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Lisa Ann

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Date of Birth 9 May 1972 , Easton, Pennsylvania, USABirth Name Lisa Anne CorporaHeight 5' 2" (1.57 m)Mini Bio (1)Lisa Ann, a scintillating dark-haired beauty who only grows more appealing with age, graced the porn scene between 1993 and 1994. Her exhibitionist talents first began on stage as an erotic dancer during her college years in 1990, when she later became a certified ...
Date of Birth 9 May 1972 , Easton, Pennsylvania, USABirth Name Lisa Anne CorporaHeight 5' 2" (1.57 m)Mini Bio (1)Lisa Ann, a scintillating dark-haired beauty who only grows more appealing with age, graced the porn scene between 1993 and 1994. Her exhibitionist talents first began on stage as an erotic dancer during her college years in 1990, when she later became a certified dental assistant. In 1997 she quit the porn business due to an AIDS scare. During her time away she returned to dancing in strip clubs around the United States. Later she returned to the industry as first an agent and then eventually as a performer again. It was during this time she founded Clear Talent Management, which later was renamed Lisa Ann's Talent Management, based in California. She is perhaps best known as of 2008 and 2009 for her on-camera portrayal of right-wing politician Sarah Palin in the porn parody Who's Nailin' Paylin? (2008). Lisa's over-a-decade career continues with great strength as her popularity grows. She is perhaps one of the most popular performers in the "MILF" and "Cougar" genres of the porn industry....

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People being used as sextoys, furniture (forniphilia), or other inanimate objects.​Treating ​people like ​tools or ​toys, as if they had no ​feelings, ​opinions, or ​rights of ​their own.Sexual objectification is the act of treating a person as an instrument of sexual pleasure. Objectification more broadly means treating a person as a commodity or an object with...
People being used as sextoys, furniture (forniphilia), or other inanimate objects.​Treating ​people like ​tools or ​toys, as if they had no ​feelings, ​opinions, or ​rights of ​their own.Sexual objectification is the act of treating a person as an instrument of sexual pleasure. Objectification more broadly means treating a person as a commodity or an object without regard to their personality or dignity. Objectification is most commonly examined at the level of a society, but can also refer to the behavior of individuals.The concept of sexual objectification and, in particular, the objectification of women, is an important idea in feminist theory and psychological theories derived from feminism. Many feminists regard sexual objectification as deplorable and as playing an important role in gender inequality. However, some social commentators argue that some modern women objectify themselves as an expression of their empowerment.Female sexual objectification by a male involves a woman being viewed primarily as an object of male sexual desire, rather than as a whole person. Although opinions differ as to which situations are objectionable, some feminists see objectification of women taking place in the sexually oriented depictions of women in advertising and media, women being portrayed as weak or submissive through pornography, images in more mainstream media such as advertising and art, stripping and prostitution, men brazenly evaluating or judging women sexually or aesthetically in public spaces and events, such as beauty contests, and the presumed need for cosmetic surgery, particularly breast enlargement and labiaplasty.Ariel Levy contends that Western women who exploit their sexuality by, for example, wearing revealing clothing and engaging in lewd behavior, engage in female self-objectification, meaning they objectify themselves. While some women see such behaviour as a form of empowerment, Levy contends that it has led to greater emphasis on a physical criterion or sexualization for women's perceived self-worth, which Levy calls "raunch culture".Levy discusses this phenomenon in "Female Chauvinist Pigs: Women and the Rise of Raunch Culture". Levy followed the camera crew from the "Girls Gone Wild" video series, and argues that contemporary America's sexualized culture not only objectifies women, it encourages women to objectify themselves. In today's culture, Levy writes, the idea of a woman participating in a wet T-shirt contest or being comfortable watching explicit pornography has become a symbol of feminist strength.Others contest feminist claims about the objectification of women. Camille Paglia holds that "Turning people into sex objects is one of the specialties of our species." In her view, objectification is closely tied to (and may even be identical with) the highest human faculties toward conceptualization and aesthetics. Individualist feminist Wendy McElroy says, given that 'objectification' of women means to make women into sexual objects; it is meaningless because, 'sexual objects', taken literally, means nothing because inanimate objects do not have sexuality. She continues that women are their bodies as well as their minds and souls, and so focusing on a single aspect should not be "degrading"._____________________________________Essential group rules:1. Group members uploading off-topic material will be immediately removed.2. We apply a broad concept of what "objectification" means as we aspire to explore the phenomenon. 3. Owners and administrators of misogynist and women hate groups will be deleted.4. You can use English, German, or French in the group forum. Gern auch auf Deutsch im Gruppenforum. Usage de la langue francaise bienvenu dans le forum....

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One of my fantasy stories,,

We arrange to meet at a hotel in the bar, you arrive first and i arrive ten minutes later.
You sit at a table and i sit at the bar, you sit looking at me, i glance at you and smile and turn myself on my bar stool so im facing you.
I part my legs slightly so my coat falls open showing my thigh length boots.
You then stand and walk past me without saying a word but place a piece of paper on the bar as you pass, you head towards the lift and glance at me before entering the lift.
Your room number is on the piece of paper.
I finish my drink and follow you to your room, i knock on the door and you let me in still without a word spoken.
I follow you in, take off my coat and stand in front of you looking into your eyes, i slip my dress from my shoulders and let it fall to the floor, you place your hands on my shoulders and slowly push me down to my knees. I begin to rub your cock through your pants feeling it growing and getting hard, i begin to open your pants and gently take out your cock and begin to kiss, lick and stroke it, holding it against my face worshiping its beauty and strength.
I place my lips around your cock and begin to slowly slide you into my mouth pushing down on it as far as i can to take your full length until you are fully in my throat making me gag before pulling back to see your cock dripping and wet from my saliva.
I continue to deep throat you more until you grab my hair and stop me.
You then move me towards the bed, push me face down onto the bed and kick my legs apart.
then you place a pillow under my hips so my ass is pushed upwards.still without a work spoken between us.
I feel your breath by my ear and your weight pressing on me then the tip of your cock against my pussy, you hold it there for a moment and then push it deep and hard inside me, filling me and stretching my tight pussy making me cum.
You carry on fucking me really hard and slip a finger in my ass which gives me a massive orgasm.
You pull your cock out of my pussy and stand over me, you grab my hands and place one on each of my ass cheeks and gesture me to spread them apart which i do.
I can feel your thick cock against my ass, again you hold it there for a few moments.
Then you slowly force your cock into my ass, stretching it as never before and begin slowly fucking my ass.
You start speeding up, faster, harder, i can feel your cock swelling inside my ass, your almost ready to cum.
Suddenly you pull out of me, grab my arm and spin me round and pull my head towards your cock, you force it into my mouth and start to fuck my face, then you stop and hold your cock deep in my mouth, i feel it swell and throb as you pump your hot cum into my mouth and down my throat and i greedily swallow it then lick and suck your cock clean.
You then grab me by the hair and move me across the floor too the bathroom, you lift me up and over into the bath.
Then standing in front of me you start to piss on my face and body. you then gently put your soft cock in my mouth and start to piss again so i have to swallow it.
When youve finished you turn the shower on me and throw me a towel, still not a word spoken.
You step back, throw my dress at me and open the door for me to leave...i slip my dress on, pick up my coat and leave.....still without a word spoken between us.

