Copyright 2009 Lusty Library. All Rights Reserved http://www.lustylibrary.com en-us Sat, 04 Jul 2009 00:01:02 -0400 webmaster@lustylibrary.com (TheLustyLibrarian) Straight:BDSM http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/BDSM/Happy-Returns_9883 Straight:BDSM Wed, 17 Jun 2009 08:53:13 -0400
Three hours of shameless flirting had left her with nothing. She eyed him across the table, idly toying with a glass of wine. He was polite and charming, always able to make her laugh, but today he had brushed aside her hand at every touch. She was losing concentration, daydreaming about his body pressing down on top of hers, and she missed her cue to laugh at his latest anecdote. He frowned across at her. “You’re not listening,” he sighed, “but perhaps your birthday presents will hold your attention a little better?” She smiled in anticipation and he led her upstairs, pausing at the bedroom door to cover her eyes with his hands. “Keep your eyes closed,” he cautioned, sitting her down on the edge of the bed. "... And open them.” He was stood directly in front of her, her eyes level with his belt buckle. He gestured to the end of the bed, where four brown parcels lay unopened. With a childish laugh of gratification she reached out for the closest parcel, but before her hand could close around it she recoiled in shock, falling back from the force of the cold hard slap across her face. His body was instantly on top of hers, one knee across her stomach, pinning her down, her hands forced high above her head. As she lay helpless beneath him he paused, taking in her wide shocked eyes and the deep red ...

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I joined the Navy fresh out of high school. Good paying jobs were tough to find in Western New York. The steel mills were shutting down.Heavy industry was re-locating down south and paying only one third of the previous wages.When my tour of duty was over I took the civil service test for Correction Officer and passed.My permanent assignment was at a Class-A Max, and eventually, I lucked out and got a wall tower on days.This was the perfect assignment to get out of population and to pursue my first love...reading.
By the time that I was 33 years old, I was debt free and I had modest savings and the start of a good portfolio of mutual funds. My house was paid off in full.To my detriment, I started to go bald in my twenties and at 33 this was a foregone conclusion. Nevertheless, I was fairly good looking at the time: 200 lbs/ 6' 2" tall.I was also single...having yet to find the right girl.
People have always told me that I was such a nice guy and they couldn't believe that I was a Correction Officer. The public perceives us as uneducated brutes. This misconception is reinforced by the liberal news media bias and the current pop culture components of our society. I explained to these people there is a time to be tough and when that time comes you do what has to be done.
In 1985, ...

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He willed himself not to be attracted to her, which is difficult if someone has owned you mind, body and soul by virtue of her shocking beauty and her capricious laughter. She sat across the desk from him, temptation itself, clothed in her sharp black suit and skirt, sophisticated fishnet stockings and sharp black heels. Syrupy sunlight flooded through the window and fell over her, sliced into brilliant bars by the venetian blinds, and her tumbledown black hair was so glossy that parts of it glowed gold. Her hard, hot, dark eyes burned through him and terrible, ruby-red lipstick delineated a cruel mouth. Some people said her chin and nose were a little on the pointy side of perfect classical beauty. But those people, he felt, were idiots. She was gorgeous and he still yearned for her.She looked around his spacious executive office and said, ‘So— you’ve chosen her?’‘Yes.’A dangerous pause.‘“The plain old mare.”’‘For Christ sake! She’s the mother of my children, Zara.’‘That’s fine.’Her tone was light and sensuous as silk, but she regarded him hatefully. He wondered how she saw him: wondered, against his will, if she had been attracted to him in the first place because of his looks. He doubted it: he was well built, but unremarkable; and he was carrying some extra pounds nowadays; and his hair was greying. But he hoped she had never found him unattractive, per se. ‘You’re sweating, John,’ she observed, coldly.He tried to joke about it. ‘You make me nervous.’She laughed a ...

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Colt was finally going to test just how far Josie was willing to go in their sexual games. They had experimented with submissive scenarios several times and Josie always seemed to want more. Josie knew they were going away for the weekend, but had no idea what Colt had in store for her. As soon as Josie walked through the door, Colt grabbed her hair and pulled her to him. As he placed the leather collar around her throat he told her that she would be giving up all control to him over the weekend. Whatever he said, she would do without question. Josie stiffened with fear, but her wet panties gave away her dark desire to be completely powerless. Colt directed Josie to change into the clothes he had picked out for her. As Josie put on the short leather skirt and the lavender corset, she hoped Colt wouldn’t make her wear the overly revealing outfit in public. Colt ordered Josie to lie back on the bed and to spread her legs, allowing him free access. He inserted a vibrator into her wet pussy and showed her the remote control that he would be carrying. With a twist of the dial, Colt made the vibrator run at full speed. The sudden stimulation made Josie jump and moan with pleasure. Colt told Josie that he would be using the remote whenever he chose during the evening just to ...

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We'd each had about six drinks, and we were sitting on the couch at IndoChine in Holland Village. Even in my alcohol-induced state, I knew what was going to come next... and I fairly tingled with excitement. I glanced over at Hope with a come-hither look in my eyes, and she raised her eyebrows at my obviously excited state. We both turned to my boyfriend Jack, who sat next to me on the couch watching the interplay between his girlfriend and her best friend. He grinned as he read our minds, and motioned for the waiter to bring the check. The waiter looked glad to be rid of us — lesbian shows might be good for business in L.A., but here in Singapore a threesome on the couch (however mild) only attracted disapproving attention. The three of us stumbled down the street and into a waiting cab, caressing and kissing as much as we dared. Which, with a few too many Long Island iced teas coursing through our veins, was probably more than we would have under other circumstances. In the cab, an old Chinese man started driving, then turned and asked us where we wanted to go. I removed my lips from Hope's neck and Jack stopped stroking my inner thigh. Where did we want to go? We looked at each other. Hope was the first to speak. "We can't go to my place — my roommates don't take ...

