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Thread: Long Lost

Avari heard him, charge after her, loud thunderous steps, and ear splitting roar which echoed through the forest cannopy warning all to stay away, or surely face his wrath. She stilled in shock and horror. seeing the great beast that would try claiming her. He would tower her, and most likely out weight her by few hundred pounds. She turned to run hoping that her slender legs would be able to out run him. But she barely set off when she felt the head of him knock her to the ground. tearing a small cry from her lips. as she attempted to pull and crawl away. Her heart was racing wildly within her chest. His weight kept her down, as she looked over her shoulder at the great beast. Noting the glimpse of something large, thick and red between his hide quarters. And it was even more clear to what it was he was about to do. she struggled beneath him. Her bottom pressing against him unintentionally. At the same time worsening her state. Her skirt climbed along her thighs slightly baring her bare bottom.
Thread: A Weekend of Frustration *Guy Needed*

I'm just saying, I think that you work too hard. Will you just say 'thank you' for the all expense paid vacation? barked the voice on her cellphone. I, uh, I guess, Sis. It's just... I really don't think I belong here. Sitting in the hotel lobby nothing seemed quite right, from the tinted lights and people donned in leather clothing. A fetish hotel...? Most people go to the shore when they want to relax. Come on, Jane! You've had a bug up your ass since the start of the semester. I just think that you need a weekend to unwind and relieve some stress. And I don't mean by getting sand in your bikini bottom. Before Jane could protest her sister hung up the phone, leaving her to sign and put it back in her purse. Well, I guess I should check in... She nearly missed tripping over a man on a leash as she walked over to the check-in desk, and hastily apologized to the woman tugging him along. How am I supposed to enjoy this? she whimpered to herself. I don't even know where I stack up in this world. Taking her room key she decided that she would at least be able to take a hot bath and get a good nights sleep before finding out if there was another place for her to stay.
Thread: A Weekend of Frustration *Guy Needed*

Jane was walking up the stairs when her suitcase handle broke, falling from her hands and spilling her clothes on the stairs. After seeing all of the questionable people in the hotel she was unsure about all the floor and all of the questionable stains and spots. Stuffing her clothes back in her suitcase she went back to the front desk to inquire about a dry cleaner. Just as she was walking back into the lobby she could make out someone standing at the very front, both hands gripping down on the check in desk. Her outfit could only be described as a series of robes, tied around her legs and looped around her breasts. Jane blushed when, upon further inspection, she could make out the soft sound of buzzing and could see two moving dildos filling up both of her holes. Wait, Jane said, tentatively stepping further into the lobby. is that... Taylor? Her voice caught the attention of the girl and she looked up from the desk. There was drool dripping down her face and her eyes were so hazy and glossed over that Jane was almost sure that she had made a mistake. That was until the girl opened her mouth and let loose a catty comment. Plain Jane? What the fuck are you doing here? And what do you think you're looking at? Taylor asked, as if it were common to walk in on classmates decked out in bondage gear and sex toys. You... you're... Jane hardly had any words for what she was seeing. You hardly look like the Dean's daughter. As the words came out of her mouth it occurred to her how true they were. Back at school Taylor was an A student and pretty much certified as the kind of girl that boys would want to take home to impress their mother. I wonder what your father would think if he could see you right now... Jane remarked, digging her cellphone out of her purse. You put that phone away right now. A bitch like you with a bug up her ass could never begin to understand what it's like to cut loose and have some fun. This is fun? Jane said, though Taylor was already starting to walk towards her. Just shut the fuck up! Taylor said, her hand up and ready to strike.
Thread: A Weekend of Frustration *Guy Needed*

