I stayed late at work the other night to work on some reports my boss told me he wanted on his desk by morning. Everyone else in the office had already left for the day so I was totally alone. I was just sitting there working and minding my own business when three men walked in. They were dressed nicely and I thought they were businessmen and didn’t really think much of them being here. They approached me and asked where my boss was. I told them that he had already gone home for day and asked if there was anything that I could help them with. They told me I would have to do since my boss was already gone. I didn’t really know what they meant by that but I quickly found out. They just attacked me and tied me up. I began to whimper and ask what they were doing. They explained to me that my boss was supposed to have been there that night to repay them money he had borrowed. They said since he decided to be a coward that I was going to even the score. They brutally violated me. They savagely took turns using me. When they were finally done they left me sitting there all tied up. I stayed that way until morning when everyone started coming into work. I was so ashamed that everyone saw me all tied up and used that I cried. I know one thing, I owe my boss…
Category: Bondage Phone Sex
“Love In An Elevator”
Sometimes you just have to be crazy and do something for no reason at all. I was running an errand for my boss, so I ended up in an elevator with the hottest guy I’d seen in a long time. We kept staring at each other, and I was sure he wanted to fuck me as badly as I wanted to fuck him. As the elevator music rolled – “Love in an Elevator” came on, so I took that as my que. I turned to him and before I could speak his tongue was down my throat and his pants were around his ankles. I had his cock in my hand and my tits were in his. It was an intense fuck, and we swapped phone numbers so I am sure it will happen again, but I want to leave you with the hottest song ever written:
“Love In An Elevator”
Workin’ like a dog fo de boss man
Workin’ for de company
I’m bettin’ on the dice I’m tossin’
I’m gonna have a fantasy
But where am I gonna look?
They tell me that love is blind
I really need a girl like an open book
to read between the lines
Love in an elevator
Livin’ it up when I’m goin’ down
Love in an elevator
Lovin’ it up ’til I hit the ground
Jacki’s in the elevator
Lingerie second floor
She said ‘can I see you later
And love you just a little more?’
I kinda hope we get stuck
nobody gets out alive
She said I’ll show ya how to fax in the mail room honey
and have you home by five
Love in an elevator
Liovin’ it up when I’m goin’ down
Love in an elevator
Lovin’ it up ’til I hit the ground
In the air, in the air, honey one more time not it ain’t fair
Love in an elevator
Lovin’ it up when I’m goin’ down
Love in an elevator goin’ down
Love in an elevator
Lovin’ it up when I’m goin’ down
Love in an elevator
Lovin’ it up when I hit the ground
Gonna be a penthouse pauper
Gonna be a millionaire
I’m gonna be a real fast talker
and have me a love affair
Gotta get my timin’ right
It’s a test that I gotta pass
I’ll chase you all the way to the stairway honey
Kiss your sassafras
Love in an elevator
Lovin’ it up when I’m goin’ down
Love in an elevator
Lovin’ it up ’til I hit the ground
Do you care? Do you care?
Honey one more time now it ain’t fair.
Love in an elevator
Lovin’ it up when I’m goin’ down
Aerosmith. “Love In An Elevator.” Pump. Geffen Records, 1989.
How Can Something So Fucking Good Be So Fucking Bad?
Yesterday as I was leaving a parking garage downtown a man approached me and I recognized him to be one of my abductors from earlier this week and took me by the arm and told me he had never met anyone like me. He then went on to tell me he has made arrangements for a private party with just he and I and my husband had already agreed to this and he would see me tonight. I broke out in a cold sweat, I don’t mind pain and sex, it really does excite me but I needed to know my husband would be there.
As soon as I got home I called my dealer and asked if he could deliver a very large bag of coke. He said he would be over in about thirty minutes. While waiting for him my husband called and said we would be going out tonight and to be ready to leave as soon as he got home, that he would be taking off work early. Thankfully before my husband got home my dealer had brought me the coke. I did several lines and put the rest in my purse. When my husband got home he said lets go, he was in a hurry and I knew why.
On the way, he gave me a few lines of coke and a couple of pills and I was so grateful. We went to this sleazy motel and the man was already there. My husband took a seat in the corner and watched this man sexually assault and torture me for hours, but what he didn’t know I was cumming so many times I lost count! When it was finally all over and we were on our way home my husband seemed very happy, he was excited that he got the whole thing on film for us to watch when were in the mood to have sex. I was shocked by this but knew it would turn me on to watch it happen over and over again!
Submissive Phone Sex
Submissive Phone Sex is exciting and hot for us both, but I really love it because I never know what will happen next. I’ve been looking for the guy who had the rape fantasies phone sex with me last week, and I still haven’t found him. I did run into an acquaintance from a job I had a few years ago, and he invited me back to his place. When we walked in the door he insisted that I remove all of my clothes so he could get a better look at me. I did as I was told, and when I turned around to face him I felt awkward.
He just stared at me for a few minutes, but oh my gosh – it felt like an eternity. He was looking at my naked body and running his hands up and down my sides as he hand cuffed me to the wall. His voice scared me as he broke the silence. He said. “I’ve been waiting a long time for this opportunity, so don’t think you will be leaving any time soon.” When I turned to look at him I noticed he was holding a whip, and I was immediately turned on. He whipped me three times before burying his face between my legs. I knew this was going to be a long night, but I couldn’t help but be excited about the events to come.
