I returned home from my trip to school and visiting my counselor Miss Ignozzio to find Peter in the living room with my Aunt Janey. The two were incredibly casual on the couch, and I started to wonder just what it was between the two of them. Peter started to say something, but I waved him off as I had to race to the bathroom. It had been three hours in the...
They had a long-running game that they always played. It was called "Trust Me?" The rules were simple, really. They took turns, Stan having total control over Jackie for a weekend, followed by his total submission to Jackie on the following weekend. There was to be nothing that one couldn't do, should he or she desire it. There were no safe words, no refusa...
Pet settled into a routine at Mistress's sex club. He was taken for exercise and food multiple times during the day, as physical condition is very important when it comes to a slave. It was explained to him that he needs to be strong and flexible so that he can handle anything thrown at him during a session with Mistress. The sessions had calmed down some, m...
Author's note: Dreamers Come Play is an alternate universe. Stories set in it may incorporate touches of magical realism, blurred dreams, and other unexplained phenomena. All events depicted are by characters at least 18 years of age. The prep school is a one year program run by the college for students between high school and university. All students in i...
English translation by Pimanko. Chapter 8 Stephanie's First Production The days passed at the Good Breast dairy. Stephanie, who had begun producing milk moved into the second phase, increasing production. Having recently succeeded in extracting a half-liter (about a pint) of milk, their objective was still to obtain three litres a day. For that, it was ne...
It was heading toward some typical Friday night sex. I had gotten off early for a week off-- the new year's holiday plus some extra vacation time I had scheduled. So I was relaxed, feeling good, enjoying myself, feeling sort of free. He was already off from work. I fixed us sandwiches, a cheap and easy quick dinner at 5:00. I had removed my pants. Yeah, I...
Beto lived on the land, under the wire so to speak. Living in the woods he sometimes migrated closer to residential areas. He used simple traps for smaller game, and a cross bow for larger game for subsistence. He knew how to find edible fruits and nuts. Beto also had a trail cam he sometimes used for tracking game. On this occasion, he found on his trail c...
Jacob wasn't sure exactly what he was doing, going to a dominatrix recommended by a friend. However, he trusted Dave, despite not having seen him for a while, and it had been a while since he'd had a good fuck. He showed up, wearing jeans and a t-shirt, not knowing what to expect but having had a couple shots for courage. He didn't really want to be dominate...
Disclaimer: The following is a work of pure sexual fantasy and is intended for adult audiences ONLY. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading NOW and go tell your parent and/or guardian that you need stricter internet supervision. Any physical resemblance to a real person that any fictional character herein may bear is probably intentional and is...
"Ten strokes to each buttock. Count them, slave." I could barely get out "Yes, Mistress, " before she started, ten hard strokes to my left cheek in quick succession. I winced from the white hot pain she inflicted. Mercifully, it was over quickly. "Mmm...that's looking nice and red.....and now the other side..." She did not move, simply reached around and...