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O Christmas Tree — Annabeth Leong

“Should we really still have a Christmas tree?” Connor said. “It’s after Epiphany.” The stocky blond man put one hand under his chin and studied the scene before him. Matthew had already started setting up their “tree” for the evening, on his knees in front of Lucy. “Nah, not yet,” Matthew said. “Let her keep [...]
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The Pleasing — Domina Tricx

“Franchesca!” I shake her shoulder to rouse her from her sleep.  “Yes, Ma’am – how may I serve you?” is her groggy, but eager reply. “Go to My Baissier, put just his wrists in the leather restraints in the headboard, on his back. Blindfold him. Get him in the stainless cock ring – the heavy [...]
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The XXX-Mas Connection: The Gift of Getting — Indy McDaniel

Generally, Sara Fielding hated Christmas.  She thought it was a stupid holiday.  She wasn’t much for giving people shit and there weren’t too many people who thought to give her any presents so she’d decided a long time back to tell the whole season to go fuck itself. Given her current situation, Sara thought she [...]
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Dinner Amongst Friends — Domina Tricx

You are spread-eagle in the doorway, wrists and ankles bound to each corner. Freshly shaved, waxed and oiled, you wait for my commands in neutral – eyes staring past everyone in the room, seeing all – but looking at nothing. Your nude body reflects the candle light in the passage between the formal living and [...]
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Red Tail in the Sunset — P.J. Rosier

“You wait until I get you home, young lady!   Showing me up in public.   And COME ON!” An exasperated Leone dragged the protesting young girl down the mall to the car park. But Josie was having none of it.  Her face screwed up in desperate defiance, her feet dragging on the ground and tears coursing [...]
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The Wax — Domina Tricx

“Ooohhhhhh, you have been a veryyy naughty boy”, I purr into your right ear as you lay on the massage table in the Spa room, bound at the wrist and ankles with leather straps – blindfolded.  “Why do you force me to handle you so?” I fade away into the room. The creases where your [...]
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Joys of the Dungeon — Julius

Maple is a lovely wood, almost white. With more than a little difficulty he’d acquired a ten foot long bar of it, two inches in diameter. Sanded and varnished with five coats it gleamed like pale ivory. On each end he’d fitted a brass loop and hook. It now hung, just above the floor, from [...]
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