Catalina – chapter one - story part 8

\"Well I am glad that was an easy lesion for you to learn,\" I said shaking my head,\" but you broken my first rule of the estate and therefore will have to face the punishment. The headman and your bunk buddy would have told you the basic rules that I set for all of my serfs and some of the punishments that have happened for breaking those rules.\" I reached over and shoulder my saddlebag before I yanked him to his feet with one of the rings in the collar.As he slowly shuffled to the end post of the trellis with his head down he muttered, \" but I thought I was alone and that no one would know about a quick hand job master, and with no women on the island what choice did I have.\"I laughed as I pulled a short length of chain from the saddlebag and secured it to the post and to the collar. \"You were not aware of anything around you and this is not Sunday when you can do as you can take pleasure from most of the man on the island and face no punishment from me.\"He stared at me for a brief moment then lower his gaze \"I will not do so willingly master that was not the way I was raised\" I grabbed his chin and raised his eyes to mine and saw the truth in them. I let him go letting his gaze fall to his bound feet as I walked behind him. I let him ponder the punishment that he would face or the pleasure that he would experience here in the vineyard.I caressed his ass slowly and told him \"The world that grew you buck is gone and is now a glowing ruin on the horizon. You live in my world now and my word is the only law that you will ever hear for the rest of your life. As I said, live with me and my rules or die alone, the choice is yours and only yours. There are many, many more where you came from Yank. All you will ever have to ask from me is to kiill you in a merciful way and it will be done.\"

Catalina – chapter one - story part 7

Within seconds, I had him pinned underneath of me with his left wrists behind his back and right hand still wrapped around his cock. He started to struggle but I had the upper hand and years of training for hand to hand combat can make you very strong. I think that he thought that it was one of the other serfs going to rraapee him again when he craned his neck to see his captor. At the sight of me he redoubled his efforts to shake me off of him but only enabled me to tighten my grip on him. As his struggles lessened I turned his head to see his tattoo to see which of the new ones I had caught with cock in hand. I almost laughed when I saw that it was one of the ones that had hated in his eyes at the detention center, I was going to enjoy this. So, I thought, Michael AI643128E your education about the real domination was about to begin.With leisure I reached through the vines to grab my saddlebag with all of its tools of training. I first pulled out of the saddlebag the leather wrist restraints and secured his left then reached for his right. His right palm was slick with sperm and the still moist earth of the furrow. With his wrists secure I then placed a wide leather collar around his neck. I then ripped the thin cotton shorts off of him so I could then survey his ass slowly and carefully and use the remnants of his shorts to tie his ankles securely.

Catalina – chapter one - story part 6

Francis met me outside the manor's main entrance with my favorite horse ready to ride. I could tell by the smell of sex around him that Francis had already ridden one of the stable hands. I smiled and lightly brushed his tanned chest with a gloved hand as I French kissed him longingly. I think that he needed a good reward and starting to think about him with strawberries and thick cream and maybe one of the new bucks for his own personal training. Positions of power concerned many in my little community a great deal to my personal chattel but which of the new ones would he like.As I considered the possible choices, I closely examined the work completed in the vineyard climbing up the mountainside. All of the farm hands hard worked hard and I think that it was time that they celebrated their work and a party was never bad for the morale of the serfs. Then I saw him partially hiding in the undergrowth at the top of one of the newly trellised vines. He was tall and very well muscled with short blonde hair, just the way I like my serfs. He was one of the new serfs wearing the tight white cotton shorts that they all fresh bought wore before their initiation as full members of the estate. I recognized him as one of the potential troublemakers from the cell and quietly laughed. He was slowly stroking his cock oblivious of who was watching. I dismounted, grabbed the saddlebag and slowly crept up an adjacent furrow until I could hear his breathing and smell the sweat that must have been pouring off of his chest. I waited until I heard his breath shorten signaling his impending climax before I pounced on to him.

Catalina – chapter one - story part 5

As I entered, the entire office staff rose and bowed in unison. I had to take pride in the collection of good serf administers that I was able to save from the labor camps. They were all smart, obedient and very good-looking youthful bucks. As I trained them for there place in my household, they all at one point played pony for me and on occasion they still did but for the most part I allowed them to play among themselves even if it meant that I watched the fun from a distance. All of them were now Class V literate serfs and they dressed the part even if they all tended to wear very tight and form fitting clothing over there well muscled bodies.I listened to there reports and wonder what in all of the Gods name had caused the Yanks to detonate a massive sun bomb on an active volcanic island chain. I am still surprised that it did not sink the gods cursed island. Still with luck, we could get the installation on line in a year and a half if we threw enough bodies into the project. Well that was fine, the surviving cattle on the island could clean up there own mess since they set the dam device in there own backyard, the idiots. With a sigh I realized that there was nothing I really could do except wait for the island to be decontaminated before the real work could start and the Archon wanted results no matter how long it took even if it meant depopulating the indigenous cattle.By lunch I really wanted to play pony with one of the bucks but I knew that the office staff loaded with gathering all of the information that this project needed could not take the time off to service my long Draka cock. Francis served me lunch at my desk and I advised him to pack the saddlebag at which he smiled and nodded. I finished lunch shipped the required reports to the palace and the Archon's office and set about doing a survey of the newly complete vineyards.

Catalina – chapter one - story part 4

My manservant Francis served me breakfast next to the pool when he brought me a tight pair of shorts. He was wearing only a tight pair of black leather shorts and a thin chain of steel. I thought that the chain was unnecessary but he refused to take it off, it was his way of showing me that I owned him completely. I could smell the scent of his sweat from his morning's workout, another way that he showed me that he was following my request that he was not to allow himself to become flabby. I watched his well-muscled form closely as he laid out the eggs, bacon, rolls, fresh fruit and coffee, and thinking about whether I should accept the invitation to use his tight ass that he was offering. As much as I wanted his ass as desert after breakfast, I knew that I had to get moving on the project. As he withdrew back to the kitchen, he bowed deeply giving me plenty of time to caress his leather-covered ass and thighs. Ah the joys of ownership, but now time to change and to work.My office is a separate wing of the manor and looks over the straight between the island and the coast. I designed the space to be airy and spacious but the inclusion of all of the communication equipment the room looked cluttered and disorganized, I will have to fix that. The one feature of my office that I loved was the fact that the end of the room where I normally worked was all windows. This way I could oversee the entire estate and be able to hand out punishments and pleasures to those deserving. As I normally do on workdays Monday to Saturday, I wore a tan coloured pair of leather jodhpurs, knee high riding boots, and a loose fitting silk shirt with the ever-present gun belt with gun and bracelet controller.

