Guess its time to do up this profile. *sighs*
greetings A/all.... I usually do not put a whole lot on the about me of this site...well mainly because nobody reads it anyways. But... Since I was requested to by a good friend, I will.
I am a 36 yr old submissive, and a slave to the right Person. I am extremely shy, and have a few minor issues trying to crack out of my shell.... But over all... I think I am a good girl.
I have a daughter who is NOT in the lifestyle nor will I tolerate anyone trying to convince me otherwise. I am also married... But that's a whole other story in itself.
My hard limits are children, scat, vomit, and meat hooks. I will try anything once....and will discuss it if it will be a limit or not. I will find more time to update this a little more later on, but thought this was a good start.
2/20/2012 8:07:13 AM
CRYING is not a sign of being WEAK, but being TOO STRONG for TOO LONG.
2/20/2012 7:39:00 AM
fat ugly n busted
8/16/2011 1:45:32 PM
game players.
7/25/2011 4:46:49 PM
another day....
another smack on the ass....
7/17/2011 6:54:30 PM
You might not know this yet, But I’m your twisted little marionette. And you- My almighty puppeteer.
So, please... Make me dance around on strings.
You are the possessor, And I am the possessed.
Manipulate me, Control me, Use me, Abuse me.
Please... Bend me at your will.
I am the willing little slave, And you- The master of my strings.
*Kayla Barker
6/12/2011 6:50:48 PM
140 lbs down
4/11/2011 11:18:09 AM
120LBS DOWN!
I'm not feeling myself today...perhaps I should feel someone else.
1/30/2011 7:31:28 PM
it's cold.. ... time for bed and warm blankets
1/11/2011 8:42:06 AM
So, i am living my life by a daily schedule.. helps me chug a long...
This morning i jumped on the WII fit.. (okay maybe not jumped) and did half an hour of exercise.... (remember foot is still post surgery)
after having 2 egg whites with mixed broccoli in them... pinch of light shredded cheese.
i am down 70 lbs since September, i cant complain :) i feel good!!!
I am no longer going to let people pull me down... i am a go getter, and a getter ill be :)
7/21/2010 6:38:48 PM
it really sucks to have a busted foot....
2 places its broken, tore some of my Achilles tendon, and a sack on the side of my foot...
this girl is annoyed!!!!!
4/25/2010 12:35:50 PM
Was in a local parade yesterday ... dressed in a Celtic garb outfit...
my sandals got wet and rubbed, now my poor feet hurt.... some blisters, but above all, it was a blast!!!!!
have a pic upon request....
4/18/2010 6:44:37 PM
Phew, I breathed a huge sigh of relief as I pulled into my
driveway. Vacations are fun while they last but it’s always great to get home
again. In this case, doubly so. The drive from North Carolina had been rougher than
usual. Seven Hundred and Sixty miles in twelve and a half hours, it was no
wonder my back was killing me. My feet ached almost as if I had walked the
whole distance. And, my shoulders felt as if they were being sliced apart by
the straps of my bra. Wearily, I stumbled into the house not even bothering to
unpack my truck. All I wanted was a hot relaxing bath and sleep, god how I
needed some sleep.
I locked the door behind me and kicked off my shoes. Without pausing I headed
for the bathroom, stripping my outer clothes off as I went. By the time I
entered the bathroom I was down to my bra and panties. I immediately started
the bath water. It was dark so I lite a couple of rose scented candles then
added some soothing bath oil to the tub filling with water. I unhooked my bra
and slipped it from my shoulders then stepped out of my panties. Setting out a
large bath towel I stepped into the tub and bent over to turn the water off.
Slowly I eased myself into the tub of hot water. Leaning back in the tub I
simply laid there for many minutes as the water relaxed and calmed my exhausted
soul. I didn’t bother to wash or shampoo being plum worn out.
Slowly I stood feeling a bit refreshed and pulled the lever to drain the tub.
Then I dried myself off quickly and blew out the candles. I padded in bare feet
to my bedroom continuing to dry myself. Dropping the towel I pulled the bed
linen back and dropped wearily onto the bed. Pulling the covers up I closed my
tired eyes and soon drifted off into oblivion.
The dream started innocently enough, as I floated like a beautiful butterfly
high above a large empty room. I was about to float away and explore another
world went two lovely females entered the room below. Suddenly the air was
charged with sexual excitement. One of the women was a ravishingly gorgeous brunette
clad in a black leather mini skirt , cropped leather vest and high heels. Her
long straight black hair hung to the middle of her back. I fluttered closer for
a better view. The brunette’s short leather vest was closed in front with two
buttons and revealed an ample amount of cleavage. The vest ended well above her
naval showing off her flat and toned tummy. The mini skirt highlighted her
shapely thighs and the roundness of her flaring hips. In her right hand she
carried a short flexible riding crop.
Then my attention was drawn to the other beauty. I gasped as I realized for the
first time that she was nearly naked. Her rather large breasts stood out
prominently and the nipples were semi erect. She stood about 5’ 7” tall,
perhaps a full six inches taller than her dark haired companion. Her thick
shoulder length hair was burgundy in color. At first I couldn’t see her face.
It was like I was looking thru a camera that needed focusing. Suddenly the
image of her face became shaper and clearer. I was appalled to see that the
naked girl was me. I was wearing strapy open toed sling style six inch heels,
smoke colored nylons and black leather garter-belt. A black leather cuff was
locked in place around each of my wrists and ankles. There was also a three
inch wide black leather collar buckled around my neck. Dangly earrings hung
from my pierced ears. Other than that I was completely naked.
