This story includes real happenings, dreams o' mine and pure fiction. Well, ok, there is lots of fiction and not really much real happenings in this story, but who cares? Names are changed and you won't, never ever, get the real names ;-) You may not publish it anywhere without my permission, you may not change it nor use extracts in own writings. Susanne (MF,anal,cons,femdom,oral,toys) Write to me what you think of that story or it will NOT be continued! One nice day in summer, I woke up by the birds tweeting outside. It was 9 o' clock (I never wake up very early) and I had holidays. (from University) I was 20 years old back then, 1,80 tall, well-built with 85kg, dark blonde, shoulder-length hair, in curls, blue eyes, and I had, as every time I woke up, a hard-on from my dreams. I smiled to myself. I managed to get up, stripped my shorts off and got into my everyday clothes: jeans and t-shirt. When I had my holidays, I lived at home. I went down the stairs to the kitchen, fixed myself some breakfast and after that got back up in my room, turned on the music and threw myself onto the bed again. After like two or three hours of listening to music and relaxing, my mom came into my room, telling me we would have a guest for the next few days. One of her dancers (she gives dancing lessons) got private lessons and because she lived quite far away from here, she slept here. She was about 30 to 35 years old, but looked like 23 to 25. Such a beautiful woman. She was about 1,70 tall, had a rather slim figure, her breasts must have been between C and D cup, but as far as I could see that, they were firm, not hanging down or such. I can tell that much because when they danced for an audience, I was the technician and sometimes I cought a glimpse of their dressing room. All those beauties standing there in bras, panties and nothing more. The panties were string ones, because they didn't draw lines on their dresses, and most of it had a lace look. Just gorgeous! Her hair was a bit more than shoulder-length and blonde, straight without any curls. Her name was Susanne. It fitted her. I don't know, some people have names that just fit exactly, and others have names that make you think: "hey, those parents must have hated him/her". My mom got out again and I, with all these thoughts in mind, got back my hard-on. I hadn't seen that woman for a year or such and almost forgot her. I think I don't need to tell you I had a lot of fantasies about her. Her room was to be just near my room, the doors facing each other. She was one of those girls with a polish or russian spirit, I guess. They always kiss each other to say hi... a nice feature, I think. Later that day, must have been about 3 or 4 in the afternoon, she finally arrived. Nobody told me and because of the music I didn't hear her coming. Suddenly she stood in my room, wearing jeans, white socks and a t-shirt. "Hi, it's been a long time, hasn't it?" I jumped to my feet and wrapped my arms around her, as she did. One of her hands rested just above my ass and the other on my neck, holding me tightly against her body. She gave me a kiss on both cheeks and then rested her head on my shoulder for a few moments. That's when it happened. The bad thing. I got hard again. And she was still pressing her body into mine. Her hand resting on my neck joined the one resting above my ass and she moved her breasts a bit away from me, smiling broadly, and still pressing my bulge against herself. Then she suddenly loosened grip and got out again, still smiling. I was puzzled. What did she think of me? Nerd? What will she do, will she tell anyone? Soon, diner was about to begin and I got out of my room. There, she stood, in her door, smiling at me. She came towards me, wrapped her arms around me again, her mouth near my ear, and one of her hands slipped into my jeans, down into my slip. Something scratched there. She whispered "read it after diner", still pushing the scratchy thing, must pe a piece of paper, further down. "And now let's go get something to eat!" With these words, she pulled away from me, her hand still in the back of my jeans, guiding me down the stairs. Slowly she pulled out again just soon enough my parents couldn't see a thing. Diner seemed to last forever. Susanne sat facing me, my mom to my left and my dad to her right. I don't remember what we had for diner, but my thoughts weren't there anyway. She was caressing my feet with hers. Just my feet. She left my legs untouched. When finally all this talk about old times, the weather and other stuff was over and I could get up again, I did so, and got back to my room. There, I got that piece of paper out and read: "I did feel your thing getting hard when we said hi. If you'd like more than just say hi, write "yes" on this paper, come into my room and give it to me as I gave it to you. Else, write no and just hand it to me." I was trembling. What did she mean by "more"? There was just one way to find out. I wrote "yes" on it and went up to her door and knocked. I heard her voice "who is it?" - "me" I answered. "come in!" I opened the door, and went in, closing the door