A hand came out of no where grabbing Taylor by the hair, and pulling hard enough to almost jerk her off her feet. The mam standing behind her looked like an odd mix of god and serial killer. He held an authority that wouldn't be out of place on a king or politician. Pulling Taylor close he said, loud enough for Jane to hear, Fuck slut, what the FUCK are you doing apologize for being a dumb skank to this nice woman, I take you out on a reward and you act like your anything other than a cum repository as soon as we see other people? He twisted his hand in her hair, pulling a controller from his pocket he pressed button, and the vibrators sound grew four ties as loud. Most would see this s a reward, but the sex deprived pet would know it was a punishment. If she came without permission she'd be in truly deep shit. He looked at his pet, And beg for my forgiveness for embarrassing me, remember the rules, you cum without my permission and you'll be screaming for days! Thomas released Fuck Slut's hair, ignoring the woman, submissive and master knowing if she ignored him she'd barely be able to sit for a week. Thomas offered his hand to the normal woman saying, The name's Thomas Alexander Smith, it's always a pleasure to meet an acquaintance of Fuck Slut's, I apologize for her actions she's still learning her place what do you s ay to punch on oh. The dom checked his watch, and said, How about an hour will that be long enough for you to get steeled into your room and meet us at the bar? He wore a crimson button up shirt, dark blue jeans that were loose enough to not be skinny jeans, but still showed off a well developed body. He was tall at 6' 6, he had dark blue eyes, and his hair was brushed back, and the back was kept in a mid back length ponytail. A fedora rested on his head, black with a king of heart in the band. He smirked charmingly at the woman saying in a voice devoid of the charm that had been in it, during his introduction What do you say slut, you'd better show her appropriate respect, plead with her to forgive you, she decides with that choice if your shower has any hot water at all and what you wear to meet her for lunch. He looked at Jane, sizing her up based on what she said He spotted the cell phone, Oh Fuck Slut, your so lucky your friend wanted to take some pictures of you, take those rags off, and give her a few god shots, after all, it's only right, and keep apologizing while you do.
Thread: A Weekend of Frustration *Guy Needed*

A strangled cry passed from Taylor's lips and for a moment she almost seemed childlike in her fear. It was clear, to Jane at least, that a part of Taylor wanted to plead with Thomas that it wasn't her fault and that Jane was beneath apologizing to. This brief twinkle of rebellion was quickly gone as Taylor almost seemed to move into him, her cheeks flushing red as he called her several filthy names. Jane's eyes widened as he pressed a remote which amplified the speed and sound of the vibrator in Taylor and Jane at least had the common shame to look away. Oh, my. she whispered under her breath. What would your father say, indeed. Taylor was caught in between her hatred for Jane and her fear of being punished by Thomas. The sound of her wetness seemed like a dripping faucet in her ear and she wasn't sure how much longer she could take it. J-Jane, she gasped, falling to her knees. P-puh-lease, forgive me for being such a d-dumb skank. Taylor said, her entire body trembling and slick with sweat. I-I'm just such a d-dumb ska-a-ank! she gasped. Jane could hardly look at Taylor, her pulse beating loudly in her ears. She almost wanted to walk away but felt an uncharacteristic worry for her peer. It's uh, I guess I shouldn't have stumbled in to something that wasn't my own business. she said. It was then that she noticed that Thomas was talking to her. The bar? she mumbled, looking over at him. How could he possibly think that she would want to sit down and have a drink with someone as perverse as he? Just as Jane was about to turn him down she heard a strangled cry from Taylor and made the mistake of turning to look at her. Her pupils were dilated to the size of olives and it seemed like at any minute she was going to wet herself. Shaking her head Jane looked away at her once more took in a deep breath. I-I suppose I could take some time to have a drink and catch up with an old classmate. she mumbled, her eyes unable to meet Thomas's. When he went further to encourage her to take pictures of Taylor, Jane shook her head, her eyes wide. O-oh, no. That isn't necessary. I've, uh, seen enough that there is to see for now. Excuse me. Giving a quick bow to Thomas it seemed the only appropriate to dismiss herself from such a man she left the lobby, wanting to be away from the man for what little time she had. As she left Taylor looked up from the floor, her cheeks flustered a deep red and her tongue hanging out the side of her mouth. She couldn't understand her Master's fascination with Jane, but she could see it in the way that he sized her up. To her Jane seemed to be a very bland girl with her creamy white skin, narrow hips, flat chest, and frizzy black hair. She supposed that it might have been Jane's eyes that were anything worth looking at, a startling shade of hazel so fine that it was practically golden, though she kept them hidden well underneath her Buddy Holly glasses. Looking back over to Thomas she whimpered, wanting to beg him to stop the vibrating, but being smart enough to know better.
Thread: A Weekend of Frustration *Guy Needed*

