The ceremony had ended and the priests were walking down the dirt pathway leading from the altar back to the main building. Calina watched the hooded figures walk in two lines, their robes dragging in the dust. The last two priests were helping support a naked young woman as she walked with them. As she got closer, Calina could see a faint trickle of blood r...
"Now go to sleep, and when you wake up, the two of you will have switched bodies." I wanted to believe her, even though I didn't believe in magic. Charlotte and I got comfortable in my bed. I didn't really know Charlotte that well. She was an acquaintance. She and I were both friends with Jane, who spent her time as part of a group of "lipstick lesbians"....
Alice was the sort of girl that every other pregnancy fetishist dreamed of. She was tall, athletic, and had a wicked sense of humour. Also she herself was obsessed with pregnancy and being knocked up. Since she hit puberty she had craved to feel something slowly grow inside her, and as she got older this desire had exploded into a full-fledged fetish. She fr...
"Get the largest one they have." Those were the words I remembered as I searched the website for my new purchase, a red bejeweled butt plug crafted by a Frenchman. And how I was tempted to disobey, for they also sold smaller ones, ones that could be worn with little if any discomfort, more to what I thought would be my liking. But I didn't dare. The day...
If you haven't already done so, please read the prologue. * CHAPTER 1 John nervously sat in the reception area, back straight, head and eyes to the front, legs together, fists clenched and resting on his knees. He had recently been deemed mature enough to start his sexual slavery course. It had only been a couple of weeks since his eighteenth birthday....
The scent of wild garlic and thyme infused the warm, balmy Mediterranean air as I clambered up through the hillside groves of lush and dark green fir pine and olive trees. The hot mid-day sun peppered it's golden white rays in-between the trees, causing me to perspire rapidly, on my passage through the interspersed sheaths of light. Cephalonia was indeed an...
As my sexual interests and fantasies have matured and changed I've started to really think quite a bit about cuckolding. In my mind there is a wide spectrum of cuckolding not just the harsher, more extreme, version shown in porn. It's more like a sliding scale; say from 1-100. Say 1 represents pure hotwifing: an open relationship in which only the woman has...
A/N: This little fic bothered me since a five days, blocking the writing of my other fictions on FF.net and AFF.net... I don't think that there will be much action here in the first chapter, but I can promise you that it will be interesting. And I also want to tell everyone that this fic is only fictional and not based on reality in any sort of way, even if...
My name is Evans James Armand. Friends call me E.J. I'm a black guy living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I've always been fascinated by a certain phenomenon. To the point that this fascination has become an obsession of mine. That's okay because I'm lucky enough to have the means of exploring and fulfilling my little obsession. The perks of having mo...
I'm not sure what made me do it. After several years of living at my parent's house I finally finished graduate school, got an awesome job and was able to move out on my own. I figured it was time to make time to have some sort of life outside of school/work. I'm a quirky, sarcastic funny guy that likes to throw kink into my love life. For the past few ye...