Author's Note: This story is inspired by/for slave sal of Florida. It is a fantasy of what his perfect slave life would be, and who knows, maybe it will come true. Of course, I couldn't help but put myself in it as well :) . I'm also conforming to some of his slave voice style of writing. There will be some "inspired by actual events" parts as well. Enjoy!...
Warning: this story contains scenes of violent, non-consensual sex. **** Steven could not believe that he had a fat quarterback's cock driving into his throat. A relatively skinny, splayed out like a roasted pig on a locker room bench, with a fat dick plowing into his mouth. It was juicy and veiny, everything he had imagined from the porn scenarios he had...
=== Friendly warning: Parts of this series include incest between a man and his father === ***** The dinner was a little awkward. Since we caught no fish, we just ate some canned goods that we brought from the city. Nobody said anything during eating, everyone just kept staring into their own plate. I don't know why, but I kept blaming myself... Were thing...
"Just who the fuck do you think you are?!" Running, Arthur was running so fast he couldn't believe it. City lights were curving and springing in his vision. His thoughts were drops of watercolor paints falling into way too much water, frail, thin, and overpowered. "FUCK YOU!! GET OVER HERE, YOU LITTLE SHIT!!" Away!! Get away!! Jake was danger, nothing but...
Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) CHAPTER FOUR The problem of the bathroom wasn't a small one—or rather that was its problem. Our bathroom was so small you had to step outside it to change your mind. (Ba-dum-bump, as the comedy drum goes), and the "diminutive nature" of the apartment had expressed itself there at its worst. It contained a singl...
All characters in this story are older than 18 years. After a short while the guys returned to their cabin just on the edge of the forest, it was still pretty light outside, so they made it back as planned. Chris opened the door and the guys stepped into the building one by one. The cabin was nothing very special, it was a one-floor stone building about 2...
Chapter 1 It's a pleasantly warm evening in the Phalloji Village. The occasional carriage rolls by the trail between the lively taverns and brothels illuminating the sleeping twilight dusk as the stars begin to shimmer above with the moon just peering beyond the horizon of Aphrodita Island. Aphrodita Island is no center of malice or filth, as it used to be...
Please read Part 1, My wife's perspective first. Johnnie's perspective If you read my wife's version about how much I enjoyed wearing her panties please let me explain myself. Not only did Cin help me realize and accept my fetish but she freed my inner submissive and bisexuality. I'm not here to refute nor challenge Cin's interpretation of anything. It's...
When I woke up that Saturday morning, I made a bowl of cereal and opened up Grindr. The moment I did I was yet again bombarded with messages and taps from several different guys who were clearly all soldiers. Half of the guys that messaged me sent dick pics (of course), and the other half acted like they just wanted to chat. Yeah right. Well, I figured I'd...
Harry had never had a massage. How could he even consider putting some poor masseur through the torture of massaging his fat body? A guy he chatted with online assured him, "They are professionals; they work with all body types. Your fears are irrational. Just book it and let it happen. You'll be glad you did." His back was killing him. He had put on a bit...