1. Just a quick trip. A magazine to buy, a parcel to post, window shopping. Humming absently to the song in one ear, courtesy of her mp3 player, she mooched pointlessly and happily along the street. To her surprise her free arm was caught in a grip and forced up her back. 'Be quiet' whispered the voice, breath condensing against her cold ear. She knew him....
I wrote this story for a friend of mine, the central character. It contains a number of her fantasies. She has particular fetish about music, hence the apparent esoteric music. I'm sitting in my dungeon, thinking about Kasey's indiscretions at our role play session, when I hear a knock at the door. As usual, Kasey is 5 minutes early and I make her wait. T...
Author's note: this never happened. Minerva is a figment of someone's imagination. This is the first story I've posted in almost two years that hasn't been edited by my partner. Not edited by anyone, only me. ***** She was gorgeous. Dark-haired, alluringly sexy, entrancing long intelligent face, waiting outside her flat as his taxi arrived. He'd consider...
I drive a sterilized knitting needle through my son's left nipple. Sowell grimaces, but he is sucking on one of my bloody tampons, and his buttocks hurt from the vicious caning I gave him earlier. I surprise Sowell—when he's coming out of the tub, wet, naked and vulnerable, I charge in with my whippy cane and leave red, bloody streaks all over his slim whit...
Dear Shoeblossom: On my eighteenth birthday, Ms. Sandefur summoned me and forced me to perform between her legs, and came wetly on my face, telling me that she'd taught me a valuable skill. Who knows? After I left school and started at Balloil College, part of Oxford University, I had a nice allowance, and began seeing a professional dominatrix, Moira, and...
Chapter 47: Does New Orleans…And An Old Guy A girl friend wanted me to go with her to New Orleans La. To help her take care of some personal business that she had to do. Her aunt had died and she was had left in the will a townhouse to my girl friend and she just wanted some company along on the trip. We had gone down on a Thursday night and the first thing...
Chapter 18 Stan sat in the booth and Anne took a seat next to him, opposite Elaine. The cute receptionist looked up and Stan could see she was close to tears. Gently, he asked her, "Elaine, whatever's the matter? Is there anything I can do?" Elaine barely managed "Su-Su-Sus-Susan!" and came to a halt, sobbing. Stan looked at Anne, for permission before he...
Last Friday night I was to meet up at a bar with some other CD's in another state. This was a 2 hour drive and I would get dressed when I got to the motel. On the way, I had truck trouble, but kept driving to the motel. Once I got there, I told the girls who were already dressed that I couldn't go to the bar or play because I could not relax knowing my car w...
F.X. Copeland came to the Deliosse's front door, lugging the massive box, and pressed the doorbell. A moment later, Santiva Deliosse answered. "Oh, good, Cope, you're here. That's the Zero-Wave?" Cope nodded. "Yep, Miz Deliosse. Works like a microwave, but in reverse. It's an innerustin' invention of mine." Cope lugged the box into the house. It was a big b...
At Edna's, Jane alternated between "nursing mode", with eight breast and two sets of male genitalia in addition to her female ones (see "The Toy Salespeople Ch. 06") in order to give simultaneous oral and genital satisfaction to her husband John and her girlfriends Edna and Lequ, and "loving mode", in which she kept just two H-cup breasts and her female geni...