In a blinding flash of multi colored star bursts the beautiful floating
butterfly me and the naked slave girl me become one.
The seductive brunette led me towards the middle of the expansive room where
two chains hung from the unseen ceiling high over head. The ends of the chains
hung about waist high off the floor. With deliberate slowness my right wrist
was locked to one of the chains, and then my left wrist was locked to the other
chain. The provocative Lady in black leather smiled and snapped her fingers. As
if by magic the chains began to rise pulling my wrists and arms ever higher. As
my wrists rose the Lady came near and kissed my lips. Her tongue forcing it’s
way inside my mouth. I found myself lost in an erotic world of lust as my
tongue danced with hers. All the while my arms were being pulled higher and
higher. I was lifted to my full height. I was forced to stand on the very toes
of my shoes. My arms and shoulders bore the most of my weight. The Lady pulled
her lips from mine and snapped her fingers. The chains stopped in place. I
struggled momentarily testing the strength of my bonds; they held me firmly in
their merciless grip.
The dark haired beauty smiled and held out her hand. In it she held a set of
stereo headphones. With a bright sexy smile she placed the headphones over my
ears and adjusted them til they fit my head perfectly. In that instant my world
was filled with the loveliest and most erotic melodies I have ever heard. I
could hear nothing else.
Again the dominate beauty smiled holding out her right hand. This time when she
opened it her hand contained two evil looking alligator style nipple clamps
connected together by a rather formable looking silver chain. Coming close she
held one clamp up for my inspection. Using her index finger and thumb she
opened the jaws of the clamp. Involuntarily my body shivered in fear as I gazed
at the menacing teeth of the clamp. She smiled as she touched my cheek with the
clamp. Slowly, so damn slowly she drew a line down my neck and onto my chest
using the clip as her pencil. I cringed in fear as she began to trace small
circles around my semi erect left nipple. In time she leaned her head forward
and tenderly kissed my left nipple. She gently sucked my nipple between her
lips and twirled her hot tongue this way and that. I felt my nipple grow stiff
and hard from the attention of her talented tongue. I moaned softly with pleasure.
Then suddenly her warm loving tongue was replaced by the cold shape teeth of
the open clamp. She raked my hard nipple with the teeth of the clamp smiling
the whole time. With a slight gleam in her dark eyes the elegant Lady began to
allow the wicked clamp to close, trapping my erect nipple between the shape
steel teeth of its jaws. My body quaked in fear knowing full well of the
horrible agony that waited. Slowly the jaws closed biting harder and harder
into the innocent flesh of my nipple. “Please, please no,” I whimpered as my
body squirmed in a vain effort to avoid the inevitable.
With her sexy smile in place the Lady in black leather opened the jaws of the
clamp allowing my poor nipple a reprieve. Another smile and the clamp was
closing again. “Please no,” I begged as the shape teeth once more bit deep into
my nipple. Again, at the last moment the clamp began to open freeing my trapped
nipple. I watched as the evil jaws were opened to their full extent. Then as I
watched with horror filled eyes she simply let go of the clamp with my nipple
nestled between the awful jaws. As if in slow motion the wicked jaws of the
clamp slammed closed. The merciless steel teeth crushed my nipple. For the
briefest of moments there was nothing no pain, no pleasure I only existed. But
I knew it was coming, god yes it was coming and there wasn’t a fucking thing I
could do about it. I watched in horror as the clamp snapped into place and the
hideous pain crashed into my body. In a nano second the shearing agony slammed
into my brain sending my naked body into a fit of frenzied contortions. I shut
my eyes and shirked in agony, tossing my head this way and that, my hair flying
all about. My legs kicked out and I swung briefly by my arms. There was no
escaping the hellish pain that burned my very soul.
After several moments I regained a smidgen of control as my body came to rest,
the toes of my shoes once more touching the floor barely. My shoulders ached
horribly as the exotic music playing thru the headphones continued to block out
any other sound.
I opened my eyes and the She Devil in leather was smiling once more. This time
in her hand she held a large penis style gag. Without ceremony she crammed the
fake cock into my mouth and quickly buckled the strap behind my head. The cock
was huge and it stuffed my mouth completely. Soon my jaws ached as badly as my
shoulders.
Then the smiling She Devil toyed innocently with my left nipple. Rolling it
gently almost lovingly between her fingers and thumb. I shuttered in fear even
as my nipple grew hard. Then she took the second nipple clamp and opened its
menacing jaws, bearing those cruel merciless teeth. The devilish Lady amused
herself for several minutes torturing my mind. She would take my stiff nipple
with the open jaws of the dreadful clamp allowing me to feel the shape
unforgiving teeth. Then the jaws would be allowed to close slowly, ever so
slowly. The teeth would bit deeper and deeper into my tortured flesh. Then she
would open the jaws completely starting the process again. My body would spasm
with fear and apprehension. “Oh god NO,” I screamed behind the cock gag as the
she allowed the clamp to snap down full force on my nipple. My body thrashed
about wildly as I tried desperately to ward off the hideous pain. But alas,
there was no escape, only suffering. Both of my nipples were now crushed
mercilessly between the jaws of the powerful alligator clamps. Pain and agony
slammed into my helpless body from every direction.
The Devil Lady squatted and I felt a tug at my right ankle. Thru the hazy of my
agony I looked down and saw that she was locking a small chain to my right
ankle cuff. Standing again she took the chain and tossed it high over her head.
