(This is the continuation of an ongoing story about two work associates travelling to Amsterdam on business. The primary characters are real, but the story is total fantasy. It's best to start at the beginning. Enjoy, and send me your comments. Don't forget to vote.) * After recovering from our mini orgy in the cubes at the dance club, we returned to the t...
Trying hard to not look disgusted I get off the plane, this airport is full of business travelers who have not actually showered recently. Wishing they had let me learn more French I make my way through the airport to my luggage. My one bag in hand I move on to the admittance to France, slightly nervous they had only handed me the new passport when I was boa...
This story includes many kinds of different fetishes, erotic couplings, BDSM, incest/taboo, mind control, nonconsensual/reluctance and transsexual forms of sexual interludes. If you don't like that type of story, stop here. One topic that I refuse to write or read about is relationships involving underage sex, if this is what you're looking for seek help you...
New Friends in the City This picks up where Hartstein ends, it's a year later, and Paul is working with the editors on the finalization of his novel. Carol is no longer the leading editor working with Paul and it seemed that each day brought someone new into play as the many details of finalizing a novel before publication begin to overwhelm him. But he was...
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To Anonymous who told me to stop writing this story: Stop Reading This Story! ***** Justin Heityme, Lecturer in Environmental Science with a dual-track position in Human Sexuality, spent Friday afternoon doing research until dinner time. Then he closed his books and left the library, climbed into his battered mini-pickup and drove home to the comfortable l...
* * Thursday Night * * John got home late that night; things were busy at work. Debbie was reading in bed when he came in. She could see he was tired and moved around behind him, massaging the muscles at the base of his neck. "I was going to jump your bones," she said teasingly, "but I can see that you'd be worthless." She bent around and gave him a kiss a...
Author's note: Here's Chapter 9 of "Pipit," the story of a beautiful but troubled submissive (also called Tosatsu) and the people in her life, especially her one-time rival, the consensual slave Emily (scene name Famula), Emily's young and naive Master Andrew, Pipit's friend Neko, and Neko and Pipit's "Daddy" Raquel. Pipit works as a professional submissive,...
While the nights I'd spent at the hotel with each of Amy and Ellen had been memorable, there was something nice about being back on the yacht as a single family. If there was any lose end it was Tash. The nights at the hotel had been avowedly for my lovers in an emotional sense and Tash was more comfortable excluding herself from that category; something I...
Chapter 16 -- Round Two The first thing he did when he returned was reach between my legs and shut off that infernal vibrator. The second was to remove the waist chain altogether. Next, he freed my arms and then my ankles, then my wrists and finally my collar. He didn't unbuckle my gag, to my disappointment; I wondered if he had locked it, like everything...