So fast it’s sunday already! Since Friday is a PH and hubby doesn’t require to work. I am so so so happy and I just can’t wait to cross things off my list of TO-DO!

FRIDAY
Friday morning hubby and I sneak out to McD for breakfast with Jude. I left Manfred home with father in law cause he had porridge for breakfast and I wasn’t confident with leaving Jude behind with maid and father in law only.

After breakfast, we head to Pavilion for shopping. We were to have brunch with hubby sis and bro-in law. We were planning to get Xmas gift shopping done too. We reach there around 11.30am and mind you the car park already full of CARS!!!! So I guess many many people already started their Year end shopping spree. We visited the Naza roadshow, and realize CK Jeans was on sale. Hubby bought some undies and I manage to grab a belt at half price.

Brunch was at La Bodega. I didn’t eat much cause I was still stuff after my McD breakfast. Manfred was in extremely good appetite as he ate pasta, toast, mushroom, omelette’s and chocolate(he kept open up sister in law bag and search for chocolate)

The decoration at Pavilion was very nice. We actually pass by Pavilion the week before when we were heading home from Hubby company annual dinner. We saw the sleigh ride right inf front of the main entrance. It was breath taking… I wish I can bring Manfred over to Pavilion to view the Xmas deco again at night.

Manfred loves seeing all the Xmas trees, but he is not so much of a “reindeer fan”. He repeatedly say “NO” when SIL ask him to touch or get near to the reindeer to snap photo.

We did our Xmas gift shopping in Parkson. We head straight to toy department. I had to get present for niece and nephew. Angelina wanted a baby so she could play “mommy” and Vincent request for a gun. We found right away what we pick from the Toys R us newsletter. And I even “helped” SIL pick present for Manfred. LOL she ask me to pick present for Manfred. So I pick a puzzle set.

Hubby and I decided not to get any present for Manfred cause he still have tonnes of toys from his birthday. So I came home on Sat night and wrapped 2 present from his birthday and stack under Xmas tree for Manfred. Cheap huh?! I dun scare who ever say I cheap lar… LOL

I had difficulty getting Jude’s present thou as the one I chosen in the newsletter was not available at parkson. So we left without Jude’s present.

SATURDAY
Then on saturday we went shopping at MV. We again have to visit Toys R us to buy Jude’s present and this round I manage to get what I want. We were expecting to see Xmas deco up. But found an empty lonely centre court. So we thought it should be up following week.

Garden Mall deco was very nice thought.. lots of light, very bright and I like it cause it doesn’t have too many diff colours and the harmonize colours themes is exactly what I like..

We had dinner at delicious and I was very disappointed with the service, the food and did I mention the service? So conclusion is I won’t patronize delicious in MV anymore.

Nowdays when we dine out, I suddenly I realize I have to feed 3 persons. I have to feed Jude, Manfred and myself…. So end up I only eat very tiny bit of food. But it’s good cause then I can eat lesser and lose weight.. Jude didn’t want to be left out when we eat. So I have to keep feeding him with bread, and I found fresh avocado on my sandwich and I gave it to him in chunk.. Guess what, he is darn good eater!!!! He ate a lot of bread and lots of avocado….

SUNDAY
Today we schedule to have brunch to celebrate MIL birthday. SIL chosen to have it in Dragon-I. Although my MIL always complain the food there expensive and not worth eating but today she happily go and eat and went shopping with us.

We reach MV 30min earlier than my in law, so we order rice for EM to eat first so she can take care of Jude when we eat later. She didn’t finish the rice I ordered and it pissed me off a little.. Coz I feel it’s such a waste, and I DUN WAN TO SUFFER NAG FROM my MIL coz she waste FOOD!!! So i tapau and told her she will have to eat it for her dinner!

I am kinda surprise as I was at MV the day before, overnight some of the deco is up!! although half, but I was excited!! We did have some photo taken, but all in BIL camera. Will try post it up when I got it from him.

After MV we had an appointment with a property agent. There’s is a new property in damansara perdana and hubby wanted to invest. We met with the agent at 2pm along with 2 of my friends. All of us each take up 1 unit.. it’s kinda hard to such a property at such price such location.. After viewing the unit, we were to have tea session with my friends. Manfred refuse to follow us and insist he want to follow SIL. So I let him follow SIL back to her place and I went ahead go yum char with buddy.

After 5pm, we went back to SIL place in Kuchai and wait for dinner time. SIL bought a giant 2kg mango! YUMM!!! SWEET!!! And my “tam jia” Jude again wallup lots of mangoes!!!! He is such a big eater!!! and such a food lover!!! I wonder he pick that up from whom?

 Well, it’s not really broken. It’s just that nothing seems to work like it did anymore. It all began when I gave my maid three days off. Friday was a religious holiday anyway and she normally has Sunday off, so I thought it wasn’t worth her coming back here just for the Saturday. That’s when the troubles started.

It’s not that I don’t know how to run a household. That’s really easy. It’s just basic project management anyway, and umm … being decisive, and … you know – organised. Like me. After all, I’ve been doing it successfully here in Bali for six months now. I mean, women do it all the time, so I can too. I just don’t complain about it. Well until now anyway, because for some unfathomable reason, everything seemed to suddenly go pear-shaped at once.  

The first thing to break was the kitchen. On Friday morning, I put a few dishes and glasses in the sink, as I always do, and went out. Later that afternoon, I walked in – and they were still there! What the …? That’s never happened before. Ever since I have lived here, I have put glasses in the sink, and within an hour, they are clean and sitting in the cupboard where they are supposed to be. Now the damn sink seems to be broken.

And it’s not just the kitchen – the bedroom has stopped functioning as well. I got up at the crack of noon - rare for me, I hasten to add - and went out for a leisurely brunch. When I got back, I was staggered and amazed to find the bed still unmade. How could this have happened? It worked perfectly before. Worse, the laundry basket was still full! I mean, I do my fair share of the housework around here and always make sure I pick my clothes up off the floor and throw them in the direction of the hamper – but for the thing to just fail like that is unconscionable. It’s not even out of warranty! I also have an uneasy feeling that the clothes replenishment system is starting to fail too – my undies drawer seems to have items missing, and there are at least three polo shirts missing from the shelf where they used to mysteriously appear, clean and folded. If this continues, I might have to buy more clothes on eBay, or iTunes, or wherever you get them.

The litany of systemic collapses distressingly continued over the next three days. The bathroom has never let me down before, but now there’s water on the floor and the bath has this strange scummy goop on the bottom that smells a bit like soap or something. But that’s impossible – I shower in there, so how could anything get dirty during a shower? Surely the running water keeps the bath clean? That porcelain stuff that the bath is made of is obviously faulty.

By day three, I noticed that all the garbage bins were full too. What on earth has happened to the automatic emptying system that had worked so well up to now? I suspect it’s the same ailment that has afflicted the ashtrays – they’re all full now and I will have to buy new ones that work. Even the pool filter has stopped coming on by itself in the morning and switching off at night. I must call a technician. And the garden isn’t immune to this malaise either – the plants seem to be wilting a bit and there are all these dead stalks and leaves and things that were never there before.

But the worst thing has got to be the tiled floors. There seems to have been a total collapse of the mechanism that used to keep the surface absolutely sparking day after day. Now there is this stuff – I don’t know what it’s called, but I’m sure there is a technical term for it – that sits on top like a very fine powder, sort of greyish white in colour. I’ve never seen it before. And there are footprints in it. Someone has obviously been in my house. I’m determined to catch him at it, but it does worry me a little. From the prints, he’s about my size, so I’d better be careful about tackling him in case he’s one of those confrontational types. The same stuff is now on the wooden furniture too, so it can’t be oozing from the tiled surface. I’m going to Google it to see where it comes from.

I really don’t like what has been happening. I want my pembantu back. I’ve probably accidently turned off the secret switch that operates the villa and I’m sure she knows where it’s hidden. I told a dear friend about my troubles today. She is someone I used to live with – for quite a long time - a few years back. We get along fine normally, but today she seemed somewhat less than sympathetic. In fact, after a long, meaningful stare, she just shook her head, sighed and said: “You haven’t changed a bit, have you?”

I was pleased at first, because I like getting compliments. But after thinking about it, I’m not entirely sure that it was …

Usually, when you hang up a wall clock, it’s the battery operated kind that has either a plastic or a light wood case. That’s how many clocks are made today- light weight and simple. However, if you have an antique clock from days gone by, or, even an expensive wood clock, then it’s going to be relatively large and weigh quite a bit. The light weight type of clocks can easily be hung on a wall by using a common nail or screw. Heavy wall clocks, on the other hand, can weigh twenty pounds or more, so they can’t be safely hung up on a wall by using a common nail or screw. They need special attention so that once they are hung up, they stay safe and secure until you take them down.

To hang a heavy clock on a plaster wall, you’ll first need to determine where on the wall you want the clock to hang. Then, you’ll need to use a stud finder in order to locate a wood stud inside the wall. If you can find a stud that’s close to the place where you want to hang the clock, then you can proceed to the next step. Otherwise, you’ll need to reconsider where you want the heavy clock to hang.

Once you find a wood stud, lightly mark the spot on the plaster with a lead pencil. Then, use a hammer or a screwdriver to place a long, thick nail, or, a long, heavy duty screw at that spot. Leave an inch of the hanger sticking out of the wall. Test the strength of the nail or screw by yanking on it. If it holds up, carefully hang the heavy clock onto the nail or screw, and make sure it’s hung straight. If, by chance, the hanger is not strong enough to hold the heavy clock on the plaster wall, then you’ll have to try again.

If the wall where you want to hang the heavy clock is brick or masonry, then you’ll need to mark the exact location where you want to hang it with a lead pencil. Use an electric power drill with a masonry bit to slowly drill a hole into the wall. Then, insert a metal anchor into the hole in the brick or masonry. Place a long, heavy duty masonry screw into the anchor, then use a screwdriver to screw it in. Leave at least an inch of the screw hang out, but make sure the screw is inserted into the anchor far enough so that the anchor has spread open securely. Test the strength of the masonry screw by grabbing it and trying to wiggle it. If it doesn’t move in the brick or masonry, then carefully hang the heavy clock onto the screw. Otherwise, you’ll need to remove the screw and the anchor and repeat these steps.

Finally, the easiest type of wall to hang your heavy clock on is, of course, a wood wall. If you have real wood paneling in your home, or, if you live in a log cabin, then you’re probably going to hang your heavy clock on wood. To do this, all you need to do is to use a long wood screw. Mark the location where your clock is going to hang on the wood wall. Then, use a screwdriver to insert the screw at the location. As always, double check the wood screw for durability by tugging at it. If it’s secure, then safely hang your heavy clock on it. If not, repeat these steps until it is.

Who ever said cleaning is boring?! I love wearing kinky and sexy outfits, or just nothing at all to tidy up my house. Basically the only thing I need are a pair of good rubber gloves and I am all ready to go. Household gloves that smell sweet, rubbery and some even smell like candy. Some with a smooth surface or a ribbed one, I like em all. Whenever I travel, the first thing I do, is go to the local supermarkets and buy loads of new pairs. It is amazing how different gloves are all over the world, I love to collect them in all kinds of colors. Some of my fans are even so nice to send me some, thanks guys!

I wear them to protect my hands and nails against chemicals and dirt, or even in the bedroom, kitchen, outdoors…I don’t need an excuse to put them on hehe. My partner adores them, he loves the ribbed ones best…The way my gloved hand grips his hard dick blows his mind, and he does alot of blowing…blowing his load of cum that is.