behind me again. Her room had some corners you couldn't see when you were by the door. Out of one of these corners, she came, wearing bra, panties and socks. Immediately I looked to the floor "oh, sorry, I didn't know..." "it's ok" she said "I was just switching clothes, but I told you to come in, so it's ok! Now do you have something for me or do you want a hug?" She was smiling broadly. I just wrapped my arms around her, pushing my hand into her panties, string panties, and placed the paper there. The string pulled it between her asscheeks, but that's where she wanted it. She whispered "your parents are going to buy some stuff soon, and they told me they won't be home until the shops are closed. That leaves us three hours of time. I suggest you should have a shower first, you don't smell too good." I went to my room, got some fresh clothes and went to the bathroom. I usually completely dress again before I go out of the bathroom again. Don't ask me why, I got used to it. As I always did, I locked the door, got undressed and went in. I wasn't there fore three minutes as the door opened. (with a coin you could open the door from outside) Susanne got in, dressed in a bathrobe, told me my parents were gone and showed a key to me. "That's the key to your room, sweetie!" Then she opened her robe a bit, revealing she was wearing a bra underneath, put the key into her bra and said "It's locked. You should come to my room when you're done." Then she grabbed my clothes and my towel (it was the only towel in the bathroom... we keep them in a closet in the corridor) and went out again, leaving the door wide open. I hurried getting done and because I had no towel, I shook like dogs do to get dry. Still dripping I went out of the bathroom and to Susanne's room. Her door was open and I just got in. She gave me the towel "get dry... quickly! There's much fun ahead!" I did so and saw her pushing a table and two chairs to the middle of her room. She put a card game on the table and sat on one of the chairs. I asked "can I get clothes again?" - "Soon! Sit down!" I had no choice, so I sat down on that chair, facing her. "We play a game, quite an easy one because I don't like poker, and each time you win, I take something off. Each time I win, I tell you what you have to do, ok?" I nodded. She explained the game to me, it was quite simple, I don't know the English name for it, but, heck, who cares? Well, first round I won. Much luck, but I won. "What do you want me to take off?" she asked, "the robe" I answered. She opened it and let the robe fall to the floor, revealing the lace bra and panties she wore underneath. She was still sitting. The next round started and I felt her foot wandering up my leg. Looks like she wore a pantyhose or stockings. She gave cards carressing my inner thighs with her oh-so gentle and small foot. When she took her cards, her foot started rubbing my cock veeery slowly, almost without a touch. This round went to her, she won. "Okay, now I have a wish... do what I tell you for 10 Minutes! Go to the bathroom!" I did as she told me and just moments later she was there with me again, holding some strange things in her small hands. "I'm sure you didn't get clean everywhere when you had your shower... let's fix that! Get on the table here, on your knees, your head down, and your ass towards the sink." She filled the sink with water, dropped something in there and then spread my asscheeks with one hand. Now, she pushed something into my ass. I tried to object "hey, what are you.." - "Quiet! And relax, that makes it easier!" She finally had the thing in my butt and told me "I'll fill you with water in there to make you clean from the inside. The water will stay there until you lose next round. I added some cleaning stuff... might feel a bit strange." Then she, I saw that through between my legs, started pressing and releasing a rubber ball that was attached to a tube that led into the water. The other side was attached to the thing in my ass. With each time she pressed, some water went into my back, warm water. Suddenly I knew what she was telling me about that cleaning stuff she told me... the water tickled inside. It felt like champagne or something similar, but stronger than that. When I was really, really full (she didn't stop when I begged her to), she stopped and told me that was a butt-plug inside my ass. One with a hole in the middle allowing water to get in, but not out again. It won't get out if I don't let it. Then she disconnected the tube from it and said "so let's play again!" I won next round, although the tickling inside my butt distracted me almost as much as her feet (both) caressing my cock. By the way, she wore stockings, as I saw in the bathroom. "Ok, sweetheart, tell me what to take off!" I didn't hesitate and said "the bra!". She stood up, got the key to my room, which was still in her bra, out of there and put it into the front of her panties. Then she took off the bra and threw it to her bathrobe on the floor. "How does it feel inside your bum?" She asked, smiling broadly. "It tickles like mad" I answered, "can we keep on