Magically the chain wrapped itself around a pulley and the free end fell back
into the She devils hand. With a smile on her beautifully full lips she began
to pull on the chain and my foot was forced off the floor. I fought and
struggled with all my strength but my merger efforts were no match for her
overwhelming power. My foot and leg were pulled straight out from my body about
waist high. And still she forced my ankle higher; I was defenseless to stop
her. Finally, with my foot even with my chin she stopped, holding the chain
tightly in the vice like grip of her hands. Then in the wink of an eye she
attached the chain holding my ankle to the chain connecting the clamps biting
deeply into my nipples. With a smile and a snap of her fingers the chain
connecting my ankle and nipples became taut.
My titties were pulled away from my chest as they now held the weight of my out
stretched leg. New and excruciating pain sliced thru my completely defenseless
body. The slightest movement of my ankle or leg doubled the agony pounding at
my brain. Then tripled it. I tried desperately to lift my suspended leg in
order to ease the burden of my tortured titties. With a supreme effort I
managed to lift the leg an inch may-be two. This lessened the throbbing agony
raging from my nipples slightly. But I couldn’t hold my leg there long before
the muscles in my thighs began to burn as if a blazing fire had been lit.
Thru a haze of agony I saw the Devil Lady standing back just smiling, always
smiling. With a deliberate slowness she opened the two buttons holding her
leather vest closed. Momentarily I was distracted from my suffering as I
admired the sensual beauty of her lovely figure.
As I gazed upon her perfectly formed full breasts a blindfold appeared in her
right hand. Without amenities she buckled the blindfold in place over my eyes. I
was alone in a dark, silent world unable to see or hear anything expect the
ever sweet music playing thru the headphones over my ears. I had been robbed of
all my senses except that of touch (quick aside: well yea, I could taste the
fake cock stuffing my mouth. But I’m not counting that one!). God yes, my sense
of touch was feeling, was working
overtime. Every nerve in my body seemed to be aflame with agony. The thigh
muscles in my suspended leg burned like the fires of hell as I tried to hold it
as high as possible and thus ease the strain on my poor tortured titties. My
other leg suffered horrible cramping in the calf as I tried to lift myself
higher. And my shoulders screamed in agony from the tremendous burden being
placed on them.
I was left in this hellish state for what seemed like an eternity. My slightest
movement caused the most excruciating pain to slam into every part of my
defenseless body. Agony was constant, it became the norm. To lessen the agony
if only for the briefest of seconds became pleasure. Pleasure, however fleeting,
became my elusive goal.
It was diabolically clever. In effect I was torturing myself, one body part
pitted against another. To ease the cramps in my legs meant adding enormous
suffering to my titties and particularly my nipples. To ease the suffering of
my pain ravished nipples meant suffering the most god awful muscle cramps in my
thighs and calves.
I couldn’t see the She Devil ready herself to deliver a powerful cut of the
crop to my vulnerable bottom because of the blindfold that blackened my world.
I couldn’t hear the ear splitting SWISH as the crop sped furiously
towards its unsuspecting target because of the headphones that silenced my
world. Nor, could I hear the resounding CRACK made when the unfeeling merciless
leather whip met tender defenseless female flesh. All I could do was feel, god
how I could feel.
My world exploded into a furious eruption of agony as the crop crashed into my
helpless bottom. My body thrashed uncontrollably in a frenzied effort to
escape. Pain ripped into my nipples as the cold steel teeth of the nipple
clamps tore relentless at my innocent flesh. I twisted furiously in my bondage
trying in a vain attempt to escape my unbearable suffering. My efforts only
added fuel to the raging bonfire of hellish agony burning my very soul. My
screams were effectively muffled by the cock gag stuffing my mouth.
I cringed in fear and screamed into my cock gag and even that tiny movement
caused a fresh round of suffering to explode thru my suspended body. An
eternity passed without another lash of the crop.
My very mind became the deadliest torture devise of all as thoughts ran
rampant. Constant terror, constant fear of not knowing what was coming next or
when or where. The suffering was multiplied tenfold as I tried to anticipate
that which couldn’t be anticipated.
I flinched, expecting the crop to pay it’s respects again. Yet the kiss did not
come. Only another round of scalding pain as my leg jerked, which in turn
jerked the nipple clamps tearing at my nipples. I could only imagine the
gorgeous smile on the Devil Lady’s beautiful face as she watched my self
inflicted agony.
Again my black world exploded into brilliant multi colored star bursts of
scalding agony each hotter than the last. This time the scalding agony was
centered in my inner left thigh, high above my stoking top. My naked and
hanging body trembled in cruel and madding agony. Then my left tittie burst
into flame as the Devil Lady delivered a swift upper cut of the crop to it’s
underside. Both titties bounced wildly as my body shook in horrible agony. My
suspended leg reacted instinctively jerking upward then returning to jerk
hideously on the chain connected to my nipple clamps. My brain was nearly
overloaded with incalculable suffering.
An eternity passed, then two and yes my suffering continued unabated. My
endurance was quickly waning, my strength drained. I felt the crop time and
time and time again. Always falling at random intervals and locations there
wasn’t anyway to anticipate where or when the next kiss would come. My titties
became a favorite playground for the crop. But, my inner thighs, ass and tummy
all received their fair share of attention. Each excruciating cut of the crop I
stole a bit of my strength and energy.
Finally, I hung limp and spent in my suspension reacting hardly at all as the
crop worshipped it’s attention upon me. Unable to do anything except endure and
suffer.
Suddenly the erotic music playing in my headphones stopped. At least I think it
did. I felt a prodding between my legs. The crop was sliding the length of my
slit. My spent body quivered slightly. Thru the headphones I heard the She
Devil speak, “You want it there, don’t you slave?” The crop tapped my clit.
