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I often start writing these stories at times when I am feeling lonely, frustrated, or bored. I then end up continuing them in response to the prurient interest of female friends. The two stories here so far are compiled from various lj posts from around 2003-2005. I might add more stuff in the future.

These are some, (but not all), of my more extreme fantasies - images that I personally find exciting. They do not necessarily represent any resemblance to my actual life, or expectations of my actual life, although I do consider mutual interest in D/s an important aspect of any romantic relationship I may have. I am a responsible and rational human being, two traits that are not usually applicable to fantasy.

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The date had gone exceptionally well. He had never actually been on a date before, usually beginning relationships after drunkenly going home with someone he met in a bar or club. He decided that since this was a date, he'd leave her at her door, maybe with a friendly kiss, and go home. "I'll call her in a couple days and see if she wants to do something else, isn't that how this is done?", he thought to himself.

"Walk me up to my apartment", she says, almost imperatively.

He followed her into the building and onto the elevator. He could see almost an evil smirk on her lips in the mirrors that lined the elevator walls. "Does she want to fuck or something?", he wondered to himself, getting excited. He kept a straight face up to the 15th floor.

He followed her off the elevator and down the hall to her apartment door. "That was nice", she said, "I think I like you. Take off your clothes! Now!"

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She laid on top of him for awhile, motionless except for an occasional pinch to his nipple or bite into his back. Suddenly she got up off of him. "He's a pretty useless bitch, isn't he?," said the original voice, that of his date.

"He's good for fucking, that's probably it. Want to take a crack at it?"

"No. I prefer to wait and watch the next show."

"Heh heh. That will be tasty! Where is that little bitch?", said the second female voice.

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"You're late again, asshole!," the second woman's voice said, "You better take all your clothes off and crawl in here NOW, if you know what's good for you."

"I don't know if I'm in the mood tonight," said a male voice from the other room.

"Then you must be in the mood to spend the night on the street, asshole!", said the first woman's voice, "You can come back tomorrow for your shit, or you can do what you are told, NOW!"

Our hero was still on his knees with the spreader bar on his ankles and hands cuffed to his cock. He could hear a sound he assumed was the man crawling into the room.

"Who the hell is that?", the man's voice said.

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Still holding him by the hair, she pressed his face into the other man's crotch. "Lick, you faggot!", the first woman commanded. He gingerly stuck out his tongue into the other mans soft, hairy, dangling genitals, moving it between the scrotum and base of the cock. She pressed his face harder into the other man. He was licking and sucking the man's balls now. He could feel the beginnings of an erection against his left cheek. He couldn't believe what he was doing, but even more disturbing was the fact that he felt himself getting turned on.

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He must have passed out then, because the next thing he knew he was lying on his side with someone digging their foot into his crotch.

"Wake up!", the first woman said, "My toes need sucking, and you have been a good enough boy to earn it." He felt her pinch his nose with her foot. "Open your mouth!", she commanded, and added in a haughty tone, "Wide."

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It was Carl and Christina's 3rd wedding anniversary. At the request of Christina, they had decided to forego the traditional anniversary gifts that Carl preferred, (last year he had given her a pair of garnet earrings and she had given him a couple cotton shirts), and instead give each what the other asked for, no matter what.

Carl arrived home from work to the smell of cooking. Evidently she had left work early and cooked them dinner, a pleasant suprise, he thought. When he entered the kitchen he saw her sitting at the kitchen table wearing a long overcoat, her legs tucked under her chair.

"Have you decided what you want, honey?", asked Christina. He sensed a bit of mischief in her eyes and tone.

He smiled, "Yes. I have decided to go with the traditional gift of leather for our 3rd anniversary. I'd either like something like a jacket for myself, or, if you are feeling adventurous, maybe something for yourself like leather lingerie or sexy boots." He blushed a bit to himself at that thought.

"Already done", she said as she stood up from the table. Christina was wearing black leather stilleto heeled shoes...no, boots he determined as she opened up the coat. His jaw dropped. She was also wearing a black leather corset, her breasts exposed, and a leather garter belt, stockings and panties.

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