Heaven on Earth - Fate or Destiny?
Loosely based on recent events:
Woke up early on Sunday, opened my curtains to feel the sun beaming down, no wind, so unexpected given the previous week had been so so drear and dismal..I had given up on Summer but this had to be appreciated in full. A quick cat lick and I had thrown on my running kit in no time, just stopping long enough for a glass of orange juice then I was out the door and jogging towards the Park. At the end of my road I turned left though and found myself heading towards Howard's place..maybe HE was already up and I know he'd be pleased to see me! But no, his place still had the blinds drawn, maybe there had been an extended dungeon session the night before? from experience I knew occasionally things did run on into the early hours. Slightly disappointed I turned down the entry that went down the side of his property, enjoying the huge blue blooms of the hydrangea that had managed to grow on both sides of his eight foot boundary fence..I had noticed all hydrangea had fantastic flower heads this year courtesy of the very wet summer. Oops more trivia! Anyway by the time I had jogged to the end of his fence I had relived the last big event (my birthday) that we had all celebrated at Howard's, my step brother's surprise at having to attempt to satisfy not only myself but three of my friends as well. Then Howard's 'revenge' as the five ex squaddies from Christmas appeared, as his present to both me and my friends. My step brother's face was a real picture but he joined in too, yeah THAT was a GREAT party!
Unfortunately arriving at the end of the fence brought different memories - Howard's attempt to show us (Jill and I) that a REAL abduction was nothing like the ones read in posts on xhamster..looking down the width of his refurbished boat shed that now housed a remarkable set of rooms designed for whatever fantasy guys and girls really need to stay sane in this awful world.
What I saw was the large white panel van, doors open ready for the two struggling blanket covered girls being carried by four guys wearing black balaclava's. No shouting or screaming because they had been gagged and blindfolded, I watched as they were tied to the sides of the van..they were both naked and wearing cuffs and collars thanks to Howard's forward planning and so were easily fixed in place. Last thing I saw before the doors closed was me being lifted onto a large green road cone, I involuntarily reached to touch myself..
Fuck fuck fuck! Don't you just HATE flashbacks?
I stopped for a moment and almost went to use the codes for the garden gate so I could get access to his gym, the gym that had given us so much but there again was where we were taken from..why exercise naked (his rules) though? He'd see me..c c t v was everywhere! and come to plague me..so I jogged on past heading the long way along the river towards the Park. Fresh air is so much better than a stifling gym don't you think?
Twenty minutes later I was at the highest point of the Park and stopped to view the city as it slowly came to life, early morning dog walkers heading to the fenced off dog area that was so familiar to me whenever I took Howard's pets for their daily exercise..sadly THAT was mostly done by his "new girls" now, Jill and I only being allowed access at times of his choosing. Reflecting on that I was just sad that Max who had introduced me to a new way of life wasn't available on a regular basis but happy that he was sharing with so many others now. Besides Howard had a new pet Cane Corso that we had helped to train and in doing so opened up new possibilities at a different venue. This being a local petting zoo and pony stables.
Taking out my phone I checked strava to find I hadn't even covered three miles yet, but already my right thigh was hurting again. Not really surprising due to Jill managing to easily get through my guard last night as we practised some Wing Chun moves. THAT had caused a row..we were both tired and should have been resting not trying to please our DOM..so I had left in a huff blocked Jill's number out of spite nursed my bruised thigh and gone to bed. Ignoring my leg I set off once more down the hill, out through the main Park entrance towards the river and the smaller of the Towns Parks two miles away...easy jogging..sun on my back. Thinking of nothing except what a great day it was.
