Chapter One: Illiana ...Or Liana for short. Regardless, when I woke up it seemed as if my life was about to end. So, my name didn't matter anymore. Not that anyone cared, that is. My vision returned with a headache and sudden rush of other feelings. My arms were over my head and bound by leather straps chains that led to a hook on a post. I began to hyperve...
Authors Note: This is the first of the stories I wrote with Summer as the main character although it's the second one I've published here (see "The Shower"). I'd love to know what you think and if you are interested in following her sexual exploits give me a follow. ************************* Summer and I go way back. Way back if you count my teenage fantas...
Thought returned in slow waves. Mia became aware of several hands on her body, along with the touch of wet sponges and the smell of soap. Sudsy water slipped across her form, down her every muscle, and into every crevice. She cooed when it washed over her asshole, then her heavy balls. The hands moved to her phalli, reaching deep into her sheaths to wash eve...
The first week of summer, 2017, was an interesting one for me, I should know, I lived it long enough. I'd watched countless movies on what was happening to me, thought it was just stuff of fiction but there I was, living the same five days over and over again. Sounds fun right? It was the first few times, once I figured out it was happening I started to lear...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. I have realised that I am NEVER going to complete all my part-wr...
On a warm Friday afternoon, Jake "Action Jackson" Baxter stalked like a tiger pacing his cage. Jake was ready to sell a new car to every customer who walked through the showroom door; positive they would leave with a set of keys and a stiff monthly payment and a smile on their face. Jake was the top dog at Costa Mesa BMW. He knew it, the owner knew it, an...
I immediately knew I wanted the plain black sweater on the closest rack to the left. It was cut off at the belly button, but it looked warm and cozy. It clung tightly to the mannequin, the breasts noticeably perky under the fuzzy fabric and highlighting the curves inward to the hips. Tight sleeves came down about halfway to the elbow. It wasn't particularly...
7. First Night of Slavery. Chloe dressed and followed Ben up to her apartment, then she unlocked the door and they went inside. Ben quickly grabbed Chloe and forced her against the wall, kissing her even more passionately than he had in the elevator. They kissed for several minutes before they finally came up for air. "Oh god, Master, no one's ever kissed...
Mistress Deborah stood in front of a naked, kneeling slave; I had answered her invitation, coming to her house; her shaved pussy only an inch from my face. Her pussy's feminine aroma "rushed" through my nostrils like Amyl Nitrite [poppers]; it made my head spin; my cock's tumescence provided the best display an average six inch cock could give-but you could...
We didn't call my father and ask him to come home. There had been enough challenges to his authority. We waited for him to return. If he didn't ask what we had discussed I would bring it up. When we were most of the way through dinner it was pretty obvious he wasn't going to bring it up. He had relented and agreed not to use my wedding as a commercial promo...