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Suzanne had grown content using both Hannah and I as a pair of fuck pigs. Her whim was our desire and we strived to exceed her desires at every turn, with an incredibly high success rate. Unfortunately, the nature of my job requires travel, and an extended trip came down that I couldn't avoid. It would put me out of the country for a couple of weeks at least, which meant I would miss the next party. Suzanne and Hannah both filled me in on the highlights, which sounded phenomenal. By the time I returned home, three weeks had passed, and Suzanne's next slated party was a little over a week out.… Read more

Suzanne and I had spent a few months working with Hannah. A couple times a week she would come over and we would set about working on her flexibility and stamina. Our collective thinking was we'd rather be over prepared for her debut. We decided to have the party at our house for a change; it would give us time to set up how we wanted to, and we could incorporate all the elements we wanted into the night. I'd been assigned the duty of constructing a couple of restraint devices for the evening. Suzanne and Hannah had been busy getting the basement rec room converted into their "event space". W… Read more

Suzanne's birthday was fast approaching, and for the life of me I couldn't think of anything to give her. With two weeks to go, I finally broke down and asked her for suggestions. "Any ideas what you would like for your birthday, baby?" I asked. A wicked smile fell on her lips and I realized she'd had a plan on the back burner for some time. "I have some ideas...." She said coyly. Genuinely curious to know what she's dreamed up, I asked: "Mind sharing some of them?" She pursed her lips for a moment and then said: "Pick a number between 1 and 5. Once you pick a number, that's it, no takesy-ba… Read more

By my junior year in college, I had managed to have had a few boyfriends, but nothing that ever played longer than a semester or so. If I wasn't buried in books trying to get ahead on class work, I was hanging out with my regular group of friends, which, as it happened, all managed to be guys. I was the somewhat bookish girl who just happened to like watching a football game on Saturday or Sunday as opposed to what were considered more "feminine" pursuits. I wasn't exactly some beauty queen, either. 5'-4" and probably 150 pounds, I usually had my chestnut brown hair down to the middle of my… Read more