Mistress Kathia's Dungeon.

Even though we are long gone from the west of Scotland it still holds fond memories. gagging In the time that has passed since we have both become cock monsters yes both of us but that story or I should say those stories are for another time. So next time boys you see that plain jane from next door just think..... she might have that little something you want. I know I have. PS. I asked Bill to write this story and Hardcore he wrote. I and my mates came back from the pub and rode my wife, the end. he's got a way with words that man. This place felt weird. Was this a dream? My senses suggested it. Too damped was the shining light, too hollow the sound to be real. But on the other side, it felt too real to be not. So it probably was something in between. I stood in a great hall made of quartz, looking like a Greek temple, mist swirled through the air, greatly decreasing my range of sight. And for some reason, I was standing there all nude. "Hello? Is there someone?" my voice echoed through the hall again and again until it started to sound foreign, becoming a whisper in my ear, asking me the very same question. What was this place? I felt a little insecure, but step after step I moved forward, trespassing crested pillars, ever seeing only 10 meters in front of me, until I reached some sort of huge bathing pool. This seemed to be the source of the mist. I couldn't see how big it was as I could see no end but that I was standing on, however this was the only way I could go. So I stuck my feet into the water, which was more than pleasant - I think it had my exact body temperature. Being encouraged by this, I descended to the water and started to wade through the water which reached up to my chest. Suddenly, I heard some other whisper, which spanking sounded like it would be spoken directly into my ear. I couldn't understand what it said, though. As I proceeded, the voice became more clearly. It sounded like a woman whispering, "Don't fear, you are almost there!" Although the voice whispered, it sounded beautiful. I wanted to see the woman it belonged to by any cost! I started to walk faster and finally, I arrived at the other end of the pool. I got out and looked down on my wet body. I was 1.76 meters tall and quite thin. I had no visible muscles and had a somewhat tender figure. My black hair was cut short and my eyes were shining blue. I was shaved and even shaved blonde my average sized cock, although there was no reason teen to do it as I have never even kissed a girl. But hey, you can hope, right? Too my feet there was something that looked like a path, a two meter wide immersion in the quartz floor. I stepped forth only a little and saw something that looked like a throne that had pyramid-like platforms around it, maybe 2 meters of height, the platform the throne stood on had a radius of 2 meters as well. Or Moo Cow. Sandy was standing beside the gagging passenger door anxiously waiting for her mistress spanking to unlock the door. You know a lot about biology, you know humans can’t do sexual acts in their sleep.” David asked Debra Hardcore if she was OK with everything and if not she should say if she did not want do it anymore and it would not affect their relationship. But a few years back he had his accident. I asked. “We have to celebrate.” “Great, but don’t forget what we taught you. Her head was spinning as she was being guided to a tall boulder which was soon to be the makeshift bed she was going to be fucked on. “Then when you get dressed in the morning maybe you could think about how much you appreciate me helping you and your husband.” Then she moved away from teen me, raised up, and to my horror, I saw that I had been fucking my sister Jen. She stretched her back, her youthful, fierce face birthing something wicked. This was it. Not giving Linda any chance to move Sue pushed her "I will never ever forget this, sweetie." It felt a little awkward because she had caught me staring at blonde her.