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|Comments:||The Bullied School Kid: Part 2
Tom is now currently secured lightly to a tree, with duct tape covering his hands and ankles, with a little blue spot on his nose of thick blue marker pen used my the leader of the revolution against boasting, Amy.
Amy ruffled Tom's hair mockingly and brought the pen to his nose, the tip feeling cold against his warm skin, and she started colouring his nose
"How does it feel to know anything we want to do to you, we can do - and we will do tommy? Bet you wont boast about that will you!" She said he looked cute with blue scribbles on his nose - it was apparently a sign of her dominance against the little nerdy boast
Now they had drawn on his cute little nose, it was time to go further. Sam took hold of the pen like it was a trophy, drawing cat whiskers and writing 'gay' or 'Wanker' or just scribbling - he looked like a smurf now, with more blue than skin. But Sam wasn't satisfied.
"Now tommy" He said while tugging his nose teasingly, "How would you feel if we took your clothes off?" Tom struggled immediatly to no avail "Please, no!! I'll, ill tell you my secrets!!!"
"Secrets, huh?" Sam replied " Yes, I will know them later, but for now, I will strip you!" Ignoring the pleading Sam cut away all his clothes, leaving Tom in nothing but his boxers.
They did the same again, only with more taunting and nose squeezes, they even. smeared mud and moss on him at one point, right in his bridge of his nose…
"Tom, we are dominating you just accept it and cry and beg and we may show you some cute little mercy. Or not! Now I dont want to hear your protests for this bit, so we are ging to gag your cute little mouth!" Tom did beg, and he nearly cried, but downright refused to open his mouth. But the gang had power over him, and they relaxingly pinched his nose until he had to gasp for air, shoved a sock in, and secured it with duct tape.
He was struggling now frantically, but the bonds held, making him just look more helpless.They then took a hold of his small pants, and began to pull...
|Comments:||Lol no you're just Epic, stop that :)|
|Comments:||Yes i'm not a moderator it's a name and i'm not Epic im Grapes ben and alot of others i am the person who went to lengths such as offending myself|
|Comments:||Epic, you are moderator 1. Just stop acting childish, everyone figured that out ages ago.
Plus this is a php noncrypted site. A moderator can't posibly exist.
I just can't understand why is it so hard to stop spamming the site and go on another one. You havent written one in ages.
That said, i propose that we all just go back writing our stories and end this useless conversation.
|Comments:||NBC Nothing but crap you offended Epic and shut your trap Nicky v vicious nobody|
|Comments:||The bullied school kid Part 1
Tom was walking home from his day with a sense of peace surrounding him. He had proved his dominance against other people, his maths, science, Instrument playing and English had been far better than anything else anyone had done, and he had boasted and boasted about it.However, he had also made public he had the whole day with his parents out, and that would become his downfall.
Tom was a teenager, with short brown hair and glasses. He look a little nerdy, but not excessive like other people he felt were lesser beings than himself - he was forever boasting about anything, he wanted to be better than people.
However today Sam had become bored at the endlessly talking show-off Tom was, and was going to prove this by getting his sweet revenge! Amy had heard of Tom having his parents out, and set up an ambush with a group of his friends
His friends were Sam, a long haired girl who was clever but not as clever as tom, Amy had brown hair and was in the same situation. she liked to call it a gang at this time, but it was more of a group of random people who disliked Tom - gingers, tall, short, - around 5 people of all different shapes and sizes
The moment had come, and Tom was about to get owned! Tom came around the corner and bang! Out came the grappling hands, pinning him to a tree and securing his hands with duct tape quickly but thoroughly. Now he was secured, Amy came to the front of the group and secured his legs together - Tom didn't scream, he wouldn't be able to stand the embarrassment of anyone else finding out, besides, this place was hidden by more trees.
Amy tapped tom's nose lightly - "Hello,Prisoner"
"Prisoner!?" Tom replied, petrified
"Oh, yes" Sam said while pulling markers pens out of her bag "This is going to be fun, isn't it!"
Sam teased Tom with the pen, pulling it closer, then further away. If you had you're eyes closed all you would hear would be Tom's helpless, defeated sigh as the thick blue pen touched the delicate tip of Tom's nose. They had total control over him, and he could do nothing at all to stop them playing their game that could go on for as long as they wanted...
More to come Guys - too rushed? Just strange? Feedback welcome but don't hate!
|Comments:||NBC- Just ignore the 'moderator' he's acting childish and only trying to wind you up for his own amusement.|
|Comments:||Reply to moderator 1: who did I offend?
|Comments:||Great! It's about time we got some skirtfic back on here again! For those tht don't know, it's a story in which a male is stripped by a female in a dress/skirt as a form of psycho-dominance. Love it!|
|Comments:||Despite the spam and childish frivolities slowly euthanising this site, I must say I'm entertained by the offerings of the new members here, keep it up guys.
Anyway, I thought I'd better keep this train-a-truckin' and contribute a story.
Tears punctuated the creased red eyes of Jessica Raven as her daily torment at the hands of the School's Queen Bitch Emma DuPris was in full flow. We watched helplessly as page after page was torn from her poetry book and jeeringly read out in Emma's cat-like screeches to the rest of her cronies laughter.
I'd had enough of this and decided to take a stand. Now I wasn't the most popular guy in school as I was was short, skinny and ginger so I had no powers against these harpies such as a cute ass, sparkling eyes or an English accent like the boy band drones that adorned their walls and their fantasies did. But I tried my best.
Marching up to Emma, I snatched the book out of her hands and tossed it back at Jessica who caught it instinctively.
"Good catch!" I smiled, winking at her, making her already red face gush a deep crimson.The teacher, who was absent due to restocking on the 'irish' for his Coffee flask bought an end to the trouble by banging an authoritative fist down on his desk with a room quaking thump.
He then roared for Jess to go and clean up her tears and for me to help her. "You're a chivalrous man Theodore, you'll go far, son." I smiled and left to attend to Jessica, smirking at the sound of Mr. Kilburn causing the chorus of bitches to cry in unison by referring to them as 'Abortionist's Dream Customers'.
"Thanks for that Theodore, you're a hero." Jess gushed behind those big, thick glasses of hers. "It was nothing, besides, you're a creative girl and....and.....you're k-kinda cu-cute!" I flustered, looking down at my shoes as Jess played with her ponytail. "Awwww!" She squealed, giving me a hug that would have had Andre The Giant gasping for air. "Wanna come over to my place after school and watch a movie or something? I need some company after today!"
"Sure!" I replied, grinning back. So I arrived at Jess's house after school, a stomh full of butterflies and a head swimming in infatuated seas, as the sight of her eyes made me weak at the knees.
She invited me in and we sat down to have coffee, but after a while mine began to taste funny and I bent over doubled in pain as my body exploded with a cold sweat.
"Oh god!" Jess shreiked. "I'll get some stuff from upstairs, you just stay there!" she said with a worrying giggle.
As I came to, I found myself tied to Jess's bed, still fully clothed. and staring right back at Jess, who was now wearing a sexy long black dress with silk gloves. The sight of her like that made me quite excited, and Jess certainly had noticed. She crept closer to me with her arms outstretched towards my waist. "C'mere Teddy-bear, let Jessie help you out of those......"
|Comments:||I was sixteen, and very attracted to some of the girls at my school. I had a panty fetish and constantly thought about these two girls from my school, Lindsay and Caroline. Lindsay was a busty redhead who was very dominant, and Caroline was an extremely gorgeous blonde who seemed nice and cute, but had a dark side.
It was Friday, and I was sitting in class, staring at Caroline and Lindsay with passion.
"Okay class, we're going to start our partner projects." The teacher walked over to me.
"Jack, you're with Lindsay and Caroline."
My heart skipped a beat. No way was I paired with these two beautiful women in my class. I nonchalantely nodded at the teacher and my group organized a work day at Lindsays house the next day.
I couldn't wait. I got to Lindsays house on Saturday and there was a note on the door that said "Just come inside." So I opened the door and walked right in.
It was dark, almost pitch black, I ran my hand alongside the wall looking for a light, when a bag was forced over my head and I was hit in the head with a blunt object. I blacked out.
When I woke up, I was hogtied, on a bed it seemed. I looked up and saw Lindsay and Caroline smiling at me.
"Aww, he's awake." Caroline said.
"Yes he is. Ready for today sweetie?" Lindsay said rubbing my stomach. It was then when I noticed that Lindsay and Caroline were only in their lingerie, black silk bras and panties. I started to get an erection and realized I was naked. I started to blush.
"Oh look! He's excited!" Lindsay said pointing at my erection.
"Why are you girls doing this?" I said.
"Oh, reasons. We see the way you look at us in class. I bet you've been dreaming about this for a long time." Caroline said. She lightly put her hand around Lindsays shoulder and pulled her closer, so that the two girls were on top of me, holding eachother. Caroline suddenly leant in and planted her lips on Lindsay. They kissed deeply for a few minutes, all the while I was getting extremely aroused. Lindsay finally broke off and giggled at me.
"That's right babe, we're mostly lesbians. But there's one thing we do enjoy. Gay men."
"What do you me-." As if on cue, Caroline shoved a rag in my face. It smelled very sweet, then I lost all consiousness.
When I woke up, I was completely re-done. I was laying on the floor, not tied up at least. In a blonde wig, perky cheerleader dress, a tight fitting bra with fake brests in them, a extremely tight purple thong that had a patch so that it concealed my bulge thoroughly. I was completed with a mini-skirt, high heels, leggings, and makeup. I looked in the mirror and was appaled. I was still slightly dazy but I turned around and saw Caroline and Lindsay standing there, completely naked.
"Hey baby, you ready?" Lindsay asked me.
"What did you do to me?!?" I shouted at them, trying to tear off the wig.
"Ah ah ah! None of that!" Caroline grabbed my arm and shoved a needle into my vein. Everything went hazy for a moment, and I slowly turned back to the mirror. Oh wow, my makeup was a little smeared, and I hadn't put on lipstick. What I mess I was! Wait, what?
I turned and saw Caroline and Lindsay. They looked less attractive, more natural, almost as if they were clothed anyways. I mumbled a few words in my deep voice, and then my voice pitch started to rapidly ascend to an extremely girly level, high above Caroline and Lindsays.
"O-M-G! I look awful!" I shouted. Jumping up and down. What was I doing? It was almost like I was outside my own body.
"Wow, it really did work." Caroline said. "Nice job."
Lindsay smiled. "Okay Jack, well, Julie. You're going to be the perky beautiful cheerleader that's about to go pick up a nice boy for us, okay?"
"Sounds great!" I said.
I walked outside and started to walk around in my high-heels it took some getting used to. I was strutting along when I saw a boy walking down the street. He looked my age, and I immediately thought, "Good practice." Whoa. Red flag. I stopped walking, and shook my head a few times, but things got a little hazy and I kept walking twards the boy. When I approached him I tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hi!" I said.
"Hey." He said back, smiling at me. I blushed a little bit.
"So, what's your name?" I said, corressing his arm.
"Josh. Yours?" He asked me.
"Julie." I said. "How are you doing today, Josh?" I got a little closer.
"Great now." He said smoothly. I got red and started to wrap my hand around his.
"Well, I know what will make it even better." My lips were really close to his now. They breifly touched, then I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close, feeling his erection on top of mine, except he couldn't see mine because of the panties.
We deeply kissed for a few seconds, I could feel his tounge sliding down my throat. It felt disgusting. I hated it, and yet, I felt like I HAD to do it. I slowly backed away until he broke away from me. I blushed and kissed him on the cheek.
"So Josh, would you like to come back to my house?" He immediately agreed and started walking with me, holding my hand. I felt like I was going to die holding his hand, it was terrible. But I couldn't stop myself.
We got inside and I immediately threw him down on my bed.
"I don't want to go slow." I said. I pulled off his pants, exposing his rockhard erection. He started to feel up my fake brests. Being a dude in reality made this slightly more exciting. Before he could take off my bra and expose my gender, I forcefully kissed him and held his hands down. We made out for a few minutes, and then he took over. He picked me up, and slammed me down on the bed, removing the back half of my miniskirt, as well as my panties, exposing my butt, but not my erection.
