This is part of a much longer story and to get the most enjoyment from this chapter you should really read the previous 14 chapters first. Now there are only two more to come! ************************* Kirsten had been sitting on the edge of her seat as I recounted the whole story of the previous Friday evening's 'party' in the Passionella White Room. "Sh...
Bright lights shined on Madelynn's unblinking, glazed eyes. An explosion of kaleidoscopic colors followed. Hundreds of multicolored sparkles swirled counter-clockwise in rapidly accelerating speed. A set of flexible metallic bra and panties, a web of micro suction cups attached to robotic tentacles, and myriad sensory stimulators composed mainly of worm-like...
We stared at the screen, the account was in the first person written by Emm: I remember being drugged, waking I found myself shackled securely to a St Andrew's Cross. Feeling intoxicated and euphoric, I gazed around the room, there was a small table next to the cross. Looking down at it, I saw a tall glass jar containing a clear liquid, and next to it a se...
KRISTINA MELHART’S STORY Jenny and I became almost like mascots for the Volleyball team. We went to all of their games, home and away, and always sat near the front. Over time, some of the other girls on the team found out, or guessed, that Jenny and I had something going with Karen, Jill, Nicole, and Emily—something a little more than friendship. They sta...
On a Thursday, after a rather brutal, long day at the library...Larrissa decided it was time to go shopping. Shopping in the past had always relaxed her and made her smile inwardly. All afternoon she had day dreamed of the stores that she would visit after work. The naughty lingerie shop just down the street. The fetish shop that catered to her darker needs....
"A gift for my beautiful, bisexual fiancé Cici, a story devoted to her dark and magnificent desires." * "I don't understand Officer, what's the problem?" Cici shifted nervously. It didn't help that the cop was so hot. A little taller than herself, the officer's tan outfit clung to her lithe frame and small, perfectly formed breasts. The shock of platinu...
I had been roommates with Andrea for three months, and she had never once had a guy stay over. She didn't have a boyfriend back home either, and she easily could have with a body like hers. Andrea was tall—almost 5'10", skinny, and had long sandy blonde hair and brown eyes. She had very large tits which she kept in a snug bra and hidden under sweaters seemi...
Lying in bed one morning I thought about my story Bridge The Gap and wondered what it would be like if the supplicant was a girl. I've altered the story to fit and decided to publish it. If lesbianism isn't your thing then please pass it by. Just a little addition. ***** It was Wednesday and Joan Hughes was closing up the library. As the chief librarian...
The night before the moon goddess festival, I lay in my spacious bed in my grass-roofed hut. Despite the breeze, it was a warm night, and I stayed on top of the sheets, running my hands very sensually over my nude body, visualizing and savouring all that had happened since I came to the tropical island of Vahinaki and was chosen to become the Matuatele. My w...
Sally's Story To say that the entrance hall to The House of Octavia is imposing would hardly do justice to the marble floor, the crystal chandeliers, the shimmering fountains and tropical plants. The opulence spoke of enormous extravagance. To anyone with less than a six figure annual income, it would feel intimidated. Sally Heathery did not have a six fig...