Bethany Platt was tossing and turning in her bed. Sleep just wouldn't come. Like most 18 year olds she had dreams of being swept off her feet by a handsome young man, who would love her for the rest of their lives. However, being groomed and then used as a sex commodity by a group of men, at sixteen had quickly dispelled the dream. She was staying at her...
For those who have not read my first story entitled "The Masseur" I would suggest you read that first so you'll have the background information before reading this one. It will be extremely helpful if you did. I will say this, I am a leg man whose fetish happens to be that I really enjoy bringing women to orgasm, by whatever means is available. As I explain...
Caroline Forbes had been staring at the luxurious mansion that evil bitch Rebekah Mikaelson had compelled her way into, part of her trying to convince herself just to take the plunge and go inside while the other part of her tried to convince her to leave. Of course the latter was the easier option, and it wasn't like she needed the dress her former best fri...
Note: With this final story in this storyline, just don't forget to mind the category. If it's not for you and you want to know how the story ends anyway, you can read the last few paragraphs... Edited by: Pope1944. Thanks! * "You know Heather, despite everything I've discovered about you these past couple of months, there's one thing that absolutely has...
"Hey girls, miss me?" Taylor asked cheerily as she entered her room. Marissa and Summer groaned in reply through their ball gags, both exhausted from the constant high of pleasure they had been on since Taylor left a few hours ago thanks to the little vibrating buttons placed on their clits. Taylor smiled at the response from her two little toys as she clo...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Carmella or Liv Morgan or Asuka or Alexa Bliss or Charlotte or Zelina Vega or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * "Damnit!" Carmella swore, the happy expression which had been on her face before quickly disappearing in favour of a pout,...
Todd Mitchell was relaxing at home on a Saturday night, reading a magazine and periodically glancing at a basketball game on television. He was home alone that night. His 17-year-old son was on the road with his high school basketball team, his 14-year-old daughter was on a sleepover at a friend's house and his wife, Emily, was spending the night on the co...
It was mid-afternoon in their very pleasant apartment, and Karen was in the master bathroom sitting on the toilet seat. The small woman in her 20s had become quite the successful domme ever since her great friend Emily had invited her to share the space as well as take charge of Emily's two older sisters, Linda and Leslie, who had come to live with them afte...
This story involves strong excretory fetishes and bodily functions. Those who dislike this kind of thing should not read further. ***** Lynn Kenton was always nervous as she walked over to Andrea's house for her weekly meeting. The smartly-dressed, blonde, 42-year-old teacher invariably controlled her high school chem classes with a combination of wit, kno...
[Those offended by bodily functions should read no further. Readers will enjoy this story more after reading earlier instalments. All characters are over 18.] * Laura Franklin, who was 25 years old, but looked younger, was having her usual enjoyable time serving as a Prefect at the weekend school. The school met from Friday midday until Monday midday and...