"You ready?" He said, but he didn't wait for a response. He pulled me in and shoved his cock deep into my ass. I screamed and moaned as he rode me down on the bed. My ass started to burn as he rode me, making me moan harder with pain. In the middle of this, I snapped back into focus. I was a dude, having sex with another dude, who didn't know I was a dude,
|Comments:||Abraham is not badass, and who is epic? grapes? someone please explain I am new here this is only my 2nd post|
|Comments:||Yes, Abraham Lincoln was one badass motherfucker.|
United States Declaration of Independence
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Thomas Jefferson, the principal author of the Declaration
The Assembly Room in Philadelphia's Independence Hall, where the Second Continental Congress adopted the Declaration of Independence
—John Adams, May 15, 1776 
"Declaration House", the boarding house at Market and S. 7th Street where Jefferson wrote the Declaration
Jefferson drafted the Declaration on this portable lap desk of his own design.
English political philosopher John Locke (1632–1704)
The signed copy of the Declaration. Now badly faded, because of poor preserving practices in the 19th century, is on display at the National Archives in Washington, D.C.
On July 4, 1776, Continental Congress President John Hancock's signature authenticated the United States Declaration of Independence.
Johannes Adam Simon Oertel's painting Pulling Down the Statue of King George III, N.Y.C., ca. 1859, depicts citizens destroying a statue of King George after the Declaration was read in New York City on July 9, 1776.
William Whipple, signer of the Declaration of Independence, freed his slave believing he could not fight for liberty and own a slave.
The Rotunda for the Charters of Freedom in the National Archives building
John Trumbull's famous painting is often identified as a depiction of the signing of the Declaration, but it actually shows the drafting committee presenting its work to the Congress. 
Congressman Abraham Lincoln Shepherd, 1845–1846
Abraham Lincoln, 1858 
Elizabeth Cady Stanton and her two sons. 1848.
Presentation of the Declaration depicted on a United States postal issue of 1869
This idealized depiction of (left to right) Franklin, Adams, and Jefferson working on the Declaration (Jean Leon Gerome Ferris, 1900) was widely reprinted. 
"Declaration of Independence" redirects here. For the type of document generally, see Declaration of independence. For the painting, see Trumbull's Declaration of Independence.
United States Declaration of Independence
1823 facsimile of the engrossed copy
Created June–July 1776
Ratified July 4, 1776
Location Engrossed copy: National Archives Rough draft: Library of Congress
Author(s) Thomas Jefferson et al. (Engrosser:Probably TimothyMatlack)
Signatories 56 delegates to the ContinentalCongress
Purpose To announce and explain separationfrom Great Britain 
The Declaration of Independence is a statement adopted by the Continental Congress on July 4, 1776, which announced that the thirteen American colonies, then at war with Great Britain, regarded themselves as independent states, and no longer a part of the British Empire. Instead they formed a union that would become a new nation—the United States of America. John Adams was a leader in pushing for independence, which was unanimously approved on July 2. A committee had already drafted the formal declaration, to be ready when Congress voted on independence.
Adams persuaded the committee to select Thomas Jefferson to compose the original draft of the document,  which congress would edit to produce the final version. The Declaration was ultimately a formal explanation of why Congress had voted on July 2 to declare independence from Great Britain, more than a year after the outbreak of the American Revolutionary War. The national birthday, the Independence Day is celebrated on July 4, although Adams wanted July 2.
After ratifying the text on July 4, Congress issued the Declaration of Independence in several forms. It was initially published as the printed Dunlap broadside that was widely distributed and read to the public. The source copy used for this printing has been lost, and may have been a copy in Thomas Jefferson's hand.  Jefferson's original draft, complete with changes made by John Adams and Benjamin Franklin, and Jefferson's notes of changes made by Congress, is preserved at the Library of Congress. The most famous version of the Declaration, a signed copy that is popularly regarded as the official document, is displayed at the National Archives in Washington, D.C. This engrossed copy was ordered by Congress on July 19, and signed primarily on August 2.  
The sources and interpretation of the Declaration have been the subject of much scholarly inquiry. The Declaration justified the independence of the United States by listing colonial grievances against King George III, and by asserting certain natural and legal rights, including a right of revolution. Having served its original purpose in announcing independence, references to the text of the Declaration were few for the next four score years. Abraham Lincoln made it the centerpiece of his rhetoric (as in the Gettysburg Address of 1863), and his policies. Since then, it has become a major statement on human rights, particularly its second sentence:
This has been called "one of the best-known sentences in the English language",  containing "the most potent and consequential words in American history".  The passage came to represent a moral standard to which the United States should strive. This view was notably promoted by Abraham Lincoln, who considered the Declaration to be the foundation of his political philosophy, and argued that the Declaration is a statement of principles through which the United States Constitution should be interpreted.  It provided inspiration to numerous national declarations of independence throughout the world.
By the time the Declaration of Independence was adopted in July 1776, the Thirteen Colonies and Great Britain had been at war for more than a year. Relations between the colonies and the mother country had been deteriorating since the end of the Seven Years' War in 1763. The war had plunged the British government deep into debt, and so Parliament enacted a series of measures to increase tax revenue from the colonies. Parliament believed that these acts, such as the Stamp Act of 1765 and the Townshend Acts of 1767, were a legitimate means of having the colonies pay their fair share of the costs to keep the colonies in the British Empire. 
Many colonists, however, had developed a different conception of the empire. Because the colonies were not directly represented in Parliament, colonists argued that Parliament had no right to levy taxes upon them. This tax dispute was part of a larger divergence between British and American interpretations of the British Constitution and the extent of Parliament's authority in the colonies.  The orthodox British view, dating from the Glorious Revolution of 1688, was that Parliament was the supreme authority throughout the empire, and so by definition anything Parliament did was constitutional.  In the colonies, however, the idea had developed that the British Constitution recognized certain fundamental rights that no government—not even Parliament—could violate.  After the Townshend Acts, some essayists even began to question whether Parliament had any legitimate jurisdiction in the colonies at all.  Anticipating the arrangement of the British Commonwealth,  by 1774 American writers such as Samuel Adams, James Wilson, and Thomas Jefferson were arguing that Parliament was the legislature of Great Britain only, and that the colonies, which had their own legislatures, were connected to the rest of the empire only through their allegiance to the Crown. 
The issue of Parliament's authority in the colonies became a crisis after Parliament passed the Coercive Acts in 1774 to punish the Province of Massachusetts for the Boston Tea Party of 1773. Many colonists saw the Coercive Acts as a violation of the British Constitution and thus a threat to the liberties of all of British America. In September 1774, the First Continental Congress convened in Philadelphia to coordinate a response. Congress organized a boycott of British goods and petitioned the king for repeal of the acts. These measures were unsuccessful because King George III and the ministry of Prime Minister Lord North were determined not to retreat on the question of parliamentary supremacy. As the king wrote to North in November 1774, "blows must decide whether they are to be subject to this country or independent". 
Even after fighting in the American Revolutionary War began at Lexington and Concord in April 1775, most colonists still hoped for reconciliation with Great Britain.  When the Second Continental Congress convened at the Pennsylvania State House in Philadelphia in May 1775, some delegates hoped for eventual independence, but no one yet advocated declaring it.  Although many colonists no longer believed that Parliament had any sovereignty over them, they still professed loyalty to King George, who they hoped would intercede on their behalf. They were to be disappointed: in late 1775, the king rejected Congress's second petition, issued a Proclamation of Rebellion, and announced before Parliament on October 26 that he was considering "friendly offers of foreign assistance" to suppress the rebellion.  A pro-American minority in Parliament warned that the government was driving the colonists toward independence. 
In January 1776, just as it became clear in the colonies that the king was not inclined to act as a conciliator, Thomas Paine's pamphlet Common Sense was published.  Paine, who had only recently arrived in the colonies from England, argued in favor of colonial independence, advocating republicanism as an alternative to monarchy and hereditary rule.  Common Sense introduced no new ideas,  and probably had little direct effect on Congress's thinking about independence; its importance was in stimulating public debate on a topic that few had previously dared to openly discuss.  Public support for separation from Great Britain steadily increased after the publication of Paine's enormously popular pamphlet. 
Although some colonists still held out hope for reconciliation, developments in early 1776 further strengthened public support for independence. In February 1776, colonists learned of Parliament's passage of the Prohibitory Act, which established a blockade of American ports and declared American ships to be enemy vessels. John Adams, a strong supporter of independence, believed that Parliament had effectively declared American independence before Congress had been able to. Adams labeled the Prohibitory Act the "Act of Independency", calling it "a compleat Dismemberment of the British Empire".  Support for declaring independence grew even more when it was confirmed that King George had hired German mercenaries to use against his American subjects. 
Despite this growing popular support for independence, Congress lacked the clear authority to declare it. Delegates had been elected to Congress by thirteen different governments—which included extralegal conventions, ad hoc committees, and elected assemblies—and were bound by the instructions given to them. Regardless of their personal opinions, delegates could not vote to declare independence unless their instructions permitted such an action. 
Several colonies, in fact, expressly prohibited their delegates from taking any steps towards separation from Great Britain, while other delegations had instructions that were ambiguous on the issue.  As public sentiment for separation from Great Britain grew, advocates of independence sought to have the Congressional instructions revised. For Congress to declare independence, a majority of delegations would need authorization to vote for independence, and at least one colonial government would need to specifically instruct (or grant permission for) its delegation to propose a declaration of independence in Congress. Between April and July 1776, a "complex political war"  was waged to bring this about. 
In the campaign to revise Congressional instructions, many Americans formally expressed their support for separation from Great Britain in what were effectively state and local declarations of independence. Historian Pauline Maier identified more than ninety such declarations that were issued throughout the Thirteen Colonies from April to July 1776.  These "declarations" took a variety of forms. Some were formal, written instructions for Congressional delegations, such as the Halifax Resolves of April 12, with which North Carolina became the first colony to explicitly authorize its delegates to vote for independence.  Others were legislative acts that officially ended British rule in individual colonies, such as on May 4, when the Rhode Island legislature became the first to declare its independence from Great Britain.  Many "declarations" were resolutions adopted at town or county meetings that offered support for independence. A few came in the form of jury instructions, such as the statement issued on April 23, 1776, by Chief Justice William Henry Drayton of South Carolina: "the law of the land authorizes me to declare...that George the Third, King of Great Britain...has no authority over us, and we owe no obedience to him."  Most of these declarations are now obscure, having been overshadowed by the declaration approved by Congress on July 4. 
Some colonies held back from endorsing independence. Resistance was centered in the middle colonies of New York, New Jersey, Maryland, Pennsylvania, and Delaware.  Advocates of independence saw Pennsylvania as the key: if that colony could be converted to the pro-independence cause, it was believed that the others would follow.  On May 1, however, opponents of independence retained control of the Pennsylvania Assembly in a special election that had focused on the question of independence.  In response, on May 10 Congress passed a resolution, which had been promoted by John Adams and Richard Henry Lee, calling on colonies without a "government sufficient to the exigencies of their affairs" to adopt new governments. 
The resolution passed unanimously, and was even supported by Pennsylvania's John Dickinson, the leader of the anti-independence faction in Congress, who believed that it did not apply to his colony. 
May 15 preamble
As was the custom, Congress appointed a committee to draft a preamble to explain the purpose of the resolution. John Adams wrote the preamble, which stated that because King George had rejected reconciliation and was hiring foreign mercenaries to use against the colonies, "it is necessary that the exercise of every kind of authority under the said crown should be totally suppressed".  Adams's preamble was meant to encourage the overthrow of the governments of Pennsylvania and Maryland, which were still under proprietary governance.  Congress passed the preamble on May 15 after several days of debate, but four of the middle colonies voted against it, and the Maryland delegation walked out in protest.  Adams regarded his May 15 preamble effectively as an American declaration of independence, although a formal declaration would still have to be made. 