Catalina – chapter one - story part 3

"I am Keith Igelson, your new owner and master. Follow my rules and we will get along well, ignore my rules and you will face the punishment. The choice is yours, live with me, or die alone." I scanned the twelve faces in the cell, most had resigned themselves to this fate, two looked straight at me with hate in there eyes. I smiled back at them for I knew there type and I would break them to my will or they might end up feeding the sharks off the island. Walking back to the office to finalize the purchase I smiled to myself, I would enjoy breaking them in on the islandBack on the island I surveyed the final stages construction of the manor house that had just been completed with satisfaction. The meeting with the techs from the conservation directorate did not even anger me since I was more than happy with five percent of the island's land surface. I think that I surprised them when I told them that I was planning to let more than half of the holding revert to the natural ecosystem. This is my home and I planned not to destroy it, I had seen enough destruction during the war.The new serfs had arrived during the night and had been paired with existing members of the household. The Headman figured that this would help them adjust to there new life on Catalina. I laughed when he told me that he had paired the new ones with the horniest bucks I had. I figured that half of the new serfs would be in any condition to walk straight the next morning. You see that, except for a few bed wenches of my brother's and the small kitchen staff, the rest of the population of the island was all young randy bucks. This meant that if they wanted to play pony they had only themselves to relieve the itch and that served my purposes as well.

Catalina – chapter one - story

CatalinaI was finally on leave and a permanent stationing on earth. I have spend more than a year since the war piecing back together our forces in the Trans-lunar area had been harder than the Archon had told me it was going to be. Let me introduce myself, Keith Igleson, Technical Section, Directorate of War, Domination of the Draka and new landowner. Service to the state.Like most of my race, we had just fought and won the final war against the yanks and since there thrice damned starship had finally left for Alpha Centauri we could get to the business of opening north America to settlement in certain area. Most of the continent would be allowed to return back to a natural state as the supple populace was relocated but sections of the coast were going to be used for several technical section projects. Loki be thanked, that I was given a land holding near the project that I would be assuming control of the mass drivers of Hawaii.I decided that an island off the coast suited my temperament and so I was granted ownership and control of the entire island of Catalina.I knew what I was looking for and among the shell shocked survivors of Los Angeles it was not hard to find. The cells of the security directorate detention center were filled with just the type of serf I was looking to buy. They all showed signs of wear since the last winter had not been good to them and that would make them easier to break them in. the serfs in cell block one looked up at the sound of the cell block door opening. Some of them lowered their gaze when they saw me among the guards others did not. All of the serf had been classified by Security as troublemakers and if not bought soon would be used by the labor camps to decontaminate the coast until they died from radiation poisoning.I glanced at the guard and asked, "what's their classification?"

Delivery story - part 11

"There is Vaseline in the pocket of my pants." I said between thrusts as a not so subtle fuck-me hint. He stopped and stooped over to grab my pants. He moved his fingers around in my ass, moving them, and made those peculiar shots of pleasure that come only from the ass, shoot through my cheeks. I wanted his hard Italian cock inside me, fucking me raw, hitting that sweet exquisite spot deep inside my gut. The spot that sings when stroked by a thick, hot cock.He had to manipulate the pants with one hand but eventually worked the tube of lube out of my pocket. I felt the cold cream hit my hole and his fingers massage it around, my ass relaxing and opening for him. inviting him in. He squeezed a wad of it onto his cock and massaged it, his eyes closing with the pleasure. I positioned myself so I could watch his face as he slid into me, sticking my butt out, enjoying the submissive posture. He moved closer and closer until I finally felt his fingers pull out and a warm, round head take its place. He moved the head in with slow movements, working its thickness all the way in. His face relaxed and his thick lashes closed over his green eyes. His mouth opened and contorted a little in ecstatic pleasure.Soon he was in all the way, his thick cock filling me and pulling my little hole to its limits. He applied a little more lube and then began pumping. Slow at first, with small moans coming from his throat each time he had its full length in. His strong hands gripped my waist and rubbed the soft muscle on my sides. He sped up a little now, his cock hard as a rock ripping through me sending waves of painful pleasure though my whole body. I grabbed my cock and pupped it hard, pounding it as I felt the urgency in Marios thrusts. His mouth still open as grunts began making their way out of his throat he jammed it and jammed it, holding me tighter and tighter. Finally I felt the white hot pleasure of orgasm, what I had been aching for since he started, sweep through my body. I pounded my cock until cum, from the very bottom of my balls, shot from it onto the pink counter. Mario wrapped his arms around my body and pounded my ass, pounded me into the counter, squeezing me hard, tightening more and more until his cock emptied into me. I thought I could almost feel the cum hit the wall of flesh in my ass with a hot, erotic thud. Maybe it was my imagination. maybe it wasn't.

Delivery story - part 10

First he spit on my asshole. Then I felt his soft tongue make contact with it. He didn't do it tentatively like a inexperienced or prudish man would, he jammed his tongue into my hole, keeping it stiff and smooth. It was warm and wet and slutty. I pumped my cock as best as I could leaning over the counter. I could see my figure in the reflection from the top of my eye. The reflection on my face was that of pure ecstasy. It almost made me laugh: something I had dreamt of for weeks. This man was the subject of all my masturbation fantasies since the moment I saw him. Now he had his tongue up my ass, lapping it up.He ate me as though my ass were a cold juicy peach on a hot summers day. He licked and sucked and bit my cheeks and the pleasure was so intense i feared i would cum so hard i would scream and rouse the whole building.His fingers had found their way back into my ass and he worked his finger into my ass as he licked it. His finger was smooth and it pulled me open, stretching my hole and sparking an electric buzz in my sphincter. I panted and moaned and pulled on my cock slowly trying to prolong the sweet blissful pleasure that was just waiting to explode out of me. The buzz intensified when his second and third finger slipped in to my ass. At this point there was no more room for Mario's face so he stood up and watched me in the mirror as he fucked my ass with his fingers. I loved it and I loved watching him watch me. The shitting feeling combined with the pure ecstasy I was pulling from my cock was amazing.

