Sir Tortuga's Society Household Blog
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Chapter 9: December 30, 2010
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 9: December 30, 2010 - I run a Household in a secret BDSM Society. I think we need to be more open, and join the rest of the world, so I'm blogging about what really goes on here. I'm a pansexual sadist, and I take my pleasure wherever I will. The codes will update as I post, out of courtesy. I'll update weekly with my posts from the previous week.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Ma/Ma Consensual Gay Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Incest BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Spanking Rough Light Bond Humiliation Sadistic Group Sex Orgy Safe Sex Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Sex Toys Water Sports
Today I'm going to have to deal with Fifteen. I'm mostly sure what needs to be done, contingent upon our discussion today. I'd have done this yesterday, but it was a busy day, getting ready for the NYE part, amongst other things. There were a few things that needed my guidance yesterday, but for the most part our household runs itself, and things were mostly ready yesterday.
There's a few things that need to wait until tomorrow: costumes, food, and final bits of decoration chief among them. Pretty much everything else was already done, or close to being done. I've found that having the fucktoy-run Christmas party a week before my big party means most of the kinks --as it were -- are ironed out of the system ahead of time.
My fucktoys kept things running smoothly, while one ran my calendar, the other took charge of my cock. I might have to have dual fucktoys more often, it was a pleasant experience. Of course, the most pleasant experience was giving Zee and her team the tickets.
When I got to her, she was cleaning up one of the play rooms on the second basement level. The room was the one I thought of as "The New Yankee Workshop Gone Bad." While there wasn't so many large power tools, it was definitely a carpentry shop, with wooden horses, planks, and most of the clamps were like the ones used in carpentry. There was also a wall of power tools that had all been perverted in some way.
When the girls saw me, she rushed over to me, her braid swinging behind her. She gave me a full body hug. "Sir!"
"I've got your ticket," I said, and placed it around her neck. (The tickets are almost like badges, since not every attendee has pockets, or clothes.) She kissed me soundly, then. Her nipples had perked up and I wrapped my hands around her breasts.
She moaned as I squeezed them. "Cleaning up down here always makes me horny," she laughed. I kissed her then, putting more pressure on her breasts, and causing her to whimper.
I grabbed her ponytail near the base, and turned her around. I force walked her over to one of the wooden horses and bent her over. One of my fucktoys had unzipped me and pulled my cock out while I bent her over, so I was in her quickly, efficiently and forcefully.
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