I was 21 at the time when i first discovered there was a sex sauna in my city.
At first i was curious about it and only ever fantasized about visiting there. Im 5’9, medium build, not too muscular but not to flabby either! I’ve got a 6.5 inch Un-cut cock.
I finished work at around 9pm, and called my parents to let them know i was going to be working late and wouldnt be home for a while. I drove myself to the sauna and parked out the front. My heart was pounding as i didnt know what to expect. I walked past the front door of the building, which just looked like a normal house. The front door had bushes either side making it a little discreet to enter without being seen, as it was in the city. I opened the door and it was a small hallway with a big locked door at the end of it. I walked a little further and there was a cashier window with a man sitting in it. He said to me “do you realize this is a gay sauna?” I Replied “yes”. He told me the price and so I paid and entered. Gave me a towel and told me where I could get changed.
I went into the locker room which was a smallish room that had lockers all the way around, but no where discreet to get changed. I went to my locker, number 51. Opened it up and put the key (which was on an elastic band) around my wrist. I started to strip down to my underwear and put it in the locker, I was already getting a lot of attention from the older guys there. They walked past the door of the lockeroom and stopped for a look at my tight ass. I got my towel and covered myself and went out into the main room.
The main room had a nice indoor pool with a spa and a set of six showers off of it. So I decided to go over and take a shower. I hung up my towel and turned on the shower. I made it nice and hot so it was relaxing. Now I was getting extra attention as pushed on the soap dispenser and lathered up my body, making sure to clean my 6.5 un-cut cock, which was already starting to get hard with people watching me..I made sure to make sure my ass was clean as Knew that i wanted some extra special attention. After I had finished I turned the shower off and put the towel around me again and headed off to one of the rooms, which was off of the main room, It was a steam room.
The steam room had about room for 20 people, there were hooks on the outside of the steam room for towels. I hung up my towel, I noticed that there was only 2 other towels hanging up, but I proceeded to go into the steam room but naked. I got into the room and there was an island bench in the middle with two levels of tiled seating around the outside. I went over into the dark corner and sat down on my own. I waited here watching the other people in the room through the dark, it was very hard to see the others. I couldn’t bare not to touch my cock as I was extremely hard and excited right now.
After about 5 minutes another man entered into the room, he was in his mid 30s, muscular man, no hair and had a massive cock. It would have been about 8 inches, but really thick. He came and sat down right next to me. My heart was racing now, I had chatted been with men before, but not for a long time. We proceeded to sit next to each other for a while without looking at each other or touching. Then i felt this strangers hand slowly creep onto my thigh. He started to stroke my leg up and down, and gradually make its way to my cock. He then started to slowly work on my rock hard dick. He kept going on like this for a few minutes. He noticed I had pre-cum starting to ooze out of the top of my cock. He got down on the ground in front of my on his knees and started to suck on my knob. He was going up and down, leaving his saliva all over my cock. He kept going for 5 minutes or so and then stopped, licked his fingers and then started to play with my tight ass hole. He slowly pushed his finger into my ass, bit by bit while sucking on my cock.
I was in so much ecstasy from the pleasure i was receiving. I wanted him to keep going until I blew. But he could tell I was getting closer so he stood up and showed me his rock hard member, just pointing out at me. I Started to wank it up and down, but only licked the top of it. He could tell i didnt really want to suck on his cock very much and lent down and whispered in my ear “would you like me to fuck you”. I was hesitant about it and didn’t really say anything. He stood me up so we were looking at each other and started to wank on my cock again, so i started to do the same to him. I noticed that he also had pre- cum on his tip, so i kept going and doing what i was doing. He then turned me around and reached around me to keep going on my cock. Pointing his 8 inch monster right at my hole. He then pushed on my upper back, bending me in half. So I lent on the the Island bench in the middle and he started to finger my ass again.
Right now, the two other people in the room at this point, stood up and came to the centre of the room. The knew what was going to happen and clearly wanted to join in. One of them was an older man, around 45 years old with a short 5 inch cock, but really thick, and the other guy was about 30 and had a similar size to mine. They were both wanking themselves off next to me. the older guy was at the back of me helping the other guy finger my ass hole, i could feel two different hands on my ass, but couldnt see them because i was facing forward. The younger 30 year old guy was in front of my wanking his cock towards my face, hinting for me to suck it. I ignored him, for now…
The first guy that was playing with my cock, stopped and went out of the room, and then came back. He got a condom and filled his hand up with lube. He massaged the lube into my ass and was now massaging the head of his thick 8 inch cock onto my tight hole. I could tell this was going to be a little painful. He pushed the head of his cock into my ass and i gave a big yelp! He stopped and let my ass adjust to it and slowly took it out again, then pushed it back in and kept repeating this for a bit. Then he pushed in and then slowly pushed his cock in as far as it would go. He held it there and then pulled all the way out and then started fucking my ass. He was starting to get harder and harder with each stroke.
The other younger guy sat up on the island bench in front of me and pushed his cock into my mouth, I was enjoying this way too much to say no to sucking his cock! I gobbled it up and was now going down on him as i was being fucked in the ass. I felt the third, older guy, start to play with my cock, he was wanking me so hard and fast, i couldnt hold back much longer. The guy in front of me, tensed up and pulled his cock out of my mouth and let his load loose onto my face… I wasnt impressed, but i was now wearing his cum all over my face. I couldnt hold on to my own load for much longer! I was getting closer and closer. The first guy was still pounding away at my tight ass and he started to get quicker. I could tell he was getting close. He finally gave a few hard slams into my ass, which made me moan so loud, they were mixed with pleasure and pain. He let go of his load into the condom and then pulled out. The guy that was servicing my cock got underneath and started to suck my cock now. I couldnt control myself, i let my load go into his mouth. He swallowed the whole load.
I went back to the shower and cleaned myself up again, got changed and went home. It was a great experience and now i only wanted to go back even more…. Stay tuned for another story.
Her conspiratorial secrecy and the teasing emphasis she put on the word “stuff” got me all the more intrigued … she obviously knew about the porn and was being quite cheerful about it. I wondered what she had in mind for our private meeting. “Don’t worry,” she added. “See you then. Bye.” I said goodbye and she hung up.
The time went slowly. I tried to work, but I was too anxious and excited. I kept looking at my watch every minute or so and tried in vain to concentrate on my programming. Most of the time had finally gone by when suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder. I practically jumped out of my seat. I turned and saw it was Ursula.
