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10/26/2009 5:02:47 AM
BedTime Dreams
I watched the door intently, but never said a thing. Never called for help, nothing! It seemed to take ages for him or her to get to the door. Finally I watched the door handle turn, the door opened ever so slowly and in walked… An impressive figure, wearing a long sleeved deep purple black cloak, which skimmed gracefully atop the carpet as the person walked. A large Sphinx mask covered any trace of who it was hidden under the mask – I felt a cold shiver run through my body - no not fear, but an unexpected excitement!

"Don't say a word!" came a muffled sweet voice from beneath the mask.

"Not one word, do you understand?" The figure did not turn and look at me as it spoke - but slowly walked across the room in front of the bed, and around to my left side. In both hands it held a silver plate or tray – I could just make out a few objects placed upon it. I could see bottles, a white cloth or hanky a carefully folded piece of black material and two candles.

I watched as the figure placed the tray on a small wooden table, which sat under the main window of the bedroom. It was then I caught sight of the hands of my captor, - it was FEMALE! Strong small hands, tidy short fingernails – she was European and I could just see a touch of dark hair showing from below the cuffs of her cloak.

I desperately needed to see what she was doing! I turned my head until it was hard against my arm, by closing my right eye it enabled my left eye more clarity and I watched as she opened 3 small bottles and poured liquid from each of them into a bowl. She lit the candles and carried the table to the edge of the bed and placed it opposite my left breast.

"Not a word" she quietly said again looking down upon me.

I coyly moved my eyes to meet the eyes of his mask – I was breathing deeply my lips parted, I was excited…I think?

SHe sat on the bed next to me.

"Tonight you will be a good girl… you will not speak or cry out" she touched my face and ran her fingers gently around my lips.

" You will be mine to do what ever I wish"

she moved her fingers slowly down onto my neck then took hold of the sheet covering my body and very slowly pulled it back over my breasts, down across my stomach and stopped just above my lower thighs.

The feel of the soft sheet moving over my body was intoxicating. My nipples were hard, my breathing heavy and I was aroused and ashamedly so! I knew not of this woman and hated her for tying me up in such a way, yet she was arousing me, exciting me! I hated her for taking away my control, but at the same time I trusted her.

 

 

Even though I could not see her eyes I knew she was examining my helpless body - I hated her for that too..

I wanted to tell her my shoulders were hurting and that my wrists were sore, but what would she do to me if I spoke? I wasn't ready to find out just yet so decided to keep quiet - for now anyway.
She started mixing together the liquids she had poured into the bowl earlier and while doing so, watched my face. I kept my eyes on his, well where I knew his were.. What did she hope to see in my face I wondered?

"This is not going to hurt – but you will stay perfectly still and remember – not a word!"
I nodded in agreement

Carefully, she drizzled the cold oily liquid over my warm body. Starting at my neck, then down between my breasts and onto my stomach. I shut my eyes tightly as I got used to the coolness of the droplets on my skin.
She removed the sheet from my legs and I heard it land on the floor behind my feet. She was standing now, and was moving along the edge of the bed toward my arms.
I could feel her dark cloak just brush my cheek as she stood next to the bed head. It was silk and it must have felt wonderful against her body. I could smell her!

The glass rod was now teasing my fingers open – I obliged and opened both hands. The oil ran down my forearms and over my elbows.
Apart form my face; the entire front of my body was now lined with oil. The smell of sandalwood, lavender and orange blossom adorned my skin.
I so much wanted to move, and remove the cold and uncomfortably sticky oil from my body.

I watched her carry the small table back against the wall. She took the strip of black material and tied it tightly around her hips. As she placed the two candles on the wooden posts at the foot of the bed and then stood still in front of me. – She unbuttons her cloak, but only to the waist..
I could see her breasts; I wanted to see her chest, her stomach and hips! Oh god I wanted to see her and she knew it. she slowly removed her arms from the cloak and let it fall behind her exposing her large breasts and muscular arms. The candlelight enhanced all her beauty I took a deep breath..

