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ORIGINAL: dreamerdreaming

LOL!

Thank you for that, OP- but isn't that an old one?

I got nuthin', myself. My sex life is boring.

*giggles*

-The Bitch From Hell

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ORIGINAL: QuixoticErrant

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ORIGINAL: dreamerdreaming

LOL!

Thank you for that, OP- but isn't that an old one?

I got nuthin', myself. My sex life is boring.

*giggles*

-The Bitch From Hell

Lol, it may be an old one, but it did actually happen to me.

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ORIGINAL: lovingpet

There was the time I heard my boys playing doctor and decided to investigate.  They were playing eye doctor and were attempting an eye removal surgery using my pussy pump!  They are sooooo gonna be scared for life when they realize what that was!  LOL!!!!!!!!!

A mother's revenge!

lovingpet

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ORIGINAL: dreamerdreaming

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ORIGINAL: QuixoticErrant

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ORIGINAL: dreamerdreaming

LOL!

Thank you for that, OP- but isn't that an old one?

I got nuthin', myself. My sex life is boring.

*giggles*

-The Bitch From Hell

Lol, it may be an old one, but it did actually happen to me.

Oh.

That explains why its so old, lol!

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ORIGINAL: MissMorrigan

Back in the day, actually this happened approximately three and a half years ago. I instructed a masochist I was acquainted with to drive me to a local 'countrified' area known as 'the plantation' that USED to be a haunt for gay males to meet for sex, Due to regular raids by police, cottaging in that area became a thing of the past and the mini-wood was reclaimed as a beauty spot. Anyway, I decided it would be enjoyable for us to have a little outdoors fun so we drove to this area and sure enough, no one else was in sight. Imagine a lovely muddy pathway leading to some dense woodland, trees overhanging to provide a 'canopy'.

We walk along the path in silence, his breath coming in short rasps due to excitable anticipation. We walk through the trees to where I spot the perfect place and as we approached it I pushed him up against a tree pinning him there with one hand while the other unbuttoned/unzipped his tight jeans. I proceeded to remove his 'tackle' and dig my long nails into his scrotum, the tips of my nails sinking into his flesh as he screeched in pain.

I became aware of a movement to the left of me and as I looked over I saw a single male watching. I gave him a look that denoted it would be better for him if he left and sure enough he moved off. I turned my attention back to my victim and resumed the outdoors CBT abuse on him. Time lapsed as we got into our mini-session and again I became aware of movement to the left of me. This time, not just one man stood there, but three and they began to slowly move in our direction. I released my grip and whispered to the guy to put his tackle away quickly as we needed to get out of there asap. He looked around and began to panic as he realised he couldn't get his erection back into his jeans, slapping it just stimulated him further and the men were rapidly moving in on us. At this point my heart was pounding at the thought of us being gang banged by a group of gay men mistakenly thinking we were inviting them for a woodside orgy, so the only thing I could think of doing was to shout loudly into the lapel of my jacket their details while reaching into my handbag. They must have thought I was a copper and began running in the opposite direction as we were running towards our transport - still with the person unable to zip his jeans up and his hand covering his embarrassment.

We reached the car and finally his erection had dissipated enough to be able to make himself respectable. I doubt either one of us will forget that day and we laughed about it afterwards.

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ORIGINAL: yours2command

I do have many situations that always brings a smile to my face when i remember them but one that makes me laugh every time is this.

When i was still living a lie and married to a missionary i was a slave to a Goddess who i used to serve on a part time basis.

i had made her a pussy collar which is basically a pair of thigh straps that is worn by the female that attach to a thick posture collar via d rings on the side. This is connected so that any slight opening of the legs brings the slaves head in closer and therefore raises the slaves tongue and if the legs are squeezed shut it releases the pressure and the slaves tongue is lowered.

i had presented it to goddess on the friday and was told that i was to edge every hour to the point of climax but not to cum and send her a picture message to prove i was doing it. this went on all weekend with the exception of a four hour sleep period each night.

i was baiting her a bit making comments about this sort of torture is what i live for, she warned me that i was exciting the sadist in her and of course i was making comments that were reinforcing the excitement for both of us.

on the monday she had me kneeling in front of her throne with my collar on and she was wearing the thigh straps whilst attaching some poly tubing to my balls, she had a length of it that she stretched right across the dungeon and was attaching it to the door behind me and my balls were really being stretched, i knew what she had in mind as once she had my collar attached she was going to be enjoying my suffering from my balls being yanked off whilst she was being orally worshipped.

i had one of my momentary lapses of ettiquette and leant forward to drink some of her cup of tea which i knew was going to result in something.

However, whilst leaning forward the tube snapped about ten feet away and shot across the room and smacked me square on the balls as if it was calculated. it sent me flying forward and had me prostrate in front of her throne. she said without looking round, "slave, where are your balls" to which i replied they are in the corner Goddess with your cup of tea which had shot out of my hand and showered her throne and the curtains.

we were in too much laughter to finish playing but it was still one of those special moments that made it all something to remember.

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ORIGINAL: sensura

I heard a buzzing in my daughters room one day so I went in to see what she was doing and to my surprise there she was using my silver bullet vib as a neck massager lmao. Needless to say when I told her what it was she was totally grossed out.