Orgasms come fast when rubbing my pussy with rubber gloves, the combination of smell and friction does the trick for me. Hence why I love leather and latex too…that could possibly explain my love for gloves, the combos: feminine, dominant, great smell, great friction and the way I look wearing them.

Hard to explain, I never was good with words, let’s keep it too…It feels great…let’s keep cleaning in gloves and just tidy up the sticky mess afterwards lol!

I’m getting a new maid, said the woman, surveying her nails and her tiles. My old one stole. And never clean. Filipino.

You’d better be careful, said the other, throwing a Flower and drawing three Stones, when she really needed nine Bamboos and the West Wind. Nowadays so risky. You have to choose carefully. Get the wrong one in your house, you die.

I know, said the woman, clickety-clacking. Wait. Sheung.

You’ve gone to the airport to pick up Mommy. She is giddy with her conquests and her new promotion. She spent 3 days and 4 nights with the newest client’s CEO and literally had her brains fucked out. He skull fucked her and used her anally and vaginally until she could no longer walk. She spent a day recuperating in her hotel suite before boarding a plane to return home. The flight back was yet another 18 hours worth until she flew into the local terminal. You get her luggage from the carousel and walk her out to the car in the garage on the 5^th level. Your small chit-chat helps to place her at ease. She’s been worried about her return since she was so wholly used by the Chinaman. She had called you and told you everything just before leaving. You seemed a little shocked by her stamina, but I also saw the resolve in your eyes as you decided to place your plan into effect.

“She should be healed just enough to allow for a decent rape. She seems too happy to have been with him for 4 nights. She needs to know her place around here! She may be the major bread-winner, but I’m still in charge! She will find this out all too soon!”

I hear you return home with her and help her get settled in. You tell her that you have a few things to take care of at the office and will call to let you know when you’ll be home. From my vantage point, I hear her busying herself with unpacking and sorting her clothing. I hear her talking to herself about her thoughts: “I’m so glad to be home! That Chinaman was brutal to me, but it was so worth the abuse.”

At this point I begin recording her. I think you may want to hear what she has to say: “Even though he was only 4” long and kinda small, he did have one hell of a tongue. God, I can’t wait to be with Dlg and Vixen and feel their expert tongues as they soothe and relax me. I wonder how the new girl feels….and tastes. The way he sounded over the phone, he seemed rather satisfied. She is fine looking, and those legs are kinda nice! Ahhh, I’m sure I can bring her over to my side! He won’t know what hit him. I’ll wait for his call, get a shower, clean up and wait for him on the couch. I really need to feel him between my legs tonight. I need to try to regain my power over him. This Jenny seems to hold sway over him and I need to be in control, not her.”

I notice that Dlg has slipped in behind me and has been listening intently. I ask her if she thinks the rape will have the desired affect. She knows it will. She also knows that soon, sooner than imaginable, she and I will be in control, not either of them. The taping and filming will be our assurance. Mommy has no idea and Daddy will be blindsided. Before long, Dlg, Vixen and I will have Everything we want.

You call me to let me know you are on your way. Then the house phone rings. I hear Mommy repeat, “One hour, OK Baby, I’ll be ready for you! I miss you so much and can’t wait to feel you deep inside me!” She goes to the bathroom to shower and we enter the living room to finish wiring it for sound and video. I know you only specified the bedroom, but we have other plans. The whole place is now wired like it was the “Big Brother” house. Night vision cameras, regular, wide angle, zoom, etc. Thank you so much for the funds to make it all happen. I really wasn’t expecting so much for a consulting fee, but it came in handy for wiring this place.

Mommy exits the shower and I see her body is toned and she is shaved bald. I can’t wait to tease that! Dlg and I saw the entire shower scene, as she douched and shaved for you. She even gave herself an enema to ensure total cleanliness. She really wants you to be pleased tonight. Her legs are freshly waxed, pussy nice and bald, and her breast augmentation is one of the best I’ve ever seen. Her body isn’t really built for much more than the C cup that she is, but the nipple placement is perfect! I’m sure you paid a lot for them.

As we admire her getting ready, Dlg places her palm on my belly and slips her fingers just under my waistband. Then her hand slips lower and finds me quite wet. She smiles knowingly and her other hand slips in to help me out of my shorts. She places her mouth on my bald pussy and brings me slowly to orgasm. I shudder as her tongue works me expertly and makes me want to return the treat. I see Mommy head for the couch. I know I’m supposed to call you, but you’ll just have to wait. Dlg needs my attention right now, and I desire her taste. She is dripping wet and needs my tongue. I flick her clit and she comes immediately. I continue to suck and lick her, bringing her back to orgasm again. She cums for 3 minutes as I work her clit and g-spot. Now that we have both had a small release, we can focus on Mommy.

I call you to let you know she is ready. Less than a minute later, I hear the door kicked in. Mommy, startled sits up to find a ski-masked man standing over her. You push her back down roughly and hiss at her to Shut Up Bitch! You grab her wet hair and pull it into the couch cushions so that her chin is forced up and back exposing her throat. You hold a blade to her throat and tell her to stay quiet, or you’ll slit her throat and then fuck her as she lays there, dying. The look in her eyes tells you that you have complete control over her. You move the knife to the sash holding the flimsy robe shut and cut it off. The blade is so sharp, that there is little resistance as it cuts through the material. Mommy knows it will cut her quickly and her body loses all of it fight. You trace the blade tip from navel to breast, tracing each nipple, returning to he navel and then gliding to her bald lips. As the blade moves, the tip breaks the skin in several places, causing little droplets of blood to appear. As the crop up, you lick each one away, causing her flesh to produce goose bumps. Her body is quickly betraying herself. The final beads of blood form on her pussy lips. You lick these off and she gasps. You grip on her hair tightens. “What did you say bitch?”

“Nothing.” She whispers with a shaking voice. You like the effect the knife is having so you play it around her lips and inner thighs a little more, licking the blood droplets each time they form. This causes more gasps, and you smell her pussy as it begins to dampen. “You like that bitch?”

“Uh!”

“You ain’t supposed to enjoy a rape, so I’m gonna have to change this up a little!”  You trace the knife tip to the inside of her lips and you see her body tense and then relax as she feels the tip dig in. You tongue the blood as it flows a little from her tensing movement as it nicked her slightly. Your sucking causes some more dampness as you cause the blood to engorge her lips and clit. “This isn’t working! You’re getting too excited! You produce another knife; this one is dull and causes pain as it cuts. You drag the blade along her thighs and the pain causes Mommy to cry out in pain. “Shut up bitch! Unless you want me fill your mouth with something!” She whimpers in pain as you cut her a little more. I notice there isn’t any pressure on the blade, and the cuts are only superficial, but she doesn’t know this. The pain is causing her to wiggle some. “Stop wiggling Bitch!”

The blade tip enters the lip folds and she feels its sharpness but there is no cutting. You work it in and out a little and see the fear in her eyes. Your hand is still on her hair and she is totally in your control. “Sit up Bitch!” She complies as you allow her to do so, without releasing your grip. She tries to take a swing at you and you catch her hand as you yank back on her hair. “Another try at that and mister knife won’t just play with your lips; he’ll fuck you to the hilt!” Her fight dissipates. “Unzip my pants, Cunt!” She shakily obeys. “Remove my cock, Cunt!” Again, obedience. “Suck it, CUNT!” She tentatively takes the tip in her mouth. As it passes her teeth slowly, you forcibly grab the back of her head with your other hand and ram your full length down her throat. She gags as you tell her that she better not puke on you or the knife will be inserted deep inside her. She can no longer fight back the gag reflex and she pukes up on your groin. “Now you’re in big trouble, CUNT!” She doesn’t see it, but you have removed a small instrument that resembles a butter knife, but all sharp edges have been removed. You quickly insert this in her vagina and she cries out in anticipation of the pain it should cause. She blinks in disbelief as there is no searing pain from a laceration. You work the “Knife” in and out a few times and then withdrawal it with a warning, “It’s a dummy knife this time, Cunt, but next time it’ll be the real thing! Now suck me deep, Cunt! I wanna feel your tonsils tickling me!” This time she is ready and takes your full length repeatedly until you release deep in her throat. “Milk me dry Bitch!” She willingly complies.

“Honey, come out here!” As you call to me, I walk out, dressed in a leather outfit. My breasts, pussy and ass are fully exposed, but I am otherwise, unidentifiable. Sit on the couch, Slave!” I sit. “Slave, spread your legs so Cunt can have a good taste!” My legs are spread wide in anticipation of Mommy’s practiced tongue. “Get on all fours, Cunt! Eat that pussy like it’s your last meal, cause it just might be, unless you can make her pass out from orgasm!” Mommy eats my pussy like the pro she is. Her tongue brings me to orgasm quickly and powerfully. She then begins to work my clit and I feel her tongue seeking my g-spot. Her fingers enter me as she ramps up my excitement. “Cunt, I’m gonna fuck your ass while you eat Honey. Don’t forget, I want her passed out so I can finish raping you, You Fucking Cunt!” I see your face and the smile behind the mask as you roughly enter her ass. I feel her tongue dive deep with every stroke. Her tongue and fingers are like magical wands and the sight of you raping her ass and abusing her make me feel delirious. I am beginning to feel the effect of her tongue and realize she is building within me, a huge release. She is really talented and I now know where Dlg got her skills from. I feel it start in the pit of my gut and work it’s way to my pussy. The explosions in my head cause me to black out and when I return to consciousness, I see you pounding her ass still. She is crying out in pain and ecstasy as you pleasure and scare her at the same time. You pull out of her ass and enter her sopping wet pussy. You bottom out in her and then fully withdrawal, only to re-enter your full length as you complete your control over her. One last surprise as you produce a 12” black dildo. You hand it to me and tell me, “Rape the Cunt’s ass with this!” I forcibly insert it and she cries out in pain. She has never had a double penetration (DP) like this and it is stretching her to her limits and then some. I ram 10” into her ass and then stroke 6” of it while you continue to rape her. She finally begins to orgasm. You whisper hoarsely in her ear, “Cunt, your body betrays you again. I think you like this too much. I think I’m gonna keep doing both holes until you pass out. When you wake up, I’m gonna start all over again. Oh, an if you think hubby is coming home….” Her eyes wide in fear, she whispers, “What have you done to him?” “Don’t you worry about him right now, he’s fine. He’s unable to help you right now, but he’s fine.”

“If you hurt him….”

“What?! What will you do, Cunt? Lay here and let me fuck you to death? Let me cut your pussy until you bleed to death? You should be so lucky! Nah! I’m gonna DP you until you pass out! Then I’m gonna wake you with more pain as Honey inserts the next size up until you agree to be my slave, forever!”

“Fuck You!” as she spits out the words.

“No, Cunt, FUCK YOU!” as you re-enter her pussy and I insert the next size up. She passes out from the pain and betraying orgasm. You tell me to remove that one and put in the next size up. The pain from the stretching awakens her. We rape her over and over as she passes out and then awakens in more pain. Finally, after 10 hours of rape, she finally realizes that she would rather be a slave than be dead. She actually likes the pain and begins to desire it.  That’s good, because the next step was to be a TP. You were going to insert two dildos in her ass and step up thru those sizes.

She tells you in a sweet, raspy voice, “Master, I’m all yours. Do with me as you pleasure. I’m am willing to do whatever you desire.” With this, you remove your mask, and she at first seems appalled and then her smile returns. “I understand why. You needed to bring me back under control after my trip. Dlg and Vixen made me too brazen and I thought I could do anything. I know you are my master now and I wish to serve you in whatever way you see fit. When do I get to meet Jenny?”

“You already met her, kinda. You feasted on her exquisite pussy and caused her to pass out tonight.”

