May didn’t usually stay over. But she was a very loyal housekeeper. So when I’d told her I had some babysitting chores she agreed to do work babysitting of her own and keep an eye on you for the night. I set it down on the bed next to you. I pulled the chair from the desk over and sat at the side of your bed. You tell me I will clean your shoes and they better be perfect but first you need your uniform. With that you produce a short frilly apron and tie it round my waist. You laugh as you say,’ you make a good bitch maid. You look ridiculous.’

I agree that photography and video depicting persons being penetrated by objects such as vibrators or dildos is not obscene or offensive in any way. In addition, I do not believe that such material could be considered obscene or offensive. I’m just a nice person and I enjoy meeting new people. We all chose to eat at a Japanese restaurant and everyone immediately gave the new girl attention. They asked her questions about herself and then they talked about favorite music and movies with her. All the basic stuff you’d talk about with a new person. I was happy for her, seeing her fit in. I know what it’s like to feel left out. I was a shy kid during middle school and the beginning of high school. Once everyone stopped talking, she decided to talk to me, The women her husband normally takes in this way have never been like this, demanding and a little mean to her. He hasn’t said anything, but she’s sure that’s because he is only thinking about the blonde's next orgasm. She questions whether the blonde’s attitude toward her is what is turning her husband on even more than normal. He did love that his wife was submissive; maybe this was the next step. At that moment I see that the Lady is going to another room, while he remains sitting on the sofa, looking me up and down. He seemed to be analyzing me, like when a predator inspects his prey.You were already awake when I came into the room. Sat up in bed. Looking a little tired. Almost get lagged. The risen corpses then mystically run their hands over the cstones and erase the writing like sweeping away chalk, then using their bony fingers scribe more confessional bios. Here’s lies Thomas Smith, an adulterer and snuff addict, who beat his children. Here lies whomever, a thief and liar.

I began to remember all the conversations I had had with them before this meeting. It had been two weeks since they let me masturbate. I remembered the photos they had me take a few days ago, in very… revealing poses. I can’t help but bite my lip as I think about this, for some strange reason whenever I like something, I bite my lip and I can’t help it. When you finish you look at me and say,’ nothing like a nice shower to make you feel better. Now clean yourself off and your next task is on the bed. You wander off to enjoy more wine and chocolate. He grunts and holds her there for a minute or two as they both calm down. He pulls out and lies on the bed next to his wife, who still hasn’t moved. Then something happens that neither the wife nor husband expected. After I shower and dry off I go the bed and their is a note telling me to put on a pair panties, I am deeply embarrassed my heart in pounding in my chest as I put your soiled panties on, I am feeling deep shame and compliant acceptance at the same time. You enter and say,’ you look ridiculous, I love it ! However, there is something missing.’

I understand and agree to abide by the standards and laws of my local community, state and/or country. I understand sexually-explicit material depicting bondage, s&m and other fetish activities is allowed by the laws governing my local community, state and/or country. The blonde eventually pulls off her and falls onto the husband lying next to them, clearly exhausted from all her orgasms. The wife lies there going over what happened. She’s not ready to move and draw attention to herself. Thankfully, though, the husband is ready for the blonde to leave. Oh, okay, sorry, I misunderstood. I don’t mind meeting to talk about this while getting some coffee.”

I can’t remember where i read this, don’t know title or author, but it is a great read. The title might be something like A MIDNIGHT STROLL PAST A CEMETERY or some such.Good morning. Eat something. I know yesterday was rough. But it’ll get easier. Have some breakfast.” I was curious to see you. I made some coffee and some toast. I pulled the tray from the cabinet and walked through a little breakfast for you.

After I shower and dress my head and heart are pounding with feelings of lust, shame and compliance. You show me to the door and remind me that I begged for this and now I should be careful what I wished for and I will be painfully aware of who is in control and how pathetically inadequate I am. Then he starts to speed up, grunting and groaning, which in turn causes his wife’s panties to become wetter. He leans down and kisses the blonde passionately just like he was kissing his wife not so very long ago. This is turning his wife on even more as she watches every move they make. She finds herself gripping the bedsheets she is kneeling against as she’s trying to stop herself from touching her pussy.When I thank you you tell me I need to cool off and should go sit in the shower. The tiles are cool on my bum and it feels good. You come and tell me it is my time for a shower then you hitch up your skirt and start to pee on me, your bladder must have been full as the golden stream cascades over me, wetting my hair, filling my mouth and running down my chest.