1. Love In The Trenches


    Date: 3/28/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Female Domination, Mind Control, Scatology, Author: nunkie, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    over me again. But I didn’t want to be sad. I’d been sad for too long. I went into the bathroom, undressed and took a long cold shower to clear my mind. The shower did little to dispense my mood, but as I dried myself off my attention was drawn to my hard-on. Recounting everything that had happened since Susan had stepped into the penthouse, I realized I had been hard throughout everything that had happened. Not even the cold shower had dimmed it. Suddenly I became aware of an enormous pressure in the pit of my stomach. Something was building up inside me, ready to explode. I took my towel and lay down on my bed, still naked. I grabbed my dick and start to stroke it, up and down. When I closed my eyes, today’s events started to roll off like a movie in my mind. I could clearly see the images, Susan’s rage, the burning flesh of my buttocks during the caning, the wild look in her eyes while she pissed into my mouth. It was at the sound and sight of her laughter and the bitter taste of her piss still in my mouth that I exploded into an orgasm that seemed to last forever and jerked my body into relentless spasms. It was as if a whole new world opened up before my eyes as I lay spent and exhausted from my climax. I felt as if I had been unplugged and emotions were running freely. I cried, but not of sadness nor of rage. All the hardships of my life were draining from me through my tears. I had a vision of Susan standing above me, naked and ominous. Her hands were on her hips and ...
    she was looking down at me. She was smiling. ‘Come,’ she said, ‘I will dance for you.’ I was up on my knees before her, a strange nervousness tingling through my body. ‘This is a special dance. I have been practicing it for a long time, shaping it and perfecting it. You are the first and only person to witness it. I will perform it just for you.’ Her body seemed to glow from inside with a warm and throbbing light. ‘This dance will make you mine. It’s a power dance. It will bewitch you and enslave you. You will be mine when it’s over.’ I felt my heart pounding in my throat. She joined the palms of her hands with her elbows sticking out in a straight line, as in a yoga exercise. Then her hands moved downwards, her palms split and painted a large circle around her upper body before coming together again above her head, from where they came down in a waving motion until they cupped her vagina. I was transfixed by the elegance and solemnity of her movements. For such a seemingly unrefined woman, she had amazing grace and control. Her hands were circling her vagina without touching it. They flowed inward, then strained up towards her midriff, the muscles of her arms tense and her fingers stretched and joined at the tips. Her head was thrown backwards and she was silently humming. She repeated the movement several times, her whole body tensing more and more with every repetition. I had the distinct impression that she was pulling something out of her vagina. The humming became louder ...
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