1. Pieces-How do you keep yourself ready for sex


    Date: 8/21/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 50, Source: xHamster

    days I had to wait between orgasms. Which it would be would be determined by the flip of a coin. Grinning widely, she laughed and said, “Go on, little boy, pick a number.” My mind raced, as I looked from her to my girlfriend and back, they were both grinning now. I did math quickly in my head. Did I want to play it safe, pick 19 and get the same number of orgasms either way? Or did I want to pick a different number, hoping that I could get more orgasms? I had been locked in my cage for over three weeks. No orgasm, unable to even get hard without it hurting. My cock wanted more than 19 orgasms this year. I was definitely thinking with my cock when I answered “Three, Miss.” The women howled with laughter. Her friend said, “You are a horny little slut. I do hope it doesn’t blow up in your face.” Both women were grinning, I knew they each wanted to see heads come up, while I was praying for tails. Her friend flipped the coin, as I watched it spin in the air my cock was eagerly hoping for tails, but there was a little part of my mind that was saying, “Would heads really be all that bad?” I was desperate. It was the fourth time in the past six months I was late with rent. When I told my landlord he just looked at me. He told me he would give me one more week to come up with the money if I sucked his cock. I quickly refused and he just laughed. “Fine”, he said. “Rent in full by this evening or the eviction notice will be on your door in the morning.” I gave in immediately, really ...
    had no choice. I started to get on my knees and he laughed again. “Oh no, Princess” he chuckled, “I want you all dressed up and pretty.” I blushed. When he had come to do some repairs a few weeks earlier he had walked in on me while I was dressed in lingerie and heels. Completely defeated I nodded, said “Yes Sir” and turned to walk into my bedroom. He followed me and watched as I changed. He smiled wickedly as I stripped, exposing my smoothly shaven body and small cock. It was very humiliating to put on stockings and garters and panties as he watched. A bra with fake breasts, a sheer blouse, short pleated skirt and heels. He looked me up and down and grinned. “Makeup and wig too, bitch” was all he said. “Yes Sir” I sighed, and quickly did my makeup, using bright red “please may I suck your cock” lipstick. Settling my wig on my head I stood submissively before him and asked, “Please may I suck your cock now Sir?” Laughing, he replied, “Not quite yet, Princess” and grabbing my arm pulled me out of my apartment. I stumbled behind him on my heels as he dragged me down the stairs to the landing on the first floor. Pushing me to the floor, he kicked my legs open and stood between them, dropping his pants to his ankles. Suddenly I found myself sitting on the floor, legs open, panties exposed, his cock dangling in front of my nose. I knew all the tenants would be coming home in seconds. I started to protest and he cut me off. “You want more time, bitch, start sucking.” Closing my eyes ...