“Shake your head for yes,” the She Devil cooed.
My body shook with horror. I whimpered uselessly behind the cock gag, “Please,
please, please not there. PLEASE NOT THERE.” I shook my head furiously back and
fourth. The crop moved to my tortured and agonized left titties prodding it.
“Please please no more,” but my pitiful pleas went unheard. The crop began to
lift my tittie and even this tiny movement caused a multitude of fresh new
agony to come crashing down around me. In my weakened conditioned my reaction
was a mere shutter. By now I had only the ability to suffer and suffer I did in
great overwhelming proportions. The crop lifted my defenseless tit up until it
held all of it’s weight. Then suddenly with out warning the supporting crop was
pulled away. My tortured tit immediately dropped then jerked to a stop as it
reached the limit of the chain connecting it to my ankle. A slight spasm
rippled thru me as the pain slammed into me.
In a moment the crop was tapping at my clit again, I shuttered in terror. The
Devil Lady spoke again, “You want it there, don’t you slave? Shake your head
for yes.” Knowing I had no choice I slowly began to nod my head up and down.
Then I felt fumbling at the back of head and the cock gag was unbuckled then
pulled from my mouth. My jaws ached beyond words. The headphones were pulled
from ears. I pleaded for mercy but the pathic effort was nothing more than soft
garbled whimpering.
The crop still tapped my clit innocently as the She Devil in black leather
spoke again, “Tell me what you want slave.”
“Pleaseeeeeeeeee just do it,” was my soft murmured response. My ass paid a
hideous price as the crop tore into it three times in rapid secession. All I
could do was hang limply in my suspension and suffer.
“Tell me what you want slave. Tell me where you want the last kiss to fall so
your lesson may end.”
“Pussssyyyyyyyyy,” was my nearly inaudible reply.
My titties exploded in fresh agony as the crop ripped into them twice.
“I could not hear you, slave. Tell me where you do want to taste the last kiss
of the crop?”
Drawing upon all my reserves I managed to mumble, “Myy .... PUSSY ... please my
PUSSY.” My pathetic whimpering trailed off into a long “pleaseeeeeeeeee.”
The Devil Lady finally satisfied, took her stance in front of me and to my
left. She tapped my clit with the business end of the crop and then drew the
horrible weapon back. Then with a powerful move of her shoulder and arm the She
Devil put the crop in motion. It sliced thru the air on it’s hideous mission.
In the blink of an eye the crop slammed into it’s target.
My eyes flashed open. I was thrashing wildly about my bed. Pleasure, pleasure
in it’s most simple and basic form held me tightly in it’s loving grip. Three
fingers stuffed my cunt as I fucked myself furiously. Suddenly the pleasure
erupted into an explosion of joy and utopian bliss as I reached my peak. Wave
after wave of carnal bliss rocked my world.
The long pent up spasms of lust passed slowly. Leaving in it’s wake a trembling
mass of naked female flesh. I relaxed in my contented state and slowly my
breathing returned to normal. “My what a god awful dream,” I thought as a weary
smile began to cruel my lips. Glancing over at the alarm clock I was shocked to
find that only 45 minutes had passed since I flopped my road weary body into
bed.Once more at peace I closed my eyes. In just a matter of minutes I was
sound asleep again.
The dream started innocently enough, as I floated like a beautiful butterfly
high above a large empty room. As the butterfly floated high and free she
thought, “mm this is going to a long and steamy night.”
4/17/2010 10:36:40 AM
Katrina grumbled slightly struggling to get free of her bonds. She knew
of course that she couldn't free herself but part of her wanted to try
anyway. It was laughable that such mundane items could render her
completely helpless. The only thing her husband had used was saran wrap
but several layers of saran wrap was enough to wrap her from tits to
toes and keep her from moving even an inch. To keep her from making any
noise he'd jammed an apple in her mouth and wrapped with a single layer
of saran wrap so even if she could bite through it she'd have a hard
time spitting it out.
Bret had then left her alone for while he went to the store for some
toys and how long it took him was impossible to say for sure. Katrina
was mummy wrapped on the floor while the television was turned up
drowning her in the moans of porn with white women being gang banged by
blacks. Some of them were willing victims but others were clearly
pretending to be raped begging her captors not to fuck her between
moans. It was psychological warfare and it was working well. Katrina
could feel her thighs getting slicker with each moan from the
television. Her nipples were getting harder and pushing against the
saran wrap. With the apple stuffed in her mouth she couldn't moan but it
didn't stop the lustful sounds from rumbling in her throat.
When the garage door started opening Katrina's entire body heated up
with anticipation. That initial anticipation turned to dread when she
heard several car doors slam shut immediately followed by several
voices. She recognized the first as her husband and then two of his
friends, Chris and Sean but the other voices were completely foreign.
She hadn't agreed to be shared!
Bret walked in from the garage to find Katrina trying her best to
slither into the bedroom like a giant caterpillar bringing her knees up
to her tits and pushing forward from there. "No no no, you can't leave.
You're the show after all." He grabbed her by the ankle and dragged her
back into the middle of the living room. "You already know Chris and
Sean, and this is James and this is Wes." The two strange men nodded as
their names were called out. Both quite handsome men actually. "So now
you remember how I told you that you had to be punished for spending so
much money on your purse? Well now is your punishment." He grinned
slightly and despite herself Katrina shuddered.