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Swinging couple who play together and alone, anything goes, i like pee play, being dommed and old men xxx
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Pauline The Slut - Part 25: Making Movies

The three of us left the shop and headed for Tony's house. Tony's wife, Terri, met us at the door. Tony introduced her to my husband and me as the slut. She kissed and hugged my husband and then turned to me.

"Take that bodysuit off." I looked at her in disbelief. Then she slapped me across the face. "Your a slut and you'll be treated like a slut in this house. Now get stripped or we'll tie you to a tree, whip you and leave you there for the night." Then she slapped me across the face again.

I looked at my husband. He was smiling. I slowly started to take off the bodysuit. She put a collar on me and attached a leash to it.

"On all fours, slut." she said. She then took a butt plug with a dogs tail and stuck it in my ass. "You'll stay on all fours when you're in my house." She then led me on the lead into the house. The two men followed, laughing at the tail wagging out of my ass.

I was told to lie by the fire while they sat down with some drinks. Then Terri had me act like a dog, barking, panting, lift my leg as if peeing and hump her leg the way dogs do. The men thought this was great fun. We then had dinner. I had to go under the table and the three of them fed me bits from their plates. There was a dog bowl with water in it for me to drink. After dinner they sat in the back garden watching the sunset while I lay beside Terri's chair. Later she walked down the garden picked up a stick and threw it. I had to fetch and bring it back in my mouth. She kept doing this for about 15 minutes. Then I had to pee against a tree with my leg cocked. My husband took out his phone and filmed me. I heard him say to Tony "Beth is going to love this."


I was brought to the bedroom on the leash. There was a giant bed against the wall and at the end of the bed raised on a platform level with the bed was a cage. Terri walked me over to the cage opened it and told me to get inside. I hesitated and she kicked me in the ass. "Get in slut." I climbed into the cage. It was just about high enough for me on all fours and there was no room to turn so that I remained facing the way I got in, looking at the bed. I heard Terri lock the cage.


The three of them then stripped and got on the bed. For the next few hours they had sex while I watched from the cage. Every so often one of the men would come over and have me suck their cock through the cage or Terri would come over and take a load of cum from her cunt or her ass and have me lick it off her hand. Once she came over with a mouthful and spat it in my face.

They eventually fell asleep and I followed with an uncomfortable night's sleep in the cage.


The next morning they showered and had breakfast while I was brought a bowl of water and food and told to eat. After I'd eaten Terri took me out of the cage and brought me down to the garden she pointed to a tree and told me to go piss. I did so. When I came back she had me lie on the grass with my legs apart. She then turned on the hose, full power and hosed me down starting at my cunt. When she finished she threw me a towel and my bodysuit and heels. "We'll be waiting for you in the car."


As we drove away from the house, Terri handed me a drink and then a folder. I opened it and started to read. "What's this?"

"Your movie premiere was such a success we've decided it's time you made a professional porn movie." my husband answered. "Terri is a director and you are going to star in a couple of her movies. I'm going to make some more money out of that slut body of yours. Now read your script."

I started to cry. Of all the things that had happened over the past 8 months I never expected this. Terri shouted at me "Stop snivelling you stupid whore and read the script. I don't want you fucking up my movie."

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I read the script. I was to be the mother of a bride getting ready for her wedding day. Me, the bride and her younger sister were going to be in the bedroom putting on her wedding dress. My husband and son would be downstairs when three black men break into the house. They tie up my husband and son, come upstairs, rape the three of us and then drag us downstairs where I'm to have sex with my son while the bride has sex with her father. The younger daughter sucks off the three men while this is happening.

We arrived at a large house set back from the road. There were trucks and cars parked out front and a lot of activity going on. We got out of the car, Terri greeted everyone. We went into the house where I was introduced to the cast. The three black men I already knew. The bride was to be played by Lena, the young girl who was on the bench in the movie at Tony's. The girl playing her sister, Jemma, looked only 15/16, though she assured me she was 18 and going to college. My husband was a much older man, Tim, bronzed and grey hair while my son, Dave, looked like a college football center. I was handed another drink and sent to make up.


When we were all dressed and made up, the three of us went to the bedroom. There were cameras and lights just like a real movie set with men and women hanging around. Terri came in. "These girls are professionals and know what to do so don't you mess it up. You are to look frightened, fight these men off and when they drag you downstairs you are to protest when they tell you to suck and fuck your son. Lots of screaming and lots of tears. They are going to slap and throw you around to make this realistic."


Then the filming started. The girls looked really scared and fought the men off as if their lives depended on it. I almost believed it to be real. I tried my best to do the same. After a few hours filming upstairs and downstairs Terri was satisfied and she called a halt. We were all exhausted. There was a buffet lunch set out in the garden. All the crew and cast ate and seemed to be enjoying themselves. I sat there quietly wondering how I had landed myself in this situation. Terri came over and topped up my drink. She then handed me a script. "This is for your next movie. We'll be starting in about an hour." I was shocked. I wasn't expecting to do another movie so soon.

I read the script. "No, this can't be right." I thought. I searched for my husband. He was talking to Lena and Jemma. I ran over to him. "Have you seen this."


"No, what is it."

It's the script for this afternoon's movie. I can't do this. You can't make me do this."


"What are you talking about?"

"This is a lesbian movie. I'm to play a mother and I'm supposed to seduce my daughter whose name is Therese. That's our daughter's name. I can't do that."


"Oh, I'll talk to Terri."


He went over to Terri and they were in conversation for a few minutes. He came back "She can't change the daughter's name. This is a special film for an important client. You'll have to do it."

"I won't do it."

He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me over to the lunch table and threw me across it. Terri came over with an electric prod which she pressed against my buttock. My body rocked with the strength of the shock. She pressed again on my other buttock.



"Stop, Help me." I screamed. Those around the table just looked on smiling. They turned me around and pressed it into my right breast and then my left one. I was thrashing about on the table. She then lowered the prod and drove it into my cunt. "No don't." I pleaded.


"Are you going to make the movie." She asked.

"Please can we change the daughters name." I begged.

"Not possible." Her finger hovered above the red button on the prod. "What's it to be, Make the movie or fried cunt."


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I sobbed "I'll do it."



"Read you script and be ready in an hour." She and my husband walked away leaving me there, shattered and sobbing. The rest of the crowd went back to their conversations.