"You will not move" she repeated coldly as she moved from behind the foot of the bed.
"You will be good and not say a word"
I watched as she got onto the bed and straddled my body.
I was breathing heavily as I looked up at her mask, I could just make out her green eyes – cold, controlling eyes, and I hated her! But she intrigued me.

she placed both hands firmly around my neck, then moved them up my arms until they found my wrists, and fingers. she carefully rubbed the oil around every finger. Her breasts were centimetres away from my mouth; I wanted to lean my face into her. I knew she could feel my warm breath against her skin and I was sure she liked it.
she moved down my arms and onto my breasts, her fingers gently massaging the oil into my skin and around my nipples. she was teasing me, and she wasn't going to stop!
I shut my eyes and let her take control of my pleasure.
Her fingers danced over my stomach and around my waist – firm but gentle – she had me on fire!

Across my hips she moved, down further still, then my thighs, along my legs, over my knees and finally to my feet! I am slippery and warm. I am wet and horny. I watch her look up at me from the bottom of the bed. I want more. .I imagine her smiling at me.
I'm breathing heavier now, I want to moan – I want to move, I want her to hear how much I enjoy her touch – but I don't dare speak!
At the bottom of the bed she stops, her hands held firmly around my tied ankles.

I look at her wildly with parted lips and laboured breathing, – you bitch, I want to yell!
she laughs at me!

she suddenly moves quickly up along my legs and stops abruptly at my thighs – she looks at me again. Very gently she moves my legs apart and starts rubbing the oil into my inner thighs, she moves his fingers further and further in between my legs. she can see I am wet, she can see what she has done, but she never touches me there – just teases me feverishly, until I can no longer stand it.

"Oh god" I yell with a sigh.
she stops what she is doing as abruptly as she started – I watch as she put the top half of the cloak back around her shoulders, does up the buttons and removes the black material from his hips.

"I told you, you weren't to talk, not a word I said" Her voice had changed, she is angry.
she walks toward me – "you will be punished for disobeying me."
"I'm sorry," I plead " I'm sorry ……please?"
she places the black material across my mouth and ties it firmly behind my head.
"I hate you" I mumble.
"You will stay like that until I decide you have been punished. You will have plenty of time to think about your disobedience." she picks up the silver tray and leaves the room closing the door behind her.

I'm lying on the bed and feeling like a helpless captured animal! I feel humiliated, cold and scared, my thoughts are all over the place. I look down at my ankles, then up at my hands – they are tied ever so tightly with strips of black leather. – she had obviously gone to a lot of trouble; even the knot is one I hadn't seen before!

struggle hoping I may just loosen these strange knots - as before, my shoulders start to hurt….
I am hers and it will stay that way until she is ready to let me go!

I sob uncontrollably as I look at the closed door, and mutter through the gag "I'm sorry, I won't do it again – I'm sorry!"
The yellow flames flicker out of 'step' and produce strange shadows on the walls. Huge dark and menacing shadows, just like my captor. I hated looking at them and tried to concentrate on something else, but always my eyes were drawn back to the dark moving wall.. 

"I'm sorry, I won't do it again – I'm sorry, please come back?"
Again tears welled in my eyes and then slid slowly down my checks…………
An hour passes, and I start to shiver with cold, my mouth is dry and the gag is cutting slightly into the corners of my mouth.
Suddenly I hear a noise outside the door – and I look quickly towards it, my eyes wide and my heart pounding.

I watched the door, it opened, and two blonde haired women walk slowly into the room – each wearing a short sleeveless see-through white blouse. Two small buttons high around the neckline keep the garment shut. I could clearly see their hard nipples pushing against the material. They were both wearing white lacy G-strings, which sat high on their hips enhancing their beautiful curvaceous bodies.
A thick black velvety tightly fitting facemask covered their eyes and their blonde hair was tied back in a long ponytail. Around their necks they wore a brown leather strap.
 
I too could look like that I thought? But look at me, I've been tied to a bed naked for hours, covered with greasy oil, and my mouth gagged – I must look terrible and I felt ashamed.
The two women stood side by side at the foot of the bed facing me. Their moist pink lips glistening in the candlelight; they did not speak and they did not move, they stood silently watching me..
A voice came through the door as I lay admiring the two beautiful women standing in front of me.