“OMG, she was extremely tasty. When may I have more of her?”

“Now, in fact, Dlg is going to join the 3 of us. It’s going to be family feast night. We will have this at least one night a week, depending on cycles, of course. This is my decree as master. I had to rape Dlg last week after we talked because she needed to be taught that I’m the Daddy! Jenny has been a willing slave and now you’re my willing slave.”

“May we retire now? I really need to taste them both and would love to feast on the crème pies you will leave in them.”

“In due time, Cunt!”

What you don’t know, is that I recorded that entire scene. If she really wanted to, your ass could be grass. I intend to use it to my advantage to secure my financial future. Now that I am “family”, I just want a little incestual, consensual sex with Mommy, Daddy, and Sis. I take Mommy’s hand and pull her toward me. We kiss and make out as you and Dlg do likewise. My hand is in Mommy and your cock is already in Dlg as you can’t get enough of her, ever.

We take our places in bed: Me and Mommy in our 69, you and Dlg in your missionary. The incestual love-fest has begun. Only Dlg and I know it is being recorded in infrared. You only think it is being recorded in simple digital format. We have this streaming live over a direct link to Anna and Vixen. They have enjoyed and gotten off on the entire show so far. My (and Dlg’s) plan is in full effect.  We hope to manipulate the two of you into being our slaves, for life. We know you’ll comply, but it will take time and patience. Right now, we are going to enjoy the fruits of our collective labors. My God, but Mommy’s pussy is delicious. Dlg was right; it’s almost like the nectar of the gods. I am getting intoxicated on its richness and flavor. I wish I could figure a way to bottle it and sell it…..hmmm…there’s an idea.

Mommy’s tongue is sending me back to heights that I thought were only possible once in a lifetime. If I lose control, I know I’ll become the pivot girl. Like that is such a bad thing. I see only in tunnel vision and her tongue’s action is my sole focus. I feel it penetrating my folds as she probes my g-spot, bringing me to heights reserved only for me in my privacy. Her skilled tongue activates my g-spot and causes the cum to flow. It isn’t a raging hard orgasm, but a long continuous one. She craftily works her tongue, teeth, lips and fingers to keep me cumming but not too hard. I reach a point and she backs off, then attacks with new fury, then backs off. I orgasm for 15 minutes straight! I long for the “big one” but am so enjoying the effects of the lasting orgasm. Then the focus changes and I know she is going to bring me to my highest peak yet. Even before I reach it I feel like I’m losing control. I can’t complete a word, let alone a whole sentence. My body is shaking and quivering and shuddering as the orgasm builds in intensity. I hear her ask you to enter my ass as she feasts on my pussy. She directs Dlg to sit on my face and tweak my nipples. All my senses are engulfed by sex and I am already your pivot girl as you drive me to my most powerful overwhelming orgasm yet. As I begin to travel farther down my vision tunnel, I taste Dlg’s cum on my lips as she joins me in cumming. The taste of my sister, the fullness of your cock in my ass, and the wild sensation of Mommy’s tongue and fingers in and on my clit and pussy drive me to lose complete control! I feel my cum squirt from me, and I feel a strange glowing warmth all over. These feelings help to intensify what I am feeling and tasting, which acts in a vicious circle causing me to orgasm even harder. Each one playing on the other until I can no longer stand it’s intensity. I pass out from sheer sensory overload as Daddy begins to fill my anal cavity with his cum; Dlg’s own orgasm is flooding my mouth and nose, and Mommy orchestrating the entire show. She may be Daddy’s slave, but right now, she is my conductor. Daddy keeps stroking me while I’m out, depositing his entire load inside me. After 5 minutes, his load injected deep inside me, he rolls off, to feast on Mommy’s soaking wet slit. Dlg is sucking the crème pie from my ass as I awaken from my sensory overload. I feel her fingers and tongue probing and then the sucking to remove every last drop. She rolls it around her mouth before snowballing it to me. I savor Daddy’s taste combined with my ass and then offer it to Mommy. She kisses me on the lips and sucks it from my mouth, rolling it around her mouth, savoring it before swallowing it. I kiss the first pussy that presents itself and find it is Dlg’s tasty treat and spread my own legs for Mommy. Mommy’s ass is in the air and I see Daddy enter her pussy from behind. I love family feast night. I can’t wait for the next one and this one isn’t even over yet.

As the night progresses, I taste each pussy many times, until I look Daddy in the eyes, and then give him the pleasure from me, he has been patiently waiting for. His cock in my mouth has many flavors on it. I can taste Dlg’s pussy and ass, Mommy’s pussy and ass, and even my own pussy and ass. Daddy took a quick run thru all 6 holes before presenting it to me as a trophy. I know he wants the back of my throat, but I pull up and whisper in his ear, “I know you want Vixen right now, but you’ll have to go through all of us before you can have her. She’s mine until I say you can have her. Right now, I’m going to blow your mind. You know how I passed earlier? Well, your next. Be prepared, because you’re about to be abused. As I’m whispering in his ear and stroking his cock, playing with his balls, Mommy and his precious Dlg are busy applying restraints. He doesn’t even realize it until they tighten them up and are removing the slack, stretching his limbs out, spread eagle.

You and Mommy marvel at the elaborate pulley system we have installed. I flip a couple of levers and slide a few bars, a presto!  You see your legs being pulled toward your arms causing everyone to have full access to your entire body. At this point you realize what type of abuse you are about to endure. You try to struggle, but become acutely aware of a band tightening around your chest. You give up the struggle, but your mouth is still in protest. I give you 3 options: 1. Be quiet; 2. Dlg or Mommy will gag you by sitting on your face (but you must remain quiet); 3. Ball gag with hole and tubing inserted. Tubing to be attached to a device that will capture your cum and force feed it to you. You marvel at my arsenal, and agree to what is behind door #2. You ask for Dlg and she seats herself on your face. I begin licking and teasing your strong shaft, while Mommy begins to lick your ass. You can’t see she is readying a small array of dildos, starting with a small one and building up to the large monster you assaulted her with earlier, 10 graduating sizes in all. You are in for the ass raping of your life, and are totally oblivious to it as Dlg rides your tongue.

My tongue works it’s magic up and down your sword, flicking the tip and sucking your balls, until I see the large glob of precum appear. Mommy takes it and applies it to the first toy, and places it against your ass hole. You start to cry out in protest, but I remind you of your other options. You quickly quiet down and decide to relax and see if you might enjoy it. The first one is actually quite enjoyable. You actually desire its presence. My mouth is now inching its way slowly down your length as I engulf you entirely. Mommy readies the next size and makes the switch, your eyes widen a slight bit with the pressure, but you decide you like its feeling too. You are turning into the man whore I need you to be. Soon you will be my slave. The chain will have begun and I will control all, even Dlg, but she will succumb at a later date. Daddy, you will be my bitch tonight.

Mommy makes the switch to the 3^rd size and you start to realize what is happening. You don’t like it, but also don’t want the alternative, even though I know, by the 5^th or 6^th size, you’ll be gagged anyway. Mommy is really enjoying this, almost too much. I leave your shaft and lick her pussy a few times to settle her down. I tell her to switch me spots and I will administer the remaining sizes. She smiles and complies. The 4^th one has you in tears as it stretches and enlarges your previously virgin hole. Fingers and tongues only, but not now. 4^th one exits and 5^th one enters. You bravely endure it’s girth as the tears roll down your cheeks, but I know what is coming, a monster even for your wife, but she took it, and so will you. The remainders have a tapered girth designed to allow for gradual insertion. As the 6^th one enters, you think it is still the 5^th, until you sense the increasing pressure. You cry out in pain and plead, “No more, please.”

“Bitch, what did I tell you? Shut the fuck up, or the gag is yours!” As I shove it deeper, your whimpering increases. But to my surprise, you endure it. I work it in and out for 10 minutes until I no longer hear your whimpering. You are actually enjoying it! “You like that too much! Don’t worry, there’s still 4 more!” Number 7 enters and you cry out as it rips and tears you. I ask Dlg to apply the gagging device and Mommy continues to stroke you until you cum enough to fill the tube. I stroke and Mommy strokes. More pain and more cum emerge, as it begins to trickle in your mouth. I have no pity on you as I move directly to #9, completely skipping 8. Mommy gasps as the monster enters, realizing what a real prick you were to her. I roughly shove it’s full 8 inches inside you, listening to your muffled pain. Dlg sucks your balls as Mommy strokes you to another orgasm. This one is violent as your prostrate is being fully massaged at this point. It causes you to get quiet or choke as you consume your prior loads as they are shoved violently in your mouth. Now I show you number 10. First, I take it’s tip in my mouth, and then begin to engulf its length. I manage to take 12 of it’s 14” down my throat. As I pull it’s length from my mouth, I shudder in orgasm. Dlg enjoys its flavor and remarks that you would have enjoyed it more, if that damn gag wasn’t in the way. I begin to insert #10. You’re almost bawling as I push harder. I meet resistance at 11 inches and stroke it 8 of the 11 inches. Your ass is ripped and torn and bloodied. Dlg takes a pinch of salt and applies it to the wound. This causes so much pain that you pass out. I remove all the toys and gags, but not the restraints. I return you to spread eagle and await your revival. I am lovingly sucking you when you awaken and ask for me. You start to say that I was wrong in doing that, and I look at mommy to have her reposition your legs. I produce #10 and reinsert it. You whisper for me to come near, and you lovingly ask me to be your master. “Master, I will be your slave and do your bidding. Please continue to abuse me at your leisure.” I continue to stroke in and out, as I stroke you up and down until your final massive release splatters all over your groin. I command Mommy to lick you clean, assuming my role as her dom also. She obeys and lovingly begins to clean you. Save it all and give it to Dlg as an offering. She will also be your dom. I better not hear of any attempts to subvert my authority and return the power to Daddy. I AM the chief dom here and my power will not be usurped, not by anyone.

Anna, you and Vixen can come over and join us now. You look surprised. I inform you of the surveillance that was in place in this room only. I tell you how Anna and Vixen enjoyed the live feed and spent the night watching it and pleasuring each other. It excites you to know that they will be here soon. “You may only touch Vixen if I say so. She is my property, not yours. Your only property is Mommy. Here’s the pecking order, from lowest to top: Mommy, Daddy, Anna, Vixen, and Dlg, ME!” Anna. Vixen and Dlg have already been established for over a week. I only needed the final 2 rungs to complete the ladder. Now that we are all aware of the chain, we are going to have a 48 hour long orgy to celebrate my conquests. There will be no doms or subs for 2 days as we feast on whomever happens to be spread before us. Eat and fuck all you want. I surely will. Daddy, I want your cock in my pussy first and I want Vixen’s pussy on my face, Anna’s pussy on my left hand and Dlg’s pussy on my right. If Mommy can find it, I’d love her tongue in my ass. Then we’ll fuck and suck from there.

I determine that with my legs in the air and all other parties assembled, I can have my desires met and get well fucked by Daddy’s well hung sword. Vixen’s pussy is fabulous, as always and Dlg and Anna are riding my fingers. Mommy’s tongue is buried in my ass, as I begin to cum. Daddy fills my pussy and then all others move away as he kisses my face, tasting Vixen.

I tell him to take her for the next hour and I will come to take her from him. Until that time, she is completely and totally his. He thanks me profusely and takes her to the couch, where filming continues. The entire 3 days are captured on film and I have enough footage for $7 million worth of porn films. Combine that with the internet releases and subscriptions, I should take well over $25 Million!! Dlg and I will split it 70 – 30 per our contractual agreement and further footage will be split 80 – 20, per our written contract. She knows we are already rich from our current stuff, but the future will be oh so bright.

