Preface = = = = = = This is a little item I wrote, with help of a dear friend, quite some time ago. I ran across it a couple of days ago. I've polished it just a bit for publication. It's a bit different from my usual work in that it's both a "what happened?" type of story, and is ultimately non-consensual. Let's get started. ***** You're going to ask,...
I got the text around 6.30. "I'm leaving the spa in about ten minutes. So should be with you by 7. S xxx". I'd met Sophie a few months ago. She had been at a networking event at the Institute of Directors in Pall Mall. By far the youngest woman there, I'd naturally spotted her. But I hadn't expected to be talking to her. However, we ended up with drinks in...
Darla got the attention of the ladies and had them resume their seats on the sofas circling the slave. He has become uncomfortable on the exam table, restrained with his legs spread wide in the stirrups. The slave was returned with his cock and balls red and raw from over use during the last twenty-four hours. His balls were empty of the saline solution whic...
Based on Willing Slaves by Daniel Orme. Used by permission. * I slowly walked into my office. But still I managed to do just that, cursing in pain. My desk barely fit into the small room that people had the nerve to call an office. Dressed in a green golf shirt and khakis, I was ready for the day of work ahead. "This sucks!" I complained, uselessly. "Al...
Prefix: Welcome to my next erotic story. This story will be written from the point of view of a Transvestite Dominatrix. It is a new twist in my mindset as I normally identify as submissive and as a sissy maid and slut to a dominant Master. It's my 'kink' but I have danced around in my mind a story from a position of Chantel being a true Transvestite Dominat...
There are nights when I expect to get laid. There are nights when I hope to get laid. And there are nights when I'd rather lose all my money to a gaudy casino than think about women. On this night, boners were for jackpots and free Coronas. I drove to Vegas for the weekend to attend a Saturday morning writer's workshop and hang out with Baba and McBride. M...
NOTE: This is a small portion of a much longer piece. It is the culmination of a long, slow and dangerous flirt, and this scene proves to be their first time together... ***** I just couldn't find the inspiration - I sat for nearly an hour staring at the three bold blue vertical lines on the canvas; I felt like they were the start of something, but the n...
Faith was tired. She'd been away from home all week, demonstrating a new laboratory analyzer to potential clients and was finally headed home, the big crate secured in the back of her SUV. To treat herself, Faith had made a one night reservation at Canyon Hot Springs, a nice campground along the Transcanada highway, about three hours from her home. They had...
This is a continuation of 'The Trap'. It would be best to read that story (5 parts) first before reading this one although I will try to make this story as stand alone as I can. Background - Paul has been outed as a cock sucking sissy to his friends, family and work. He's lost his job, his wife and friends. Louise offers him a way out. Usual disclaimer. An...
Abby had expected a third degree cross examination upon arrival back at the Combe Inn. But all Mary asked was. "Did you enjoy your few days away; the sea air must have been nice." Alerting Abby to the fact that James must have told at least one person where she was. In the bar that evening she saw Sam, who surreptitiously winked. Abby discreetly nodded, ackn...