" Have you been a good girl? " she inquired as she ran her hand roughly up the arm and around the neck of one of the girls. She did not move, and stood as still as she had done a few minutes before her arrival.
sHe turned and faced me, her large heavy mask now replaced with a fine black well fitted one. I could see her lips and mouth, the outline of her face and head; his eyes were clearly defined showing dark long eyelashes her eyes still as menacing and cold as before.
"I'm sure you have." sHe said calmly " You will now do as I say!"

sHe moved between the two women, and I watched as she placed her hands inside each of their blouses and firmly grasped their breasts. Again they did not move – not a sound, their lips showing no emotion, not so much as a quiver.
Slowly she unbuttoned each blouse and parted them carefully with both hands – she ran her hands carefully over their breasts and stomach. sHe then walked behind one of the woman and took hold of her hair and firmly pulled her head back.

"Look at her body – beautiful isn't it?" sHe said as she put her mouth against her neck. sHe did not take her eyes off me as she caressed her neck and shoulders.
" You will not move and you will not say one word"
sHe was enjoying this torture, her torture of me!
sHe took hold of the second woman's hair and pulled her head back just as she did with the first.
"Look at her breasts – small and beautiful, gorgeous nipples, just like yours wouldn't you say?"
Still holding her head back she moved to her side and placed his mouth over her breast, she stopped and looked over at me, then continued her torture. I could feel everything she was doing to her, her tongue firmly moving over her nipple, her teeth gently nipping her. I closed my eyes and let out a silent sigh of pleasure.

sHe moved away and let go of her hair, she lowered her head and stood as before.
My heart was pounding as I watched her stand behind each of the women and ever so carefully remove their blouses. sHe gently undid the black leather straps from around their necks but left them where they were. . sHe never once took her eyes off me – "Stop, stop, stop I wanted to scream"

sHe slowly removed their underwear until both women were standing in front of me naked – white female flesh, beautiful sexy flesh, hard nipples, nicely shaven pubic hair – Were they there for me?
No I had decided! This was her game, I was just an unwilling participant in a game called… pleasure, a game called control maybe?

One at a time she caressed their bodies with her hands. I could see her hands deliberately move seductively over milky white breasts, hard pink nipples, then down onto firm flat stomachs. Into and around blonde pubic hair, between shapely legs and then back again… I was so hot, so wet – my breathing noticeably shallow, I was in pain and I hated her even more for how she was making me feel.

"You have been very good, not one word has come from your lips," she said to me as she undid their hair and let it fall around their shoulders.
sHe ran her fingers through one of the girls hair, grabbed a handful, pulled her head back and kissed her passionately on the lips.


"I will remove the gag from your mouth for your obedience" she smirked. sHe made her way over to the little wooden table below the window and picked up a small bottle and walked over to me.
"Not one word now!"
Lifting my head, she removed the black gag from my mouth, she waited and allowed me to move and stretch my mouth back into some normality.
sHe placed the bottle against my lips and carefully poured into my mouth a much needed drink of water.
" We are nearly ready"

Ready for what, oh please untie me, and please let me go. Let the game be over! I looked into his eyes; hoping he would understand me, hear me even. sHe then walked over to the two naked beauties standing at the end of the bed and in turn, ran her hands across their buttocks, up their backs and stopped at the loose black leather straps around their necks.
Carefully, the straps were skilfully tied into slipknots, and then placed over the bedposts where the slowly burning candles sat - still flickering out of step! Their ghostly dark companion on the wall behind bearing silent witness to what was unfolding on the large bed below.

The scene in front of me was like a dream!
I must be dreaming I had decided, this can't happen in real life can it? -
Two masked and beautiful naked women, candles casting menacing shadows, leather straps tied to the bed, and an intoxicating captor intent on torturing me with nothing but.. pleasure?

The excitement and desire so deftly wound inside my mind was scary - this woman had managed to manipulate my whole being with her words and gestures. What was most clever about this moment was the uncertainty she had created! I hated her, but loved her for it!

