Copyright 2009 Lusty Library. All Rights Reserved http://www.lustylibrary.com en-us Fri, 09 Jan 2009 20:00:01 -0500 webmaster@lustylibrary.com (TheLustyLibrarian) Straight:BDSM http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/BDSM/Dancing-with-Master_9271 Straight:BDSM Wed, 07 Jan 2009 14:00:58 -0500







She heard the stream of water running into the tub as soon as she walked into the house. Her thoughts were how odd for the tub to be running this early in the evening, before a cocktail, before dinner, before anything. She lay her purse in the customary place and walked up the stairs, his name on her tongue, questioning. Her query received no response, so she opened the bedroom door. She noticed a wrapped, flat rectangular box with a red bow at its center.

“Is that for me, Tim?” she asked, assuming he was in the adjoining room. No answer. Her curiosity about the box was piqued and she walked over to it. Tugging the bow, she unraveled it, opened the box to find the satin dress neatly displayed in it. A deep merlot with spaghetti straps and low cut, the dress swept down past her knees when she held it up against her chest over her work clothes. That was when she felt him behind her, felt his hand at the curve of her back.

“Tonight we go out. No TV, No popcorn under a quilt. Tonight you are my jewel, treasure,” he whispered in her ear, having curved her hair around its cup. “I have a tub waiting for you.”

He undressed her as she stood in a haze. Her white blouse, black skirt that hugged her round ass so well were folded and put on ...

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I walk into the room where you are chained to the floor naked, waiting to be used. I walk over, grab you by the hair, pull you to your knees, and press your lips to my jeans, letting you feel my hard cock underneath. “Did you miss me, slut?” I hold your hair tight, making you lick me through my jeans, trying so hard to get my cock underneath. I let you lick me, making you look up into my eyes. I unchain you and pull you to your feet, making you follow me to the wall. I take your wrists and clamp them in the cuffs at the wall. I pull on your hands, making sure you are tight and secure. I slap your ass hard, watching my red print grow on your soft skin, loving how you jump and let out a yelp. I run my hands over your ass, grabbing and squeezing, roughly exploring down your inner thighs leaving my finger marks as I go. “Open yourself to me, NOW!” The tone in my voice makes your pussy wet instantly, knowing I’m going to use you. Your start to spread your legs but I grab you roughly and force them apart, growling in your ear. I slide my hands across you pussy, making sure not to enter you, feeling how wet you are getting. “You fucking love this don’t you? You love knowing that you’re my little toy.”I slap your pussy and love the whimper that escapes ...

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You come home from work one evening; I greet you at the door to welcome you home with an awesome blowjob. Oh how I love to lick and suck your cock, making you feel oh so good with my talented tongue, mouth and fingers it’s not very long till I feel you cum in my mouth. Yum, you taste so good. I stand back up and kiss you deeply and ask how your day was. You tell me that it was ok but you're glad to be home. You tell me that you have to go out of town for a few days. You ask me if I would like to come along this time like we've talked about before, I tell you that I would love to travel with you and that it would be so much fun. And besides that, if I went with you I wouldn't miss you so much when you're gone this time. I'm so excited to be able to go with you that I start packing right away, picking out all of your favorite sexy lingerie to take with me and a few of our favorite toys.
A few days pass and its time for us to go to the airport to begin our trip. While we are driving to the airport, you ask me if I'm all excited about the trip, I tell you that I am and thank you for letting me come with you ...

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He is young, my English teacher, and it will make my next move that much easier. There’s something about him though, this hardly veiled violence I sense. It makes me shiver in apprehension. It won't stop me, though. I need a good grade. I am failing English, it’s obvious. I can't help it, I'm not good at English, never was. But I need an A in this class, or else I'll never get into the college I want. I wait until the entire class has left and approach his desk. "Sir, may I speak to you?" I ask.
He stares at me for a moment. I know how it looks, a girl in a short skirt, legs tan and smooth, a top barely concealing the ample cleavage, asking to talk to the teacher. I just hope he will say yes. "Yes, Miss Taylor, what is it?"
I take a deep breath. No matter how it looks, I’m not used to this. "Sir, I was hoping I could persuade you to give me a good grade in your class."
One perfectly sculpted black brow raises. "Oh? Is that why you have been staring?"
I blush. I hadn't thought it was that apparent. "Yes, sir."
"You are well aware that though you are, by law, a legal adult, all student/teacher relationships are absolutely not allowed. I could lose everything I have worked for at the school."
"Yes, sir. But I won't breathe a word to anyone, ever. Just ...

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Fully Trained Cuckold
The Beginning:
I remember before we got married and I was your special boyfriend. You knew I was a virgin, that I was saving myself for marriage. After our dates we would end up at your house, kissing on the couch. You always wore those tight sweaters. I could see your nipples through them. After a while your skirt would ride up and I could see your panties. You could tell how much I loved looking at your panties because my little dick would get so hard, making a little tent in my jeans.
Then one evening your skirt was up so high and your panties looked so beautiful. You knew how much I wanted to touch them, to feel their soft silky warmth. You sat with your butt and the edge of the cushion spread your legs really wide. You told me to take all my clothes off and kneel between your knees. I quickly obeyed. You said that you knew I was a virgin pantyboy and that’s why you liked me. That you were going to break me in right. You said that I was not allowed to touch you without permission, and I replied, “Yes Ma’am.”
Then you told me to lean forward, to put my lips real close to your panties but not to touch you. Mistress, you smelled so good to me. I had never smelled a woman before. Then you told me to ...

