By lamignonne and Zenmackie * One hour later, Marie was feeling decidedly cranky. Her wrists were cuffed securely to her collar, held there by short lengths of chain, so that her hands dangled impotently at the level of her shoulders. Her ankles were hobbled by an 18-inch length of chain, enough slack that she could walk around, but only by taking ridiculo...
The following story is entirely true. I will try to write it in such a manner as to be entertaining to read, but everything that happens below is the way it happened in real life. I will only change the names and will try to save much of the boring dialogue. -------------------------------------------- I have this friend... well, I guess he's not my frien...
Chapter 1: Lacie For Sale Lacie sobbed as the metal door into her small concrete cell opened yet again. For hours, the poor, bound girl had been forced to endure the ogling eyes and exploring hands of dirty, ugly man after smelly, unwashed, lecherous man. The year was two thousand forty five. When the global economy had collapsed in two thousand fourteen, s...
This story was told to me by Shirley who you can read about in my series of stories about my Mother's friend who was my first love. This story had several variations when told by her and over the years my imagination has added more. She was very turned on to tell me this story as she stroked me slowly to climax. I was embarrassed back then and still am today...
Eldora walked into her office and had a smile on her face all day. Her husband and children could not believe how good a mood she was in that night. Jamie, meanwhile, sat in his car for a few minutes. It was now just after one. He could go home and do some work. Or he could swing by Nita's house. Maybe her husband and parents won't be home and he could give...
She was feeling a tad dizzy. Kistle clung to the mane of the airhorse that she was seated on, fearing for her safety. They were gliding along the clouds, much too high and much too fast for comfort. She could feel the horses' flanks contracting and relaxing under her, hear its loud snorts. The big beast's satiny black wings flapped about her gloriously, co...
"I'm tired, Dee," Sys said at last, raising his head. His eyes were red and puffy and his face almost as white as the bandage around his head. "My head hurtss sso much and I can't... I can't ththink. Pleasse, I need to... jusst need to..." "You don't need to think, Sys. You're still not well. Jo'el, is there somewhere he can rest?" "Of course. Follow me."...
Once again I have let my imagination get the best of me an gone a little wild with this story. It seems to write itself to me. I hope you enjoy reading this chapter as much as I did writing it. I'm addicted to your comments and look forward to see what you think good or bad. Please remember to vote too. Until the next installment, Tah Tah for now. ~sylent...
I'm a squirter. That's what my ex, Ray told me. When I am excited my genitalia over lubricates, actually squirting my body's natural lubricant out of me as if I am ejaculating. I had not seen very many adult films, especially those that cater to fetish taste, so I was not sure this was even possible. Needless to say it made me feel extremely freakish to be m...
The Edge. That's what I call it. The Endless Darkness. The Point of No Return. Death. The one thing no living thing cannot escape. In my pride, I thought I could do the impossible. Now, I know better. Life has humbled me. My name is Thor Voltaire. A tall, good-looking man with dark brown skin, long black hair and pale golden eyes. A superman who once tried t...