Money Will Buy Everything Pt 1

He sat on the couch, smoking a large thick Cuban cigar.  The girl stood in front of him, naked and trembling.

“Why am I here?”

The man smiled.  “Because I deemed it to be so.”

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Tonight Pt 2

J soon found herself very very helpless.  She was in the middle of the room, her arms bound securely to a bar that ran along the back of her shoulders, her arms out straight from her in a T position.  Her legs were pulled up and out to each side, the ropes under her legs, pulling them spread out to each side, exposing her pussy and ass.  Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail away from her face and was secured to the bar with a rope so her head could not drop forward.  He wanted her every micro-expression to be seen by those that would be entering.

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God of Lightning

He was having a party and she was the centerpiece.  She was humiliated and wet and the party hadn’t even started.  She was currently kneeling on the coffee table, her hands bound out to each corner of the table, breasts hanging below her.  Her knees were on the table, bound down and out so that her legs were spread.  Then her ankles had been bound down to the legs of the table, keeping them in place.  He had a belt around her neck and had her hair pulled up in a messy ponytail.

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Like a Bird

She lay on the bed, naked, her hands and ankles locked into a bar that was between her legs, keeping her ass and pussy up in the air.  The side of her face was resting on the bed under her, the blindfold firmly in place over her eyes.  Her ass was red from the spanking he had given her, her pussy glistening from the fucking he had given her.

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Playtime

She lay on a small wooden structure, her arms strapped down tightly just below her sides.  There were straps across her spread thighs, her legs bent at the knees and strapped at the ankles at the base of the structure.  There was another strap across her waist, and another above and below her breasts.  Her head hung off the end, currently keeping her head upside down, her face partially red from the angle.

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The Interview Pt 3

I looked at him, not sure what to say.  I then took a breath and nodded slowly.  “A promise is a promise.”

He smiled and held his hand out.  I looked at him nervously then put my hand into his.  He guided me over to a pair of shackles hanging from the ceiling then lifted my arms slowly, locking them into the shackles.  I jumped slightly as I felt the padded steel lock around my wrists, locking me into place.

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The Interview Pt 2

Marcus leaned back in the chair and smiled faintly.  “Let me tell you about my first time…..”

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I was 18.  I had enjoyed a roll in the hay every now and then but nothing that had really, really made me feel…..great.  I had begun to think at 18 that sex was overrated.  WAY overrated.  Other guys talked about how great it was and I truly thought there was something wrong with me.

Then….I met Cat.

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Behind Closed Doors

She was laying on the bed, legs bound to the corners of the bed.  Her arms were up and bound to the headboard and her mouth had a gag in it that kept her mouth open, allowing sounds but no words.  She squirmed, her bare pussy clenching in anticipation.

He walked in, looking down at his wife, his prize.  Damn, he was lucky to have her, to have a woman that loved this, loved being bound, loved being tormented, loved being teased.  He walked over and put a rope around her leg above her knee and pulled her leg spread to the side a bit more, exposing her wet pussy even more, knowing he was doing the right thing as her toes were curling slightly, a soft moan coming from her parted lips.

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Merry Christmas

I was bound on the bed, face up, my hands pulled straight up above my head.  My body was at the bottom of the bed, my legs spread wide into the splits.  He had positioned a fucking machine between my legs, it’s cock thrusting in and out of me at an achingly slow pace.  He had a vibrator hanging from above the ceiling, the magic wand brushing against my clit but not on, not yet.  He had a plug in my ass, keeping me stuffed for him.

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Mine

I stood at a bar table, laughing and sipping a drink.  We stood around a table and he stood behind me, his arms around my sides, laughing and joining in the conversation.  It was a nice night out, enjoying it with friends.  The space was tight.  There were tons of people here and he was having to push in closer to make sure that there was space for people to pass behind him.

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