Lee's resolution and the final push
On the same day that Congress passed Adams's radical preamble, the Virginia Convention set the stage for a formal Congressional declaration of independence. On May 15, the Convention instructed Virginia's congressional delegation "to propose to that respectable body to declare the United Colonies free and independent States, absolved from all allegiance to, or dependence upon, the Crown or Parliament of Great Britain".  In accordance with those instructions, Richard Henry Lee of Virginia presented a three-part resolution to Congress on June 7.  The motion, which was seconded by John Adams, called on Congress to declare independence, form foreign alliances, and prepare a plan of colonial confederation. The part of the resolution relating to declaring independence read:
Lee's resolution met with resistance in the ensuing debate. Opponents of the resolution, while conceding that reconciliation with Great Britain was unlikely, argued that declaring independence was premature, and that securing foreign aid should take priority.  Advocates of the resolution countered that foreign governments would not intervene in an internal British struggle, and so a formal declaration of independence was needed before foreign aid was possible. All Congress needed to do, they insisted, was to "declare a fact which already exists".  Delegates from Pennsylvania, Delaware, New Jersey, Maryland, and New York were still not yet authorized to vote for independence, however, and some of them threatened to leave Congress if the resolution were adopted. Congress therefore voted on June 10 to postpone further discussion of Lee's resolution for three weeks.  Until then, Congress decided that a committee should prepare a document announcing and explaining independence in the event that Lee's resolution was approved when it was brought up again in July.
Support for a Congressional declaration of independence was consolidated in the final weeks of June 1776. On June 14, the Connecticut Assembly instructed its delegates to propose independence, and the following day the legislatures of New Hampshire and Delaware authorized their delegates to declare independence.  In Pennsylvania, political struggles ended with the dissolution of the colonial assembly, and on June 18 a new Conference of Committees under Thomas McKean authorized Pennsylvania's delegates to declare independence.  On June 15, the Provincial Congress of New Jersey, which had been governing the province since January 1776, resolved that Royal Governor William Franklin was "an enemy to the liberties of this country" and had him arrested.  On June 21, they chose new delegates to Congress and empowered them to join in a declaration of independence. 
Only Maryland and New York had yet to authorize independence. When the Continental Congress had adopted Adams's radical May 15 preamble, Maryland's delegates walked out and sent to the Maryland Convention for instructions.  On May 20, the Maryland Convention rejected Adams's preamble, instructing its delegates to remain against independence, but Samuel Chase went to Maryland and, thanks to local resolutions in favor of independence, was able to get the Maryland Convention to change its mind on June 28.  Only the New York delegates were unable to get revised instructions. When Congress had been considering the resolution of independence on June 8, the New York Provincial Congress told the delegates to wait.  But on June 30, the Provincial Congress evacuated New York as British forces approached, and would not convene again until July 10. This meant that New York's delegates would not be authorized to declare independence until after Congress had made its decision. 
Draft and adoption
While political maneuvering was setting the stage for an official declaration of independence, a document explaining the decision was being written. On June 11, 1776, Congress appointed a "Committee of Five", consisting of John Adams of Massachusetts, Benjamin Franklin of Pennsylvania, Thomas Jefferson of Virginia, Robert R. Livingston of New York, and Roger Sherman of Connecticut, to draft a declaration. Because the committee left no minutes, there is some uncertainty about how the drafting process proceeded—accounts written many years later by Jefferson and Adams, although frequently cited, are contradictory and not entirely reliable.  What is certain is that the committee, after discussing the general outline that the document should follow, decided that Jefferson would write the first draft.  The committee in general, and Jefferson in particular, thought Adams should write the document, but Adams persuaded the committee to choose Jefferson and promised to consult with Jefferson personally.  Considering Congress's busy schedule, Jefferson probably had limited time for writing over the next seventeen days, and likely wrote the draft quickly.  He then consulted the others, made some changes, and then produced another copy incorporating these alterations. The committee presented this copy to the Congress on June 28, 1776. The title of the document was "A Declaration by the Representatives of the United States of America, in General Congress assembled." 
Congress ordered that the draft "lie on the table".  For two days Congress methodically edited Jefferson's primary document, shortening it by a fourth, removing unnecessary wording, and improving sentence structure.  Congress removed Jefferson's assertion that Britain had forced slavery on the colonies, in order to moderate the document and appease persons in Britain who supported the Revolution. Although Jefferson wrote that Congress had "mangled" his draft version, the Declaration that was finally produced, according to his biographer John Ferling, was "the majestic document that inspired both contemporaries and posterity." 
On Monday, July 1, having tabled the draft of the declaration, Congress resolved itself into a committee of the whole, with Benjamin Harrison of Virginia presiding, and resumed debate on Lee's resolution of independence.  John Dickinson made one last effort to delay the decision, arguing that Congress should not declare independence without first securing a foreign alliance and finalizing the Articles of Confederation.  John Adams gave a speech in reply to Dickinson, restating the case for an immediate declaration.
After a long day of speeches, a vote was taken. As always, each colony cast a single vote; the delegation for each colony—numbering two to seven members—voted amongst themselves to determine the colony's vote. Pennsylvania and South Carolina voted against declaring independence. The New York delegation, lacking permission to vote for independence, abstained. Delaware cast no vote because the delegation was split between Thomas McKean (who voted yes) and George Read (who voted no). The remaining nine delegations voted in favor of independence, which meant that the resolution had been approved by the committee of the whole. The next step was for the resolution to be voted upon by the Congress itself. Edward Rutledge of South Carolina, who was opposed to Lee's resolution but desirous of unanimity, moved that the vote be postponed until the following day. 
On July 2, South Carolina reversed its position and voted for independence. In the Pennsylvania delegation, Dickinson and Robert Morris abstained, allowing the delegation to vote three-to-two in favor of independence. The tie in the Delaware delegation was broken by the timely arrival of Caesar Rodney, who voted for independence. The New York delegation abstained once again, since they were still not authorized to vote for independence, although they would be allowed to do so by the New York Provincial Congress a week later.  The resolution of independence had been adopted with twelve affirmative votes and one abstention. With this, the colonies had officially severed political ties with Great Britain.  In a now-famous letter written to his wife on the following day, John Adams predicted that July 2 would become a great American holiday.  Adams thought that the vote for independence would be commemorated; he did not foresee that Americans—including himself—would instead celebrate Independence Day on the date that the announcement of that act was finalized. 
After voting in favor of the resolution of independence, Congress turned its attention to the committee's draft of the declaration. Over several days of debate, Congress made a few changes in wording and deleted nearly a fourth of the text, most notably a passage critical of the slave trade, changes that Jefferson resented.  On July 4, 1776, the wording of the Declaration of Independence was approved and sent to the printer for publication.
Annotated text of the Declaration
The declaration is not divided into formal sections; but it is often discussed as consisting of five parts: Introduction, the Preamble, the Indictment of George III, the Denunciation of the British people, and the Conclusion. 
Asserts as a matter of Natural Law the ability of a people to assume political independence; acknowledges that the grounds for such independence must be reasonable, and therefore explicable, and ought to be explained.
In CONGRESS, July 4, 1776.
The unanimous Declaration of the thirteen united States of America, When in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.
Outlines a general philosophy of government that justifies revolution when government harms natural rights. 
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.
That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn, that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security.
A bill of particulars documenting the king's "repeated injuries and usurpations" of the Americans' rights and liberties. 
Such has been the patient sufferance of these Colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former Systems of Government. The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world. He has refused his Assent to Laws, the most wholesome and necessary for the public good.
He has forbidden his Governors to pass Laws of immediate and pressing importance, unless suspended in their operation till his Assent should be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly neglected to attend to them.
He has refused to pass other Laws for the accommodation of large districts of people, unless those people would relinquish the right of Representation in the Legislature, a right inestimable to them and formidable to tyrants only.
He has called together legislative bodies at places unusual, uncomfortable, and distant from the depository of their Public Records, for the sole purpose of fatiguing them into compliance with his measures.
He has dissolved Representative Houses repeatedly, for opposing with manly firmness of his invasions on the rights of the people.
He has refused for a long time, after such dissolutions, to cause others to be elected, whereby the Legislative Powers, incapable of Annihilation, have returned to the People at large for their exercise; the State remaining in the mean time exposed to all the dangers of invasion from without, and convulsions within.
He has endeavoured to prevent the population of these States; for that purpose obstructing the Laws for Naturalization of Foreigners; refusing to pass others to encourage their migrations hither, and raising the conditions of new Appropriations of Lands.
He has obstructed the Administration of Justice by refusing his Assent to Laws for establishing Judiciary Powers.
He has made Judges dependent on his Will alone for the tenure of their offices, and the amount and payment of their salaries.
He has erected a multitude of New Offices, and sent hither swarms of Officers to harass our people and eat out their substance.
He has kept among us, in times of peace, Standing Armies without the Consent of our legislatures.
He has affected to render the Military independent of and superior to the Civil Power.
He has combined with others to subject us to a jurisdiction foreign to our constitution, and unacknowledged by our laws; giving his Assent to their Acts of pretended Legislation:
For quartering large bodies of armed troops among us:
For protecting them, by a mock Trial from punishment for any Murders which they should commit on the Inhabitants of these States:
For cutting off our Trade with all parts of the world:
For imposing Taxes on us without our Consent:
For depriving us in many cases, of the benefit of Trial by Jury:
For transporting us beyond Seas to be tried for pretended offences:
For abolishing the free System of English Laws in a neighbouring Province, establishing therein an Arbitrary government, and enlarging its Boundaries so as to render it at once an example and fit instrument for introducing the same absolute rule into these Colonies
For taking away our Charters, abolishing our most valuable Laws and altering fundamentally the Forms of our Governments:
For suspending our own Legislatures, and declaring themselves invested with power to legislate for us in all cases whatsoever.
He has abdicated Government here, by declaring us out of his Protection and waging War against us.
He has plundered our seas, ravaged our coasts, burnt our towns, and destroyed the lives of our people.
He is at this time transporting large Armies of foreign Mercenaries to compleat the works of death, desolation, and tyranny, already begun with circumstances of Cruelty & Perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized nation.
He has constrained our fellow Citizens taken Captive on the high Seas to bear Arms against their Country, to become the executioners of their friends and Brethren, or to fall themselves by their Hands.
He has excited domestic insurrections amongst us, and has endeavoured to bring on the inhabitants of our frontiers, the merciless Indian Savages whose known rule of warfare, is an undistinguished destruction of all ages, sexes and conditions.
In every stage of these Oppressions We have Petitioned for Redress in the most humble terms: Our repeated Petitions have been answered only by repeated injury. A Prince, whose character is thus marked by every act which may define a Tyrant, is unfit to be the ruler of a free people.
This section essentially finished the case for independence. The conditions that justified revolution have been shown. 
Nor have We been wanting in attentions to our British brethren. We have warned them from time to time of attempts by their legislature to extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of the circumstances of our emigration and settlement here. We have appealed to their native justice and magnanimity, and we have conjured them by the ties of our common kindred to disavow these usurpations, which, would inevitably interrupt our connections and correspondence. They too have been deaf to the voice of justice and of consanguinity. We must, therefore, acquiesce in the necessity, which denounces our Separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of mankind, Enemies in War, in Peace Friends. Conclusion
The signers assert that there exist conditions under which people must change their government, that the British have produced such conditions, and by necessity the colonies must throw off political ties with the British Crown and become independent states. The conclusion contains, at its core, the Lee Resolution that had been passed on July 2.
We, therefore, the Representatives of the united States of America, in General Congress, Assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the Name, and by Authority of the good People of these Colonies, solemnly publish and declare, That these united Colonies are, and of Right ought to be Free and Independent States; that they are Absolved from all Allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and the State of Great Britain, is and ought to be totally dissolved; and that as Free and Independent States, they have full Power to levy War, conclude Peace, contract Alliances, establish Commerce, and to do all other Acts and Things which Independent States may of right do. And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes and our sacred Honor.
