tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082231922035536352024-02-19T02:01:15.562-08:00Pillow Talk by Posy ChurchgateAn adult site (18+) *NSFW*
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I first featured this beautiful <a href="https://www.blogger.com/"><span id="goog_1501809514"></span>pink thong<span id="goog_1501809515"></span></a> edged with black on a <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2018/09/pretty-in-pink.html?zx=4d355135fc2759d8" target="_blank">#SinfulSunday post</a>, along with my favourite pale pink cowboy boots. Here are a couple of shots I didn't use for that post.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Although I find pale pink 'barely there' underwear beautiful, I have pale skin so I don't think it's the most flattering for my body, although it is great when I want my underwear to fade into the background, a great alternative to beige/nude.</span><br />
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<br />Posy Churchgatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02984394993825430163noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108223192203553635.post-80494755920091304922019-02-16T01:09:00.000-08:002019-02-17T14:28:32.055-08:00elust - 114 ~Shared<img alt="Elust 115 Header Image of Kaetteroo in a steamy mirror nude" class="aligncenter wp-image-66701 size-full" height="400" src="https://elustsexblogs.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/02/katteroo.jpg" width="400" />
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<i><span style="color: purple; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">This week’s prompt reminded me of one of the most erotic play sessions I’ve ever had, because it was spur of the moment, and I was being controlled yet getting pleasured.</span></i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">While getting dressed to go out one evening, my b/f caught me, whilst I was only dressed in my underwear, just as I reached up into my wardrobe to get something to wear. He instructed me to stand there, as if my hands were fastened above my head, while he knelt between my legs and pleasured me. By the end, I was glad of the wardrobe’s support because my legs felt as weak as a newborn foal! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I included the incident in this <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2018/08/trick-or-treat-halloween-party-2.html" target="_blank">Halloween Party themed story</a>, but I think it’s great inspiration for an erotic photograph too.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Posy is reaching up, her hands are fastened above her head (ropes or cuffs?)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This photograph would work well from either angle - I like my neat bum so a rear view would look great (let’s dress me in seamed stockings!) However, in a basque or push up bra I give good cleavage, so from the front would look pretty lush too (maybe Posy is wearing a blindfold, or a gag?)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I miss you as soon as you leave. I hear your tread on the stairs and the slam of the door and already I’m desolate with longing. Your cum is still dribbling out of my pussy, making my fleshy folds wet and sticky, and yet I’m longing for you.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I lie in the tangled sheets, trying to track down the faintest hint of your aftershave (on the pillows perhaps). I pull and drag at my nipples with pincer-like fingers, an attempt to recreate the ache of desire you put in them. Bolts of sensation shoot down to my cunt, still gaping and stretched from our fucking, and I yearn to feel your cock between my thighs again, slamming into me. I like it rough (I deserve it rough, I am your whore, your concubine, ready to be fucked or used to please you at a moment’s notice).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">My hand trails down between my legs, roaming over my mons and the tops of my thighs, my bare, smooth skin is chafed and reddened by your stubble since you pleasured me with your talented tongue. Sir - I turn to liquid once more re-living the feel of your lips, teeth and tongue as you teased me to orgasm, while looking up at me with your startling blue eyes. I could drown in your gaze, you pin me with it, and I’m trapped like a butterfly in a display.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">[For more of this <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2017/10/begging-letter.html" target="_blank">love letter visit here</a>]</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">As soon as Tamlyn saw her standing there, he vaulted off the moonbeam horse, strode towards her and enfolded her in his arms.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Meggie - my heart - you came!" he murmured into her hair then his mouth sought hers.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Margaret closed her eyes and clung to him. As she drowned in his kiss, thrills ran through her body settling in the secret place he'd shown her was the centre of all delight. His hands were on her breasts, pushing down the front of her gown to fondle them. Her nipples stiffened at his touch. She groaned, feverish with desire.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He picked her up and carried her to their place beneath their trees. They wrenched off their clothes and came together joyously, melting into each other until they became as one.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Afterwards they lay in each other's arms exchanging kisses, Margaret said, "I hadn't meant to come again until I heard your voice. How did you call me? was it one of your elvish tricks?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He reached out and pulled a white rose, he brushed it across her lips and drew circles with it on her cheeks. "I called you? No, Meggie, I came because you picked a rose."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Margaret stroked his hair and traced the outline of his ear. The evening air was cool on her bare skin and she pulled her cloak over them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"I heard you call," she insisted, "I was playing chess with Fiona in the great hall when I heard your voice. I looked up, expecting to see you standing in the doorway but no-one was there. Then I realised the call was in my mind. I got up so fast I knocked over the chess board: I picked up my skirts and came as fast as I could."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Tamlyn laughed, "My magic is better than I knew; you must have read my thoughts and answered my desire." He snuggled closer, his hands exploring her body again.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Margaret thought dreamily that this was what it would be like to lie in her marriage bed, then she remembered that it would not be the young, lithe body of Tamlyn beside her, but the slack, middle-aged flesh of Sir Nigel. She began to scheme, to try to find a way that she could be with her elfin lover forever.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Tell me true," she said forcefully, pushing against his chest, "who are you? Is Tamlyn your real name? Are you mortal as you say or elfin as I think? Or are you, perhaps, an illusion - something evil in disguise? The priests say the devil can take many forms to lead us into sin. You might be the devil."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"What does this feel like?" he said, laughing at her, guiding his hand to his warm manhood that was becoming erect again as they touched each other beneath the cloak. "A devil's prick is cold as ice and mine is hot for you."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She pressed closer to him and he kissed her, a long, deep satisfying kiss that drove away all the questions she wanted to ask.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Later he said, "I don't know my mortal name. When the Queen of Darkness stole me, she cast a spell to make me forget it. Sometimes I almost remember, but before I can recall it, it's gone. Tamlyn is the name she gave me but, by the love I bear you, sweet Meggie, I swear I am as mortal as you. I would run away with you tonight if it were not for her spells that keep me bound to her."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Is there no way out?" Margaret was sure there must be, she couldn't bear the thought of Sir Nigel's clumsy hands on her body after Tamlyn's magic touch.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"I'm trying to discover how to break her spell, but it's not easy. She mustn't find out that I want to leave." Tamlyn's busy hands made Margaret shiver with delight. "I love you, Meggie: I am mortal. Do you believe me?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"I want to." Margaret wriggled her body against him. "I want to believe you as much as I want you to make love to me again."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Greedy!" said Tamlyn with a soft laugh but he obliged her.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Much later, Margaret said reluctantly, "I must go, I've been away too long already. If my father misses me, there'll be the devil to pay."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Tamlyn helped her into her dress and laced it. It took a long time because he was kissing the back of her neck as he did so. "Will you come again tomorrow, Meggie?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"If I can, My greatest fear is that my father will suddenly move the household - then how shall I find you?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Tamlyn took her face in his hands and gently kissed her eyelids. "Love will find a way."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Margaret's mood suddenly changed. His complacency infuriated her, he wasn't taking her seriously enough and she pulled away, speaking sharply.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"That's fool's talk, Tamlyn! You'll have to do better than that if you would win me for your bride. Try harder to break the spell: there must be a way."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He held out his arms wanting a kiss and a loving farewell, but Margaret flounced out of reach. Before he could catch her, she took to her heels and ran down the path through the wood, away from her lover leaving him amazed at her fiery vehemence.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: #555555; font-family: "lato" , "arial" , sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b>Asrai Devin</b> : </span></span><span id="docs-internal-guid-82ef162d-7fff-7916-91af-92adcaa0a177"><span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 11pt; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a href="http://asraidevin.com/present-problem/" target="_blank">Buying a gift for her best friend</a> opens the door to a dominant new guy </span></span></span><br />
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<b><span style="color: #444444;">E.T. Costello</span></b> : A party with <a href="https://www.etcostello.com/2018/05/24/good-gin/" target="_blank">a newfound acquaintance & gin</a>
<b><span style="color: #444444;">Elliott Henry</span></b> : A <a href="https://thelifeofelliottandallthatjizz.com/2018/09/29/miss-kitty/" target="_blank">Tale of Miss Kitty</a>'s double life</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "arial";"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: #1155cc;"><b><span style="color: #444444;">May Moore</span></b><span style="color: #1155cc;"> : </span><span style="color: black;"><a href="https://ifsexmatters.co.uk/kitten-care/#more-6135" target="_blank">Pet Sitter</a> required - she answers the ad.</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Trudi jolted with electricity when they touched. She’d been suppressing how his close proximity sizzled at the edge of her consciousness. Instinctively she covered his hand and dragged it under her T shirt to capture her breast, which she squeezed, trapping his hand in the squeeze.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She almost groaned at his touch, but silence and stealth were imperative. He didn’t resist or pull back. She was emboldened. Trudi’s other hand brushed the front of his shorts, discovering the attraction was reciprocated. His cock was ramrod stiff behind the cotton. Pressing and stroking its outline she marvelled at its size and the warmth it generated.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The stranger’s fingers grasped and explored her breast, tracing the outline of her nipple, toying with the piercing which enhanced her sensitivity. Without hesitation Trudi unzipped his flies. She slid a hand in to stroke his erection, thumbing a droplet of pre-cum around its engorged tip. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She bit her lip, breasts responding with such delicious lust that she groaned low when the pad of the young man’s thumb worried her aching nipple to a peak. She gripped the girth of his shaft, moving deftly up and down. The stranger leaned towards her in supplication. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Fuck this was exciting, Trudi took what she wanted, in control of what brought him joy! </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The danger of discovery, being in the midst of people while being fondled by a stranger felt so arousing. She continued exploring him intimately, grasping and pumping. His cock responded, swelling and drooling pre-cum.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Trudi’s knickers were soaked through, her swollen labia throbbed against the unforgiving seam of her cut-off shorts. At that moment light began to pierce the carriage as the train left the tunnel. Trudi whipped her hand from the stranger’s shorts, pressing his eager dick back into their dark confines before the carriage flooded with low-slanting evening sunlight once more.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">As the journey continued, Trudi burned with unfulfilled lust and arousal. Her breasts ached like overripe fruit, longing to be picked. The young man caught her eyes, mutual frustration blazed in his look of longing. Trudi throbbed for what could have been. The tenting of his shorts now disguised with a notebook he held.