She was smiling, which put me a bit more at ease. “Jumpy, aren’t we?” She looked good standing there next to where I was sitting. My eyes were at the level of her chest, and she made no attempt to move when I turned and found myself staring at her nice breasts from about a foot away. She put her hand back on my shoulder when I turned, and her thigh pressed against mine. I felt my penis starting to harden. This was looking more and more interesting all the time!
I was quite nervous, though, and I tried to excuse my jumpiness by stammering something about being tired and overworked that barely made sense and sounded really lame. She laughed good-naturely, squeezed my shoulder, and pushed slightly against me. I felt her thigh against mine again, and this time I also felt her breast brush lightly against my shoulder. “Don’t worry about it, Al. C’mon, follow me. I’ll show you the program I’m having trouble with.” She winked and then motioned me to follow her.
She laughed heartily but good-naturedly at me, gave me a reassuring, sexy smile, and said, “Yeah … you’re ready all right,” as she slowly lowered her eyes down to my crotch and back up. My cock was hardening and I’m sure that was visible in my pants. She winked and said,” C’mon. There’s an empty office I know about.” She led the way to an office on the opposite end of the floor that she unlocked. “This is Al’s office,” she explained. “He’s out of town for two weeks, and as the departmental secretary, I have the only other key. We won’t be disturbed. Lock the door behind you.”
I said “OK,” and did so. She put her bag on the empty desktop and sat up next to it, cross-legged. She motioned me to sit and looked at me as if she was waiting for me to say something. I nervously sat down but couldn’t think of anything to say more than a dumb-sounding, nervous, “Well, here we are.”
"Yes, that’s true," she said with exaggerated mock seriousness and she laughed again, smiling. “You’re quite the nervous one, aren’t you Al?”
That got me even more nervous, and I stammered, “Uh … yeah … I guess I’m high-strung … I always have been … I’m sorry … I’m just … well …”
She laughed again. “Don’t worry, Al. I don’t bite.”
I took a deep breath and collected myself a bit, and then I said, “OK … thanks,” and smiled. She returned the smile, and said, again in her friendly, but serious tone, “So, Al … let’s get to the point.” She paused and I nodded. She continued, “Your papers fell as you ran off to your desk after you almost crashed into me. I tried to catch up with you, but I only got as far as the doorway by the time I saw you rushing off to your meeting. I left you the note and went back to my desk.” She paused, as if in thought, then continued, “I have to admit that I’m nosy, and,” she smiled, “imagine my surprise when I saw all that pornography.”
"Uh … yeah … I can imagine," I said sardonically.
She gave me a sly look. “I *thought* I’d noticed a hard-on in your pants when you left the bathroom.” I looked down and groaned to myself. This is embarrassing, albeit quite exciting. “Being curious and nosy, I took your pornography in the bathroom with *me*, and I read through it.” She reached in her bag and pulled out a folder. “I like this stuff, Al. You have good taste.”
I nervously looked down and thanked her. Did she masturbate in the bathroom like me? Did she just go there for privacy? Did she like the porn for literary reasons, or was it sexually exciting to her? These and other questions raced through my mind.
My thoughts were interrupted as she continued, “So, did you write those typewritten ones?”
"Yes, I did." I nervously fidgeted around.
"Are they autobiographical?"
I groaned again. This was so very difficult. But this looked like it was leading to something quite interesting, so I pressed on. “Well … not really … I mean, they aren’t based on anything that really happened. They’re … they’re fantasies … you know, wishful thinking.” I was pained to think that I was so sexually inexperienced and insecure that I had no real experiences to match up my fantasies. I was pained all the more because she now could infer that I probably masturbated to the porn, too.
She looked at me for a moment as if sizing me up, and then said, “I was hoping that you’d say that, Al.” I looked up at her quizzically, and she continued. “You know, about your wishful thinking.” She paused for a moment and gave me a meaningful gaze and said, “You see, Al, I like men like you.”
"Oh?" I said hopefully but also suspiciously.
"Yes, Al. I do." Her demeanor was totally serious. "I can tell from this stuff …” motioning to the folder, “… that you probably could really appreciate a woman like me.”
I was quite happy about how things were working out. This sure as hell looked like she was going to offer herself to me sexually, but I still was trying to not let my hopes get too high. Plus, I was so damn nervous and embarrassed. “Uh, well, I … I mean, well, I *do* appreciate you, uh, but … but, like … like what do you mean, exactly?”
She laughed again. “I mean, Al, that your taste in porn shows me the kinds of things you like, and I like them too.”
"You mean," I said slowly, "my taste in porn makes you want to … uh …”
"Makes me want to seduce you? Most certainly. I like seducing men who fantasize about being dominated.” She stared intently at me as I nervously looked down and tried to figure out what to say.
"You’re not going to deny that you’d like me to dominate you, are you,Al?"
"Al, c’mon. Look: almost all your porn … no, I think *all* of porn has to do with men being seduced, men being dominated, men being made to do things. This is true both about the stuff you cut out of the magazines and of your own fantasies, which you yourself have just told me are a product of wishful thinking.”
I felt trapped. This was shaping up to be a fulfillment of the very fantasies she was referring to, but I was scared as hell. On the other hand, I had to keep going … I wanted this to continue. “OK … you’re right. Yes … I do like … like to be … like for the woman to be … be strong and … and … OK, yes, and *dominant*.” She nodded with a triumphant expression, and I continued, “But being dominated … I mean, I like it … sort of … I mean, well, it’s not so simple.”
I looked at her pleadingly, but she didn’t let me off the hook. “So why don’t you explain it to me, Al? Tell me how you want me to dominate you.”
I groaned and must have looked annoyed, because before I could get out an answer, she said, “If this is too much for you, we don’t have to go on.” I looked up at her. She was serious, but not angry.
It was really happening, right out of my fantasy! I was being seduced by a dominant woman. “No … I *do* want to continue.” “Are you *sure*?”
I thought about it for a second … what a shmuck I am! I almost blew this opportunity. “Yes, I’m sure. I’m absolutely certain.” I looked at her expectantly.
She smiled and nodded reassuringly. “Good. I want it too, Al.” She looked at me with a sexy expression for a moment or two, and then she got a bit more serious again and said, “So I know this is difficult, but this really isn’t going to work unless you can tell me how you’d like me to dominate you.”
I sighed, but nodded in acknowledgement. “OK, but please bear with me if I falter or get nervous. I’ll eventually manage to get it all out.”