The first and most famous signature on the engrossed copy was that of John Hancock, President of the Continental Congress. Two future presidents, Thomas Jefferson and John Adams, were among the signatories. Edward Rutledge (age 26), was the youngest signer, and Benjamin Franklin (age 70) was the oldest signer. The fifty-six signers of the Declaration represented the new states as follows (from north to south): 
New Hampshire: Josiah Bartlett, William Whipple, Matthew Thornton Massachusetts: Samuel Adams, John Adams, John Hancock, Robert Treat Paine, Elbridge Gerry Rhode Island: Stephen Hopkins, William Ellery Connecticut: Roger Sherman, Samuel Huntington, William Williams, Oliver Wolcott New York: William Floyd, Philip Livingston, Francis Lewis, Lewis Morris New Jersey: Richard Stockton, John Witherspoon, Francis Hopkinson, John Hart, Abraham Clark Pennsylvania: Robert Morris, Benjamin Rush, Benjamin Franklin, John Morton, George Clymer, James Smith, George Taylor, James Wilson, George Ross Delaware: George Read, Caesar Rodney, Thomas McKean Maryland: Samuel Chase, William Paca, Thomas Stone, Charles Carroll of Carrollton Virginia: George Wythe, Richard Henry Lee, Thomas Jefferson, Benjamin Harrison, Thomas Nelson, Jr., Francis Lightfoot Lee, Carter Braxton North Carolina: William Hooper, Joseph Hewes, John Penn South Carolina: Edward Rutledge, Thomas Heyward, Jr., Thomas Lynch, Jr., Arthur Middleton Georgia: Button Gwinnett, Lyman Hall, George Walton Influences
Historians have often sought to identify the sources that most influenced the words and political philosophy of the Declaration of Independence. By Jefferson's own admission, the Declaration contained no original ideas, but was instead a statement of sentiments widely shared by supporters of the American Revolution. As he explained in 1825:
Jefferson's most immediate sources were two documents written in June 1776: his own draft of the preamble of the Constitution of Virginia, and George Mason's draft of the Virginia Declaration of Rights. Ideas and phrases from both of these documents appear in the Declaration of Independence.  They were, in turn, directly influenced by the 1689 English Declaration of Rights, which formally ended the reign of King James II.  During the American Revolution, Jefferson and other Americans looked to the English Declaration of Rights as a model of how to end the reign of an unjust king.  The Scottish Declaration of Arbroath (1320) and the Dutch Act of Abjuration (1581) have also been offered as models for Jefferson's Declaration, but these models are now accepted by few scholars. 
Jefferson wrote that a number of authors exerted a general influence on the words of the Declaration.  The English political theorist John Locke, whom Jefferson called one of "the three greatest men that have ever lived",  is usually cited as one of the primary influences. In 1922, historian Carl L. Becker wrote that "Most Americans had absorbed Locke's works as a kind of political gospel; and the Declaration, in its form, in its phraseology, follows closely certain sentences in Locke's second treatise on government."  The extent of Locke's influence on the American Revolution has been questioned by some subsequent scholars, however. Historian Ray Forrest Harvey declared in 1937, as he argued for the dominant influence of the Swiss jurist Jean Jacques Burlamaqui, that Jefferson and Locke were at "two opposite poles" in their political philosophy, as evidenced by Jefferson's use in the Declaration of Independence of the phrase "pursuit of happiness" instead of "property".  Other scholars emphasized the influence of republicanism rather than Locke's classical liberalism.  Historian Garry Wills argued that Jefferson was influenced by the Scottish Enlightenment, particularly Francis Hutcheson, rather than Locke,  an interpretation that has been strongly criticized. 
Legal historian John Phillip Reid has written that the emphasis on the political philosophy of the Declaration has been misplaced. The Declaration is not a philosophical tract about natural rights, argues Reid, but is instead a legal document—an indictment against King George for violating the constitutional rights of the colonists.  In contrast, historian Dennis J. Mahoney argues that the Declaration is not a legal document at all, but a philosophical document influenced by Emerich de Vattel, Jean-Jacques Burlamaqui, and Samuel Pufendorf.  Historian David Armitage has argued that the Declaration is a document of international law. According to Armitage, the Declaration was strongly influenced by de Vattel's The Law of Nations, a book that Benjamin Franklin said was "continually in the hands of the members of our Congress".  Armitage writes that because "Vattel made independence fundamental to his definition of statehood", the primary purpose of the Declaration was "to express the international legal sovereignty of the United States". If the United States were to have any hope of being recognized by the European powers, the American revolutionaries had first to make it clear that they were no longer dependent on Great Britain. 
Main article: Signing of the United States Declaration of Independence
The handwritten copy of the Declaration of Independence that was signed by Congress is dated July 4, 1776. The signatures of fifty-six delegates are affixed; however, whether or not Congress actually signed the document on this date has long been the subject of debate. Thomas Jefferson, Benjamin Franklin, and John Adams all wrote that the Declaration had been signed by Congress on July 4.  But in 1796, signer Thomas McKean disputed that the Declaration had been signed on July 4, pointing out that some signers were not then present, including several who were not even elected to Congress until after that date. 
According to the 1911 record of events by the U.S. State Department, under Sec. Philander C. Knox, the Declaration was transposed on paper, adopted by the Continental Congress, and signed by John Hancock, President of the Congress, on July 4, 1776.  On August 2, 1776, a parchment paper copy of the Declaration was signed by 56 persons.  Many of these signers were not present when the original Declaration was adopted on July 4.  One signer, Matthew Thornton, from New Hampshire, who agreed to the Declaration and having joined the Continental Congress, signed on November 4, 1776. 
Historians have generally accepted McKean's version of events, arguing that the famous signed version of the Declaration was created after July 19 and was not signed by Congress until August 2.  In 1986, legal historian Wilfred Ritz argued that historians had misunderstood the primary documents and given too much credence to McKean, who had not been present in Congress on July 4.  According to Ritz, about thirty-four delegates signed the Declaration on July 4, and the others signed on or after August 2.  Historians who reject a July 4 signing maintain that most delegates signed on August 2, and that those eventual signers who were not present added their names later.  Two future U.S. presidents, Thomas Jefferson and John Adams, were among the signatories.
The most famous signature on the engrossed copy is that of John Hancock, who, as President of Congress, presumably signed first.  Hancock's large, flamboyant signature became iconic, and John Hancock emerged in the United States as an informal synonym for "signature".  A commonly circulated but apocryphal account claims that after Hancock signed, the delegate from Massachusetts commented, "The British ministry can read that name without spectacles." Another apocryphal report indicates that Hancock proudly declared, "There! I guess King George will be able to read that!" 
Various legends about the signing of the Declaration emerged years later, when the document had become an important national symbol. In one famous story, John Hancock supposedly said that Congress, having signed the Declaration, must now "all hang together", and Benjamin Franklin replied: "Yes, we must indeed all hang together, or most assuredly we shall all hang separately." The quote did not appear in print until more than fifty years after Franklin's death. 
Publication and reaction
After Congress approved the final wording of the Declaration on July 4, a handwritten copy was sent a few blocks away to the printing shop of John Dunlap. Through the night Dunlap printed about 200 broadsides for distribution. Before long, the Declaration was read to audiences and reprinted in newspapers across the thirteen states. The first official public reading of the document was by John Nixon in the yard of Independence Hall on July 8; public readings also took place on that day in Trenton, New Jersey, and Easton, Pennsylvania.  A German translation of the Declaration was published in Philadelphia by July 9. 
President of Congress John Hancock sent a broadside to General George Washington, instructing him to have it proclaimed "at the Head of the Army in the way you shall think it most proper".  Washington had the Declaration read to his troops in New York City on July 9, with thousands of British troops on ships in the harbor. Washington and Congress hoped the Declaration would inspire the soldiers, and encourage others to join the army.  After hearing the Declaration, crowds in many cities tore down and destroyed signs or statues representing royal authority. An equestrian statue of King George in New York City was pulled down and the lead used to make musket balls. 
British officials in North America sent copies of the Declaration to Great Britain.  It was published in British newspapers beginning in mid-August, it had reached Florence and Warsaw by mid-September, and a German translation appeared in Switzerland by October. The first copy of the Declaration sent to France got lost, and the second copy arrived only in November 1776.  It reached Portuguese America by Brazilian medical student ‘Vendek’ José Joaquim Maia e Barbalho, who had met with Thomas Jefferson in Nîmes in 1786. [contradiction] Though the Spanish-American authorities banned the circulation of the Declaration, it was widely transmitted and translated, by the Venezuelan Manuel García de Sena, by the Colombian Miguel de Pombo, by the Ecuadorian Vicente Rocafuerte and by the New Englanders Richard Cleveland and William Shaler, who distributed the Declaration and the United States Constitution among creoles in Chile and Indians in Mexico in 1821.  The North Ministry did not give an official answer to the Declaration, but instead secretly commissioned pamphleteer John Lind to publish a response, which was entitled Answer to the Declaration of the American Congress.  British Tories denounced the signers of the Declaration for not applying the same principles of "life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness" to African Americans. 
Thomas Hutchinson, the former royal governor of Massachusetts, also published a rebuttal. 
These pamphlets challenged various aspects of the Declaration. Hutchinson argued that the American Revolution was the work of a few conspirators who wanted independence from the outset, and who had finally achieved it by inducing otherwise loyal colonists to rebel.  Lind's pamphlet had an anonymous attack on the concept of natural rights, written by Jeremy Bentham, an argument which he would repeat during the French Revolution.  Both pamphlets asked how the American slaveholders in Congress could proclaim that "all men are created equal" without freeing their own slaves. 
Enslaved African Americans also heard the call to liberty and freedom. Tens of thousands of slaves left plantations in the South and farms in the North to join the British lines, or to escape during the disruption of war. The British kept their promise and evacuated thousands of Black Loyalists with their troops in the closing days of the war, for resettlement as freedmen in Nova Scotia, Jamaica or England. Four to five thousand African Americans served in the Continental Army fighting for American Independence. The revolutionary government freed slaves who enlisted with the Continentals; 5% of George Washington's forces consisted of African-American troops.
William Whipple, a signer of the Declaration of Independence who had fought in the war, freed his slave, Prince Whipple, because of revolutionary ideals. In the postwar decades, so many other slaveholders also freed their slaves that from 1790 to 1810, the percentage of free blacks in the Upper South increased to 8.3 percent from less than one percent of the black population.  Most Northern states abolished slavery; although with gradual emancipation, slaves were still listed in some mid-Atlantic state censuses in 1840.
Having fought for independence, after the war freedmen faced housing and job discrimination, were denied voting rights in several states, and needed passes to travel between the states. 
History of the documents
Main article: Physical history of the United States Declaration of Independence
The copy of the Declaration that was signed by Congress is known as the engrossed or parchment copy. It was probably engrossed (that is, carefully handwritten) by clerk Timothy Matlack.  Because of poor conserva
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Part 2 - The Torture
So just to recap, Tom and I were planning to tie up her sister, but the plan backfired and now we are seperated and tied up. Tom's sister brought her friend and both girls overpowered us.
I'm lying on the floor, my face feeling hot as the taste of sweat is filling my mouth. Charlotte kept plugging my nose, and just as i am about to faint, she lets me breathe. This may be just shear coincidence, or perhaps planned, but I have had a huge crush on Charlotte for years. Even though this wasn't my ideal 'date', I was secretly enjoying it.
Toms sister came back into the room after checking that her brother was secured. Charlotte got up and whispered something to Lizzie, and they both giggled and nodded. Lizzie began to grab me by the feet and Charlotte grabbed me by the arms, and together, they heaved me up and tossed me on the bed.
Charlotte sat on my chest and charlotte began to tie my arms and legs to the bed. I was mesmerised by her eyes, and for a moment, I could have sworn we were about to kiss. But then, the real torture began. Charlotte put her arms under my shirt and started tickling my sides, and Lizzy began tickling my feet. I was gagged, so i began to shake, but to no prevail.