Katrina's eyes widened as she saw the men setting grocery bags all
around her undoubtedly filled with the things they intended to use on
her, well in her to be more precise. "I think we should start though
with just some fun after all I kinda like having you so helpless." Bret
said and then tore the saran wrap from around Katrina's breasts and
started pinching and twisting her nipples. "Hey guys do we have anything
we can use to teach my wife a lesson with her tits?"
"Yeah we do. Let's start through with this." James said pulling a small
tub of Ben n Jerry's ice cream out. Katrina shuddered before he'd even
dug his fingers into the stuff and smeared it over her nipples. When the
actual cold hit her back arched and a whimper echoed through the apple
jammed between her teeth. The cold only lasted a minute before Chris and
Scott replaced it with their warm tongues greedily eating up the ice
cream and occasionally nipping at her breasts as well. As soon as that
was finished though they pulled out the actual goal, a chip clip. They
squeezed her tits as tightly together as they could manage and with the
single bright yellow clip got both of her nipples. It wasn't tight
enough to really hurt, just enough to make Katrina wince.
"Well that looks like it was fun, but I think we should move on to
something more fun, like say her twat." Bret said. While he was speaking
the rest of the men were busy stretching and ripping the saran wrap
from Katrina's groin sneaking the occasional finger through her trimmed
pubic hair or over her clit until she was freed. "I think it's time we
played with some food." He reached into one of the bags and pulled out a
cucumber that was easily twice the size of his own cock. Flipping her
over she was face down ass up Bret started screwing the cucumber into
his wife's cunt and inch by inch it vanished into her.
Katrina twisted and squirmed as the cold vegetable was forced into her
slick slot. She couldn't for a moment deny that it felt great being
stuffed like that. Her eyes were shut trying her best to block out the
humiliation of four men watching her but her body was pushing back
against the invader trying to get more. The moans rumbling in her throat
weren't complaints either. If she'd been free to speak she would have
begged him to push it in faster instead of the agonizing pace he was
using. She could feel every ridge and bump as he twisted it farther into
her until finally it couldn't go any deeper and he started pulling it
out and fucking her with it. Katrina didn't even remember that she was
being watched as she shamelessly humped the cucumber trying her best to
get off.
"Look at the little slut. She's actually enjoying being fucked by a
cucumber." Katrina felt her flesh blush at the crude language but it
didn't stop her from enjoying herself. Each time one of the ridges
ground over her clit she got that much closer to her orgasm. Bret must
have sensed how close she was because just as she was about to cum he
pushed it as far into her as he could manage and then stopped. "Well
that's enough of that. I think it's time we moved on to her ass. What
did we get for her ass anyway guys?"
Wes reached into one of the bags and pulled out a carton of
strawberries. Giant strawberries nearly the size of small plums and
grinned wickedly. "I think these'll do nicely don't you?" He smiled and
moved over to where Bret was and pushed the first of the fruits against
Katrina's asshole.
She wasn't certain what she'd expected but the strawberry felt odd as it
slipped into her ass. A good kind of weird as she felt it slightly fill
her ass and press against her already stuffed cunt. Then a second and a
third were pushed into her bottom each one filling her just a little
more. She couldn't stop the moans from rumbling in her throat as Wes
finished literally stuffing her ass with the strawberries. She could
feel each one and even the gaps between them and suddenly she was back
at the edge trying to grind her hips against the carpet but Bret wasn't
allowing her to.
"Sorry you've still got one hole left that hasn't been used and that's
unacceptable. I'm going to ungag you now, and you're not going to speak,
you're just going to do as your told and once your finished we'll let
you cum. Understand?" Katrina nodded eagerly. One by one the men dropped
their pants revealing their hard cocks and then each reached into a bag
and pulled out some kind of bottle. "You are going to clean us up."
Chris went first covering his cock in honey and then jamming it in
Katrina's mouth. Katrina groaned happily around the cock slurping and
sucking doing her best to get all of the sweet sticky honey off his cock
and secretly hoping that he'd come before she was able to finish up and
luckily got her wish gulping down his load. Wes was second with
chocolate syrup that was cleaned off entirely too quickly. James had
gone with caramel and granted Katrina with her second load. Scott
covered his cock in strawberry syrup that cleaned off after just a few
strokes.
"You know how I told you she was a nasty slut and she'd do anything?
Watch this." Instead of coating his cock Bret leaned over and smeared an
entire cup of vanilla pudding over his ass and pushed against his
wife's face. She didn't even hesitate to dig in licking the cream from
her husband's ass as eagerly as she'd sucked off his friends. It wasn't
the first time she'd rimmed her husband, she actually enjoyed it
particularly the way he'd leap a bit every time her tongue dipped into
his ass just a bit. If she'd had her hands free she would have jerked
him off, it was one of the few ways that never failed to get him off.
"God that felt great." Bret groaned as she finished cleaning him. "You
guys think she deserves to cum now?" Each of the men nodded.
Bret smiled and knelt down grabbing the cucumber and screwed in any out
of Katrina's cunt like a giant dildo. "Tell us all what you are baby,
speak." The filth that poured from her lips would have made most porn
stars blush but it every word of it felt true as a five men stood around
her watching as she fucked a cucumber until she came. "That's right you
are a whore." Bret snarled lustfully as his wife orgasmed.
The humiliation wasn't over yet. He pulled the cucumber now completely
soaked with her juices out and pushed it against her lips. "Clean it."
Starting at the base she treated it the same as she would a cock,
licking in long drags and occasionally sucking on the tip until it was
coated in only her saliva. "Good girl. You did very well."
"Bret, I'm still horny. Would you mind if?" Bret smiled.
"You heard her guys, let's finish unwrapping her and then have at her."
