I wake up the next morning spooning you from behind. You're quiet, so I assume you're still asleep. Your hair is in my face and I breathe deeply in the scent of it and of your skin. Despite our showers I can also smell your pussy. The scent of you brings back the memories of the passionate night before and it's intoxicating. My cock stirs to life a little so...
Author's note: This story is set in the universe created by 3D artist Dizzydills. While you don't need to read through his works to understand this story, it can help! Thanks to Bianca Rose and Borsten for editing this story. ***** Part I: Processing When Sylvia Summers arrived at the automated outpost, she could instantly see the problems that lay a...
Sensitivity Training Part 8: Back to the Island (While this can be read as a stand- alone story, it is probably best to start at the beginning of the series. For those of you looking for Beercan, he will pop up in the middle of the story.) ***** A HISTORY AND DESCRIPTION OF THE ISLAND The Island itself is a very expensive proposition, but it was really...
Helen stood looking at the phone, her knuckles pressed against her teeth, willing herself to pick it up and dial! Eventually she did, but only to slam it down again before it chance to ring at the other end! 'One deep breath' she told herself, 'then ring him!' She squared her mental shoulders, breathed deeply and dialled. "Hello?" "Graham?" "Yes." "I...
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After the girls released me, we all headed for the shower to spent a playful half hour. Then we went into the kitchen to fix breakfast. The twins had discovered some boxes of muffin mix and now they insisted on making them. I found them a couple of old aprons and sat back to watch the most interesting cooks I had ever seen. Imagine, if you will, two lovely w...
Once again he had arrived at mother-in-law's house; the sneering 60 year old woman, plump and still very attractive, assertive and supremely confident, laughed as she accepted the key to his cock cage from her equally dominant daughter, who left with her lover for Vegas for a week. Rex's cock stirred in its tight confinement as it always did when he was lef...
I was very sore when I got home with my husband after the giving my two favorite sailors a sendoff and being gang-banged in a parking lot. Together we surveyed the damage inflicted on my poor body. I took of my dirty dress and gazed in the full-length mirror. Most apparent were my poor breasts. They were all red and bruised. They were very swollen and hung d...
Fiona Brown slipped a finger through the slick wetness of her cunt, as her masked pet was choked back on the leash as he masturbated on his knees. She stood in regal triumph in the comfort of her room at the Palace, the East End publication presented to her by the astute women slavers, open at the picture which confirmed the extent of her dominance so graphi...