Written for a friend

[majinman]

I've recently written a bunch of stories for a few friends of mine, and I figured y'all might like them too. A bunch of discipline, some public sex and humiliation. My friends in question loved the shit out of them, so you might too.

You're puttering around the house, cleaning, straightening up, whatever, when you hear a knock at the door. A bit embarrassed you decided to forgo the bra today for comfort and your nipples are visible, you go to answer the door, where you see me grinning, somewhat maliciously. "Sir!" you squeak, "I wasn't expecting you for a few more hours! I'm a mess, inside is a mess, I'm sorr..."
"Shut up, sl*t," I growl. My hand wraps around your throat as I press you into the doorframe, forcing my mouth to yours. You try to murmur something about your neighbors seeing, as my free hand slides under the waistband of your leggings, but a quick slap across your face and a forceful yank to the front of your shirt with the hand that was around your throat shows you who is in control here. Tits out, someone else's fingers buried deep in your pussy, you start to shudder pleasurably. I move from your mouth (my tongue exploring your mouth, biting and pulling your lower lip as your breathing quickens), I move to your neck and ears, nibbling, biting, letting your mouth open to moan your pleasure. Your hands, as if by their own accord, seek the fly of my shorts to caress my growing cock. You unbutton and unzip me, taking my throbbing member in your hand, to stroke it. I pull away from your neck, slowly pull my fingers out of your pussy, and stick them in your mouth to clean. You suck your juices off my fingers as I step back to look at you. Your shirt is pushed down around your waist, and the flush from your cheeks spreads very nicely down your breasts, as you realize how much you're on display.
"Will you come inside, Sir?" you pant. I motion for you to lead the way, and quicken your pace with a firm swat of your behind. Once we're inside, and I've closed the door with a nudge of my foot, I grab a fistful of hair to stop you. Three more quick swats of your ass makes it jiggle in a most appealing way, and you sigh in contentment. A yank up and then a yank down pulls your thong very deep in your ass, and then your leggings down past your thighs.
"I always liked looking at your ass, girl. Shake it for me." You lean against the wall and twerk for all you're worth, moving all of the right parts in all of the right ways. Leaving another handprint on your bare ass, I lead you to the TV area, where I sit on the couch.
"May I...may I service you, Sir?" You ask, kneeling before me.
"Not yet, sl*t. Go get your supplies." You start to rise, but a firm hand on your head pushes you back down. "On your knees, girl. Bring your supplies to your Master on your knees." You scurry away on hands and knees, legs glistening, to get what is needed for your pleasure and your punishment.
A few minutes past, and you come back, still on hands and knees, handcuffs and riding crop in your mouth. You place both in my outstretched hand and lean back into a squat, spreading your legs. I walk around you, examining you. My dick caresses your cheek, and you try yo kiss it, but a quick slap puts you back in position. Disdaining the handcuffs, I pull a long length of dark blue silk cord from my pocket.
"Arms behind your back," I bark, and you comply immediately, elbows touching, breasts thrust out, nipples hard. I begin binding your arms, not loose by any means, but not tight enough to cut off circulation. Chuckling softly, I yank up your thong again, and loop some of the silk around it, pulling it tight against your juicy pussy. You squirm a bit until a nipple pinched and twisted convinces you to stop. I pull two clothespins from another pocket, bringing a squeal of delight to your lips. I apply them slowly, watching your face and breasts flush again as the waves of pleasure begin. Your eyes flutter and close as everything takes hold, mouth opening slightly as your breath quickens. I use this opportunity to thrust my engorged cock between your lips. You begin to moan pleasurably around the meatlog in your mouth as I pound your throat, your tongue working to bring me even more pleasure. Hands buried in your hair, I fuck your mouth long enough that you lose track of time. You're shocked when I jerk your head away, only to feel my hot load splash all over your chest and tits. You're grinning hugely, proud of the size of the load you were able yo produce from my dick, proud you were allowed to suck me off at all, happy to have some of me on you. "Clean me up, girl," I say, breathing heavily, pleased with you. "And don't forget the balls this time, either." You quickly start licking my shaft mumbling around your mouthful "No, Sir. I won't, Sir." As you're focusing on my balls, my still-hard shaft laying across your face and one of your eyes, I caress your cheek with a thumb and say "You've been a really good girl the past few weeks. So good, in fact, that I think you've earned a collar." Your eyes light up, and I can hear you grin as you thank me profusely, giving my cock one last going over with your tongue, my seed cooling on your breasts.