Unfortunately the great day had also brought out large numbers of black and brown slugs..yuk! that became a game of stepping over or around them messing with my stride pattern.. Tried Jill's running mantra she had kindly written for me.. My body is NOT own, My body belongs to...WHOEVER!!! .list of names... THEIR wish is my COMMAND.. OMG yes! Whatever happened to BEKKI?? Must get in touch..you selfish bitch!.. Ouch my thigh is really sore and tender.. I really should have completed my ablutions!! I need to pee soon! FFS why didn't I think ahead?? Look for a bench... Great I see one just off the path..jog over sit down, carefully moving the small bunch of fresh flowers that had been placed under the shiny plaque in the middle of bench back..dedicated to a couple who "LOVED THIS PLACE" ..Mmmm don't we all? Leaning back massaging my thigh eyes closed I drifted off into my favourite Park fantasy.. Meeting THAT guy I actually bumped into last year..nearly knocked me out and gave me a black eye to boot!...came round to see me several times..always wrong time!..then he disappeared..?? So I meet up accidentally in the Park..chat..rip each other's clothes off..he fucks in the ass over the back of a bench..Mmmm this ONE!..carried away now my hand slips under my running shorts and fingers into my damp..WET pussy lips..OMG that's GOOD...fuck I imagine a crowd gathering..egging us on..I can feel his breath on my neck..whispering naughty things in my ear..pulling my nipples..One guy had come and stood on the bench trousers pulled down erect cock jutting out and pointed towards my mouth.. I open my mouth..as any girl would?? and suck .. and suck..and take it into my mouth..throat until he cums spurting it directly down my willing throat..at the same time my ass gets a taste of the same feeling.. A sudden TING TING makes me open my eyes to see an old guy on a very old black rusty bike grinning at me..then saying a happy "Good Morning..YOU JUST MADE MY DAY" before riding off whistling to himself.... Fuck I thought PERVERT! removing my now wet sticky fingers and sucking them.. Ooops better pee!! Sod it I thought squatting down next to the bench and pulling my tight shorts down, after relieving myself I felt better..again licking my wet fingers dry..I really do need to drink more...Howard's MUST DRINK three litres a day had tailed off over the past few weeks and I definitely felt worse for it. So patting the bench after replacing the little posy back in their rightful place and giving my thigh another rub and stretch..I set off again a bit slower this time.
However as slow as I was going my thigh was tightening up and by the time I reached my destination it had gone into fully CRAMP mode..my fault .. how stupid not to properly hydrate myself then NOT carry water 5k is fine but any further needs me to drink..OR ELSE.. Thigh cramp is REALLY painful, had if before! This time was worse, even stretching and rubbing didn't help and I was left sitting on the wall of a big house in real pain trying not to be too verbal while stretching and rubbing my leg like mad.
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"HEY" a sudden voice said " You OK? ". I looked up through teary eyes and turned towards the voice, there striding towards me was a tall well built bald? black guy wearing a thin slinky robe..no belt..it was blowing open and he was struggling to keep it closed..NO other clothes..no shoes..and had I REALLY seen THAT hanging down between his legs halfway to his knees?? He was leaving a trail in the wet grass as he rushed over to me.. OMG did I really see ALL that in one glance? Did he have a cigarette between his fingers..that's why he was struggling!! pain seemed to have heightened my senses.. "Jeesuus" I said as another spasm went through my thigh, closing my eyes tight and gritting my teeth..that didn't help but it stopped me being more vocal in front of a complete stranger. "Wow, how on earth did you know that??" The voice said again, this time right next to me from the other side of the wall, " My friends just call me ' Jay Jay' to stop any confusion. Opening my eyes again I saw a tall black man grinning at me..very short hair..not bald..gleaming white perfect teeth..holding his robe closed with one hand and offering me a fat reefer with the other. "Take it, NOW! it WILL help" he ordered "Cramp is a real bitch". Knowing exactly what he meant I grabbed it and sucked greedily..felt the smoke going into my lungs then coughed so hard my leg felt worse. I persevered though and soon felt the pain receeding a little. "What you need is a massage, come with me and Laura will make yoh better".
Reaching over the wall he put one arm round my waist the other under my knees.." Hook your arm round my neck" he said, then lifted me up as if I was a feather.. So reefer in one hand and my left arm around his neck I was carried towards this huge Victorian house..in fact towards a big bench with cushions that was to the left of the big main door.. Jay Jay didn't worry about his robe this time and it was flapping open as he walked..I could just picture more of what I thought I had glimpsed as he walked towards me in my head..fuck the cramp..THAT was important..Reaching the bench he slowly lowered me gently onto the cushion, asked if I was OK and said he would go get Laura to help me, he then disappeared through the front door leaving me to rub my thigh more and take more and more smoke into my lungs to help with the pain.
By the Laura appeared I was feeling really weird..but slightly better..OMG Laura was just like Liza..Liza is a girl we met on a boat during a Rhine cruise last year..LONG story.. She was from Gabon..BLACK..GORGEOUS and PERFECT..with no clothes on?.. Laura must have been her twin? or maybe in my brain she was..Anyway Laura had a large glass of fizzy?? liquid in one hand and a big pill in the other. "Take this, NOW!" she said. . "This to hydrate you and this is a muscle relaxant to reduce the spasms" I grabbed both took a long swig of the liquid then swallowed the pill whole..more liquid until it was all gone. I then noticed that Laura was wearing another similar robe to Jay Jay and also minus its tie.. "Just sit for a while until the pill takes effect" Laura said.. "Then I'll give you a massage that will help too, I have my own little massage parlour on the second floor, I suggest you stop smoking that now, if you don't want a massive headache later, there is a plant pot next to the bench, just there", she pointed to a pot that was half full of old reefer stubs. I did as she suggested and asked "Why is your robe missing its belt?? Jay Jay's was too". "Interesting reason!..we had a guest who decided to borrow ALL of our belts from ALL our robes and dressing gowns..She had her own reason for that, but they will get returned later, Matty will make sure of that. Matty by the way is my little brother, he will be here soon, he was working the night shift". "Night shift? where at?" I asked. . "The local hospital, he is on A&E at the moment..we are all students studying medicine, me I'm a Physio" Laura replied. Then she explained about the house and how they were so privileged to be be here.
