"Pardon me Madame, but we're in Port.""

Francesca D'Abrette opened her eyes to see the Captain's bearded face on
the large colour monitor that hung from the ceiling of her opulent cabin.

"Thanks, Bole." She stretched, catlike, working the sleep from her body.
"Give me an hour or so to get ready, and we'll go ashore. Oh... and tell the
crew that tonight's a party night."

The corner of the Captain's mouth twitched in what might have been a
smile. "At once, Madame." He nodded and the screen went dark.

CHAPTER FIVE

"Now, my little whore," Fabian said softly, "you have some cocksucking to do."

"No, please!" Margo wept, her throat constricting at the thought. "I can't, I'll be sick… I just can't!"

"You will," Fabian said, and his boot slid down her whipped asscheeks, rasping over her crimson flesh as it worked into the crack of her ass.

Amy really liked the wine.  Mrs. Dalton was so cool, to let her hang out and sip wine on the deck with her.  Amy had been Mrs. Denton’s daughter’s best friend, until Cindy had fallen in with an older crowd.  Amy had been hurt by that, but Mrs. Dalton seemed to understand and had been making Amy feel more than welcome in her home any time she wanted to come over.

Emily finds out the hard way that safewords aren't everything.

"Lindsey Blossoms” – Part 4

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"Oh, my God," Max is freaking inside his head.  "This is the hottest thing I've ever seen in my life!"  With his blindfold just removed, he's positive that not even the threat of coal-fired pokers mere millimeters from his eyeballs would have the power to make him blink and miss the incredible action about to unfold before him.

Jennifer was the type of girl that all the other girls hated. She was a
beautiful, blonde, and blue-eyed with a figure that consisted of truly
unbelievable curves and a pair of tits that looked outrageously huge on her
otherwise petite body. She was on the short side of average at only 5'2" tall
and it didn't seem to matter what she wore, tight or loose, formal or casual
or even work clothes, her dynamite figure was easily discernable. To make
matters worse, for the other girls, she was always outgoing and friendly to

*** Chapter 4: The Training Continues

While Mary lay exhausted on the table she didn't see the 
woman approach from the top of her head. Suddenly she 
was looking up to her crawling onto the table. She 
crawled between Mary's outstretched arms and moved until 
her knees were on either side of Mary's head. When Mary 
looked up all she could see was this woman's thighs and 
her neatly trimmed pussy.