Its the 21st century, you live in a small town with your mother and little sister. Your a 20 year old male with brown hair, slim build, 170cm tall and your life is boring. You work at the local library as a desk jockey and spend most of your days filing books on shelfs or sitting behind the checkin desk. You graduated school and never went to college, you we...
I'm going to start with the latest and work my way back to the first time I fucked Amica. So that means that, though this is the first of the stories, it's really part five of the overall tale. Amica is the wife of the town minister, but theirs is anything but a match made in heaven. He is a dour faced, stiff lipped, socially inept, bible thumper who thinks...
Natalia's heart was racing. She tried her best to focus on her prayers, to close her eyes and hear the voice of the Lord. The chapel was the best place for it, where she always went every morning even though Mother Grace's private masses weren't happening since she traveled. Nevertheless, right now it was hard to stay focused on any prayers. In fact, it had...
[Chapter 1] — Ordinary A heavy wooden door slams, kicking up dust on the city street outside. An individual, clad in golden, shiny armor with bags cluttered before him, stands on the other side of that door. A voice pipes up from the other side. The voice is domineering, harsh, and filled with anger. "Don't ever come back here unless you're in a coffin!"...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
I feel him watching me... A steely gaze through a thick mist. The stare makes me strangely aware of every inch of my body... Tingling... Pulsing. I find myself immobilized by those dark grey eyes.... am I truly still? I feel a pulling... a tugging as the distance between us begins evaporating. I'm moving towards him... Or into him. Something in those eyes......
NOTES ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGE 18 AND OVER. Following are the final two chapters of this story where our formerly subjugated males become the force for change. The ending is a departure from the male subjugation portion of the story and events occur rapidly to not belabor the end and take away from the CFNM nature of the story. Thanks for bearing with me...
The things a man does when he's bored, man. Honestly, I'm not proud of what I've done. My name is Abdirashid "Rashid" Yussuf. I was born in the City of Toronto, Ontario, to a Somali immigrant father and Hispanic mother from the Republic of Colombia. My parents, Ali Yussuf and Ramona Ramirez got divorced in the third summer of my life. No, I'm not going to go...
The two men took a simultaneous step forward, causing Max to cautiously move back. "C'mon guys, we played this game already," she said hiding her fear and trying to sound intimidating. They just stared at her impassively. "Before we continue, I need to take care of business," Hady interrupted pulling out his firearm. Max was so worried about the two Reds...
It was the second day of naked 37-year-old Camilla's ghost gang-bang ordeal at the public aquarium in Montreal. Nothing had changed: she was still hovering a few inches above the surface of the soiled water in a huge tank, always coming and pissing in it. A couple dozen dead fish were floating around her, though none of them blocked the view of all her voyeu...