Thomas smirked a bit, using his boot foot to lift Taylor's head he said, If you want something, you'd better beg for it, as you grab our bags and head towards the elevator. Thomas himself only smirked, s he headed towards the elevators himself. Jane may be plane, but Taylor should know the repressed ones were always the most fun. By the time they reached the room he'd relented and turned the toys to low. Removing his pants he allowed his hard 12 inch and plenty thick cock out of his jeans. He was hard as he said, Hm pet, on your knees, give me a tit job while you tell me your most humiliating stories of us being together, I think of one more humiliating then I will send your father pictures of your well fucked ass hole myself, understand? He sat down on the silk bed sheets, relaxing he added Oh, and since we're at the hotel now your not to wear anything inside or outside of the room, unless I give you explicit instructions, so strip.
Thread: A Weekend of Frustration *Guy Needed*

Taylor gathered up their bags without a word, looping several of their straps over herself and doing her best not to sigh as they brush against her hardened nipples. She stood trembling next to Thomas in the elevator and could hardly keep in her sound of relief as he turned the toys down to low. As they reached the hotel room she was carefully to place down his bags, though mostly regarded her own as she placed them out of sight. From across the room she could hear the sound of unzipping his pants and licked her lips before turning around to look at him. Her eyes widened at the sight of his erected cock and she fell to the floor once more, though this time in praise. Y-yes, Master. she whimpered, inching herself closer to the bed. Kneeling in front of him she shuddered, her fingers cold against the warm flesh of her chest as she began to kneed her breasts around his cock. It was so impressive that she was hardly able to wrap her breasts all around, though she did her best, trying the entire time to not give into her desire to suck him off as she had not been told to. Her pussy was throbbing at this point and even with the toys inside of her she felt that it couldn't possibly be enough. For a second she considered sneaking a finger down to stimulate her clitoris but knew that Thomas was too smart for that and would promptly punish her for her disobedience. M-my most humiliating story with you... just happened right now! she gasped, grunting as she rubbed her tits up the shaft of his dick. Not only did someone from school see me, but I know that everyone in the hobby was looking. I-I could practically feel their breath on me. Th-they were laughing at me, l-laughing at my patheticness. she whimpered, cringing as she began to feel her pussy tighten. No, not now... -- Jane was just stepping out of the shower back in her room. She glanced briefly over at the mirror and then thought better of it, knowing better than to expect a sex goddess looking back at her. What am I doing here? she mumbled to herself, shaking her head as she toweled off. Fanning herself, she looked through her suitcase and selected a light blue dress that was only slightly wrinkled. Holding it up to her body she decided that it would have to do and why should it matter what such a sex pervert though of her anyway? She dressed quickly and then brushed her hair, tying it back with a black hair ribbon.
Thread: A Weekend of Frustration *Guy Needed*

Thomas smirked, seemingly psychic, but the truth was the man new her body language Being a master was all about something so simple and yet so hard to master. Knowing a pet's limits knowing what she could endure and beg for more. Few readied how easy it was to break the human body, and Thomas a fully trained doctor, as well a physical therapist knew how truly easy it was. He may not love Taylor, and certain times the girl needed to be punished, however no one deserved to be broken. The man groaned as Taylor's tits worked his shaft. Petting her lightly as he said, Slut, I meant stories we could tell your friend at punch I think she deserves to know the real you, don't you? He killed the toys in her cunt and ass right before she came. Less than a Knife's edge and he stopped it dead. He smirked to himself as he said, Move a bit faster you sexy whore, I want to nut on your tits so your friend can see why I keep you around. Thomas enjoyed the casual tit fucking, he was relaxed and just comfortable. He seemed to be zoning out, however the truth was he was trying to decide if he should play the lunch straight, let his girl act normal, or some mix of both. A bowl of beef and water on the floor was probably a bit much or a non anticipated, but at the same time he new Fuck Slut would take a mile if he gave her an inch.
Thread: A Weekend of Frustration *Guy Needed*

