I was booked for two fights tonight. The fist was against Jenny and the second against a guy, Robert. I was billed for the last show of the evening where I'm going a match against Robert. Last time we met, about 3 month ago, I lost and he screwed me anally. But he isn't much bigger than me, and the match was pretty close. I had done a lot of practice in the...
Susie Brock didn't consider herself a lesbian, but her recent experiments with her roommate and the Dean did make her feel more decisively bisexual. Would she consider a long-term deal with either of them, however? That was hard to say, especially about the Dean, since it would be hard to maintain such a relationship in the face of the different positions th...
Note: This story is dedicated to Jamie who requested this perverse tale. Jamie you are one naughty deviant. Note 2: And thanks to Estragon for his dedicated copy editing. Becoming a Pet: An Innocent Start Ever look back on your life and try to pinpoint exactly when your life changed? It is almost never anything dramatic, but usually a decision that is...
Becky lugged her gym bag casually over her shoulder as she shuffled into the gym, heading directly toward the free weights in the back. Some of the trainers waved hello and she exchanged high-fives with a couple. Although she had fought her weight a bit over the years, a set of perpetual crash diets and exercise had molded her to a full, tight finish. From h...
This is the homework of my slave Gabi. My name is Gabi. I'm from Austria (a German-speaking country near Germany). My Mistress ordered me to write down this story. As a matter of fact this is not really a story – as it is not fictional. This is the description of my first meeting with My Mistress. Mistress Cornelia is my Mistress. I'm one of her slaves and...
Hey everyone this is my 1st attempt at writing a short story. Please give me feed back. I hope you like. Thanks everyone. ***************************** I walk into the room and I am instantly amazed by the perfection of your body. Your smooth buttery caramel complexion. Your soft curves, long silky black hair and perfect butt. I smile. You are on your knee...
My name is Donna Wilson. I'm a six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed white chick living in the Meadowlands area of Ottawa in Ontario, Canada. I'm a student at Algonquin College, majoring in the field of Nursing. At least that's my day job. What I do at night is altogether different. I'm a BDSM fanatic. And I have a vested interest in Race Play, one of...
It is only behind a locked door that I submit to myself as I am. Only beneath the shimmer of bath bubbles, piled high, do I give myself permission to indulge in my fantasies and to remember what it is to be a woman, sensual and alive. For, if I admitted to the yearnings of my body, much less my soul, he would turn from me in disgust and call me a whore. He...
To Ruth, my dear friend whom i miss dearly... I was traveling from Atlanta to Los Angeles for business and my trip did not get off to the best of starts. To begin then handle on my suitcase, the telescopic type, fell apart and I had to carry the suitcase from my car to the ticketing counter. Then to top it off, I happened to stand in line next to this an...
It was a quite normal day at college. Lectures and tutorials filled the morning and afternoon. It was about 3ish when a pressing matter made me excuse myself from class. I always took my time when visiting the girls room. I believed that pressing too hard would dis figure my little orifice and that to me was the last thing I would ever want. I came from a...