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Trudi longed for another tunnel, to finish what they’d started, but didn’t get her wish. Approaching the next station she snatched his notebook to jot down her mobile number. Her pulse thundered in her ears as she maneuvered off the train onto the arrid platform. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The departing train whipped strands of Trudi’s hair. She slipped on her sunglasses and that’s when she saw the same young man standing on the platform, watching her with a burning gaze.</span>Posy Churchgatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02984394993825430163noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108223192203553635.post-55714432930614323352019-02-06T13:33:00.000-08:002019-02-21T00:22:43.963-08:00Chips<br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The night air was cold, a heavy dampness hanging around, creeping into clothes, seeping through her scratchy wool coat, swirling round legs. Her breath made puffs like smoke while the orange street lights lit nothing well, everything looked sickly.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The smell of his chips, sharp with vinegar, made her nose crinkle, her tummy rumble. His breath too made clouds as he chewed hot fried batons of potato, trails of steam rising into the inky night.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Want one?” He startled her, extending his arm to waft the fragrant package under her nose. Her belly growled even as she shook her head.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“C’mon, I got plenty!” His eyes, a startling blue with long lashes, crinkled.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She shook her head again, conversational shutters down, turning her back on his proffered chips.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“You sure? They’re lovely and hot.” His voice seemed nuanced with the suggestion, chips might lead to something hotter</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Jess’ hostility increased, cutting off her nose to spite her face. She was starving, her fingers and toes numb from the cold.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He grabbed her from behind, suddenly. He pulled her close, her back slammed against his broad chest. A strong arm wrapped around, bound her to him. A hot ketchupy chip was held close to her mouth.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“C’mon, you know you want to.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Jess’ stomach growled. Her mouth watered. She could smell his maleness, a musk of shaving products and clean sweat. His breath, warm against her neck, she felt a tickle of anticipation.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Open wide little bird.” His sing-song tone dripped with menace and power. His arm tightened like a vice.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Jess opened her mouth. The chip went wide, daubing her cheek with red. He smeared it around before feeding it to her.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Good girl,” his voice remained stern. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He fed her more. Jess chewed mechanically, heart thumping. What did he intend? Suddenly he spun her round 180°, holding her when she stumbled.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Dirty girl,” his growl held tightly reigned arousal. Leaning in he licked her face, slowly, deliberately, sensuously. Moisture flooded Jess’ slit, coating her knickers even as she felt humiliation.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He bent to kiss her, his tongue probing, chasing and capturing hers in an exotic dance. When it broke, they were both breathing heavily, dragon puffs in the night air.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Forgive me?” he said, dipping his head, to pierce her with sincere blue eyes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“So damn annoying!” Jess couldn’t stay angry. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“But you can’t resist me.” Ray’s smirk brought heat, even as he snapped playfully at a chip.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“C’mere you sexy bitch, before the bus comes.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Grabbing Jess by the lapels he pulled her in tight to his hard body, fumbling under her coat to drag up her skirt and grab at her pussy. His strong, thick fingers worked under her knicker edge and pressed inside, a hot knife in her buttery hole. Ray found her pleasure spot, rubbing as he probed. Jess moaned and gasped, on buckling legs.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Her mewling pants fuelled his questing, her anguished gasps hung in the velvet night even as they misted around her face. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Come for me, dirty girl.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Ray’s permission tipped her over. Jess crumpled against him as the throbs of pleasure flooded her core. His strong arms held her, until she steadied.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The bus was approaching, headlights sliced the gloom. Quickly Jess straightened her clothes and pulled herself back to reality. With a hiss of wet tyres and automated doors opening, their ride home welcomed them aboard. Climbing on, Ray stood protectively behind her as Jess paid, before moving up the bus. Other tired passengers made their way home.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Once seated Ray fed Jess a cold chip. Eating the proffered chip, she could smell her own ocean fragrance on his fingers.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The prompt for <a href="http://wickedwednesday.rebelsnotes.com/2019/02/prompt-349/" target="_blank">#WickedWednesday</a> this week is : </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "lato" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"><i><b>Go to Twitter, Instagram or Facebook and use the first thing you see as a your prompt.</b></i> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: 15px;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I saw this picture posted by <a href="https://twitter.com/ollie_dave" target="_blank">@ollie_dave</a> and a memory of keeping warm with a portion of tightly wrapped chips sprang to mind. Check out the others who are participating by following the link.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">This rarely happens, but as soon as I read the prompt for Kink of the Week I knew what I wanted to write, actually I wanted to start writing immediately!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I love reading erotica with passages where one person masturbates for the other’s pleasure. Perhaps the partner is in the room watching, or maybe they capture a voyeur moment. so the masturbating person is watched through an open door, un-drawn curtains or from some other vantage point. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Fiction featuring absent lovers is enticing. They might sext, better still they have phone sex, talking dirty before getting their hands and/or toys involved and letting their partner listen to their sighs, groans and the delicious squelch of engorged flesh and body fluids. This is very arousing to read, I'll admit I’ve never tried it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Nowadays most phones have sophisticated cameras, webcams on their laptops and computers get </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">utilised.</span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> There are stories where 1 party puts on a sexy display for remote lovers, receiving instructions on how and where to touch/ play with themselves. These tales tap into both the mutual masturbation kink (because participants can often see one another), the voyeur kink, and perhaps a domination submission vibe - things can play out with so many nuances, all delicious.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The mutual masturbation I want to discuss though, was less in ‘fantasy’ realms than necessity. For myself and my OH we used it to cure an issue. We had a big problem, we'd enjoyed a very satisfying sex life for several years but, following the birth of our first child, sex began to cause me pain.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Many of you will know that after childbirth the hormones released, and those involved with the process of breastfeeding, can mute a woman's sex drive. It’s probably nature’s way of ensuring you care for your vulnerable newborn instead of abandoning their care to shag each other senseless. Mindful of that, I was very conscious that I was neglecting my OH’s needs for those of our child’s. All the text books tell you that your partner can feel very excluded by the breastfeeding bond. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I needed to have sex with him to reconnect. I wanted to remind myself I was a sexual, desirable being as well as a mother (for mother read ‘frump’ - because pregnancy had made me feel the opposite of fecund and attractive). Anyway, trying to utilise some ‘us’ time, light foreplay led to an attempt at penetrative sex which led to yelping squeals from me and hurt puzzlement from him. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I had an episiotomy scar (a cut to allow baby’s head out of the vagina). Books had advised a tear would heal better, but I suspect with the forcep intervention, both had occurred. I’d been stitched up with sutures that were supposed to dissolve over time. Our painful, failed attempts at penetration had me convinced that one or two stitches still remained, causing the problem. A trip to the doctor disproved my theory, so what next?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">My OH was prepared to be patient, he listen to me and was mindful of my needs - thank goodness for that. We settled on mutual masturbation as our way forward, and you’d be amazed at how shy I felt about it! Here was I, a woman who’d been pleasuring herself for over ten years, feeling bashful because my husband was watching me touch myself, how I made myself wet and, more cringey still, brought myself to orgasm.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">We started gradually, luckily there was no shyness when HE showed me how he touched himself and we broke the ice that way. I followed his lead and added extra things, like nipple play and perineum massage, and soon he was lustily showing his appreciation (all over his stomach and chest!).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Our next encounter was more about me, he lay with his head down near my hips to watch how I stroked and smoothed myself with a questing finger, building up to feeling warm and wet and in the mood. He took over with his digits, mimicking where and how I’d touched myself, checking in with me if it felt good, which it did. When he tried probing inside me with his fingers though, I started to wince, so he went back to just stroking and stimulating my labia while I rubbed my clitoris till I came. It was so wonderful to be flooded with those endorphins, such a relief to feel sexy again, that we vowed to try again soon.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">This is how we progressed, gradually pushing my boundaries of penetration, til one finger became 2, til tongue and lips took over from fingers for external stimulation and finally I was ready, we were ready, to try again with PiV penetration, and it worked and it was lovely. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hats off to my OH, he was massively patient, he was a great study and he took direction very well. He’d never been confident about his oral skills before, but was so determined to make sex something we could both enjoy as before, that he applied himself to learning what I worked for me, in the process discovering what he enjoyed too. I guess many women will relate to me saying I loved oral sex, but I hadn’t previously wanted to ask for it because I suspected it was something he didn’t enjoy. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Our sex life moved from strength to strength now our communication and understanding of each other’s pleasure and techniques had been so enhanced. It was obviously still difficult to find moments when I wasn’t too tired to have sex, or when the baby didn’t cry, causing ‘coitus interruptus’, but we managed.</span><br />
