Money Will Buy You Everything Pt 2

Time passed differently when one had no idea if it was night or day, whether it had been hours or days.  All she knew was that she had been here for what seemed like an eternity.  Part of her wanted to feel lucky that John was here with her too but another part of her hated that he was here with her, suffering as she was.

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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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The New Stock

It had been a week and I had felt the strong hand of my Sir multiple times.  He had spanked me one evening simply for the fun of it.  My ass had been red the rest of the evening.  It had been hard to sit and he had continued with random spankings throughout the night.  I had gone to bed crying as he rammed me from behind, gripping and clawing at my ass.

Now he told me he had a new toy.  So he took me to our back patio and showed me a large piece of wood, metal in various places, hinged in the middle with a bar, like a one piece stocks.  I looked it over and he smiled.  “Want to see how it works?” I nodded.  “Undress…..”

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The New Adventures of Sam McGillis – The Beginning

Samantha McGillis was an average 30 something girl with an itch she couldn’t scratch.  She had enjoyed sexual partners and had enjoyed great sex but something was still missing.  So now she stood at the door of a bar, looking at the worn wood, knowing that once she stepped through that door something may happen to change her life forever.  Then again, she could step through that door, meet no one and come home in a few hours to masturbate to thoughts of a strong man in her life, taking charge. Continue reading

Work Day

J got into her car, dressed for work in her pencil skirt, blouse, nylons and heels. Her hair was up in a simple french twist and she had on enough make up to look appropriate. She started up her car and pulled out of the driveway of the home she shared with her husband.

The car eased out onto the residential road as she hummed along to whatever song happened to be playing on the radio right then. She then heard her phone go off, demanding her attention to a text she had just received. She frowned, wondering if she had forgotten something at home. She looked at the dashboard where her texts would come up.

ALL WORK AND NO PLAY MAKES HER A BORED GIRL. COME PLAY. -M

Her pussy clenched. She licked her lips, suddenly nervous. It didn’t even take her a second to decide. She turned down another street and headed to His house. Marcus wanted her right now. So put in a call to work, telling them she would not be in then hung up, wondering what he had planned for her.

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Happy New Year: Appetizers

My ass was on fire.  I don’t know how long they had been spanking me but I had lost count long ago.  I was crying, tears sliding down my flushed face.  I had been spanked with everything they could think of: wooden spoons, a leather paddle, their hands, and their belts.  I was sure my ass was bright red and glowing as badly as it hurt.

“Good girl….” I heard Sir say.  I cried softly but nodded, mumbling a thank you Sir.

I heard someone clap once and I jumped.  Marcus laughed.  “Poker time, boys!!!”

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Happy New Year: The Set Up

It was the party of the year.  The party that Sir loved.  Marcus even seemed excited in his own way.  I think the idea of what was to happen that night was distracting to him.  He was calling for me more often, fucking me over the counter, having me suck him off while he was still seated in the car from coming home from work, whipping me for longer sessions, stretching my body to new positions in bondage.  

Or maybe that was just him.

I smiled and glanced out the sliding glass door on the living room.  From that place I could see not only the yard and all the toys out there but also the new addition that Marcus and Sir had been working on.  They had both been in the new addition, working on something big.  It made me nervous to think about what they could be working on.  Then again it made me wet and excited.  

“Trying to peek, darling?”

I turned, jumping and saw Marcus standing there.  “No, Marcus.  I was lost in thought.”  Marcus moved over to me, sliding his hand up my naked side and up to my breast, massaging it firmly with his hand. 

“Are you sure you weren’t trying to peek?”  He smiled a bit at me.

I glanced up, my nipples hardening.  “Are you wanting me to say I was so you can punish me?”

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A Day at the Office

I cried out as his cock spread my ass, sliding into place with only his sweat as lubrication. Oh gawd, how had I gotten here?

Let’s go back a couple of hours.

I sat at my desk, horny as hell. I had been fixing up our apartment with an adult playroom and he had stayed elsewhere so he could be completely surprised. But that meant I hadn’t been played with in a week. And I couldn’t orgasm without his permission. So to say I was horny might have been an understatement. I had been working in the same building as Sir which just made it that much more distracting.

I continued working on the screen when my phone buzzed, notifying me of a text.

12th floor…….12:00

I smiled at the phone and texted back.

Yes Sir.

I smiled but I can tell you whatever was on that screen was not read, was not worked on, but was stared at.

At noon I got up and headed to the elevator, my panties soaked.

As the elevator doors opened I walked out onto the unfinished concrete floors. I saw framing around the room but what caught my attention was the wall of windows that went around the entire open space All offices, conference rooms, all that were along the outside wall would have a stunning view of the city streets 12 floors before and buildings surrounding it. I then saw movement and moved through the partially completed walls to where you were standing.