[majinman]

I love being out here" you say, "but I feels like my head is always in the clouds."
"Well," I say, "that's a good place for your head. The only better place would be between my legs."
I grab a fistful of hair and spin you around. You hear the *snik* of handcuffs around your wrists and hear the popping of your camisole straps as I rip your top down, exposing your pale breasts. "I thought this time you'd tie me to the bed, Sir?" you murmur.
"Shut up, girl. You'll service me when and where I want." I growl, as my belt flicks across your gorgeous ass once, twice, three times, producing three squeaks of pleasure. "It's hard to kneel in front of me tied to my bed."
I wrap my fist around your throat and lead you outside, your tits thrust forward by your arms tied behind you, pants already unbuttoned to show damp panty (I was playing with some pussy before). With a hard swat of your ass, I walk you in from my balcony, where your pants fall of entirely, showing that shapely ass and thighs. You can see the adjacent apartment complex, its tenants out on their balconies,squirm, apprehensive of having me enter in full view of people. You start to squirm, but a firm *thwap* across your ass from the riding crop I've left outside stops that, and elicits a moan of pleasure, too. "Hmm. We can't have that, can we?" I murmur. I yank off your panties, taking a long, hard view of your ass, spreading the cheeks, sliding a finger in, using the lube from your pussy. I ball your panties up, and shove them in your mouth, to quiet your moans of pleasure. "Hmm... That won't do either," I murmur Leaving you tied up in the open for everyone to see, I go back and grab some rope, to secure your panties in your mouth. I'd hate to have them come out while I'm inside you. "After all," I say, "I'd hate for the neighbors to ask questions." You look back over your shoulder with wide eyes and nod your head nervously. "Exactly," I say, "Particularly the one down one over on his balcony, grilling lunch." After leaving another line from my crop on your shapely ass, I start teasing your pussy lips with the head of my fat dick. Rubbing the head along the slick lips of your pussy, teasing, just the head, in and out. The neighbors keep looking up and I slide my hand down your neck from the fistful of hair I had to show you what the risk is, who will see you being fucked, who will be watching you orgasm if you're too noisy. Air hisses through your lips around you pink, lacy panties and I pull your hair tighter, arching your head all the way back. I lean close, kissing and nibbling your neck and ears, not always gently. You squirm and try to say something about leaving marks; I growl for you to shut it, sl*t, and draw my crop across your ass twice, eliciting a flush and a murmured "Thank you,Sir."
Finally, suddenly, I THRUST inside you and start pumping for all you're worth. Your moans increase tenfold, even with the panty gag. You can see the guy grilling look up, to try and see what the noise is coming from. You struggle, in vain, to control your breathing and keep quiet. One hand on your hip, other pulling your hair, pulling you onto me, I get deeper and deeper with each thrust, producing wave after wave of pleasure radiating from your pussy. I watch your back contort and feel those waves of pleasure in your pussy, as you gush and orgasm, over and over, the sun warming all of your exposed skin. The panties can only do so much, and Griller looks up again, trying harder to find out where the hell all this muffled moaning is coming from. After cumming SEVERAL times, your body goes limp. I slap me once hard across your ass to remind you that we are no where close to finished. I untie you with one hand, leaving the other buried in your hair, to drag you to the floor, where I begin fucking you from behind, both hands full of your hair. Your face pressed against the rug outside, you lose track of the fucking. You cum, over and over, staining the rug.
Eventually, I pull out and you look back to see why. I'm glistening with sweat, my dick and balls glistening with your juice, breathing hard. I slap your ass and tell you to turn around. "I want to cum on your face," I murmur, as you eagerly spin on your knees to attend to my cock.
Suffice it to say, you spent more time looking at my stomach then anything else on this trip out.
One hand eagerly working your overworked pussy, you lick and suck every square inch of my junk, cumming once more. And then I start working your throat. One hand in your hair, I force you down as far as possible, and then a bit further. You try to pull back, but my hand is like iron in your hair, forcing your throat around my fat dick. I finally relent, and you pull back, gasping, only to go back to work. Twice you pull back, and on the third time, I spray your face, and tits, with cum. You look up at me, grinning, breathing heavily, but happy as a clam.

[majinman]

