I sat gingerly throughout lunch – Brad insisted I remain naked. My pussy was still glowing, although nowhere near as on fire as it had been when he brought me to a huge climax via cunnilingus after my pussy punishment. When I asked why I had to remain nude, he replied: "Because it turns me on and provides me with ideas for the book I'm going to write about...
DISCLAIMER: This is a work of FICTION. The characters, alive, dead or undead are NOT REAL. This kind of behavior CANNOT be done in the "real world" without at the very least some serious jail time. The character here is a psychotic monster and morally repugnant to even the most base of creatures. This story is meant to arouse interest and jar the senses, i...
And that didn't change in the next months. As his body gained weight, it lost colour and stamina, though he tried to exercise as much as he could by running in place and doing push ups and other muscle building workouts. The iron collar kept his throat in a constant state of delicacy, the bruise had become a permanent fixture, a source of pain that drained h...
The river's rush swelled loud as I sat within the breathless air of the carriage. I knew we were nearing the place where oft I had sat beside my dear Apollo, our backs resting against the laurel tree. "Stop here!" I commanded, banging on the wall, but we continued to sway as the horses dragged us up the steep path. I lifted the canvas flap and peeked out,...
4 It was eleven o'clock. The five-storey block of flats was a new development and still mostly empty judging by the absence of cars in the car park and the excess of advertising that surrounded the building. Its yellow-bricked exterior was very modern in design. The rear of the block looked out over a canal with some houses on the opposite bank, and beyo...
The bishop was disrobing as quickly as he could, so eager he was to molest my poor darling. She still crouched weeping on the bed. "My lord Bishop," She said aghast. "You would not use me so. I beg you did you not just perform the marriage service between the Baron and I." "Indeed I did my sweet." Laughed the Bishop of Nydaman. "Now I will perform another k...
John followed Carrie out of the Garden Room and up the stairs to one of the doors which had remained locked on his previous visit. Carrie used a finger print reader to unlock the room and led her new slave quietly inside. It was a large room, floor, ceiling and walls all covered in a shiny white, hard rubber which gleamed in the bright lighting. At the far e...
The following morning John awoke at about 8am and quickly went into the bathroom and showered. He was getting used to the luxury of Carrie's lifestyle; he had not often showered in a marbled cubicle which was actually big enough for about four other people as well. The fact that water seemed to spray at him from every direction was also fun, as well as pract...
All the characters featured in this story are a minimum of 18 years old. * It had been a momentous few weeks for the 18 year old Colin Goss. Hopefully you will recollect the difficulties young Colin had faced for most of his adolescence. A generally low achiever who had seemed doomed to be one of life's misfits or never weres, he had long searched for but...
He heard the elevator open, and a shock of fear entered him that was so strong as to make him feel nauseous. He prayed that the passenger of the elevator would go to another door, and then there was a forceful knock at the door. Peter wanted to disappear, to crawl up into nothingness. He really didn't want to suck a cock. He couldn't imagine doing this. He l...