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I was an impressionable teenager and prone to fantasies I couldn’t shake. And, like any teenager, I was raging with hormones. One such fantasy was Mr. Walker, who lived down the block from us. He was a former Marine in his thirties, who worked hard to keep himself in tip-top shape. He was a runner, and I’d frequently see him running around our neighborhood, wearing no more than skimpy shorts and running shoes without socks. He wasn’t muscle bound by any stretch of the imagination, but he was finely built and there wasn’t an ounce of fat on him anywhere. His buzz cut and exercise regime screamed that once a Marine, always a Marine.
The first thing that started me to fantasizing about Mr. Walker was his wife. She was a cute little blonde thing who always looked so satisfied with herself and who popped out a baby every twelve or thirteen months or so. In my adolescent mind, this suggested to me that every minute Mr. Walker wasn’t out running, he and Mrs. Walker were in their bed "doing it." The mere image of that turned me on. As I said, I was suffering from raging hormones then, and I found myself fantasizing about being in bed with the Walkers—for several weeks about being in bed with Mrs. Walker, and then for a while with both of them, and finally, distressingly, I fixated on being in bed with just Mr. Walker.
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“Ted,” I said, calling up to the chauffeur. Find a private spot and pull over and come back here. I could feel Jimmy flinch, but I also could feel him willing himself to control his breath and his fear.

Ted pulled over quickly and muscled his way into the back seat. I told him to strip, which he did on the spot, and then I told him to join me in fucking Jimmy, suggesting that he pump himself only to half hard to begin.

Jimmy started to tremble more noticeably. He buried his face in my neck and started to whimper, but he didn’t object or question my authority in any way. I scrunched my buttocks farther down toward the front of the seat, my cock still fully buried in Jimmy’s ass, and tipped Jimmy up, as Ted approached him from the rear and forced the head of his cock into Jimmy’s asshole along the top of my already entrenched and slowly rising cock. Jimmy tried to pull his arms from behind me, but I held him fast and kept my arms wrapped around his back, holding his bare chest to mine.

Ted pushed in four inches, which gave me a thrill. This was real tightness. My cock quickly accelerated its engorgement, which clicked Ted’s button as well. Jimmy involuntarily arched his head and torso back, succeeding in sucking his arms from behind my back. He reached back, trying to get at Ted, ...

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Three weeks after my blind date with the delightfully submissive Chris, the teasing waiter from the bar where our blind date had started came back into my life. We were hiring an office assistant, a general gofer, in the office, and there he was among the applicants. His application wasn’t among the best, and I certainly didn’t know him from Adam before the interviews, but somehow he had managed an interview appointment with me.

I recognized him instantly when he walked into the office, and it was clear that he knew exactly who I was and where he’d last seen me as well.

The interview was a little awkward, and I asked him some pretty tough questions, trying to make him see that he just wasn’t qualified for this job.

“You don’t even look like you’re old enough,” I said.

“I’m nearly nineteen,” he said. “You can see it right there on my application. I’ve graduated from high school and am taking weekend college course—and I’ve worked for a living for nearly five years. There probably isn’t anything in this job that I haven’t done for a boss already.” He gave me a meaningful look, which I chose to ignore.

“I just don’t see the qualifications in your application,” I persisted.

“I’m sure I’m qualified, probably the best qualified,” he said, batting long golden-red lashes, covering enticing green eyes.

“How do you figure that?” ...

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I reached up and released the tie that had held my assistant, Jimmy’s, head in place on my desktop and turned his head so that we could kiss. I laid there, his arms and legs still tied off close together through the kneehole in the desk, closely encasing him for a good twenty minutes, fully intending to fuck him again, to get my rocks off again, before I released him. I wanted to see those green eyes floating in semen. I was testing him, waiting for him to ask to be released, and then in one more assault on his asshole, I’d teach him once and for all that it was over when I said it was over. But he didn’t say anything. Maybe he understood what total submission was now.

But, then, maybe not, because I whispered in his ear. “Are you totally mine now? Can we move forward with no more of this nonsense from you, or are you out on your rear from this job?”

“Yes, yes, I’m totally yours now,” he whispered back to me. “I want you now more than ever before. But only if you throw that nasty penis sheath thing away.”

Ah, now, this wasn’t being totally submissive. So, I would take that last fuck—and then maybe another one after that, if necessary—but it wasn’t going to be the fuck that I’d anticipated.

With a sigh, I pulled out of him and picked up the ...

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After I was finished fucking Chris, I reached up and down and released his restraints. Then I stripped off the gloves and threw them to the side. But I just lay there, my dong nine and a half inches up Chris’s ass and my arms and legs closely enclosing his, for a half hour or more. Chris lay quietly within my grasp, his breath becoming more and more regular. He probably was fearful of what I’d do if he started to move away from me. When I’d begun to cramp, I left him and went into the bathroom to shower off.

Remorse and embarrassment flooded into me as I stood under the shower, letting the cool water sluice the musk of deep sex off me. I was sure Chris would be gone when I returned. I tried to remember the content of my e-mail exchanges with him, searching for evidence that I had gone beyond the bounds we had previously discussed. I liked Chris—and he had submitted to me totally. I was ashamed that I might have hurt him or taken him beyond the limits of his expectations. I know that I had caused him physical pain. But from what I could tell, this was part of the thrill of being a bottom. Perhaps most of all, he had turned me on. He had met my needs. I was afraid I’d gone too far and that maybe neither he nor anyone else could meet my needs without being ...