The following is purely conjecture, the result of an idle mind gone astray…

The dinner is done, and we girls put everything away. We know there is supposed to be a “theme” to tonight’s gathering, but you have skillfully avoided our attempts to pry it from you. While we are putting things away, you retreat to the bedroom. We join you together as a group. You stand with a flourish and begin an obviously prepared speech.

“You all know parts of the story I am about to declare to you, but not one knows the whole story. Several years ago, when Vixen first started visiting us, I secretly took a liking to her. It wasn’t sexual at first, but rapidly became that way. My wife was never aware of it, because she was being distracted by another.” I see you glance at Dlg, who turns crimson red. “Yes, my own daughter has been, more or less, blackmailing my wife into having sex with her, since she was 15!” Gasps!  “Ahhh! There’s more! Vixen is a co-conspirator in this crime.”

“I just want there to be no secrets between us all. During this time, I became a regular on the Flickr picture site. Just over a year ago, I met Jenny there. She was shy at first, but soon was offering me encouragement and prompting me to let Vixen know how I felt. She even offered to come here and facilitate matters for us. That’s how she came to join our band of sexual merry women. She has been here, sucking and fucking everything on two legs that comes in this house.”

“Because of her, we are all here tonight, enjoying the pleasures that none of us ever dreamed would happen.  I would never in a million years, imagine myself lying between the legs of my daughter, not just feasting on her vagina, but fucking it too! Not only am I having sex with a family friend, but incestual sex with my just turned 18 daughter (who has been sexing my wife for 3 years now, and forcing her to sex her close friends.)”

“Anna, how good is my wife’s tongue?”

“Fabulous! Best I’ve ever had, including present company.”

“You see, we are all tied to each other in one way or another. But the reason we are all here tonight, and the reason I finally fucked Vixen and admitted to the lust I had toward my daughter……..is Jenny!” Jenny, you are our very honored guest and newest member of my family. I saw a lawyer 3 days ago and asked about a type of adoption that would entitle you to be in my family. My wife agreed with the arraignment (she had no choice – she’s been a bad mommy!) and you are now, if you want to be, a member of my family. Now, that means that every time you have sex with me or Dlg, its incest. And when my wife returns from whoring around China, you will have the opportunity to have an incestual relationship with her also. She wants to fuck the girl who has invaded her family and been pleasing them for so long. I also saw to compensation for your consultation that you have been providing our family with. Your bank account at home (your old home, as I know you are moving here next week, permanently) has been credited with a sum of money as a consultation fee and the proper tax documentation has been filed.”

“Jenny! Welcome to the family!”

“I don’t know what to say, other than Hells yeah! Now that we are all one happy family and 2 very close friends, let’s get this incestual orgy started!”

I rush to your side, throw one leg over your lap and reach behind me to guide you inside me. My lips crush yours as we kiss our first incestual kiss and fuck our first incestual fuck. I feel so blessed to have a daddy that will love me like I need to be loved. I also realize that I have a sister that I can have sex with anytime and will pleasure me with the lesbian 69 that is so sensual. I tell you that I can’t wait to meet my bad mommy and see what I can do to help straighten her out. You tell me that you have plans for her and will carry them out on her return Monday or Tuesday. You invite me to assist mainly with the video equipment at first, and then anything else I may ask you to do. I knowingly agree and offer to assist in any way possible. We notice that Vixen, Dlg and Anna are in their own little world, in their own little daisy chain and we decide to leave things as they are.

You tell me your plans for mommy, as you continue to slowly stroke me. She has always feared rape. She has never had the experience, but fears it all the same. The first night she comes home, I plan to be conveniently “gone for the evening”. This will give her a chance to wind down and relax. I want you set up in the next room waiting for my arrival. I will call you before I “break in”, so have your phone on vibrate so she doesn’t hear it. She’ll be in the living room. I’m going to call her and tell her that I’ll be home in about an hour. She’ll go shower, and then wait for me on the couch. Text me as soon as she is on the couch. I’ll be right outside and ready to break in. When I’m done with her, make sure your equipment is set-up to record the 3 of us having sex for the rest of the night.

“How do you know this will work? Raping her, I mean.”

“I don’t, I’m just hoping. You know I raped Dlg the other night.”

“No!”

You tell me about talking to your wife about Dlg and her having sex. Then your coming home from work and finding her in bed asleep. How you roughly took her, both vaginally and anally, and how it changed her entire attitude. “Now she’s your good little girl”

“Yes, and mommy needs to be brought back to reality too. You are mine now too. If you step out of line, I may have to discipline you too. I’ll find an appropriate punishment and exact it on you, don’t you worry. But when she returns, she needs to be re-aligned. She’s fucking her way to a huge promotion and will return home with on a power trip. I need to remind her that I am the boss!!!”

I feel your power deep inside me and wonder why these women don’t use it to their advantage. I will train them to have all the control, yet make you think you are in control. They will get their dreams and wishes, and you will too. Right now, I have my wish, my daddy, deep inside me, fucking me while my sister lies on the bed beside us eating and being eaten in a 3 girl chain. All is well tonight. You pull out and bend me over the bed and enter from behind. Your new depth reached is striking my cervical wall. You pound at the wall until you pull out. Your hand traces your other daughter’s spine and the chain is broken. She lays on her back, legs spread wide for you. You enter her love canal and slowly stroke to fill her. I take my rightful place in her chain and resume the lesbian feast.

I glance over to see her legs wrapped around your back drawing you deeper. You whisper something in her ear and she clamps down tighter. (I later learn that you invited her to join you and me in the rape of mommy.) She seems invigorated by your whispering and renews her desire to have you deep inside. You tell her, “On your knees, bitch!” “Yes sir!” And her legs spread, your left knee on the bed between her legs and your right foot on the bed near her right hand, you stroke into her and bottom out with an inch to go. I see you squeeze the remaining inch in and then pull out for the return stroke. As you enter fully, she cries out, both in ecstasy and in pain. You pound her pussy and cervix for 5 minutes, and then you pull out and roughly enter her unlubricated ass. Just the head at first and then, gradually, as your precum appears, you sink deeper and deeper until you are balls deep in her ass, as you were in mine just a few hours ago. I marvel at her control as you stroke her. I have much to learn from my sister. I have many toys to use on that tender bitch and she can use them on me. But right now, I see you abusing her ass, stretching it out and stroking it. Your fingers are entering her pussy as you seek to stretch it out also. Your final goal is to fist her pussy while you fuck her ass. You will succeed, because you are determined. Twenty minutes later, as we 3 are orgasming, I see your hand fully inside her pussy and you cock buried balls deep. Your strokes are short, strong and deliberate. You are close to cumming. I see your balls tighten and that glazed look n your eyes. The cum is flowing and you are filling her with your fatherly love. She seems lost in the moment and oblivious to the audience around her. As you exit and lay her down, 3 hungry mouths take over and begin to search for drops of honey to eat from her and her body. I turn back to look at you and then grab your cock. I take it in my mouth and taste her ass on it. I start to milk you dry and I feel you pulse one last time. I glob of cum lands on my tongue, as you collapse to the bed, spent. You are spent for now, and soon to be a victim of our devices. Each of us takes a limb, and secures it to a bedpost. We each have a duty: Anna – cock, Dlg – ass, Vixen – mouth, me – the rest of you. Our duties are simple; our body part is the only thing we can touch. No one else can touch it. We can do with it as we please.

Anna – sucks your cock, vaginally fucks it, then anally fucks it, then returns to sucking it. She repeats this for an hour until the next phase begins. Dlg – eats your ass with tongue, and then inserts anything she can find into it, fingers, toes, nipple, screwdriver, pliers, wine bottle, etc. Vixen – places every body part she has in your mouth: toes, fingers, nipples, ass, pussy, elbows, lips, ears, more pussy. Me – my tongue finds many erogenous zones: nipples, neck, balls, taint, behind your knees, inside your elbow, and ears. You are subjected to this intense pleasure for an hour and then we swap places. Anna and Dlg, me and Vixen. Another hour of our enticing pleasure, then the 2 teams switch body ends, Anna and Dlg switch with me and Vixen. I start on your cock while Vixen gets your ass. Dlg has your body and Anna has your mouth. The final hour finds your ass in my mouth, your cock buried inside of Vixen, your mouth full of Dlg’s pussy and Anna biting your nipples. We stay in these exact positions for the final hour and then stay there until you pass out from the massive orgasm we just caused in you.

We allow you to sleep for an hour, while we form a 4 girl chain, to eat the cum from our asses and pussies that you deposited there over the last 4 hours. After 10 minutes we get up and go to the kitchen to find refreshments. While in the fridge, we see some things: carrots, cucumbers, corn on the cob, small eggplant, medium eggplant, and one large eggplant. We gather these things together and determine to use them on us all, you included!! In fact, in less than ½ hour, we are going to awaken you with the carrot and slowly graduate up until we can’t fit anything else….in your ASS!

You are in dreamland, and are dreaming of a tongue in your ass, but as you become more aware of your surroundings, you realize that all tongues are accounted for. You begin to panic and vixen removes and shows you the carrot. She then grabs the lubed cucumber and begins to push it in. You feel the pressure and start to cry out, until I cover your mouth with mine. The pressure increases until you feel it slip in past your clamp. You look to your left and see the line up of fruit, your eyes gape at the large eggplant. The corn is next and you see it go between your legs. The pressure isn’t as bad, but the kernels are different. As it is driven deeper and then stroked, you feel your cock begin to grow and you feel betrayed by your body. The corn is stroked until you actually cum. Dlg, recovers the cum and the corn. Vixen grabs a small eggplant. It slips in to the shoulder and then stretches you out. She pushes so hard that it goes fully inside! You are scared about retrieval, until you bear down and it pushes out. A smile plays across your lips, until you see the medium one. It goes in fie until the shoulder. The girls can’t push it any farther than half way. They are done gauging your ass. Now they take turns licking it and helping to soothe it, all that is but Dlg. She inserts your cock in her pussy and makes love to you while the rest of us soothe you. You can’t wait to abuse us. You have a wicked thought….I see it in your eyes. We cut you loose and you pull Vixen, Anna, and Dlg aside. A plot against me!

“Break!” You each grab an appendage and pick me up, put me on the bed at a lower corner and bind my hands and feet. Then you pick me up again and near the footboard and it’s bed knob. I realize my danger and try to resist, but you caution me that harm could come to me, and to just enjoy it. I feel the knob penetrate my pussy and it feels filling. You allow gravity to impale me fully until it bottoms out. Then you prop me up there with chairs, tables and pillows. You leave me impaled on the bed knob, and you put your cock in my mouth. Then Vixen licks my clit, and Anna my ass, while Dlg jumps on the bed, sending an amazing array of vibrations through the bed into my pussy!! I cum repeatedly until I feel too spent to even cry out. You all lift me up and off, only to impale me in my ass!! Again with the special treatment and again with a huge massive orgasm! All this in less than 15 minutes total!! You remove me and the other 3 raise their hands, “Pick me! Pick me! Me next!!”

They are each, in turn, subjected to the impalement that I was the guinea pig for. What a devious mind you have. I’m so grateful for it. I’m so glad I am your daughter now. Thank you. The dawn brings a close to our debauchery and start to our sleep period. You pick Dlg and me to sleep with. You say you want to sleep with your family. Vixen and Anna go to the next room and arrange in a 69, and fall asleep in a few minutes, after a couple of mild orgasms. You are between us and our hands envelope your body. You fall asleep feeling our rushing hands and roaming fingers, probing and touching you.

