Claire showered and walked out to Angela’s kitchen. Her best friend from school. They had studied together. Angela now working as full time a Mistress. Her and Claire had many sessions. Claire loved been tied up and fucked and dominated by men who were blind folded and bound. They didn’t know who they were fucking. … Continue reading Claire and Nicole. ( Part 3 )
Kemp stood, his cum still oozing from Claire’s arse. Kemp stood back a couple of steps and she tied him to a post. ” Stand up ” she said to Morris. ” You have been a good boy, not like that arsehole. You get to fuck pussy. Do you want to fuck that whore pussy. … Continue reading Claire (Sub Pt 2)
Tuesday. 6 Pm. She sat with Angela over a glass of wine. They laughed and chatted. ” So I hear on of my teachers is your client ? ” Claire said to Angela. Angela smiled knowing exactly who she was talking about. ” Morris yes, hes fun. It took him a bit to get used … Continue reading Claire (Sub)
3 Months before. Monday 7 am. ” Morning Darling. ” Claire said as Dana came to the kitchen for breakfast. ” Hi ” she said sitting at breakfast bar. ” Whats up darling ? ” Claire asked. ” Oh nothing mum. ” She said. ” Come on, tell me. ” Claire said. ” Ok, I … Continue reading Dana, Claire, Morris. (How it all started.) Chapter 1.
An hour later he had finished. The window now closing with ease. She sat on the couch with him having a glass of wine. He had a beer. “So how is everything ” she asked Ben. “Not bad.” He said. He glanced over her body. ” Had lunch with Ange today.” Rebecca said ” Yes … Continue reading Rebecca and Ben.
She arrived early, she liked to be early. She walked into the store. ‘ Selling furniture’ she thought to herself. She did like the idea of been assistant manager from what she had been told the father was retiring and the son was taking over as manager. She was greeted by Nathan a 35 yr … Continue reading Rebecca (The interview)
Monday Morning Hi I’m Rebecca. I woke up at 6.54am. The sun trying to burst through the curtains. I lay in bed staring at the ceiling. My body realizing its morning time. I push the covers off me and sit up twisting my body my feet hitting the floor. I reach for a hair tie … Continue reading Rebecca (Good morning.)
The Force booked WPC Cox off on sick leave for a month after the rape. Her attack attracted extensive publicity locally in the Cambridge Mercury and other local newspapers, with headlines such as “Terror of WPC,” and “WPC Left Handcuffed and Gagged.” The first three pages of the Mercury were devoted to the story, with a … Continue reading A Policewoman’s Lot – Part Ten
WPC Cox lay face down on the grey blanket on which she had just been raped. It had been folded lengthwise to afford her some protection from the hard concrete floor. She tested the handcuffs again. They were locked on far too tight for her to be able to slip either of her wrists out … Continue reading A Policewoman’s Lot – Part Nine
WPC Cox tried to gather her thoughts as she lay on the blanket with the two rapists standing over her, her mind a mass of conflicting emotions. Humiliation, fear, shame, guilt and relief that it was over. So it had finally happened. She had been raped. In her previous encounters with men, Alison had experienced groping and … Continue reading A Policewoman’s Lot – Part Eight