An hour later, I was back in the house ready for the next movie. Jemma came in to the room. She looked even younger dressed in a school uniform with her hair in pigtails. She came over to me and kissed me on the cheek. "Hello Mummy." she laughed. Terri arrived with the electric prod. "OK you know what to do. I want to hear you use your daughter's name a lot. You are going to have to persuade and pressurise her in the opening scene until she succumbs. Any fuck ups and this gets rammed into your cunt. We'll film that as well."


The filming began. Jemma arrives home from school and comes to the lounge and says hello. She sits on the couch beside me. I look at her and tell her how beautiful she is and how much I love her. I move beside her on the couch. She looks at me as I put my arm around her shoulder and stroke her hair.

Terri picks up a big board and points to it. My daughter's name is on it. I looked at Jemma. "Therese, you have become such a beautiful sexy young women." She starts to become uncomfortable. I then lean in and kiss her on the lips. She pushes me back "Mom, what are your doing." I kiss her again this time pinning her to the couch. She struggles to get up by I hold her down kissing her neck, feeling her breasts.

"Please Mom, stop."

"It's ok Therese, Mummy loves you and is going to make you a women."


I slip my hand up her short school skirt. She tries to push it away but with me nibbling her ear and my other hand unbuttoning her school blouse, she is losing the battle. I then return to her mouth, kissing her. After a few seconds she starts to respond and returns my kiss. Soon she allows me to remove her white blouse, then her bra. I start to caress and knead her young barely developed breasts while continuing to kiss her passionately.

I then bend down and suck on her nipple while slipping my hand inside her white school panties. "Oh Mom." She moans. I take her by the hand and lead her upstairs to the bedroom. I remove my clothes and then her remaining clothes before we lie on the bed. I kiss her.

"I love you Therese, I've wanted to make love to you for so long." I explore her body finishing at her cunt. I then spread them wide for the camera and start to kiss and lick her cunt and ass. She responds for the camera.



After a while I reach under one of the pillows and take out a pink strap-on. "Mummy is going to fuck Therese's little cunt before all those boys ruin it." I then mount her and fuck her hard before turning her over and doing her from behind. She orgasms several times. When I'm finished, I lie back on the bed "Now Therese, time for you to taste Mummy's cunt."

I guide her head down between my legs and she starts to eat me until I orgasm.


When the filming finished, Terri comes over and takes me by the hand. As we leave the bedroom I see my husband get on the bed and Jemma take his cock in her mouth. Terri brought me to the next bedroom and threw me on the bed. The crew and others followed. There were about 20 of them.

"She's all yours boys. There's beer in the box over there. Make sure your fuck all her holes real good." I tried to make it to the door but I was grabbed by several hands and dragged back to the bed.

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I confess I hate my peaceful upbringing. By that I mean that my parents and all the surrounding people always said, violence was no solution. As a child you dig that. You dig that so strong that you don't increase your strength because you don't need it as violence was no solution. Women don't respect you cause you cannot win through without a basis in strength. I told my parents about being beaten and all they did was say "violence is no solution".

Even now I still have this belief that was proven false a zillion times in my life instilled in myself. I think the reason why my punches are still weak stem from this. And the pieces of shit called my parents still think what they did was right.

And others tune in. No one looks at violence as an opportunity all they do is judge even the slightest amount of violence. All of that while the state uses violence on a daily basis. And when I was attacked, instead of suggesting to learn how to fight - and what is more to support me doing that(there are more than enough reasons to stop martial arts) they said the one attacking was stupid and did something wrong. That's all. He did something wrong. Yeah right. He shagged beautiful women, he accomplished an university degree and he beat me. And all these pieces of shit say is "he did something wrong". As if he cared.

The tip of iceberg: I told my mother I was attacked recently and she said, you are old enough you should be able to defend yourself.

All my life she prepared me for helplessness just to tell me that a man should be able to do X and Y just because he is grown up..

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I've recently been divorced not wanting to date or get into a relationship so I've been trying out massage parlors. Easy to get laid and no drama . 2 weeks ago went to try a new place called set up a time said they aren't busy come any time. I was only 10 min away so I was there in 15 . As soon as I walked in the door I knew this was going to be a place I visit as much as possible. 2 beautiful Chinese early 20 ish lady's greeted me and took me to my room. They told me to get undressed and lay down on the table and left . Few minutes later a older lady walks in she looks to be in her early 40 cute but not even close to the other 2 and starts massaging my shoulders . After seeing the other 2 I was disappointed but she was alright looking good enough for a Bj. After a few minutes we start talking about things to do in my town she wasn't from around here . Told her I don't go out much got a divorce recently not really in the mood to go out and have a good time . She asked if I had a girlfriend i told her no that my ex wife turned out to be cheating on me for awhile so I think I'm going to stay single. She told me to stay away from the white girls and get me a good Chinese girl . I laughed at her and told her she was Chinese at least half was the other Thai. And that was why i could understand her broken english so good because the ex's mom talked just like her. We bs a little longer and then she told me to flip over on my back she would be right back.
I flipped over and waited for what seemed like 10 min and was starting to get pissed finally she comes back in followed by one of the two girls that meet me at the door . She had a big smile on her face and said that she and her trainee was going to show me how full blooded Chinese treat men. They both strip off the clothes one straddles my legs and to my surprise the younger one does the same to my chest with her surprisingly unchinese bubble butt facing me . She started inching her way back till her ass was almost sitting on my face . I could 4 hands massaging my and dick and balls . I couldn't help myself having that ass so close to my face and not do anything. It looked and smelled so good I had to dive in. It didn't take long for her to start moaning and me to tell them to slow down l wanted this to last as long as possible. The older one asked if I like to have more room and said the couch in the room made into a bed . We all jumped of the table through the cushions off and pulled the bed out . She pushed me onto the bed and said it was her turn now and straddles my head while the trainee started sucking my dick . Her pussy smelled and tasted just as good as the younger ones did and I went to town on it. She was grabbing my head grinding my face with her puss until she started shaking and moaning and trying to pull away but I wasn't going to stop till she begged me to stop so I grabbed ahold of her waist a buried my tongue deep inside her. She started moaning and shaking and I was about to explode from one of the best BJ's I've ever got so I let go of her hips and she rolled off my face and laid down beside us . I had to stop the other soon I was going to blow my load but it was so hard to stop her once i saw that beautiful face bobbing up and down on my sick of the . I think she could since I was close and stopped sucking and started kissing my stomach and working her way up to my nipples biting them softly . As she started kissing my neck is could feel her wet puss slide up and down my cock . For a split second l was going to stop her and put on a rubber but all that flew out the window as she reached back and guided it in her now almost dripping wet snatch. As she sat up i was amazed how young and beautiful with what I think was the most perfect body I've ever seen and how lucky I was. I knew I wasn't going to last long with her perfect little titties bouncing in front of me plus she was squeezing my shaft every time she went down. I might of lasted maybe 5 min til I told her I was about to cum she jumped off and started sucking my cock til I felt like I blew the biggest load of my life right in her mouth and she never slowed down one bit . After she sucked me dry she came up and laid down beside me and laid her head on my shoulder then I felt the same thing happen on my other side which kinda surprised me I forgot she was still there and kinda felt a little bad for forgetting her but she didn't act like it bother her .
We laid in the bed for a few minutes to catch our breath then I told them I had to get going . Asked how much I owed them they said it was on the house because she was a trainee I thanked them and gave both of them big tips and said I would be back as soon as I recovered my strength . Just when I was about she whispered in my ear that's how a true Chineses women treat men .