"Certainly, Al. Say it any way you need to. I’ll be patient." She gave me another sexy, reassuring smile.
"Alright. It’s like, I don’t … I don’t want the ‘Mistress’ kind of stuff with pain and humiliation and force or anything. I like a ‘gentler, kinder’ kind of domination.” She laughed. I felt a bit more at ease after my joke and pressed on. “You know, the woman being in control …”
She interrupted. “Not ‘the woman’, but *me*, right now.” She gave me another sexy look. “Go on.”
I smiled and shook my head in near disbelief. This was really happening! “Right … OK. I want *you* to be in control and everything, but it’s got to be seductive, erotic, friendly … not painful or anything.” I looked up at her … she was patiently looking at me. She motioned me to go on. “OK … I don’t want you to hurt me… I really don’t want that … I just want you to make all the decisions … to … to make me do things … but … but by seducing me and turning me on … not by forcing me or hurting me or anything like that … do you understand?” She nodded. “Yes, I understand, Al.” She started speaking slowly and clearly, making sure I heard and understood every word. “You want to be dominated, but not to be hurt or embarrassed or humiliated. You want to be told what to do, but what you’re told to do is pleasurable, not painful. You want to have things be unexpected, but with a woman who knows or can anticipate what you want or what would turn you on.
"Sit down and relax! Want a beer, on me! Glad you could come by here tonight. I wanted to talk to you about this and…..well I am not sure how to start" he said as I walked into Clancey’s Bar. I was heading for my usual table in the back corner, you know the one. This guy was sitting in the booth just before my usual nesting spot. He was a nice looking man, in his mid-thirties I guess. Clean cut sort of a fella, in fair shape with dark eyes, dark brown hair and looked like he weighed in at around 200 pounds.
"Thanks" I said as I headed on past him "But I buy my own beer and I decide who I am going to sit with." I headed on over to my booth and sat down and Kimmy, my favorite waitress, brought me my usual without me asking. The music was playing low and it takes me a few minutes to relax when I first get here. Kimmy bent down low to set the beer on the table, mainly so I could see her great tits! She just smiled and I smiled back as I said jokingly "I promise, you let me play with those babies and I will never tell!" She laughed out loud as she said "I let you play with these puppies and you will tell everyone!" She turned and walked away and I watched every step. She has a great ass!
The stranger then turned around in his seat in front of me and said “Sorry, I did not mean to offend you. I just wanted to talk to someone and Kimmy said you were the man to talk too!” I looked over at Kimmy and she nodded yes from over at the bar. “Okay, I admit I am not very social until I have had a beer” I said as I took a drink. “May I” he asked as he pointed to the seat across from me. I nodded as he got up and moved to the seat. “My name is Eric” he said “and I already know yours. Kimmy says that you are the law.” “No”, I laughed “I am a cop I enforce the law!” He laughed then he cleared his throat.
"Can I tell you about something that happened to me and maybe get your opinion" he asked politely. "Sure" I nodded "what is on your mind. But understand you confess to a crime I will arrest you." He looked shocked but said "Yeah, I understand and it ain’t nothin like that honest." "Go ahead then" I suggested.
"Well you ever see a picture of a woman, on a calendar, or a magazine, you know a model. And you think to yourself ‘damn I would love to fuck her" he offered. "Sure" I said "I guess everyman has at one time or another." "Well, here is what happened to me" he continued. "I was up at Gray’s getting a hair cut a couple of weeks ago and across from my chair was this calendar. It was hanging on the wall. And the woman in the calendar was this hot as hell red head with great tits and a tight ass! She had on this little bikini that showed everything she had. I mean she looked to good to fuck!"
I nodded as I took another drink and he continued “I went to bed that night and damned if I did not dream about her. I mean it felt so real that I woke up and found that I had cum in my shorts” he said with a blush. “Anyway, I got up for work the next morning and got ready for work. I am a delivery driver for Coke in in town. And I headed to work. Everything was normal until the boss came to me when I had come back from making my deliveries for the day. He asked me to take a special run up to the Lake Smith and drop off some products. The regular driver had an accident earlier in the day and did not finish his route. I said sure I would do it, I needed the extra money anyway.” We both took drinks of our beers as he seemed to collect his thoughts.
"When I got up there it was getting dark and I swear as I turned the corner on the road I was looking at the same spot that the picture on the calendar had been taken. I almost wrecked that truck myself! Well, I went ahead and made my delivery as planned and then I headed back down the road. As I approached the lake again my trucks headlights shined out onto the pier. And there sitting on the pier was the same god damn woman that was in the picture." He took a big drink of his beer before he continued.
“I stopped the truck and I looked back out the window toward the pier as she stood up. It was her! Wearing the same bikini and everything!” He was getting excited now so I just nodded and let him continue “I got out of the truck and I don’t know why but I walked over to her on the pier.” “What were you going to do” I asked. “Shit, I don’t know…I just knew that I had to be there with her” he said. “Anyway…she just walked up to me and did not say anything, she just stepped into my arms and she kissed me! Her body was soft in my arms and her breasts were pressed tight to my chest. I could feel her tough trying to get into my mouth so I let her. Her lips tasted like cherries and they were so soft. I kissed her back just like she did me. I let my hand drop to her ass as I squeezed her tight cheeks.” He stopped to take another drink and continued “We slowly sank down to the pier itself, never stopped kissing and now my hands were all over her and she was rubbing my dick! I did not waste any time either. I had her bathing suit off and I was kissing her all over! Her tits were firm and yet cool to the touch. I worked my way down between her legs and I never, ever saw a real shaved pussy before, but hers was as smooth as a little babies! I ate her pussy like it was my last time. It smelled like she had just gotten out of a bathtub. It had that sweet, clean smell, you know!” I nodded yeas but I knew he was not going to stop.
"After a few minutes she was climaxing…I could feel her whole body shake and her juices slowly dripped down my chin. She then started to pull me up to her and as I climbed up I undid my pants and pulled everything down. I was rock hard and I was ready to ride" he said excitedly. "When I entered her pussy it was so nice and warm and tight. She moaned out loud as I slowly started to fuck her. She was soon pushing her pussy up toward me every time I pushed down. She had her arms around my neck and was kissing me all the time I was fucking her. I have never been fucked like that before! It was so great and soon I was cumming like a fascet" he finished as he took a drink of beer.