De todos los posibles perfiles, uno de los más caros sería el de la role-player, más que nada por la cantidad de vestuario que necesita. Sin embargo, tiene la ventaja de que, en el momento en que compras un disfraz, se usa varias veces, y tu guardarropa aumenta de manera exponencial con cada nueva adquisición.

Si apenas estás iniciándote en esta categoría, los disfraces básicos que debes de tener, por ser los más solicitados, son:

• Enfermera
• Criada francesa (Maid)
• Colegiala
• Secretaria
• Mujer policía o militar

Teniendo estos cinco, puedes comenzar perfectamente, y puedes ir gregando uno nuevo cada mes, de modo que, antes de lo que te imagines, tengas un guardarropa que envidiaría cualquier actriz teatral.

Posteriormente, te daremos algunos tips de como hacer estos disfraces de forma económica  y sencilla.

Maid in Lebanon found hanged from her employer's balcony

It is being called modern-day slavery by human rights groups, and is claiming the lives of hundreds of women each year in the Middle East.

You wouldn’t think it, but domestic labor is a deadly business for migrants here, where up to 30 women have committed suicide, or died trying to escape intolerable working conditions in the last few weeks alone.

Rather than being anomalies, unfortunately, their deaths are the most recent in an alarming trend.

The women, mainly from developing countries Ethiopia, Sri Lanka and the Philippines, come in their millions to the Middle East in search of better pay and opportunities, but soon discover the move comes at a higher price.

Last month, 26-year-old Ethiopian Matente Kebede Zeditu, was found hanged from an olive tree in southern Lebanon. Kassaye Atsegenet, 24, jumped from the seventh floor of a Beirut building days later, having left a suicide note. Another, a Madagascan named only as Mampionona, leapt from the balcony to escape her high-rise virtual prison, tired of the daily grind of cleaning and minding the children.

Without the legislation to protect their basic human rights and with little access to justice in their host countries, sadly it is not uncommon for many women working as maids to experience forced confinement, food deprivation, excessively long hours and even sexual abuse at the hands of their employers.

One of the girls left a simple parting message for her employer, reading “Here are your f***ing bedsheets, Madame. I will not be cleaning them today,” before tying a noose around her neck and jumping from the balcony.

“She is one of the brave ones,” a young woman named Angelique working as a maid for a Lebanese family in Beirut tells me. “I think about killing myself almost every day. When I am hanging clothes out to dry, I watch the tiny people going by from the seventh floor and wonder how long it would take me to hit the ground.”

At 19-years-old, Angelique should not be thinking about ways to end her life, but that is all she has done since leaving her home in rural Ethiopia eight months ago.

“Anything would be better than my life as it is now,” she says, during the first time out of her employer’s house in over two months.

Angelique, who did not wish to give her full name, has had her hair cut short by her female employer, who complained she looked too pretty with it long. She is forced to wear the traditional pink maid’s uniform six days a week, 14 hours a day, and sleeps on the floor of the kitchen.

Like many other women in her situation, she was lured to the Middle East with false promises made by the agency that employed her. These agencies sell women to “sponsors,” or employers, who then pay wages depending on their nationality.

The newest on the market; Nepalese women can earn as little as $150 a month, while the older hands, the Filipinos, known for their good English and affable manner, can make as much as $300.

Angelique gets just $175, which she sends home to support her family each month. “But I don’t get paid if I am ‘bad’,” she says, “or when Madame is not in a good mood. I didn’t get any money for four months when she was arguing with her husband.”

It is not surprising human rights workers in the region are calling it slavery when these women are literally being worked to death, often for nothing in return.

US-based organization Human Rights Watch has found that at least one woman dies a week in parts of the Middle East, while many more are injured trying to escape their abusive employers and harsh working conditions.

Lebanon, Jordan, UAE and Kuwait have seen the highest suicide rates, where it is not uncommon for women to have passports confiscated or to be locked inside the house for years at a time.

In the past year, both Ethiopia and the Philippines took the step of banning all travel to Lebanon and Jordan due to the high number of suspicious deaths among the domestic worker community.

 The ban has only pushed the trade underground, however, and agencies in the two countries now smuggle women through third countries like Yemen. As long as there are women from developing countries desperate enough to be smuggled in, the onus should be on the countries letting it happen to pass the legislation ensuring their basic human rights.

Yet all but three countries in the Middle East have refused to sign the 1990 International Convention on the Protection of the Rights of All Migrant Workers, as cheap labor makes up an integral part of the region’s economy.

Not even the needless deaths of hundreds of women have given governments the impetus to sign; leaving migrant workers’ rights the gap in the law that seems no one is willing to fill.

Middle Eastern countries should sign the convention, or at least introduce their own labor laws, in order to stop more women returning home to their families in coffins.

So there I am, sitting in my villa, gazing at the things around me that I take for granted. Multiple luxurious bedrooms, ensuite bathrooms, a big, well-equipped kitchen, a garden and a nice pool. Then there are all the bule toys that many of us seem to hold sacred, like satellite TV, airconditioning, fridges, fans, wifi, comfy furniture … it’s a good life. But my local friends that come to visit don’t really see all that with the same perspective as I do. They look around and take in the surroundings, but they don’t really seem to view it as a home. “You live here by yourself?” they say in a tone of incredulity. To them, it’s some sort of aberration, something so far removed from what they consider to be a home that it may as well be a department store, or a monument.

They wear the same expression as they do when walking past a luxury hotel – it’s there, but somehow it doesn’t seem relevant to them. The first question they always ask is not “How many bedrooms?”, but ”How much do you pay in rent per month?” I’m too embarrassed to tell them, because they would be shocked, knowing that they could buy a house in Denpasar for an amount equivalent to just four months of my rent. Their second question is never articulated, but hangs in the air just the same: “How well do you treat your staff?” After some rapid-fire colloquial Bahasa interchanges with my pembantu, they relax a bit. I get looks which approximate guarded approval, mixed in with subliminal messages which inform me that they still think I’m crazy, but at least I’m the happy sort and therefore probably harmless. I feel like I have correctly answered Question One of some bizarre unspoken exam. In their eyes, I have perhaps moved one step closer to being qualified to live here in this peculiar, oversized, unBali-like edifice.

I can understand this, because in Bali, family is everything. Even if I have my own family or guests staying here during visits, my live-in helper is considered to be my permanent ersatz ‘family’. Therefore the measure of my worth as a human being is how I treat her, not where I live or what I own. I have always thought that she has been happy staying here. On one level, she probably is. But I see the anticipation in her eyes and her joyful body language as she leaves for her one night and one day off each week – a parole of sorts – to stay with her family and spend some time with her fiancee. And that has nothing to do with the physical surroundings of the family home where she stays. I’ve been there. It’s tiny, consists of one room and absolutely minimal furnishings and facilities. It’s also spotless and tidy, and the hospitality of her family is absolutely heart-warming. It’s home – in a way that my villa, for all of its excesses, can never be for her.

And now, she is getting married in a few weeks. Off to Java for an intimate family and friends wedding, then back to work at the villa after an appropriate break from duties here. Her sense of responsibility (more likely her desire to keep her job) meant that she offered to stay on as live-in helper for me after the wedding, but her eyes begged me to refuse. Her look of utter relief was priceless when I told her that of course she could keep her job – as long as she went home to her freshly-minted husband after work each day. 

So now she is looking for accommodation – and not having much luck. “Everything is full” she says wistfully. Curious, I asked what she was looking for. “A kost”, she says, meaning a communal boarding house. ”In Kerobokan, near my family, and under 350,000 per month”. At that price, everything goes fast.
“So, what sort of  place are you looking for?” I ask. “You want, what – a bedroom, bathroom and  kitchen?” She is shocked. “Oh no – too expensive! Only one room”. It’s my turn to be shocked. No bathroom? No kitchen? She reassures me that it is OK – the shared bathroom for all residents will be just 20 metres down the corridor, and there is usually a gas burner for cooking in the room. Besides, she says shyly, “my husband will be there”. What she doesn’t say is that it will be theirs. A home. And she seems so happy at the prospect.

After all this, I spent a fair bit of time gazing around my palatial digs and reflecting on economic gaps, relative wealth and happiness. I’ve heard it said that success is having what you want, while happiness is wanting what you have. I’m successful; she is happy. I’m happy too, and I realise now that she is also successful.

At least I now know what my wedding present to her and her husband will be. I’m going to stake them a year’s rent on her new kost, but I’ll make damn sure that it has at least a private bathroom. Am I spoiling them when they are already so happy? I mean, it’s not as if I’m buying them a villa or anything. All I need to do is sacrifice one meal a month at La Lucciola. That I can do. I prefer warung food anyway.

Last Saturday, my friend called me exclaiming “I found the best movie for you to see!”

Even though I just got to know this person, they had already figured me out pretty well – he recommended that we go see “La Nana” (The Maid)- a film about a nanny in Chile!

Honestly, the movie could have been about the history of dirt in Chile and I probably still would have been excited for the opportunity to reminisce about my semester last year in that fabulous country. Hearing the Chilean slang, seeing the Chilean brands (like Super Ocho candy bars and Sorprole yogurt!) made me quite nostalgic. Then, the storyline about the frustrated nanny working for a well-to-do household with the machismo father and the arrogant grandmother made me remember the not-so-great socioeconomic disparities and ethnic clashes of the country.

Fortunately, Chile aside, the movie was great in itself. Catalina Saavedra gave an emotional performance as the maid – she made my friend and I so tense that we walked out of the movie with muscle fatigue from clenching so much!

While the end of the movie didn’t provide as much closure as I wanted, I respected the director’s decision to end with an emotionally uncertain conclusion. Helps remind me that real life doesn’t always tie up into a pretty bow, despite my desire to make it do so.

Well don’t you two look just divine in your new outfits? Who’d have
thought that my useless husband and layabout stepson could have
become such wonderful maids?

Those subliminal training tapes have done such a fantastic job at
bending your personalities – I love the fact that you both now have
such delighful french accents too.

And although it’s cute that you two cannot take your eyes off each
other, I expect a full days work before you are allowed any playtime.
If I catch you slacking you will be sorely punished.

With the pair of you now legally dead I’m really going to enjoy
living the high life as lady of the manor.

Now girls, get to work. This house won’t clean itself…

La empresa upLark anuncio que sacará una figura de Mio el traje de camarera (maid) del ya epico concierto del festiva escolar.
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Del recordado concierto con la caída de Mio y el tazón rayado de arroz^^, aquí Mio utiliza el traje de Maid que Sawako Sensei les diera

Viene consigo su bajo Fender Jazz de 3 Colores, buen detalle que incluye las cuerdas

La figura incluirá dos caras de Mio como pueden apreciar

La figura saldrá llegara a las tiendas en Marzo del 2010 a un precio de 8190 yen

You awake the next morning an hour before you need to. You go under the covers and feast between her legs as she sleeps. Its only been 4 hours since you last made love, but she drives you crazy just with her scent. As you begin to massage her lips with your tongue, they become swollen and she is getting wet. Her legs bend and part more as you consume her juices. Ten minutes later, she is awakened from her dreams to find they weren’t dreams at all. She is in the throes of an orgasm and her daddy is the cause. After the throbbing subsides, she grabs your ears and pulls you up. She rolls you over and mounts you and rides you to your own orgasm, which takes 24 minutes. She then dismounts and proceeds to suck you dry and lick you clean. Her tongue is like no others, and you must struggle to leave her so that you can prepare for work. She lets you go and while you are showering, she prepares breakfast: toast, eggs over easy and turkey bacon. As you step from the bathroom, you smell it and quickly dress. As you enter the kitchen, you see her spread on the table, bacon on each breast, eggs on her pussy and her ass is on your toast. You eat the toast first, noticing that it has the taste of cum (hers and yours), then you eat the bacon and lick the grease from her breasts. Your eggs are quickly consumed, but her pussy is not. This you carefully and methodically feast on until she has another orgasm and ejaculation. You declare this as your drink and consume it in its entirety. She kisses you goodbye and sends you on your way. She stays home to recuperate, both from her injury and from the sex. She spends much of the day on the phone with me. We talk about how she got hurt and how she seduced you and even how she was going to get the 3 of us together.