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In the neon-drenched streets of Neo-Tokyo, a tale of desire, captivity, and cybernetic intrigue unfolds. The year is 2077, and the world is a bleak landscape of corporate-controlled cities, where the line between human and machine is blurred. This is a story of Sarah, a young woman caught in a dark web of passion and power.

Chapter 1: Abduction

The rain-soaked streets of the Red Light District glistened under the neon lights, casting an eerie glow on the shadowy figures that lurked in the alleys. Jake, a seasoned private eye, navigated these streets with a sense of cautious familiarity. He had been hired to find Sarah, the girlfriend of a wealthy businessman, who had mysteriously disappeared.

Jake's investigation led him to a seedy nightclub called "Neo-Eden." The bouncer, a cybernetic brute with mechanical arms, granted him entry after a subtle exchange of credits. Inside, the club pulsed with synthetic music and the hum of cybernetic enhancements.

Across the room, Jake spotted Sarah. She was dressed in a revealing outfit, her once innocent eyes now smoldered with a mix of fear and desire. She was dancing sensually, clearly under some sort of influence, her movements alluring and hypnotic.

As Jake made his way towards her, a burly man with a scarred face and cybernetic implants stepped into his path. "This one is reserved, mate. Back off." Jake recognized the type: a enforcer for one of the syndicates that ran the underground sex trade.

A tense standoff ensued, but Jake's hand hovered over his concealed pistol, a custom-made smart-gun with neural links. "I'm taking her with me," he stated calmly.

The enforcer smirked. "Over my dead body."

In an instant, the club erupted into chaos. Jake's gun sang an electric melody as he fired, the neural links allowing him to target with deadly precision. The enforcer fell, his cybernetic enhancements failing him in the face of Jake's advanced weaponry.

Grabbing Sarah's hand, Jake pulled her through the club, dodging a hail of bullets and the panicked crowd. They burst out into the rainy alleyway, the neon lights reflecting off the puddles like distorted dreams.

Gasping for breath, Sarah turned to Jake, her eyes wide. "Thank you... but how did you find me?"

Jake's expression softened as he helped her into his hovercar. "Your boyfriend hired me. He never gave up hope."

As the car sped through the neon-dripping streets, Sarah shivered, her body still buzzing from the drugs that had been pumped into her system. "What did they do to me...?"

Chapter 2: Captivity

In a sleek, chrome-plated chamber, Sarah found herself imprisoned. The room was sparse, with cold metal walls and a single observation window. She felt the weight of unseen eyes watching her every move. Her body still ached from the rough treatment she had endured since her abduction.

A synthetic voice echoed through the chamber. "Subject Sarah, your training begins now. You will learn to obey and please."

Sarah's captors were experts in the art of breaking down their captives, both physically and mentally. They subjected her to a regimen of sexual conditioning, using a combination of drugs, cybernetic implants, and behavioral modification. Her willpower was slowly eroded, replaced by a burning desire to please her masters.

Day by day, Sarah's resistance faded. The implants in her body, designed to heighten pleasure and induce compliance, ensured that any attempt to defy her captors resulted in overwhelming sensations that left her begging for more. She became a slave to her own desires, her body responding involuntarily to their commands.

The observers behind the one-way mirror studied her every reaction, taking meticulous notes. They were scientists, engineers, and psychologists, refining their techniques to create the perfect pleasure slave. To them, Sarah was a specimen, a test subject for their twisted experiments.

As the days turned into weeks, Sarah's identity began to fracture. Her memories of her previous life faded, replaced by a singular focus: to serve and satisfy. The implants in her body and mind ensured that any thoughts of escape or rebellion were swiftly punished by a flood of painful stimuli.

Chapter 3: The Syndicate

The syndicate behind Sarah's abduction was known as "The Lotus Network," a powerful organization that operated in the shadows of Neo-Tokyo. They specialized in providing exotic pleasures to the city's elite, and Sarah was intended to be their crown jewel.

At the heart of the syndicate was a mysterious figure known only as "Mother Lotus." She was a master manipulator, a former psychologist who had embraced the potential of cybernetics and mind control. Mother Lotus orchestrated the transformation of captives like Sarah, molding them into obedient servants.

Mother Lotus observed Sarah's progress with a critical eye. "Her transformation is impressive. She has become a true hedonist, a slave to her desires. But we must ensure her loyalty remains unwavering."

To solidify Sarah's loyalty, Mother Lotus employed a combination of rewards and punishments. When Sarah pleased her captors, she was granted moments of exquisite pleasure, the likes of which she had never known before. But any act of defiance resulted in cruel deprivation, leaving her yearning for the release only they could provide.

Over time, Sarah's identity as a captive sex slave became entrenched. She was paraded before potential clients, her beauty and skills on full display. The syndicate profited immensely from her, and she became a sought-after commodity in the underground world of Neo-Tokyo.

Chapter 4: Escape

Months passed, and Sarah's hope of rescue faded. The drugs and implants had taken their toll, but a small spark of defiance remained deep within her. It was this spark that caught the attention of an underground resistance group known as the "Neo-Liberators."

The Neo-Liberators were a rogue collective of hackers and freedom fighters, dedicated to dismantling the syndicates that controlled Neo-Tokyo. They had been monitoring the activities of The Lotus Network, and Sarah's plight had become a symbol of the city's oppression.

One of the Neo-Liberators, a young hacker named Lex, managed to infiltrate the syndicate's systems. He discovered Sarah's true identity and the horrific experiments she had endured. Determined to free her, Lex devised a daring plan.

Lex manipulated the syndicate's systems, creating a momentary lapse in Sarah's security. During a routine transfer between chambers, Sarah found herself unguarded for the first time since her capture. It was her chance, and she took it.

Sarah fled through the sterile corridors, her heart pounding. The implants in her body screamed for release, but she pushed through the pain, driven by her desire for freedom. She reached an air vent and squeezed herself inside, scraping her skin on the metal grates.

The vent led her to the sewers below the city, a dark and putrid world untouched by neon lights. She stumbled through the filth, her once pristine body now bruised and battered. Finally, she emerged into an abandoned warehouse, collapsing from exhaustion.

Chapter 5: Redemption

The Neo-Liberators found Sarah and took her to their hidden base, a fortified safe haven in the heart of the city. There, she met other survivors of the sex slave trade, each with their own tales of horror and resilience.