Taylor was passed crying when it came to her activities with Thomas. Perhaps there had been a time when she had first started out with him that she would have shed a tear or two, but after a year she was beyond that. Despite this however, her eyes did widen a mite when she felt him pat her head reassuringly. She fought the urge to look up at him, though she felt her chest swell a bit. I-if Master thinks that I should show my true self to people, th-then Master must be right. Taylor said, gasping as she felt the stilling of the sex toys in her two holes. Her shoulders drooped a bit and there was a small sigh, but it was a blink and miss it kind of thing. Without a wink of an eye Taylor was back to work, grunting as she moved her tits faster. W-when you made me wear a vibrator in public f-for the first time. she gasped. It was too dinner with my parents. I almost lost it right there. But I know you were someone in the restaurant watching me. I-I know it. she gasped, rubbing her tits harder against his dick. -- This place is so shady... Jane remarked, looking through the window of her room. It was just as she was about to leave for the bar a little early, but what did it matter? when she heard grunting. After spending an hour in the hotel she had already become desensitized to sex sounds, so to speak, but what made these grunts stand out was the undeniable fact that they belonged to Taylor. G-good god, are there right outside my door? she whimpered, tip toeing over to just the hallway through the peep hole. There was no one there, which could only mean... looking over to the left bedroom wall, Jane shuddered and shook her head, pressing her hands to her ears. What had she gotten herself into by agreeing to a drink with these people?
Thread: A Weekend of Frustration *Guy Needed*

Thomas groaned cumming on his slut's tits. He knew going to lunch with his drying cum on her chest would embarrass his pet. A black silk thong, and two alligator clips on her nipples, and of course 12 inch heels and she was ready. Thomas himself simply slid on a dark red robe but was naked under it. He slid his wallet int one of the robes pockets and after making sure the thick leather collar he'd recently bought for Taylor was firmly on her neck he headed out the door. On the front of the collar in small diamonds Fuck Slut was spelled out. Reaching the small restaurant he took a table on the deck but still see-able from the door. He pulled one chair away from the table saying to Fuck Slut, You are to stand, heels down, legs spread on your haunches for the meal, be glad your getting to eat at the table like a person your to be polite and kind, and if you insult or say anything rude you will be punished. he knew the recent rain and the heels plastic bottoms would make standing a constant chore, also that resting in such a position would cause just the right amount of strain on her body. Relaxing he ordered a glass of room temperature water for his pet, and a mountain dew extra ice for himself. Leaning back he waited for the third member of the group. His hand absentmindedly pinching his pet's ass, or the tiny bit of stomach flab he could find. Just to add to her discomfort.
Thread: A Weekend of Frustration *Guy Needed*