What you don’t know about this all is that her knee is fine. The doctor fell for it because it is easy to fake a mild strain (and the bare pussy was a plus during his exam). The school nurse allowed it because she wants your daughter as much as you do and will do anything to please her. Your daughter is a slut; you just don’t know it yet. I’m sure you suspect, because she knew what she was doing in bed, all too well. I know this must be playing in your mind, just below the surface, but you are lust-blind. She wanted to seduce you. She wanted something to hold over you, control you, and Fuck you! She knows you want me and I want her. She is going to get hurt one day playing these games, and take a lot of people with her. I only pray it never happens.

The slumber party is just a ruse to get her 2 favorite lovers together to offer her more satisfaction. She will get what she wants, at our expense, but I don’t mind, and neither will you. I love the taste of her ass and pussy. I know you do too. You will love mine too, I’ll see to it. And as for your age, don’t give it a second thought. You are perfect as you are. I want to taste you before, during and after your daughter. I want you to enjoy me the same way. She tells me that your staying power is getting better with every fuck. I hope you are up to the task this Friday, because we 2 are going to wear your ass out.

I make sure to write this all down; because I don’t want you not know the truth. She is a slut, and a tasty slut at that. She is bi, and loves sex, any kind of sex. The only thing she hasn’t done is allow another animal to penetrate her, but the dog brought her to orgasm last week with his tongue. She is a sex addict and you and I, are her drug of choice. Lets get her love drunk and then make her pass out, so we can have some “us” time. You’ll read this just after lunch when I have it timed to send out. I’m sure it’ll fuel your imagination until you get home. Once you are home, fuck her once for me, will ya? Real rough and hard, so she screams out in ecstasy.

Thanks Lover,

J

Now that that is over, I’m sure you’ll fuck the remainder of the night away. It’s Wednesday and you still have plenty of time to fuck her brains out before Friday night. But don’t waste too much on her, I need you. I need you cum in me, so she can consume it from me. I need her cunt juice on your cock so I can dry it for you. But I’m getting ahead of myself.

She meets you at the door dressed in nothing at all. A neighbor catches a glimpse, but thinks it is your wife. She doesn’t know that she is away for a business trip to China and will be gone for 2 weeks. She just left on Monday and you have been fucking her daughter since yesterday. It didn’t take her long to seduce you. As you walk in the door, she informs you that for the remainder of the time that mom is away, an 18 inch rule is in effect. 18 inch rule? What the hell is that?  She explains that once you pass the 18 inch line that is inside every doorway, that all clothing must be removed. Inside that line, is a nude zone? This will apply to any and all that walk through those doors. How will you enforce this? For you it’s easy, no nude, no me. For others, I may have to coerce them, or offer sex. We’ll just have to see. Now, strip!

You comply with the rules and enter the nude zone. She tells you that there will be no dinner tonight, unless you want to feast on her. You agree to that and ask if there is an appetizer. She bends over at the waist and offers her ass. You hungrily devour it and bring her to orgasm doing so. Then you sit on the couch to view the evening news. She puts her head in your lap, cock in her mouth and has her appetizer. Afterwards, as the news is wrapping up, you hear a knock at the door. It is a pizza deliver person. She sends you to the door, nude and you answer it. The delivery person says it is $7 for the cheesy bread and you ask her to come in. As she (Anna) steps inside the door, she sees that you are nude and so is your daughter. Her eyebrows furrow and ask what the hell is going on here. You tell her that you are nudists and that the 18 in rule is being enforced this week. You explain what it is and ask if she plans to enter farther to receive her tip. You see her mind churning as she weighs the consequences of compliance. Your daughter comes to the door and lightly strokes her cheek. Oh, come on, it’ll be fun. I guarantee it! To your surprise she begins to remove her sneaks, socks, t-shirt (no bra), and jeans (no thong). You learn that she is a friend of your daughter’s from school who has been with her once before. Your daughter asked for her specifically to make the delivery. Your daughter whispers in her ear and Anna nods. She walks over to the door and gets her wallet to show you that she is 18 years and 3 months old. Then she drops to her knees before you and gives you an exquisite blow job. She is tender and gentle and brings you to orgasm in just less than 3 minutes. Then she milks you and then stands. She walks over to your daughter and they kiss, swapping your cum back and forth. While kissing, you take the liberty to stand behind Anna and spread her cheeks and legs. You lift her slightly so that you can enter her from behind, then you plunge in deep. She gasps and then relaxes as you r daughter returns to kissing her.  Then she gets a chair and sits in it, giving Anna a chance to catch her breath before she begins to feast on the pussy that has been spread, and lifted up to her. Your cock buried in her from behind, fucking her as you watch her feast on your daughter. It makes you blast off inside Anna’s pussy, filling her up to its oozing point. You withdraw and turn her around to make her bend and blow you. As she is bent over, your daughter eats the crème pie.

Your daughter whispers in her ear again, and she nods, goes to the couch and sits. Your daughter comes to you and tells you she’s been a bad girl again today, and deserves to be punished. You bend her over the chair and roughly enter her pussy, while lubing her ass with her cum. When you are satisfied with its slipperiness, you pull out and enter her ass just as roughly. You continue to fuck her ass until you cum in it.  She complains that it will feel gross all night long, and you suggest that Anna suck it all out of her. Anna hesitates until your daughter walks over to the couch, turns around, bends over and commands Anna to eat. Anna hungrily devours the oozing pie and then sucks the rest out.

You ask Anna if she has any more deliveries and she says this was the last one for the night; that her wages were covered for the rest of the shift. This is when you realize that she was paid to come here and that this was all a set-up. Because of the e-mail I sent you, you know that your daughter is manipulative, but you are surprised to what extent she would go to get what she wants. A question forms in your mind, but you refrain from asking until you can sequester her. You ask her to join you briefly in the garage. You shut the door and look her in the eyes. “What have you and your mother done?” Without skipping a beat, the answer comes back at you like a ton of bricks, “Everything.” She elaborates, “Remember our trip to Greece and you went out to take pictures in the market? We had a fine time that day, just her me and Vixen. Not only was it incest, but it was statutory rape, as I was only 16, and Vixen was just 17.” We have been quite good at keeping it secret from you. Your wife saw the Chinese trip as a way to bring you into the family fun, while you thought is was just you and your daughter’s dirty little secret. I will e-mail your wife and ask her to confess to you her sordid little tale. It will amaze you what your daughter is capable of.

Again, this is your required after lunch reading. You may have already read your wife’s tale by now, but if not, it’ll be soon. I can say this; those two are the finest pussies I’ve ever had occasion to feast upon. I can’t wait for us to all be together, soon.

Love and Kisses,

J

Up until a couple of months ago my house was a total manifestation of utter selfishness. I’d do whatever it was that I wanted in there and that usually meant doing whatever it is that I wanted. Housework was neglected for hours, nay days, actually it was more like years. I shit you not.

I would throw whatever I wanted whereever I wanted. I would lie on the floor and play banjo loudly or else stay up working til about 3am if I wanted – which I usually did more often than I really should have.

I always thought that whoever ended up with me would need to leave me the hell alone for about 5 or 6 days a week for us to get along. I never considered that I’d actually have someone live with me. Oh how a man can change…

Lin has been living with me for about a couple of months and since then I have had a handful of days “off” where I haven’t been tidying up the shitpit that is my home.

Alas it no longer is a shitpit for it is no longer my home. It is “our” home. And such a lovely home it is too. I still have my 3 basses, 3 acoustics, 4 electrics, mandolin, lap steel and mandolin in the living room – along with her electric piano, guzheug and violin.

In the past I would have written/said: Beware the love of a good woman. Now I think it is “Beware of yourself! Don’t get so far up your own arse that you cannot see the goodness of the woman.” (Or man whatever you fancy.)

We hired a van on Sunday and moved the rest of her stuff in. Just as our home was having some order it descended into a total mess again.

About a month ago when I mentioned the idea of us getting a maid Lin explained to me that these are “happy tasks”. I laughed at her goodness.

She’s such a positive girl. A real lovely person. So lovely that she doesn’t even see housework as that bad shit that you have to do to get your life into some form of manageable order. She is really the opposite of me. She is changing me.

Now if you don’t mind I have some happy tasks to attend to.

It is finally Friday morning! I can’t believe how fast the time has past. Just last night as I was taking out the garbage (as part of my household chores) I met with the neighbor taking his out also. His wife was in the shower and he had about a half hour to fill. (Fill me, that is.) I stood on the first step on his deck so that my ass was at his level. I bent over to touch the next step with the palms of my hands and bid him to enter me. My pussy was instantly wet as I bent over and his manhood slid right in. He entered me to his balls and then rested inside. I could feel the throbbing as his heart beat caused it to pulse inside of me. It damn near brought me to orgasm just from the pulsations. Then he began to slowly, tantalizingly slow, stroke n and out until on the 10^th or 11^th stroke, I came hard! He then began to abuse my pussy with fast, deep thrusts that bruised my insides as he bottomed out against my cervix. I swear he must have grown an additional inch longer since earlier this week! I can’t wait to see him abuse his wife in the same manner. I am going to insist on it. In fact, at the risk of being brought up on kidnapping charges, I am going to restrain his wife until he is satisfied.

We both part ways after my being abused by his sword. I know he’ll be satisfied until tomorrow and she’ll suspect nothing until it is too late. I step inside the back door and your wife wants to know what took me so long to take out the garbage. I tell her of my neighborly service and she begins to grin. She then tells me that I am to be banished to the backyard for the night and not to have any contact with her family or the neighbor either. I am to find my own shelter and place to sleep, since I acted on my own without gaining prior approval. At first I am hurt and distressed at her banishment, but then I begin to work on a plan.

The lights go off for the night and I hear moaning coming from their bedroom. Good! Sex!  I decide to take a walk around the neighborhood. It is only 10:30 and I pass the occasional dog walker, and young couple out for an evening stroll. As I pass the same couple a second time, they ask if I am lost. I tell them my brief history of how I found myself in this situation and they offer me a bed for the night; theirs! I agree and follow them home. They live directly behind ToTo and are vaguely aware of the debauchery that has been going on for the past 2 weeks. They have often talked about inviting another woman into their relationship, but didn’t know how to go about it. Now they have a chance to try it out without the embarrassment of asking an acquaintance and being turned down.

As we get to the side door, I grab the wife’s hand and pull her to me to kiss her. It is a light kiss that develops into an all out make out session. The husband is staring on in disbelief and excitement as he begins to realize the erotic possibilities and the immense hard on he has. We break the kiss and turn to go inside. The wife (Patty) goes to the kitchen to make coffee, while John and I sit on the couch to chat. As we chat, I stroke his inner thigh and crotch. I lean in to kiss him, knowing that Patty is watching us. It is immediately a passionate, wanton kiss. My hand slips beneath his waistband and I grasp his cock. I feel his gasp and then his intensified kiss. Then I pull back and look at Patty and wink. She smiles and licks her lips. This is going to be another sleepless night.

