A Nose For Love – Part 1

February 1st, 2012

A Nose For Love

 

 

Neither Terry nor Kat ever forgot Kat’s battle with Linda during their junior year at St. Mary’s College for Girls. Linda had found out Kat was seeing her boyfriend Brad. After a bit of mutual screaming the girls decided to settle matters after school in a nearby secluded field with only one friend each as a witness. Kat was a little surprised to find that Linda and her friend Robin had got there before them. She was absolutely shocked to see Brad straddling his bicycle talking to Linda and Robin.

 

Linda heard them approach and turned around. She was a curly headed brunette, a little bit broader in the shoulder and with bigger tits than the slender but muscular redheaded Kat. Kat knew it was going to be a tough fight but this cow had no right to claim Brad.

 

“I didn’t think you were gonna show. We figured the Kat was chicken!”

 

Kat ignored Linda’s taunt and walked right up to Brad.

 

.Linda grabbed Kat’s arm roughly. “I told you to stay away from him!” she screeched.

 

Kat turned quickly and smashed her elbow into the brunette’s face. “Shut up!” she screamed.

 

Linda staggered back a few steps and rubbed her cheek.

 

“Oh, you’re gonna pay for that,” she hissed. “You’re gonna pay big time!”

 

 

They stood facing each other a moment. Hands on their plaid skirt clad hips, their breasts heaving against their starched white blouses. Brad backed off a little closer to the woods. Robin and Terry quickly joined him.

 

Linda and Kat began to slowly circle each other. Suddenly, as if on signal, they leaped forward and got two handed grasps on each other’s hair. They pulled each other back and forth, twisting their heads up and down, side to side as their feet shuffled in the grass.

To Be Continued….

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BDSM Library: Anal Slut – Part 2

January 29th, 2012

   She thought she would die, and her Master put his hand on the back of her head, stroking her hair, and telling her, ‘be still, pet.’  She was trembling as he took the crop from her mouth, stroking the backs of her thighs and her burning ass with the stiff leather.

   She heard the crop whip through the air a split second before she felt the welt rise, and it was all she could do to keep from screaming. A few encouraging words from her Master helped her hold position, and the next twenty three strokes were briskly applied, and at that point she could have cared less who else was in the room.

   Her knees were pulled up as far as they would go towards her head, and she was frantically trying to rub her burning, welted ass on the cool covers beneath her. She felt the bed sag behind her and realized that a man was kneeling behind her. She felt a hard cock bounce off her ass, and heard the unmistakable sound of the lid pop off of a Vaseline jar.  To the side of the bed she could see her Master’s boots, standing next to her, and she now knew that the man behind her was the stranger.  His finger was now applying the grease to her anal pucker, and a finger slowly inserted itself into her asshole, all the way to the palm of the hand. 

   She heard her Master telling her that she was an anal slut, that this is what she had trained for, and as he stroked her hair she felt the strangers cockhead at the entrance to her ass, and she moaned as the flared head made its entrance, slowly easing into her.  The man stopped just inside her, and her Master untied her hands and told her to spread her ass for the man.  She reached back with both hands and pulled her ass cheeks wide, and as she did she felt the cock slide into her ass, until she could feel the hair on the man’s stomach against her beaten ass and thighs.  She began to salivate as she was stretched, the pain giving her a faint pang of pleasure as he withdrew, then slowly sliding into her again. 

   The man was re-positioning himself behind her, and she spread her knees wider, thrusting her ass back to him as he began to increase the speed of his fuck. She had taken six full, hard strokes of cock in her ass when her Master reached between her legs and stroked her clit, and she came against his hand, her cunt squirting on his fingers and her ass clenching on the strangers cock imbedded in her asshole, and she felt the man’s hot spunk squirting into her bowels.

    She was sobbing with the intensity of her orgasm as she felt the man withdraw, and she felt his sperm leaking from her gaping asshole, and then he was in front of her, his shrinking penis covered in the slime of their fuck. She sucked the juices off of his cock, and sucked the sperm from the hair around his balls as best she could, then her Master’s erection was in front of her, and she sucked her Master off with the most loving devotion she could muster, gazing lovingly up into his eyes as he held her head, shooting his seed into her sucking mouth.

  Her Master then made her walk, naked, to the door with man.  She was then made to assume the prostrate slave position, and thank the man for fucking her in the ass. She then repeated the words that her Master related to her. 

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Femdom Review: Devil Dommes

January 26th, 2012

Devil Dommes is a fairly new femdom site all about stunningly goodlooking but vicious mistresses and the male slaves they torment. Unlike most femdom sites Devil Dommes feature a variety of female dominants – and a variety of male slaves – Read The Full Review

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BDSM Library: Anal Slut – Part 1

January 23rd, 2012

   She had been with him for about a month when it started.  She had committed to being his slave after only a few weeks into their relationship, her life devoted to his pleasure. She found total release in submitting to his desires, and she found him to be a strict but loving Master. 