Bret smiled and walked out of the room as the four men tore the plastic
coating from his wife.
4/16/2010 7:34:33 AM
Her Punishment.....
She was on the bed, her arms spread to the sides, a pair of strong,
steel cuffs holding wrists tight to the head of the bed. She wore only a
white, long sleeved mans shirt, which had been pulled open, showing her
lumpy, fat stomach to the man in front of her. He stood there, all six
foot three of him, his seven inch erection stood out in front of him,
and the expression on his face was one of mixed anger and dominance. He
was an imposing figure to the girl on the bed, and she kept her eyes on
his face, unwilling to look away for even a moment. "You defied me," he stated, his eyes on her face. She didn't answer, only eyed him, her expression alone showing that yes,
she did. She was defiant. "You know I don't like it when you ignore me!" he glowered over her.
"You know, you have to be punished!" She merely raised an eyebrow at him. More often than not, she considered
his punishments to be weak, nothing of course that she couldn't handle. "Are you being a smart ass?" he asked.The edge of her mouth moved up in a smile, and she flippantly stated,
"Of course I'm being a smart ass. You're being an asshole, so I'm being a
smart ass." He growled at her and began to move across the bed. She wasn't bothered,
not yet anyway. Grabbing one of her legs, he lifted it up and gave her a
resounding slap across her jello-like ass. "What did you call me?" "I said you're being an asshole!" she spoke defiantly as well.
He did NOT like that, not one bit. Growling to himself, he snatched a
pair of cushions from either side of her, stuffing them underneath her
lower spine. She still only stared at him, her eyes wide and open, not
seeming to care. He moved up to her now, and she felt his hardness
against the outer lips of her cunt. She smiled at him, but he wasn't
looking. He was leaning over to the side table, grabbing something from
the drawer. When she saw what he was grabbing, her eyes opened at least a little
wider. Lubricant... The last time he had used lubricant, it sure as hell wasn't to fuck her
cunt! With a little trepidation now, she bit her lip. He was looking
down at his dick now, as he slathered some lube over the length of it,
focussing especially on the tip. He squeezed a dollop onto his hand,
rubbing it around her asshole, pushing some in with one large finger.
She pulled a face and tried not to grimace. She knew the lubricant was
NOT for her benefit, it was for his... This time at least, she really
WAS in trouble! He held the base of his rock hard member in his hand and lowered the
head to line up with her arse. She let out a shaky breath, but he still
didn't look at her, he was concentrating now. She could feel the
pressure, at first, only mild, but as he pressed harder into her, the
pressure worsened, becoming pain. She clenched her fists and tried not
to cry out or shout at him, anything she said or did would only make it
worse now. He kept pushing, his face tight with the strain. For a
moment, she was ready to cry, until he stopped, moving away a little. Reaching down his hand, he slid one thick finger inside her ass,
ignoring her as she jumped visibly. He slid it in and out a couple of
times, before forcing a second finger into what was essentially, her
virgin ass. Though he had tried before to fuck her there, it hadn't
happened, he couldn't get it inside of her. But this time, be damned if
he wasn't going to fuck her ass. She'd called him an asshole, and
fucking HER asshole, was the best punishment he could think of. She
whimpered audibly as he forced yet a third finger into her ass and slid
them all into and out of her. He wasn't trying to soften her up, he knew
he had to stretch the ass at least a bit though, otherwise he'd never
fucking get it in! He wiggled his fingers inside her ass, pushing every which way,
attempting to pull the sides wider, to stretch the super tight skin of
her ass. She was breathing awkwardly now, shaky breaths that revealed
just how much pain she was in. But he also knew, she wouldn't say a
fucking word now. She could be such a bitch at times. All she had to do
was apologise and tell him that she really wanted him to fuck her cunt
and make her pregnant, but he knew she wouldn't. She'd put up with her
punishment, because she was a bitch. Pulling his fingers from her ass, he immediately pressed the head of his
cock there, and pushed hard against her. He could feel the slippery
lube slowly, very slowly, allowing movement. He glanced at her face now,
there were tears in her eyes and her mouth was wide open from the pain
as she gasped in air. Why the fuck didn't she say anything, for Christs
sake?? He kept pushing and her shoulders hunched up slightly with the
pain. Her entire body was clenched tight and he rolled his eyes,
continuing to force his dick into her. It was starting to bother him
that it just didn't want to go in, pressing so hard was actually
beginning to hurt HIM just a tiny bit. Still, he didn't want to give in,
not yet. Squeezing more lube around the head of his dick, he pushed a
little harder. Finally, with a grunt from him, and a horribly loud gasp from her, the
head of his cock hit home and slid into her super tight ass. He groaned a
little. Never in his life had he been in any place so fucking tight. He
slid his dick in a little farther, meeting with some resistance, it was
so tight! He looked up and his eyes rested on her face. Her face was
actually white, and her blue eyes seemed brighter somehow in the white
face. Every muscle in her face was clenched, her jaw squeezed shut hard.
Putting his hands on her knees to hold her in place, he slowly began to
move his dick farther into her, a little, before sliding back out a
little. He would work it slowly at first, but he didn't know how long he
could hold out, and when he got too excited, well, she'd have to put up
with the pain! He closed his eyes, enjoying the tightness of her hole,
moving slowly in and out, gaining a little more depth with each push in.
It was a little painful to be honest, how tight she was in the ass, but
he wasn't going to give up now. He kept moving, and as he did, he grew
more excited.
"Tell me you like it!" he spat at her, his eyes still closed.