playing, please?" I had to get rid of that stuff in there. Next round was over rather quickly. I played as bad as possible. She tried to play worse to lose, but she gladly won. "Let's go to the bathroom again" she told me, and there we went. She told me to sit on the toilet and then to pull out the plug in my butt. "Now press all the water out!" In a few moments I was empty again. "Wipe yourself dry and get up here again!" she said, tapping on the table with her hand. "Look, that's our next toy!" She showed something like that plug to me, but it was bigger, and it had two connectors at its back. One for water, as I already knew, and the other looked like the head- phones connector at my ghettoblaster. I got on the table again, bent down as she guided me, and watched her smearing some jelly-alike stuff over her toy. When she was done with it, she put the toy to my anus, said "Relax, or it will hurt!" and started pushing the thing in. After a few seconds it was inside me, and I saw her smiling veeery broadly. She attached the tube again, let some water into the sink, added the cleaning stuff that tickled so badly and started filling me up again. When she was finished, she disconnected the tube from my butt-plug and told me to turn the plug so the jack (that looked like a headphone connector) would look forward. I did so, she clapped her hands, jumped a bit (and her beautiful breasts swung up and down) and she sang "come with me, my toy, let's play next round!" Back in her room (by the way: sitting with this BIG thingup by ass was not exactly comfortable), at the table, she gave me my cards and then did something under the table. "Don't look, start with the game!" I did as she told me and she quickly put her hands on the table again, playing cards with me. With a big smile on her face, her foot ran up my leg again. Once it reached my cock, she put her cards on the table and said "look, connect that jack to your butt-plug, will you, sweetie?" I looked down and between her biggest two toes, there was a jack, the cable running under the table. I put the jack into the plug. "Ok, and now what?" - "I have the controller here!" she told me, "right between my legs." and her hands went down there. "The scale goes from 0 to 10. This is one!" I heard a klick noise and immediately, the plug began vibrating a bit. "Twoooooo" The thing started vibrating more... "Threeeee" ...and my dick started pulsing. "Any faster and I'll cum, Susanne!" - "ok, thennnn back to one". I won that round. She stood up, right in front of me, and asked "what do you want me to strip off?" - "The slip" I said. She put her hand in her slip, got the key to my room out and said "will you take them off for me?" I put my hands on her asscheeks, holding the back of her lacy string slip with my thumbs and started pulling downwards. Slowly this piece of almost nothing came down, my hands never leaving her soft skin. She stepped out of the panties and let the key slip into one of her stockings, then sat back on her chair. "Next round will determine it all, if you win, I will be your slave till tomorrow, if you lose, you will be my slave till tomorrow. Is that ok with you?" - "I guess it is" I told her, not quite sure where this was going to end. She gave cards and we started... the butt-plug still vibrated at "1" and kept me near to climax... and her feet both were at the sides of my cock. She rubbed the soles of her feet against the head of my cock, and suddenly the vibration of the plug got more. "Susanne, if you don't turn it lower, I'll cum!" She just smiled. I heard some clicks, must have been 4 to 6 or so and the thing really started jumping inside me. "quick! the game!" she said and I hurried. That was a mistake. She was just short before winning when I couldn't keep it back anymore "I'm cumming!" - "Cum on my feet!" She ordered, placed her feet right under the tip of my cock and pressed them against each other. Some more clicks... "Level 10 should be fine for this!" She smiled even broader! Damn that was an orgasm! Somehow I managed to get all the cum on her feet, just the feet, not her legs. She turned the vibration off, pulled her feet back under the table and walked around it to me, taking care nothing of my cum got off her feet. "I guess I won that round. That makes you my slave! Stand on that chair!" I did so, and she put my cock in her mouth, licking all the remaining semen off it. "On your knees. On the floor!" I obeyed, and she sat on the table. "My feet are one mess. Clean that, please! Use your mouth!" I tried to open my mouth to say something. "Don't do it and I will rub my feet clean in your face, slave!" I kneeled in front of her and lowered my face towards her sweet feet, starting to lick them clean. I didn't like my taste, and I even more didn't like the consistence of my cum, it made me swallow hard although it was really not much stuff on her feet. I was done soon and she said "Hey, what do you think? Is your ass clean inside?" As I didn't want more of that tickly stuff in my back, I nodded "yes, it's clean!". "Ok, then we'll go to the bathroom, get that plug out and then you'll