  She had never taken a man anally before she met him, and he took great delight in penetrating her there; holding her knees hard against her chest while he pressed his hard cock against her greased asshole, slowly letting the head pop into her ass while she gasped, making her open herself while he slid his hardness into her, then slowly withdrawing the entire length, all the way back out, to begin the process again. She was always spanked before the anal sessions, and she could feel the burning in her ass cheeks as she pulled them apart for her ass fucking. 

   He made her beg for them, too. The spankings. And the ass fuckings.  He would spank her soundly, sometimes for an hour or more, until she was reduced to sobbing.  Then he would make her beg to be fucked in the ass.  Even after the spanking, and after all the times it had happened previously,  she never failed to feel a rush of shame and humiliation as she begged for it, begged for the man that had just so mercilessly spanked her, to penetrate her between her spread, burning ass cheeks. He would manipulate the throbbing clitoris that protruded from between her waxed-bare cunt lips with his thumb, and he would make her cum while she was impaled on his cock, her ass muscles clenching the shaft while her cunt convulsed in orgasm. 

   He frequently did not cum while fucking her ass, and he would hold her there, impaled on his hardness, while telling her that she was in training to be an anal slut.  That her ass would be opened by others, and that she would gladly spread her ass cheeks to accept other male cocks, and that she would do it without hesitation.  She always agreed, knowing that it pleased him for her to agree, and her reward was usually more stroking of her clit, allowing her to cum again.  He would then pull out of her ass and straddle her head, and she would open her mouth to take his cock between her lips.  She could smell the acrid smell of her own asshole, and feel the greasy Vaseline on her lips as she slowly, lovingly sucked the hot sperm from her Master’s cock, swallowing it as if were the nectar of the God’s, which, to her, it was.

    She was on her hands and knees on the bed, and had just completed a long session squirming under her Master’s belt.  She held a riding crop between her teeth.  Her Master had told her that he wished to mark her with two dozen welts from it next, and she was to hold it for him, and as she concentrated on not letting it fall from between her teeth, she heard the doorbell ring.  She was told to hold her position as he left the room.  She heard voices; her Master’s and that of another male, and she felt herself flush as the voices entered the room.  Her head was on the mattress, her ass thrust up in the air. Her Master had left the belt draped across her bright red buttocks when he left the room, and he was now telling this stranger about how she had just been whipped with the belt, and that he was just in time to see her be whipped with the crop. 

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Electro Torments – Free BDSM Pictures

January 20th, 2012

Sub Emma is a 24year old girl from England with a deep lust for SM, humiliation and rough sex. Emma is an incredibly charming painslut with a wild desire to explore even the weirdest and scariest corners of SM. Emmas biggest turnon is intense humiliation play whilst her biggest fear is electro pain. Even the thought of electro makes her shiver. None surprisingly she is given a good mixture of the humiliation pleasures and painful fears in the SM sessions she has to endure. Emma is a highly slavegirl. She training to enter the world as a lifestyle painslave and enjoying every step of the way through pleasure and pain

 
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Till this point we have taken on a thorough training program involving obedience training, extreme punishments and humiliation. In the following three displays of her SM sessions you will get a good peek behind the curtains of her severe training that has taken her through stern breast bondage, severe electro pain, evil spanking and outragious humiliation


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Painslave Pixie

January 17th, 2012

Painslave Pixie is ordered to lift heavy weights and hold them steady at arms length. Obviously, the english cutie struggles with the simple task given by her dom and requires further encouragements. Submissive Pixies pussy is metal clamped and she is whipped mercilessly right up between her legs with a biting flogger.

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Painslut Pixie bravely tries to keep lifting the strong metal weights whilst the whip bites directly up into her openly exposed pussy. The SM sub screams and cries but there is no relief from her punishments.

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BDSM Paysite Review: Device Bondage

January 14th, 2012

Plenty of BDSM fans still miss the old Insex site, and Device Bondage looks like an attempt to recreate some of the same style of fetish and creative setups as was featured in the glorious days when Insex ruled the BDSM world – Read The Full Review

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Nose Hook Humiliation

January 11th, 2012

Nose Hook Humiliation

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Blonde sub Cherry is tied on a table for punishment and degradation. The busty british painslut has derogatory words written on her forehead, her lips clamped with pegs and mousetraps and her nose painfully pulled by a nosehook. Delicious Cherry struggles through the pain and humiliation of her whipping.

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The nose hook pulls her face backwards as Cherry lets the tears stream down her face from the pain of the facial clamps, the merciless bondage and the humiliation of her restrained and degraded position. Cherry loves the struggle, the pain and the humiliation of being entirely exposed and at the mercy of her vicious tormenter.

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Passion Under Pressure – Part 2

January 8th, 2012

They stood staring at each other a few moments and then, as if they’d both heard a silent bell, smashed together in violent bear hug. Staggering around the room, they dug their hands deep into each other’s hair, ripping and tearing, as their legs fought frantically as each struggled to maintain her balance against the other girl’s violent pressure. Krys finally managed to trip her brunette opponent but Stephanie’s tight grip caused them both to smash onto the carpet with arms and legs flailing. On the rug they began kicking, punching, slapping and pinching as they rolled back and forth, each trying frantically to pin the other. Their cries of pain mingled with their harsh breathing as the intense exertion began taking its toll.

