04.05.2021
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Stuck in traffic - again. It was going to take a long time getting into work, the stop and go was starting at Trafalgar Road - Sigh should have caught the train.
Oh well, sit back and let it flow - no point getting tense over things which one can't control. I looked to the trees and fences on the side of the highway, sometimes in the winter there are interesting raptors. This year, however, a good crop of voles was reported further north, and the Snowy Owls probably wouldn't move this far south.
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03.05.2021
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As we walked down the hotel hallway, my wife nervously clutched my hand. I glanced over at her and could tell she was very apprehensive with what was about to take place. She looked exquisite in her short black dress trimmed in lace. She wore a strand of pearls around her neck that hung perfectly into her cleavage. I had picked her outfit when we had agreed to this little arrangement.
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02.05.2021
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The naughty bits start with Chapter One – Nude, Clamped and Bound.
The Story Up to This Point...
When I thought back to the beginnings of my relationship with the widow Mrs. Evelyn Sang, I was really quite amazed. It had been a wild ride and we had several amazing adventures.
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01.05.2021
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Tina wrote a story called Taming the Teach. It was very embarrassing to me when she published it on the internet. However, it wasn't half as embarrassing as having to write this. Having to put into my own words what happened next.
I can't believe what I did that night. I can only say that person wasn't me. According to what Tina wrote, I was tied up and didn't have a choice in the matter.
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30.04.2021
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She had gotten drunk, very, very drunk. She had no clue how she'd gotten home. She sat up only to flinch as she opened her eyes. Ouch! She saw two pills and a glass of water by the bed, along with a note. She reached for the pills and water, hoping they would help kill the pain from one hell of a hangover. Damn it, what had happened last night? As she drank the water, shadowy memories of the night before crept into her mind.
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29.04.2021
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To this day, years later, Nancy wakes up at night, her long, slim hands rushing to her totally flat chest, slender fingers covering her tiny nipples, breaking out into a cold sweat. Her eyes open, she realizes she is safe, and a sudden stream of wetness flows between her legs reminding her over and over again how her orgasm under Janet’s control was the Mother of All Orgasms.
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28.04.2021
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In the year 1008 as reckoned in Rome on the Julian Calendar, Brother Cyryl Procopius was given a writ of Accession to take over the Parish of St. Adelbert in the Polish town of Virlun at the edge of the God-forsaken Wood of Mldawa. It was well known that the world ended at the Bug river, and that the Woods of Mldawa were the beginning of the Great Wilderness that surrounded the realm of Blessed Christendom, a place where Satan and his minions held sway out of the reach of God and his all his angels;
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27.04.2021
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When you finally push back your chair and stand, approaching me, my fingers wiggle slightly to try to gain back some feeling. My relief when you unshackle me from the doorway is completely short-lived. You hand me your empty coffee cup, then brush past me with nothing more than a slap on the ass and a smirk. My face is hot with anger and disbelief as I wait for the numbness in my hands and feet to wear off, then hobble to refill your fucking coffee.
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26.04.2021
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I was to be the entertainment for this evening.
I knew this. I had freely agreed to it. After all, my sex life had hit a very long dry spell. When Clarissa, one of my girlfriends, had mentioned this club that she belonged to - a "kinky sex club" was her description - it sounded like just what I needed.
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25.04.2021
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We sat in silence watching the sun paint the horizon with brilliant brushstrokes of purple, orange and rosy red; its hues reflecting in the waters of the bay outside the window. It was a silence bourne of contentment and a comfortableness in one another's presence that transcended the need for words. It was a gesture of respect for the glorious display outside the window.
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