Note- This is just an homage to the work of Ian Fleming. I do not own the rights to his writings. xxx Berlin, October 1951. x Jane Moneypenny shrieked again as her tormentor assaulted her exposed vagina for the umpteenth time. The prickling of cool sweat on her naked skin merged with the wetness between her legs and the damp curls of her hair on her fore...
Having shown the porter out, Misty made her way back to her bed, and sitting down upon it, opened the letter. She was thrilled, it was from Valentina, and this was the first time Misty had seen the other woman's elegant script, or even touched something that Valentina had touched. She didn't start reading right away, rather she held the letter up to her fac...
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Chapter 10: The Trainer Rachel and Allison took Ross from the private area and led him handcuffed, to the main facility. He was cleaned up to the point that it wasn't obvious that he and Allison had just had a private training session. He looked a little bit worn, but there was a definite happy expression on his face. They led him into the main facility sti...
Disclaimer: This is a requested sexual fantasy....no trademark infringement is meant and any resemblance to the television show or it's characters is purely a gross figment of our imagination. Chief Medical Officer’s Med Log: Stardate; 14014.0837 Footnote* Cancel Captain Picard’s tea and crumpets every Thursday, and reschedule Commander Data for prosthet...
Author's foreword— Check out my previously posted submissions here on Literotica! This short story is my fifth, so it'd be easier for you to go to my profile and check out my archive of older postings. Enjoy! * * * * * * * In The Year 2127 Deela stepped out of the turbolift and yawned. It had been just another day working in the salt mines—or...
Day One "Miss, umm," the doctor glances at the papers on her desk, "Miss Shimizu, you must understand that this procedure is experimental. We have obtained permission to begin tests on humans since our tests on animals were not harmful in anyway and show great promise." The woman tilts her head down a little, lowers her glasses farther down her nose to look...
Elisabeth Dowling was well known. She had a talent for litigation, which revolved about her ability to sink her immaculately done nails into her victims, holding them immobile while she sank her fangs into the jugular. She looked the part too, well tailored pinstriped suits, thick high heels, (which made her 5’10” height even more imposing) silk blouses, and...
known my doctor for a number of years and I trust him. So here I sit, finding myself lying to him. "Your blood pressure is up a little bit, Sam. Any changes in your life that might account for that?" "Umm, yeah. Work has been a bit stressful lately, Doctor." How would he have reacted if I would have said, "Actually, Doc, I'm fucking two young women less...
"Now she seems ready for 'stretching," says 'The Doctor'. "Who would like to assist?" He asks. Stella and two of the unknown men step forward. They take long cords from Tanya and you watch in fascinated terror as they thread them through the three rings around your pussy and knot them securely. Stepping back they take up the tension on the thin ropes. Your a...