The house was owned by a charity now but originally by some Victorian philanthropist who had set up an orphanage in Nigeria to cater for children, to educate them etc etc. ALL the people associated with the house now were orphans who originated in Nigeria or the surrounding countries.. Wow! I thought, so Laura might just be from Gabon! she certainly wasn't ethnically the same as JayJay? way too black. Anyway who cares?? Wacky Baccy addled brain..Not ME!
By now I was feeling better..still woozy but no more painful spasms in my thigh..Laura helped me up, me now aware my body was rather smelly due to the sweat and fear I had been through.. "I couldn't get a shower could I?? " I cheekily asked.. "Actually yes, not a problem" Laura replied. Leaning on Laura for a bit of support we climbed the three steps to the front door and entered the large hallway beyond. OMG..it was like stepping back in time, everything appeared Victorian..tiled floor, huge sweeping curved staircase to the next floor, plants on tall stands and huge iron radiators. "Would you mind taking your footwear off" Laura asked " and by the way what is your name? ". Just inside the doorway there were several sets of shoes, obviously a house rule! so I removed mine and placed them next to the others..noticed Laura was barefoot anyway..Mmmm as JayJay had been. "My name is June" I said..picking my middle Christian name as a good safe bet, then put my hand out to be shook...as brits do!! Laura ignored my hand and instead gave me a big hug, a nice tight hard hug, I could feel her warm..hot firm body pressing against mine... just like Liza's last year.. "I'm Laura, sometimes known as Mary" she said. Then led me across the tiled floor and up the side of the curved staircase. The floor felt strangely warm underfoot in fact I had expected the hallway to be cooler than outside being an old house with tiled floor.?I
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Woke up early on Sunday, opened my curtains to feel the sun beaming down, no wind, so unexpected given the previous week had been so so drear and dismal..I had given up on Summer but this had to be appreciated in full. A quick cat lick and I had thrown on my running kit in no time, just stopping long enough for a glass of orange juice then I was out the door and jogging towards the Park. At the end of my road I turned left though and found myself heading towards Howard's place..maybe HE was already up and I know he'd be pleased to see me! But no, his place still had the blinds drawn, maybe there had been an extended dungeon session the night before? from experience I knew occasionally things did run on into the early hours. Slightly disappointed I turned down the entry that went down the side of his property, enjoying the huge blue blooms of the hydrangea that had managed to grow on both sides of his eight foot boundary fence..I had noticed all hydrangea had fantastic flower heads this year courtesy of the very wet summer. Oops more trivia! Anyway by the time I had jogged to the end of his fence I had relived the last big event (my birthday) that we had all celebrated at Howard's, my step brother's surprise at having to attempt to satisfy not only myself but three of my friends as well. Then Howard's 'revenge' as the five ex squaddies from Christmas appeared, as his present to both me and my friends. My step brother's face was a real picture but he joined in too, yeah THAT was a GREAT party!
Unfortunately arriving at the end of the fence brought different memories - Howard's attempt to show us (Jill and I) that a REAL abduction was nothing like the ones read in posts on xhamster..looking down the width of his refurbished boat shed that now housed a remarkable set of rooms designed for whatever fantasy guys and girls really need to stay sane in this awful world.
What I saw was the large white panel van, doors open ready for the two struggling blanket covered girls being carried by four guys wearing black balaclava's. No shouting or screaming because they had been gagged and blindfolded, I watched as they were tied to the sides of the van..they were both naked and wearing cuffs and collars thanks to Howard's forward planning and so were easily fixed in place. Last thing I saw before the doors closed was me being lifted onto a large green road cone, I involuntarily reached to touch myself..
Fuck fuck fuck! Don't you just HATE flashbacks?
I stopped for a moment and almost went to use the codes for the garden gate so I could get access to his gym, the gym that had given us so much but there again was where we were taken from..why exercise naked (his rules) though? He'd see me..c c t v was everywhere! and come to plague me..so I jogged on past heading the long way along the river towards the Park. Fresh air is so much better than a stifling gym don't you think?