 

After about ten minutes of viscous back and forth action, their young slender bodies were covered with sweat and scratches but neither showed any sign of weakening. Stephanie managed to gain the upper hand for a moment, her sweat soaked panties pressing down on Krys’ flat tummy as she reached down and dug her claws into her rival’s scratched tits. Twisting and turning the tiny boobs she bathed in the sweet sounds of Krys’ screams but pleasure quickly turned to pain as the redhead’s hands got a double grip on her own pretty titties. They swayed back and forth a few moments, torturing each other’s breasts, both now crying from the pain they were inflicting, until Stephanie couldn’t take it any more.

 

She tried sliding off of Krys but the redhead reached out and grabbed her panties, pulling them down to her knees and exposing her smooth round ass and brown fringed cunt. Krys leaped on the tied up Stephanie and wrapped an arm around her neck, hoping to choke the fight out of her squirming opponent. Stephanie felt Krys’ grip tighten around her windpipe and knew she was in trouble. Kicking and bucking only managed to work her panties down to her ankles. Krys was holding on for dear life, knowing that she was moments away from defeating this bitch and winning Paul all for herself. Then she felt the hand in her panties, followed immediately by a wave of intense pain.

 

Somehow Stephanie had worked her hand back into Krys’ panties and found the crimson bush. Grabbing a patch of pubic hair, she ripped it out by the roots. Krys quickly rolled away, grabbing at her wounded crotch. Quickly kicking off her panties, the nude brunette jumped on the sitting redhead, wrapping her strong legs around her throat and smashing Krys’ head to the floor. Lying on her side, Stephanie ramped up the pressure, squeezing with every ounce of strength she had left in her body as Krys thrashed, kicked and punched her back, desperate to escape. After a few moments of futile struggle, Krys lay still.

 

Stephanie reached down and grabbed a fistful of damp red hair.

 

“Say it!” she growled.

 

Getting no response, she gave a firm yank. Krys moaned in pain. Stephanie pulled harder causing Krys to cry out in agony.

 

“I give up. He’s yours. Let me go.”

 

Stephanie released her grip and stood up. Looking down at her beaten and bloody rival she smiled a small smile and then put a foot on Krys prone body. The better woman had won.

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Passion Under Pressure – Part 1

January 2nd, 2012

The afternoon was humid and hot. The sizzling sidewalks were a perfect match for Stephanie’s rage. Last night her boyfriend Paul had broken their Friday night date, claiming he had to work late. At 3AM a friend called to say she’d spotted Paul at a club with Krys, a redhead that Stephanie had gone to school with. After receiving the news Stephanie cried on and off for hours but slowly a transformation took place. Her betrayal built from self-pity to anger and from anger to rage.

 

Finally she looked up Krys’ phone number and address in the phone book. When she picked up the phone she was planning to give that cheap bitch a piece of her mind but she never dialed the number. Screaming wouldn’t give her the satisfaction she needed. She needed to face this man stealing cunt woman to woman. She showered and changed into a padded bra, heavy shirt, jeans and boots in preparation for a tough fight.

 

She arrived at her rival’s condo and mashed down the doorbell. When the door flew open she was eye to eye with her hated rival. They were just about the same height, five four or so, though Stephanie looked a bit taller in her boots. Glaring at Krys’ slender frame wrapped in the terrycloth bathrobe, Stephanie figured she didn’t weigh much more than her own 110 pounds. Krys’ long red hair hung down below her shoulders. The brunette couldn’t wait to rip it out by the roots but Krys stopped her with a few sharp words.

 

“Poor baby,” Krys said snidely, “looks like she lost her man.”

 

“Looks like I’m gonna bust you up so bad, he’ll never want to look at you again,” Stephanie growled.

 

“Well, you certainly looked like you’re dressed for it,” Krys said with sneer, “Bet you wouldn’t be so brave without all that padding.”

 

“What are you talking about?”

 

Krys opened her robe to reveal that she was just wearing a pair of green bikini panties.

 

“If you want to come in, I’ll fight you for him,” Krys explained, “But we’re going to settle this fair and square, no padding, no boots, flesh to flesh to the finish.”

 

“Whatever turns you on,” Stephanie snarled, “I’ll kick your ass with clothes or without.”

 

Krys stood aside to let Stephanie in. While Stephanie undressed, she pushed the coffee table into the corner, leaving a large space of living room rug for their battle. Turning around she saw the brunette standing there in just a pair of white cotton panties. Her tits were small but firm, with dark brown aureole around the button like nipples. Her slender body was tanned and toned.  Krys let her robe drop to the floor. Stephanie stared at her rival’s strong, slender body. Krys’ breasts had a slight uplift, which accentuated the puffy pink circles around her pencil eraser nipples.

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