Delivery story - part 9

In a quick swoop he had my cock in his mouth. I moaned as he took me in deeper and deeper. His tongue swirled around my cock head and his hand had a firm grip at the base. Butterflies developed in my stomach. His mouth was hot, gulping, desperately trying to take as much in as possible. It was heaven. I didn't even realize I was moaning with the pleasure. I could see his own hand was still fondling his hard cock. He sucked me furiously and I felt the pleasure building and building.I gripped his hair and his head bobbed up and down his eye glancing up quickly to reveal a slutty twinkle in his eye. He loved sucking cock and it was clear. He took it in as deep as it was go while his hand pumped the base, increasing the pleasure so much that I could no longer hold control my voice. I moaned some more. Then he stopped.He grabbed me by the hips and turned me around. My cock was up against the counter I was suddenly face to face with my own reflection. His hands kneaded my ass. They rubbed and massaged and worked their way into the crack. My cock spasmed as I felt his fingers digging for my hole. I was so close to cumming and now my cock twitched with anticipation. I bent over and spread my legs a little, the same way I had pictured before.His fingers found my hole and spread my ass cheeks away from it."God, I love your ass." he said to me, still kneading my cheeks. "I'm going to eat it, boy. I'm going to stick my tongue up your sweet, tight boy cunt." he told me. Even more butterflies filled my stomach from the anticipation. I could feel his fingers spread my cheeks more, almost painfully. I leaned forward more and grabbed my cock.

Delivery story - part 8

"deal" he said after a kiss. My hand wandered down to his cock and I squeezed it through his pants. He inhaled deeply. "it'll be a few minutes. I have to finish up in here." he said.I straightened out my clothes once again and grabbed the supplies that I had pretended to need. and I walked out. my cock was still pushing against my pants so I tried to carry the supplies so that it covered the bulge. A surge of excitement ran though me so strong that I had to stifle the urge to yell or skip, or something.I went quickly to my desk, grabbed the small tube of Vaseline that I kept in my desk for my chapped lips, and for "emergencies" like this and shoved it in my pocket. I then snuck out of the office and ran down the hall, down the stairs and to the bathroom. I got in there and locked the door. the bathroom was clean, smelled like air freshener and had tacky pink tiles. It had a large wall sized mirror above the dark pink counter.What should i do? get undressed? just sit here? should I pee? I imagined the possibilities and pulled my pants and boxers down to my knees. My cock stuck out a length of a good seven inches. I stoked my rock hard shaft as I imagined Mario spread out before me, legs wide open revealing a pink little circle amongst an expanse of flawless tanned skin..I was still stoking when I heard a light knock at the door. I hid my body behind the door as I opened it for Mario. He came in quickly and I locked it behind us.He stood there and looked at my cock. It was hard and swaying with my movement. I went back to leaning against the counter and lightly stroked my cock as I waited for him to do something."So. what would you like to do first?" I asked. He was still watching my cock, watching my hand lightly caress it.He nodded at it, "You just keep doing that. let me watch for a little bit." he leaned up against the wall behind the door and I watched his own hand stray toward the fly of his pants, which he slowly undid as he watched my hand. I could see his cock was also hard and bulging.I pumped my cock a few times, then stopped and caressed it gently some more. He watched as though entranced by my large penis, tan and red swaying gently within its nest of neat brown pubes.Soon his shorts were off. Then his shirt. He undressed quickly to reveal a masculine chest, sculpted and lightly covered with dark brown hair. His penis was standing out at a 90 degree angle from his body, probably weighed down with its heavy thickness. It was a little shorter than mine, but it was still dreamy.He caressed his cock as I caressed mine. We stood there looking at each other, taking each other in with our eyes as completely as we could. He was muscular and masculine. I was toned and smooth. As i began to stroke my shaft a little harder his eyes seemed to almost glaze over, transfixed on my penis. He took a step toward me, a slow step and he watched my penis and soon he was kneeling down before me, his eyes level with my hand, stroking my cock slowly, trying not to get too worked up.I wanted him to take me in his mouth. I wanted to feel the warm, wet pleasure of a mouth swallowing my cock, taking it in and loving it.I let go of my cock and let it sway near his face."Suck it. please?" i whispered.

Delivery story - part 7

Tentatively I raised my hand up to touch his chest. I was surprised to instantly feel his pulse jumping out at me. He was just as excited as I was. He looked down at the bulge in my pants and moved into kiss me with a smile.I dove right in. I kissed him, his warm mouth hitting me hard and soft at the same time. I ran my hand down his chest and put it around his waist to drawn him closer.His tongue was thick and moved skillfully in my mouth. His kisses got more and more urgent as he moved more of his weight on top of me.Somehow it was a surprise when I felt his cock through his pants. It was big and hard and instantly I wanted it out of his pants. I wanted to taste it and touch it and be fucked with it. We groped and kissed and pawed at each other for about 5 minutes. He bit at my neck and ran his hand down my asscrack from outside of my pants. Each touch threw a shiver down my spine and into my stomach.Laughing was coming from the hall. Mario put his head and listened. The laughing was getting louder so he pulled himself up quickly and smoothed out his clothes. I pulled myself up after him and smoothed my clothes out too. There were a couple girls on their way to the breakroom, which was in the room next door to the supply closet. His hand reached out and gently cupped the bulge in my pants. he massaged it and it restiffened. His hand was hot and strong. I couldn't help but arch my back a little and let out a small moan."Is there somewhere we can go?" he asked almost breathless. I leaned in a kissed him more. His lips were soft and full and warm. I could suck on them all day."yes." take the stairs down the hall until you get to the hallway down there, then follow it to the end and meet me in the bathroom."

Delivery story - part 6

I could have gotten myself in trouble if he suspected that was on purpose and if he didn't like guys.My heart was pounding still, half with desire, half with fear that id be found out or that he wouldn't return the feelings. But he didn't move. His body was warm and heavy and I had to fight the urge to wrap my arms around him. He shifted a little and my cock surged with pleasure, I had to take a deep breath."that was a nice move." he said. My stomach sunk and i forgot all about my dick."You didn't hurt yourself did ya?" he asked.I could only manage a quiet "unh-uh""There are easier, less painful ways of getting a guy on all fours you know" he said sitting up a little with a mischievous look in his eye. But he didn't get up completely."I can tell by the rock under my hip right now that you're not really anxious to get up off the floor." he had felt my cock. I still wasn't totally sure that he wasn't either joking or trying to play some kind of trick."I'm sorry, am i making you nervous? Should i get up? Maybe my assumption was wrong?" he said, his tone changing to sound sincere. His eyes were warm and he started moving to get up. Is this my chance?"Well, you're right. I'm not anxious to get up. and I am nervous but its okay." I said quickly. I flashed a nervous smile. He moved again, this time to move his left arm over by body and prop himself up. he was looming over me now."Do you want to kiss me?" he asked. He was almost whispering. He was so close I could feel his breath. He seemed to be moving in closer and closer. His breath was warm, his chest was so close.