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<span id="goog_1186611368"></span><span id="goog_1186611369"></span><br />Posy Churchgatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02984394993825430163noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108223192203553635.post-28555759129306828892019-02-01T14:28:00.000-08:002019-02-21T00:15:29.600-08:00The Doctor Will See You Now : February #SoSS<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It's February, my Dark Darlings, and with the new month comes a new interview with a prolific and talented writer of erotic fiction. Through Dr. J's participation in the weekly memes of #WickedWednesday and #MasturbationMonday I quickly discovered that she crafts stories I love to read. Then I found the <span style="color: purple;">SistersinSmut</span> - nine like-minded writers who blog as a co-operative. Read my interview to find out more about what sparks her interest.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>What made you decide to write on an adult/erotic theme?</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">After nearly 40 years in my professional life as a sex educator and therapist, it was a way to keep teaching. I had taught about the research on fantasies, and when I left the college classroom, my students said I had to keep going, that I told good stories. Writing erotic fiction had never been on my radar until then. So, two years into retirement, I went for it. That was three years ago.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I love creativity in all forms. Blogs that show me a different take on a topic are the ones I follow.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>List 5 words you use to search for the content you want to read/view</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Don’t laugh, but that’s not what I do. I go to places where other people curate content and I peek in there. That’s why memes like Masturbation Monday, Wicked Wednesday, and Friday Flash are unique. It combines the location and the creativity of a topic. People are passionate about what they write. I love that energy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>What’s your current sexuality? At what age did you realise this was the right ‘fit’ for you?</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Heterosexual. It was an early on clarification in my life. I couldn’t tear my eyes off the hunky lifeguard at our local pool. The fantasies I created with him, phew. I can still pull them up today.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>What’s your preference - naked or “dressed up” for sex? If dressed up, how so?</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Naked, but with jewellery.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Nothing pops to mind, but if it did, I have a willing partner.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Oh, Posy, this is a great sex history question. When I was in the 5th grade my cousin from Canada sent me a short wool skirt and vest she had outgrown. I loved it and couldn’t wait to wear it to school. The day I did, we watched a film. This activity meant moving the desks, and I ended up sitting next to the new student. In the dark, he told me he liked the skirt and touched the fabric. His hand slipped down to my naked thigh (I was wearing knee socks) and the sensation that flew through my body riveted me. As I write these words, I can still experience the muscle/emotional memory. Yes! In that moment I appreciated my body’s response and kept looking for it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Cora Crane, wife of author Stephen Crane. She was a businesswoman, writer and bordello owner where I live.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Anais Nin, I’d have a list of questions about her writing controversies. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">You mean like dealing with height difference, me standing on a stool and falling off of it. Not exactly to the climax we were looking for.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">9 1/2 Weeks because of where I was and who I was with when I saw it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I must toot the horn for the <a href="http://www.sistersinsmut.com/" target="_blank">Sisters In Smut Blog</a>. It highlights sex-positive erotica, friendship, and craft. Nine of us form the group and the combined energy is pretty special.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: purple;">Thank you so much for sharing your more ‘private’ side with me and my Dark Darlings! </span></b> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Bio: Dr. J. arrived at her writing career after being a condom packer, sex educator, sex therapist, and finally a college professor of human sexuality. Using her vast knowledge and experience of sexuality and the mind, she continues her education efforts by integrating positive sexuality into the human experience through her stories. She writes Erotica and Erotic Romance. Living the island life on the Atlantic coast, Dr. J. plays petanque, knits, and supports all the visual and performing arts of the area. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Facebook Fangroup: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/327842347563424/">https://www.facebook.com/groups/327842347563424/</a></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Twitter: <a href="https://twitter.com/DoctorJAuthor">https://twitter.com/DoctorJAuthor</a></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Amazon Author Page: <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Dr.-J/e/B01L82UELS/">https://www.amazon.com/Dr.-J/e/B01L82UELS/</a></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Goodreads: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15860651.Dr_J_">https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15860651.Dr_J_</a></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Smashwords: <a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/660640">https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/660640</a></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Bellesa: <a href="https://bellesa.co/story?id=238/working-the-gap">https://bellesa.co/story?id=238/working-the-gap</a></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">#MasturbationMonday - </span><a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/twisted-fairy-tale-4.html" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" target="_blank">Twisted Fairy Tale #4</a> <span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">(Part 1)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">#MM - T<a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/twisted-fairy-tale-4-hans-knees.html" target="_blank">wisted Fairy Tale #4 - Hit Me Baby </a> (Part 4)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">#MM - <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/twisted-fairy-tale-great-escape.html" target="_blank">Twisted Fairy Tale #4 - The Great Escape</a> (Part 6)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">#WW - <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/twisted-fairytale-no-4-comfort-break.html" target="_blank">Twisted Fairy Tale #4 - Comfort Break</a> (Part 5)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">#WW - <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/twisted-fairytale-hans-greta-finale.html" target="_blank">Twisted Fairy Tale #4 - Hans & Greta Finale</a> (Part 7)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">#SinfulSunday - <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/fur-coat-no-knickers.html" target="_blank">Fur Coat No Knickers</a></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Guest Pieces: <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/beach-body-guest-post.html" target="_blank">Beach Body</a> - @AGuyinpanties' image for #SinfulSunday</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><i>‘Faint heart never won fair lady,</i>’ Enosh reminds himself as he stands on the steps, struggling to remain motionless and hold his pose. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Yeah, he wishes he’d thought harder about his planned stance. It’s actually agony having one arm extended and the other drawn back, and don’t even get him started about his legs in the semi-lunge position. The lactic acid is burning! The fatigue in his quadricep and calf muscles builds, crying out for motion or some rubbing to re-distribute it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><i>‘Oh for pity’s sake!’ </i>Enosh chides himself, <i>‘don’t start thinking about rubbing when all you’re wearing is a tiny thong to cover your modesty.’</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><i>'Would beautiful, intelligent, Claudia on whose resplendent breasts and saucy derriere he fixated, notice him and like what she saw?'</i> If she follows her usual routine of visiting the library before lectures begi</span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">n, she can’t miss him.</span></div>
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<br />Posy Churchgatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02984394993825430163noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108223192203553635.post-42693694587159526422019-01-28T14:19:00.000-08:002019-02-21T00:29:00.505-08:00Twisted Fairytale : Hans & Greta - Finale<div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Here, let me take these off.” Hans released the nipple clamps, one at a time, sucking and massaging each tortured nipple in his mouth to ease the pain as blood rushed back into them. Still Greta squealed with pain.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Don’t cry baby-girl,” he gentled her like a spooked horse. “I’m here now.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Greta sagged against him, her body trembling with relief and exhaustion. When she caught sight of Barb tied to the bed her face twisted with revulsion.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“That woman! That bitch! Every night, twice a day, she’s fucked me every which way. She doesn’t care about consent or safewords.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Once released from the spreader bar, Greta pulled towards Barb’s prone figure on the bed, intent on vengeance, but Hans held her back.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Don’t Greta. She can’t hurt you now. Let her stew in her own juice!”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“She deserves a taste of her own medicine.” He pointed out a request to see anal punishment. “Get me the biggest anal plug you can find Greta. Don’t worry about lube,” he said, still bitter at his cock’s own ill treatment.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">While Greta rummaged in the toy drawer, he yanked Barb’s underwear down and let a gob of spit drool from his lips into the crack of her ass.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Your turn to suffer Witch,” he sneered. “See for yourself what it feels like to be forced into sex acts.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He pressed a large, bulbous silicone plug at her anal entrance until the muscle gave and her body welcomed it in. Barb’s head thrashed from side to side at the invasion, but she could no more resist than Greta had been able to, when tied to the bed with the same restraints. Then he wrenched the chain from Barb's neck, he needed the tiny key for the padlock to his cock cage.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“They love it!” Greta laughed pointing at the monitor. “This one says punish her more! What's she done to you my darling?" she surveyed his feminine fetishwear and his punished penis. "Let's get you out of that!"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hans passed her the small key which she turned in the padlock, setting his poor tormented manhood free. With a cry of malicious power she grabbed the cane and began spanking Barb’s exposed butt cheeks, making a red stripe with every blow.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Take that Bitch, like I had to!”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The ratings went up, of course. Greta looked magnificent in her angry nakedness, wielding the whippy cane. Her high, firm breasts jiggled with each exertion, she looked amazonian.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Follow me to the office in few minutes, I’m going to find Barb’s account details.” Hans whispered in Greta’s ear.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hans made his way back up the hall to rummage in the drawers again. Typical of many older people Barb kept a book in which she’d written all her account names, logins and password details. Hans took that and when he couldn’t find a flash drive, he unplugged her laptop and tucked it under his arm. There was a wallet with cash too, Hans scooped out the wad of notes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“C’mon Greta, we’ve gotta go!” He called. It was opening time soon and customers might wonder what was up when the Sweet Treat didn’t open for business.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Minutes later Greta followed, dressed in clothes she’d hurriedly grabbed from Barb’s wardrobe. They hustled out to the car park and jumped into the SUV. Checking the fuel gauge and seeing it nearly full, Hans felt a sense of relief.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Where can we go?” Greta turned to Hans, always the big brother. “Could we see if Theo wants us back? His family situation might have changed by now.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“We could Greta darling, or we could set up in business on our own.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“But what could we do? What sort of business?”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“We could run our own dungeon. Being trapped by Barb at her place made me realise how easily we could do something similar. Or if you want we could both do cam work - you made a mint back there! You’re very popular my lovely girl!” Hans stroked Greta’s thigh lovingly as he drove. “Now we have all Barb’s customer contacts - we stole her treasure!”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“I guess it could be fun ... We’d only create the scenes that we actually want to do.” Greta sounded thoughtful. “I quite liked having a female mistress …”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“We’d employ one!” Hans slapped the steering wheel, excited as a plan began to take shape.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Whatever you want! We’ll empty Barb’s account to buy ourselves a decent premises. I think she was onto something being out of town. People can visit as long they want and their comings and goings aren’t overlooked.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“We could have pole dancers!” Greta was excited, bouncing in her seat.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Maybe,” Hans waved at the glove compartment. “See if there’s a map in there baby-girl. We need a town with a diner and a store. I can’t walk about like an extra from the Rocky Horror show!”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Greta giggled. “You look fantastic. What did she do to you?”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Eugh,” Hans shuddered remembering his enforced celibacy. “Nothing I’d want to do again. Well - apart from wearing this corset. I’m quite open to recreating the ‘sweet transvestite’ look, but cock-caging, no thank you!"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Geez,” Greta gasped, in sympathy. “This though,” she purred, stroking his stocking tops, “I kinda like it. Thanks for saving me Hans.” She leaned over to kiss him on the cheek, her lips gently brushed past his ear.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“I’ll always look out for you Greta.