Patty brings us all coffee and then sits on my right side. I am now between them. We chat about me and how I got involved in this. We go to the computer and I show them my flickr account and the stories and encounters I’ve had. Even at 18, I am more experienced then the 2 of them in their mid twenties. They wonder aloud if I would ever consider moving out here to stay with them in their employ. I would consider this, if it meant I could spend some more time with Vixen, and I express this to them. They tell me that a contract could be drawn up for my employment as a domestic servant, complete with salary and “run of the house”. It is definitely something to consider. I bet I could really make a great living at this until I tired of it.

John and Patty go to the garage for a minute and then return with some restraints. They tell me that I will spend the majority of my night as their “toy”. I am excited and a little afraid. I agree and they take me to their bedroom. Patty undresses me and John attaches the restraints to my wrists and ankles. While he is at my feet, he reaches up with his tongue and flicks my clit. I gasp out and then Patty kisses me. They ask me to lie on the bed on my back and they finish incarcerating me. I am now available and fully accessible to them both.

Patty sits on my face and I begin to eat her. As she nears her first orgasm, she leans over to begin to pleasure me. Her 69 is just what I needed. As I enjoy her tongue and pussy, John enters her from behind, just above my face. I lick his balls as he strokes in and I hear him moan. His hands knead my breasts and I feel my orgasm build until I finally burst. I hear Patty say, “Mmmmmmmmmmmmm” what deliciously sweet cum she has John. You need to taste her! Now! John circles around and begins to eat me, and proclaims that I am sweeter than Patty. Patty agrees and they begin to both feast on me.

Patty gets up and adjusts my restraints so that my legs are being pulled toward my hands, fully exposing my pussy and ass to them both. John begins to prep my ass for penetration as Patty returns to her feast. John enters me gently at first and then becomes more deliberate in his assault. I want to cry out in pain, but Patty’s tongue is causing me such pleasure that I find myself wanting even more pain. I tell John to fuck me as hard as he can. I feel him entering me roughly and deeply as he drives as deep as he can. I am getting all 8 inches as he begins fuck me like a savage. I knew he would, because I was beginning to find out how to trigger the savage response in a man. Give him what he wants, and then beg him for his fantasy. He was practically raping my ass, as Patty was furiously feasting on me. Believe it or not, I was in full control here. They were my sex slaves! I was trying to ignore it and control it, but my mind was giving into my body’s need for the release that was inevitable. I decided that I was ready to soak the sheets and give these two what they also needed: the satisfaction of a job well done. I began to moan deeply and shake at first. Soon I was quaking with every touch and stroke. My moans turned to screams as the orgasm bore down on me and ripped me apart. I ejaculated all over Patty’s face and John’s groin and the sheets were soaked. John continued to violate my ass savagely, renewed by the cum and the satisfaction of seeing me cum. Patty moved until her pussy was over my mouth and she ground down on my face, making me eat her. My gasping and writhing produced the desired effect as she orgasmed strongly. The continued fucking from John, kept my arousal so high that I continued to bring Patty to orgasm after orgasm. My screaming was muffled by her muff as she filled my mouth with her bald lips and clit. My moaning set off one orgasm after the next. I may have been in control of them, but I was out of control of myself.

I don’t fully remember what happened next, and can only piece together based on our collective memories. John said that Patty had orgasmed for about a full minute just as he was about to explode. He said that I was writhing around almost uncontrollably (which is why Patty sat and ground on my face) and it was driving him beyond control. He said that the loss of control and the deep thrusting caused him to swell to dimensions that he had never before experienced. This caused even deeper thrusting and a wantonness that was taking over him. He felt animalistic and that scared him, but he couldn’t stop himself. He saw some tearing around my ass and some blood and this drove him to thrust even deeper, harder and faster. He was raping me and enjoying it.  He was going to literally “rip me apart” and he didn’t care. Patty noticed the blood on us and tried to stop him, but he was beyond control, much less stopping. As I continued to moan, it brought Patty back to her orgasmic stupor. Then John felt it. He felt me rip a little more as he swelled bigger. He felt the boiling deep in the pit of his stomach as his balls clenched and his legs began to spasm. He felt the primal sperm race from deep inside and begin the rapid movement down his hard, stroking, ever lengthening shaft. It felt like my 10 inch dildo, but only throbbing and hot.

Patty remembers seeing cum gushing out of my ass with every pulse and stroke. She remembers hearing John groan gutturally, and me screaming even with her pussy in my mouth. It shocked her back to reality long enough to see the look in John’s eyes as he released a torrent of cum inside of me like no man has ever done.

We three collapsed on the bed, John and Patty completely, me as much as my restraints allowed. Patty awoke first and began to address the needs of my ass: cleaning and salving. John caused many rips and tears as he stretched and grew to enormous size like an incredible hulk. She had never seen him like that and it scared and excited her both at the same time. As I came back to consciousness, she and I began to discuss what happened. I told her about the theory I was working on with regard to human primal mind states during sex. She seemed intrigued and we discussed it at some length. I told her what I had done to them and she understood having experienced it firsthand. She was amazed by how much control I had over them and intrigued by how she could control John in much the same way. I told her to try it on him herself. I gave her all my contact info and she still had my flickr account up, so she could friend/family me.

Patty had dressed my wounds and then we settled in beside a still sleeping John, to engage in some heavy petting and kissing. Her touch and kissing were erotic and sensual. I wanted her to go down on me and gently bring me to orgasm. I guided her down there and she looked at me pleadingly. I told her that only my ass was hurt and that her mouth would bring the relief I needed to forget the pain. As she began to feast on me, I began to coax more animal nature from her with my moaning and hand placement. As she began to read my body language, her eyes became glazed over and the look of an animal appeared in her eyes. I then got the tongue lashing, finger probing, teeth biting, orgasm producing feast I so desired. I made Patty into the animal her husband also was and she was so easy. As she reached “her” animal stage, John awoke to see the “look” in her eyes. He reached between her legs and stroked her swollen lips and gave her the release she needed. He also grasped his own hardening cock and stroked it while stroking her. I told him that it was turning me on to see him pleasuring both himself and her. In fact, I told him that he was currently pleasuring 3 people at once, and if my vixen were here, he could pleasure her too with his mouth. That sent him back over the edge, as his fist entered his wife’s pussy, forcibly and his cock became much larger. I could visibly see the growth. These 2 hungry animals were like putty in my hands. I now know more about my impending thesis and am going to have a fine work by the time my senior project is due (in 3 ½ years).

As Patty was driven to orgasm, she brought me to mine. I came for what seemed like an hour, but from the clock radio, knew it was only 17 minutes. (Only?!) Patty and John soon returned to there controlled mind states and realized that I had used them again. I told them that they needed to fuck. I mean really fuck, like 2 animals. They agreed and asked me to help them get there.

I told them no foreplay; that they had plenty already. Just start fucking her and I would coach the rest.  I told her what to say, how, when and where to touch him. I told him the same things and also that as he grew like the hulk, that it would help her free her animal. It should all start with her though. She has more control over the beginning. As she coaxed his animal into view, I saw her’s expose itself. They both began tearing and each other and the fucking intensified to the point of him being 2 inches too long, but finding the brute strength to force it all inside her. I know it means bruising and ripping inside. I know she’ll be sick to her stomach and in excruciating pain for about a week afterwards, but she’ll want it again, and again, and again. Her nails were tearing the flesh on his back, ass and legs, but he never felt it. Her teeth were biting his neck and shoulders to the point of drawing blood, but he didn’t feel that either. Her lips sucked the blood from him as she craved it like a vampire. All he felt was his own swelling and her tightness.

I could see it begin. Her lips sucking his blood, her pussy lips sucking his cock. Him being sucked and fucked as never before. Her sucking and fucking like never before. Each desire being met and supplied. Complete and total satisfaction and the realization of this caused their mutual orgasm. Patty began first and as her pussy muscles clamped down, and her teeth sunk deeper, John felt his begin. He unleashed a fury that somehow had escaped me. He tore into her pussy with all his might and surpassed the hilt. He completely tore her from pussy to ass with his fervor and pumped her so full that even I wondered where it all came from. It was twice what he had delivered to me and it was thick and hot and streaming from Patty’s pussy like a molten hot river of lava. His last thrust caused it to squirt from her and splatter against his groin. As he collapsed on top of her and then rolled from her, they both passed out.

I started with John and licked, sucked and lapped him clean. He was so spent that I wasn’t even able to get him hard, which was fine with me. I was able to fully drain him while he was soft. I was able to engage his entire member in my mouth while soft. It was a different feeling. Patty’s pussy was a treasure trove of a cream pie. I was able to suck all of his cum from her as she lay unconscious. I licked her thighs and ass in search of more cum. I found some on the sheets and ate that also. I dressed her wounds as best I could and then covered them with a new sheet and got dressed. It was almost daybreak by now and I needed to return to Toto’s to ready for the bar-b-q.

As I walked home, I reflected on my “research”. I now know what I’m going to do. The neighbor and his wife will fall victim to this, as will Tootoo and Vixen. I will ensure that all who have loves and crushes will become their own private hulks. I want to see ripped asses and pussies. I want to see men increase by 20 to 25 % in size just by unleashing their inner animals.

Now that it is Friday morning I can begin to plan tonight’s festivities. Damn, my ass hurts! As I round the corner, I see your daughter out front, looking for me. She sees me and runs to me. She has a relieved look on her face as she sees I’m OK. I tell her about her backdoor neighbors and she is both surprised and relieved. She wants to know if I can bring out the animal in her. I tell her only with her lover. She asks if it could be her dad. I tell her maybe. I tell her that her dad doesn’t think of her in this way, but that I would try. I know this goes against his wishes, but I need some control over him. She is 19, and legal, so she has some say in this. I will see if the hulk in him will fuck his daughter, if he won’t.

It is finally Friday morning! I can’t believe how fast the time has past. Just last night as I was taking out the garbage (as part of my household chores) I met with the neighbor taking his out also. His wife was in the shower and he had about a half hour to fill. (Fill me, that is.) I stood on the first step on his deck so that my ass was at his level. I bent over to touch the next step with the palms of my hands and bid him to enter me. My pussy was instantly wet as I bent over and his manhood slid right in. He entered me to his balls and then rested inside. I could feel the throbbing as his heart beat caused it to pulse inside of me. It damn near brought me to orgasm just from the pulsations. Then he began to slowly, tantalizingly slow, stroke n and out until on the 10^th or 11^th stroke, I came hard! He then began to abuse my pussy with fast, deep thrusts that bruised my insides as he bottomed out against my cervix. I swear he must have grown an additional inch longer since earlier this week! I can’t wait to see him abuse his wife in the same manner. I am going to insist on it. In fact, at the risk of being brought up on kidnapping charges, I am going to restrain his wife until he is satisfied.

We both part ways after my being abused by his sword. I know he’ll be satisfied until tomorrow and she’ll suspect nothing until it is too late. I step inside the back door and your wife wants to know what took me so long to take out the garbage. I tell her of my neighborly service and she begins to grin. She then tells me that I am to be banished to the backyard for the night and not to have any contact with her family or the neighbor either. I am to find my own shelter and place to sleep, since I acted on my own without gaining prior approval. At first I am hurt and distressed at her banishment, but then I begin to work on a plan.

The lights go off for the night and I hear moaning coming from their bedroom. Good! Sex!  I decide to take a walk around the neighborhood. It is only 10:30 and I pass the occasional dog walker, and young couple out for an evening stroll. As I pass the same couple a second time, they ask if I am lost. I tell them my brief history of how I found myself in this situation and they offer me a bed for the night; theirs! I agree and follow them home. They live directly behind ToTo and are vaguely aware of the debauchery that has been going on for the past 2 weeks. They have often talked about inviting another woman into their relationship, but didn’t know how to go about it. Now they have a chance to try it out without the embarrassment of asking an acquaintance and being turned down.

