Like all my other writings this one deals with heavyMale Supremacy themes, cruelty, masochism, abuse, and is otherwise on theextreme end of things. If...you are seeking a lovey dovey bdsm story, lookelsewhere. I am trying something a little different here. I think a goodstory lets you not only fantasize about what you are reading but allows you toextrapolate on the ideas. The following is not so much a story but a collectionof ideas on how a woman can be completely submissive to a Man,. I had planned every thing out in my mind because I remember those days at college. Well the baseball finals came and, as I predicted, my neighbor Aaron's team won. He called me up the next day and asked if I remembered my promise. I toyed with him for a few minutes then gave in and told him I did. I asked him when he would like to have the victory party and he asked if it could be the next weekend to give every one time to make preparations to attend. I agreed, so the party was set. I got all. She told me, "I want to be that hot babe you cuff in your show." So, I cuffed Scarlet and playfully bit her and she moaned with pleasure. She had me uncuff her, and she lifted her skirt and showed me her twice pierced pussy, and it was dripping wet. I dropped to my knees and started to lick my tongue on her pierced clit. She moaned like crazy. She grabbed my head and forced my tongue deeper into her clit and pussy. I licked her furiously that she moaned so hard her pussy exploded all over my. To keep my life uncomplicated, I chose whores to satisfy my lust. They were easy to spot, for they tried to imitate the upper-middle-class, yet fell short with their dirty white muslins and cheap silks. Also missing were their bonnets and shawls, which put their made-up faces and décolletage on full display. Typically, their hair hung loose. After all, their purpose was to incite arousal in men. I entered the brothel for the elite and was immediately surrounded by lascivious whores. My scent.