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[tanuno]

[LmAnt] Contemplation
Things were moved around and away.
There was an almost bustling activity all around.

While I was deeply sunken into contemplation.
About the mix of satisfaction and enjoyment ... and content that filled me.

And about the excitement that was connected to the knowledge that three more days of his ownership of me would follow.

... at least.

THE END
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[tanuno]

[LmAnt] Barned 1 - Hangover
I woke up in pain.

That nasty kind of biting pain that you know won't go away anytime soon, because it sits deep inside your bones and muscles.
And it went from top to toe.

And as little as I knew about the "What" and "Where" and "Who" and "How", and as little I could remember from the events that happened before I fell into the black hole that had just kicked me out into consciousness, as obvious it was where the pain was coming from.
My body just wasn't made to be stretched and spread and fixed that way for who knows how many hours.

Actually no-one's body is.

Next to the pain came an incredible grief for something to drink!
That kind of almost unquenchable thirst you may have experienced after a long night of having way too much red wine.
Simultaneously to my trials of remembering whether my current situation was the result of some wild party that went off and beyond, I got aware of that shiny glass of water between my legs, and while my heart beat in desire even through the fog in my brain I knew that this glass and the way it was placed didn't mean any good.

With quite some gratitude, though, I realized that I wouldn't have much time for considerations about this, because I heard the noises of someone nearing from behind me.

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[tanuno]

[LmAnt] Barned 2 - The Caretaker
With deliberate moves that bespoke a body that was in control and in constant use, a guy appeared in my sight.
Tall, with a body younger than his face that looked as he was used to work outside in any wind and weather.

Without my glasses everything was a bit blurry and looking against the light of the rising sun didn't help either,
but it was totally obvious to me that I had no idea who that guy was.

"Good morning", he said free of any apparent emotion and with a dark and rusty voice that sounded as if it wasn't used very often.

He paused as if he was waiting for a reply.
And within seconds that pause felt beyond awkward.
Beyond scaring.

"Who...?" I croaked from the depth of my dried-out throat.

"I'm the local caretaker", he interrupted me and as if talking to an idiot he explained, "I'm taking care of things here, right."

“What do you…?” I tried another question.

“I’m taking care”, he interrupted me again and the stoic tone of this repetition turned it into one of the scariest things ever said to me.

I panicked appropriately.

“Please, let me…!” I rasped and helplessly teared at my restrains.

He didn’t even care to interrupt me this time, because already the way he looked down at me made me stop talking.

Silence followed that was only accompanied with some early birds’ morning songs and the muted humming of some machine or motor in the far.

It took like forever until he eventually cleared his throat and with a faint sigh and a voice that sounded as if he’d try to motivate himself for a hard day of work he said:

“You must be thirsty.”

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[tanuno]

[LmAnt] Barned 3 - Thirst
He sat on a chair that he pulled up, took the glass and raised it close enough to my face that I could almost smell the refreshing aura of what in my eyes seemed to be the most desirable good of all.

I stared at the glass in his hand.
Tried to move it to my lips only by the strength of my will.

So sharply I focused on it that I barely noticed his other hand on my thigh, even though it was rough and felt like waulked sandpaper.

And really, the nature of this event was obvious anyway, right?
I mean, if you wake up after obviously being assaulted and find yourself bound and spread to free accessibility, you’re definitely not part of an urban-art-project but much rather in the hands of some person with violent fantasies of some kind of “sexual” nature.

Blurry or not, my mind was still able to decide that whatever might come would be easier to deal with after quenching the burning thirst.


The hand with the glass moved even closer to my lips and I felt my heart beating heavily.

Oh, that ardent desire!

“All comes at a cost”, the Caretaker quietly stated while his other hand moved over to my tummy and slowly down and up its shapes…and down until his thumb reached the bush that I hadn’t maintained much lately.

Here his move stopped and also the glass in front of me didn’t move at all anymore.

“Say ‘please’!” he eventually asked in a way that reminded at talking to a child that demanded more chocolate for dessert.