As we get to the side door, I grab the wife’s hand and pull her to me to kiss her. It is a light kiss that develops into an all out make out session. The husband is staring on in disbelief and excitement as he begins to realize the erotic possibilities and the immense hard on he has. We break the kiss and turn to go inside. The wife (Patty) goes to the kitchen to make coffee, while John and I sit on the couch to chat. As we chat, I stroke his inner thigh and crotch. I lean in to kiss him, knowing that Patty is watching us. It is immediately a passionate, wanton kiss. My hand slips beneath his waistband and I grasp his cock. I feel his gasp and then his intensified kiss. Then I pull back and look at Patty and wink. She smiles and licks her lips. This is going to be another sleepless night.

Patty brings us all coffee and then sits on my right side. I am now between them. We chat about me and how I got involved in this. We go to the computer and I show them my flickr account and the stories and encounters I’ve had. Even at 18, I am more experienced then the 2 of them in their mid twenties. They wonder aloud if I would ever consider moving out here to stay with them in their employ. I would consider this, if it meant I could spend some more time with Vixen, and I express this to them. They tell me that a contract could be drawn up for my employment as a domestic servant, complete with salary and “run of the house”. It is definitely something to consider. I bet I could really make a great living at this until I tired of it.

John and Patty go to the garage for a minute and then return with some restraints. They tell me that I will spend the majority of my night as their “toy”. I am excited and a little afraid. I agree and they take me to their bedroom. Patty undresses me and John attaches the restraints to my wrists and ankles. While he is at my feet, he reaches up with his tongue and flicks my clit. I gasp out and then Patty kisses me. They ask me to lie on the bed on my back and they finish incarcerating me. I am now available and fully accessible to them both.

Patty sits on my face and I begin to eat her. As she nears her first orgasm, she leans over to begin to pleasure me. Her 69 is just what I needed. As I enjoy her tongue and pussy, John enters her from behind, just above my face. I lick his balls as he strokes in and I hear him moan. His hands knead my breasts and I feel my orgasm build until I finally burst. I hear Patty say, “Mmmmmmmmmmmmm” what deliciously sweet cum she has John. You need to taste her! Now! John circles around and begins to eat me, and proclaims that I am sweeter than Patty. Patty agrees and they begin to both feast on me.

Patty gets up and adjusts my restraints so that my legs are being pulled toward my hands, fully exposing my pussy and ass to them both. John begins to prep my ass for penetration as Patty returns to her feast. John enters me gently at first and then becomes more deliberate in his assault. I want to cry out in pain, but Patty’s tongue is causing me such pleasure that I find myself wanting even more pain. I tell John to fuck me as hard as he can. I feel him entering me roughly and deeply as he drives as deep as he can. I am getting all 8 inches as he begins fuck me like a savage. I knew he would, because I was beginning to find out how to trigger the savage response in a man. Give him what he wants, and then beg him for his fantasy. He was practically raping my ass, as Patty was furiously feasting on me. Believe it or not, I was in full control here. They were my sex slaves! I was trying to ignore it and control it, but my mind was giving into my body’s need for the release that was inevitable. I decided that I was ready to soak the sheets and give these two what they also needed: the satisfaction of a job well done. I began to moan deeply and shake at first. Soon I was quaking with every touch and stroke. My moans turned to screams as the orgasm bore down on me and ripped me apart. I ejaculated all over Patty’s face and John’s groin and the sheets were soaked. John continued to violate my ass savagely, renewed by the cum and the satisfaction of seeing me cum. Patty moved until her pussy was over my mouth and she ground down on my face, making me eat her. My gasping and writhing produced the desired effect as she orgasmed strongly. The continued fucking from John, kept my arousal so high that I continued to bring Patty to orgasm after orgasm. My screaming was muffled by her muff as she filled my mouth with her bald lips and clit. My moaning set off one orgasm after the next. I may have been in control of them, but I was out of control of myself.

I don’t fully remember what happened next, and can only piece together based on our collective memories. John said that Patty had orgasmed for about a full minute just as he was about to explode. He said that I was writhing around almost uncontrollably (which is why Patty sat and ground on my face) and it was driving him beyond control. He said that the loss of control and the deep thrusting caused him to swell to dimensions that he had never before experienced. This caused even deeper thrusting and a wantonness that was taking over him. He felt animalistic and that scared him, but he couldn’t stop himself. He saw some tearing around my ass and some blood and this drove him to thrust even deeper, harder and faster. He was raping me and enjoying it.  He was going to literally “rip me apart” and he didn’t care. Patty noticed the blood on us and tried to stop him, but he was beyond control, much less stopping. As I continued to moan, it brought Patty back to her orgasmic stupor. Then John felt it. He felt me rip a little more as he swelled bigger. He felt the boiling deep in the pit of his stomach as his balls clenched and his legs began to spasm. He felt the primal sperm race from deep inside and begin the rapid movement down his hard, stroking, ever lengthening shaft. It felt like my 10 inch dildo, but only throbbing and hot.

Patty remembers seeing cum gushing out of my ass with every pulse and stroke. She remembers hearing John groan gutturally, and me screaming even with her pussy in my mouth. It shocked her back to reality long enough to see the look in John’s eyes as he released a torrent of cum inside of me like no man has ever done.

We three collapsed on the bed, John and Patty completely, me as much as my restraints allowed. Patty awoke first and began to address the needs of my ass: cleaning and salving. John caused many rips and tears as he stretched and grew to enormous size like an incredible hulk. She had never seen him like that and it scared and excited her both at the same time. As I came back to consciousness, she and I began to discuss what happened. I told her about the theory I was working on with regard to human primal mind states during sex. She seemed intrigued and we discussed it at some length. I told her what I had done to them and she understood having experienced it firsthand. She was amazed by how much control I had over them and intrigued by how she could control John in much the same way. I told her to try it on him herself. I gave her all my contact info and she still had my flickr account up, so she could friend/family me.

Patty had dressed my wounds and then we settled in beside a still sleeping John, to engage in some heavy petting and kissing. Her touch and kissing were erotic and sensual. I wanted her to go down on me and gently bring me to orgasm. I guided her down there and she looked at me pleadingly. I told her that only my ass was hurt and that her mouth would bring the relief I needed to forget the pain. As she began to feast on me, I began to coax more animal nature from her with my moaning and hand placement. As she began to read my body language, her eyes became glazed over and the look of an animal appeared in her eyes. I then got the tongue lashing, finger probing, teeth biting, orgasm producing feast I so desired. I made Patty into the animal her husband also was and she was so easy. As she reached “her” animal stage, John awoke to see the “look” in her eyes. He reached between her legs and stroked her swollen lips and gave her the release she needed. He also grasped his own hardening cock and stroked it while stroking her. I told him that it was turning me on to see him pleasuring both himself and her. In fact, I told him that he was currently pleasuring 3 people at once, and if my vixen were here, he could pleasure her too with his mouth. That sent him back over the edge, as his fist entered his wife’s pussy, forcibly and his cock became much larger. I could visibly see the growth. These 2 hungry animals were like putty in my hands. I now know more about my impending thesis and am going to have a fine work by the time my senior project is due (in 3 ½ years).

As Patty was driven to orgasm, she brought me to mine. I came for what seemed like an hour, but from the clock radio, knew it was only 17 minutes. (Only?!) Patty and John soon returned to there controlled mind states and realized that I had used them again. I told them that they needed to fuck. I mean really fuck, like 2 animals. They agreed and asked me to help them get there.

I told them no foreplay; that they had plenty already. Just start fucking her and I would coach the rest.  I told her what to say, how, when and where to touch him. I told him the same things and also that as he grew like the hulk, that it would help her free her animal. It should all start with her though. She has more control over the beginning. As she coaxed his animal into view, I saw her’s expose itself. They both began tearing and each other and the fucking intensified to the point of him being 2 inches too long, but finding the brute strength to force it all inside her. I know it means bruising and ripping inside. I know she’ll be sick to her stomach and in excruciating pain for about a week afterwards, but she’ll want it again, and again, and again. Her nails were tearing the flesh on his back, ass and legs, but he never felt it. Her teeth were biting his neck and shoulders to the point of drawing blood, but he didn’t feel that either. Her lips sucked the blood from him as she craved it like a vampire. All he felt was his own swelling and her tightness.

I could see it begin. Her lips sucking his blood, her pussy lips sucking his cock. Him being sucked and fucked as never before. Her sucking and fucking like never before. Each desire being met and supplied. Complete and total satisfaction and the realization of this caused their mutual orgasm. Patty began first and as her pussy muscles clamped down, and her teeth sunk deeper, John felt his begin. He unleashed a fury that somehow had escaped me. He tore into her pussy with all his might and surpassed the hilt. He completely tore her from pussy to ass with his fervor and pumped her so full that even I wondered where it all came from. It was twice what he had delivered to me and it was thick and hot and streaming from Patty’s pussy like a molten hot river of lava. His last thrust caused it to squirt from her and splatter against his groin. As he collapsed on top of her and then rolled from her, they both passed out.

I started with John and licked, sucked and lapped him clean. He was so spent that I wasn’t even able to get him hard, which was fine with me. I was able to fully drain him while he was soft. I was able to engage his entire member in my mouth while soft. It was a different feeling. Patty’s pussy was a treasure trove of a cream pie. I was able to suck all of his cum from her as she lay unconscious. I licked her thighs and ass in search of more cum. I found some on the sheets and ate that also. I dressed her wounds as best I could and then covered them with a new sheet and got dressed. It was almost daybreak by now and I needed to return to Toto’s to ready for the bar-b-q.

As I walked home, I reflected on my “research”. I now know what I’m going to do. The neighbor and his wife will fall victim to this, as will Tootoo and Vixen. I will ensure that all who have loves and crushes will become their own private hulks. I want to see ripped asses and pussies. I want to see men increase by 20 to 25 % in size just by unleashing their inner animals.

Now that it is Friday morning I can begin to plan tonight’s festivities. Damn, my ass hurts! As I round the corner, I see your daughter out front, looking for me. She sees me and runs to me. She has a relieved look on her face as she sees I’m OK. I tell her about her backdoor neighbors and she is both surprised and relieved. She wants to know if I can bring out the animal in her. I tell her only with her lover. She asks if it could be her dad. I tell her maybe. I tell her that her dad doesn’t think of her in this way, but that I would try. I know this goes against his wishes, but I need some control over him. She is 19, and legal, so she has some say in this. I will see if the hulk in him will fuck his daughter, if he won’t.

if I had to be a maid I would be a horrible one, doesn’t mean I don’t know how to clean… is just, I’m better teaching.

According to my mom, you do have to know how to do the job at least to teach the others how you expect them to do it.

oh, this sounded snob? Sorry, I don’t give a shit.

Nov 12, 2009 A MAN from Hongkong who molested an intellectually challenged woman was jailed for 10 weeks on Thursday.

Ip Ming Wah, 75, was in Singapore with his wife to visit his daughter and her children at a condominium in Siglap Road when he committed the offence.

He admitted squeezing the breasts of the 32-year-old victim at the void deck of a block on April 15.

Deputy Public Prosecutor Adrian Loo said a Filipino domestic maid was looking out of the window that day when she noticed Ip sitting on a bench infront of her block.

She next saw the victim walk past and Ip following her to the void deck of a neighbouring block. Curious, she went downstairs to have a look. She then saw Ip molesting the victim and informed her employer.

Ip could have been jailed for up to two years and fined for outrage of modesty.