I said nothing I just kept watching him as he spoke again “We laid there for awhile. Her legs were wrapped around my waist and her arms were around my neck! It felt so good, so right! Slowly my dick started to get soft and withdraw on its own. Finally, we seperated and we laid next to each other on the pier. I had to pee so I got up and turned to pick up my clothes. When I turned back around…she was gone!” “Gone” I said “What do you mean she was gone?” “She was gone” he said again “No where in sight…gone.” Then he looked at me seriously and said “I want you to find her for me, I will pay you to do it. But I need you to find her for me” he was now begging.
"I don’t do private eye crap" I said "but I will ask around for you." "I asked the lady at the resturant there at the Lake where I delievered the Cokes but she did not know anything" he offered. We agreed to meet back here at Clancey’s in a couple of days and I would tell him what I found out.
Then next morning I had a fairly clear schedule so I put myself on a message and I drove up to the lake. I checked around at the resturant and the fishing and bait shop but I had no luck. Nobody had heard anything or saw anyone. They all remembered the delievery driver though. I headed on back and decided to stop at Gray’s to check out the calendar. Maybe there was a clue there I thought as I walked inside. Ole man Gray was cutting this younger mans hair as I looked over at the calendar. There she sat on the picture just like he had told me. The months came off the calendar but the picture stated the same. This woman, sitting on the pier of the lake.
"Like the picture hun" Mr Gray finally said "It was been hanging there since 1972. I just change the bottom part of the calendar every year so I can keep seeing her" he laughed. "She was a beautiful girl. Shame she died the following summer, there at the lake. A jealous boyfriend killed her when he caught her making love to another man they say." Then he went back to cutting his customers hair as he said "Such a waste too!"
I lay with my head in his lap enjoying the clean smell of manliness that wafted from his sweat pants. I wanted to taste him, needed to feel him swell between my lips, needed to hear him moan in satisfaction as he raised his hips to meet my mouth.
I licked my lips as I thought of how it felt when he exploded in waves in my mouth as I struggled to swallow all that he could produce. I adored him and yearned for him night and day.
I rubbed at his sleeping member slowly, trying to wake it so I could slip it into my mouth. I looked at him and our eyes met. God, so sexy. I pulled his sweat pants down and wrapped my lips around his hardening cock, twirling my tongue ring around the underside of its delicious head. He stiffened and throbbed against my tongue. I sucked him melodically, my hand drumming rhythms up and down his shaft as I jacked him into my mouth. He raised his hips as I ran my fingertips from his perineum to his balls. He moaned and stiffened to full attention in my mouth.
I couldn’t take it anymore my pussy throbbed with want for him. It pulsed as it became wetter and wetter. I needed him inside of me. I slid my body up his, my lips touching his in a kiss filled with lust. His hands grabbed my ass, squeezing and spanking. I moaned in anticipation of the pleasure I was to receive. He raked his fingernails up my ass cheeks and I inhaled deeply. I lowered myself on his dick and felt him thrust into me. He was so big touching every expanse of my wet depths I couldn’t keep myself from moaning. I lay my chest on him raising and lowering my hips feeling him slide deeply into me before sliding him out.
My mind exploded at the pleasure of him filling me completely, so big it almost hurt. He wrapped his arms around me and pounded into me harder and harder his dick rubbing my spot sending me over the edge. I moaned his name as he whispered in my ear telling me to cum for him.
"Cum for daddy!" He commanded. I felt my pussy tightening around him and I came. I rode him harder sitting up to feel his finger tips on my pierced nipples.
I moaned tossing my head back. He always knew the places that needed to fill his strong hands. I leaned back riding him faster, feeling my clit rubbing against his pelvis the ring stimulating me further. His hands held my ass tightly. Every rise and fall of my hips I was getting closer.
I could feel him thickening inside of me, his balls pulled up tight to his body ready to give me the cum that I craved, I needed it in me deep inside of my dripping wet pussy. I dug my fingers into his chest moaning over and over his name. Hi clenched my hips tightly his breathing shallow and I knew it wouldn’t be long. He hissed between clenched teeth that he was cumming, I felt him empty his hot seed inside of me and it set me off again. I writhed around moaning his name as another climax hit me.
I slumped against his chest heaving sighs of satisfaction. Only he knows how to please me this way.
The day started off like any other day for Shannan. She was awakened by the soft kiss of the sunrise and the sound of the waves rolling up to her Malibu Beach Home. Her husband - like always -had already left for work early and hadn’t bothered to make love to her or even kiss her before leaving. She rose from her bed and went out on the balcony overlooking the Pacific Ocean - the same thoughts began to haunt her again —- how had her life come to this… seemingly having everything…. yet having nothing… everyday an emptiness that left her longing. She took a deep breath and stared into the Pacific horizon - the warmth of sun and sounds of the ocean intoxicated her-the warm ocean breeze briefly ran through her negligee and caressed her breasts ever so softly… she closed her eyes and touched her loveliness and thought of how it could be…… and should be…. She lost herself in the moment pleasuring herself…. her heart and mind raced as she continued to pleasure herself —- she closed her eyes again and in those few precious moments she could finally see and hear and smell and taste and feel all that she wanted ….. all that she needed….. all that she must have! She explored herself with more and more passion with each passing second and then finally lost all control and collapsed from the pleasure…. Those few moments seemed like an eternity of pleasure -her lips gently parted, she opened her eyes, her skin still moist from the experience, her nipples still excited from her exploration of pleasure. She felt more relaxed than all the other times before and at the same time she felt a burning hunger deep inside for something different -a new life unlike any before—-she knew the time had come for drastic change-her spirit needed to be renewed… there was no hiding from it any longer….. not after today.
Shannan took a shower and refocused. She got dressed in her best Versace and drove her Ferrari to Rodeo Drive to do some shopping and planning. As She began to walk down Rodeo a sly smile lit up her face as she relished in the aftermath of her experience this morning - this was it……. her time to take her life back over and stop living a lie! She found herself standing on the sidewalk at Rodeo and Wilshire waiting on the red light to change…. she took advantage of the moment to indulge herself in a little daydreaming and reminiscing about her many delights of the morning….. several minutes passed… the light changed to green and eventually cycled back to red…she felt oblivious to it all and lost in the moment——- suddenly she snapped out of it as she felt 2 very strong hands grab her from behind and pull her quickly into a long black limousine and almost simultaneously she was met with another pair of hands that covered her eyes with a blindfold and put a cloth over her nose and mouth that had a deep sweet and pungent smell - she felt a warm calm rush overtake her entire body before she collapsed to sleep.