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[tanuno]

[LmAnt] Barned 4 - Cost
“You can drink…or you can try licking it from your skin”, he threatened with a smile that was impossible to look away from, just like I was not able to tear my eyes away from his piercing glance.
And really did he tilt the glass with his words as if he was about to pour out the precious good, and at the same time I felt how he carefully took my labia between thumb and index, massaging them gently.

“What do you say?” He wanted to know moving the glass back to a safe position.

Don’t you love it if you have to choose from no choices at all!?

Yet still, I tried to turn the next step into my decision and to disconnect from everything below my yearning throat.

So, it took me a moment before I eventually said what he obviously wanted to hear:

“Please…” came out of me so silently that I had doubts he could understand it.

But a content grunt came as a reply and with a muttered “here we go” he carefully moved the rim of the glass to my lips,
…just as careful as his thumb that simultaneously exposed my clit and kicked a sharp wave of pain through my loins when its 80-grade-grit-skin rubbed over it.

So much about disconnecting from my lower body.

As overwhelming this was, though, I was more concerned about the tiny little sip he only allowed me to drink before he moved the glass away again.
It was just enough to moisten my lips and get some of the dust off my tongue but it felt like all of the water evaporated before I could actually drink it.

A protesting groaning was all I could screw out.
His thumb stopped its torment and the Caretaker fixed his glance at me:

“Say it again”, he demanded.

And I got a pretty clear impression of what game he was about to play on me.

Yet another "mini" series (or MiniMe-Series )
THE END​

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[tanuno]

[SoftFocus] Chain Gang Girls 2/3/4

[SoftFocus] Chain Gang Girls 1​

Get up and work, filthy cunt!

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[llermito]

IronScoutArt - One Weekend With Mell Part 2

 

[llermito]

IronScoutArt - One Weekend With Mell Part 2 / 2

 

[tanuno]

[andreyok] - sexy girl piss

 

[tanuno]

[Andrey2024] BDSM CamShow 2 (3)

[Andrey2024] BDSM CamShow 2 (2)​

 

[tanuno]

[SYNTH] Pow 1 - Medic
Ambushed onroute in her Jeep was this nurses greatest fear.

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[tanuno]

[SYNTH] Pow 2 - Prisoners Of The Sun
KIYOSHI was annoyed. The commandant didn't like him for It was always he who had to sit out in the hot sun on prisoner punishment duty while his friends rested in the cool shade.
As revenge he inserted a bamboo pole in the ground, bent it and forced inside her cunt.
The western bitch would think twice before being disobedient again.

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[tanuno]

[SYNTH] Happy Birthday
Throughout most of his teens Junior had secretly watched his parents play with their dollies late at night.
Now on his 18th birthday Big Mamma and pappy got him his first dolly of his own.
No need to worry if you break it mamma told him, she'd get him another. Plenty out there.

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[tanuno]

[SYNTH] Lady Marjorie
Lord Fosdyke had grown tired of his younger wife Lady Marjorie's flirting with men at every social function.
The best way to deal with her he reasoned was to humiliate her painfully in front of staff.

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[doccop65]

[Thomas Tergel] Obedience School - Day 4
Escapes me. I don't know if "Day 4" exists since I can't find it anywhere (It is assumed that there is a day 3 and a day 5... it is logical to think that there is a day 4)
Will any kind soul on the forum have the answer or the chapter in question?

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I went to SVS comics, who has collections of many artists' works. There is a story called "Holding Out" that falls between Day 3 and 5. Although I haven't downloaded the collection, yet, one can only assume that it's Day 4, since they're listed in sequence. It may be that Tergel either forgot to name it Day 4 or just didn't care to at the time.

 

[aaback]

[Whitehaven] Students 121

Back home, Meghan and Nicole did not want the weekend to end so abruptly, so they locked themselves in the basement to spend the night there as they were, dirty and smelling of old sweat like good, hard-working slave girls. Something had changed between them over the weekend. Yes, formally Meghan was still Nicole’s mistress, but they were also fellow slave girls, good friends, and occasionally lovers.

“I could go on like this forever,” sighed Nicole happily.