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Sangita didn’t like Ross all that much. It wasn’t solely because she could always feel his eyes undressing her whenever he came round; it was mainly because he was her landlord and therefore an authoritative figure. She was frightened of authoritative figures; her strict father had been responsible for that and in the end it had driven her away from her home and her family at the age of nineteen.

He was polite, if not a little brusque, as he walked around, inspecting her bed-sit. It was small, consisting of a lounge, bathroom, kitchenette and bedroom. There were three other bed-sits in the building and there was also a larger kitchen and a utility room for all the occupants to use. It wasn’t exactly ideal but it was her own place; to Sangita it was home and it gave her freedom, she could come and go as she pleased. Like the other occupants, Sangita was a student, and in her first year at art college.

Ross looked up at the ceiling in the corner of the lounge. “No sign of that damp returning,” he commented.

Sangita looked up too, with a puzzled expression on her face.

“We had some damp here before you moved in, but I got the builders to re-slate part of the roof,” he explained.

She felt his eyes upon her again. He made her feel uncomfortable, but what she didn’t fully realize was that she was ...

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As I paced up and down the kitchen in anticipation, my palms grew sweaty and my crotch grew moist. I knew that any second, there would be a knock at the door. I had everything prepared, and had had a Tia Maria and coke to calm my nerves… “Any minute now… Any minute now…” I looked at the clock. The minute hand had not ticked over from the last time I checked. As I started to pour myself another drink it came, booming echoes of thunder round the house and I welcomed their alarming tone. As I walked from the kitchen, the drink I had no more than ten minutes ago hit my head, and I giggled my way to the door. I stopped at the door, checked myself and turned the key. No sooner had I turned the key than the door swung open with sheer force and in the doorway, a tall menacing figure glared at me with eyes full of fire. I froze on the spot, not knowing whether to shut the door, or to turn on my heel and flee from his gaze. My heart thudded in my ears and my hands tingled. My mind was made up for me, as within two steps he had grabbed me and had me pinned to the wall. As his hands were round my neck, his eyes bore deep into my own, and I could see the lust, passion, and excitement almost as much as I could feel it building ...

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“Our First Sexual Encounter after Your Release” By: Your Wife!We had spent the last 4 years wanting each other so bad, and while we spent 8-hour days in the visiting room we drove ourselves crazy and we were overcome with complete and utter passion. It was the hardest thing for us to do. To go through all these years of wanting one another and literally feening for one another was harder than the bid itself. When we were together on the streets we were the typical couple: making love and not doing anything else that crossed that sensual line. I am not sure if it was because we both knew he would be leaving soon and we didn’t want to waste any time being freaky or doing shit that was not considered normal. Or it was because we were just exploring one another. But let me tell ya, John was the best lover I had ever had. He looked at me in my eyes and made me feel like a complete woman. I never felt so fucking good in all of my life. But now it was almost time for him to come home and we had discovered that we are both freaks. And when I say freaks, I mean FREAKS!! I wanted him to do shit to me that ...

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I was lounging by the pool when I was awakened by my dream. It was a very hot dream about you and I was irritated that I woke up just before it got to the best part. In this dream you were sitting there beside me running your hands up and down my body, just teasing my skin with your touch. As you were sitting there you were studying my body and what you could do to it by just touching me. I looked around and noticed no one was around the pool and it was pretty secluded, so I decided to go ahead and re-enact the dream just a little.
I started by running my hands down from my neck and across my breasts and then finishing on my tummy. Oh my, this felt really good, so I dared not to stop – but would I get caught? I traced my hand back up my tummy, sending goose bumps all over and making my nipples start to react to the sensations running through my body. I then slipped my hand into the top of my bathing suit, but this did not allow me to lightly trace along my nipple, so I moved the top over some so my nipple was exposed and then used my fingers to lightly trace around it. Oh yes, this is exactly what you were doing to me in the dream and I so wanted more. I sat ...

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Our night started out with Him taking me out for a very nice dinner at one the finest places in town. We were both dressed to the nines with our best clothes on: me in a strapless little black dress and great shoes with my diamond collar, and Him in a tux. Damn, He looked so handsome like that. I was very proud to be out with Him looking so good and I thought that it would be a special evening.We ordered a great meal and laughed, kissed and flirted all the way through dinner. I love spending time with Him like that. It would seem to the average person that walked past that we were just a romantic couple out for a night on the town. But little did they know what brewed deep down inside. The fine establishment had everything, including a jazz band on the weekends and a dance floor. It was nice to have to dinner listening to some nice music that created a very distinct mood and ambiance. We finished our meal, including the cheesecake for dessert, and were having an after dinner drink when He asked me if I would like to dance. "I would be honored, babe. I would love to dance with you."But before we went out on the dance floor, He told me to remove my thong first. He gave me the option of taking off right there at the table or going to ...

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