"NO!" she half screamed, he could hear in her voice that she was
fighting back the urge to cry.
"Tell me how much you want me to cum in your ass!" he told her.
She didn't answer, and his eyes popped open to look at her face. She was
still obviously in some pain and he felt a bit sorry for her. Only a
bit though, because she was still being a bitch.
"Just say it. The faster you say it, the faster I cum, the faster its
over already!" he explained, harshly.
She whimpered and opened her mouth to speak, but as she did, he was
pushing in and her eyes closed. She leaned her head back a little
dizzily. He pulled back out and she slowly opened her eyes, looking at
him briefly. She sounded weak when she said, "Please, cum in my ass."
Hearing the words, he began to pump harder, faster, and her eyes closed
again as she tried to breathe deeply. He thrust in hard, pulling out
suddenly, before thrusting in hard again. She was loosening up a little,
and he plunged himself deep, inserting the majority of his cock into
her. She moaned aloud, whether with pleasure or pain he couldn't tell.
He pulled out hard and thrust himself back even harder. Again, she
moaned.
"You like that do you?" he demanded.
"...yes..." she whispered, her head lolling back.
He was surprised to hear her say anything, but he pulled out and thrust
hard into her again. She moaned once more. By God, hearing that tiny
moan was getting him excited. Faster and harder now, he plunged in and
out of her and her moans merged together into an animal sounding wail.
"Tell me you like it!" he demanded.
"Aooohhhhh!" she moaned, "Oh fuck!"
"TELL ME YOU LIKE IT!" he screamed at her, barely able to contain
himself.
"Fuck yes!" she groaned, "fuck yes!"
He slapped her ass and thrust into her as hard as he could. She was now
practically squealing.
"Harder!" she moaned, her voice low and throaty.
He widened his eyes. The little bitch was enjoying it! Dammit. This was
sposed to be a punishment! Knowing what would be a true punishment, he
thought to pull out, but he needed to cum, and soon. He kept his hard
thrusting.
"Ohwoahwoahwoahwoah" was the sound effect coming from her mouth as he
thrust in and out. She was making little grunting sounds as well, and it
was making him hornier. "Oh God! Cum in me!" she blurted, throwing her
head back.
He knew what would make her crazier too... So with one hand, he placed
his palm on her pubic bone and toyed gently with her clit with his
thumb. She let out the most animal squeal and he pressed her clit harder
as he fucked her deep in her ass. His whole cock had made it inside of
her ass, and she was loving it! As he toyed with her clit, she made
whimpering, whining, animal sounds and pushed her ass back on him. He
knew she wouldn't be able to take it much longer. Neither could he at
that, he wanted to cum already. He kept up his keen toying until her
whole body was shivering and quaking with her impressive orgasm. He
could feel her cunt juices spurting gently onto his cock as he plowed
her ass.
She had cum, now he could too. Pulling out of her ass, he stuffed his
cock into her cunt and shoved it deep. It was incredibly wet inside and
he thrust as hard as he could.
"Oh!" she squealed in surprise, as his cock moved inside her cunt. She
hadn't expected that.
"Tell me what I'm doing!" he demanded of her.
"Oh God!" she cried, "You're cumming!"
"Say it properly!" he chided her, still thrusting. He was sweaty, his
face glistening with a sheen as was his chest.
"You're cumming in my cunt! Oh yes!" she wailed. He kept teasing her
still sensitive clit, and she jerked herself on his cock. He liked that,
so he kept touching her, make her ass thrust repeatedly.
"Why am I cumming in your cunt?" he asked her. "Why do you want me to
cum in your cunt?"
"Mmmm, to make me pregnant!" she answered, her voice at least partly
contained the lust she felt.
"Do you want me to make you pregnant?" he asked her.
"Oh! Yes!" she answered. "I want you to make me pregnant. Cum in me!
Please!"
She did of course feel utterly ridiculous saying those words, despite
the fact she DID want him to cum inside of her. She loved it when he
did. He wanted it, and she wanted it too.
As she spoke the words, he grunted and thrusted harder, squeezing her
clitty with his fingers. Her whole lower body made a massive jerk onto
him as he felt his cock thrusting inside of her now. She squeezed the
muscles of her pussy tight, holding in the cock and its load. When he
had finished cumming inside of her, he rested back on his haunches and
his dick made a wet sound as it slid from her.
He did now as he always did, and moved to a better angle so his hands
could get at her cunt. He pressed one hand against it, forcing his way
inside of her, his hands completely encased inside of her. He pushed
deeply, until his hand and wrist were inside of her. She simply watched
him now, she knew what he was doing and would not question it. When he
thought he was finished, he pulled his hand from her and lay down next
to her to breathe. His eyes fell on hers and it was with surprise that
he saw she was still horny.
"That was awesome..." she told him. Her voice was low and kind of husky
in her heat.
"You still want more, don't you?" he asked.
She nodded and made a sound of affirmation. "I always want more, and you
know it!"
"Why?" He asked, "Why do you want more?"
"Mmmm," she moaned, "Because I love it when you cum inside me... I love
your big cock..."
"You want more of my big cock?" he asked her.
She nodded her head and without his expression changing, he pushed
himself to his knees and slid one leg over her exposed chest, stuffing
his member in her face. She looked horrorstruck for a second, as she
still wasn't entirely used to sucking cock. It had only been a couple of
weeks earlier he had taken her, like a child, and taught her to suck
him, and it still made her nervous as hell doing it, as she wasn't sure
she had it right yet. His hands held the bedhead and he gently teased
her mouth with his cock, sliding it up her face and pushing his balls
into her lips.
