Truth or Dare

That was wonderful. Great job!!!


Your turn.... :)

Thanks Gigi! *beams*

I have to hit the sack now, so I give the question away for someone who has time and fun here...

Good night and will be back soon!

:kiss::kiss::kiss:
 
Find the dirtiest porn video you can and tell us your reaction and what it made you want to do, and you must post a link to the video.
This one has caught my eye lately. I have never been DOMMEly, but with all the crap Jim put me through at the end of our relationship, I wouldn't mind finding a good little boy to play with until I heal.


Any takers? ;)

(if you all can't see it let me know.)
 
This one has caught my eye lately. I have never been DOMMEly, but with all the crap Jim put me through at the end of our relationship, I wouldn't mind finding a good little boy to play with until I heal.


Any takers? ;)

(if you all can't see it let me know.)

Very nice, I guess I'll take another!
 
Ok, I'll do one for Safra and one for EG.

Truth for Safra: I want to know about your first D/s experience in detail. If it hasn't happened yet, please tell me your perfect ideal first encounter.

Dare for EG: I dare you to write a short essay/short story of about me using only what you can see in my profile.

I hope these are bland or too boring.

As promised...here you are, you very own erotic story!
(A little rushed, but I hope you enjoy!)


Gigi lay on the grass in Hyde Park, enjoying the rare English sunshine. So far, her vacation to London had been a lot of fun; seeing the sights, meeting the delightful local, all so different from her home in Georgia, USA. Suddenly a dark shadow fell across her, both physically and metaphorically.

'Well, well, well, look who we 'ave here then!'

Gigi looked up, squinting in the sunshine, trying to make out the owner of that deep voice.

'If it isn't London's most famous drug dealer!' the male voice exclaimed. 'Thought you could fool the Old Bill by changing your hair colour did you?'

Gigi could now make out the unmistakable uniform of a British policeman.

'I....I'm sorry sir, I don't know what you're talking about' she stuttered, more than a little confused.

'Oh, you can't fool me with a fake American accent, I wasn't born yesterday! Now, on your feet; you and I are going to have a little chat down at the station.'

She rose, slowly, gaining a little confidence now

'Listen, I don't know who you think I am, but you are very much mistaken!' she exclaimed.

'Oh, is that right?' the policeman rebuffed. 'Let me see some ID then.'

Gigi patted her pockets, a blush slowly rising to her cheeks. She bent down, rooting through her handbag, with no success.

'I'm afraid I don't have it on me, maybe I could dash back to the hotel and find it?'

'Oh, well isn't that convenient!' he laughed. 'I don't think you're going anywhere, Missy. Now, turn around, hands behind your back, you are under arrest. Don't try anything silly.'

She did as he asked, and felt the cold steel of the handcuffs click into place, pulling her arms back and pushing her chest forward. Despite her predicament, she felt a rush of pleasure through her body as she pulled at the cuffs.

The policeman's rough hands grasped her, dragging her non to gentle towards his waiting van. She could feel the eyes of everyone in the park on her, and her blush deepened. Unceremoniously, she was pushed into the back of the van, her bag thrown after her and the door slammed behind her, blocking out all of the daylight.

The journey to the station seemed to last forever, giving Gigi time to reflect. Obviously this was just a silly mistake, and it wouldn't take long before she was issued with an apology and could continue her holiday. At least she'd have a story to tell to the folks back home!

Her musing was interrupted as the van stopped. Again she was roughly escorted out of the vehicle and into the station, past the drug dealers, prostitutes and petty criminals crowded around the front desk. She was led into a small side room, the door closed and bolted behind her. The room was a classic interview area, bare floors and walls, a desk, two chairs and a bright lamp the only furniture. Her bag was dumped on the table, her cuffs unlocked, and she sat down at the table, rubbing her sore wrists

'Let's 'ave a look inside shall we?' the policeman chuckled, obviously pleased at capturing such and elusive, and pretty criminal.

Slowly Gigi personal items were laid on the desk. Suddenly she let out a gasp. 'Oh God, I so hope I remembered to take out my vibrator!' she thought, panicking. The smile on the policeman's face told her otherwise.

'What do we have here then?' he exclaimed, placing the toy on the desk in front of them both.

'Erm....it's.....it's just a toy' stuttered Gigi, mortified by his find.

