In the year 3128, humankind has managed to survive (barely), but there have been major societal changes. Due to a terrible plague that has affected only the male of the species, the number of men in the overall population is a little less than 1%. The patriarchy has been upended and religion has changed completely, all the old religions are gone and they hav...
As he woke he felt the repeated and overwhelming need to see her, be in her presence, and be under her spell, his glorious and wonderful Mistress. She had banned him from any contact with her now for days, sending him away to entertain himself, and he truly, deeply hated it. She was testing him, he knew that, and now, days later, he understood why. She wante...
The metal tips of her stiletto shoes clicked against the black and white chequer board floor tiles; each step instinctively, without thought or effort, alternating between black and white. As she made her stately progress across the tiled floor she mused on the aptness of the symbolism that reflected the extremities of the world she inhabited and held sway o...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** I have an aunt who is a stone fox. She's 5'7", dark brown hair, works out daily, and could literally be a photographer's model. She also has a magnificent pair of ta-tas with gorgeous, well-defined, dark pink nipples. Now you're probably wondering how I know about my aunt's nipples...
A small bar full of lonely people, like every other in New York. The night has grown old. Each breath is stained with either the musk of beer or the sweet sting of liquor. The steps of all sway the same. Shoulders knock down the narrow corridor to the bathroom. Cigarette smoke is exhaled in a stockroom where the runner was sent to get a new keg. It follo...
The front door opens. Just a crack. The gold-plated security chain pulls tight. A face peeks past the edge tilted at a forty-five-degree angle. A waterfall of straight, black hair rushes down several inches past her shoulders angling away from her face. Her deep, dark eyes intriguing in their blackness. "Brandon?" she quizzes. "Yes. Brandon Beasley. . . Di...
I stood at my bedroom window, looking into the backyard of the house next door. Lynn Dawson was lying in the sun, on a chaise lounge, wearing a yellow bikini. The bikini was not extremely small but on Lynn's perfect body, it did not have to be. She was about five feet, eight inches tall and had thick, wavy, shoulder length blond hair which she usually wore...
xMost of the shoppers in the ladies' dress department are women, but there are a few men. They see the beautiful young blonde girl with the big breasts jiggling sexily as she walks, narrow waist, long legs and the striking green eyes, wearing a very short filmy silk dress, seamed stockings and unbelievably high heels, choosing several different items from th...
I was taken into a room with a crucifix-like stand and lashed to it; both Miranda and Althea commented on how it would be a fitting end to the day, if I were lashed by the maid for good measure. I sagged at the crucifix as the latex maid cracked her bullwhip expertly; my cock did anything but sag as I watched her gracefully wicked movements in the mirrors, t...
Screams coursed their way up the stairs like baleful ghosts rising up from the fen. They always did, as men and a goodly number of women were tortured in the bowels of the queen's castle. It was a sick duty to assist in these wretches' torments, and the Huntsman was pleased that at least it wasn't his duty today. It had been in the past, to flay the skin fr...