Bondage Phone Sex
Bondage phone ses is second nature to me because I was born into it, and I absolutely love it. I was trained to be submissive, but I know submission has to be given freely; it’s not something you can take from anyone. When I met you I could tell you were dominant, so I was drawn to you right away. I wasn’t shocked when you ordered me into the other room and demanded that I remove all my clothes. I did as I was told without hesitation and it felt good to see your approval. I stood there completely exposed and nervous as you walked around me, inspecting me, surveying me, and touching me. When you stuck your fingers inside my pussy I didn’t move because I knew that would be a punishable action. I stood there as you fingered me, exploring my pussy as deep as you could as you bring me to the edge of orgasm.
I couldn’t help myself – a small moan escaped my lips. You grabbed my hair and pulled me close to you and told me not to make another sound, and I dare not cum until you have given me permission. I nodded my head which seemed to satisfy you. You sat on the bed and told me to crawl to you and suck your cock. I got down on my hands and knees as I made my way to your feet. I quickly removed your pants and revealed your hard throbbing huge cock and immediately started worshiping it. Once you came in my mouth you ordered me to get dressed and meet you outside. I was so anxious to see ask you if this meant I was owned, or were we just having bedroom playtime. I guess I will ask that question next time if I am allowed.
Feeling The Burn
It’s been a few days since the home invasion phone sex experience, and I am still feeling the burn. I guess I should be a little more shaken up than I am, but I had a great time and whoever that guy was got me off pretty hard. Even though they tore me up, spanked me, fucked me, and used me I can’t stop thinking about it. My Sybian is getting one hell of a work out this week. I tried to talk to my neighbor to find out who the guy was, but she is avoiding me. I realize she thinks I’m upset or angry, but I’m not. I just really need to know who was fucking me so we can do it again. I left a note on her front door letting her know all of this, so I hope she calls back. If can’t find out who was fucking me I may wear out the Sybian. I know I sound obsessed right now, but that was the hottest fuck of my life, and I have find out who he was.
I like to share…
I love going to the mall. Of course I dont go shopping. I go for the people. I can sit at the food court and watch the families going by. The young things that think they are hot shit. The married couples. The loners. I can just wait for that perfect specimen to walk in front of me. She has to have that Flair. That special … something. Then I just get up and follow her. I decide if she is worth my attention. I listen and plan. The best part is she has NO idea. No clue to what is going to happen. I will follow her for a few days. Sometimes even a few weeks. Getting her schedule down. Then it is easy to just snatch her. I have gotten pretty good at the taking. I have my own little cabin in the woods. She can scream all she wants. And I can play with my new toy for hours. Or days. Or hell even weeks if she is fun enough. But don’t worry. I share my toys.
Rope
Bondage is one of my favorite things. The best thing to be tied up with in my opinion is rope. It is itchy and scratchy and leaves beautiful marks where it’s been. It can restrain even the strongest of people. I like when rope is strung over my pussy. It will work its way in between my pussy lips. Then if I struggle against the rope it gets tighter on my pussy. I love that. I also love it around my tits. When the rope is so tight that my tits start to change colors I just get wet all over. I love the feel of the rope across my thighs. I think I just love to be abused! Who has some rope for me?
50 ways to kill your lover!
I know what you need Steve.
Just listen to me please.
You need 50 ways to kill your lover.
Beat her until she is dead, Red.
Drown her in a lake, Jake.
Cut off her head Ted.
Please listen to me.
Smother her in bed Fred
Stab her in the back Jack
Throw her under the bus Gus.
No need to discuss much.
Please listen to me.
Give her the ax’s Max
Set her on fire, sire
Get him with the gun, Hun
Electrocute him to death, Beth,
Please listen to me
Throw him from the roof, goof.
Poison her food dude.
Break her neck, Rex.
And set yourself free!
Throw him from a train, Bain.
No need play the blame game.
I know what you need to be free.
It is 50 ways to kill your lover!
Glue his nose and mouth shut, slut
given an acid bath, thrash
Rip her apart, Art.
And set yourself free!
I know what you need, Reed
Its to be Free.
So kill that bitch Mitch.
And com play with me.
Dinner Party
I was recently asked to serve at a dinner party. I of course said yes. I love to serve. It was a very formal affair. I carried trays of food and refilled drinks. I did anything that was asked of me. I also served every single person there in one way or another. I tasted every cock and pussy there. I was passed around so many people. I was beaten and fucked and violated in every hole I have. I had so much fun. They had me at one point down on my hands and knees crawling under the table going from person to person licking their shoes. I really liked that I was not the only slave there too. I could see and hear the other slaves being abused just the same as me. One person had me eating another slave’s pussy while she got her asshole fisted by one of the guests. My favorite part was eating the pussy of one of the guests. She tasted so sweet. She came in my mouth too. Her juices were sliding down my face and chin. I turned my head and caught a load of cum on my face too. One of the guests then had another slave clean my face with her tongue. Oh I had so much fun! I can not wait to serve at another event.