Shannan awoke later. It was night. She didn’t know where she was but something felt eerily familiar to her for some reason. She tried to get up but was immediately confronted with the fine silk restraints that were holding her in place - they were tight but stretched and allowed for movement but not escape. She didn’t feel panicked but her entire body was drenched in the same nervous excitement she felt on many of her 1st dates she had with men she desired. She was greeted by moonlight gently streaming through a large glass dome ceiling that seemed like it was at least 30 feet above her - She was lying on her back on raised platform bed that was in the middle of a large medieval castle looking room that was lit with candles and she could hear the sound of a soft waterfall in the background and music that she was unfamiliar with but she immediately liked. A very sweet and spicy scent filled the air. She heard a door open at the other end of the room and 8 men entered the room one by one- each of them very fit in their own way- some were very muscular others were less… some had long hair and others short but all had the body of Adonis in their own way—-a partial mask covered each of their faces but she could still see in full view their lips and eyes-her body immediately responded at the site of them and she could feel a burning longing desire within her building with each passing second.
The men took their positions surrounding her -the 1st man stood behind her, the 2nd was by her left breast - the 3rd by her right breast - the 4th was by her left hand - the 5th by her right hand, the 6th was by her left leg and the 7th was by her right leg…… she could not see the 8th man - the 8th man sitting in the distance nodded his head to the others for his approval to begin. Slowly each man began his assignment…. to bring Shannan as much pleasure as possible for as long as she wanted….. each man began to slowly, tenderly touch and massage her—-their hands were so soft yet so very strong. Even though each man was massaging a different area in their own loving way they all seemed to be doing it in unison as if they were of one mind…. with one goal…. Shannan’s pleasure! She had never felt anything so wonderful in her life…both of her feet and legs and both of her hands and arms were simultaneously being gently massaged and touched while 2 men expertly explored her breasts with their full lips, loving tongues and soft hands——her body was becoming overwhelmed quickly —-the slow but steady pace of the all the men expertly loving her in unison was taking her over the edge… she was becoming increasingly intoxicated by the site of their masculinity-all of their hard cocks and muscles were quite a site—-indeed! The 1st man that entered the room that was standing behind her started his turn -joining the others as he began to touch her hair and face and began to massage her head -Shannan’s lips parted and she closed her eyes and he began kissing her—-she felt an immediate electricity from his delicious lips and tongue and reciprocated intensely-the others sent her sailing-this man’s kissing sent her over the edge-her body began writhing in ecstasy -her hips lifting off the bed - her body wrestling over and over with the fine silk restraints……the 8th man could see it was his moment-she was ready….he quickly went down a small spiral staircase to the lower level beneath the bed -he positioned himself in the chamber and pushed the switch and the platform he was standing on raised up and at the same time a small area in the bed between Shannan’s upper thighs opened up and then the 8th man’s face rose up from beneath perfectly positioned to taste Shannan’s loveliness. She felt his soft long hair against the sides of her thighs-he began to immediately tease and kiss her pussy with his full lips, soft skin and warm tongue—-he was an expert-he knew exactly the touch she wanted—-his tongue and mouth knew exactly when to lock on and not let go, when to lighten up and when to give it everything—-the 2 men kissing and massaging her breasts working in perfect harmony with him -each of the touches with their mouths were like a perfect oral symphony on her nipples and clit sending her into deep shuddering orgasms over….. and over….. and over….. All while the other men continued their pleasure duties over her body without interruption.
A 9th man appeared in the room and signaled the others that it was time… Shannan did not see him at first—-in one smooth perfectly timed progression the 7 men slowed down and let up and stepped aside away from the bed -the platform holding the 8th man’s face between Shannan’s thighs lowered and all the silk restraints released simultaneously just as she was finishing another orgasm..the 9th Man was not wearing a mask - he was the most beautiful man she had ever seen in her life or her dreams…. She noticed he was wearing a very unique Ankh necklace. He lovingly embraced her and kissed her and began ravaging her lips, neck, ears and breasts with his mouth….. she felt his hardness below and he mounted her at the perfect time and she had never felt a cock so perfect for her—-it was perfect cock…. so hard it could cut diamonds…. it filled every inch of her perfectly-their was no room left.. she gasped immediately as he began to increase his thrusts bringing his cock all the way to the tip almost out and plunging back in all the way….. over and over and over —— waves of orgasms overcame Shannan —- the hunger inside her exploded and with no more silk restraints holding her back anymore she threw him underneath her and she mounted his perfect cock and locked in and began violently riding him - the site of his piercing eyes in the moonlight and his well proportioned muscles straining to increase her pleasure was toooooo much and her entire body contracted and shuddered with delight for what seemed like an eternity—- she collapsed on top of him and he held her and gently stroked her hair and lightly kissed her….. she felt whole and restored….. she was in complete bliss and breathless… she fell asleep in his arms and the next day she woke up alone in her bed in her Malibu Beach home and on the pillow beside her was the same unique Ankh necklace from the night before-she reached for it and kissed it with her full lips and then held it to her breast-she closed her eyes and smiled and wondered when she would be breathless again…………
It started for me as an ordinary Sunday morning when the rest of the family had gone to town. I turned on my computer and went on various dating sites and pages where you can exchange MSN contacts.
I met a girl who wrote that she lived in Denmark as I did, so I quickly became interested in getting her the MSN. I got it and added her. We wrote together on MSN for half an hour about everything, and occasionally we started talking about sex. At one point I asked if I could see her web cam and she answered that if she could see me, then she could see me. “OK,” I thought, so I started a video call with her. When her cam turned I saw that she just sat in her pink bra and had her arms over on her back. I hoped that she would tighten up the bra and let it fall but suddenly she asked where in Denmark I was from. I replied that I was from the Northern Jutland and she inquired further my name. I told her my name and when I had done that she stop the video interview and I was astonished and asked, therefore, why she stopped.
She began now video call again, this time I could see her head and now I did understand why she stopped before. It turned out that her name was Amanda and lived two houses from me, so I was a little embarrassed and just said “hello”. She wrote back whether I was okay with what had just happened and I replied that my I was okay.