Under the guidance of the Neo-Liberators, Sarah began the long and painful process of recovery. They helped her remove the implants, purging the syndicate's control over her body and mind. It was a traumatic journey, but with each step, Sarah reclaimed a piece of her former self.

As Sarah healed, her anger toward her captors grew. She learned of the many lives destroyed by The Lotus Network and the corruption that ran deep within Neo-Tokyo's elite. She realized that her freedom was tied to the downfall of the syndicates.

Together with the Neo-Liberators, Sarah became a force for change. She used her unique insights to infiltrate and sabotage the syndicate's operations. Her beauty and skills became weapons, turning clients against the syndicates and spreading dissent from within.

One by one, the syndicates fell, their leaders exposed and brought to justice. Mother Lotus, the architect of Sarah's captivity, was unmasked and put on trial. The city of Neo-Tokyo underwent a revolution, as the truth about the sex slave trade came to light.

In the aftermath, Sarah stood tall, a symbol of resilience and redemption. Her story inspired others to rise up against the oppressive forces that had controlled their lives. Neo-Tokyo began to heal, and a new era of freedom and cybernetic empowerment emerged.

As the city rebuilt, Sarah looked towards the future. Her experiences had left her forever changed, but she embraced the strength that came from surviving the unthinkable. With the Neo-Liberators by her side, she continued to fight for a world where no one would suffer the fate she had endured.

And so, in the neon-lit streets of Neo-Tokyo, a new legend was born. A tale of a captive turned liberator, a woman who rose from the depths of despair to shine a light in the darkest corners of the city. Sarah's story became a beacon, a reminder that even in a world of cybernetic enhancements and corporate control, the human spirit could never be truly enslaved.

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A week after attending the party, Cheryl said that Steven told her they had pictures of us naked and video of me. He began dropping by our apartment, sometimes unexpectedly. Inevitably, they would end up in her bedroom. Cheryl was nearing completion of her supervisory training and did what she could to maintain good relations with him. One such night the subject of those pictures and videos arose. I questioned him about what they were doing with them; and, he told me that I would have to ask his friend Kevin. He showed me a couple of my pics on his cell, that confirmed what Cheryl had told me, and said that Kevin wanted to see me again. I said that I had no interest in seeing him; and, Steven said that he strongly recommended that I do. He said that he gave Kevin my cell number.

A few days later, Kevin called and asked me to dinner. I said that I wanted to talk about the pics; and, he said we could talk about them at dinner two days later. I know I shouldn't have gone; but, dumb ole me! When he picked me up that night, he was driving a Mercedes SUV and took me to a very nice downtown restaurant on the river front. We ordered a bottle of wine and drank half of it before our entrees were served. We both ordered seafood, which was excellent. He was very entertaining and funny and told me about his background. He was about 6'2" and one of the blackest black men I have seen. He said that he was from Nigeria, where his father was a tribal chief. He was the youngest of seven children and, like his five older brothers, he was sent to America for a college education. After graduation, he started a couple of businesses and was a partner in two more with men I had met at the party. I asked about the businesses and he would only explain that they were related to nutrician and wellness. Eventually, I asked about the pics. He said that we couldn't discuss that at the restaurant but would talk afterwards.

After leaving the restaurant, he took me to his apartment in a high-rise building along the Detroit river. It was decorated in an African style motif with heads of animals on the walls and animal skins draped over the couch and on the wall. His family crest was on the wall with crossed spears. He went to the kitchen and returned with two drinks. He said that it was a celebratory drink from his homeland that was used to honor special occasions. He was giving it to me because "I was most beautiful". It tasted slightly bitter but not unpleasant. It was very relaxing and I my vagina started to itch. I asked again about the pics and this time he showed me a few on his phone, then projected some video on his tv screen. The vids showed me having passionate sex with four men including himself. It also appeared that it was consensual. He said that the vids were his treasures and would keep them private if I became his friend.

As I watched, he moved close to me on the couch and began caressing my arm and leg. My itching became more intense; and, I could feel my pussy lubricating and my nipples hardening. My brain was in a fog as he kissed me with thick lips and slid his tongue between my parted lips. His hand went under my skirt and fingers worked my pussy through my panties. He whispered compliments and sexual comments in my ear. He pulled my sweater over my head and my tits out of my bra and began sucking on them with his thick lips. He unzipped my skirt and pushed his hand under the waistband of my panties and his thick fingers into my wet pussy. It felt soo good but didn't relieve the itching. He encouraged me to free his cock from his pants and feel its warmth and strength. I felt very warm and aroused and needed little encouragement. After I had that big black cock in my hand and I pumped it a few times, he pulled my face close and rubbed his cock along my cheeks and lips. I licked it from top to bottom as he guided my face from his cock to his big black nuts. I licked them also before capturing his cock in my mouth. His cock was more than 10" long with a protruding vein that snaked along it. I sucked as much of that monster as I could get in my mouth. He told me to swallow as he tried to push it into my throat. No luck there, I wasn't ready yet. He finished taking my clothes off and led me to his bedroom. Like the living room, his bed had an animal skin for a comforter. It was wildly exotic.

Once on his bed, he licked and sucked on my pussy until I exploded. My orgasm was probably the strongest that I had ever experienced. I was literally seeing stars. Then he licked the cum from my legs and pussy and hovered over me while he guided his cock into me. He went slowly giving me time to adjust to his girth until he had stuffed me with every inch. Then he began long slow strokes. Each time, it felt like a bolt of electricity taking me from empty to stuffed to empty again, only empty craved to be stuffed again. When my hips began reaching for him, he changed to pulling out slowly then slamming back into me. That quickly drove me to my second orgasm. Then, he gave me his cock to lick clean. Next, he pulled me on top of him. He squeezed my tits and pulled on my nipples while I rode his cock to another orgasm. He still had not cum. He put me in the doggie position with my ass up and my head down and squirted a generous amount of lube in my ass. Then positioned his cock at its entrance and pressed his knobby head into me. He could get only half inside me and tried different angles to get deeper. The lube helped a lot and he kept trying until he was balls deep. Initially, I felt a lot of pressure and some pain but the drink also relaxed my muscles and the pain lessened as he found the right angle and went deeper. Once inside, I fucked him with my ass with short slow strokes until we both had another orgasm.

While driving me home, he thanked me for being his friend and told me not to worry about the pictures.

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I confess my name is Joe Christfag. I'm a member of an 85% majority group who acts like a persecuted minority. I expect to be unconditionally respected, and never criticized, for believing in the literal truth of some mythological fables written by unknown authors thousands of years ago.

I act like my entire way of life is under assault whenever an irreligious person tells me I believe silly things for silly reasons. I claim to be convinced I'm going to live forever in a perfect wonderland of eternal awesomeness, but my doubt shows through when I get hysterically defensive over any perceived slight of my belief system.

