Author's note and acknowledgements This story has sat on my hard drive for four years now. I wrote it, all twenty chapters and 95,000 words of it in eight days of a frenzied, near trance-like state, sitting on my couch with my wife's laptop. She would occasionally have to remind me to eat. When the dust settled, and I looked up, I realized a couple of...
My wife Paula and her student Brad have launched into a torrid affair making me their cuckold in the process. I have just finished masturbating for them as entertainment and Brad's two roommates have just entered the apartment. I have been promised to them as a sex toy to be played with while Brad has promised to give Paula the best fuck of her life. *****...
Michael was in the kitchen when she came home. His work hours let him get there an hour before she did, on average, a chance to get his directed chores done before she came home on the days she required him at her house. He was naked, except for the soft black manacles that encircled each wrist and ankle, because that's how she wanted him whenever he was in...
(This chapter is told from a different point of view) **When you are no longer afraid of yourself, you will no longer be afraid of the World** Lorna Dane licked her lips in fear. She was unsure how she had ended up here in this predicament. She'd had sex with her doctor, which was bad, but it was a magnitude worse that the doctor had been a woman. She coul...
With all my senses occupied, I had no idea how long I was tied to the bed. Jen's recorded orgasm could have been anywhere from five minutes to half an hour long, for all I knew. I didn't hear Lydia come in; I'd briefly worried that Jen might have forgotten the keys, and that I'd be trapped here until my roommate got back on Sunday, but sure enough, the musi...
Authors Note: Thank you to everyone who read the first chapter. Again, a thank you to Mike who gave me a huge amount of help in editing this chapter. I hope you enjoy the second chapter. ***** The walk upstairs seemed to take an age. With every step, my knees trembled more and more, until I could barely stand. At the top of the stairs, we reached a large w...
The last few weeks was a study in heaven and hell. Things were tense at the shop waiting for the other shoe to drop but I noticed that the group seems to have just plain abandoned the area—their space was for rent and the number on the flyer was disconnected. I had no clue of they had flown the coop or just gone further underground and were still in the ar...
Disclaimer* First off this is just a fantasy. A 100% work of fiction. This story includes rape, forced impregnation, easy bondage, and breeding. If you dislike any of these things, discontinue reading. This story is long but I will not apologize for it. If you want a quick fix, this is not the story to turn to. Still reading? Then enjoy. Constructive criti...
After class on Wednesday Linda finally decided to go to the Bible study as suggested by the Father. She picked out a long grey skirt and a white knit top. She wore her gold cross but skipped most of the make up and settled just for some light red lipstick. She remembered the modest part of her promises. Picking up her Bible she walked towards the church. In...
I was bored as hell. Absolutely nothing to do on a usual Monday night. That's basically the way I've lived my life since my divorce. A devoted mother of one fantastic son. But today Andy left to spend a week's vacation with his dad and that ugly, old piece of shit otherwise known as his dad's girlfriend. I, being 13 years younger then my ex, had a lot more...