Catherine Van Noord and her husband spent thirty minutes groping, using and violating my naked body, although it seemed much more like thirty hours. By the time they were done with me, I felt utterly used up, limp, submissive and emotionally exhausted. Mrs. Van Noord had vigorously raped my ass with an oversized PVC cock, making my anus feel chafed and abu...
Writer's note: this scenario contains dominance and submission as well as master/slave role play. Just a heads up in case that is not your cup of tea. *** I positioned Scott under the overhead light in my living room, then backed up and admired him like a sculpture. His fit, oily body shone golden. You could really see how much all those trips to the gym...
This chapter contains urine ingestion, and torture. Chapter 5 David didn't seem to respond to me walking into the basement. He was in the half sleep that one can sometimes manage while hanging from your wrists. It was chilly in the basement, especially overnight, but sweat beaded his face. Trying to stay on your tiptoes all night would create cramps, but h...
The clang of the iron gate sounded like a death knell. We had sweated in the prison bus and were now awaiting orders in the unrelenting heat in the induction building. I had landed in this country just three days ago, intending to buy a large camper van to tour for a couple of months. I approached the airport Bureau de change but the shutters were down. "...
Thirty minutes later Lance is at the door to the lounge, tears streaming down his face, Vince's heart skips a beat seeing him naked and vulnerable like that. "I-I-I'm s-s-sorry," he sobs. Vince stands up and walks over to him, he puts his arms round him and gives him the biggest, warmest hug of his life. Lance hugs back just as hard. "That had nothing to...
Author's note: After receiving instruction from Master Kleine on how to teach his slave to give good oral, Jaspar agrees to learn how to get the best from his slave's ass... * * * * * So, there I was, sitting on the side of Kleine's king-sized bed, about to learn how to get my slave to better service me with his ass. We were definitely going to use Sam fo...
This true account of the activities of a mature 50'ish guy continues from my first time at a bathhouse entitled The Making of a Real Bathhouse Slut. As I drove home from the bathhouse the first week I had a hundred different things going through my head, one of which was guilt. I quickly realized that after years of no sex with my wife there was really noth...
I then heard the unmistakable snap of latex gloves going onto a hand, then felt Steve's hand moving around my butt, it was slick with some liquid and he pushed between the saddle and my ass trying to touch all of my ass and even tightly around the base of the plug. He was having to force his hand in to lift each cheek momentarily from the saddle to coat them...
*All sexual activity takes place with consenting adults over the age of 18 *Scenes of unprotected sex are displayed and should not be used as guidelines for safe sex practices. This work is merely fiction. Thank you for reading! ***** Victor "Brittany, he's doing fine. I promise," another assurance slips out of my mouth as I use one hand to hold th...
This story contains BDSM and bondage material please do not continue to read if you do not like that kind of thing. Thank you for reading, comments and ratings are appreciated. * "What's this?" Michael fingered the odd shaped toy; it was cool to touch and made of red rubber, with a wide bottom, a cord from the bottom and a wireless control next to it. "It...