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Leila's Picnic Weekend, Part 1
Leila woke up and looked at the clock by her bed. A few minutes past half-past nine. David was going to pick her up shortly. She thought back to Wednesday. She had gone with him to a strip bar. And David and Cyndi had stripped her naked. Stark naked, except for her shoes, and shoes don't count. They not only stripped her, they shredded her clothes, so she couldn't possibly get them back. She remembered the long walk to his car, the drive home, the stop...
"Mrs. Johnson! Mrs. Johnson! Let's go. We've got a different program for you
today!" She moved wearily, looking up at Clarence, standing beside her cot.
What time was it? She didn't know. It was daylight, she could see, but it
seemed quite early.
Clarence immediately enlightened her. "It's six A.M. I have a change in
program for you. You're still going to be exhibited today, with the required
discomforts, but we're going to make it a bit different. You won't be going to
the exhibition...
Generally speaking, Discipline is taking and enforcing control of another person for the purpose of sex. Bondage is limiting their movement. S&M is inflicting pain and accepting the inflicting of pain for sexual purposes."
She smiled. "The collar Karen was wearing is an example of both a bondage and an S&M device, since it can be used for either purpose or both. The classic example of just an S&M device is the whip." She held up several examples of whips, from a small one to a big bullwhip. "Obviously,...
much fun?" Jack pushed me through the house, back to the living room.
"It was just a joke!" I protested. "I've been so embarrassed and scared... I thought it would be funny to see someone else feel that way for a change!" I looked around at the guys. They looked pretty upset. "I'm... sorry!"
"It was really funny," George nodded, looking at me angrily. "We never made you do anything you didn't want to do, and we cooperated with your little request, too."
"You're going to have to pay for your...
Natalie was just starting her vacation. This was the first time she had
flown on an airplane since 9-11. She had seen all of the news reports regarding
security at the airports and had seen where they were using wands to check
passengers for metal objects and now had more sophisticated devices to detect
explosives. The United States were still just using wands, but other countries
have been trying the new and more sophisticated gear, mainly to make sure that
tourists would continue to...
The next morning, she was awakened a seven by the arrival of a breakfast tray.
She ate, and again tried to wash herself a bit. A policeman asked if she
wanted to go out in the yard for a bit of exercise; she said yes. He led her,
attired in just her panties and bra, through the police station and to a small
fenced in yard outside a door. She was ushered outside, and the door locked
behind her. Soon she found that she was the object of interest of a number of
people, including neighborhood...
It was a hot spring night, I was on routine patrol, and
being relatively new to the job, I guess I was still
pretty green. I was working my way back to town when a
beat up Chevy flew past me. I thought I recognized the
car as I took off after it. I caught up to it and hit the
lights. I was surprised when it quickly pulled over. It
was Derek Smothers car all right. He was a local bad ass,
or so he thought.
"Derek would never just pull over, without a little chase
first," I thought....
The beat of the bass guitar, the drum pounding, the rhythm of the music pulsed as though at one with Sandys body. She closed her eyes. Holding a hot iron away form her and the ironing board Sandy spread her knees squatting as she swayed, her hips rolling from side to side. One, two, three to the beat she bounced her bottom. Sandy stood, smiled and pressed the next sleeve of Jacks shirt. She felt a bit randy today. Dancing made her feel nasty, good nasty. Passions flushed warm in her sex. She...