Delivery story - part 5

It may have been my imagination but sexual tension began to fill the room. He had begun to drive me crazy. I felt magnetized to him and felt myself inching as close as I could. I wanted to reach out and run my hands down his hard chest, squeeze his nipple and hear what he sounds like when he vocalizes his pleasure. Does he moan? Does he grunt, breathe hard, go silent? I had the overwhelming desire to find out.He was leaning over again opening another box. I could see the round sac pushing out the fabric between his legs. I wanted to feel it. I wanted to taste it. The box he was opening was full of smaller boxes of markers and staples. Those things belonged on the shelf behind me and I could see that he was going to need to turn to get to it. My heart quickened as I knew I'd have to act quickly, I was tired of waiting for the action, I needed something. My cock was hard as stone and twitching and aching, I definitely needed something more this time.I moved out of the way and grabbed a legal pad off the shelf then quickly stepped back just as he turned, his hands full of boxes of pens and staples. He was kneeling down and didn't expect me to step back behind him so he ended up hitting me in the back of the knee with his elbow as he turned. I could have stopped myself from going down if I wanted to, but I didn't. Luckily I went down gracefully and a strategically placed shove to his back knocked him off kilter so he fell as well. We ended up in a pile with me on the bottom and him half on top of me, his hip right on top of my hard cock and his legs sprawled beside of mine.

Delivery story - part 4

He was standing up straight now, facing me. My cock was still straining against my pants. I wonder if he can tell. His tan, toned arm reached around me and grabbed a box cutter that was sitting on a shelf. He got close enough that I once again was able to feel the heat of his body. I couldn\'t help but check out the bulge in his pants. It was about the size of my fiist. I felt saliva rush around my tongue. I imagined the smell and taste of his hot, sweaty glands on his golden skin. The smell of sex.I felt the precum on the tip of my penis. I was aching.The room was pretty small, only about fifteen feet by fifteen feet and it was full of boxes, shelves and file cabinets. We were close and he didn\'t seem uncomfortable. I wanted to fuck him so bad my cock was straining toward him like a snake to a charmer.We had been silent for a few minutes and I was just standing there, watching him. Wanting him.\"Here are those folder you ordered.\" he said handing me the folders.I snapped out of my little trance and reached out for them. Our fingers touched as they passed from his hand into mine. Then I looked up and saw him staring at me curiously.\"You probably use more of these supplies than anyone in the office.\" He said with a smirk. \"are you sure you aren\'t stealing them?\" he asked good naturedly. I let out what sounded precariously like a giggle.\"Nah, I think I just work harder than anyone else\" I joked in return.we made small talk for a little while. He looked me right in the eye the whole time.

Delivery story - part 3

He is bent over opening a box of copy paper. His legs are the image of perfection: tan, muscular and masculine. His ass is as well, both tight and curvaceous; his cheeks looking like they were made to be a perfectly luscious handful for someone who knows how to appreciate them.I felt my cock stiffen and press against the zipper of my pants. I was wearing flat front khakis with a tight black shirt. I had put on my favorite cologne today and I could smell it lightly rising from my skin. I looked and smelled good.Next to Mario was a shelf of pens and pencils. He was still leaning over and I didn't want to make it obvious that I was checking out his ass while he stood there with it teasingly poised in the air. I moved to grab some pens off the shelf, pens I didn't need, and I could feel heat coming from him. It was a hot day. The heat was still lingering on his skin, not yet cooled by the buildings aggressive air conditioners."So hows business?" he asked."Not too bad. The weeks almost over already, so that's nice" I said opening a new box of pencils, trying to look like I really did have a purpose there other than checking him out."Yeah, it is. Any big plans for the weekend?" He asked."Oh, I was going to go up to the lake with a few of the guys, do some cliff jumping." I replied. "You?""I was thinking of doing the same thing, actually. Which lake do you go to? Sylvan Lake or White Crest?" He asked."Sylvan, usually." I replied. "I don't know where we're going this weekend though. We may go to the other one""Really? I usually go to Sylvan. Its a bit warmer.""Yeah, it is. That's where we'll probably end up" I said.

Delivery story - part 2

I turn around and make light conversation with my neighbor, Marcia. Shes a nice gal and flirts with me sometimes, but usually the purpose of my talking to her is so I can be faced to the door and see Mario come through.The sun moves out from behind the clouds and beats down on my back. I should have shut the blinds. Its a scorcher out there. The sun would beat down on Marios skin and cause his crevices to get damp. I wonder if hes as tan under his clothes as he is on his arms.I feign interest in what Marcia is saying. Its mean but i don't ask anything i really want to know because I'm not listening. I'll just have to ask again later.then a dark figure moves into view and instantly my eyes flick to him.He looks a little tanner than he did last time i saw him. Hes about 5'10, my height, and wearing shorts. His legs are also bronze and nicely shaped. This guys works for a living, he doesn't sit around. and it shows. oh my god does it show. if he were smart he'd do some modeling on the side.Hes facing Jordan and i can see Jordan talking animately. there is the faint stain of sweat under his arms. He must have just gotten done unloading the boxes that hold our supplies. His butt is obscured by the walls of the cubicles in this office. he sways a little in conversation, obviously trying to move away from Jordan.He began walking away toward the door to the hall. I got up and quickly covered the long distance to the door. I reached it just in time to see his blue shirt disappear in the supply room.If I went in there too quickly would he know I was waiting? would he be on to me? do i want him to suspect my attraction to him? i think i do.So i don't hesitate in picking up my pace a little. my heart is thudding as i open the door and try to look nonchalant."Hey Mario" I say."Oh, hey Mark." he says. I love hearing him say my name.

Delivery story - part 1

Mario is this man who delivers general supplies to my company on Thursdays. I've made a habit of passing our supply closet, and needing supplies on Thursday afternoons. I've been dreaming of him for weeks. Many times after an encounter with him i have to rush to the bathroom downstairs for an urgent jacking-off. Noone ever used the downstairs bathroom. plus its a single toilet one so theres a lock on the outside door.He is my height with tan skin, light green eyes, lush lips and dark hair, a striking combination worthy of a supermodel. Northern Italian maybe?I've been watching the clock for roughly 20 minutes. he usually arrives between 3:20 and 3:35 and stops in the mailroom first to have Jordan, the mouthy mail clerk who I've sodomized several times, sign for the arrival. Jordan is in a serious relationship now so he looks, often with a familiar fire in his eyes, but he doesn't touch. Love does that, I guess.I sit in a cubicle by the window, right underneath the cold air conditioner vent. Outside the sun is beating down on the trees by the window. Lucky for me i have a partial view of the driveway leading to the door where the deliveries are brought in. It usually takes about 6 minutes from the time that i see his truck drive by, until he actually gets inside to see Jordan. This week i made a special order for folders so ill have a reason to seek him out.Then i see it. The white truck flits by, and I catch it out the side of my eye. my heat quickens. Its 3:25. He's right on time.nows the wait for him to come in.

