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This was posted by Laurie years ago. I think it's very horny. I've always enjoyed being with sexually frustrated women. Too bad Laurie doesn't come around here - she was great.

MJ

Down at the Site

"What's wrong with you?" Joe questioned his friend Chuck as they sat
down for lunch. Taking a big bite of his sandwich he looked at Chuck.
They bought worked construction and were working on a downtown
apartment complex. Their lunch took place sitting on the tailgate of
Joe's old pickup truck.

"Nothing," Chuck mumbled looking dismal.

"Well, you could of fooled me. You look like shit. You don't even

I'm taking a new med and for some days now I've not been all that interested in sex. Well, my brain is always interested in sex. Sometimes my body doesn't cooperate. I've managed to get pretty wet this evening, though. My GF has been working her way through our toy repertoire. When I came out of the bathroom this morning she handed me a tease ball. "Put this on." We were staying home today, watching sports, so I shrugged, put it on, wore it for about an hour or so - getting mildly aroused but nothing spectacular.

A while later she stopped me in the hallway. "Give it here." I fished it out, a little embarrassed, and handed it to her. She gave me a small 4" battery vibe; "Put that in." That wasn't as easy to wear and still move around the house doing laundry and so on, but I did it. After a while she stopped me again, took the vibrator back and put some nipple clamps on me under my t-shirt, cupping each breast and sucking my nipples to a point before she slid them in place. I wore those for maybe a half-hour, which was about all I could stand; she took them off, licked and sucked my nipples again and gave me a small bullet vibe to put next to my clit.

It's been a very long time since I started a story. I think this one has possibilities. Enjoy! And feel free to add to the story if you're so inspired.

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The anklet snapped shut with an ominous click. It was beautiful and heavy - gold inlaid with intricate enameled patterns. But I knew that click was the dividing line between my old life and a new, unknown one. The chief eunuch, a hugely fat terrifying man, heaved himself heavily to his feet and stared down at me. In addition to his substantial girth I have never seen a taller man. He must have been seven feet tall.

"You are the property of the sultan now, in every way," he said. Seeing my fright, he patted my head. I resisted the urge to shrink back from his touch. "Don't worry, little bird. You are pretty and young. As long as you follow the rules, your life will be pleasant here. You will have every luxury, plenty to eat, beautiful clothes and jewelry, perfumes. Life is easy for good little birds."

I've been blocked for a while (from this site). Just testing again in the hope of contributing something tantalicious for all you readers out there.
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