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It was a sunny morning in May. Alexandra had just been served her tea on the East Balcony of her sprawling ocean side mansion. Just like every day she ate her breakfast to the sounds of the waves breaking on the cliffs at the edge of her property. As she quietly picked at the delicate croissant and fresh fruit that was served to her she was interrupted by the head servant. It was part of his job to keep the lady of the house informed as to the goings on at the mansion.

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I've had a bad back for as long as I can remember. Too much running, golfing and snowboarding led to my lower back being constantly sore. With my new job, I got great insurance that covered going to a chiropractor and massage therapist. I got 12 free massages per year, and after a few months of waiting finally decided to book one at a place close to work.

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For years, I've been more than a little curious about sharing a sexual experience with another woman. My husband has been encouraging me to live my fantasy but I hadn't had the courage or opportunity. But that all changed last week. So let me come out of the closet a little and give you some of the background to my fantasy and how I've lived it.

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Jeannie and I were just hanging out around the pool like most 18-year olds do the first summer after they leave high school, but before they land a job or run off to college for the next four years. Jeannie and I had plans for Berkley. Together. We did everything together and had since we were children. We even wore the same clothing. Perfect size 10s in a world that valued size 4s.

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I'm a 36yr-old male, fit, healthy & very happily married to a lovely, warm, gorgeous sexy woman. You may have guessed what's coming next- I'm also cock curious! I'm on a business trip to Amsterdam, and the meetings are finished ahead of schedule, with conclusions acceptable to all parties.

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My name is Rebecca, and I am an eighteen-year-old senior in high school. I am quite fit, having been on baseball and track teams all four years of high school. I am about five feet, six inches tall. I weigh around one hundred and twenty pounds and I have long brown hair and hazel eyes. I am, and have always been a very easygoing person. I get along with just about everyone, and rarely ever argue with anyone.

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Sylvie (a.k.a. Sweets ) and I were not dating regularly, it was more of a "more than just friends" relationship. She would call me when she was between boyfriends, as I would call her when I was between girlfriends and we would end up taking care of each other's basic needs. It was one such time when I had called her on a lazy Sunday morning in January, to see if we could link up.

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“Master,” she whispered the word to herself. “Master,” she said it a bit louder. How had their relationship arrived at this point? How had it evolved from Dom and sub to Master and slave? They had been seeing one another for several months. In his role, he was training her to be a better submissive, a better slave while he savored her submission and desire to please.

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I really felt ashamed of myself. I knew I was slipping back into my old fantasy habits. A supposedly respectable married woman 39 years of age with this ridiculous fetish for dressing up in school uniform. It had been more than a fantasy during my early thirties with the two old priests and Sister Mary. I think my fantasy thoughts started in my mid twenties after I had married Derek.

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Gale shivered, even though she could feel the warm afternoon sun on her naked body. She pulled on the strap wrapped around one wrist and then she pulled with the other arm. Her arms were over her head and spread wide apart. Her legs were spread as wide as her arms and tied in a like manner.

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