece of meat offer herself to your doorsteps?

She wrapped her arms over his and the two of them made their way to dine nearby. Long conversation cut short, the two of them got along well with a few shots of strong liquor making them high and.. playful. There was no sign of commitment nor entanglement. He didn’t even know how she got his number, but heck. Her mouth was busy with his dick throughout the whole ride home in his black SUV, spinning his both his ‘heads’ with the slippery slurping and tight suction, milking him for the protein shot. Thankfully or not, it was at a traffic light when he shot hard into the back of her throat, with him holding her lips deep down, experiencing the helpless contractions of her oesophagus. There was nothing to spit even if she wanted, cause it all went down like regular syrup.

Diana held onto his member through the ride after that and kept him high and hard for more action. She was satisfied after dessert, but not the physical aspect of her body though. Upon reaching his condo, the both of them stumbled clumsily without letting Rick keep his tool. You should have seen how hot they were.

As the door slammed, Diana dropped her dress and her drooling pussy just drove Rick wild. Pinning her on his door, he aimed his dick at her love hole and pushed right in, splitting her head with the pain from her virgin penetration. There was no blood, but nonetheless, still her first. The aching tightness and intense heat from her pussy was killing Rick in a way he couldn’t handle, it was just raging sex, with lots of humping and bumping from behind her. Letting her screams echo through the house.

After a few minutes, he turned her over and ravaged her lips with his, jamming his dick inside her again with such force she was lifted off the ground every time he went ‘in’. Soon, tiredness prevented them from this position any longer and off to the couch they went. With Diana kneeling on the soft cushions, the ramming jiggled her small breasts while Rick was savouring the lucky hook up with his eyes closed. With that much perspiration flicking around, he was no superman to keep up for that long, in fact, his hardon outlasted his stamina and she wasn’t that insensible to know that.

Diana: ‘Come, sit on the sofa and watch TV.’

He did so exhausted and the slim body took over, kneeling over his hips and going up and down on his dick, dripping juices over his shaft and balls. Unexpectedly, an overwhelming vacuum and tight muscles grip around his tool, sucking the life out of him, drawing all the sperms that he had saved from the previous release in the car. It went into her like a straw emptying a super big gulp, he could totally feel his balls shrinking as everything got sucked out of him with that tight pussy, filling her to the brim that a teeny weeny bit leaked back out.

Rick: ‘Argh.. ‘

With that, Diana got off him and watched him doze off, before covering him with a blanket.

Diana: ‘Goodnight Rick.’

The next morning, he couldn’t believe what happened last night, but the dress and purse on the coffee table confirmed his luck. Smiling to himself, he found her on his bed, naked with a patch of wetness formed by his cum with her fluids. Will she be his to keep?

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As a Teddy Bear

Note: This story is written in the point-of-view of a teddy bear on Janet’s bed.

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It didn’t disappoint to be lying here most of the day without anything happening. I was picked up by a friend who liked my new mistress, Janet, but she didn’t like him at all. Anyway, I was the new addition to another two toys that were already on her bed. I was named ‘抱抱 ‘, like hug hug. I couldn’t forget the first day on her bed, ever.

I was placed in a corner of her mattress (not bed) in the morning, as a surprise birthday gift from the admirer. She was awake, typing away on her laptop in her sleeping tee, those long to the knee type. After a while, she pulled those distasteful sleeping attire off and her firm 32C boobs were in full view. She had this tiny g-string on, and I could tell she shaved neat.

Hopping into the bed, she took me and cuddled between her soft breasts, filling me up with her scent and my paws could only enjoy the accidents on her peaks. Slowly, I slid down her tummy and to her waist as her fingers went down to her pussy, rubbing herself outside the strings. I was going up and down her chest getting those sniffs and watching her masturbate herself. Then, the ultima happened.

Did I mention I had a plastic nose with little bumps on it? She ran me down her body to her clit and.. no words could describe the moment. My nose was taking every bit of her in, teasing her clit and vibrating her to an orgasm which some wetness caught my fur. This silk scarf she had on her bed was smooth and nice, which she wrapped my little paws with it and used it to rub herself, this time, I was in a 69 position, but only my paws were at her vagina.

Soon, the scarf was soaked with a big patch. Frankly, I enjoyed watching my new mistress climax, cause she would clamp me tight between her legs as she shivered and trembled herself away. Taking my paw to her nose, she gave it a lick and opened a condom, to roll over my paws. Eww, some unpleasant fluid was under it and made my fur sticky. But again, it felt like a glove, no teddy bears ever wore a glove right? It went all the way to my shoulders and before I knew it, my arm was inside her, that heat was soothing and alive, full of life as she pushed me in and out of her. I flicked my wrist left and right since she couldn’t tell I was indeed, thinking.