“Hello Sir.”

“Hello girl.”

I ran to him and he opened his arms, holding me against him tightly, kissing me. I kissed him back. He smiled down at me.

“I have missed you.”

“I have missed you as well, Sir.”

He smiled. “We have an hour. And I wish to play a bit. Sadly we do not have all our toys but I did bring one.”

I looked at him eagerly, wondering what he brought but he smiled. “Undress for me, girl.”

My breath caught and I nodded. I undid my blouse, button by button, hands trembling with anticipation and need. I then eased the bottom of the blouse out of my skirt and took it off, laying it over a box nearby. I then eased my silk cami off, then undid my skirt, sliding it down, now in my black bra and panties, something you always wanted me wearing when I had to wear bra and panties.

“All of it.”

I shuddered hearing that then reached back, undoing my bra then laid it with the other things before pushing my panties down and stepping out of them. I then looked at him and he smiled.

“Lovely.”

“Thank you Sir.”

He smiled. “I want others to potentially see your beauty. Go over to the windows, put your hands flat against them. Then spread your legs wide and arch that lovely ass of yours out..”

I moved over, putting my hands against the cool glass then moved my legs back a bit, spreading them wide, arching my ass up, which pushed my nipples against the cool glass, making them harden even more than they already were.

I felt his hand slide down my side, making me shiver with need. He slid his hand over my ass, slapping it lightly, making me bite my lower lip. His hand slid up my side to my breast, rubbing and rolling one of my hardened nipples. “Look down, girl. See all those below that could look up here and see you acting so….sluttish.” I whimper, looking down, seeing those passing below, seeing people in neighboring buildings walking past windows, going about their days.

He smiled, sliding his fingers down my ribs then down between my legs, rubbing at my clit, making my hips buck, dragging a groan from deeply within me. He smiled, continuing to rub gently, getting me writhing, panting, even worse off than I had been. I had not thought that was possible. I then felt something slap my ass. I groaned and turned my head, seeing a small riding crop that he had somehow gotten in here. He continued warming my bottom with it, not quite bringing tears since I had received much worse pain at his hand.

Oh but it did hurt. My bottom was bright red and it hurt. He slapped my inner thighs with it and then lightly began slapping my pussy with it. I moaned, going up onto my tiptoes and then he began poking and prodding at my pussy. Humiliating was not a strong enough word, especially when my hips began moving to the touch of the crop. It felt so good.

I then saw the crop in front of my face and he tapped the wet crop against my mouth. I opened my mouth and began licking at the crop, tasting my juices on it. I then felt the crop put between my teeth and I closed my teeth on it, holding it. I felt his hands move up both of my sides, over my breasts, rubbing, massaging and pinching at them. I moaned around the crop between my teeth then heard him unzipping his pants. I closed my eyes, almost cumming at the anticipation of feeling him in me.

I then felt his hands on my ass, wincing as his fingers moved over my warmed, red bottom. He then spread my ass cheeks and I whimpered, knowing he was not going where I wanted. He then began pushing into my ass and I cried out as pain and pleasure moved through me, causing me to go up on my tiptoes.

That is how i find myself here and I would not wish to be anywhere else.

He continued pounding my ass, making me moan loudly, crying out in pain, pleasure, frustration. Damn it!! I wanted him in me and he wasn’t giving me what I wanted. He continued thrusting into me then pulled out. “On your knees girl, I want to cum…..”

I turned, kneeling quickly and looked up at him and he came, shooting his load on my face, covering my face with his thick seed. I groaned, whimpering, my pussy still so wet and needy, throbbing.

“So tell me, girl, we are not at home. We are on an unfinished floor. Where are you going to clean up?”

He smiled down at me then I took my fingers and began slowly removing his cum from my face with my fingers then opening my mouth, holding the crop in place with the other hand and began sucking my fingers clean. I cleaned my face with my fingers, sucking them clean, legs spread wide, throbbing between my legs. He smiled, taking a few pictures of me then leaned down, kissing me, removing the crop. “Good girl.”

I smiled up at him. “Please Sir, if I may ask, I need to cum desperately.”

He smiled and leaned in then whispered. “Then finish the room quicker, girl. I want you in my bed and I want you at my side. Perhaps no orgasming will encourage you to move faster.” He leaned down, kissing me.

“Dress girl……and remember, no touching. This….” he patted my pussy, ” is mine.” He smiled, licking my juices off of his fingers.

I whimpered and dressed, determined to finish that stupid play room tonight.

The man was driving me insane. Oh I think I loved him.