Chapter 1 - A Good Deed Is Its Own Reward Disclaimer: This is fantasy. Chapter synopsis: Chase, a narcissistic cheater and sadistic rapist, has a life-changing run-in with a man who has a penchant for mind control, fitting punishments, and long-term chastity. A smartly-dressed, middle-aged woman walked into my office. She seemed familiar, although I did...
I woke up alone in the huge bed, in the huge bedroom. "Coffee's ready", Cal boomed from somewhere. "Coming" was my response. I looked around for my clothes, but they were not in evidence. I remembered then that we had not even brought my suitcase in from the car. A pale blue silky robe was laid out on the bed. I knew right away that Cal had left this for...
*Sorry for the wait ;)* *** Jake Jones, my son's bully, had told me I would soon crave his cock. He was right. For days all I could think about was how he humiliated me, dominated me, owned me and how much I loved it. Every time I felt shame I was immediately overwhelmed by a sense of excitement, and the blood would rush to my own cock. It was difficu...
Ian stared at the ceiling as he lay in bed, his girlfriend Debbie asleep at his side. He could not sleep, all yesterday's images flashed through his head. No way around it, he had sucked his bosses cock in his office and been forced to swallow his cum. Even worse, his bitch of a line manager had watched him do it. The waves of shame and embarrassment washed...
I woke up a little hazy. Unsure if last night really happened. I didn't believe it until I felt how sore my jaw was. My mouth had never been put through anything like that before. The night was confirmed again once I saw the anal lube, butt plug and skimpy black thong sitting on the table. I read the note again and tossed it in the bin, wondering who that gu...
Certain stories should never be repeated. This is one of them. It concerns the events that changed my life forever. It is dirty and nasty and depraved. And it made me what I am today. So I guess I really have to share it with you. I was just 18 years old, and I was pledging a fraternity that I probably shouldn't name. I was a typical, heterosexual boy, da...
Chapter 1 David Glasspool knew he was lucky, knew he should feel lucky, but didn't feel very lucky at all. He was tall, six foot three inches, muscular, and very good-looking. His mother worked nights at Ludmeyer Bread so that he could go to Brother Martin High School, rather than one of the public schools in New Orleans. In the tenement building that he a...
I went to the bar with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. I'd been thinking about it for a long time and I still wasn't 100% sure I wanted to do it. The thought of it at times gave me a raging boner, at others a sense of shame and disgust. I'd fallen asleep at night fantasising about it and woken up in the morning with a wet patch on the sheets besid...
The sound of the quarters hitting the floor shattered any sense of pride I'd had. The joy I felt with his dick in my mouth minutes earlier, gone, replaced with a deepening feeling of shame. There I was, on the floor, naked, except for the pantyhose. The drying spit and cum on my chin and chest, the wet spot on my hose, serving as sticky reminders of what had...
I awakened to muffled noises downstairs. The bedside clock showed three thirty five in the morning. I got out of bed and grabbed the pistol from the drawer. More muffled noises. I slipped out of my room naked and crept down the hallway. Quietly I made my way to the living room. The cabin had been burglarized several times before and the television and DVD pl...