The phone rings and I sleepily reach over to answer it. Who would be calling me at this hour? I looked at the clock. It read Five AM. I pick up the receiver and answer with a half asleep tone in my voice. "Hello?" "Slave I want you prepared for my return. Do I make myself clear?" "Yes Master." I reply. Now fully awake. "Good." He says and hangs up. I...
My name is Eric. No, that's not my real name and I don't look especially Scandinavian. I'm in my late thirties and reasonably fit – I work out regularly – but other than that I'm pretty much an average looking guy. Five ten, not short but not too tall, brown hair, eyes. In a crowd you wouldn't pick me out, I look like just another guy. Nevertheless, in the...
I have written about my girlfriend Kendra before. I am a lucky man to have her. She is in her 40's and beautiful with a great body and outgoing personality. She loves me for who I am and with all of my flaws. I suppose a major flaw on my list of many would be the strange sexual fetishes I have. Granted, she also likes some of them including bondage and the v...
This story illustrates my most recent tease, denial, and cuckold fantasy told from the woman's point of view. If you dislike stories where the women are strong and dominant and the men serve and are submissive, then go find another story to read and criticize. ********** I didn't think I'd be writing again, but last Sunday I had a wonderful time with my...
... All across campus students took advantage of the situation by throwing parties. Lindsey awoke the next day with a headache. She was wearing only her panties, but fortunately she was alone in her room. A glance at the clock showed that it was still early, but she had to pee. She threw on a shirt and staggered to the bathroom, using the break to try and...
Disclaimer: The type of play depicted in this story could do you permanent harm, physically and/or emotionally. Don't try this or any other blood play without a piercing professional somewhere nearby. Special thanks to KM for editing beyond the call of duty. All the errors you encounter are mine. He smiled at me from across the small round table. It was a s...
Thankfully Mistress allowed me a few days to recover from my ordeal before making any strenuous demands of me. In fact she was unusually charitable, allowing me to lick her pussy and ass every day for the next few days. I was, of course, deliriously happy with this arrangement and wished that it could always be this way, but of course it couldn't. In the m...
Summary: Jasmine responds to most common questions asked by readers. Thanks to: Tex Beethoven, thor_ph, Robert, and Wayne for editing. 20 Questions I get asked a lot of questions about myself and my writing. There was even an article by Bob_Aganoush called Literotica Authors 02: silkstockingslover. This makes me think I should go into more detail. So her...
The club used to be a pub, so the ground floor is the typical bar-centre layout opened up, dance floor to the front, seating at the rear with two staircases at the back leading to the repurposed cellar. A vintage 'No Smoking At the Bar' sign has been amended to read 'No Fucking At the Bar" and the barman jabs his finger at it, as he tells one pretty young ma...
Her name used to be Dr. Sinaya Martin. She used to be able to give medical care, diagnose diseases, and do all the duties expected of a medical professional. Four men looked down at her as she slept, drugged into a coma. Each remembered the feel of her sleek body, the sound of her moans of helpless passion, and felt a tug at their groins even as their stomac...