Chapter III: Revenge is a Dish Best Served with Bondage Anna was living her own personal slice of hell. The supple body she'd spent years training to its physical peak was being stretched even further beyond her prodigious limits. If she was anyone else, her ligaments would surely now be strained beyond what time could heal. And to Richard, she assumed, sh...
For almost a week, Gotham City had been dealing with the weirdest weather anyone could imagine. Large swaths of Gotham City were covered in ice. No one could remember a bizarre weather pattern like this before. While the local news blamed the strange cold spots on natural variations in the weather, Tommy thought of a more sinister culprit: Victor Fries. '...
Allergy information: Contains piss and strong body odor. May contain politically incorrect sex. ***** "We have begun our descend towards Tokyo Narita airport. Please make sure that your hand-luggage is securely stowed, and ..." I did not pay attention to the rest of the announcement, I have heard it so often. Instead, my mind returned to the hotel I had bo...
Anna looked into the mirror as she slipped out of the robe she had donned after her massage. Standing there naked, she had to admit she was a very good-looking young woman. She was working on her Masters Degree in Art, and as little time as was left for exercise, she still looked pretty trim with full breasts and nice curves in all the right places. She stil...
It was a special night. One that I had waited weeks for, maybe months if I was counting latent fantasies. I had been patient and hopeful during my husband's affair, but careful not to dream too big. Most of the women he'd dated weren't interested in more than a sultry vanilla tryst. This one, finally, was different. My anticipation had been building all we...
I woke up late and was in a major rush to get to work. I was already pissed because the stupid alarm clock didn't go off when it was suppose to and on top of that my hot water heater has been on the fritz so I had to take a cold shower as well as a late start. As I got to work I got a text message that read: "Good Morning Kitten. No text for daddy today?"...
Foreword In case you missed it, Chapter 18, about Karen losing a Bikini Hogtie wrestling match to another girl and what she and Greg got up to in her bound up state, appeared in the BDSM section. ***** Story Most Sundays that Greg did his Surf lifesaving duty he was on patrol - looking after swimmers in the water. In the background on these summer Sunday...
It was the day of her wedding. Not her official wedding. It wasn't the fairytale wedding she had always dreamed of. It wasn't the big, traditional wedding where all her friends and family would appear with big smiles, and she'd be wearing a big white dress that cost nearly a thousand dollars. That kind of wedding was scheduled for a few days later. This wa...
When Jason came into my life I realised something had positively changed my direction, and my way of looking at things. Jason is my Toy Boy But that is only part of it, for as much as he gives me all the wonderful wholesome sexual gratification I need he has turned me into a real woman again. A woman who is no longer confused, who had lost her confidence i...
I knew it was a tranny bar. I had worked down the street for almost four years and had heard all the stories. Our parking structure was just across the street from Fern's Place, so many of us had occasionally seen what we believed to be transsexuals. And although I had a fascination with shemales I had never been in the place. Tonight was different. My wife...