I followed her with only my eyes as she moved around to where I lay tightly bound, her hands carefully unbuttoning her cloak as she walked. sHe picked the black gag up off the floor and again placed it around her hips and tied a knot. sHe removed the top half of the cloak and I looked upon his wonderful chest and arms…Oh god I thought trying to keep control of my speech and movement… oh god!

sHe sat high up on the bed next to me, and I watched as she placed her index finger into her mouth and gently and seductively rolled her tongue around it. I could just see the movement of her moist fleshy tongue, her lips were glistening with the moisture she produced while doing so.
sHe then placed the same finger slightly inside my mouth and moved it around the inside of my lips.
"Do not move! If you move I will gag you again." sHe kept her cold eyes fixed upon mine.
"Do not speak!" she calmly said. "If you speak, I will gag you again."
sHe continued teasing my lips – and every so often, returned her finger to her mouth and tongue, I greedily waited for its return.
sHe then moved her fingers down onto my nipples watching me as she did so. As before, a repeated performance followed.

Each nipple responded to every moment, every pinch, and every stroke of her wet finger. Her stare had changed from cold and calm, to much amusement. For a split second, I was sure I saw a glint of pleasure come from her green eyes.
Again the words "Do not move, do not speak!"
I was breathing heavily and enjoying my captors' torture – but I was ever so mindful of obeying her, I did not like the gag and did not want to feel the tightness of it around my mouth for a second time…

sHe moved down onto my stomach, not with her finger this time but with her tongue ..in and around my belly button she probed, lightly kissing and nipping my flesh. I could feel the firmness of her teeth on my skin, - she looked up at me and I could see she was enjoying my pleasure even feeding off it!
I shut my eyes tightly, opened my mouth and allowed my heavy breath to flow from my mouth as quietly as possible –
I felt the leather strap loosen from around my ankles…I thought nothing of it...I didn't care!
I felt a warm hand take hold of each ankle...but I didn't care!

My captor had control of all my senses…..her tongue and lips now caressing my thighs…
I felt each leg slowly move apart....but I didn't care!
sHe was now between my legs, kissing, licking, probing...
I felt both ankles tighten as they were tied to the bed again...but I didn't care!
sHe was always very close to my wet and swollen lips, but never quite there.. never quite there... I thought I would come!

sHe seemed to know this and would move her mouth away... I took a deep breath, clenched both fists and opened my eyes.
My body was covered with beads of sweat, my mouth dry and my breathing fast and shallow, I felt as if I were drunk!
sHe had stopped, why?
I looked down, eyes searching wildly in the dimly lit room.
she wouldn't do this to me, she just wouldn't, and she couldn't! – I closed my eyes, and bit my bottom lip. I tried not to cry but tears started rolling downs my checks.
I was now experiencing sensations I had never felt before – female flesh on mine!
I felt soft hands, running up my legs and thighs being kissed and caressed in a way I could only know?

They made their way up my body seductively – each and every movement of their bodies controlled and planned. I could feel moist swollen lips and hard nipples slide over my legs.
It felt divine – I didn't feel ashamed, the tears had stopped and I wanted to experience more. I had no choose but to experience what he had planned for me!
I opened my eyes and watched as two beautiful women thoughtfully caressed my body in a way I wanted.

I saw her watching – I was sure I could hear her breathing and for the first time I smiled at her, her mouth was no longer hard and cruel, she was moving her lips feverishly and running her hands along the wooden end of the bed, I watched as her hands gripped it firmly. so I smiled again!

I knew her cunt was wet and I knew she wanted me!
It was her being tortured and I liked that. I was not going to say a word, never!
I felt fingers explore my wet and wanting lips, exploring gently – carefully, the way I would have done. I felt warm lips kiss and squeeze, tongues dart in, out, over and across.
I was going to come and I could feel it building…I was on fire!

They moved up onto my stomach, biting as they went. I felt their legs all over my lower body – soft and smooth.
I closed my eyes again.
I felt teeth on my nipples, lips and tongues……. Biting, teasing, sucking.
I was going to come! I felt drunk… I was lost…. I was drunk… I was going to come!

My neck now, biting - sucking - kissing.
They had reached my mouth,.
I could only fell one set of lips, but I didn't care. I kissed back, and I couldn't help it.
Her tongue was in my mouth and mine in hers.
She pulled away and whispered in my ear – "You will not speak, you will not move"

I opened my eyes and looked around the room – she no longer stood at the end of the bed
I felt dizzy and blinked a few times to bring my head back to normal. My body was covered in sweat and I could smell a sweet milky scent. The smell of the two women's bodies were mixed with mine; I shut my mouth and took a deep breath!
I wanted her more than ever, I needed her more than ever –I desperately wanted her inside of me, this is what she wanted?
I knew it was what I wanted - all along!
I finally took control of what normality I had left and turned my head toward the window where the little table stood.

