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      <title>Connie&#39;s Gift</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;h3 id=&#34;grand-prize-winner-of-the-script-your-own-video-contest&#34;&gt;Grand Prize winner of the &amp;lsquo;Script your own Video&amp;rsquo; Contest&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Connie had been married twice before. Once, she married for young love, and the second time for security. Both marriages brought neither. Both husbands lacked the same basic skill that Connie was negligent in herself, communication. She was too shy and embarrassed to explain to each poor, suffering man that the reason their sex life was so boring was because she wanted something more. She wanted to be dominated, and controlled. She wanted to be bound so her real inhibitions could be set free. But that never happened. Both men felt their love problems were their own faults. Both men were good men, but both men left the marriage guilt riddled, feeling that they had failed her.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>It Takes More Than Courage</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This story like all my others is a work of fiction but like many stories it has its foundation in actual true events. It is my job as the writer to embellish the truth to extract the maximum amount of entertainment from it. It is your job as the reader to find the line between truth and fantasy! Enjoy the challenge and let me know if you liked my work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Road Trip Tease</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;Jackie and I had made plans to go to Amish country for the weekend together. We had dated several times and been intimate. We talked a great deal about our mutual love for bondage but had only used handcuffs a couple of times. Nothing heavy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I had booked a resort hotel in the country. Very beautiful in the fall of the year. Lots of culture, scenery and a relaxing atmosphere. We were leaving from work at noon on Thursday. I drove her to work to save the hassle of 2 cars. She left her quite large and heavy suitcase in my car. As we departed I reminded her of my challenge to her. You will set the mood of the weekend with your outfit for the trip I reminded her as I kissed her at the door of her office. Don&amp;rsquo;t worry I&amp;rsquo;ve got it covered she replied and we separated. All morning long I was very tempted to go out to the car and peek in that huge suitcase of hers but resisted.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>The Impalement of Mistress Simone</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; Mistress Simone is a real person and this is a fantasy she has. The Author originally wrote this story for her and is now publishing it to fulfill her fantasy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you liked this story or have any feedback please write to me at: &lt;a href=&#34;https://www.torquemaster02@hotmail.com&#34;&gt;www.torquemaster02@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; I enjoy the feedback and it helps to make me a better writer. I hope you enjoyed reading my work as much as I did writing it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>The Nosey Babysitter</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;It was finally Saturday night and Craig and his lovely wife Sue were anxiously looking forward to going out on the town. Since Sue had started her new job things had been rough for the young couple. Just eight months ago they had been blessed with their first child. Little Dale was the perfect little baby and fortunately for the newly wed couple usually slept thru the night. Craig worked nights so he took care of little Dale during the day and Sue shared the chores at night. Unfortunately their jobs also meant that the couple had little time for themselves which was especially trying since the young couple had enjoyed a very active and “kinky” sex life before the baby.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Trap of the Black Widow</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;Eden was invited to come over to visit her new friend Ann. She arrives early in the afternoon and finds the key under the mat like Ann had told her and lets her self in. Ann has a beautiful home. Eden sets about exploring, knowing that Ann would not be home from work for several hours. The two girls had made a date to go shopping that evening so she has plenty of time. This is her first time here so she was understandably curious.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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