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">They held hands until he needed to operate the gear stick. Hans smiled as he drove on, putting as many miles as possible between them and the Sweet Treat Inn.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">In the office Hans rifled through drawers and file cabinets looking for a means of escape. </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He found a set of keys to an SUV, which the camera watching the back door showed was parked close by. Yanking the silicone ‘chicken fillets’ out, he secreted the keys in the cup of his boned basque.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Scanning the rest of the monitors he established that the Sweet Treat Inn was empty, the closed sign hanging at the door. Further inspection convinced him that he and Greta were alone here with Barb, which should make a take-down easier. He found a tub of prescription sleeping tablets in the top drawer, so he stuffed them in his bra cup just in case. The office laptop was linked to that in the room with Greta so he could see Barb’s profits mounting. The viewers wanted to see Greta strung up and flogged. No wait! More votes were coming in for lashing. Horrified, he studied the screen, his window on what was happening to his ‘sister’.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The cruel clamps were still biting onto Greta’s nipples, a heavy chain hung between them which had to be dragging, tormenting her with every movement. Barb had released her from the bed restraints, but the leather cuffs remained fastened round Greta’s delicate wrists. She seemed to be lost in sub-space, barely aware of Barb manhandling her into a standing position before raising arms above her head in order to hook her up to a suspension device fixed in the ceiling. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb bent to fasten the spreader bar to the cuffs already on Greta’s ankles, but as she straightened her gaze fixed on Greta’s swollen labia salaciously. She leaned in, inhaling the sweet tangy fragrance which intoxicated her. Her greedy tongue protruded from her mouth and she commenced licking, not gently but probing and hungry. Greta gasped, her pleasure evident. Barb had total control of her, able to grasp the sub’s buttocks and pull her hips in closer, burying her mouth and nose in the copious juices which flowed. She began to work the dildo in and out of Greta’s pussy, the lips were engorged and her clit swollen, but the pummeling and pounding from the silicone phallus soon had her hips thrusting as a climax began steadily building. Greta’s wordless sounds of appreciation brought cam-show pledges pouring in. Hans watched the older woman pleasure her sub, transfixed. He felt an inexorable stiffening in his ladies’ underwear.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Greta’s body, sheened with perspiration, hung straining from a ceiling hook. Her feet could barely touch the ground, her joints must be crying out for release. Her high breasts, which were pulled taut by the restraint, bore the red tracks of a wartenburg wheel and were still trapped in the teeth of clover clamps.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb continued avidly licking and sucking Greta’s pussy, obscuring his view somewhat, but when Hans spied the long plaited leather whip, furled but ready for use, he knew he had to get Greta out of this situation swiftly.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He ran at Barb, head-butting her in the middle of her spine to knock the wind out of her. Unfortunately the impact transferred to Greta too. Her eyes jolted open in shock as she was set swinging like a car mirror ornament. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Utilising the element of surprise Hans grabbed Barb by the hair to pull her arms behind her back. He grabbed cuffs from Barb’s drawer of sex toys and quickly secured the older woman using a padded leather pair. While she still gasped for breath, he roughly shoved her face down on the bed and fastened her feet into the restraints which Greta had recently vacated.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb was furious! Yelling and screaming, she made all kinds of threats that, in her current bound state, she could never carry out. Hans located the ball gag she’d previously used on Greta and pushed it none too gently in the old witch’s mouth to quell the noise.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Moving to rescue Greta from her suspended predicament his eye fell on the escalating pledges flashing on the computer screen. Many viewers were aroused by the fighting, asking for more! Wry laughter bubbled up in his throat. He captured Greta’s waist with his strong arms, lifting her body a little so that he could release the cuffs from the hook above her head.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“I got you,” Hans crooned. “I got you baby-girl.”</span><br />
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I expect you've heard the saying "<i>all mouth and no trousers</i>" - the British idiom which refers to someone boastful who cannot back up their boasts with actions in the, er, trouser department.</div>
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The rather wonderful <a class="u-underline" data-link-name="in body link" href="http://www.peevish.co.uk/slang/a.htm" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; border-bottom: 0.0625rem solid rgb(220, 220, 220); color: #ab0613; cursor: pointer; text-decoration-line: none !important; touch-action: manipulation; transition: border-color 0.15s ease-out 0s;" title="Dictionary of Slang">Dictionary of Slang</a> defines the phrase as "boastful and without just reason, eg 'you shouldn't pay any attention to him, he's all mouth and no trousers'." <br />
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It seems as if there is a parallel with another idiom "all fur coat and no knickers", which it defines as "of a woman, all superficial appearance and no real substance beneath".<br />
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Now until I checked this out I thought the term meant a saucy woman, who knows what she wants and how to get it.<br />
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</aside>Posy Churchgatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02984394993825430163noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108223192203553635.post-7019649326329660272019-01-25T15:36:00.003-08:002019-02-28T11:13:38.366-08:00Enchanted Valley : Guest Post #SoSS<br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Fiona Macpherson, a lady in waiting, looked up from the brightly plumaged bird she was embroidering. "Everyone knows strange things happen in forests."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Especially this one," Cecilia said darkly, "the Forest of Ettrick is an awful chancy place."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"What sort of strange things?" Lady Margaret was ready to be beguiled.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Fiona said in a low voice, "Did you know that near here there's a well guarded by an Elfin knight?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Moira crossed herself, fearful yet deliciously intrigued. "Why does he guard the well?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Fiona leaned forward and whispered, "The roses that grow round the well have magic powers for women. But don't even think about picking one - 'tis said a terrible fate befalls any maid who does so."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"He takes a forfeit!" Fiona said.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"What forfeit?" Cecilia's eyes were wide.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Can you not guess?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Not that?" Cecilia was shocked.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Yes," said Fiona, "that! He casts a spell and takes her maidenhead!"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Margaret's heart beat even faster. "How did you learn of this?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Fiona said, "My waiting woman had it from an old crone who comes to the kitchens for broken meats and tells tales by the fire."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"And what would a maiden get by picking the roses if the Elfin knight didn't stop her?" Cecilia asked.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Her heart's desire, of course: beauty, riches or a handsome lover. I'd choose the lover, every time."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Margaret thought the others must be able to hear her heart beating, it seemed so loud to her. "Did the old crone say where this well can be found?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Aye, in Charters Wood, but to get your wish you must go there at dusk."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"We'll not be going then," Moira said, "No sensible girl would dare to go there in the gloaming; she'd be in danger from wolves, wild boar and the outlaws who roam the forest."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Meggie would dare," said Cecilia. "She's brave enough to ride alone and to defy an Elfin knight."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"I wonder what he's like?" Moira mused.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Handsome, I'll warrant. Have you ever noticed that everything desirable is forbidden to women?" Fiona said bitterly.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Margaret laughed shakily. "I might if I'd a mind to, but I doubt I'll be seeking the Elfin knight." She crossed her fingers under her embroidery.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The next day, the weather improved. In the afternoon, Margaret pretended to have a headache and retired to her chamber. She swore her servant Janet to secrecy and bade the girl to dress her in her best green riding gown. She made Janet brush her long auburn hair until it shone.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Don't braid it," she said,"put that gold filet on my brow and leave my hair loose." She took her dark frieze cloak from Janet, put up the hood to cover the glint of gold and wrapped herself in the cloak's anonymity. She paused at the door.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Mind now, Janet, you're not to let anyone in my chamber whatever happens, not even the Earl himself. You're to say I'm sleeping and cannot be disturbed."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She slipped out of the castle and across to the stables unobserved. Once again, young Jockie Scott took Margaret into the Ettrick Valley and pointed out the edge of Charters Wood. She dismounted and handed him her reins. "Wait for me whatever happens and however long I'm gone," she commanded.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The dark forbidding trees in the gathering dusk gave Margaret a feeling of foreboding: once she slipped between the trees she would be committed. But to what? Remembering Fiona's tale she shivered.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The grass and moss underfoot were wet with evening dew; long shadows fell across her path. As the dying sun slipped below the horizon, the trees were stark black against its crimson glow. An owl hunting early flapped out of a tree startling her and making her heart race. She calmed herself and pressed on deeper into the wood. At last, she came upon the well standing in a glade, encircled by a low stone wall. Over it arched an iron hoop wreathed in roses.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The light was going fast as Margaret, her heartbeat like thunder in her ears, stepped forward. Boldly she snapped the stem of a rose and held the crimson blossom before her like a talisman.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">A shiver ran down her spine and the hairs on the back of her neck rose as she heard the sound of hooves and the chink of a bridle. Through the trees came a silvery horse that looked as if it had bathed in moonbeams. Astride the horse was the handsomest man she had ever seen, sitting tall in the saddle, his long legs encased in fine leather boots. His shoulders were broad, his tanned face framed with blue-black hair. Wide grey eyes looked at her sternly. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Why did you pick my rose?" His voice was deep and cultured.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Margaret was trembling but she returned his look with a haughty stare. "Yours sir? Who are you to claim them yours?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"I am Tamlyn, knight of the Queen of Darkness, guardian of the well."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Margaret, daughter of an Earl, straight backed, chin in the air matched his arrogance. "The Forest belongs to the King of Scots: the roses are no more yours or your queen's than they are mine - Lady Margaret Dunbar."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He dismounted lightly, threw his reins over a branch and came to stand insolently close, looking down at her. "They do belong to my mistress, pretty lady, because they are magic. Did you pick a rose to have a wish granted?" There was amusement in his voice. "And what was the wish?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Margaret sensed that he knew her wish and that he was only too willing to make it come true. This infuriated her: faery or mortal he was male and like every man she knew, arrogant. He would not take her easily like a village girl. She would not stay and bandy words with him. She tried to turn and leave but she couldn't move: her feet were stuck fast as if she were caught in quicksand. When Tamlyn, who had been watching her closely, laughed at her struggle, she lost her temper.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"This is your doing! Release me at once!" she cried, beating with angry fists against his chest.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Tamlyn grinned, he put out a hand and stroked her russet hair. "Ask nicely little fox."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"I'll not say 'please' to you!"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Then here you'll stay , young vixen." Still laughing he began to walk towards the moonbeam horse.