I was hysterically wiggling my body, but that made her bounce on my lap, and that got me really excited. It felt really good, so i kept wiggling, thinking i might actually enjoy this. About 3 minutes of this torture went by, and i kept getting harder and harder. Charlotte felt the bulge in my pants, and asked what it was. Not being able to reply, i just stared at her, very nervous as to what might happen.
Lizzy wasn't sure what it was either, and despite me hmmping them not to, they unzipped my jeans and slowly dragged them off me. My boner was poking far into my briefs, but was released as they pulled it down. They both giggled, as this year they were doing sexual education in school, and just found out about sex and masturbation.
Charlotte wasnt sure what to do, but Lizzy seemed suprisingly initiative, and immediately grabbed hold of my dick. It felt really good as she was slowly moving her hand up and down on my dick with one hand and stroking my inner thigh with the other. Even though they are 2 years younger then me, i couldn't help but feel horny.
Lizzy then began to do something i never thought she would do. She put her lips down to the head of my dick and put the whole thing right in her mouth. It felt so good, as she used her tounge to pleasure me. I thought it was gonna be all fine, but little did i know what was going to happen.
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|Comments:||Hi! I've been reading posts on this website for a while now so I've decided to write about an experience I had when I was younger!...
I was 12 years old and getting ready to go for a sleepover at my friend, Tom's house. I had never really had any opportunities to get tied up but was always curious about the concept.
Tom has a sister named Lizzie who's only slightly younger than us, at the time I believe she was 10.
Anyway, I went round to Tom's house on the day of the sleepover and we were intending to go out to play football, but just after his mum left the house, it had started to rain. We were both bored and decided to go mess with Lizzie. We started doing things like teasing her and scaring her by creeping into her bedroom and making loud noises behind her, but then she started taking the mic out of us by interrupting our conversations and teasing us about girls she somehow knew we fancied. It got to the point that Tom said 'we really need to get her to shut up' so I mentioned the possibility of tying her up for fun. Tom seemed pretty interested in this and agreed. We went downstairs and acquired some skipping rope and duct tape to do the business and quietly creeped upstairs.
I stood in front of Lizzie's bedroom door, ready to breach through and surprise her before we proceeded to tie her up. However, as I looked behind me I noticed Tom wasn't there. I moved towards the landing and quietly called his name.
Suddenly, I felt a hand clamp over my mouth and my hands being twisted behind my back! Before I could react, my vision went blind as a plastic bag was forced over my head and I was marched away by whoever had captured me.
I was set down on what felt like a bed and the bag was removed from my head while someone kept hold of my arms behind my back. I saw that I was in Lizzie's room and there was a girl in front of me who I slightly recognised: it was Lizzie's friend, Charlotte.
'What are you do-mmph!' I tried to say before Charlotte quickly covered my mouth with her hand. I twisted my head to see Lizzie, who was the one grabbing my arms behind my back.
'I decided to bring Charlotte round while you and Tom are having a sleepover, just so you can't overpower me' Lizzie said. She must have known mine and Tom's plans.
'Llmmmph mphhhh gffpphhh!' I mmphed into charlottes hand.
Charlotte picked up the rope and tape Tom and I had intended to use to tie up Lizzie 'see you planned to put little Liz here in a bit of bondage, huh?' Charlotte mocked.
'MMPH!' I mumbled.
'We'll see about that!'
With that Charlotte passed Lizzie the skipping rope and Lizzie began to tie my hands and arms behind my back very tightly. I struggled as hard as I could but Lizzie's binds were too tight and she was too strong to let me move. While this was happening, Charlotte began to duct tape my feet snd legs together allowing me to shout for help.
'Oh stop shouting, no one will help you. We already got Tom bound and gagged in the next room,' said Charlotte and my heart suddenly sank.
'Speaking of which,' Lizzie began 'his yelling is getting pretty annoying, lets gag him!'
'No, please! I'm sorry!' I pleaded.
'Yeah, sure!' replied Charlotte as she finished off my legs.
Charlotte picked up two socks that were on the floor and I immediately shut my mouth.
Lizzie sighed and pinched my nose saying 'at some point you've gotta give in.'
I eventually ran out of breath and opened my mouth to breath, allowing Charlotte to shove the sweaty socks into my mouth. They tasted salty and disgusting, I think they were Lizzie's.
Reacting to the taste I struggled and mmphed as loud as I could but Charlotte soon began to wrap layers of duct tape around my face, trapping the dirty socks in.
'MMMPH!!!' I screamed into my gag panicking at my current situation. The girls started teasing me and calling me a baby. Charlotte wrapped more duct tape around my body whilst Lizzie sat behind me pinching my nose while I was gagged, making me struggle more which came to her entertainment. I realised that I was completely trapped and at the mercy of these girls for the rest of the weekend and dreaded what was to come.
Thanks for reading the first part of my first story! I'll do a part 2 ASAP!
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|Comments:||Here's part 3 of the story.
I'm sorry I couldn't keep my promise of posting it in three days. I had some troubles with my pc, but I have now plenty of ideas for the next weekends. Excuse me for the poor quality of the story, but I really didn't have time to think about it.
Thanks for waiting and enjoy
I woke up slowly, raising my eyelids. The room was full of light, and I felt very rested. Julie was gone.
I tried to get up, but noticed I was still cuffed to the bed. The house was so quiet I could hear some of their conversation. They probably were in the living room. “I know......didn't.........he couldn't.....”. I rang the bell and waited for the girls to come in. They were dressed like the day before, in jeans and t-shirts.
“Hi Jake”- “'Morning” I said. My voice was a bit lower, and was less girlie than the day before. Danielle spoke first “How are you feeling? I mean....” I interrupted her “I'm okay, you don't need do excuse yourself. It can happen to do something wrong sometimes”.
They smiled. “So you've already forgiven us?”- “No, I'm still a bit offended for what you did, but... well yes, I forgive you”.
“So, do you want to continue?” Julie asked, sitting on the bed. I didn't expect such a direct question.
I looked down “W-Well...”.
“Julie, could you come here for a moment?”- “Okay”. They disappeared behind the door, and they were talking in such a low tone of voice I couldn't understand them.
“I think he likes it deep down, but he doesn't want us to know it, it would be better for him to pretend to be a little evil on him and force him to stay here”- “So, we'll pretend to blackmail him?”-
“Exactly. I noticed that he's different when he's fully dressed as a girl, now he's more on the manly side, but when he becomes a girl he is more submissive and talks less, and I think he loves every moment of it, but doesn't want to admit it. The faster we turn him into a girl the better we can let him feel at ease. So, just pretend you wanted him as a girl today too, and that now that he's forgiven us you feel more dominant.”- “Ok, Danielle, let's try. By the way, I got some toys left at my house. I planned to use them the next weekend, but I'd like to use them now. Plus I have to get some new memory cards. You think that you can dress him up and keep him busy and girlie for three hours without me?”- “Sure”.
They came back in the room. Julie spoke: “Kathleen, I thought about it again and I don't think you have a choice. You know that I've still got the photos, right? So today you'll be a good girl, obey us, and behave exactly like yesterday.”. She unlocked my cuffs “From now on you have to follow the maid rules from yesterday. Now get up and go get dressed with Danielle, while I go for a little trip at home, to pick up some new toys. You behave and obey to her, ok?”- “Yes Miss Julie”. “Good girl.” She kissed me and then left the room.
I stayed still for a bit, hearing the car engine starting and slowly fading away.
“Whatcha doing there Kathleen? Get up, we have to get you dressed!”- “Yes Miss Danielle”.
I got up and followed her to the bathroom. She handed me some towels and two lotions. “What are these for, Miss Danielle? I am already shaved”- “Yes honey, but I think you'd like to have a softer skin. Trust me, they won't do anything strange to you”. She left the room and closed the door. I looked at the mirror. I still was a beautiful girl, with a body to die for and a thin waist. My face without the makeup looked a bit strange, but more than passable, even beautiful with the wig. When I realized that I couldn't untie the laces from the back of my corset, I went out and searched for Danielle. “There you go Kathleen”. When the corset came off, I felt like a two thousand pound rock sitting on me was lifted. I took a deep breath, almost savouring the air that came in my lungs. “You better not get used to that. Today we'll shrink your waist again with a tighter corset. Now hurry, we're some minutes late”
She gave a friendly slap on my ass while I turned and walked again in the bathroom.
After the bath she made me put on new panties, if possible even frillier and girlier than the first ones, and ordered me to lie on the bed, face down.
She got on the bed too and put another victorian corset around my waist. It was white, and had breast forms attached too.
“So, here's what we're going to do. I'll tighten the corset until you say the word “stop”, then I'll let you rest for two minutes, and I'll do it again. This has to be done until your waist can be surrounded completely with this lace”- she put it in front of my eyes “It's the measure for a dress we want you to wear. If you feel pain, I'm talking about real pain, in your organs, not discomfort, then say it immediately. Okay?”- “Yes Miss Danielle”- “Then let's start. By the way, you can call me just Danielle, or just say yes if you want, I don't need to hear “Miss Danielle” in every answer you give.”
We repeated the process for three times, then she was satisfied. “It's even a bit too tight”. I was really on the edge of fainting, and the slightest of the movements made my head spin.
When I got used to it, helped by Danielle, I got down the bed.
“Sit here, dear”- she made me sit on the same chair where Julie made me sit the day before, at the vanity- “You know , I wanted to ask you something, but I'm not sure that you'll answer. What do you think would be best to trick my boyfriend William in a dress?”- “I-I just don't know” she was speaking to me as one of her girlfriends. “Well, do you promise that you won't tell him what I plan to do?”- “Yes”.
I was less embarassed than yesterday, and soon we started chatting about various things. She forced me to participate in a conversation about which was the best eyeliner and girlie things. I think she was doing that to try to feminise me more quickly, but I didn't like to be put in embarassment.
At the end I tried to participate actively there, just because I thought I'd better get used to that, knowing that now, with those photos, they could keep me as a girl every weekend they wanted.
She then finished the makeover and told me to hold still. She styled my hairs again in a braid, and ended it with a pink lace bow. I looked in the mirror. The makeup was different, and it gave my face a sweeter appeareance.She put again pink polish on my fake fingernails and on my toenails, then helped me up.
While I was waiting for the polish to dry, she made me drink another dose of the green drink, which made my voice even girlier than before, and then she made me practice acting girlie, making gestures with my hands.
“Now let's get you dressed”. She took out a maid outfit. It was different from the one that I wore the day before. It had a larger petticoat, a slightly longer skirt and it was more frilly and tight. It was a functional maid outfit, with a real apron that Danielle tied to my waist, working it in a big bow. The choker, the headpiece and the feather duster came next. She handed me some stockings, but they where different from the day before, they had little bows at the end and had strange laces with clips. She clipped them to my corset, which I noticed had some little circles made for that. She made me put on the same heels as the day before, and told me to walk with the same posture.
I looked in the mirror. I was for sure more beautiful than the day before, and looked sweeter.
“Now Kathleen, you go make some breakfast, and after that serve it in the living room. I'll be waiting there for you”.
I did as told and we chatted for a bit, laughing, while eating and watching TV. “Miss Danielle, can I ask you something?”- “Sure”- “I just wanted to.... could you promise not to do what you did yesterday without asking me? That would make me feel much more relaxed”- “I promise. I can't guarantee for Julie, but I think she'll agree too.”- “Thanks Miss Danielle”. After breakfast she said: “I suppose you don't have lots of things to do, so just clear the table, do the dishes, and then we can have a little photoshoot out there in the garden”. I remained silent, but something obviously leaked. “What's it Kathleen? You don't want to go out in the garden?”- “I'd prefer not to be seen, madam”- “But nobody could recognize you. Plus, around this house there's not much people, from what I got coming here.”- “Yes, but still it would be embarassing, even for a girl, to be fo....”- “Okay, then we can do it in the corridor.”.
I cleared the table, did the dishes, and followed Danielle in the corridor. She got a tripod out of one of the bags, and I noticed a very serious cam on it.
She filmed me while catwalking, curtsying, pouting, stretching my skirt down with embarassment, bending over exposing my panties and presenting myself in a high feminine voice. She then took some photos of me while dusting the living room and smiling.