Twenty minutes later I was at the highest point of the Park and stopped to view the city as it slowly came to life, early morning dog walkers heading to the fenced off dog area that was so familiar to me whenever I took Howard's pets for their daily exercise..sadly THAT was mostly done by his "new girls" now, Jill and I only being allowed access at times of his choosing. Reflecting on that I was just sad that Max who had introduced me to a new way of life wasn't available on a regular basis but happy that he was sharing with so many others now. Besides Howard had a new pet Cane Corso that we had helped to train and in doing so opened up new possibilities at a different venue. This being a local petting zoo and pony stables.
Taking out my phone I checked strava to find I hadn't even covered three miles yet, but already my right thigh was hurting again. Not really surprising due to Jill managing to easily get through my guard last night as we practised some Wing Chun moves. THAT had caused a row..we were both tired and should have been resting not trying to please our DOM..so I had left in a huff blocked Jill's number out of spite nursed my bruised thigh and gone to bed. Ignoring my leg I set off once more down the hill, out through the main Park entrance towards the river and the smaller of the Towns Parks two miles away...easy jogging..sun on my back. Thinking of nothing except what a great day it was.
Unfortunately the great day had also brought out large numbers of black and brown slugs..yuk! that became a game of stepping over or around them messing with my stride pattern.. Tried Jill's running mantra she had kindly written for me.. My body is NOT own, My body belongs to...WHOEVER!!! .list of names... THEIR wish is my COMMAND.. OMG yes! Whatever happened to BEKKI?? Must get in touch..you selfish bitch!.. Ouch my thigh is really sore and tender.. I really should have completed my ablutions!! I need to pee soon! FFS why didn't I think ahead?? Look for a bench... Great I see one just off the path..jog over sit down, carefully moving the small bunch of fresh flowers that had been placed under the shiny plaque in the middle of bench back..dedicated to a couple who "LOVED THIS PLACE" ..Mmmm don't we all? Leaning back massaging my thigh eyes closed I drifted off into my favourite Park fantasy.. Meeting THAT guy I actually bumped into last year..nearly knocked me out and gave me a black eye to boot!...came round to see me several times..always wrong time!..then he disappeared..?? So I meet up accidentally in the Park..chat..rip each other's clothes off..he fucks in the ass over the back of a bench..Mmmm this ONE!..carried away now my hand slips under my running shorts and fingers into my damp..WET pussy lips..OMG that's GOOD...fuck I imagine a crowd gathering..egging us on..I can feel his breath on my neck..whispering naughty things in my ear..pulling my nipples..One guy had come and stood on the bench trousers pulled down erect cock jutting out and pointed towards my mouth.. I open my mouth..as any girl would?? and suck .. and suck..and take it into my mouth..throat until he cums spurting it directly down my willing throat..at the same time my ass gets a taste of the same feeling.. A sudden TING TING makes me open my eyes to see an old guy on a very old black rusty bike grinning at me..then saying a happy "Good Morning..YOU JUST MADE MY DAY" before riding off whistling to himself.... Fuck I thought PERVERT! removing my now wet sticky fingers and sucking them.. Ooops better pee!! Sod it I thought squatting down next to the bench and pulling my tight shorts down, after relieving myself I felt better..again licking my wet fingers dry..I really do need to drink more...Howard's MUST DRINK three litres a day had tailed off over the past few weeks and I definitely felt worse for it. So patting the bench after replacing the little posy back in their rightful place and giving my thigh another rub and stretch..I set off again a bit slower this time.
However as slow as I was going my thigh was tightening up and by the time I reached my destination it had gone into fully CRAMP mode..my fault .. how stupid not to properly hydrate myself then NOT carry water 5k is fine but any further needs me to drink..OR ELSE.. Thigh cramp is REALLY painful, had if before! This time was worse, even stretching and rubbing didn't help and I was left sitting on the wall of a big house in real pain trying not to be too verbal while stretching and rubbing my leg like mad.