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">At the thought of being left alone in the darkening wood, Margaret's defiance collapsed. "Wait! Please, sir knight, release me."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">As soon as she said 'please', he plucked a white rose and handed it to her. When she touched it, the spell broke and she could move again. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Tamlyn looked down, smiling into her eyes. "You are free to leave." He moved closer until their bodies were touching.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Margaret's knees were weak, she had no desire to go, she desired only him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">As if he could read her thoughts, Tamlyn picked her up and carried her to a bower among the trees where he laid her on a bed of bracken.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"You're beautiful," he said sitting down beside her and taking her in his arms. As he covered her mouth with his, her eyes closed. This was bliss, she savoured his touch and her lips parted as the kiss deepened.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Your mouth is warm, your tongue is sweet: you're mortal!" she murmured in wonder when his mouth moved from her lips to her ear and he began to nuzzle it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He laughed and spoke softly and intimately. "As warm and mortal as you, my lady, as you shall see." He unlaced her gown and slid his hands over her body, finding all the secret pleasure spots upon which he lingered, giving her sensual enjoyment so intense that she could hardly breathe. Dexterously he removed his clothes and lay naked upon her, flesh on flesh. "Shall I make you mine?" he whispered.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Yes!" Margaret felt as if she were a harp expertly played by a master harper. Never had she wanted anything so much. She held him close and pressed her lips to his, tasting his sweetness.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The consummation surpassed anything she had imagined. As he thrust deep into her body, moving rhythmically, she felt as if she were flying like a bird, gliding through water like a swan and dancing like a firefly on the marsh. She clung to him, she a limpet and he a rock: never did she want to let him go. At last, delirious with delight, she reached the final chord then lay at peace in his arms.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"So, Lady Margaret, you're mine now - now and forever." He covered her face with gentle kisses like a butterfly alighting on a flower.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"If only it were so," she said sadly, reluctantly rolling away from him and reaching for her gown, "I am to marry Sir Nigel Douglas and you - did you not say you belong to your queen?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Slowly Margaret put on her gown and turned for him to lace it. He said nothing as he did so, then he dressed himself. It was nearly dark now but still light enough for Margaret to see that he was frowning.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"I spoke the truth when I said I was as mortal as you. I am called Elfin knight but I promise you I am mortal. I was lured away from human haunts by the Queen when I was just a boy. I've served her since, guarding the well, claiming forfeits from maidens who pluck roses."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Margaret felt a stab of jealousy. "Was that a forfeit you took from me?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">His smile was loving. "You know it wasn't. The moment I saw you I fell in love, even as you did. Can you deny it?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She shook her head. "Why don't you leave the Queen and come back to the real world?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Would that I could but she has cast spells to hold me in thrall."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Can these spells not be broken?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He shrugged then smiled. "Why don't you leave the world and come and live with me?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She sighed. "I too am bound, I have to do my father's bidding: I owe him that. I love you, Tamlyn, but our case is hopeless!"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He lifted her to her feet and enfolded her in his arms, her head against his heart. "I love you, sweet Meggie; we have to be together. We will find a way." He kissed her lingeringly, "When will I see you again?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She clung to him, not wanting the glory to end. "I'll come if I can." Margaret wished it were true: she did not expect she would ever see him again for her wish had only been to know true love once and that had been granted.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Taking a last, long look at the man she knew she would love forever, she tore herself away and ran through the wood to the place where Jockie was patiently waiting to take her home.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">As it is Saturday, I want to share some posts which also have a historical erotica theme:<br /><br />Lascivious Lucy : <a href="https://lasciviouslucy.wordpress.com/2019/01/20/iron/" target="_blank">Iron</a> - in which a blacksmith is attracted to a faery<br /> : <a href="https://lasciviouslucy.wordpress.com/sexy-serials/salems-charity/" target="_blank">Salem's Charity</a> - a series set in Salem about a young, scandalous witch</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Cousin Pons : <a href="https://books1799.wordpress.com/2018/02/07/the-handkerchief/" target="_blank">The Handkerchief</a> - a story which inspired by a work of art and the model who sat for the artist</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> : <a href="https://books1799.wordpress.com/2018/02/19/the-shoemaker/" target="_blank">The Shoemaker</a> - recounting a cobbler's passion for a refined lady</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">May Moore : <a href="https://ifsexmatters.co.uk/craving-absolution/" target="_blank">Craving Absolution</a> - a two part series (for which Cousin Pons wrote the male PoV and May reciprocated with the female) which features an unhappily married lady and a gentleman who offers her absolution while yearning to assisting her sin.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Cara Thereon : <a href="http://carathereon.com/2018/11/27/shed-learned-a-lot-from-books/" target="_blank">She'd Learned a Lot from Books</a> - a series featuring young lovers who slip into kinky scenarios depicted in books.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">A further extract from my guest blogger's book is <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/enchanted-valley-guest-post-soss.html" target="_blank">Here</a></span>Posy Churchgatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02984394993825430163noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108223192203553635.post-78409706235852390472019-01-22T15:06:00.001-08:002019-02-21T00:33:06.931-08:00Twisted Fairytale No. 4 : Comfort Break<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i style="color: purple; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Read <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/twisted-fairy-tale-4.html" style="color: #e128aa; text-decoration-line: none;" target="_blank">part 1,</a> <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/twisted-fairy-tale-4-what-greta-did.html?zx=fc87b9be8b1a91ec" style="color: #e128aa; text-decoration-line: none;" target="_blank">part 2</a>, <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/twisted-fairy-tale-4-hans-knees.html" style="color: #e128aa; text-decoration-line: none;" target="_blank">part 3</a> and <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/twisted-fairytale-4-hit-me-baby.html" target="_blank">part 4 </a>of Hans & Greta here then continue ...</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hans slept fitfully. Having his cock trapped in the confines of the cage was bad enough during the day, but at night his natural tendency to become erect meant that he woke frequently, disturbed by great discomfort. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb had been increasing the length of time she kept Hans padlocked into the cage, but she didn’t trust him not to touch himself at night, and she was right. Hans didn’t trust her right back - she had neither earned his respect nor had his best interests at heart. She would be shot of him as soon as she’d turned him into a chastity slave; once she’d broken his spirit.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hans intended to keep fighting back, to keep resisting until he could break free. He wanted to see Greta, to reassure himself that she was happy, or offer her the chance to leave with him. He didn’t know where they would go, as they had almost run out of fuel when they stumbled across the Sweet Treat Inn, but in his waking hours each night he tried to figure things out.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Every morning after breakfast Hans was released from his room and his cock cage to shower and shave his skin smooth. Starting to enjoy his silky, buffed state, he luxuriated in massaging moisturising lotion into his skin. It resulted in his tormented cock getting hard, but as Barb hadn’t installed cameras in the shower he usually got away with it. Today he wasn’t so lucky. Just as he was fisting his length, stroking his foreskin up and down, glorying in the intense sensations, he heard the clacking of Barb’s heels. Hans was forced to pinch the tip of his cock and think ugly twisted thoughts to make the rising sap recede and his erection wilt.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Hurry up!” Barb’s voice, shrill but stern, certainly banished sexy thoughts from Hans’ head.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She hung around to lace his corset tightly and fit the cock cage and padlock, before she inserted another plug firlmly into Hans’ butt. He now wore three sizes bigger than at the start of his training. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Today Barb selected a parody of a maid’s outfit for Hans to wear - a frilled short skirt with netting underskirt flared out from his hips adorned with a white starched apron at the front. He wore fishnet stockings fastened to the suspender straps and Barb tucked 2 chicken fillets into each cup of his black satin corset. Hans could hardly see past them to the pointed toes of his patent high heels. Frills provided the finishing touches to his outfit - a frilled white organza collar at his throat and panties with frothy white frills.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hans made his way slowly down the hall, hobbled as usual by ankle cuffs. He had mastered walking in heels, but he masked this new skill so he could look inside any doors which Barb left open. He wanted to locate Greta. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb brought him into a reception room furnished with sofas and chaise longues, then equipping him with a feather duster, spray polish and cloths, she left him with instructions to clean. Hans set about his task, but used his time to look for anything which might help implement an escape plan. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">At intervals Barb returned. She made a routine of stopping him each time, pulling his panties down to operate a pump in the butt plug, which increased its girth. Hans never knew if she'd pump it up or deflate.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The swell within his anal canal made Hans ache and groan, tormenting him with sensations of stretch and fill. Soon he was panting and sweating, trying to dust and clean to Barb’s expectations while avoiding too many bend or stretch movements. He was throbbing as desire tried to build, but his caged manhood had no room to unfurl or harden. On the contrary it induced pain when stiffening began, any engorgement was agony.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Not for the first time Hans looked back fondly on his days with their previous Dom Theo, who was stern but loving. Punishments with Theo almost always resulted in pleasure. Disobedience might earn beatings or orgasm control, but there was always some kind of threesome at the end of it all, with sweet Greta as the bratty sub she was born to be. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Feeling lightheaded he daydreamed about spitroasting Greta between himself and Theo. It was so vivid he could hear her grunts and whoops of pleasure, the galactic whore … or could he hear her in reality? Scuttling to the door as quickly as his bonds allowed he pressed an ear to the gap. Yes, she was nearby, probably in the room across the corridor, he recognised her guttural grunts and gasps. At least Greta sounded as if she was enjoying her treatment at Barb’s hands, which was great consolation.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hans stood at the door listening to Greta’s sex noises build to a crescendo. When a gasping, groaning climax was wrung out of her, his cock tried to twitch in sympathy, only making him moan miserably. He shuffled quickly away from the door, returning to dusting & polishing the room’s surfaces. Hans had already spotted the </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">concealed</span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> cameras in this room, but figured Barb was too busy servicing Greta just then to supervise his chores but he didn’t want to be caught and risk punishment. Consequently the room was dusted and polished when Barb came to collect him. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Tears of relief brimmed and that’s when Hans saw his opportunity, he was able to hook the bunch of keys from Barb’s pocket. He continued his hobbling progress up the hall back to his room, then announced that he needed to relieve himself. Although she tutted, Barb allowed him to visit the shower and toilet area where he peed and cleaned himself, hiding the bunch of keys underneath his fake boobs.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb ushered Hans into his room and shut the door behind him. At this point she must've realised her keys were missing. Hans stood with his ear to his cell door waiting for her distinctive heel taps as she retraced her steps, then he ducked out of his room swiftly and silently. He’d kicked his high heels off in his cell so was able to move more freely. He counted doors until he got to the office which he quickly unlocked to let himself in. Scanning the flickering monitors he easily spotted Greta’s room as Barb entered it in search of the missing keys.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Greta lay stretched out on a bed with straps extending from each corner which held her arms and legs in the spread eagle position. Nipple clamps hung from Greta’s firm breasts and a large dildo was sunk deep in her labia so only the flared base was visible. Her hair was in girlish plaits but her fringe was damp with sweat, in fact her whole body was sheened with perspiration. Barb drew close to tug on the chain between the nipple clamps; Greta’s head thrashed from side to side, a bestial moan wrenched from her lips.</span><br />