After that she got bored and she said: “We don't have many photos to take now, so what about we play Monopoly for a bit?”.
We played and chatted for an hour straight, and ate some biscuits too. I was really enjoying it.
At some point Danielle's phone started ringing, she dropped the biscuit she was eating and answered.
“Yes? Oh, Julie. Yes, she's here. Yes” she removed the phone from her ear, and whispered: “Be back in a sec, you wait here”. She approached it again to her ear: “Yes, I'm going.” and she left the room.
I just sat there, in the cold room, the stockings caressing my legs, just waiting, my eyes fixed on the window. It was a sunny day, just with some white clouds in the sky. I thought that maybe from that day I would've been spending lots of days as a girl. Or maybe not. Maybe they would get bored at some point. My thoughts were interrupted from Danielle's footsteps “Hey Kathleen, you still there?”- “Yes madam”. “Good. Julie is going to be here soon, she asked me to change you in a particular outfit, but you may not like.... some parts of it.”. I was a bit anxious, but I didn't panic, and let her drag me by the hand to the bedroom again.
She helped me undress until I was just in a corset and panties
“Now, I will show you the first part of your outfit that you probably won't love”. She took out some frilly pink panties, that looked similar to the ones that I was wearing. At first I didn't understand what was wrong, but then, watching closely, I noticed that on the back the panties had a hole shaped like a heart. “What's that f...”. I looked at her, a bit nervous. “So it's going to happen again?”- “Yes Kathleen” she hugged me. “Are you scared? Because if you really don't want to it, maybe I can convince her”- “No, I'm just a bit nervous about it, that's all. I'll do it”- “Great”.
She slid my frilly panties down, then took the other panties and slid them up my legs. She made me turn and adjusted them. She then took a dress out of a bag “There you go”. It was very little and it was covered completely with long white fur, which made it seem like an animal dress, maybe for a cat or a bunny. She helped me put it on, then zipped it up.
I turned around and looked in the mirror. The zip was completely hidden by the fur.
Then she helped me put on some white stockings, and attached them to the corset.
She slid up my arms a pair of white gloves, long enough to cover my arms up to my elbow, that were covered, from the wrists to the elbow, with the same long fur from the dress.
The knee-high boots were covered with white fur from the ankles to the knee. They were light-blue in the lower part and had 4 inch heels. I stepped back and watched myself in the mirror. “A very sexy kitty” I thought.
“Are we done yet?”- “Of course not. Now it's time for the parts you may not like”.
She handed me a pair of extremely realistic cat white ears on a headband. “Here, hold me this” she came back with a tube of glue in her gloved hand. “Now hold still, because I'm not so good in this type of things.
She put a drop of glue on the two sides of my head, then slowly put the headband exactly on the drops, so that it held still on my head like my hairs.
“Now try to shake 'em off, and see if they are well fixed”.
I shaked my head a bit, but they would not go away.
Now I really looked like a sexy kitty. I tried to pose with my right hand on my waist and my left faking a scratch.
“Seems you're enjoying it. Wait till you see the rest. Now lie on the bed and put your hands toghether in front of you. I did as she told me. She came on the bed, and I could hear something, a chain maybe, rattling in her hands.
“Hold still, honey”. She climbed up on me, and closed my hands in handcuffs.
“Pretty normal stuff” I thought. Then I felt her slowly raising my head from back, pulling my forehead with her hand. Then, with the other hand, she placed something cold under my neck “You won't like this Kathleen, but please behave and don't try to do strange things”.
The thing under my neck circled all of my front throat, it was obviously metallic, and I kept on wondering what it was. Then, with a click, another metallic object came on the back on my neck, pressing against it. It was a collar! I noticed that every time I moved, something rattled back. “What's that thing rattling behind me Miss Danielle?” I said, a bit scared- “Nothing Kathleen dear, it's just your leash” she took it and put it before my eyes. It was a chain, with a leather circle at the end of it, to place hands.
“What is it for?”- “To carry you around, silly. If you be a naughty kitty and speak again I'll gag you”.
“Now, for the most unpleasant part” what could that be? I asked myself. “Sweetie, I'm not using lots of lubricant because it has to stay still” lubricant? What was she talking about?
I felt her fingers rub my anus with some liquid. I began to panick: was she going to do it again? I couldn't believe it. Not so suddenly. I didn't risk asking it, knowing well that I would've been gagged before getting an explanation.
While thinking, I felt the tip of an object begin to enter my anus. It was really big, and I was sure that I was going to be ass-fucked again, but, surprisingly, the dildo stopped. I felt something else on my thighs: like a scarf made of fur caressing them. Then I realized what it was: it was a butt plug! She put it inside me to fake a tail!
“There you go, now you are a full kitty” said Danielle, coming down the bed.
I lied there, considering the situation in which I was. I was a very sexy kitty girl, with a collar, animal ears, butt plug, and ready to be ass fucked. Two days ago, if someone told me, I'd have not believed them.
“What are you doing there? Get up Kathleen” Danielle took my leash and gave a tug. The feeling was a little painful, and the strenght, even if minimum, forced me to follow the collar.
She kept pulling on it. I slowly turned and got up. “Faster, kitty.”. I looked at her. She had a whip in her hand, and in the other she held my leash. I got down the bed. It took me some moments to take balance, and adapt to the sensation of the butt plug inserted deep in my anus. I moaned in pain when I took my first step. Danielle probably didn't hear me, and kept on yanking strongly. “Danielle, please...” At the third step I fell down, on my face, trying to repair myself with my hands. The butt plug made me almost scream for the pain. I was on the edge of tears. Danielle, who was pulling me, turned, let my leash fall, and knelt near me “Holy shit! Crap! I'm so sorry!” she helped me up. “Look, I'm so sorry, I was just too hard on you. Now follow me, if you be a good kitty I won't pull” I followed her moaning every step. “It takes some time to get used, doesn't it?” she turned and caressed my cheek with the right hand, still holding the whip. She led me, pulling softly, sometimes waiting for me, to the corridor, where she made me practice walking with a butt plug. It was like a dildo, both nice and painful. I took small steps, trying not to move my ass.
WHIP! “We told you to swing your hips.” After what seemed like an eternity, I managed to walk swinging my hips in a manner that didn't move the butt plug.
At that point, dressed like a sexy kitty, handcuffed and leashed I was feeling so effeminate I couldn't even describe it. (Since describing the outfit is really difficult, I thought I could post a link of a drawn version of it http://imgur.com/PhbjkIN)
She activated the camera on the tripod and made me pose in a lot of embarassing (and painful) poses, she filmed me while pulling me, and faking a scratch with my hands.
“Ok, sweetie, we're ready for the REAL training now.” She pulled me to the kitchen.
To my horror, I saw two tripods. On one there was a camera, while tied to the other one was a giant, almost 10 inches, black dildo. I definitely knew what I was going to do.
“Kathleen, get on your knees before that dildo” I did as told. She tied one end of the leash to a leg of the table, then went to the tripod with the camera, adjusted the visual, and pressed on the record button.
“Now I need you to follow some simple commands, like a good kitty girl. If you do something wrong, I'll just whip you. Now repeat after me: I am a naughty girl."
"I am a naughty girl," I grumbled. WHIP!
"Not like that! Say it sexy, like me. Say it like you mean it… because I know you do. I am a naughty girl."
"I am a naughty girl."
"I love being a naughty girl."- "I love being a naughty girl.". "I want to be a slut."- "I want to be a slut,". “I love to suck cocks”- “I love to suck cocks”.
She pressed another button. “Nice one, babe”
She went to take something in the bedroom. She came in with a tube of pink lipstick, and applied it exxageratedly to my lips. She went back to the camera, and pressed again the recording button.
“Now kiss that cock, but like a girls would” I closed my eyes and kissed it softly, now totally submissive. “Do that again” I did as ordered. “Good girl. Now give us a lick” I licked it from the tip to the bottom. “And now give it a bj”.
I began to circle it and suck it. For what seemed hours, I kept doing it, hoping that Danielle would stop me at some point. At the end she said: “Good kitty, now stop licking that cock. Give a smile for the camera and get here”.
She pulled on the leash, and I was forced to stand up. She got behind me and inserted the butt plug deeper, causing me more discomfort in walking, then walked me to the corridor “Julie is going to be here in minutes now, we'll just wait here. In the meanwhile, come here and bend over for the camera.” she made me model a last time for the cameras, and do embarassing poses. I was down, forced to smile while holding a large dildo near my mouth, when someone knocked on the door. “Come on, go and get it Kathleen” she pulled the leash. Danielle walked me to the door. “Open it”.
I did as she told me.
On the threshold, dressed with a pair of jeans, a white t-shirt and a leather jacket stood a man.
“Hi.” he said in a low, manly voice. I was so shocked I couldn't even think of saying a word, or walking in the house, closing the door, or any action. I just stood there for ten seconds.
Then Danielle broke into a laughter “Come one Julie, you're killing him!” the man laughed too and they hugged me. “J-Julie?” I said, hesitating. “I told you that you'd get gagged if you didn't remain silent!”- “No, Danielle, it's fine for this time” the man said.
“I'm not Julie anymore, my name is John, and if you call me otherwise, you'll get a proper spanking”. John was quite tall, and I was pretty sure that in those boots there were hidden some heels. He had his hair styled in a tail and his face showed a slight trace of foundation. He had no trace of breast at all under his shirt, and I could see the line of his abs and pectorals.
“Now Danielle, my dear, would you give me the pleasure of taking this sissy here?” I blushed “Sure John” she handed him the leash.
“Be careful with her. She's still not expert in walking with a butt plug, so she may fall. She's completely submissive right now, so don't fear asking her whatever you want. Kathleen, be a good girl and behave with John here”.
“Come on, Kathleen, follow me” said John pulling me violently.
He rapidly led me in the bedroom, lifted me by the waist and threw me on the bed.
At that point I felt incredibly sumbissive and effeminate, not thinking about anything but obeying that man.
He kissed me passionately, putting his tongue in my throat, then stopped and ordered me “Get on your knees and hands”. He knelt up, then took down his jeans and slid down his boxers, revealing a large, incredibly realistic cock. There was no trace of it being attached to a belt or something. At that point I started doubting that he was Julie, but it didn't matter. He pulled my collar, approaching my head to his cock “Now suck it” then he held my head there with his hands.
I started working it soflty. It was hard, but a bit soft and it seemed almost real.
As I began to circle it I heard some muffling and moaning from over my head. “Yes. GO ON”. That really scared me. Was she pretending to get pleasure or the girls tricked..... No, that was just too hard to believe. I kept sucking the cock, and at some point, I heard John pant fastly. While the cock was still in my mouth, it began to cum. At that point I was really scared, but didn't know what to do: he was holding my head still, and I couldn't spit it. He said “Don't spit the cum or you'll be sorry, very sorry”. At that point I was sure: he was a man! The taste of the cum in my mouth was sweet, but the thought of it made me do a grimace.
He stopped holding my head “Now swallow it, bitch” I shook my head. He then spoke in a softer voice, a girl's voice, half laughing: “Oh, you're not getting impressed from some milk and sugar and a double-ended dildo, are you? This is just a training!”. She was right: savouring again the “cum”, I was convinced it was milk! The girl's voice was undoubtedly Julie's one, maybe modified from one of those green drinks.
I looked at her eyes upwards. They were Julie's green ones. “I said swallow it, Kathleen” I did as she told me, then she put her hand on my head and messed my hair “Good kitty”.
“This is just a realistic double-ended dildo that while actually giving pleasure to me when you suck it, when you make it reach a certain pressure, shoots some milk and sugar. I would never do something so bad to you”.
She pulled my leash softly and lied down. I jumped on him and kissed him again. He held me so tight by my slim waist, and I felt very fragile. “I love you” I said. “Love you too”. We kissed again.