Naked and horny, I drag you by your hair onto the balcony and force you to your knees. There's just something so wonderful about a bj in the sun. You get to work, one of my hands buried in your hair to guide you and the other free to slap or a flick of my quirt across your backside when you need some....encouragement. After earning a few stiff slaps, you finally get down to business like you should, after thanking me and murmuring you'll do better. You do, focusing on all the parts of my dick in turn. After a normal amount of time, the expected occurs. I cum, and it's a big load. Just beforehand, I stand up and jerk your head back by the hair, and I cum all over your face, hair, and tits. You look up at me and start to whine about how you don't want it on your face, you'd rather have it in your mouth to swallow, you LOVE swallowing, blah blah blah. Two hard slaps across your cummy face stops that, but you need to be taught not to complain. I bend you over the balcony wall, tie you there, and reach for the quirt again. Sure, the head is good, but not good enough to put up with complaining like that. I come back. Your pussy, already soaked from blowing me outside, got even more wet knowing your punishment was coming. You get 5 quick swats by hand, as a warm up. You're producing an unsatisfactory amount of sound, so your balled-up granny panties go in your mouth, and you earn another 5 swats from the quirt for them. You know better than to wear full-backed panties when you come to see me, and you need to be disciplined so you don't forget next time. Then I reach around and fasten a clothespin to each nipple. The pain blossoms, and then slowly becomes almost pleasure, but each jerk of your body sends new tendrils of pain arcing through your body. You get 10 across each cheek with my belt for the complaining. If you're going to whine and complain like a child, you're going to be disciplined like a child, as well. The final part of your punishment has me turning you around and tying you back up. Rather than offering your ass for all to see, it's your tits and a pussy that came twice in its beating on display. Neighbors of mine two doors down can clearly see you, and they're a lecherous lot. They get plenty of eyefulls of you as you come down from your punishment.

[majinman]

As soon as you get off the plane and reach me, I yank your thong up, so everyone can see. It makes you uncomfortable, it makes sure everyone that sees and knows what you're here for, and it turns me on. Once we get to the parking lot, your hands get cuffed behind your back, forcing out those delicious tits straining that see-through shirt. As we get to my car, you turn around, and beg for a spanking. You had naughty thoughts on the plane, and need to be punished. I oblige, reddening your ass for you. I parked away from lights, near the back of the lot, but your yelping is clearly audible, as well as the crack of my hand against your delicious ass. The yelps earned you a few more. I switch your cuffs to the front so you can sit in the car and instruct you to take your bra off. You earn a slap and two more spanks for that. You should know better. For the entire ride home, my fingers are buried in your pussy. You writhe in pleasure, your tits flopping out of your shirt after a few minutes in your struggles. We arrive at my apartment with you a sweaty mess, and my car seat wet. I march you into my apartment building, tits exposed for all to see, pants sliding down, exposing more and more of your sexy ass. In the elevator, I kiss you for the first time, biting your lip hard enough to make you moan again in pleasure. On my floor, you walk all the way down the hall to my floor, spreading your legs to try and keep pants up that are almost halfway down your ass, exposing a red handprint. Once we're in my apartment, your pants fall all the way off and you immediately try to drop to your knees. You're very hungry for cock; it was a long flight, and the ride to my place didn't really help. I haul you up by your hair and drag you to the balcony. I've always wanted a bj on the balcony, in the moonlight. After several minutes of you throating my dick, you look up to me and beg for me to free your hands, to better service me. A hard slap rings out, my hand imprinted on your face, and you redouble your efforts on my dick. After another few minutes, I pull you back by your hair, slap you again, and tell you to sit there. Stepping out of my pants and boxers, I go back into my apartment for a moment while you sit there, sweaty and panting with the exertion you're giving to servicing my dick with your mouth. I come back out, looking grim. "Because you couldn't behave yourself on the plane, and because you were wearing a bra, you need to be bound tighter." I pull you up by your hair, spin you around so your titties are facing the world, and, leaving the handcuffs on, bind you at the elbows behind your back, as well. Pulling your head back by the hair, I kiss and bite your neck, while pinching and kneading a nipple. You writhe, your hands desperately trying to grab at my cock as it pokes your back and ass. Trying to grab to play with, or jerk off, or just to hold, as the hand playing with your nipples traces down your body to begin fingering you. Two fingers, then three, flashing in to and out of your juicy-wet pussy. You cum almost immediately from all the pent-up excitement.

[majinman]

And because I'm not a dick, I feel like you guys deserve this one, but it's too short for its own thread.


You want to be slapped? You want to be spanked until your ass glows? I have a paddle I can use. Tie you up, spread on my balcony, to take a few whacks at your backside. Between each thwack, I'll put something in your pussy. Sometimes a finger or three, sometimes my dick, sometimes my tongue, sometimes the handle of my paddle. As you get progressively wetter, the hits get harder until it starts to run down your creamy white thighs. Then, like thunder, the discipline stops and I'm pounding you from behind, your back contorting, your pussy spasming in orgasm again and again until I fill you up. Without giving you time to clean yourself, I rush you into clothes and we go shopping, thong exposed, nipples still tight, me dripping out of you. I'm not looking for anything in particular, I just wanted to bring you to the mall, the taste of cock still on your tongue, my juice dripping out of you, with you on display.

[smjimmie1348]

Well that was interesting not that was so bad and horrible I might need to torture myself for reading this crap