[The following story is entirely fictitious. Any similarity to any persons living or dead is entirely coincidental and unintentional. All characters depicted in sexual acts and scenarios are at least eighteen years of age or older. The following story contains aspects of BDSM, CBT (cock and ball torture), femdom, forced orgasms, tease and denial, prostate st...
Chapter 8: Eric's View The room was spinning. The ray of light coming in through the window and shining on Eric's closed eyes, coupled with the unbearable heat in the room, only made his miserable state an unbearable agony. He couldn't recall the last time he had been this hungover. Simply lifting his head from the pillow was enough to make it ache. He nee...
Chapter 1 was a mix of real experiences I've had and my own imagination. The remaining pieces of the story are my own fantasies as to where it could go from there. *The Conclusion of She's All Tied Up* About 15 minutes after I'd lit the candle and left it on the window sill in my bedroom, I went back to the play room, cock already hard and slick, and mount...
I awoke five days later in a hospital. The majority of my body was covered in casts or bandages. I was in some sort of traction bed, so I was completely immobilized. I lay there for a few minutes trying to remember what had happened to me. When I couldn't I became frightened. I even imagined that I might be dead like those characters in movies who don't reme...
While all freshmen normally feel nervous or intimidated on their first day on campus, Sean could not have felt more different. He was scouted in his junior year of high school to become the new quarterback for the school's slipping team, making him feel like the king of the world. Sean hauled his duffel bags over his muscular shoulders and set off to find h...
Rachel stood diligently at the heavy oak front door of her master's house. He should have been home from work an hour ago and she was beginning to get worried. It was their anniversary after all, and she was looking forward to any surprises he might have planned. Rachel ran her hands over her milky naked body. It was soft and supple from all the lotions and...
When I first started contracting at the company, I thought Karen was overweight. Turned out, she was just pregnant. I never asked really, as my less than stellar social skills meant there would be no good way to broach that subject. I found out just by listening to the office conversation around me. As the project manager and coordinator, I had to interact w...
Part 1 The sun is warm against his skin, the rock against his ass a total pain. He has been on this section of beach for maybe thirty minutes and lying down for twenty: absurd, the amount of time spent on choosing a spot, getting undressed, oiling up, smoothing the sand, packing the sand, actually moulding the stuff so that he can finally nest his towel in...
The next morning I awoke feeling thoroughly refreshed and satisfied. I stretched luxuriously in my bed as images from the previous evening replayed in my mind; Tina's distended asshole being stretched wide by Mike's monstrous black cock, Amanda dressed as a schoolgirl being spanked hard by James as she lay helplessly strapped to the spanking bench, and Ella...
I sit in the dim light of my apartment and watch my two children sleep, thinking about the decision I'm going to soon have to make, and every time I do my stomach clenches up. Am I a wimp or the most forgiving son of a bitch on this planet? How many times can a person be forgiven? Two, three, more, before the words 'I'm sorry' just don't cut it anymore? In...