This wasn't like the first time. I was kind of enjoying it. “Now, for the finale, do you want to be doggy style or bent over?”. At first I wasn't sure if to answer at all, but then I decided to go through all of it. “Doggy, please”. Even she was shocked from my answer. She watched me in the eyes “Deep down, you are enjoying this, are you?”- I blushed and looked down- “Maybe”.
“Well then”. He slowly got up and turned me. I was still a bit nervous, and the conflict in me was really strong. I positioned myself doggy style, with my hands on the pillow and spread legs. John slowly lifted the hem of my dress. “What a nice tail we have here”. He slowly pulled the butt plug out of my ass, and started rubbing my anus with cold lubricant.
“This feels like a dream. I suppose it's the same for you too, isn't it? Don't worry I'll go relatively sweet on you”. He then positioned his hands, with the leash still tied to one, on my hips. The chain was too short, and the collar was pulling softly on my neck. I arched my back, then he started penetrating me. He wasn't going like the first time. He was harder, stronger. The strap-on was obviously bigger, and so the feeling was more painful. I started sobbing and moaning “Shhhhhhhhhh. Just enjoy it. Relax.”
At the end, when the strap-on started “cumming”, she got it outside of my ass and cummed in a bowl.
“Every good bitch has to learn how to handle cum inside her, but I promised I'd go sweet on ya.”
As she did that, I relaxed, convinced that it was all over. She pulled hard on the leash, guiding me through getting on my knees again, and then getting down the bed. I stood up there, not knowing what to do. The end of the excitement brought a sense of drowsiness on me. I fell on my knees. “Good girl, I see you're ready to work out Danielle's cock too”. “Do I have to?”- “Yes you do, Kathleen. Don't worry, It'll be the last time in the weekend. We don't want you to get tired” I accepted it and let my head fall, my eyes fixed on the ground.
In that moment Danielle entered the room. She had just a t-shirt and a large double dildo mounted too.
John handed her the collar. “Please be sweet on her, she's already went through a double service, don't mount her”- “I'll see what I can do”.
She walked to me, knelt down, put two fingers under my chin and raised my head.
“I know you're tired Kathleen, but if you be a good kitty and give me a blowjob right now I promise you that the rest of the day will be so soft you will be missing it. Does a bj still embarass you?”
“Oh no,”- I answered ironic- “it's becoming the daily here. At this rate, I'll be giving three for two every Tuesday.”. “Hun?”- she said with a worried voice, thinking that maybe she'd have scared me. I looked in her eyes and said: “Oh, don't worry about that”.
“Thank you” said Danielle, putting her hand on my head and giving me a little caress. “You know, I was thinking that maybe you could enjoy your time as a girl. You're quite a piece of candy, and I suppose that you may be enjoying it, or at least trying to. Isn't that correct?” I didn't blush anymore, just said, a bit embarassed that my secret was so “Public”, “I really don't know, believe me”.
“Well, before we start, could you put this on for me?”- she took out the ring gag from the day before- “Why should I?”- “Because I like it. It fits so good your pretty face”- “I'd prefer not to”.
She put the lace of the gag behind my neck and proceeded to fit the circle in my mouth. Still hoping she would have compassion of me, I closed my mouth tightly.
“Hey, Kathleen, I didn't want to do something bad to you. If you don't want to, just say it straight”, she said, in a low tone, almost like she was a bit offended.
She was being very kind with me, and I felt like I was betraying her in some way, so I opened my mouth and rolled my eyes “If you really want to, go on”.
She put the ring in my mouth, checked to see if it was positioned correctly “Let's get down to business”. I looked up in her eyes, gave a little smile (as best as the ring gag allowed me to), then began to work the fake cock.
She began moaning in pleasure, and after a minute or so, she “cummed” in my mouth.
“Well you sure are a good cock-sucker”. I swallowed the milk and blushed a bit. That was a bit too much to say. She noticed that, and took out the ring gag “Is that three for two offer still valid?” she said smiling, trying to cheer me up. I gave a shy smile back “I'm sorry Miss, but that offer is valid only if you book three days before”.
We remained silent for a bit, then she pulled soflty on my leash. “Come on, get up, we have a surprise for you”- “Hm?”- “Don't worry, it's not that kind of surprise”.
I got up, and guided by her, went to the living room, where Julie was waiting. She had changed back in jeans and shirt, taken off the masculine make up and put some eyeliner. She looked beautiful in the sunlight. “There she is. Was she good at..?”- “Yes indeed”. They looked each other, as to say: “Let's stop there, don't embarass him”. Julie handed Danielle some keys. “Hold still, honey”.
They opened the collar and the handcuffs.
“Now go take a bath, then...” She went to the table and took three old picnic baskets my grandfather probably used “we're having a pic-nic on the hill!”. They helped me undress till I was just in my panties, then they told me to go to the bathroom. “But what about the ears?” I asked, fearing the answer. “Well they are superglued, we could take them off but we might get your hairs off to, so I suppose you could keep them for the rest of the day. They give you a really sweet look”. She kissed me “now go take that darn bath. We'll select your outfit while you're there”.
She handed me some towels. I went in the bathroom.
Bathing in the warm water, I started to think about what I did. This really felt like a dream. I pinched my arm. I washed myself, then went out of the bath-tub and put on a towel around me.
“Hun, you ready to come out?”- “Yea”. I put on another pair of panties and opened the door.
Danielle suddenly appeared and dragged me by my hand to the bedroom “Hurry up, we gotta put something on you”. She went to the bags and took out a strange corset. It was white, but it hadn't got the upper part and no fake breast on. “What's that you're staring at? Oh, that's called a waist cincher, it's just for your waist, so we'll put a bra on you too”. She put on the waist cincher, tightened it till I could bear. She put a bra on me too. It had fake breasts attached and a little lock on the back. It felt strange on my skin, and when she clipped it, it held really still to my chest. In the mirror they looked pretty real. She braided my styled my hairs in a braid again, and made another bow, this time light-blue, at the end. She put some eyeliner and mascara on me too, and a bit of blush.
She tightened the waist cincher again, then showed me my outfit. It was a pair of tight denim shorts and a large sleeveless light-blue t-shirt. She helped me put it on “Turn around honey” I turned around and looked in the mirror. I was a really cute girl, dressed for a picnic. The outfit and the make up
Julie came up holding a large hat and a camera. “For the final touch” she put it on me “now turn and smile”. She took just a couple photos, then handed me a bag. Inside there were some pencils and two tubes of lipstick, a little phone, a brush and some ribbons. “To refresh your look”. “Now put these on” she handed me a pair of sandals.
We went back to the living room, where Julie was waiting. “That shirt looks sooooo cute on you! Now take that basket and hurry up!”
The day was sunny, with a light breeze coming from the valley.
We ran in the forest till the meadow, where we lied under a tree chatting. It was a very old place where my grandfather used to spend some of his evenings reading. It was a very large meadow surrounded by the forest. It was full of flowers and in spring it was a pleasure for the eyes. It was autumn, and so there were lots of leaves carried by the wind, but most of the trees and the grass were still green. We set a “tablecloth” and some plates on the ground, and started eating.
We were chatting normally, when Danielle spotted something on the opposite edge of the plain “Look there!”- “What's that?”. I looked where she was aiming, and saw a person look back at us, followed by two other figures.
I got nervous “Who are they?”. A fourth figure jumped out of the woods. “Julie, Danielle, I think we should go”. “Relax, it's just another group that went for a pic-nic here, that's all”. I looked back, missing the walls of the house. Danielle smiled “Hey, what's that? Nobody could tell that you were a guy.”. “But what about the ears?”- “Relax. We'll tell them that you are wearing them because of a bet”. Now the four people where approaching, revealing their identity. From that distance we could tell that they were three guys and a girl, but nothing more.
“See? They got bags too. Just four people going for a picnic. Don't get nervous, and try to act natural”- I freaked out “HOW can I act natural? I've never been a girl!”- “Just say hi and smile when we do and be nice with them” said Julie. She put her hand on her forehead to cover her eyes from the sun. “Two are actually pretty cute, you may be in trouble now” she smiled and gave me a nudge. I blushed “There's nothing funny! I never met a guy as a girl, what if they recognize me?”.
“Impossible. Oh, almost forgot, don't be shy, that's unusual for a pretty girl like you. And thank them for every compliment they make”- “You sure I can do this?”. I felt Danielle's hand on my shoulder “Of course you can.' You'll be my slightly younger sister. We inherited the house from our grandad. Okay?”- “Yes”- “Now give me a smile and wave your hand like us. Don't freak out, the worst they can do is to ask out a pretty girl like you”- I blushed. “Smile Kathleen.” I smiled shyly and waved my hand a bit. Now the four people were less than twenty meters from us, and they were waving hands too. I looked at them. There was one girl, of medium build, with red hairs and freckles, with a sweet look that made her look as a eighteen year old girl. A guy was really similar to her, with freckles and medium-long red curly hairs. Next to him there was another guy, very beautiful, with blonde hairs and deep green eyes. They both were pretty handsome, and they were smiling and talking to each other. On the back there was another guy, with short black hairs, walking with difficulty under the weight of an enormous bag.
“Hey” said the blond one. “Hi” Julie said smiling. “Um, we're from ***, could we share our meal with you?”- “Sure”- I said- “Is *** that village on the other mountain?”- “Yes, we came here for a picnic. Oh, I didn't introduce ourselves. My name is Peter, this is Matt and her twin sister Lucy”- “Hi” they said almost toghether- “and that guy's over there is Laurence, my cousin”.
In that moment, Laurence arrived at our spot, dropped the heavy bag and sobbed “Seriously, guys, next time we spare it”.
He looked at us. “Hi. Nice to meet you”. He was really handsome, and, while not having the strong build and the blond hairs of his cousin, he had the same green eyes, and a very beautiful face.
“Hi”- we greeted him. Danielle introduced us “My name is Danielle, there's my sister Kathleen and there's Julie”.
We finished greeting and they sat down near us. Matt whispered something to Peter, then he nodded.
“Um.. Kathleen right? Why are you wearing... those?” he pointed at my ears. I gave him a smile and said: “Oh, I just lost a bet with my sister here. I had to wear them for all the week”- “Oh”.
While eating, we began introducing ourselves. Matt and Lucy where Scottish, and moved there with their family at the age of 8. Matt studied medicine at the same uni as Danielle and Julie, while Lucy was studying Computer Engineering in another city's university.
Peter was 22, one year older than his cousin, and he was studying at the *** Academy of Fine Arts.
Laurence, instead, was studying music at uni, and at the same time was working composing themes for commercials.
He was very kind, and always smiled.
I was introduced as Kathleen, 21, Danielle's younger sister, who was studying computer engineering, was a great friend of Julie, having met her in middle school (which was true), and invited her to spend a weekend on the hills in my grandad's house.
We spent a nice afternoon, chatting and playing Risk! and other games. I always smiled and laughed at the guys' jokes. They were really nice to us, plus very funny. They made a perfect team toghether.
“When did you guys met?”- “Well, it's not a long story. Matt here was my best friend during all my childhood, and often me and my family spent vacations with his one, that's how we all met toghether during summer”.
At 5:00 the sky started thundering. There were dark clouds, and it was going to rain soon.
We said goodbye to each other, and packed our things. “Well, we'll be spending here almost every weekend, so maybe we'll meet again in the next weeks”- “Sure”. They started walking back to the woods. We waved our hands and smiled “Bye!”. Danielle approached me and said in a low tone, giggling “I think that Laurence likes you”. I blushed a bit “I don't think so!”.
In the meanwhile, the guys were having a talk, and just at the edge of the woods Peter stopped, turned, and started running towards us. Laurence tailed him for some time, but he couldn't keep up, so just stopped midway.
Peter stopped before us, and handed me a piece of paper “*Pant* It's from Laurence” I read it. It was his cellphone number! I was a bit amazed. “My cousin's a bit shy sometimes, but I think he really likes you” I looked at him, still amazed, and I could see him blush from that distance. He had been really kind, and he was the guy that I liked more, and I felt a bit guilty. “So, what do I have to tell him? Do you like him back?”- “W-Well..” I blushed too. He just said “Got it!”, turned, and ran back to the woods, passing near Laurence. His cousin looked at me once more, a bit embarassed. I smiled the best I could and waved my hand, trying to cheer him up: “Bye Laurence!”.