The sight that greeted me was not a pleasant one, certainly not what I had expected –Christ the surreal events of the entire evening were unexpected, for me anyway! So I wondered why I should feel any different to what was taking place before me now…
I became agitated, angry even - My sexy captor was standing sandwiched between the two naked women, and her head back and mouth open slightly. she moaned softly with pleasure, as her body was being 'pawed' over from both sides.
"No, no, not them – please not with them!" I said to myself shaking my head with disbelief and anger.
 

 I started to move my hips, tried to move my legs, I wanted to be there, where they were….me, it was my turn – to give him what he had given me!
My bonds held me tightly – I wanted to be free!
she moaned loudly, as she found her nipples, her tongue firmly rubbing them, her teeth nipping gently, pulling, then sucking each one in turn.

she moved one hand swiftly to her hair and took hold of it and pulled her up to meet his lips – I watched as she moved her hips against hers, her hard swollen cunt rubbing against hers,. she pulled her head to one side and took a mouth full of her white glistening neck – she let out a muffled groan – I closed my eyes and succumbed to the ecstasy she was receiving. I could feel everything and I wanted it all!
 
she moved her legs apart. The naked beauty behind her moved down and nuzzled her inner thighs, she was on her hands and knees as her tongue gently teased her clit,  I could see many small beads of sweat covering her arched back; they were stunning and shinning like diamonds in the candlelight.

Noo more, please stop, No more damn you!" I wanted to scream as I watched the three of them deliberately perform in front of me.
I struggled again, my arms and shoulders burning with pain, my face covered with tears….!

she turned her head and suddenly and looked over at me.
Did she see me struggling I wondered? I was terrified and tired to stay perfectly still, I had disobeyed her!
"Stop!" she said out of breath.

Both women obeyed immediately and stood up, their black masks clearly wet with sweat, their breathing laboured - she kissed them both heavily on the lips, they then turned from her and walked back to the end of the bed.
Facing me, she lowered her eyes - she said not one word – nothing! she didn't need to her eyes said it all. she was angry, she was horny and it was now my turn….
she walked slowly toward me, her breathing shallow, her mouth firm and determined. Her eyes never left mine, she was scaring me!

I wanted her desperately, I had wanted her all evening, but now I was afraid.. afraid of my captor, afraid of what she would do to me....

"Naughty, naughty" she said as she ran her hands up my arms to the leather black strap that bound my wrists to the headboard. she removed the strap from the headboard but left my wrists still tightly bound together. My arms were then gently brought over my head and placed across my stomach.

How good it felt to let my arms feel freedom again.
"You must learn to obey me," she said quietly. she slowly inspected my naked body as she moved down to my ankles.
I felt humiliated lying there with my legs wide open - with the two masked women watching, even though earlier they had tasted me. I looked away as she slipped each ankle from the slipknots that held them firmly.

"Look at me!" she demanded firmly - I did what I was told
I kept my eyes firmly fixed on her as she carefully moved my legs together.
"Do not move, and do not speak!"
she moved back up the side of the bed to my waist and untied my wrists – I did not move, I did not speak and I never took my eyes from hers.

Holding my wrists tightly, she caressed the red marks left behind from the leather straps. she moved around each wrist soothing the fine welts with the moisture from her tongue and lips. I closed my eyes and took pleasure from her tender touch.
Unexpectedly, she bent down and placed his firm lips on mine and kissed me with a passion so blinding I thought I would faint.
I allowed her to slowly bring my arms above my head and onto the pillow. Still holding my wrists tightly she kissed my neck and shoulders and then back onto my waiting mouth. I kissed her back wanting her more than ever.