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<i style="color: purple; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Read <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/twisted-fairy-tale-4.html" target="_blank">part 1,</a> <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/twisted-fairy-tale-4-what-greta-did.html?zx=fc87b9be8b1a91ec" target="_blank">part 2 </a>and <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/twisted-fairy-tale-4-hans-knees.html" target="_blank">part 3</a> of Hans & Greta here then continue ...</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Currently Greta was dressing in a schoolgirl themed outfit Barb had selected. She pulled long white socks up to her knees before slipping feet into high heeled sandals. There was a navy checked kilt which was short, it barely hung below her butt cheeks, with a white blouse of flimsy material so the lacy bra worn underneath was visible. With the top buttons left undone, she fastened a striped tie at half-mast and secured her brown hair into high bunches. No make-up was required to keep the illusion of youth except for a little pale pink lip gloss.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Waiting for Barb, Greta’s thoughts turned to Hans. She hadn’t been allowed to see him since they got caught in this spider’s web. She hoped he was safe and happy. She’d asked Barb if she could see him, suggesting ways they’d play together and pleasure her, but the woman always flew into a rage. Concern for him gnawed in the pit of Greta’s stomach, but she was kept on her toes pleasing Barb with audience ratings.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb entered the room and Greta’s heart thumped while her pussy dampened. She couldn’t deny enjoying her dynamic with the older woman, who tapped into her kinks and pushed her buttons. The exhibitionist side of Greta got off knowing people were watching her get fucked and punished, she loved the feedback.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Stand up girl, come over here.” Barb’s tone, as always, was harsh.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She prowled around, surveying Greta, her high heels rapping in the silence. She carried a cane, which she used to tap in between Greta's knees to coax them wider. The sub stood waiting with eyes lowered but her tension was palpable. Using the cane, Barb lifted the back of the pleated skirt then made a tutting sound.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Dirty Girl. You aren’t wearing any knickers.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Greta bit her lip. She was quite capable of being bratty, but they both knew Barb hadn’t provided any panties for her.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Why did you think it was OK to wear nothing under your uniform?”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Because I’m a dirty girl Mistress.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“You are.” Moving closer Barb drew in a breath through her nostrils. Her hand reached under the kilt and swiped through Greta’s labia. Barb directed her gaze towards a wall-mounted camera, ostentatiously sniffing her glistening fingers. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“A dirty, slutty girl. You’re already wet. Have you been touching yourself?”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“No Mistress.” Greta shook her head for emphasis, jaunty bunches brushing her plump cheeks.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Concentrate on your studies. You’re always thinking about hard cocks.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She lifted the back of Greta’s skirt, pressing at her lower spine till she bent over.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“You need punishing.” Then she drew her arm back to deliver the first smarting blow to Greta’s delectable, curvy rear.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Greta yelped. “Thank you Mistress.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Five more blows rained down, Greta counting each one, taking deep breaths to steady herself in between.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“What do you think? Has she been punished enough?” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Greta knew there would be more, she was hoping for more. The tingle she craved had only just begun.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Twenty stripes it is!” Barb said triumphantly while Greta smiled to herself, taking another deep breath.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Greta’s mind was soon spinning out in subspace, distancing her from the heat and bite of the cane’s impact, she counted like an automaton. Blood danced in her veins until her pussy swelled with yearning. When Barb reached twenty stripes she helped her to the bed on legs like a newborn foal’s. She was barely aware of her mistress’ hands rubbing soothing lotion into the red and purple blooms which decorated her butt and tops of her thighs.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The heat and throbbing was both external and internal, Greta’s pussy clamoured for attention. Through a fog of lust, she felt Barb’s strong fingers massaging and pulling apart the flesh of her butt, both arousing and displaying her wares.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Which plug shall we use?” Barb asked the cam audience. Greta luxuriated in the effects of her aftercare knowing things would get intense pretty quickly.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The viewers having voted and pledged money, there followed the ooze of lube drooling over their selection. She pushed her rear up in a tilt, offering herself to be plugged. Soon enough Barb nudged a cold hard plug against her anal whorl. A breathy groan of pleasure escaped Greta’s lips as her muscle flexed to welcome in the bulb of glass.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Always the slut.” Barb’s remark held a trace of approval. Greta preened with delight.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“You want more don’t you?”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“If you think I deserve more Mistress.” Greta’s obedient tone was breathy. This was how she loved to play.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“You want something in every hole don’t you, Slut?”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">To demonstrate her point, Barb sank a finger into Greta's pussy, pushing deep to massage her g-spot. Greta groaned loud and long, her lust evident.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Which vibrator should I use?” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Again Barb addressed the cam show audience. Greta heard her rummaging in the drawer and imagined her setting out two or 3 vibrators of varying girth and shape. She knew Barb would make her come at least twice before the show was over, so the choice of vibe wasn’t important to her. However she couldn’t help hoping for one with a clitoral arm, as those delivered her strongest orgasms.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Whilst the votes and pledges came in via the internet, Barb fastened a ball gag behind Greta’s head, to hold her mouth wide open. The feeling of total helplessness played into the sub’s need to surrender her will, providing a blissful release.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">A droning buzz began and suddenly Greta felt it against her labia, jolting her with intense sensation. She groaned around the muffling gag while drool crept down her chin.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">As her muscular walls grasped at the silicone vibe, Greta moaned with mounting desire.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The glass plug nestled in her back passage was heavy and filling and her pussy felt tight around the buzzing vibe that Barb was pressing in and out of her with a pumping rhythm.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“So dirty,” her mistress crooned, showing the vibe to camera now it was liberally coated with juices. Plunging it back in she altered the pulse pattern causing Greta to moan with anguished excitement.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“You want more?” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Greta nodded, widening her leg stance so Barb could penetrate her more deeply.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Always the greedy slut,” Barb’s voice carried a note of pride.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The drool was running round Greta’s lips now, She was pretty sure clear strands of it were also stretching from her pussy. The intensity was building, like a rolling ball of fire within and pretty soon she was spinning apart in throbs of ecstasy. Her hips ground down. Greta fucked herself on the vibe while Barb held it still. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The aftershocks still held her in their pulsing grip when Barb switched to pressing the vibe against her sensitive clit. A moan of pleasure/pain wrenched from Greta, despite the gag and the tightness and colour waves of joy began building within her again.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb delivered a resounding slap to her left butt cheek and the ripples made the glass plug jiggle, bouncing waves of pleasure towards her core. She thrust her hips more, knowing another would follow.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">SMACK! There it was, on the other cheek, just as intense despite being ready for it. Another climax washed over her which pulled all her sensations in before sending them out in a throbbing rush of pleasure.</span><br />
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<i style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: center;">You can read <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/twisted-fairy-tale-4.html" target="_blank">part 1</a> and <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/twisted-fairy-tale-4-what-greta-did.html" target="_blank">part 2</a> here, which you'll need to understand Hans' predicament.</i><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hans hunched uncomfortably, scrubbing the floor. No easy task, hobbled by chains between his ankles and from collar to wrist. Constantly reminded of the stretch of the metal plug nestled in his ass, teasing and tormenting every movement, as he cleaned. Barb checked his work at intervals, taking pictures on her phone.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hobbling with the bucket almost slopping suds, Barb halted him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Bending to his groin she fumbled short-sightedly to unlock his cock-cage. Her hot breath tickled his trapped manhood then suddenly it was free. His relief from the constriction was immense but with the cage removed his erection began springing up.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb twitched the back of his lace-frilled thong aside. Hans’ sphincter pulsed when she grasped the plug and removed it, making his cock bob. He soon felt a new coldness against his taint. Barb reached round to grasp his burgeoning boner and pumped briskly.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Unngh” he gasped involuntarily. Barb took the opportunity to press a larger butt plug home. The stretch felt good, precum oozed over his cock head. She settled the lacy thong back in place.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Very nice,” she admired. “You’ll prove popular once I’ve prepared you.” Smirking, she left, high heels pounding the hard floor.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">A cold trickle of apprehension coursed his spine; Barb planned to sell him. Hans staying with Greta wasn’t on Barb’s agenda, but training him as a chastity sub was. The Domme planned humiliation not fucking. Hans' luck had run out.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hans’ cock strained against the lacy panties. His stockings were laddered, the cuffs chafed. He spat into his hand and stroked his member up and down. He was sensitive but he felt a quickening in his balls - his finish line in sight. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The sudden hammering of Barb’s heels stopped him in his tracks.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Never touch yourself without permission,” she railed. “Where’s your discipline?” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Angrily she filled another bucket.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Spread your arms wide”, she instructed, putting one bucket in each hand.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Stay like that, as punishment.” She tapped the timer app on her phone. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Sweat ran down Hans’ temple, his neck corded. Muscles in his shoulders, biceps and triceps screaming for mercy. Struggling to keep his arms at 90 degrees to his body, he held the buckets. He daren’t let water slop.