Desert song - part 7

It was Ron that broke things off and said that it was now time for him to feel my cock in his ass. We shifted around making sure that we did not knock over any of the candles. With both of us kneeling I slowly took up a position behind him. As I slowly kissed his neck I let my lubed cock slip into his hot ass. I settled in and let him relax but he wanted it rough and randy. At that point something took over and I felt as if I was being shoved aside to be a spectator to this event. I don't know how long it lasted but I do know that we both shot our loads at the same time.When I came to my senses I was still embedded in Ron's ass and he looked as of he was still recovering. I got up slowly so that I did not disturb what was happening. I poured a rest of the wine and sipped it slowly as I watched a look of rapture fade from Ron's face. I wordlessly passed the wine to him and he looked directly at me and said "well brother mine, this was more like the type of celebration I had hoped for."I had to laugh as we thanked the gods and the elements for their presence for this celebration and let the circle fade slowly away. As we dressed for the trip back I almost wished that those tight jeans of his had a hole in them and I could have sat behind him with my cock buried in his ass for the return journey. We did stop at one of the bars for one drink before heading home.The rest of the weekend proceeded no where as eventfully as our ride but then again I did not think that it would.

Desert song - part 6

I stood up and gave him the goblet. He poured a small libation, than drank deeply. He then saluted me with the glass and handed it to me to drink. I poured my libation than took a drink. We both slowly sank to our knees as we continued to pass the wine between us I saw that we were both hard by this point and I was willing to go where he wanted to go. I had everything I really wanted this trip, the stars, a very hot man and the gods. What else does a pagan need?It started slowly with gentle kisses interrupted by sips of the wine. With the goblet empty things got serious as we started to explore the others chest. All we were wearing was our leathers and our boots. I started to tease his nipples before I dove in for a long licking session. When I came up for air he took over and completely explored my chest. God's I was ready to explode at this point and pour us some more wine. As I cooled down a couple of notches he told me what he really wanted and that was for me to fuck himWe were here to celebrate his elevation and I was happy to give him what ever he wanted but first I wanted to taste his hard cock. I grabbed a pair of condoms from my inner jacket pocket and threw one to him and began to dress his hard cock. I positioned myself so that he could give my dick a thin latex covering before I started to lick my way down is cock. I teased my way back along its length before letting it slip between my lips. I could feel that I was getting the same treatment on my cock and knew that at the rate things were going I would need a second condom. We slowly teased each other to the point of no return before retreating a little then started all over.

Desert song - part 5

"All hale to thee oh powers of the North. Foundation of earthly loves that support us all of our live, be welcome to this our circle. I then turned back to the East.I saluted the now dark sky that was slowly filling with stars, " I have created this circle out of my will and my love, may it stand and contain all that transpires within." And stomped.I then turned back to the center of the circle and looked up to call the gods. The sky was filled with so many stars that it reminded me of my vacation to my parent's place. " All hale Diana, may your light guide us in this. Be welcome in this sacred space." O.K. It was short, but it came from the heart and that is what counts in my books. Then I looked into Ron's eyes and was not surprised by the power I saw there in the candlelight. "All hale Apollo, my your light be the guide to us all of our lives. Be welcome in this sacred place."I then reached down to grab the wine and one of the goblets and noticed that Ron's cock was semi-hard. Since I did not have my blade with me I decided to improvise just a bit and have a bit of fun. I kneeled before Ron and poured the wine then look up at the beautiful sight before me. " Within this chalice is the matter of the love and the energy of passion, separate they are barren, together they give life meaning that all mankind needs with there deepest souls. By my love do I bless this wine and all that drink it." As I finished I dipped Ron's cock into the goblet then licked off the wine from it. It was nice taste, a little wine with a sweat chaser.

Desert song - part 4

It was slowly getting dark in the east and decided that if I was going through with the plan that I should get on with the show and soon. I found Ron standing almost in the center of the circle wearing only his leathers with his gaze slightly lowered. I handed him the wine and glasses. As I started to light the candles I heard him open the wine.I could feel him breath on my neck as I lit the central white candle. As I started to cast the circle I could sense him moving with me adding his energy to the circle. With my otter sight I saw the circle blaze a brilliant blue. I knew that if the power was not within the hand casting the circle now sword no matter how big would do the job. With the circle in place I faced the east and saluted the deepening dark sky. This night it was going according the book and I think that suited both of us perfectly."All hale to thee oh powers of the East. Communicators of the words of love that waft through and on the air, be welcome to this our circle". I then turned to the south."All hale to thee oh powers of the South. Creators the energy of love and the fiery flow of passions, be welcome to this our circle". I then turned to the west."All hale to thee oh powers of the west. Mediators of love that flow through and in the water within us all, be welcome to this our circle". I then turned to the North.

Desert song - part 3

The feel of the wind and the power of the bike beneath me made the day perfect. We drove westward for what seemed minutes before he slowed and made a turn off the highway. When we stopped I looked at my watch and saw that four hours had passed since we left. I looked around and saw wide-open spaces that reminded me of the Canadian parries. We ate a little lunch that Ron had prepared for the trip. He suggested that we head south a bit to a small patch of desert nearby and there we would have a light supper. When we stopped we were both covered in sweat. It had been warmer that I think either of us knew. I stripped off my jacket and T-shirt and searched for a good spot to eat. When I saw the spot I knew that it was perfect. A slight hill in the west but the rest of the horizon was flat. We laid out the rest of the food and silently eat; each of us caught up in the beauty of the spot. As the sky darkened I went to the bike and pulled out the candles.I set up the candles in the standard format and I know that my positioning did not go unnoticed. As I placed the central one in place he joked about forgetting to bring a sacrifice for the ritual. I laughed and said that I was looking for volunteers for that position. He excused himself saying that he had to take a leak and wandered over the hill to the west. I then went back to the bike and grabbed the wine and the plastic goblets from the saddlebag. While I was at the bike I striped out of my jeans and put back on my leather chaps and jacket.

