Disclaimer: This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental, and no harm or slanderous intent is implied or intentional. Other than that the usual discla...
Six cloaked watchmen stood positioned on the outside of the long boat, two at the front, two in the middle and two aft. Each held a small ceremonial drum of stretched hide and wood carved with the sacred symbols of the Masters of the Lake. Orange light from the flaming torches that decorated the long boat illuminated their heavy jaws with beards trimmed neat...
A sequel to "Concentration and Muscle Control." If you read my previous piece, you'll already know that my use of the gym is closely linked to my sexuality, my love of hard masculine muscular bodies. Following the closure of the first gym I had used and where I had learned so much about training, about myself and what triggered my attraction to sex with m...
The best Masters and Sir's are strict "disciplinarians" who have numerous techniques and methods to teach their "slave / boy" every aspect of his "place and mission". These dominant men know the stricter and more consistent they are with the discipline of their slave / boy is - the better the result will be! My "Sir" is a truly talented man and has tremendou...
Author's note: This story contains depictions of human trafficking, non-consensual sex, incest and violence. Heed the tags, if it's not for you, then don't read on. For my fellow travellers, enjoy. * You only have to do one thing. And that is everything you're told. The storage facility is impressive. To people other than Jagger, that is. To him it's just...
// Hello, I'm glad you've taken an interest in my musings, I'll be updating this story as much as I can, but please be patient as I do have a busy personal life on the side. If there's any particular fetishes you'd like to see in her, send me a message and I'll see what sort of magic I can make. ~Alyson \\ You thought long and hard about how you were going t...
Ch. 01: Derrick & I It had been a few days since I had gone to the gym and I thought I had better get back into my routine. But little did I know that this workout would lead to some of the best workouts that I would ever have. After getting warmed up and ready for a good workout I noticed across the gym a tall, slender guy with a build that I could only dr...
I'm sorry it's been MONTHS since I've last written a chapter to this story. I have finally gotten over writer's block and will try to add a few more over the next few weeks. Please note, this is TOTALLY fiction! I hope you enjoy. ----------------------------------------------- Tan's Perspective After meeting Matt's co-worker Dave, and hearing from Matt ho...
It was 11:43pm, on Tuesday. My cell phone rang. Caller ID showed it was David. He lives in my neighborhood: Out my door, make a left, cross 2 streets, make another left, and his basement apartment is about two-thirds of the way down the block, on the left. Fuck! He and I have an understanding: Whenever he's horny, he'll call. IF I answer, it automatically m...
Every morning started the same. The harsh bell sounded and the lights came on. Roberto whimpered. It was a beautiful dream. They were in a grassy park. The sky was blue, the clouds fluffy white. He was wearing a pretty pink sundress. Damon was laying on his back wearing only a white dinner jacket. He was kneeling between Damon's knees. Damon's big black coc...