 

"Do not speak" she said coolly.
she took hold of my wrists and pulled me to my feet – I was dizzy and found it hard to stand. she held me firmly with my hands at her chest.
I could just feel her against my skin, my nipples hardening as she moved closer toward me.
I let my head tip back just a little and shut my eyes tightly, I took a couple of deep breaths and could feel the blood start to follow freely again through my body.
 
she lowered my arms and placed them against my hips – abruptly she spun me around, brought my arms together around my back and tied them tightly with the leather strap she had placed next to the pillow. she forced me firmly over the edge of the bed, with my toes just touching the floor.
"Do not speak"

she was breathing heavily as she held me there. I could feel her legs against mine. I could feel her hard strap on move against my buttocks…..
I wasn't afraid – I wanted my captor to control me, to dominate me, to punish me, and to screw me. …
I turned my head and lay there looking at the two women behind the end of bed. It was my turn and I wanted them to watch and want just as much as I had been made to!
"Do not move"
she placed both her hands around my neck and firmly rubbed them down over my shoulders and arms and onto my back – she bent over my naked body and bit gently into my neck. This sent a wave of intense shivers all over my body – I closed my eyes…

Her body was on fire as he rubbed himself over my skin. she kissed and sucked seductively each of my fingers as she moved over my tied wrists. she was at my hips now, kissing, controlling and dominating my body with her touch. Lower now, onto my buttocks. Each one in turn kissed and caressed, I could fell her heavy breath between them, I could feel her tongue between them – I thought I would come right there.
I wanted to moan, oh god how I wanted to moan – I fought to keep control!

she moved each of my legs apart with her knees and then ran her hands firmly down the inside of my legs. I was supporting my legs on the tips of my toes as she tightly took hold of both ankles, she proceeded to kiss and tease my inner thighs working her way closer and closer to my wet swollen lips ….she didn't stop…. she kissed and licked and sucked and teased me until I came…….oh fuck!

I bit down hard into the sheets to stop from making any noise, I couldn't take anymore, and I wanted her to stop.
"Do not move" she said deeply and out of breath..
"Do you want me, do you want all of me?" she asked whispering in my ear.
I would not speak and I would not now disobey her.

I nodded in agreement.
she leaned against me, her hard strap on between my buttocks;"

Well then, you shall have all of me"

I felt her move back from my body and heard her remove the black mask that had covered her face. My captor was unmasked and I wanted to turn and look, I was excited I needed to know who she was – who it was that had put me through this strange night of pleasure – a pleasure I had never felt before.

she placed the mask next to my face. I could smell her sweat, - I could see her sweat….she was still torturing me!
she moved toward me and carefully placed her cock against my lips and very slowly entered me.
she griped my hips and slowly moved back and forth but only just inside of me, not too far, but just on the very edge, massaging my now very wet and swollen lips…..
I wanted all of her, I needed all of her!
I stayed perfectly still and softly moaned with every movement of her hips.

she moved her hands up onto my waist and as she did she entered me just a little deeper, still methodically moving back forth - her breathing had become heavy and deep. I could feel her getting harder still…… back and forth, back and forth.
I moved my legs further apart and lowered myself so I could feel the floor with the balls of my feet.
I felt her stumbling to untie my hands – she then placed them on either side of my face…

" fuck me " I whispered
"Oh god" she said, as she pushed hard against me, back and forth, harder still, back and forth –

she leant down and bit gently into my left shoulder and neck – I could fell her face against mine, I could smell her – I knew that smell, the scent of her perfume - I knew her!

she moved further inside of me until I had all of her – harder against me she moved, faster, firmer……….into my wet cunt she moved.

I knew her, I knew my captor!

I opened my eyes and looked at the two women still standing at the bed, they were removing their masks!

"No, no, no" I called out - I could feel I was going to come again, it was building, – so intense like nothing before, unbelievable, a dream even!

"fuck me Sam?" … I called her name.
I watched as the two naked women dropped their masks to the ground…….
"Oh god, oh fuck " she said as has she came deeply!
she kept moving inside me, back and forth – harder, and harder!
 
I watched as they smiled, I watched them both and smiled back as I came.


