In Chapter One, my slave emmy and I met Lindsay Lohan in New York City, on her 18th birthday. She had just been dumped by her boyfriend Wilmer Balderrama, and our kindness led her to spend the day with us... a day that ended with my taking Lindsay's virginity. After her orgasm, emmy, now nude, crawled onto the bed with us. I smiled as I saw my slave crawl i...
Warning! This story includes very heavy BDSM, rough sex, anal fucking and other nasty stuff. As usual there is also a romance but it is secondary to the stroke. Another caveat: I don't write with a dictionary or a thesaurus at my side. I use words which are familiar to me---words I use in daily conversation. I am not writing stories for children. If you are...
The lost girl felt stirrings within the Dream. They were coming now. The Three. Malcolm Gerstein turned the ghostmobile into the driveway of the abandoned cider mill, stealing one last glimpse of Persephone's ample cleavage in the rearview mirror, before setting the parking breaks on the van. For her part, Persephone Orisha continued to stare at the blond...
Kitty, wake up! Kitty, are you ok? Kitty, can you hear me? Kitty, wake up! I heard the words echoing in my ears for several minutes as the Lieutenant shook me to rouse me from my sleep. As much as I wanted to return to the real world, I also wanted to remain in my unconscious state to explore the meaning of what I had just witnessed. Most would say that I j...
DISCLAIMER from Author: The acts of auto-erotic asphyxiation expressed in this story is not recommended to be performed under inexperienced circumstances. This is written by an experienced breath play fetishist and in no way gives encouragement to the inexperienced without them doing all necessary precautions including education. This is pure erotica enter...
DISORIENTATION Melissa licked her lips and glanced around. Parking in an alley like this made her nervous; no matter that she'd found a spot directly below the lone streetlamp. She looked at the directions in her hand again. They'd been very specific, leading her all the way from the hotel where she'd expected her rendevous to be to the rear of this strip m...
1 JAN -- MAR (party guest, first day) "What do you like sexually?" "Everything except pain," Sage replied, not knowing on that day in early January just how much her life was about to change in a very short period of time. Sage was on a coffee date with the man who was to become her Master. His vanilla male self contacted her vanilla female self on a pop...
This story is the eighth in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures and is easily my darkest offering yet, since it introduces our plucky heroine to the murky world of BDSM. As usual, it is mainly based on characters found in the early Batman comics and that wonderful '60s TV series, but with the timeline brought up to date. Warning! This fictional story co...
Vidi, vici, veni I fumbled for my watch. "Christ! Is that the time?" Gina, of course, was gazing ceilingward in glassy-eyed bliss and could not reply. I scrambled into my clothes and hailed a cab, and as it carried me to London Bridge Station I rang the client and gave some excuse for my lateness. This particular client was based in an inconveniently remo...
Heather called York on skype as he was getting dressed for his daily workout. When the video opened, she looked at his face and it took her several seconds to realize it was York because he had shaved. "Holy shit you're white," Heather said after a long silence. "What prompted that?" "Just kind of felt like it," York said, talking about his face making him...