push your middle finger into your anus pull it out again and put it in your mouth... if it's clean, that shouldn't be a problem." - "Baah! My Finger in there? No way!" I objected. "Okay, slave, then get up!" As soon as I stood in front of her, she took my still hard member in her hand and pulled me to the bathroom. In the other hand, she still had the controller of the plug, and with every two steps she switched one click higher. "I'll cum again if you don't turn it down, Susanne!" - no reaction. "Get empty" she told me, switching off the vibration as soon as we arrived in the bathroom. So I sat on the toilet again, pulled the plug out and pressed all that mess out of my ass. What a relief! Then she got me up on the table, put in the same plug, filled me with that tickling stuff again and then made me stand in front of her... "Let's go to the kitchen, slave!" I tried to object, because someone might see me through a window... completely naked, a wire coming out of my ass, ending in some control thingy in the hands of a woman following me just dressed in stockings... she turned on vibration again. "Don't do it and I'll switch it higher. You don't want to cum on the floor and lick it up again, do you?" So I walked downstairs to the kitchen, trembling a bit because of that thing sending shivers into my whole body from my anus. "Lets see what's in the fridge!" she said and so she did. "Take this!" she gave me a huge cucumber, about 5cm wide and 30cm long, then the whipped cream can (one of these "push the button and perfectly whipped cream comes out" things), closed the door and told me to go back to her room. As we arrived, she again turned up the vibration a bit and then slowly stripped her stockings off her legs. She put the key to my room onto the table, went around me and with one of the stockings tied my hands behind my back. Then she sat on the bed, smiled at me and said "Pleasure me, my sex-toy!" - "What?" I asked and I should have better not asked her right now. She stood up, led me to the bed, guided me so I lay half on it (my feet and knees on the floor near the bed, by cock touching the bed and my stomach, chest and face lay on the bed) and told me to look to the wall, away from her. I had to get punished, she said. Then I heard the door to her closet open and close soon after again, she came back to me and said "From now on, you will wear this!" while she started putting something onto my feet. I soon realized it was a pantyhose! "Hey come on, not a pantyhose! That's weird! I don't even fit in there!" But I felt like I was talking to a tree or some- thing. She pulled them further up my legs and over my ass, taking care my cock looked downwards, towards my knees, which was not too painful because in the position I was, it was already pointing in nearly that direction. The wire to control the vibrations in my anus went out of the pantyhose on its back. That thing was tight! She told me to lie on the bed, stomach upwards, and I obeyed, but my knees pointed towards the ceiling, so my cock wouldn't be pulled down too far. "Legs straight" she commanded "or..." So I tried my best to straighten them. I couldn't get them completely straight because it hurt to bend my cock downwards so far. "You don't obey? Well, then you will wear girl's panties from now on!" And she grabbed her panties which still were on the floor, and put them on me. Now the pressure on my cock was even harder. Suddenly we heard a car driving into our lot. "I'll look who it is" Susanne told me "don't move or I'll have to punish you!" She put on a robe, totally naked underneath, and went out of the room, leaving the door wide open. Just moments later she arrived again, telling me my parents were here again. "So the game is over" I said, but she said "hey, wait! We said 'slave till tomorrow', so you WILL be my slave until the sun rises!" She quickly helped me onto my feet, grabbed the key to my room and led me right in front of my room's door. She stood right behind me, pressing her body against mine, her head next to mine, and whispered "they are just coming into the house, that leaves us a minute or so to get into your room. Do you like your new clothes?" while caressing my cock through panties and pantyhose with the key. "Stay here until I come back, or I'll really humiliate you... in front of your parents!" And she was gone, leaving me standing in front of my room's door, locked, my arms tied behind my back with stockings, wearing a pantyhose and women's string panties over it, a wire coming out of my back. Susanne raced to the bathroom, took all the toys to her room and then came back. Then she opened the door, pushed me inside, followed me and locked the door behind her. ...to be continued Please send any ideas how the story might go on to me. This story will get some more parts, IF you write what you'd like to read here. If you don't write me, I will think you don't like the story and won't con- tinue. MAIL ME! I want to know if you like the story! Any suggestions/comments/questions/... are welcome! Feel free to send me a mail: nowheremaneverywhereonthenet@gmx.net -Noman-