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">His calves were tight like balls, unaccustomed to wearing heels, his butt throbbed against the metal of the butt plug. He couldn’t fail. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“OK stop!” This time Barb’s shrill command was welcome. Lowering the buckets carefully he sneaked a glance at her thunderous face.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Empty the buckets. Return to your room.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">On his slow journey, hindered by chains and heels, a door was ajar. A desk and office chair faced a bank of monitor screens, viewing different areas of Sweet Treat Inn. He realised how Barb had seen him wanking. He thought he saw a girl, maybe Greta, handcuffed to a bed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb locked Hans in his cell, re-securing his cock in the cage, fastening the padlock once more. Concerned and frustrated, he listened to her retreating footsteps.<br /><br />To be continued ...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">In Barb’s bedroom, Greta awoke and stretched to discover that her wrists were joined and chained to the bedpost. The cuffs were padded and she was comfortable, so she didn’t fret unduly except to wonder about Hans and what he might be doing with Barb. She had spent the night using her oral skills on the older woman, making her come with whooping, shrieking glee several times before Greta was allowed to rest. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">As nothing had been done to relieve the young sub’s frustration, her slick pussy was now humming with frustration. Orgasm denial was nothing new to Greta, but she lay on the bed trying to get herself off by rubbing her thighs together while tightening her pelvic muscles repeatedly. She was just beginning to achieve low level thrums of pleasure humping her hips against a wedge of blankets that’d worked between her thighs, when Barb appeared.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“No! Stop that! Dirty girl!” Raging she flipped Greta onto her back slapping her thighs and bare breasts repeatedly.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb reached into a drawer and selected a spreader bar which she attached to Greta’s ankles, forcing her legs apart.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Greta lay helpless, a little sore and panting with shock. She looked up at Barb, huge blue manga eyes brimming with tears.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“I’m sorry mistress, I was lonely. I missed your loving touch.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“You don’t come unless I allow it girl.” Barb’s voice was a snarl, yet her nipples had hardened.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Please mistress, you tasted so good last night, I can’t stop thinking about you. Let me pleasure you.” Greta wet her bottom lip with a dainty pink tongue, writhing enticingly, despite her bound state.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb rummaged in the drawer again, withdrawing a dildo in a harness. Removing her skirt she fastened the straps around her pelvis. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Greta let out a gasp at the size of the dildo. It’s red silicone girth was shaded with black. It was shaped like the penis of a beast not a man. Barb spat gobs of drool into her hand then began lewdly fisting the phallus jutting from her hips.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Greta writhed and struggled against her bonds, unsure if she could accommodate a dildo of such size, but Barb grabbed her nipples and twisted hard, making her submissive pant and groan with undisguised arousal.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Dirty girl, I guessed you’d like pain.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb’s snarling tone couldn’t disguise her arousal, Greta clearly saw a flush tinting her chest and neck while bullet-like nipples strained against her blouse. Barb pressed the pointed tip of the helmet against Greta’s spread pussy and rubbed back and forth, parting the swollen lips and teasing her clitoral bud.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Aaaah yesss,” Greta bit her lip, her arousal spiking. She wanted more despite the trickle of fear in her belly.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb’s hips shunted forward in a scooping thrust on which Greta became impaled, her pink folds pulled wide. stretched around the girth of the dark dildo. It’s detailing of bumps and veins stimulated her deeply as her mistress began to saw the dildo in and out. Her mouth yawned open, emitting grunts and gasps which betrayed her pleasure at being used and abused. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She had become Barb’s fuck toy and was loving it, her hips thrust up to meet each plough of her furrow with the dildo. Her grunts and groans of “Yes!” and “More!” spurred on her mistress who broke quite a sweat as she rode Greta rhymically while pulling at her breasts like reins on a horse.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Fuck me Mistress! Pleeeeeease!” Greta wailed before climaxing. Her slender body twitched in the throes of the intense orgasm which washed over her. Barb, however, did not stop. She continued to pound the primal dildo in and out of her sub, wringing a second throbbing release from her sub, whose wails became increasingly animalistic.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Greta lay there gasping with aftershocks. The fucking was over. Barb released her grip on Greta’s engorged nipples while slowly withdrawing the phallus from between her submissive’s thighs, coated with the viscous glue of her arousal. Her labia looked heavy and swollen and at that moment Greta’s pussy looked wide open and sloppy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Good.” Barb seemed satisfied, having peered closely at her pussy with myopic eyes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb removed the dildo and its harness before leaving the room. She returned soon after with a small plate of eggs and toast. With her wrists unfastened, Greta was able to feed herself and quench her thirst.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“You’ll eat, then shower. If you touch yourself, I’ll know.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb’s tone was stern. She pointed at two corners of the room, where Greta noticed wall-mounted high-tech cameras. Barb left the room, locking the door behind her.<br /><br /><br />To be <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/twisted-fairy-tale-4-hans-knees.html" target="_blank">continued ...</a></span><br />
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Posy Churchgatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02984394993825430163noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108223192203553635.post-42214401624481245572019-01-14T14:14:00.002-08:002019-01-19T15:17:00.124-08:00Twisted Fairy Tale #4<i style="color: purple; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This story is based on a Grimms fairy tale, which I have translated to our modern life, but it's still firmly a fantasy. </i><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb leered at his erection pressing against the thin blanket with a cruel glint in her eye. “After that I’ll supervise your ablutions.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hans realised he was ravenous, despite the slap up meal he and Greta had shared with her the night before. He used the bucket in the corner of the tiny room to relieve himself then sat down to eat, puzzling hard as to what Barb’s agenda might be. He was used to humiliation and corporal punishment at the hands of his previous Dom Theo, but it had all been consensual with safewords; soft and hard limits discussed and agreed ahead of time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">His head was heavy and his thoughts muddled as he poured himself a tall glass of water and began to chew the food. Hans wondered if the food or drink Barb had served them at her restaurant last night was drugged, because although she’d eaten and drunk with them in the deserted inn, and they’d found themselves discussing a mutual love of kink, he didn’t remember entering this cell like room or removing his clothes. Saying that, he couldn’t see his clothes? He checked the floor and the bed, to no avail.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hans wondered whether Greta was alright? Was she locked in a similar room, or had Barb taken her to bed? He’d seen the way the older woman devoured his slim companion with hungry eyes. Greta, being submissive to the core, had soaked up the attention, batting her lashes, flipping her hair and biting her bottom lip while using her most breathy voice. He’d take a guess that bi-sexual Greta had spent the night lapping at the older woman’s cunt and ass crack before curling up on a blanket beside her bed like a happy puppy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hans, however, wasn’t attracted to Barb. After imprisoning him overnight her domineering ways hardly seemed the right fit for him, but he wanted to stay with Greta, who he loved like a sister, so maybe he could adjust. They’d been together for years in the service of their previous Dom Theo, enjoying and experiencing all kinds of kinky fuckery until he’d had to cut them loose to go and care for his sick mother.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hans’ thoughts were interrupted by the clatter of a key at his door, heralding the return of new Domme Barb. This morning she looked nothing like the welcoming host they’d met last night having completely lost their way when the Sat Nav’s signal vanished. They’d driven around on a fruitless search for a hotel, the car’s fuel needle was nearly touching empty when they discovered the “Sweet Treat Inn”.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Finished? Good. Follow me, to the wet room.” Barb’s harsh voice broke into his reverie.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Used to not being allowed to wear clothes Hans stood, naked and unashamed, keen to discover the layout of the place. They walked down a corridor lined with identical doors, into a fully tiled shower space, with toilets and a changing room adjacent.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Prepare yourself. Use the facilities, wash and shave. Everywhere.” Barb’s eyes ran over the sprinkling of hair on his chest. “Use this douche, clean inside and out.” She gestured to a cupboard holding toiletries and bathroom supplies. “Moisturise your skin, I want you smooth as the day you were born.” Studying his legs and feet she said. “You’ll need more than 1 razor, and trim your toenails. I’ll return with what I intend you to wear.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Under the hot jets of the shower Hans wondered exactly what Barb had in store for him. He’d keept his sack and crack shaved for Theo who’d enjoyed licking and sucking his balls almost as much as deep throating his girthy dick. He was unsure, however, why she wanted his chest shaved or his nails short. Nevertheless he shaved, using copious amounts of soapy lather, changing razors when his hairs clogged the twin blades.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Having dried both hair and body, Hans massaged white lotion into his newly smooth skin, feeling the truth of his nakedness as he did. Aesthetically it was very pleasing, but exposing. This feeling only increased when viewing the items in the changing room: not clothes, but ladies’ lingerie. He rolled the stockings as he’d seen Greta do, unfurling them up his calves and thighs. Now the short toenails made sense, otherwise he would surely have laddered the sheer fabric.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Next item was a corset, which he struggled to fasten around his chest with the closely spaced hooks and eyes at the front, the lacing at the back meant it was loose against his body while four stretchy straps hung down to hold up the stockings. As he wrestled with their button and loop fastening, Barb marched back into the room with a fabric tape measure in hand.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Let’s tighten this,” she was brisk. Tightening the laces of the corset she pulled mercilessly until it gripped Hans and he began to gain a womanly shape. Next she fastened the straps, securing the stockings at the back. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Wait! I need to measure you first.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Matter-of-factly Barb noted his cock’s length and girth, cupping his testicles to assess them before opening a locked cupboard and returning with a plastic cock cage which she fastened around him and padlocked closed. Hans watched in numb astonishment as she added the keys to a silver chain around her neck.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Barb squirted lube on a metal butt plug and, without ceremony, pressed it against Hans’ crack, until with a stretch and a pop sensation it lodged inside him. The chill and weight made its presence felt instantly. It was not an unfamiliar feeling, and his cock tried to throb in happy acceptance of the plug, but the cage held him strictly, making no allowance for any stiffening or swelling. It forced him to think libido dampening thoughts in order to halt the discomfort.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Very nice,” Barb leered at him, before tucking breast fillers into the cups of the corset. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“Sit down,” she commanded, pressing him down onto the bench seating, then used a lipstick with a liner brush to paint his lips - the final act of his feminisation. She turned Hans to face the mirror. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Although he could only see himself down to the waist, he felt strange and slightly humiliated knowing the caricature of a woman who returned his look of anguish from his reflection was him. The boning and tightness of the bodice made him stand unnaturally straight with his shoulders back. He couldn’t easily look past the fake breasts to see his caged cock but it generated an uncomfortable tightness where it was fastened around his manhood and a heaviness from the cage and the padlock. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hans was very aware of the stockings on his legs, even with almost no movement he felt the sheen of fabric caressing his legs in a pleasant way. This would have caused a throbbing engorgement in his dick if it hadn’t been tightly held and weighed down by the chastity device. Instead the pain he felt at arousal had him groaning and wilting.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Happy January 2019 my Dark Darlings! Time for the first #SoSS, which I plan to run as a monthly feature this year - hence my questions have expanded. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">I hope you'll be just as fascinated as I am to get to know the charming Simon O'Neill better. He is a screenwriter and author (check out his <a href="https://www.amazon.co.uk/Blood-Eternal-Moon-Simon-Oneill-ebook/dp/B00U7XTIB2/ref=sr_1_10?ie=UTF8&qid=1547296574&sr=8-10&keywords=simon+o+neill+books" target="_blank">books on Amazon</a>). Currently he's working on a 'sexy ghost horror movie'. I loved his novel Blood of the Eternal Moon - you can read my <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2018/07/sizzling-sequel-hot-holiday-reading-i.html" target="_blank">review here</a>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">I can live my fantasies to my heart’s desire.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Phantom Bigfoot has eluded capture for an eternity and he told me how he can never be caught - he’s a werebigfoot which means when in danger of being seen he can revert to human form, of course dodging hunters’ bullets is still a royal pain in the butt.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Quirkiness and downright naughtiness!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>List 5 words you use to search for the content you want to read/view</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Vampire - Horror - Werewolf - Erotica - Ghosts</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Shibumi <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shibumi_(novel)" target="_blank">the book</a></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">No preference as when the mood takes me I could be anywhere, on a train, bus, driving, shopping, but if I had a bigfoot costume I could go into the woods to play.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">At my age just getting a hard on is a fantasy hehe!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Bigfoot because he’s da man!</span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Cary Grant and Katherine Hepburn from Bringing Up Baby one of my fave romcoms</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Jack Lemmon and Walter Matthau just to see their antics</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Not me but a teacher in my college was having an affair in his wife’s car and slipped a disc, rescue team had to cut the car in half and I always wondered what his excuse would be.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Wouldn’t bother with it as Phantom Bigfoot’s fingers are too chubby for a cell phone!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Tony Curtis kissing Marilyn Monroe.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Yours is the one I've accessed most Posy, as I can't find the time to seek out others while writing a sexy paranormal horror movie!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Thank you so much Simon for sharing your more ‘private’ side with me and my Dark Darlings! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">You can follow Simon on Twitter: <a href="https://twitter.com/SimoneillAuthor" target="_blank">@SimononeillAuthor</a>.</span><br />
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Posy Churchgatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02984394993825430163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108223192203553635.post-78765817544342061572019-01-08T14:01:00.000-08:002019-02-21T00:42:40.714-08:00Fairground Ride (part 2)<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Judy has arranged to meet the traveller guy she's become obsessed with at his trailer, you can <a href="https://posychurchgate.blogspot.com/2019/01/fairground-ride-part-1.html" target="_blank">read part 1 here</a>.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Judy ditched afternoon lectures to meet Evan. She left campus at lunch time and hurried home to shower and shave her legs and pussy, leaving the narrowest landing strip of close cut hair. Slathering herself with lotion Judy’s body was buzzing, a low level hum of excitement, she imagined how it would feel when he touched her. Similarly she’d selected her underwear picturing his reaction when he saw it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">She texted her friend Amanda details of where she was going, knowing there’d be disapproval, but she’d keep her liaison a secret. A chill of danger gave her goosebumps when she thought why it was important to let someone knowing her whereabouts. Then she caught the bus to the common where rainbow bright rides and sideshows littered the field, silent as if they were asleep.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Moving between the trailers, following Evan’s directions, other travelling folk were stirring. The smell of cooking wafted from several caravan. Judy heard doors banging and the sound of voices, she tried to move stealthily, hoping not to be seen. She located the trailer he’d described and rapped on the door. It swung out and there he stood, bare chested with his hair tousled. She felt incredibly shy faced with those slabs of abdominal muscle, her downcast eyes landed on the happy trail of hair which started at his navel and disappeared behind his waistband.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">He smiled his crooked smile and beckoned to her. As she stepped inside he leaned out to looked around, checking they weren’t observed. Judy trembled with nerves now she was there, a fly trapped within sticky webbing, but when her spider leaned in to lock lips in a kiss, she gladly surrendered. Adrenaline swirled in her core, a heady cocktail mixed with the lust which had began to surge as soon as she saw him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">“You look pretty, I’m so glad you came.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">She tried to look around the caravan, but he pulled her in for a kiss and she closed her eyes. His fingers slid up into her hair and she almost purred like a cat. His body was warm and hard against hers. Judy felt small and fragile.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">“Me too.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">“You smell of flowers, you always do.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">“It’s my perfume. Do you like it?”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">“I like everything about you. If I’d dreamed you I couldn’t have made you better. You remind me of a doll my sister used to have, I would undress it sometimes.” He locked eyes with her, and she felt his fingers nimbly loosening buttons. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Judy kept her eyes on his face, his pretty mouth, but she felt the fabric falling away, revealing small breasts in a lacy bra. Evan’s expression was rapt as he traced the curves of each with rough fingers before tugging down one cup to drag her nipple to an aching stalk.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">“Perhaps not quite like the doll then. She never wore any underwear.” His voice was husky and low as he pulled the other breast free of lace to tweak the opposite nipple.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">“Hello girls, want to play?” He spoke to her tits directly. Judy felt a clench in her pussy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Evan leaned forwards and licked first one nipple tip, gently like it was the tip of an ice cream cornet. He moved to the other side and swirled his warm wet tongue round that nipple too. Judy watched with fascination as he went from one to the other, increasing the teasing pressure a little each time until he was sucking each nipple towards the back of his throat making her positively growl with excitement. The strands of lust tightened from breasts to pussy like bowstrings.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Without realising she was doing it, Judy had gathered her pleated skirt up till it was bunched in her hands, displaying her tiny matching thong, not much bigger than an eye patch!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">“What have we here?” Evan’s voice was soft and low. His coaxing crooning tone had her melting. Yeah she felt it running between her thighs and butt cheeks, liquid lust.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">He sank to his knees in front of her, pushing her legs further apart. Judy burned with shame but also excitement as he devoured her with his eyes. She knew the thong barely covered anything and it was soaked with her juices by now.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">“Not so Sunday school after all!” he exclaimed with approval, kissing and nibbling his way from mid thigh into the hot recess of her pussy, where he licked and lapped. Judy was helpless to resist, lust had her in its irresistible grip. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">She’d never received oral before and it was driving her wild. She was marvelling at how much more pleasure a tongue could deliver than fingers when she felt Evan begin to stroke and tease her labia with his fingers too. She felt herself coming unravelled with his ministrations, as if she couldn’t identify what he was doing to which bits of her, but soon she became aware of a thrusting, pumping finger inside her while he suckled her clit.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">“Don’t stop!” she yelped, feverish with emotion. Far from stopping, Evan slid another finger inside and she began instinctively to buck her hips. “Oh Evan!” she couldn’t scramble a sentence together. “O fuck!”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Judy felt she might smash into smithereens, or float away if it wasn’t for his face at her pussy, holding her down.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Evan stood and wrestled with his jeans, dragging the flies open before pulling them off his legs.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">“You need to put on a condom!”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">“Shit!” his frustration was explosive.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">“There are some in my bag.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Evan scrabbled on the floor for her bag, passing it to Judy who produced a foil pack, which he snatched and tore open.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Through barely focused eyes Judy watched him pinch the end and roll it on. His member looked magnificently swollen, jutting from his pelvis with all his pride and aggression, like a mini me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As his cock rubbed her slick, juicy folds she groaned again. “Yes. Please.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Evan thrust his way in. She was engorged and buttery soft but his thrust speared into her core with a swoop of delight. She clutched at his bare back, fingers digging at his firm flesh while her legs curled around his waist to welcome his plunging, dipping hip action. Every thrust was like an electric charge and she would swallow him into her if she could. His hard member sawed in and out, reminding Judy of the bobbing horses on a merry-go-round; she thrust up to meet him as his pole fucked her hole.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">“Such a dirty girl after all,” Evan growled close to her ear encouraging Judy to pump harder against him. Her mound ground on his pelvis with every thrust, she felt the sparks of her orgasm ignite as she did. A languor filled her limbs even whilst an urgency was building. She was thrilled to be his dirty girl, her own daring delighted her. Seizing the moment, she'd take her pleasure where she could.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Evan’s pace became frantic so Judy strived harder, an orgasm almost in her grasp.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">“Fuuuck!” Evan groaned. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">His final thrust was deeper and harder, Judy was also tipped over, gasping and throbbing. Her eyes squeezed shut hard enough to see stars while her pelvis twitched. Every muscle seemed to clutch as she wrung final drops of come from his cock with her pussy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">They cleaned up with tissues and a sense of awkwardness. Her clothes were rumpled and her hair needed a brush as she stepped down from his trailer and looked into his beautiful face with it’s brash grin.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">“Will I see you tonight Judy?”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">“Perhaps, I’m not sure if I can get away.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Then Judy turned and left, making herself put one foot in front of the other. Not to run back to him, for one last kiss, one last fumble under the covers took more strength than she anticipated. It was better to end it this way. She’d had her adventure, she’d scratched that itch and now she needed to consign it to the past. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As she stood at the bus stop, texting Amanda that she was on the way home, she felt a squeeze to her heart wondering whether he would be looking out for her tonight.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>This story was submitted for Marie's <a href="http://wickedwednesday.rebelsnotes.com/2019/01/prompt-345/" target="_blank">#WickedWednesday </a>meme, for the prompt <b>then and now</b>, which is quite apt for a story in 2 parts. Click the link for other smutty goodness.</i></span><br />
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