At last she started the video call once again, but this time she had removed the bra so she showed me her tits proudly forward and I was reasonably big in the pants. “They’re beautiful” I said to Amanda and asked if she would strip completely for me. She told me that she might do it, but I had to take off my pants and underpants, which I had no problem with. I took off my pants and then the underpants so she could see my cock. She began to stand up and throw her pants and was then only in hot pants. When she began much determination to let them slide down, I began to masturbate. “Stop” she wrote. I asked her what she meant. “You should not masturbate yet. I’ll come over to you in a minute” she wrote. It turned me even more that she was coming over here. Then she stopped the video call and signed out off MSN. I took the pants back on and began to look out the window to see if I could see her.
I think I sat and looked out the window at approx. 5 minutes before the door of her house went up and she came out wearing a huge jacket and jeans.
I went too open the door so she could just come in. When she came in, I met her with a kiss that was so wild that my cock pressed against her jeans. “I’ve never kissed before,” said Amanda, who was 16 when this happened (I was 19). “I don’t believe you, you kiss like a horny master” I said to her and she smiled back.
I took her hand and led her into my room where I had removed the quilt from my bed so it was ready to go to. “I am a virgin,” she said. “Do not worry, so am I, but I’ve read a lot about how to do,” I answered her. She laid down on my bed and I took her jacket from her and placed it on the floor. I can now understand why she had such a big jacket. It seemed that she could not been asked to take on her bra and shirt again, so when I took off her jacket, I have a free view to her boobs.. I took my shirt off, and asked her to lick me in the stomach. She really did that well! I lifted her hips up and opened her trousers. She helped when I took the pants of her and figured that I now have to see her hotpants. But here she surprised me once again, as it happened she had changed her hot pants into a black thong, that really was naughty. I asked if she wanted to help my cock to get some air. Without answering, she took my panties and began to lead them away while I slowly laid me down with my mouth around her thong, to take it with my teeth. She automatically raised her hips up and I got the thong of her. There we were both naked and both virgins for a few more seconds.
I slowly led my cock into her with her help, to make it as gently as possible. She began to moan and I smiled at her and asked if she liked it. She did not answer me, but moaned harder and harder, before she finally almost screamed her orgasm out. She was wet! I could not resist her screaming, so I ended up cumming into her pussy. She said thanks for a lovely day. I smiled back and kissed her gently.
They all sat around, talking and drinking, and laughing but Caroline wasn’t. She couldn’t believe what they were all saying. “So there I was. Naked. Can you believe it…naked and he’s smiling at this” as her hands waved down and around her wide and thick figure. “He says to me ‘You have to have one of the most alluring’ and I swear by that. He said alluring to me. She went on. ‘figures Cecelia and as god as my witness…I’d love for you to sit on my face…” That’s right. That is what he said ladies.”
They all about gasped, including Caroline, as they heard what Cecelia was telling them. She went on to say she undid her slacks and pulled off her underwear even though she had no idea what to expect. But it was good. The guys tongue she met at the bar that night was all the way up and into, and she emphasized the point, her pussy. Her smile widened as her eyes floated and her thoughts drifted back to that night.
“Ohhhhhh…ladies…girls…how he…licked me out. Whewwww…it was…tremendous girls! There wasn’t anything like what he did and the guy wasn’t some husky thick dude either. He was slender and crazy about me.”
“I had that too” announced Rachel. She also was smiling. Caroline’s head whipped around to her left. She couldn’t believe it. Her too? Really? This is unreal. “The guy and I can not even remember his name now but the guy got me to sit down on his face. It seemed like he was freshly shaved. His tongue went about business…licking and sucking me off. I came and I dripped and oozed…right into his mouth. He didn’t say a word. I mean that is not until we cuddled and he looked into my eyes. Then he said it. ‘You have a great pussy. I could do that a million times over.’ And then he pulled me closer… Mmmmm…he smiled and he looked directly into my eyes…and we kissed right after that.” Rachel smiled as she looked at her friends and recalled that night. Caroline who had never had any suck experience was stunned at her admission of something like this. Did the others also have experiences like that too, she wondered?
Another and then another admitted and told their tales, which to Caroline, sounded unbelievably true. Not her though and as each one told their own tale it all eventually came down to her. Caroline didn’t have one. Cecelia asked her if she’d ever had been eaten out. Caroline, who hadn’t, shook her head. She looked down.
“Well honey…we are going to have to change all that…aren’t we?” Cecelia asked.
Caroline didn’t know. All of them, each around 27 or 28 at the oldest, had been eaten out, but not her and now she wondered…what was it like. Okay, yes, she had a guy finger her here and there, but never had a guy ever eaten her out. Never had she ever taken off her clothes and sat on a guys face. She could feel her body’s heat. It rose. She knew she hungered for something like that. God it would be awesome if a guy like that would come up to her and flirt with her and eventually say “May I eat you out?” Yeah right, she thought…that’ll be the day.
“We have to help her ladies” Cecelia announced. “We must…right Caroline?”
What was Caroline going to say? No thank you. I’m fine. I don’t need that? Right. Sure. They went on to other subjects but Caroline watched her friends. They all had been looking around, looking for someone…anyone to come up to their table and talk and flirt. Hell, almost anyone…any good looking, willing guy would do they thought. And as the night went on, he appeared before them.
Handsome. Brawny. Sweet acting. Polite too. He walked right up to their table. What they didn’t know was it was on a dare. If he had the balls to do it, get to know these ladies, then the rest of the evening was on his buddies. Yep…on his buddies. He could go for that, right. The guy was a guy. He was a nice and sweet guy at that. He had drawbacks. He was a shy guy but talkative enough if in the right setting, or even dared and pushed too…as in this case. He put on a face and smiled and he walked up the table. The ladies saw it happen before he did. They watched him. He lugged his tall 6 foot 4 inch thick and brawny iron workers frame up to their table. The girls were smiling before he even arrived. They loved how he looked either way. He was a man they typically were attracted to in the first place.
This was Caroline’s chance but they had to get the guy to notice her first. Caroline wasn’t so sure. She wasn’t someone who solicited herself as a slut, a whore who loved sex above anything else. No she wasn’t although she did like sex and all but she was not skilled like most her friends. Still, if the right man came around, and this guy, about their age seemed to be like that…she’d become comfortable enough to take it to the next step…and the next one after that…until she was sitting, naked, on his face, and he was eating out her pussy. She smiled inside although her face did not show her emotions, yet.
Her friends, although they hadn’t said anything yet, were all prepared to get him, Jeff, to focus on her, Caroline. Here he came… “Good evening ladies” he said, sounding humble. “How are all of you tonight?” Almost all of the young and vivacious women said fine as they each smiled at the good looking, wide shouldered, but also nicely dressed young man about their age…that is except for Caroline who knew what was about to happen. “That’s great… May I buy you all a drink?” he added, smiling at each and every one of them.