**
"HEY" a sudden voice said " You OK? ". I looked up through teary eyes and turned towards the voice, there striding towards me was a tall well built bald? black guy wearing a thin slinky robe..no belt..it was blowing open and he was struggling to keep it closed..NO other clothes..no shoes..and had I REALLY seen THAT hanging down between his legs halfway to his knees?? He was leaving a trail in the wet grass as he rushed over to me.. OMG did I really see ALL that in one glance? Did he have a cigarette between his fingers..that's why he was struggling!! pain seemed to have heightened my senses.. "Jeesuus" I said as another spasm went through my thigh, closing my eyes tight and gritting my teeth..that didn't help but it stopped me being more vocal in front of a complete stranger. "Wow, how on earth did you know that??" The voice said again, this time right next to me from the other side of the wall, " My friends just call me ' Jay Jay' to stop any confusion. Opening my eyes again I saw a tall black man grinning at me..very short hair..not bald..gleaming white perfect teeth..holding his robe closed with one hand and offering me a fat reefer with the other. "Take it, NOW! it WILL help" he ordered "Cramp is a real bitch". Knowing exactly what he meant I grabbed it and sucked greedily..felt the smoke going into my lungs then coughed so hard my leg felt worse. I persevered though and soon felt the pain receeding a little. "What you need is a massage, come with me and Laura will make yoh better".
Reaching over the wall he put one arm round my waist the other under my knees.." Hook your arm round my neck" he said, then lifted me up as if I was a feather.. So reefer in one hand and my left arm around his neck I was carried towards this huge Victorian house..in fact towards a big bench with cushions that was to the left of the big main door.. Jay Jay didn't worry about his robe this time and it was flapping open as he walked..I could just picture more of what I thought I had glimpsed as he walked towards me in my head..fuck the cramp..THAT was important..Reaching the bench he slowly lowered me gently onto the cushion, asked if I was OK and said he would go get Laura to help me, he then disappeared through the front door leaving me to rub my thigh more and take more and more smoke into my lungs to help with the pain.
By the Laura appeared I was feeling really weird..but slightly better..OMG Laura was just like Liza..Liza is a girl we met on a boat during a Rhine cruise last year..LONG story.. She was from Gabon..BLACK..GORGEOUS and PERFECT..with no clothes on?.. Laura must have been her twin? or maybe in my brain she was..Anyway Laura had a large glass of fizzy?? liquid in one hand and a big pill in the other. "Take this, NOW!" she said. . "This to hydrate you and this is a muscle relaxant to reduce the spasms" I grabbed both took a long swig of the liquid then swallowed the pill whole..more liquid until it was all gone. I then noticed that Laura was wearing another similar robe to Jay Jay and also minus its tie.. "Just sit for a while until the pill takes effect" Laura said.. "Then I'll give you a massage that will help too, I have my own little massage parlour on the second floor, I suggest you stop smoking that now, if you don't want a massive headache later, there is a plant pot next to the bench, just there", she pointed to a pot that was half full of old reefer stubs. I did as she suggested and asked "Why is your robe missing its belt?? Jay Jay's was too". "Interesting reason!..we had a guest who decided to borrow ALL of our belts from ALL our robes and dressing gowns..She had her own reason for that, but they will get returned later, Matty will make sure of that. Matty by the way is my little brother, he will be here soon, he was working the night shift". "Night shift? where at?" I asked. . "The local hospital, he is on A&E at the moment..we are all students studying medicine, me I'm a Physio" Laura replied. Then she explained about the house and how they were so privileged to be be here.
The house was owned by a charity now but originally by some Victorian philanthropist who had set up an orphanage in Nigeria to cater for children, to educate them etc etc. ALL the people associated with the house now were orphans who originated in Nigeria or the surrounding countries.. Wow! I thought, so Laura might just be from Gabon! she certainly wasn't ethnically the same as JayJay? way too black. Anyway who cares?? Wacky Baccy addled brain..Not ME!
By now I was feeling better..still woozy but no more painful spasms in my thigh..Laura helped me up, me now aware my body was rather smelly due to the sweat and fear I had been through.. "I couldn't get a shower could I?? " I cheekily asked.. "Actually yes, not a problem" Laura replied. Leaning on Laura for a bit of support we climbed the three steps to the front door and entered the large hallway beyond. OMG..it was like stepping back in time, everything appeared Victorian..tiled floor, huge sweeping curved staircase to the next floor, plants on tall stands and huge iron radiators. "Would you mind taking your footwear off" Laura asked " and by the way what is your name? ". Just inside the doorway there were several sets of shoes, obviously a house rule! so I removed mine and placed them next to the others..noticed Laura was barefoot anyway..Mmmm as JayJay had been. "My name is June" I said..picking my middle Christian name as a good safe bet, then put my hand out to be shook...as brits do!! Laura ignored my hand and instead gave me a big hug, a nice tight hard hug, I could feel her warm..hot firm body pressing against mine... just like Liza's last year.. "I'm Laura, sometimes known as Mary" she said. Then led me across the tiled floor and up the side of the curved staircase. The floor felt strangely warm underfoot in fact I had expected the hallway to be cooler than outside being an old house with tiled floor.?I
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