There were weird sensations though. Her pussy got super tight at times and it felt like my arm was going to break, but thankfully, I had no bones. It got super hot too but felt awesome. After a long time, my fur all over my body was soaked despite the glove she put on me. Within minutes, a jet of warm juice sprayed out from where my paws went in. My fur was truly drenched but the liquid tasted nice, warm and fresh too. Janet left me inside her for a while more before taking me out and cleaning me up with her shirt she removed earlier. Sniffing me once again, she left me in the sun to dry after.

I think I’ll get along well with my Janet. Can’t wait to see her change into her various outfits for her party later. (:

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Be Real

Royston: ‘Jolie, come over. You know what to do.’

Immediately, she went over and placed both her knees lightly on the ground. Positioned between her boyfriend’s legs, there was only one job she had in front of her – a blowjob. Getting to work on his slow rising dick, he was texting away on Whatsapp, with his new found friend. Boasting about his obedient girlfriend, bounded by blackmail, blind love and a need for love. Sure, Jolie wasn’t stupid, just silly I guess.

As usual, her pace increased as she felt his hips buckled, then pumping the gooey thick cum into her little pink mouth, still teasing his little head with her tongue. Awaiting his instructions to process the cum, she held her mouth open as Royston sent another message.

Royston: ‘Baby, you know what to do. Do it for me.’

A slight teary eyes did not deter that lowdown guy from asking her to swallow. And poor girl, she did as asked, smiling with a satisfaction everyone knew was not real. After dinner, another wave of horniness hit Roy, and it was just one of the many nights she was ‘invited’ to stay over.

Royston: ‘Baby, you wanna try doing it tonight?’

Jolie: ‘Huh? No. I thought we’ve discussed this? Not before I’m ready.’

Not going to let her self righteousness stop him, there was another plan that night. Nothing harmful, just an act of mischief, that will make her his. And who knows, she might even be that type.

As the duo snuggle into the bed, clothes automatically came off like routine, and Jolie’s hands were again, stroking him awake. I figured this kind of slavery was the worst kind, not knowing you are in one. Slowly, his fingers were in her, slurping in and out, juicing her young body to orgasms. Five, six, and despite how much Jolie pleaded, Roy wouldn’t rest. She was pure in a way her body could not deny it felt good and she wished he would keep going. Her exhausted body couldn’t help but maintain her wetness, giving him the wrong impression she wanted more.

Royston wasn’t a machine either, he had already switched to a dildo not too thick to loosen his love too much, nor too thin to replace his fingers. Finally, his cute girlfriend dozed off with a little snore, and his dick in full swing. Slowly removing his boxers, Roy gently lifted her legs apart, and used his thumb on her juice-covered pussy. She had been using her mum’s portable IPL machine to neutralise hair growth – permanently. Which guy wouldn’t want their girlfriends to be as smooth as a baby’s skin right?

Slowly pushing his dick inside that freshly warmed love hole, and that of his ‘slave’, Jolie thought it was the toy back inside, only that it’s.. hurting a little, and splitting her walls further, throbbing with a strong pulse on its own. No, it wasn’t the toy. Eyes wide open, her mouth could not utter a word or make even a yelp. Roy was forcing into her mercilessly, admiring the guilty pleasure of his manhood impaling her womanhood.

*Urghh.. *

Royston: ‘Baby.. fuck! You’re tight!’

With that, his hips started pounding on her bum, emotionless, thoughtless, like doing a prostitute. Her mind was falling apart, with that intense heat within, and sharp pain, and unwanted pleasure, unwilling orgasms. Without caring for her feelings, his dick only got bigger with the excitement similar to rape, but he had no idea how much pain she was in. A whole twenty minutes passed before Roy was finally coming to his end. Throughout, she did not moan, but cried, sobbingly, filled with sadness and confusion. And that did not even make him pause nor ask.

Royston: ‘Oh shit! I’m cumming. Wait wait. Relax, don’t squeeze.’

No she wasn’t, it was more of a mental defence to get him out of her system, which generated an ironic effect. Time was running out, but it wasn’t his concern. He wanted to cum into her, fill her up, make her his. Reaching the last few seconds of truth, the pressure in his testis were channelling through those thick veins covering the shaft, through the main pipes right to the tip where it churned out chunks and chunks of gooey, thick goodness.

Jolie felt more of confusion and fear than worry, the pain that still rings, and the despair than engulfed her soul. And that bastard? Lying on the bed, breathing in haste from the workout he got. No matter where he cummed, chances of getting pregnant was prominent. And gradually, another emotion overcame her. Guilt, disappointment, fear, changed her to become the woman that fully belonged to Roy, answering his every call, satisfying his every desire.

She had condemned herself. And we all know she did not deserve it. Wait, where did he cum? Did he wore a condom? Damn.