Desert song - part 2

The next day dawned bright and I knew that the day was perfect for a ride on a bike with a stud like Ron. After breakfast I popped out to a local mall to pick up a few things like a bottle of wine, bottle candles and some condoms. As I approached the house I saw Ron double checking things with the bike. The tight jeans and T-shirt made me weak in the knees and he smile that he shot me was almost overpowering. Wordlessly he handed me a saddlebag telling me to store things in it for the trip it and to change for the ride. I dashed upstairs breezing past both David's, changed into my tightest pair of jeans before putting on my leather chaps. I quickly packed my purchases in the saddlebag before grabbing my leather jacket and cycling gloves. I met Ron next to the bike and saw that the tight denim jeans were hidden within his leather chaps. He looked more and more like a god, Apollo maybe. This was going to be ride I would never forget.I waited until he had the bike started before I nestled behind him. It was either the vibrations from the bike or its driver were going to my head but I was not going to back out now. He started slowly, making sure that I was balanced and comfortable. We drove around the city seeing the sites before we headed west and into the country. As he accelerated on the highway leading out of town I tightened my grip on his thighs ensuring I stayed put.

Desert song - part 1

Desert songIt was more than a little warm when we exited the cool confines of the airport terminal but at least I was truly on the ground. I really hate flying but for him I would have traveled twice as far. After getting our luggage the scene of a future festival was in the air and that relaxed me. Waiting for us was Ron and I could feel the strong stirrings in my loins that this hot man created. I just hoped that we could go for a ride on his bike at some point during the visit.As we unpacked I could hear Ron moving things around in the house as if he was searching for something. We all gathered in the backyard where a barbecue was planned for our first night here. As the night continued Ron asked me if I wanted to go for a ride on his Bike with him to see some of the surrounding countryside. I of course said yes and we decided that the next day was good for both of us. We also decided that, if there was time afterward that we wold hit one of the bars after the ride. My David clued in then since he saw me packing my leathers that morning.

Real Gay Fantasy - story part 2

Once again there was a switch. The guy i just swallowed got in behind me and a new guy shoved his dick in my mouth. pretty soon i had cum all over my face and chest despite my best efforts to swallow it all. Cum was dripping out of my ass and running down my thighs.I had sucked off and swallowed 10 guys and then let them fuck me in the ass one at a time until they all came! I was the life of the party (the slut of the party too!). This is my jack-off fantasy as well as the one i use when i need to get hard for my girl. I have used her dildo when she's not home and i love it! It is really big too!So thats it. I dream of being a gay slut. I dont really get off on the thought of "pitching" just "catching" and doing a lot of it! I wish i were naked in a sea of gay men right now. I would fuck every one until my ass couldnot possibly take another fucking, then i would just suck and swallow the rest. (i have tasted my own cum and i luv the taste. I'm ready!!)

Real Gay Fantasy - story part 1

I am a 20 yr old man. I have a beautiful girlfriend and am by all outward appearances very straight. I go to the gym frequently and keep my body clean shaven to accentuate my tan muscular build (or at least thats what i say).In reality i shave because i think it's sexy. Gay men like guys who are clean shaven right? Anyway... my girl has several guy friends who are gay. I dream about fucking them (or rather getting fucked by them) almost every night. I dream that my girl and about 10 of her gay guy friends and I are all sitting in our apartment getting drunk. We play truth or dare and my girl dares me to get naked and suck Avi's (one of her gay friends)cock. So of course i do.There i am butt naked all clean shaven on my kneessucking him off while he sits on the couch. my wife begins video taping and directing me. She sees that Avi is going to cum and she coaches me to swallow his hot load. I don't need the coaching. I'm dying to tase his cum in my mouth and in my throat!He thrusts his giant dick in my mouth and i feel his hot cum explode down my throat. As i release his cock from my mouth i say enticingly "who's next?" As the next stud unzips his pants exposing his rock hard cock, Avi gets behind me and shoves his enormous dick in my ass and starts thrusting it deep inside me.Now i am getting fucked in the ass and sucking dick while my girlfrien videotapes. soon Avi and the guy i'm sucking begin to cum simultaneously. I feel Avi explode again, this time shooting his hot cum deep into my sweaty ass while i swallow another huge load.

The Shaft - story

It was a hot muggy Friday afternoon in august and I was ready for some serious relaxing during the weekend. I would not have come in to the office today if I did not have to finish a report for Monday morning. Now I am glad that I had to. The dress code that day was casual and I worn my favorite pair of faded blue jeans, a tight white T-shirt and my leather jacket just in case it decided to rain.At lunch the humidity was even worse than the weather reports predicted and my T-shirt started to stick to my chest. In the elevator core waiting for the express up to my floor, I noticed a pair of repairmen working on another of the cars. They were both wearing dark blue coveralls but one of them caused me to take serious notice. He must have stood six feet and very well muscled. He filled his coveralls so well that they seemed to have been painted on his well-built frame. The zip was partially down revealing his pecs and a light layer of chest hair. At that point my cock took notice and started to harden in my jeans. The elevator finally came and I had to go brush past him to get into the car. As the doors started to close I saw him looking directly at me and smiling.By three o'clock I was hot and horny as hell. The air conditioning for the building had failed around 1:30 and there were reports of brown outs happening all over of the city. Since I did not feel like walking down 25 floors I decided to file the report in my bosses in tray for Monday and get out while the going was good. When the elevator finally arrived, the interior lighting seemed to be darker than normal and I took it as a good sign for leaving and I hoped that I could get out of the building before something happened

My first master story - part 5

'I want more yes, like I said I could have sex all day' master made me keep what I had on and dress with my normal clothing over it. Then we went out for a bite to eat. I had a different view of life with each step we took. I could see every man's cock threw his pants and I wanted them all. As we sat down to eat I crossed my legs like a woman would and master noticed. Master started to treat me like a woman, opening doors for me gently pushing me thru the doors with his hand on my ass as he did so.While walking we came where there were not any people around. 'You like wearing woman's clothing don't you?' he asked'Yes I feel so horny now with them on' I replied honestly'Then we have to take you all the way' he replied. We got back to his house and master told me to go up stairs and finish changing in to a woman with the rest of the clothing. Since master was a business man he was always on the phone so him on the phone did not alarm me to what was to come.I walked down the stairs fully dressed and was amazed how easy I found it to walk in stilettos. The dress was tight fitting and showed the bra that made me look like I had small breasts. It had been over three hours since we had sex and I was ready to go now. Master was still on the phone and was thrilled by what he saw. As I snuggled up beside him and my hand rubbed his crotch master hung up the phone. 'You want to go again?' he asked'Oh ya' I replied'You really are a whore aren't you?'