In the end, I know deep down my religion is a huge load of bullshit, but I could never muster the strength of character to actually admit it. I'll just go through the motions and pretend to believe, for not better reason than because it's the same load of shit my parents, grandparents, and ancestors all believed. I pretend my religion is an affirming and uplifting thing, when in fact it instills me with nothing but guilt and fear.

I can never properly appreciate the beauty and wonder of this world and the universe it inhabits, because I'm supposed to act like this existence is some minor, insignificant preamble to another, better, more important existence.

I go to a special building once a week where I metaphorically cannibalize a dead carpenter so as to win the favor of his father the magical sky-god, but I accuse other faiths of having strange, creepy rituals.

I'm Joe Christfag, and I approve this message.

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Daddy Don't Play That (Hard Limit 01: Passive Aggression & Ignoring)

This journal entry was written in response to a post and its subsequent discussions in in two FetLife groups. Posting it in full, here, because though most will attempt to say it isn't so, there's no denying for me that the DD/girl relationship is quite different from other D/s relationships and before you respond with the usual aphorisms, yes, indeed I know that every relationship is different.

It's my hope that this will spur a discussion that will help Dominant Daddies and their girls broaden their communications and deepen their understanding of each other. Selfishly, I hope, too, to strengthen my resolve to never expose myself so arbitrarily again.

Please forgive the heavy I/me/my's as I work through the pain and confusion of a difficult breakup. Feel free to internalize, as this really isn't a fishing expedition for sympathy or attention. Your thoughts about the subject of ignoring and trust are welcome, greatly anticipated and met with much gratitude. Either way, thank you for reading and thinking.

XOXOX,
Rain

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Post Mortem
That he would inexplicably ignore me-- sometimes for days at a time-- instead of communicating with me like a grown-ass man is the reason I broke it off with my Dom/DD. This happened five times over the course of our ten-month, 24/7 relationship. Each of the first four occurrences ending, in typical batterer fashion, with his heartfelt apology and the promise that he would never do it again, and eventually, in typical batterer fashion, of COURSE he did it again, becoming more petulant, pouty and sulky with each escalating occurrence.

Having communicated very clearly and articulately to him that my top two hard limits are dishonesty (including withholding the truth and not keeping promises) and passive aggression (including ignoring, pouting, sulking and disappearing) during our first conversation about whether or not we should enter into a relationship, and reiterating these limits every time he disappeared, it is clear to me now that he was pathologically incapable of honesty with himself or others, much less of controlling himself or communicating like an adult. And, obviously, he clearly did not really want to be in a relationship with me in spite of the sweet talk, promises and verbal assurances to the contrary.

Cause of Death
Ignoring is not "punishment," nor it is "correction," or even "dominance." It is passive aggression. Passive aggression works because there are no visual marks left in its wake, and especially for the plausible deniability it affords the cowards who wield it. It is the tactic of the lazy, the weak and the powerless. It is the tool of the malignant narcissist who is only ever concerned with how he appears, and is incapable of the empathy and self-reflection required to maintain a healthy, openly communicative, mutually beneficial relationship.

There is no possibility of an honest examination of one's own motivations and behavior (much less those of one's partner) in a relationship, or of working through to the other side of any obstacle when one of the partners involved is not communicating-- even if it's simply to hold the other's hand (or even temporarily change the subject or activity) while they collect their thoughts, calm down or reflect before carrying on.

Symptoms
The result of his abrupt and unexpected disappearances was that the following diminished incrementally for me over time and with frequency and length of disappearance:

* trust in him and in his word about EVERYthing;
* respect for his strength, manhood and masculinity;
* trust in his power, self-control and dominance;
* belief in his abilities and skills as my Dom/DD, as a professional in his field, and as an honorable man;
* trust in his intellectual and emotional stability;
* belief in his commitment and integrity;
* trust in his ability to think critically and to make informed decisions;
* my physical attraction to him and his sexual magnetism.

It should be mentioned here that I rationally and in no uncertain terms informed him of this erosion he was willfully creating, to the point of even foolishly asking for his help with my own reactions to it.

And, in spite of an innate recognition of my own value, my personal inner reactions as his sub/lg to his infantile disappearances were that I felt:

* unheard, unseen-- invisible with no voice;
* utterly abandoned, cheated and isolated;
* devalued-- unworthy of being loved, cherished or appreciated;
* disregarded, discarded and rejected;
* crazy, as if I'd imagined our powerful connection and his promises;
* unsteady and unable to determine where I stood or to gain secure footing;
* ashamed that I had been so taken with, manipulated by and had given myself so easily to someone of such low character and obvious mendacity;
* abused-- deliberately hurt, repeatedly betrayed and painfully beaten down.

Lessons Learned
All the while, it was actually he that was unworthy of the considerable trust, power and control I relinquished to him too early and unwisely.

The responsibility for this pain is mine for my prolonged, continued acceptance of his behavior and forgiveness of his less and less understandable betrayal and abuse, and of his less and less plausible lies.

Most men who call themselves, "Dominant," are really sad, sometimes sweet, often cruel, frightened, insecure little boys who are constantly seeking approval, attention and validation in all the wrong places.

These fauxdoms wouldn't recognize an authentic Good Girl if she came in a great white bag labeled in enormous red letters, "g-o-o-d g-i-r-l."

Afterlife
The upshot is that I will never again abuse myself by ignoring my own warning bells about the men in whom I choose to invest my time, energy, love, faith and power. These gifts, astonishingly, are enough to keep me warm and sustain me while I wait patiently for a worthy grown-ass man, should He come along. In the meantime, I'm going to keep on living my beautiful life being the me I keep growing into. Thank you, ex-daddy for teaching me patience, and to never settle for less than I truly deserve.

XOXOX,
Rain

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I worship white men. It is my religion. They are gods to me. I worship their beauty, their strength, their superiority, and their whiteness itself. I bow down to them and kiss their feet in worship. It's like being in church for me. When I serve them and their desires I am living my true purpose. I hope to find white men to worship in the DC area. I pray some white gods will answer. My prayer is to deepen my belief and my service every day.

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Sorry it took me so long to get to this, work interferes with my play time. (sucks)

In any case, here is story number 3:

(For those not familiar with story 1 and 2, here they are:)

http://motherless.com/V73DBFD3
http://motherless.com/V9F2E5DB

After cruising around in the boat all day, with a lot of fondling and kissing, we were both pretty dirty and salty from the ocean. So we went back home and got in the shower.

She (again, we will just call her "Muffy") got in first, and I quickly followed, but not before I snapped a few pics of her. I played it coy saying, "Let's get some pics of the dirty-girl getting clean." she let me take some pics, and then told me to come in!

I got in the shower, and she started soaping me up while we kissed. I was instantly hard from her soapy hands on my cock.

She grabbed the shower-head and rinsed me off and then got on her knees and sucked my cock while shooting the water cross my balls. (Fuck it felt amazing!!)

