Author's Notes: This is an erotic fantasy written by Lyssabyss. This chapter as you may notice is not in the "Non-Consent/Reluctance" category, because it is not the primary element of this chapter. There is some romance, f/f action and some answers to questions you may have had. A special thank you to EricaW for some great inspiration and being a superb bet...
It was summer in the early 1990s, and I was spending the semester studying in Rome. I had saved three years of summer and part-time job wages so I could pay my own way into this program. I was doing well in the classes. I loved the weather and the food in Italy. And I had a group of great friends. My closest friend was Kit, and we did everything together....
Edited by Gustavca ***** Note: Don't be alarmed, but someone else has taken control of the narrator's seat for this story... As I came back from the slopes, I found my husband Will comfortably sitting between a half naked Rinette and a very quiet Hope. None of them had heard me come in. They were on the huge leather couch, enjoying the glorious view, and...
Friday night. I am secured in a standing position, naked and spread eagled. My ankles are secured to a spreader bar, my hands to restraints attached to new hooks she has attached to the ceiling. My wife's mouth surrounds but does not touch my pulsating cock. I tighten my groin muscles to make contact. She pulls away. "Bad boy!" She reaches down for her rid...
I've been stripped. Rope binds my limbs. Holding me open to the world. My body tires against the tie. I adjust slowly against the binds to relieve the pressure. Several wraps of rope cross my mouth creating a gag. Drool slowly escapes uncontrollably down the edge of my mouth. I try to stop it, but my head is held taunt by the rope's tie. The tight blindf...
The fire burned with a fierce determination against the hot humid air. It had managed to capture some of the colors of the spectacular setting August sun with its yellow and orange flames. William Duplessis shared his line of sight between the dancing flames and the ever expanding night sky. He hoped to be able to witness the Perseid meteor showers the way h...
Mike and Tiny stood over the helpless girl bound to the pool table...Tiny didn't say anything, he could see his Boss' thoughts churning and knew better than to interrupt. The girl on the table was also quiet, not knowing what to do, but knowing better to say anything...the tension in the room was thick. Finally Mike looked up at Tiny, his eyes narrowed and...
This is a five-part "tandem" story, written by two writers (Katherine English and Steven Whitman). * * * * * Part III: Her I sit beside you, in your fine new car, clothed in your fine new suit...so cool...so controlled, but I can remember, not so many hours before when your control was not so complete. I smile and touch my finger to my lips. Is that littl...
Rick likes to make omelets, and I like to watch him. He has a ritual: gathering the ingredients from the refrigerator, settling them in the burner of the stovetop that he won't be using, frying up the meat - bacon or sausage or ham - setting it aside and finally cutting up the vegetables. He grips the knife around its bolster - the knife's balance point - wi...
As the doorbell rang, Will leapt to his feet and raced to the door of his flat. Heart pounding, he flew down the flight of stairs to the hallway. Was it her? Had she really come? Reaching the front door, he undid the latch and swung it open. Wind drove in, spattering him with drops of rain... and there she stood, the hood of her coat up and her shoulders hun...