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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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When I was in my early twenties, I used to work away a lot, and when doing so I used to rent a room in a seaside B&B. The landlady was in her early forties, and with my interest in art, I could only describe her as Rubenesque in stature. Well most evenings she would lounge around her home in a silk kimono which came down to her ankles. I often fantasied about what she was wearing underneath, if anything. I used to lay in my bed at night, conjuring up all kinds of erotic imagery of my landlady, who I will call Mrs Dawson, and as I did so, I would unconsciously be stroking my very stiff cock. The usual result being me making a bit of a mess of the bedclothes as I wanked myself off.
After one such fantasy wank, I needed to pop to the bathroom, so I grabbed my boxers and sneaked down the corridor to the bathroom. When |I got there, I noticed the top of the laundry basket was off, so I decided to have a rumage through to see if I could find any of Mrs D's undies. My cock, even though I had shot my load, was still semi hard, and as I rumaged, it was getting harder. It was not long before I found what I was after, a pair of Mrs D's knickers. I held them to my nose as I took in her wonderful aroma. Before I knew it, I was busy stroking my cock again. I was so engrosed in what I was doing, I did not hear the door open behind me.
"So now I know why there are so many stains on your sheets, you filthy pervert." A voice, loaded with scorn, stated from over my shoulder.
I froze with embarrasment and an element of fear.
"I see I will have to teach you a lesson young man." Mrs D said as she grabbed me by the hair and dragged me out of the bathroom.
She led me to the bottom of the stairs to her attic, and instructed me to crawl up the stairs on my hands and knees. I did as I was told, too scared to do otherwise. At the top of the stairs Mrs D unlocked the door to the attic, and pushed me inside. I was absolutely taken aback as I saw inside. The walls of the attic were painted red, and in the centre of the room was a large four poster bed, covered in black pvc. Along the walls were shelves and hooks with paddles, whips and cuffs, as well as an assortment of dildos and butt plugs.
Mrs D instructed me to lay on the bed. She then pulled my boxers off, revealing my now very erect cock, before fastening my ankles to the corner posts at the bottom of the bed. She then did the same to my wrists, so that I was spreadeagled on the bed. She then undid the tie of her kimono, revealing an old fashioned Victorian corset, which did nothing to conceal her ample 44EE tits. They were the last things I saw for the rest of the night, as Mrs D placed a silk blindfold over my eyes. |
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