Stacy gingerly opened her eyes and blinked slowly for a few long moments as she tried to get her bearings. As she focused her blurry vision, she was greeted by dirty windowless walls which had been red a long time ago, and now were a dusty grey. Then she realized she was naked. And wet. As her senses returned one by one her nostrils were assailed by a host o...
The year is 1714. In this alternate timeline on earth, females are the dominant sex. Males are kept only as slaves for hard labor and for breeding. However, weaker females are also fair game for capture and use as slaves or for amusement. ************************************************ I am from Ireland originally, but have been away for so many years it...
Chapter 4: Violet Uprising Cold steel smacked the beautiful young heroine in the face as she bounced headfirst off the wall of her holding cell. Depleted, she slid down to her knees to be enveloped by the shadow of her attacker, standing proudly hands on hips in the light of the open doorway. "We've been at this for two weeks now and you've not managed to...
Notes & Disclaimers: This story is set in a land far, far away where unsafe sex has no consequences; a land where HIV/AIDS, Hepatitis and other STDs don’t exist. PLEASE DON’T TRY THIS AT HOME! It is fiction...it is FANTASY! This story is a work of FICTION! None of the characters or events herein is based on real people, either living or dead. It was produc...
'You're infuriating,' Eloise mumbles softly under her breath as she grasps her girlfriend's wrist to pull her along. 'I can't believe you, you're always making me late. Why did I even move in with you again?' They had left the apartment minutes before, literally minutes. So, by the time the two had scaled downstairs, left the building and walked to the corn...
Jim had told me that he was going to take me to a party and that he expected me to wear my sluttiest clothes. I was excited because I thought he planed to take me to an orgy with his friends. I had chosen a fishnet dress and instead of a bra, I put a pair of crossed red tapes on my nipples. On my way driving to the address, the catcalls and whistles from oth...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations. * (Content warning: Power differences, blackmail) "Honestly, Tamara... I'm appalled at your lack of progress this week." Tamara stood there, clutching one arm with her other hand and averting her eyes from Saskia's icy cold glare, her words incinerating and aggres...
Hey, there. My name is Susan Eileen Thompson and I'm a five-foot-ten, busty and somewhat curvy, big-bottomed dame of Irish and Italian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. These days, I work at Brockton State College as a computer science instructor. I teach a couple of classes a week but I spend most of my time in the Tutoring Center. Help...
The music was pumping and the whole club filled with smoke from the machines. I looked out over it all from my booth at the top of the club. This was my baby, the abandoned warehouse that I found and bought only five years ago, and changed into this amazing club. Starlight. It was half twelve and the party was in full swing. I had finished all my paperwork,...
“I think,” Claire said in her tight-jawed voice, “we should make that fat girl, Janice, our slave. If we need our pussy eaten, we call Janice. If we’re going out of town, we have Janice make herself available to our men.” Claire snorted. “Do you know Dwight actually had the nerve to tell me ‘…it just feels good and squishy…’ when he was talking about som...