Caroline sat there, waiting…waiting, and wondering how soon it would all begin. He introduced himself- Clay. They each started saying their names, which he soon forgot, seeing as it was a bar and all. It wouldn’t matter. They weren’t necessarily their for themselves were they? Not now they weren’t and Caroline knew it too.
“And…you are?” he said as he looked at the now-quiet Caroline. She told him. “Nice to meet you” he said. His smile seemed more and more relaxed as he stood there and spoke to the congenial group.
“Caroline’s the one you should be speaking to” one said. “I mean…we’re all…taken” she lied and looked over at Caroline. Would she jump at it…at Clay…at the opportnity to cash in? No, it didn’t look like it, but all of a sudden…out of no where…somebody filled the jukebox up with quarters. Someone from somewhere yelled it out…
Clay stood there. 5 women and one man…five good looking, chubby too, but even so shapely and well endowed women willing to dance. Clay looked at all of them. Smiling he had easily and swiftly got the drift. “Caroline…may I invite you to dance?”
Their hearts all rang out. Go for it, Caroline. Say yes. She did. She stood. Clay took her hand. She disappeared to the dance floor. She was gone…for most the night. They were happy for their friend… “Wow…that was fun” she told him. She was exhausted and did not want the evening to end. She loved dancing with this fellow, slow or regular, it was a lot of fun…lot’s of fun. “I…guess I wish we could sit…and talk…don’t you?” she said.
“Yeah… I do too. That was great.” He looked around. His buddies were no where to be found. Where had they gone? “Geez…my friends left…all of them.” He looked around again. Nobody was anywhere to be seen. “Uhhhh…I’m…I’m without a ride home. Um, did you drive at all?” he asked.
She had. She always drove. She asked if he needed a ride home and he said yes. No expectations. None at all. They decided they’d had enough and called it quits, leaving her friends there at the bar. They had driven. They could get home. No problem for them. So she grabbed her jacket and purse and Caroline and Clay were out of there.
“You go girl” one of them said quietly to her. She hadn’t heard what was said.
“So you grew up where, again?” he asked. She told him. “Really…you…mean that?” and he went on to tell her where he grew up. They lived five blocks away from each other but went to different high schools. The region had split into different sections since they’d graduated but regardless they should have know each other. Turned out she switched schools and went to a different grade school then him too. Before she knew it they driven around and around and around for almost two hours…talking about almost everything while they laughed and became much more comfortable throughout the evening. “Wow, like…do you need to get gas?” he asked seeing as how long they’d ridden around.
“No…not a bit. I’m good. Um…where is your place?” she asked as she turned to look at her potential suitor. They smiled at each other and all of a sudden her body burned all over the place. She realized, possibly, he might be the one. “May I ask you something, Clay?” she said not sure it was the right thing to do. He said yes. “Have…you ever” and she paused as she second guessed herself. He waited and looked at her, smiling too. “Well…I don’t know if I should be asking this but…” and she slowed, again and then stopped. She turned to look at him and didn’t accelerate. “This is a weird question but I guess…I guess I’m going to ask it anyway.” She stared into his eyes and forced a smile. “Have you ever just simply had a woman, a girl…sit on your face and eat her out?”
He was slightly shocked. He grew faintly horny too. Eat out a girl…nothing else, he asked himself? Oh god! Oh…shit! Ohhhhh…my…lord and the sensations he experienced showed up on his face too.
“I’m sorry. I really am. It’s obvious by what I asked that maybe you haven’t?” she said. “I am so…soooooo sorry and the reason I am asking…well…there is a reason” she went on to tell him. “There is and if you” and she closed her eyes as she felt the tingling begin to build and course through her as he stared at her face. She had no idea, at all. “Really… Let me explain it all…will you…please?”
All he did was nod and smile, and nod and smile. Yes, please explain that question is what she read, and without another word she took him to her apartment. She did not ask. She did not say why. She simply, without word, drove directly to her place, but also held his hand. He didn’t pull it away. She liked that.
There, in her apartment, the two sat. She explained it all. She explained all of it to him. He loved, absolutely loved, her explanation. He smiled and stared at all of her solid, thick, luscious, and most definitely curvaceous figure as she explained why she asked the question she asked in her car. He simply sat still, not making a move, while she talked. But…he grew hungry to hold her, closely, and that was about all he wanted at that point.
“Sooo…that…is how we got to this point” she said. “That’s how we got here and also… Well to be honest with you…and I’m telling you the absolute truth now” as her eyes looked away and then back at him “I knew you back in high school. I knew you quite well…I don’t mean personally, but I knew of you.”
She stood up. He watched her. She undid her slacks. He watched her. She dropped them to the floor and picked them up. He watched her do it. He looked at her luscious, silky looking thick thighs. He could cuddle with those for the rest of his life, he told himself, and her ass…well her ass…it had to be the most beautiful “pillow” he had ever seen too. Plus, even thought he hadn’t seen them, her tits were big also. He smiled as he looked up and into her eyes. She felt like she was being ultra-brave doling what she was doing.
“Clay…let me sit on your face. Lick me out, please?” she said timidly.
He must have nodded a hundred times as she disrobed. With a figure and especially thighs and an ass like hers, which were as nicely shaped and as well sized as he could imagine, he was going to all she asked for with honors. He grew eager, quickly. Wrap her around me, he thought. Take her and make love to her body, he told himself as a smile greater then the Milky Way developed on his face. Yes, she saw it, and felt more at ease as she finally removed her underwear, undressing her shaved and smooth pussy as well.
“You’re…you are…absolutely…gorgeous Caroline” he finally spit out. His eyes were focused, on her mid-section. He was extremely horny and so wanted to please his hostess any way he could…any way she wanted him to. “Wow, Caroline…I mean that too.”
She smiled and wanted, first to hug him, and then to kiss him. She did neither and said “Lay down, okay. I’m going to sit on your face.” Her words sounded like that of an angel and he did as asked. She started to sit down, over his mouth, over his tongue, and he watched and waited as her wide and luscious pussy came closer and closer and closer.