I was ready to cum in moments, so I grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up, pushed her against the side of the shower, lifted her against the wall, (not much room) pressed my hard cock into her wet pussy and started fucking her hard. She had her legs around my waist so I could only make small movements, but each thrust was hard and deep insider her. She told me she was cumming and I could feel the rush of her hot cum all around my cock. (I suppose this could have been the hot water from the shower, but it's MY version of the story, so fuck you!)

I fucked her for a minute or two more until she whispered, "I want to swallow it!!" So after a couple of more deep thrusts when I could feel myself building, I let her down, and she got right to her knees and sucked and pulled on my cock, till I said, "ohhh fuck, I'm gonna cum", then she grabbed her hands on my ass and pushed me deep into her. I could feel her nose crushed against my waist, and my cock actually beanding down her throat. I just lost it, I said, "holyyyy fuckkkk" and I emptied my balls way deep into the back of her throat. I could feel her throat swallowing on the head of my cock...Light pressure, then released, then again. Was fucking amazing.

She sucked and sucked, and stroked and licked up every drop, then carefully washed me again while on her knees. Even looked up at me with sub-eyes as if to say, "Thank you, Master"

I looked down at her and say, "Fuck, Muffy, you are incredible!" With that, she got out and I was just a minute or two behind her, after washing my hair.

When I got out of the shower, dried off, and walked into the bedroom, there she was, sitting on the edge of the bed, back up against a bunch of pillows she set up, legs spread, fingers spreading her beautiful lips, exposing that very available clit and pink pussy.

She then says in the sexiest girl voice I have ever heard in my life..."Daddy? My pussy is tingling, could you kiss it and make it stop?

I'm pretty sure I moved in like a Cheetah taking down a Gazelle. I dropped to my knees and slid in so fast that I actually got a rug burn!

With her fingers still spreading her lips, she tapped her clit with her index finger and said..."Right here Daddy, it tingles, please do something" (instant Erection!)

I played for while and licked to the left. Here? (no Daddy) Licked to the right. Here? (No Daddy) I licked above, Licked below, licked all around. Here? Here? Here? (No NO NO!!) Her legs we shaking with each close proximity lick. Finally I said, "Ohhhh I know!" and I licked the full length of my tongue up from her pussy all the way up and over her clit.

Her body jumped, heals of her feet hit my back (OUCH) and she came instantly!! (I shit you not, 1 lick! = squirt!) I went in for more licks, but she kept pushing me away from her clit, so I went down and started to tongue fuck her pussy. Fuck the girl still tasted like strawberries. (I still need to look into why that is! We washed with the same soap and it wasn't strawberry flavored. w/e)

I tongue fucked her in and out of her pussy for 2 more orgasms. I was already having my 2nd shower! she was so wet, so tasty, so.....horny. I moved down and tongue fucked her ass. I could hear her saying..."Oh yess, open my tight hole." "Get My ass Daddy."

I started to get my finger in there, her pussy juice making it pretty easy, since it just kept pouring out. I finally stood up and pressed my hard cock into her wet pussy. She looked at me and said, "No Daddy, my ass Daddy, in my ass" I looked back at her and said, "I'll fuck your ass when I'm ready baby!"

With that, she just put her head back and let me fuck her pussy with slow deep, steady thrusts.

I then grabbed one of the pillows she was leaning on, lifted up her hips, slid the pillow under her, raising her higher so I can get her ass.

I reached down and got her ass nice and wet, then pressed the head of my cock against that tight little pink hole. "Oh Daddy, yes!" I pressed in as she pushed into me several times, until the head was in. Just as the head went in, she had another orgasm and her ass pushed me out, and her pussy squirted all over my stomach. When she was done cumming, I pushed back in again...easier this time, and started to slide the shaft in slowly.

"Fuck my little ass, Daddy!!" (Gawd, I might be falling for this girl!)

I grabbed her hips and started to fuck her little ass, which was griping my cock like a vice and a little hard at first. She was trying to breath and relax, but kept having mini orgasms, tensing her up, so was difficult to get moving. I just stood there with my cock half way up to my balls in her ass as she tried to fully relax.

She finally said...."OK Daddy, you're naughty girl is ready!

With that, I pushed the rest of the way in her ass as she suddenly broke character and said, "Ohhh fuck that's deep!" in her normal voice (haha, pats myself on the back)

I started to slide my cock in and out as she reached down and rubbed her clit, which was now sticking out of her wet pussy like a tiny penis!

She started to rock into me and fuck my cock with her ass as I pushed into her. She said, she was cumming and I could tell this one would be huge...so I grabbed her hips and pressed my cock as deep as I could in her asshole, her ass crushing my balls...Her whole body tensed and her asshole bit down on my cock as she came harder than I have ever seen her cum yet! Moaning and shouting! Her ass eased up on that kung-fu grip and I started fucking her hard....I held on for just a moment longer and then told her I was cumming. (Not sure she heard me, as she didn't say a word) I just pushed in deep, and my cum ripped out of my cock like a rocket deep into her bowels.

I thrusted 2 or three more times, unloading every last drop inside her little pink(now red) asshole.

I looked down at her beautiful face and noticed she was out cold!

I pulled my cock out of her ass so fast it actually hurt me, and leaned forward to make sure she was ok. I lifted her limp head up, and she opened her eyes as I did this, and was just mumbling incoherently. I started talking to her, asking if she is OK, she was mumbling more nonsense, but smiling and touching my face with her hand.

After about a minute or so, her mumbles became words, and then finally sentences...she was OK.

I joked that this could actually be the first time I have every fucked someone's brains out!

She said that has never happened before...she came so hard she passed out.

After some light cuddling, she gathered enough strength to stand and decided to take another shower. This time she told me to wait until she was done! :-)

Pre-sex shower pictures included.

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First time gay shit - super unexpected

I'm a former military guy and I've tried to stay in shape. I go to the gym about 5 times a week. I'm only about 5' 8", but athletically built around 160 lbs. I was at a gym, while traveling through NJ, and found myself working out next to a very smallish built young man (5' 2", 110lbs max). He was doing the same muscle group I was and asked if he could workout with me. I thought it was a little strange, but he was nice and had a good smile, nice olive skin, and was young... I am straight - but I think I can still appreciate beauty, even in other men. And this little guy was pretty... and very gay. I would never work out with him in my home town... but I live in California, and this is New Jersey, so I thought, why not? He seems nice and I don't wanna seem like I'm homophobic or something.

So here we are. I've been working out sense I was a kid. I've wrestled sense I was 10 and have the screwed up ears to prove it. I am, frankly, very rough around the edges. I can be a little over bearing and down right mean when I am your wrestling coach. Or, in this case, your workout partner. So I was these things with him. I made him workout harder than he normally would. He had absolutely no upper body strength but did have a firm build (to be 18 again!!). Again, he was openly gay: even had a rainbow shirt that said, "born this way". It was a little embarrassing, but like I said: I didn't know any of those people.