Meghan smiled wryly: “Well, 7-by-24 Aidan is maybe a bit much, but I know what you mean. That’s what drew me to the Stable, y’know? Look, the end of the term is approaching. Maybe you want to join the Stable over the summer—if Master accepts you, of course. I could arrange a video interview.”

Nicole thought for a moment: “You think I’m ready for that?”

Meghan shrugged: “You’ve moved in six months ago, Nicky—to the day, actually, and you’ve come a long way.”

“You are right—” Nicole nodded. “—we met in the park¹ half a year ago. Cool!”

“Come here! Tomorrow is a new day, but we still have the night for ourselves.” Meghan opened her arms and invited Nicole to a cuddle. Nicole melted into Meghan’s embrace, and for a while no further words were necessary.

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THE END​

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Thanks for the story. I would be happy to receive a zip file with images and text. Now it's a little tedious to download everything individually.

 

[tanuno]

[HGG] Poor Girl

 

[tanuno]

[Novaksus] Jenna Chapter 1 - 001

Jenna Hall, 28 years old, was standing confidently, sipping some wine while keeping up a tough and charismatic exterior. Several men were swarming her, as they tended to do. The flattery she felt from such attention was intoxicating.

Taking another sip of her wine, she noted the nice aftertaste with the more fruity aroma coming from her drink. Commenting on this, she tried to sound knowledgeable.

Her stance was wide, right leg a little forward, hips rotated slightly, and her torso rotated further, with her right shoulder jutting forward, her left back. Neck strong and straight with her chin dipping down just a little. Giving her ponytail just a little more air. Her hairstyle was based off of a friend from highschool named Brittany. She wore a daring outfit with very expensive heels and a sporty shoulder-covering jacket to finish the look.

As was the fashion, her makeup consisted of 6 months lasting semi-permanent ink, like a tattoo almost, so her eyeliner and part of the eyeshadow didn't need re-applying, but could still work with different colors and styles.

Her white and golden main article of clothing actually had a pattern of dots that varied in transparency. All to allure men, and still radiate power and control.

Despite her absolute stunning looks and charismatic demeanor, she had a huge flaw, one that haunted and frustrated her to no end.

 

[tanuno]

[Novaksus] Jenna Chapter 1 - 002

The first of the men to actually make a real move was disappointing. He was towering over her, like all other men, and most women. He was wearing a cheap wrist watch, and his shirt bore markings of wear and tear that would come from having been used for at least a few times. He wasn't wearing all new threads, and thus, he was below her league.

Being a veteran in mental gymnastics, Jenna had turned herself into quite the golden God. She only wanted a serious thing with someone who was on her level, meaning, someone that never wore the same clothes twice. Someone of at least 210 cm height. If they weren't at least 6'10" then they wasted her time. But, not all of her time. This man was at least that high. And, she could still have fun.

"... And that's why I figured I'd find the hottest thing in here and fuck their brains out." The man said with a casual tone imbued with both restrained excitement and a deep bass. He was checking more and more of her boxes, but he still was beneath her.

"Cha, please. You couldn't handle me on your best days. And trust me, today ain't even one of 'em." Jenna replied, then swirled her drink in her hand before taking another sip. She paced herself quite well, not imbibing too hard in alcohol. She restrained herself because, even though she craved some action, she had one huge flaw that drove her mad.

Another man, wearing exactly what she was looking for, approached. He had blonde and short hair. His glasses were designer ones, and not just any sort of expensive black-rimmed glasses, but top of the line, brand titans. The Figment SpecMaster 3030. They weren't just priced at a normal man's yearly wage, but also only sold to those within powerful positions. Whoever this man was, he was perfect.

So, when the man offered her an expensive drink, she went for it.

The following hour was spent by the white haired man working Jenna into a more compliant mood.

Her biggest weakness was soon about to be revealed.

Jenna felt her crotch glow with want and lust. Horny, as always, she was feeling the need for intimacy grow and grow.

 

[tanuno]

[Merl] Bondage

Note from Tanuno: All the 'Merl' works I share are between 2 to 6 years old (I just resized them and improved their resolution, a little)​