He looked at me, still embarassed, gave a shy smile and waved his hand “Bye!” and ran in the woods too.
I kept waving my hand until he disappeared in the woods.“Whoa, what a heart-breaker you are” I blushed . “At this rate, she's gonna conquer all the guys in town” I blushed even more.
Speaking low, I said “Stop teasing me, I just did it because I felt guilty”. “Well Kathleen, I saw how he was looking at you during the game, and I can tell for sure that he's got a huge crush on you”. Julie gave me a nudge “Well done, first time out of the house and you already made a cute guy fall in love? You sure don't want to lose time”. “Hey, shouldn't you be jealous of him?”- “Why should I? While you're a girl I'm officially your university mate, nothing more”- “So you're not angry?”. She kissed me “Of course I'm not sweetheart, while we're both girls you can do whatever you want”.
They kept teasing me on the way home, until I got tired and said “Would you cut it off? Haven't you got something better to do?”- “Of course not”- Danielle said smiling- “It's our job while you're a girl, but if you really want us to, we'll stop”.
We went in the house the moment it started raining. We posed our bags and sat on the couch for half an hour, then we went to the bedroom, and they helped me take the waist cincher off, put the corset again and change back in the maid outfit.
“I still haven't seen you curtsy in this outfit. Would you do it, Kathleen?”- “Yes Miss Julie”. I curtsied. “If only Laurence could see you in this moment” I blushed again “Stop it!”.
We cooked dinner toghether, and ate it on the couch, watching football.
At some point we got tired of that and they proposed I'd do a last photographic shoot for the weekend, so they selected a bride outfit from the bags.
They helped me put on the dress. It was really frilly and tight, and the gown was incredibly heavy, and I almost fell when I tried to move my first steps. “Stay still”. They clipped to my hairs some veils, and a flower crown. They even added some blush to my cheeks.
They slid up my arms white satin gloves with little bows, then handed me a boquet (obviously made of plastic). “Hold this with both of your hands”. I did as she told me. “Oh my god you look so sweet”.
They led me to the mirror, carefully moving every step.
I was extremely beautiful, and had a very look sweet under the veil. The crown of white flowers was really nice, and for a moment I had to focus to realize that it was me.
“Hey hun”- a voice from my back. I suddenly turned my head, moving my right feet a little behind, only to see Julie with her phone pointed at me. FLASH! “Awwwww, this one's really cute!”. She was right. She handed me the phone. I saw a beautiful girl looking back at me, in a wedding dress, with a lot of blush on her cheeks. She looked a little nervous.
While I was examining myself she suddenly took the phone from my hands “I'm totally sending this picture to Laurence”. “HEY! Would you stop that?” I said angrily, but then the thought made me blush. “Awww, look how sweet is his bride! I really envy him. Hey, Julie, write him: She's waiting for you.” said Danielle half laughing.
“Please don't!”- “I was kidding, Kathleen, relax”- “Shouldn't we start this photoshoot?”.
They made me pose for them in an incredible number of poses and walk for the tripod in the corridor. At the end we got tired of that and they undressed me “It's pretty late now, so what about we play one last Monopoly game and go to bed”- “Sure”.
After the game I took my makeover off and jumped on the bed. I tucked myself under the bedcloth and put my head on the pillow.
“Hey, you think I'm finished with you?” Julie said stepping in the room. “Aww, just let me sleep”- “First put on your handcuffs”. She handcuffed me to the bed “Just a precaution. We already put some of the photos away, but you might try to destroy the others. Now let me climb on too”.
I moved to the side of the bed as she climbed on and went under the tablecloth too.
Our noses were touching. “So, do you want to do this next week? We could start on Friday too, it's a free day”- she kissed me “Aren't you having fun?”- “You know, if you asked me yesterday I'd said no, but now I'm kind of enjoying it.”- “Perfect. Now just go to sleep”- “Yes, madam.” I kissed her.
We hugged and fell asleep.
The second morning
“Wakey wakey.” I inhaled fully. I heard some chains rattling, then my right handcuff slipped from my hand.
“Jake, it's time to go.” she opened the right handcuff.
“What time is it?” I muffled. “It's almost 8:00, get up, we made you some breakfast.”
I jumped off the bed and went to the dining room, where Danielle was finishing a toast. “There you are, sit on that chair” .
Still sleepy, I sat there and ate some milk and bread with confiture.
Danielle was eating some toasts “Well Jake, what have you decided? Will you do this all again next weekend?”- “If you are kind like this time, yes”. I was still in corset and panties, and my voice, even a bit lower than the day before, was totally feminine. We ate silently for a bit. “Still thinking about Laurence? I sent him a message yesterday” she said like it was the most natural thing in the world- “WHAT?!”- she smiled “I just wanted to see your face. Just kiddin, Jake”- “It isn't funny to me” I muffled- “Tomorrow I won't have a little sister anymore, I'm savouring the last moments”.
When we finished, she carried me to the bathroom. They washed my head off with that solvent, and when I saw those hairs come down my head, I had a strange sensation. I realized fully that the dream was over.
They untied my corset, and I took a bath.
As I stepped drippling out of the bathtub, Danielle opened the door a bit and pushed inside some jeans and a t-shirt. “These are your dresses. Make sure you wash the nail polish off your hands”.
The boxers, the jeans and the t-shirt were extremely large and comfortable, and after two days of little dresses, small panties and tight corsets it relaxed me.
I stepped out of the bathroom. Julie and Danielle were still dressed like before, and they gave no sign of wanting to leave. “Jake, we're going to tidy up some things here, plus we have to return these costumes. I will come back with Danielle, you call me this evening, ok?” she kissed me. “Count on it”. Danielle handed me a bag “It's your maid outfit.”- “What? Why should I.....”- “Consider it a present, sis” she smiled. “Can't wait to see you in that again”.
We said goodbye, then I got on my car. I was starting the engine, when I saw Julie bolt out of the house and running towards me. In her hand she had a piece of paper. “I almost forgot! *pant* Laurence's number, in case you want to ask him for a date”. I smiled “Bye”.
I went down the road, and, in the silent autumn morning, drove alone towards the town.
P.S: I don't know if it
|Comments:||Hello this is epic I found the problem people can impost whoever the want as I am doing we need someone to make this site a login site. Free posts are destroying this site. I just wanna read what I came here to read. Well, this'll be be the last package I'm sending your asses. I'll be back when I am needed...|
|Comments:||Could you all just shut your ass mouths and write sex stories?|
|Name:||Ben ha! Ha!|
|Comments:||I am grapes
|Comments:||Woo! Spring brake we just stole this boat
|Comments:||Part two of my story: I was still tied two the chair. Black mailed into doing whatever my girlfriend wanted. So she told me to wait hear, then she giggled. And took my keys. What I am gussing was two hours later she came in with two big duffle bags. She walked up to me and riped of the duct tape. And said spit. I spat out the socks. Then she said that she and her friends hade plans for this. And that they black mailed there boyfriends in to slavery as well. So she said that she would put me on display and untied me. And riped of my boxers. She pulled out glad rap and raped it on my cock. Then she said two go get lunch ready and slaped my ass. I made steak. Then her friends got hear. There were two of them and they both had there boyfriends one was gaged and naked and the other one was in a maid outfit they used us as seats for dinner. Then they tied us up with ropes. Then they left the room and I heard the tv turn on.
IF You want part three pleas say so!
|Comments:||c'mon don't be a fuckin retard you got archives you can check im not ruinin this site don't think im an imposter because someone else is fucking up your site. that's not right ive beena loyal fan of this site for years, and moderator 1 and I have worked to get rid of a hacker. check your precious archives and you can see. now, I don't get your problem. who is fucking up the site?|
- Longer periods
- Some dialogues
- Full stops
-General motivations gor the babysitter
|Comments:||Cool i'm from Colarado U.S.A i love this damb awsome site well here my short pt. 2
The Babysitter part 2
the babysitter that had so far feminised me told me to go to my room she came up with some Estrogen pills she then proceeded to force me to swallow I then went to sleep and woke up to find that this hadn't been a dream she said ”I have got some new outfits so come with me“ I followed her curiously and she found a bra and panties she forced me to wear them then superglued them to me she then made me lick her slit I saw my unlocked front door and bolted for it but she caught up tbc
this is something I like to do it is a vote if you think he should escape post he escapes if she catches him post she catches him im always open to suggestion's so feel free to give feedback.
|Comments:||Answer to Darcus:
I have never thought about writing a book for the simple
motive that I don't really have much time to write it.
My intent in writing this story was to prevent this site
from dying. The response showed me I was wrong and it's still fully alive.
Since my fantasies are not about being completely dominated,
my stories will be more soft, and I would not define them
Btw I'm italian, so, I don't think there are many more people who speak my language here. I could write in French (my cousins are from Nice) or Spanish (one of my closest friend is Spanish and I spent three months with him in Barcellona), but definitely not german.
P.S: thx for the support!
|Comments:||NBC, that is a wonderful story, very emotional.
Thank you for that!
Have you ever thought about writing a book? I think there is a lack of femdom-related books in the world...
You could write in your own language - which is...? Mine for example is German (since I'm from Germany; makes sense)
|Name:||Sherry Daniels Green|
|Comments:||We heard the footsteps coming up the stairs...
There was no time to change, throw on a towel or even lock the door. Not without arousing suspicion.
Larry remained straddled on the toilet, playing with my nipples. I closed my eyes. Then he walked in.
It wasn't my stepdad. It was our neighbor the plumber. When he saw us, his jaw just dropped.
He removed his overalls and underneath he was wearing only a bikini bottom I had put out to the curb a month ago...
"Here," Larry said without skipping a beat. "Put this in your mouth."
That's when, for the first and only time in my life, I watched a man swallow --actually swallow-- a medium-sized dildo.
We're in the ER now waiting. Please pray for him...
|Comments:||Damm it sorry about that
Any way here is the story: me and my girl friend where watching tv when she asked me if she could tie me up. I said tell u what If you can tie my rists and I can't get out, you can tie me up. Yes! She said, ok sit at the kitchen chair. She tied my hands together and I could not get out. Can you get out she said? Damm it no I can't I said. Yes! She said then she untied my hands and tied them behind the chair. The put a pair of socks in my mouth and disappeared to the closet. She took duct tape over the socks. Then she got a pair of scicers and cut off my shirt. Then my pants. She put the rest of the duct tape on my legs and the chair. Then she took a camera and took pictures of me in my boxers tied to the chair. Then she said if you do not do what ever I say these go on face book ok. I nooded.
Ples leave feed back and exuse the spelling
|Comments:||Don't worry guys, I'm keeping an archive, so if anyone spam the site I can repost the stories.|
|Comments:||Hey im back buddies that imposter aint got nothing on me ps Jake your story is great i didn't make ben and im doing this on my iphone so excuse the grammatical errors.
Making story soon seee yawl
|Comments:||part two up soon but like i dont care about grapes that little troll pls i know you epic and by moderator you mean moderator1 right tht ben shit sucks|
|Comments:||Hi! Remember me? I read and come when the site turns to shit to save it? I work along side with moderator, if you remember him. What seems to be the problem?|
|Comments:||I love this site it rules ps grapes you spelt like 20 things wrong so waaaaaaaaay bitchscit|
|Name:||Testery and stuff|
|Comments:||Test post-go ahead and ignore|
|Comments:||raed dog evol su nema|
|Comments:||word of warning last time this guy got pissed off he wrecked the site making the following create their final installments
how did we manage to repair the site if he does that ben crap again the salvaged parts of our website will be wrecked
|Comments:||fuck u fuck u fuck u|
|Comments:||plus grapes you aint so good yourself|
|Comments:||Hey grapes, everyone can post whatever they want here, please don't insult people so blindly.
Thanks guys for showing me that this site isn't dead.
Pt 3 will come in three days or less.
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