My first master story - part 4

'You are a whore look how much you came' master said as he pulled the vibrator out of my hole. After I changed his sheets on his bed while he showered master came out of the bathroom where I was about to change. 'Not so fast' he stopped me as I was reaching for my pants. 'as my whore I have something for you to wear' excitedly I was thinking a collar or a chain for around my neck, but then he brought out some women's clothing. 'Put these on' he ordered. Thinking it was some type of joke I did. This is where I found out something about myself. As I slipped the thigh highs on a strange feeling came over me, an erotic feeling like no other. My cock began to get hard all over again. And as I stood there wearing a bra and panties and garter with the stocking, my ass opened without thought or will on my part."I see your ass wants more' master said as he walked around behind me and wrapped his arms around me, pressing his crotch against my ass. At that moment in time I came to realize I wanted sex all the time and it didn't matter from who I just wanted to be fucked like a real whore I was becoming.

My first master story - part 3

'Oh yes' I whispered back. Then master had me raise my ass up and keep my head down as he took hold of my hips and began to drive his hard cock into my willing ass. To me it felt great on two fronts, one the pleasure of being made love to was immense and the second I was making him happy. I loved the feel of his warm hands on my hips and the feel of his legs against mine.'You really like sex don't you''I wish I could have sex all day long' I replied 'any sex' I affirmed'You're a whore then' master playfully taunted'Yes but only with you' I said wanting to grab my own cock and beat it.'You're my whore that makes me your master' he said as he was ready to blow, thrusting his hard cock violently into my ass as I could feel the heat from his cock getting hotter.'Yes master I am you whore' I cried in a moment of ecstasy. Then he exploded his load onto my back. I could feel the warmth of his seed as it ran slowly down my sides and some even along my thigh. I was about to raise my head when master pushed it down again and reached between my legs and took hold of my hard cock and began pumping it like one would milk a cow. He then reinserted the dildo and turned on the vibrate mode. I wasn't completely hard when I started to cum. I let out a large moan as master moved the vibrator all around the inside of my ass. Then he hit a spot and I shot out another amount of cum.

My first master story - part 2

Master knew what he wanted and was going to take it from me as he pulled away from me and ordered me to stand. 'You're a good cocksucker' he said as a complement. He ordered me to lie on the bed face down and began running his hand gently all over my back and ass. He soon added some warm oil and began massaging me. His hands moved my legs apart as he rubbed between my butt cheeks and my balls. It felt great as my ass pushed upward as his hand moved over my butt hole then slowly he would push his finger slightly in and out of my hole. My cock grew hard and master would run his hand under me to run my hard cock then back to my hole.Soon master's finger was moving deep in and out of my butt hole and it was turning me on. Then master started to put in a dildo in and out of my hole all the while my ass pushing upward to take it deeper without me realizing it.Master almost had me asleep when he crawled on top of me and placed his hard cock into my virgin ass for the first time. Like the dildo I pushed up to meet his thrust and master liked it. As master began to fuck my ass I began to change without me knowing. I began wanting to please master. 'You like this don't you?' master asked

My first master story - part 1

ove serving plain and simple. My first master who I loved never questioned my loyalty. My job with him was simple; I was there for his satisfaction. He taught me that I should be willing to do almost anything for him and I did. But my trust went a far way. I knew he would not put me in harm's way and would not have me do anything that might harm myself.My first test might be considered easy for some. Master had ordered me to dress as a woman. He carefully purchased the clothing of my size, from the bra to the dress all the way to wig and makeup. Now at this time I was attracted to him but not yet had any type of sex with him. We were for all intent just close friends, and I looked up to him.I got to his place and we talked when he said he would like to see me naked. 'why' I asked.'Because I do' was his answer and off to the bedroom we went. I stripped naked and he told me how beautiful I was as he ran his fingers of my arm and down around to my back then over my buttocks. It was a huge turn on and I let out a slight sigh. Then he stripped naked and told me to look at his cock closely. I got down on my knees and took a good look as this was the first time I ever had such a chance. 'Hold it' he encouraged. I softly took hold of it and could feel the power of his muscle. Then without being told or asked I started to suck on it. Master liked that! His hand fell upon my head and as he grew hard his hips slowly moved back and forth until I was taking his entire cock in my mouth.

becoming Tanya the whore - Story, part 7

'I'm a whore I am a whore fuck me' I begged. Once he heard this he exploded in my ass deep. I was still extremely horny wanting more as he pulled his spent hard cock out of my ass I moved down and started sucking on it, squeezing every little bit of cum out of his cock.'You're a whore now and your master will make you want to be a whore for the rest of your life''Yes please master' Master got up off the bed and stood with his cock bouncing in front of him. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me off the bed.'Ok whore time to earn your keep' he said letting go of my hair and moving me over to the closet. He opened the door and pulled out a white mini dress, attached with it was a white thong and a shelf bra my size. 'Put this on my little whore' he ordered. I put on the bra and for the first time my breasts stuck out and my nipples harden wanting to be touched and played with. I put on the thong and my hips felt bare and I felt sexy. Once I put the dress on it was stretchy and tight fitting, you could see my nipples clearly thru the dress as the bra offered my breasts out to the world and my nipples begged to get some attention. You could clearly see my nipples stick out and the dark rings of my tits displayed for all to see.Once dressed Master pulled me with him as we moved down the stairs so fast, I almost fell in my stilettos. We moved across the entrance way and into a room I had not been in yet. The large wooden door flung open to reveal a large group of oriental men in suits holding napkins as they ate small sandwiches. 'Gentlemen here is a Tanya she will entertain you for the rest of the evening. Master said as he pulled me forward past him and into the room. 'Go and make them happy my little whore' master whispered in my ear patting me on my ass as he closed the doors behind him.Still very horny I walked into the music filled room. 'Hello I am Chan' a man said to me handing me a drink of wine. 'and you are?''I am Tanya, Tanya the whore' I said and I was very happy in saying so.