Taylor groaned as she felt him shoot out his load against her tits, closing an eye as a small amount flecked on her cheek. Her chest heaved in and out and she fought the urge to bring her hand to brush away some of his semen and taste it, knowing it would only result in more punishment which would them late for their lunch which would once again lead for more punishment. She was just catching her breath when he brought her what she would be wearing for lunch. Inadvertently gulping, Taylor pulled on the thong and then put the two clips on her breasts, wincing at the weight. She saved the heels for last, steadying herself against the dresser. Looking back she saw her Master slip on a simple red robe and felt herself throbbing once more for him. When he put on her collar she was still, closing her eyes and enjoying the feel of his warm fingers against her neck. As he lead he through the hallways she could once again feel those phantom eyes on her body, laughing at the cum soaked whore and her dirty body. She held her head up high, silently cursing them for their judgement. When they reached the restaurant she looked around thoughtfully before following him to the deck. After being instructed on how to sit she grunted and nodded her head, getting up. Her thighs trembled a little and she held the arms of her chair, doing her best to stay up. It didn't help that every now and then he would pinch her, leaving waves of warm underneath his touch. Jane arrived not too long after, looking sorely out of place among the few patrons in the restaurant. When her eyes fell upon Taylor she shook her head and briefly looked away, wondering how she could have ever felt inferior to such trash. Taking a breath she walked towards the table and said a quiet greeting, realizing for the first time that Thomas was wearing a robe. Her eye twitched a bit as she worked to keep her few up at his eyes and not down lower to see if he was wearing anything underneath. I, uh, apologize for my lateness. she said, wincing a bit as she heard a soft squeal from Taylor's lips as Thomas pinched a small bit of stomach flab.
Thread: A Weekend of Frustration *Guy Needed*

Thomas smirked, Jane, I'll go one step above and me personal call to my friend whose an hour away or your family's home, he's a well known arthritis specialist, I'll have him check out your father's case write him a prescription for a years worth of meds and have my company pay for them and have the money wired with call, do you really think all we work with are spoiled princesses who have stress issues? Thomas knew the woman would be surprised as he said, I just said I work or the government and top private companies in the world, do you really think I couldn't put the word out and get a back ground check, I know everything from how fr your mother dialed when she had you, to when you touched down in this city, I had to make sure you didn't have any STD's after all. Looking at the farm raised girl he said, Honestly her father knows ore than she thins but less then you do, after all my counseling sessions aren't cheap her father pays ALOT of money what we're paying you is ten percent of that of what I get per secession, d we have 3 a week during the school year five a week when school's out. He smirked a bit as he said, I partially wanted you involved in Taylor's treatment for three reasons, the first is your the same but opposites, your putting the stress and work ethics on yourself, but your just as close to snapping as Taylor was, however the cost for you will be much worse, the second is it will help Taylor and you, you are someone she sees below her I see you for the woman you are while you see yourself as a hard worker who has to focus 100 on doing well, she needs reigns you need fun, a chance to let your hair down and relax a bit this will do that. He relaxed a bit as he said, The third reason, well it's a bit selfish, I want to fuck you hard, see I know the quieter more reserved ones are the ones who scream and cum the hardest. He relaxed a bit as he slid his middle finger into Taylor, letting his middle finger work her G-spot. He wanted to start issuing Jane some orders, but at the same time didn't want to scare the girl off contract or no, so he'd wait until she signed, then issue simple order.
Thread: A Weekend of Frustration *Guy Needed*

Jane tensed as he listed off the knowledge he had collected about her, only looking up when he mentioned her father. And you'll help? she asked. No matter what you'll help him? Taylor seemed to be watching her cautiously now, obviously not highly in favor of Jane becoming a partner of sorts but knowing that if it was what her master wanted it didn't really matter what she thought. Despite the pleasure she felt when Thomas inserted his middle finger inside her, she remained focused on Jane and her decision which would ultimately effect the both of them. Jane's cheeks colored at Thomas's admission to want to bed her, and to bed her rough. I-I'm not sure where you're going make such assumptions about me. I know where I stand in that sort of thing, and I'm sure this will only help to reaffirm your, shall we say, affection for Taylor. It was becoming apparent to Jane that this was really happening though she still wasn't entirely sure what that meant. Would she be like Taylor a week from now? Well, she thought to herself, all vacations had to end and eventually she would be free of her deal with him. Her tongue darted out to lick her lips and she sighed as she reached for the pen. Just one last thing, she said, her pen poised over the dotted line. Please don't let him find out about what I'm agreeing to. Nodding her head, she wrote out her signature across the line, a sinking feeling growing in her heart.