This is my contribution to the "VALENTINE'S DAY STORY CONTEST 2018" It was a pleasure writing this story and I hope you will enjoy reading it too. As always, comments are appreciated (even critical ones; insulting ones not so much, though...) and I will try to react on them where applicable. And please, vote. All names, characters, situations and inciden...
Chapter 1 --------- A young looking and slight 18-year-old boy sits outside the Headmistress's room, obviously feeling anxious. His legs kick back and forth under the chair and he keeps looking up at the door. His uniform looks unkempt, like he has just thrown it on after Games. After some long, countless minutes elapse, he hears a loud, slow "Come!" from...
The bittersweetness of independence singed through Corinne's body. Finally summiting adolescence at eighteen, she basked in her liberation. With the last of her teenage years among her, she couldn't help but cling onto the passion that had stroked every detail of her life at childhood. B-A-L-L-E-T. Six poetic letters, that together made maturing worth it....
Author's notes. This is chapter two of the fourth Star Wars story I have written. All of my stories (so far) take place between the Yuuzhan Vong War and the Dark Nest Crisis. I would like for you to read my other three Star Wars stories first, but I highly recommend that you read Star Wars: Jedi Tahiri in Bondage, as this story is a direct sequel, although m...
The Vassal Academy. Pt. 13: Josh begins training. Brad shook hands with Devon and turning left his slave, Josh, for the next three weeks in the care of the Academy. Josh had signed the contract and been taken upstairs by Jeannette a few minutes ago. Brad was on his way to inspect production facilities in India, Taiwan, and Japan before returning home. Upo...
I´m a 30 year old woman with a little big problem… I still live with my parents, but this is not the real problem… I mean, I had a problem with myself, with my body more specifically. Well, I'm not very tall, I'm actually short, but that never bothered me. In fact, what made me a shy person and extremely upset about my physical qualities is the fact that I d...
She started, awakening to the sound of several clicks directly in front of her. She felt her wrists being jammed together, joined by an extremely short chain. She could not see, and other than the sound of creaking leather and vinyl, and the clicks of the chains being snapped into place, she could not hear. The only sense available to her was that of smell,...
My wife and I were celebrating our 10th anniversary in Santorini. It was September; the crowds were gone but it was still hot. Tiring of sitting around the pool of our breathtaking but boring hotel, we rented a car and took a drive around the island, coming upon a turnoff onto a road heading down to the water. A sign for Eros beach directed us to the right....
God, I hate tights!!! Come to think of it, I hate tights almost as much as I hate God... but that's another story. 'Pantyhose' my American friends call them; at least that name is as ugly as the garment itself which must have been invented by a man to torture women. Men do that a lot... mammograms; cervical smears; bras. Though come to think of it, almost ev...
Alice let out a sharp hiss as she pulled her nipple and a sigh as she engaged the clamp. Sitting topless at her vanity she could not believe how aroused those fiendish devices made her. Even the knowledge that she was preparing herself for the benefit of another woman failed to keep her from becoming moist. Per Nicole's instructions her hair was done up in a...