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We were squeezed in close together in a booth in the shadows of the noisy, smoke-fogged bar. This wasn’t really my kind of place, but Chris had suggested it as a place to meet for our first look at each other. At least it was conveniently located in the same block as my office building. We had conversed for some time on a chat line and had become more explicit in maybe hooking up when we discovered we lived near the same city. I had honed in on him because he said he was in his early twenties and preferred more experienced men in their thirties who were still in good condition and were interested in topping younger men. That pretty much defined me. I got really interested when he said he’d been drawn to my profile because I had listed myself as nine inches. I had lied in that; I actually was nine and half inches, but if I’d told the truth few would have believed my claim. And then I was hooked when he revealed that he was mildly interested in bondage.

So, here we were, scoping each other out in person. He proved to be a lithe, but well-muscled and model-handsome blond with rather nervous mannerisms. He was wearing a designer T-shirt and low-slung worn jeans and looked very much the early twenties that he had claimed to be. I was wearing brown, casual pants, a close-fitting off-white dress shirt and a camel-tan jacket with leather ...

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A knock at the door and Bob is suddenly aware that he is tied to a bed and wearing sissy clothes. His dripping cock is poking out of a pair of crotchless panties. His humiliation would be complete if anyone but his dom could see him now. Despite having just sucked Bob dry, Sir is still dressed and looking immaculate.

“Come in.”

The maid comes in with the towels. She is at first shocked at the sight of Bob but tries to block it out. Sir makes idle chat with her, ignoring Bob on the bed. In the end she has to ask what is going on. Sir tells her that Bob is his sub and has performed badly with his makeup. He says that he has soiled the fresh white panties he had been ordering into. It appears the maid is a domme as well, and has similar problems with her own sub. She offers to help discipline Bob. Bob is not consulted as the other two discuss various options for increasing his degradation. In the end they decide that he needs a shower.

The maid undresses down to her panties and bra. They are cheap man made fiber, nowhere near the quality pair that Bob has been forced into. She then stands on the bed with her legs open wide, two feet above Bob’s upturned face. He can do nothing; he remains chained to the bed. He must accept his fate and ...

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Bob was just a normal sort of guy. He was married to Clair a wonderful woman, they had two kids, good holidays together, normal sex life, professional jobs almost everything you could possibly wish for. But Bob had a secret. Deep down he was a sub. He needed to worship his Dom, and feel the thrill of being used for the pleasure of another, totally manipulated into acts well beyond his normal day to day boundaries.

He received a text at work.

Roadside Motel, Rm 215, 8pm Wed. Buy a pair of white cotton panties and wear them today. Hand them to me to examined when you arrive. Sir

This was the first time he had made contact with a male Dom, normally he craved submission to a woman, but after the last one he knew he had to try things differently. Where was he going to get the panties from? He wracked his brain trying to think of ways to back out, but knew in his heart it was the last thing he wanted to do. He had to go and submit to Sir completely, whatever the consequences.

He went to the local shop and bought himself a pair of white cotton panties, he couldn’t stop himself from getting the matching bra. Every-time he looked round he thought that everyone in the shop was looking at him and knew that the lingerie was for him. He even thought the sales assistant who ...

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Billy was so nervous. The trees only looked all the more menacing at night. The park seemed so desolate. He had played little league on the field, over by the parking area, when he was a kid. Now, he was looking for a different game to play. He started to turn around, when he saw this really attractive guy watching him. Under the dim flickering light at the restrooms, he looked to be in his early twenties, slim and muscular. He decided, it was not sin to just use the bathroom, and see what would happen.

Inside, it was just like he remembered, the place smelled of urine. He passed the guy going in, but said nothing. What could he say, want to fuck me? It seemed all the more desperate. Pulling out his penis, he began to piss, watching the yellow streak of liquid hit the sides of the mildewed urinal. The guy came inside, and he was so beautiful. He wore faded jeans and a plain white t-shirt, which you could see the contour of his taut abdominal muscles straining against. The guy took a place right beside him, not peeing, just staring straight ahead. Billy started to stroke himself, not waiting for the guy to make the first move.

“So, what are you doing here kid?”, said the man.

“Waiting for you.”

“What did you have in mind?”

“Whatever you want?”

“For free, or do you ...

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Kneeling, looking up at Verik, Nahji felt like he was at the feet of a god. Verik’s swollen cock jutted out between his thick legs, sculpted with muscle. His flat belly was ridged and hard. Veins ran around his rigid cock. He had never wanted to suck cock so bad.

Verik saw the hunger in the whore’s eyes.

“You want my cock in your mouth bitch?”

“Oh Gods, yes,” Nahji said. He couldn’t hide it. He was desperate to service him.

Verik teased the whore, wiping his hard dick along the boy’s hungry lips.

“I’m going to fuck your ass long and hard,” Verik said, looking down into the boy’s eyes.

“I’ll take your cock Sir. I’ll please you,” Nahji said, licking the taste of Verik’s cock from his lips, unable to think of anything except how good his cock would feel pounding down his throat.

“I love knowing what they did to you,” Verik said, looking at the thick gold ring pierced through the center of the boy’s cock shaft. “I wish I had been the one to pierce you and make you into a pleasure bitch.”

The boy’s cheeks flushed red with shame.

“You’re always hungry for cock, like a whore, aren’t you?”

Verik pressed his hard dick against the boy’s smooth lips. Nahji opened his mouth wide, eyes closed, hot for his cock, ready to take his load. ...

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