We probably worked out for a solid hour and a half. I found myself getting a little turned on by how I could make him push harder or do a few more reps. I would talk trash. Tell him that god hates quitters more than gays. I would always smile a little so he would know I was kidding... but I think he liked it more if I was serious.

I found myself helping him with his technique. I would pull his shoulders back, or push his waist in. Giving him instructions and when he did it correctly, I'd say to him, in a very low voice, "good boy."

Fast forward to when we are finally done, and I am surprisingly warn out. I got a very good workout in. He was also red faced (at least as red as his skin would show...) and obviously fatigued. And sense I'd never been to that gym, I asked if there were showers. He said yes, and we went off to the locker rooms.

The showers were probably the nicest I had ever seen in a gym. You had your own little changing room that would lead to your own shower. They were also very roomy.

I'm in there and I planned on just rinsing off, sense I didn't bring shampoo and figured I would shower at my hotel after dinner. But then thought better of it and simply asked my new workout partner (yelling over the sounds of the other showers) if he had shampoo I could use. He yells back (a little to gay-ish) that he did. He'll bring it over.

I expect him to set it on my bench in the changing room... then tell me its there and I'd come out of the shower and grab it. But this little homo walks right into my stall with it. Naked. And I am perfectly speechless. I stand there and can't quite believe my eyes. He has this look of confusion and then he looks a little panicked. He drops the bottle he had and put his hands over his face and turns to leave.

Now... a million things are going through my head. And I can still remember - vividly - how torn I was. I would NEVER turn down a women that did something like this. The risk he took... the way he put himself out there... I was flattered. But I'm not into guys. But also... I don't know anyone in this town. So in about 2 seconds I decide to at the minimum stop him and tell him its all good. I follow him out to the outer changing area and I grab his shoulders and pull him back away from the little room door. He starts covering his face again and looking down at the ground. He won't look up at me and I'm not trying to even talk at all because someone may hear me (like who would I be talking to?!).

I simply don't know what to do, and as he begins to sob (like a girl... an f-ing girl!), I start to rub his back and in as low a voice as I can, whisper near his ear:  "Its all good... your a good boy".

I don't, for the life of me, know why I said that.   But I repeated it again, cause I could tell it was working.  I brought him closer to me and repeated it: "its ok... no worries... thats a good boy".  "your a good boy"  "your my good boy, right?"

And then I brought my hands up his back, lifting them off and placed my elbows on his shoulders (like i was going to hug his head to my chest), and pushed lightly down...  and without much resistance at all, he went to his knees. He looked up at me and I thought he was a little worried still.  He was nervous and worried...  So i said its Ok.. be a good boy. And he took my cock in his mouth.

He sucked on me for probably 5 minutes until I got nice and hard.  I couldn't hear dick sucking noises because it was so noisy in there. But it did feel fantastic.  He was being a good little cock sucker and I can respect that.

I let him suck me deep and hard until I felt like I was close. I pulled his head away and turned him around. I pushed him forward and pulled his hips up while I forced his knees apart.  I used a bit more force than i needed, but I was determined to get my cock in his little round ass before i got soft.  I thought about a condom, but simply didn't care.  I would have used one if he asked me to, but he didn't so i didn't offer.  

I spit on my dick and spit on his asshole.  Then started easing it in... eventually getting balls deep.  Spitting some more every few seconds.  I'm not a big guy, but his ass was tight.

I eventually pushed him all the way down to his stomach.  My favorite position when I'm fucking a women.  I fucked him as hard as I dared.  But I couldn't afford a clapping sound.  At some point I got off and had him follow me into the shower.  I fucked him a bit harder - standing up of course. But the shower sounds masked the sounds from the other showers so I was comfortable putting a little more on him.

And then I came.   It built slowly and came on with a vengeance.  It never crossed my mind to ask him were he wanted it.  The moment I called him a good boy, I new I was Cumming in his ass.

We walked out of that gym together - and I got his number.  I was in town a few times a year before I moved to NJ for about 3 months where I fucked him regularly.

I always made him wear girls panties and enjoyed making him cry before he was to suck my cock and get fucked.  I wonder how he has been.

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My confession:

Years ago I used to go to porn theaters and video arcades to jerk off or get my dick sucked. Whenever I could find one, I'd visit a booths with gloryholes, put my cock in, and leave happy.

I had a desperate fantasy of going to a theater and being forced to get all the visitors off. One day, I went to the local theater. It had about 20 nice, large, black couches and a big, projected screen. To my disappointment, no one was in the theater. I walked all the way to the front of the seating and took all my clothes off. I walked back up and down the aisle a few times, stopping in at the rows and lying down on the couches, feeling the sticky cum that was still on some of the seats. I returned to the front of the room, kneeled down with my back to the screen, clasped my hands behind my back, opened my mouth, and closed my eyes. I stayed that way for several minutes, but no one walked in. Finally, I sat down in the front corner and stroked my cock.

Finally, I heard footsteps. I listened as they stopped at the back of the room for several moments, then came closer behind me. A tall, black man stood at the end of the row I was sitting in for just a few seconds before sitting down on the couch next to mine.

I stared into his eyes and ran my fingers up and down my hardened cock while he unzipped his pants and pulled them down in his seat. He flicked his cock a few times and pointed to it.

"Come suck my dick," he said.

I nearly lept out of my seat and kneeled in front of him. I held all six inches of my stiff dick in my hand as I stared down at his cock. It was almost as large as mine, and it was still limp. I put my hands behind my back and leaned forward. I swalled up his warm, soft flesh in one mouthful and played it with my tongue. He began to harden. I rubbed my lips against the base of his stomach, and he hardened more. The head of his penis reached my throat, but he wasn't completely stiff, yet. I pressed my face into his crotch and stuck my tongue out to lick his balls as his tip reached the back of his throat. Then, he put both of his hands on the back of my head.

He pushed me down and thrust his hips into my face. I could feel his penis bending into my open throat. He fucked my head like a spread pussy until I couldn't breathe and pulled away. He let me lift my head up, and I gasped for air as he stood up. One of his hands grabbed my hair in a fist, and the other clasped the back of my skull. He rammed his cock back in my mouth and straight into my throat. I gagged and chocked and sputtered, but he kept fucking me until I felt all my strength leave. I felt like a sex toy in his hands, wrapped around his dick. He thrust in and out of my head viciously for several minutes, then reached in with a length that seemed inches longer than he had been before and punched his cock halfway to my stomach and held my head down like he was trying to bury it. Hot, thick cum oozed straight down my throat, coating my insides. His hips twitched a few times and he began to slide his hot dick out of me. A warm trail of sticky jizz dragged out of my throat and across my tongue. It was sweet and salty, and it dribbled down my lips and chin when he pulled out of me. He dragged his dick across my face and squeezed the rest of his cum onto my lips.

When he was done, I said, "Thank you."


I want to go back and blindfold myself and handcuff myself to a pole or seat and get gangfucked by a dozen men with cocks as beautiful as his.

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