10/18/2009 4:27:40 PM

just writing :P
claire had love in her life right now. What baby girl needed was good rough and brutal fucking. "Slut!" he screamed, slapping her across the face. "Whore!" he screamed, backhanding her. He pulled her down the lounge, holding her legs in a brutal spread eagle as he slammed his cock into her pussy. Using her thighs as handgrips, bruce slammed his baby girl against him steadily, "You're a goddamn whore! A dyke's whore," he growled, thrusting his hips faster, loosing himself in the rhythm. Baby girl was crying, denying his allegations. bruce suddenly let go of her, watching her sprawl half on and half off the lounge, her knee drawing blood as it hit the cement. "There's fourteen year-old street whores that fuck better than you," bruce said, walking to the cabana. bruce listened to the footfalls as baby girl ran after him, turned and pushed her into the pool just before she reached him. Baby girl came up sputtering, and bruce was there to push her head back under the water line, enjoying the power of her helpless thrashing. Pulling her up by her hair, Bruce allowed her to take a couple breaths before he crushed his mouth against hers. Baby girl started to fight him, but Bruce had the advantage of height, strength, and positioning. Bruce moved his mouth to her neck, biting her, making her moan. He began breast massage on her two enormous globes, rolling her nipple up and down and to each side. When she moaned, he began to increase the pressure of his hands, making her moan louder. He took one nipple into his teeth and began to chewing, listening to her begging as he chewed her harder and harder, switching nipples has her pussy began to hump his thigh. Once again he began a brutal onslaught of her nipple, stopping when she began to scream as she brought herself off against his leg. He tripped her into the water, wrapping his left hand in her hair, and grabbing her ass with his right. He impaled her on his pulsating cock, pumping her while she was bent over backwards, sputtering, and gasping for air. Baby girl wrapped her legs around him, and moaned slightly before catching her breath. Bruce pumped her body viciously, watching her while he held her down. Bruce watched her twisting and turning, her nails slashing at his arms, but he held his baby girl down until her pussy began to jerk. Bringing her head above the surface, Bruce began to pound her pussy with a vengeance; her body limp against his, while her pussy jerked uncontrollably.

10/18/2009 4:22:16 PM
Ranting about homosexuals who dont approve M2F trans. (everybody is entitled to their own opinion)

I have a friend who is a trans female and it pisses me off when lesbians and gay men constantly put her down when we go out night clubbing. How can you say that a trans woman can't call herself a woman ... remember 50 years ago when they said the same thing about lesbians?  that you couldn't be a 'woman' if you didn't want cock... that you had to look, dress and act a certain way to be a woman... Remember coming out?  What a relief it was to finally be yourself and be accepted.  Do you want to take that away from another person?
seriously, if you as a lesbian or even a gay male can not accept another lesbian or gay person regardless of how they became a man or women then you are just as bad as the minor homophobic hetrosexuals that made you feel unaccepted

10/18/2009 4:16:46 PM
just to shy
As I sat there in English class I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called best friend. I stared at her long silky hair and wished she was mine. But she didnt notice me like that and I knew it. After class she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said thanks and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her I love her but im just too shy and I dont know why.
The phone rang. On the other end it was her. She was in tears mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didnt want to be alone so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa I stared at her soft eyes wishing she was mine. After 2 hours one Drew Barrymore movie and three bags of chips she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me said thanks and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her I want her to know that I dont want to be just friends I love her but im just too shy and I dont know why. The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is sick she said he's not going to go well I didn't have a date and in 7th grade we made a promise that if neither of us had dates we would go together just as best friends. So we did. Prom night after everything was over I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said I had the best time, thanks! and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her I want her to know that I dont want to be just friends I love her but im just too shy and I dont know why. A day passed then a week then a month. Before I could blink it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine but she didnt notice me like that and I knew it. Before everyone went home she came to me in her smock and hat and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said youre my best friend thanks and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her I want her to know that I dont want to be just friends I love her but im just too shy and I dont know why. Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say I do and drive off to her new life married to another man. I wanted her to be mine but she didnt see me like that and I knew it. But before she drove away she came to me and said you came!. She said thanks and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her I want her to know that I dont want to be just friends I love her but Im just too shy and I dont know why. Years passed I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my best friend. At the service they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at her wishing she was mine but she doesnt notice me like that and I know it. I want to tell her I want her to know that I dont want to be just friends I love her but im just too shy. I wish she would tell me she loved me! I wish I did too, I thought to my self, and I cried.

PamperedMiss
 
 Age: 33
  Ohio