becoming Tanya the whore - Story, part 6

His cock grew hard quickly and I got a small taste of his pre-cum when he pulled me off and made me stand up. He hugged me and I him as he undid my bra then took it off me. He cupped my breasts. 'Tanya you have great breasts' he said.'Thank you master and you have a great cock' I praised him as he began sucking on my one tit. He swung me around and pushed me onto the bed where he took out some lube from the night stand and applied it to his cock. He pulled off my panties and placed both of my legs over his shoulder before pushing his cock slowly into my ass. My ass wanted it and accepted it with no problem. As he began pushing in deeper my hips pushed back the best they could in this position. 'Oh yes master' I whispered. He began fucking my ass bringing me to new heights of ecstasy.'You like this don't you Tanya?''Oh yes master' I said cupping my own breasts and bring them into a point for his warm mouth to suck on them. He began fucking me faster and harder and deeper as my hips thrust forth wanting more.'Tanya wants to be a real whore doesn't she? He asked.'Oh please fuck me master fuck me hard' I began to say louder.'Tell me you're a whore Tanya' he said not missing a beat in my ass. Tell me, tell me you're a whore you want to fuck every man tell me!' he said almost shouting and fucking me hard and so deep.'Yes, yes, fuck me make me your whore' I yelled out as pre-cum started to come out of my little cock.'Tell me you're a whore. Tell me you want to fuck every man''Oh yes please I want to fuck every man' I cried'Tell me you're a whore'

becoming Tanya the whore - Story, part 5

'Tanya have you ever been with a man before? He asked bluntly. I wasn't sure what to say. I am a man or no or what do you mean? I thought to myself. 'It's OK I know you were once a man yourself but the girls have done an excellent job on you. You look, walk and sound like a woman, a woman who should have everything any other woman would have' He said placing both of his hands on each of my shoulders. Then he pulled me towards him and kissed me on the lips. My knee went weak and my hips thrust forward while my hand gently held his sides. His hand moved slowly towards my back as he held me in his arms, and my arms wrapped around him. He kisses me a second time as his hand now move down and pull my dress up so his hands can grasp my panty clad ass.'I think it's time we finish your training don't you?' he says holding my butt cheeks apart and pulling me forward into his crotch. I nodded then rest my head on his chest. 'From now on you will call me master understood Tanya?''Yes master' I replied. I for some unknown reason wanted him. I wanted to be his girl so I unconsciously decide to please him the best I could.'Remove your dress Tanya' he said and we moved apart and I slipped the arms of the dress over my shoulder and let it fall to the ground. I stood before him wearing only a bra, panties and stilettos. He undid his belt and then his pants as my heart beats a million time a second. He unzips his fly and pulls his pants open showing me he wore no underwear. He let his pants slide down his hairy legs as his cock hung waiting to be honored. 'Touch it Tanya' my hands were shaking at the beauty of his cock as I took it in my hands and held his manhood. I slowly began jerking his cock watching ever move it made as my mouth waters uncontrollably. 'Take it in your mouth Tanya' I could hear him say and before even thinking about it I was sucking his cock. He grabbed handfuls of my hair as I moved back and forth on his cock.

becoming Tanya the whore - Story, part 4

It had been a whole year when Lucy came to me and told me it was time I met the man who we all serve. Surprised there was a man who I had never seen or met I agreed with no problem. Lucy brought a new convertible around front and I got in all dolled up to meet this man. As we drove Lucy started telling me that I should do whatever the men wants or he might close the farm and all the girls would have nowhere to go.When we arrived at the mansion the car door was opened for me and I swung my smooth soft legs out, keeping the dress down so not one could sneak a peek at my panties. I walked elegantly in my stilettos into the place with Lucy driving away. The butler showed me in. the place was huge and I was shown into the library, that had shelves of books and a table but no chairs.'Hello my name Greg' he said entering the room. I extended my hand palm down fingers slightly bent. 'I will call you Tanya' he told me. He insisted we take a tour and had me lead the way up the stairs; at the top of the stairs was a large mirror where I caught him looking up my dress. I said nothing knowing he could not see anything due to the length of the dress. We look around up stairs until we got to the bedroom where he closed the door behind us.

becoming Tanya the whore - Story, part 3

After dinner was etiquette training. Because I was the only guy I was the one who they would test on. The girls learned how to sit properly how to walk like a lady, eat, drink, and even talk. All very proper until they got to how to flirt and they all were flirting with me getting me excited and hard. At this time I would have done every one of them in bed and would have still had plenty left over to masturbate.After a 'hard' time the girls then were sitting around in some very sexy lingerie showing off their bodies as I fought to keep my cock in check. Some women had nothing but bustiers and panties on well others wore baby doll with panties. I had to try and keep my sanity and retired to bed early then masturbated three times in my room before going to sleep.After about a month here I noticed my hair starting to grow back. I was at ease with all the women and even tried walking in stilettos as part of the training they were going thru. By my sixth month things began to change and the girls were daring me to wear a dress for the day so I did. Little by little I did what they were doing from dressing like them to etiquette training, even learned how to put makeup on properly. Soon I was shaving myself and dressing like a woman all the time. I behaved like a woman entirely day after day and soon realized my breasts had grown as well, my tentacles had shrunken and I looked more like a woman then a man, but for some reason it did not bother me. It was who I am and like being.

becoming Tanya the whore - Story, part 2

I was taken for a tour the main living area was where all the girls would meet each morning for their assignments for the day, a large kitchen all in stainless steel and a workout room to keep that girly figure. Then there was a sewing room with tons of fabric and four or five sewing machines.Lucy took the measuring tape and started to measure me. Lucy measure things I never thought of like the thickness of my thigh and two separate measurements of my chest. I was told each meal is grown and farmed here and all women were to always look their best. Lucy started to talk about some of the progress they had made, like they discovered how to grow hair. I wondered about that as it looked more of a farm than a science lab.'Certain food you eat will help you grow your hair along with certain vitamins' she started to say. We can do so much but like anything everything takes time' she put her hands on her hips and swayed side to side showing off her great body.I was asked to help out in the garden. I worked for over an hour when the lunch bell rang and we all went inside to eat. We were all given vitamins and a great meal. I helped out cleaning up in the kitchen before going back out into the fields. Before I knew it the dinner bell was ringing and we were eating again, more vitamins and another great meal.

becoming Tanya the whore - Story, part 1

I was at a low point in my life, I had loss my job my wife kicked me out the kidds did not want to see me and I had nowhere to go. I got on a bus and headed south for sunnier pastures. However when I got here nothing had really changed.I was sitting on a bench suit case beside me with tears in my eyes, wondering what I was going to do. I quickly discovered no one wanted to hire a fifty year old man for any type of work. This is when a beautiful girl about thirty or so sat beside me and started talking to me. We quickly developed a friendship and she told me about a place where I could stay and work on their farm. Glad to know there was a place I let her lead me there. The place had high fences around the place and everyone was female wearing dresses that went to the knee that were all the same tan color. If the women did not have stilettos on there were bare foot.We drove up to the farm house where two stunning women came out to meet us. \'Hello welcome to a second life\' one women said to me as she helped me with my suitcase. They showed me to a room where I was going to be staying. The room was light pink with a flowery boarder. The bed was a simple single bed with no head or foot boards. When Lucy opened up the closet she found that it was full of lady\'s clothing the same was with the small dresser it too was filled with ladies underwear and bras hose and such stuff.

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