'And what would a young girl such as yourself want with a toy like this?' he continued.

'It's....I....I meant to take it out!'

Beneath her embarrassment, a seed of doubt was begging to grow in her mind. What was this asshole doing, embarrassing her like this? He knew fine well what it was. Plus, why was there no-one else in the room with her? Her fears grew as he finished searching the bag, tipping it upside down before tossing is carelessly onto the floor.

'I'm afraid I will have to undertake a search of your person now' he announced.

'But...shouldn't that be done by a woman?' Gigi protested.

'Shut your mouth!' he barked. 'Unless you want to spend a long time here, you will do exactly as I say. In case you hadn't noticed, this room is locked, there are no recorders or cameras, and no-one noticed you come in here. So you don't have a lot of choice!'

'Wait, you can't do this!' she cried, realising as she said it the mess she was in.

'Now, stand up, and remove your clothes. Do it slowly, so I can make sure you're not hiding anything' he sat back, and evil smile on his face.

Gigi stood slowly, breathing hard now from the shock of the situation. She weighed up her options, realising quickly she had no choice. How dare this animal take advantage of her? And yet, deep within her, her body was reacting to his orders in the same way it reacted to the handcuffs.

Slowly she removed her red t-shirt, revealing her bra, chest heaving, nipples hard from the cold of the room, but also from her deep-seated arousal. Next came the jeans, squeezing that pert bottom out of the pants to reveal matching knickers. She stood before him in only her underwear, his eyes on her toned body, the smile having never left his face.

'And the rest...stop fucking around!' he barked.

She slipped the bra off her shoulders, unclasping it at the back and letting it fall to the floor. Hands shaking now, she sipped her fingers into her panties, slowly tugging them down, letting them fall around her ankles before kicking them to one side. Shivering in the cold, and from the shame of being naked before him, she tried vainly to cover up as his eyes travelled over her delightful naked body.

He stood up, and she could clearly see the bulge in his pants. 'Oh God, now what does he have planned?' she panicked.

'Turn around, hands against the wall, spread your legs' he ordered.

She did as he asked, feeling his presence right behind her. Taking out his police baton, he ran it down her back, over the intricate tattoo at the back of her spine. Then, he pressed the hard plastic device against the inside of her legs, pushing them apart even more, leaving her exposed and vulnerable, but confused as her body betrayed her; her pussy now burned with desire, the heaving of her chest from arousal not fear as he continued to dominate her.


To be continued........
 
*fans self*

H-O-T!!! Thank you very much. And when can I expect the next installment? *bats lashes*
 
the new girl... wet little something or other.


but she doesnt seem to be around.
 
how about a truth. I'll be dashing out for a minute but I will be back in 10. :)

The clock is ticking........9 minutes to go........

Truth.....describe your hard limits, something you would never do sexually. Then also, describe something you would consider if you knew your partner desired it
 
The clock is ticking........9 minutes to go........

Truth.....describe your hard limits, something you would never do sexually. Then also, describe something you would consider if you knew your partner desired it

OK are you reading the mind of the man I'm talking to lately?

I mean really.

OK, so we have been discussing this very topic and I have shocked him I think, to be honest. There are several things I don't want to do- scat play, bestiality, anything to do with my claustrophobia, etc- but if I found the right man, and if the necessary trust, love, faithfulness, and over all compatibility were there I would not be apposed to anything simply because it is my place to serve him. It is his place to know my limits and to understand what I am capable of doing. If everything thing was 'there' I know he would never put me through anything I couldn't do and would only push the limits that would help me and the relationship grow.

Does that answer your question?
 
OK are you reading the mind of the man I'm talking to lately?

I mean really.

OK, so we have been discussing this very topic and I have shocked him I think, to be honest. There are several things I don't want to do- scat play, bestiality, anything to do with my claustrophobia, etc- but if I found the right man, and if the necessary trust, love, faithfulness, and over all compatibility were there I would not be apposed to anything simply because it is my place to serve him. It is his place to know my limits and to understand what I am capable of doing. If everything thing was 'there' I know he would never put me through anything I couldn't do and would only push the limits that would help me and the relationship grow.

Does that answer your question?

It certainly does....I don't know the man, but with a beautiful answer like that, I wish I was in his place!

Your turn to ask.....T or D
 
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