Plop! Ohhhhhh…man…she smelled good and with that his tongue engaged its services. It eased up and out. First her lips. Mmmmmm. Ohhhhh. Then inside the warmth of her pussy. He heard her moan. He heard her utter numerous undertones regarding some kind of sexual pleasure as her body shifted numerous times, each time causing her to come closer and closer to having her first orgasm like this. He licked and he licked. Deeper and deeper he went. Around and around her fat, sweet smelling pussy his tongue and lips dug. She cried out some more as he did it. This was…great. It was awesome. She was spectacular, to say the very least. He licked more and more as he felt the soft insides of her cunt. There was no replacement for this. None. He couldn’t think of anything as he ate her out. He went at her, licking and licking, digging and digging, and tasting what had to be…had to be some of the great pussy he had ever eaten out in his life.
She came again. She oozed all over his mouth, moaning as she did, and thanking god it was as good as all her girlfriends said it would be. She smiled and so wanted to get off him and snuggle, and nothing else. She did just that. He was relieved. She was becoming a little heavy seeing as she was built like she was.
“Clay…honey…you…did an… Wow and I mean every word of this… You did an extremely great…job” and she smiled as she looked deep into his eyes. She pulled him close. She hugged his body. Her thick breasts smashed against his sides. He was horny and easily…easily could have told her, but did not. He let her cuddle, closely. Yes, it felt good, and yes, she was terrific. She smiled until the kings came home. And yes, now even she would be happy filling her pussy with his cock too, but she didn’t.
She kissed him often. They held one another closely. She smelled great and he did too. Finally she heard “I’d do that again, if you wanted to. I loved it…did you?” he said.
“Mmmmmmmm…ohhhh Clay…Clay… Yes, I’d do it again, but next time…let’s start out with some kissing. I mean…if you want to, but yes…that was as good as I had heard it was supposed to be.”
He turned and she did too, to look at one another, and he took her hand and pushed it down, over his crotch. She felt it and smiled and she began rubbing it, a great deal, as the two laid side by side. His smile grew…and grew as he looked at his lover.
I knelt there waiting, in the mess of my own arousal. The hot wetness all over my legs still flowed slowly from between my thighs. I whimpered pitifully, neglected waiting for the next assault to my battered body. Out of the darkness he touched me, tugged hard at my nipples bruised and sore. I yelped and the heat of his palm across me face sent stars before my eyes and fireworks exploded across my pussy. ‘Punish me’ I thought. Every atom of my being buzzed with want for the pain he could inflict upon me.
"You are not to speak, to moan, to groan or scream." he growled at me, his voice almost a whisper.
I tried so hard to obey, tried hard to be the good little bitch to be used as he sought fit. I nodded quickly as he pressed his hard cock roughly against my mouth, I opened for him. My lips curled back like the petals of a flower. The head of him prodded the back of my throat thrust after thrust and I tried to swallow him, desperately tried to fit all of him down my throat. His hand, those big hands clutched at my hair finger intertwined there in ever curly lock as he pulled my face to meet his thrusts. I tried not to moan as rivers of my nectar poured from me.
Pain always made me so excited but we all like it a little rough. I could here him breathing steady and even but my breath was coming in short quick gasps, not from lack of air because deep throating is my gift, but from excitement. The sheer power of him I could almost feel him deep in my pussy. ‘Punish me!’ my mind screamed. My clit throbbed and my pussy pulsed I couldn’t keep it in, the orgasm was slowly ripping through me, a scream was forming in my chest and rising up to my throat and on one of his thrusts as deep moan erupted from me as wave after wave of orgasm pushed through me, as I squirted down my thighs and my juices washed across my knees on the hard cold concrete floor.
"Bitch!" He yelled wrenching himself from my mouth, depriving me of the taste of him.
I groaned and leaned toward him desperately trying to wedge him back in my mouth but the only thing that filled my mouth then was the metallic taste of my blood as he slapped me so hard that I fell backwards. Another moan escaped me as I lay there quivering. A light came on above me and I could see in his hand the smooth bamboo cane that often left such delicious welts across my body in places that another man would never see.
"Kneel." His commands were like words from the Gods. He raised his arm gracefully and I felt the cane smash into my already bruised breasts, the next blow stung my thighs and I longed to feel it across my ass. I waited silently through 20 blows, my disobedience would scar my flesh for as long as the welts, cuts and bruised stayed.
"Stand" he whispered and I obeyed quietly bringing my broken body to my feet, "Turn" I could barely move my body hurt so bad.
"Why must you constantly disobey me?" He question rang in my head. A new weapon stung and dug into the flesh of my ass. I turned to see, as fear exploded in my head, as small whip with thin strips of leather pulling away from my flesh leaving deep scratches. Oh the pain was exquisite.
"Do you like the new toy?" he asked. I could taste the grin across his lips without having to see him. I knew him so well, my sweet Master.
"Well?" he expected and answer.
"Yes." I whispered as a small shudder moved through me.
My legs felt so weak and I almost could not stand. My mind reeled and I could see him in my head like a silent movie raising his arm and flicking his wrist landing blow after blow upon my flesh. Oh I needed this pain. My pussy throbbed again and I felt myself losing control and then the blows stopped. His lips were dangerously close to my ears his breathing was heavy and ragged, his voice was the deep growl of a wild animal. “Spread your legs.” He growled calmly.
I could barely breath yet I obeyed. He pressed against me, his chest to my back, and he drew his fingernails across my skin, over the scar on my breast that was still so raw from the branding. I was his property. His slave to use as he saw fit. He caressed his way to my collar bone and closed his hand on my throat squeezing to hard that lights exploded across my eyes. Each inhale was more difficult and he squeezed tighter.
"Cum!" he yelled into my ear.
My body convulsed and I thrashed in his arms, cum flowed from me down my legs and pooled at my feet. He loosened his grip on my neck and I moaned over and over again, each time it became louder and louder almost a howl. “Punish me!” my brain screamed and my legs stopped working.
I collapsed in his arms, shuddering as the strength of my orgasms weakened. He let me go and I slumped to the floor in the cold wetness of my own excitement. He stepped away from me, I could hear his foot steps fading toward the door. I whimpered as he unlocked the door. And as he was closing it he grunted across his shoulder in a calm voice, “This floor better be clean by the time I come back down here.”
"Yes, Daddy." I whispered trying to bring myself to my knees. Who knew when he’d come back down here, there was no mop to clean up the mess, no rags or clothes to sop up the remnants of my pain. The only thing that existed was me, his slave, his bitch to be used as he saw fit. Punished for his pleasure at his discretion, a human rag to clean the mess off of his cold concrete floor.