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Tanja had enough of his shit. Ian had been belligerent, obstinate and in general, an ass. It was simple really, get up, come to work, make pizzas, fold boxes and keep your mouth shut. Marty had already talked to Tanja about Ian twice. Tanja secretly hoped he’d continue to act the way he had. Ian was handsome, built and had hinted at being an Adonis in bed. She could only imagine, and it led her to be distracted from her work after a week. Thoughts of breaking his ego didn’t help, either. He’d agreed to do his job and keep his mouth shut, but when she pushed open the door to one of the stands and saw his cup filled with beer, that was the last straw. Tanja knew she had a choice to either fire Ian, or as her carnal desires were pushing for, punish him on her terms. “You’re going to be disciplined for your actions,” she said. Ian sipped his beer one last time, set the cup down and started to walk past her. “I’ll be gone immediately, and collect my paycheck in two weeks at the store.”Tanja grabbed his wrist. “Oh, I’m not going to fire you.” Her eyes narrowed. “You’re not?”“No, I’m not. That wouldn’t do either of us any good. You’d go about your day thinking you pulled the wool over some hot supervisor’s eyes and I’d get nothing out of ...

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Brittney and Phil had been talking over the Internet for about six months when the decided to meet for the first time. She was very nervous because over MSN they had a very “different” relationship than she had with most men she talked to. At first they talked and shared common interests, but after a while that got a bit boring and they both knew that they wanted something more to come of it. She had never seen any pictures of him but the way he typed just made her tingle on the inside. She came online one day and told him that she was horny, not really expecting what was coming next. He told her that he had been waiting for the perfect opportunity to try something new with her and today was perfect. She was excited to see what he had in mind. The first thing he told her was that from now on she was to refer to him as Sir or Master. This made her a little nervous, but she went along with it. She did everything he told her and found that he had made her very wet and she liked him controlling her a lot. At first he played very nice and just helped her get herself peak each time they talked. He warned her that when they would meet it would be very different and he would assert his authority. She got online one day and he signed on to tell her that he ...

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Fluffy Cuffs… JuneHow long had she been there? Heck, why wasn’t there a door on this room? There she was, stark naked, slumped in a chair after one of the most intense orgasms of her life, sweaty and panting, trying to capture her breath when she heard an "ahem." Turning, she spotted her in the doorway. “ June …um err…” Her face flushed a deep crimson red. “You’re supposed to be at work.”June just smiled. “Early day, sweetie...now what have you been up to, you naughty girl?”May’s heart sank in her chest. She was caught like a rabbit in a spotlight, too stunned to move, naked, her image mirrored on the screen via the web cam. Her toys spread about her, her purple whip, her plastic friends, nipple clamps and fluffy handcuffs. Just as stunned, he watched from across an ocean, mesmerized by the scene unfolding before him.“Hands on your head,” June spoke kindly yet forcefully. “Seems like May likes to play a little rough.” May was mortified but her hands rose to her head, her submissive nature taking over and a familiar tingle returned between her thighs. June’s hands reached over her, cupped her breasts and licked the back of her neck. Shivers ran through May’s body. June whispered, “Such nice breasts, I’m going to have so much fun clamping them and whipping them, aren’t I, my little slave?” With that she started to pinch and pull, twist and twist her nipples. May was lost in a sea of sensations ...

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-Her Point Of View-It was a stormy night outside, but not yet raining. I stood outside waiting for him, standing in the shadows cast by the many giant trees that framed the street. My long, deep brown hair, untied, swept around my face with every light breeze. I began straightening my ruffled dark grey skirt; I had chosen my favourite to show off my long legs. With one look at my form-fitting, blood red tank top, I knew it did not need fixing. Finally, I heard what I had been waiting for: a car's motor coming slowly from the darkness beyond the end of the street. Sure enough, within minutes his dark black vehicle with tinted windows was coasting towards my place. He quickly brought the car to a stop and I enthusiastically jumped in. When I got in I could smell the pine air freshener and could feel his tense wanting of me. Cast in shadows, hiding his sly smile from my view, he was dressed in a dark t-shirt with dark jeans. When I reached over to kiss his lips, he surprised me by not letting me go as soon as he usually does. Instead, he snaked his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. Apparently he was in no hurry to get to his place, but rather wanted to start things right there. Reaching over, I ran my hand through his hair, as we kissed each other ...

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I wake up with a jolt, my body tightening in agonizing pleasure. I move my head to the side, trying to make sense of my surroundings. As my bleary gaze adjusts, I take in the fact that I am bound...to a table. My hands clench and metal digs into the tender flesh of my wrists. Another piercing pain rips through me and I take a deep breath to calm myself. I direct my now steady gaze down my body and find that unsurprisingly I'm naked, and tied at my ankles and hips. However, I am surprised to see two metal clamps attached to my nipples with wires running along my body. "Hello?" I say loudly, my voice echoing through the dark room. No one answers. "Hello! Where the fuck am I? Will someone answer me?"I cry out as another electric shock travels to my nipples. My eyes roll back into my head and I moan softly in pain. A deep throb of pleasure has started inside my lower stomach. "You are being punished," a deep, very male voice states."What for? Who are you?" The tremors in my voice are so real."You slut, I saw you all over him at the restaurant. When are you ever going to learn that you are mine and mine only!?"I cry out as another bolt shoots through me, my back arches off the table, this one hurt more than the last. My body relaxes and I realize who is talking to me. "Baby, I wasn't, ...

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