With her eyes scrunched closed, she slid out her tongue, licking the
ball gently, before sliding over to the other one. Once her tongue was
centred under his cock again, he let it slide down, and she chased it
back and forth, her tongue gliding over it. When the head reached her
lips, she parted them wide and bobbed her head, letting the cock into
her mouth. Despite him being flaccid now, she suckled the head between
her lips, brushing her teeth ever so gently over the head and sliding
her tongue against the slit where she knew his cum had left him. She
could taste her own juices on him, which also excited her. She tried to
slide her mouth down the shaft to let him farther into her mouth, but
her bindings held her tight. She went back to suckling the head, before
letting it drop from her mouth.
Once again, he pushed his cock up her face, and she went down to his
balls, sucking them, nibbling them gently. As she did so, his cock
stiffened a little, and she moved her head back, her tongue lapping
towards the head. He let it back into her mouth and she suckled it some
more. She was straining at the handcuffs, and with one hand on each, he
squeezed the button lock and let her free. Immediately, her hands flew
to his cock, massaging his shaft, starting at the base and sliding, up
and down the length of it. She always did this, she loved to touch it.
One of her hands began gently kneading his balls, and the more she did
so, combined with the suckling of his head and the hand that ran up and
down his shaft, he was already becoming hard again. As his cock got
harder, he pushed it into her mouth until he felt the tip hit her
throat. He could feel her gag around him and he smiled. He pulled away,
then pushed back in again, causing her to gag once more. She tolerated
it only a moment, before pushing him away with her hands. She knew
better of course, but clearly was not thinking. As she pushed him away,
he very suddenly and forcefully grabbed her hands and removed himself
from her mouth. Sliding his leg back over, he moved his way down the bed
and grabbed her ass, forcing her body down the bed.
Once she was laying in a sitting position, he mounted her face, facing
towards her cunt. He slid his cock into her mouth and lay on top of her,
supporting himself with one elbow. One of his hands reached down,
shoving her legs apart, and he guided his face down past her trimmed
pubic hair. Lapping gently at her clit, he fucked her face, sliding
himself in and out of her mouth, feeling her gag repeatedly on his cock.
He let this continue on for awhile, fucking her throat and her mouth
until he thought she would be sick. Pushing himself off her, he removed
his cock from her mouth.
She was laying there, her eyes looking at him, a wounded expression on
her face.
"I've told you about pushing me away, haven't I?" he asked.
A look of realisation crossed her face and she nodded morosely.
Turning around, he grabbed the cushions and shoved them under her ass
again, before slipping into her cunt. He leaned down over her, letting
her body take his weight as he sometimes did. His thrusts were low and
not very deep, but he wanted to rest a moment, so he barely allowed his
dick to move inside of her. Her arms slid around his back, caressing him
gently, and one of his hands slid over her naked breast, cupping it
gently. She liked these moments, when she could lay with him, caressing
his skin, and him touching her, as his cock lay inside her. It was
something he had discovered when they had met. She was drunk and stupid,
and after he had cum inside of her, she had fallen asleep, her leg
wrapped around him and his cock still inside of her. He guessed she just
enjoyed having it in there, whether it was doing anything or not.
When he finally had the energy to continue properly, he held up her legs
and began to thrust hard inside of her, causing her face to squinch
with each forceful blow. It only took him a minute or two of hard
thrusts however, before she was moaning low and continual.
Before he could demand she say it, the words came from her throat, "Oh
fuck me hard... cum inside me! Oh God! I need you to cum in me! Make me
pregnant!" The words sounded more sincere this time than before, but she
was completely out of it now, so full of lust. He kept thrusting hard
inside of her, until finally, he exploded into her cunt, his balls
actually pulsing with the effort of his second cumming. He kept his cock
inside of her for some time, massaging her clit for awhile until she
too was a massive pile of quivering flesh on the bed and she was
spasming with each touch. When she finally stopped her spasmoding
thrusts, he let himself slide out of her cunt and lay down next to her
again. She slid towards him and slid one leg over his, pressing his cock
to her cunt between them. She leaned up her face and kissed him on the
lips, a kiss so devoid of lust, but so full of tenderness, and sweet
emotion. She let her head drop back against his chest, and once
satisfied with her position, she closed her eyes and gently caressed his
side and his back with her hand. He was always startled by how tender
and loving she was to him after he had done such harsh things to her,
after he had hurt her and punished her. Sometimes it made him feel like a
monster, knowing he had done those things, and afterwards, she bore no
grudge and just wanted him to hold her.
He wrapped his arms around her, holding her to his chest, where after
some time, he could hear her breathing deepen and could feel her body
relax. She was asleep now. In his arms, she was shivering a little, and
he tugged the blanket over the top of her before slowly slipping from
her grasp. Her body relaxed on the bed, one side of her face against the
sheet. Her legs went into their usual position, sliding apart, one knee
up high near her chest, the other straight down off the end of the bed.
He pulled the blanket around over her shoulder and in her sleep with
one hand, she pushed her hair from her face and tucked her hand under
her cheek. She looked so young, so innocent. He watched her for a moment
before opening the door to her room. Her two small dogs came bounding
in enthusiastically and he petted them idly, watching the sleeping
figure in the bed. When the dogs finally jumped onto the bed, she
stirred slightly, petting them briefly, she cuddled them, letting each
of them give her their own brand of kisses. As she started slipping back
into sleep, the dogs settled themselves on either side of her, one
against her stomach and the other behind her legs. He waited for them to
mellow a little before exiting the room and closing the door behind
him.