© This is written by me, and can be reproduced for your enjoyment, however not if it is reproduced on an internet pay site, or any other medium; without compensation for me --- the writer. Thanks to my friend "SirBosk" for edit and addition of a few ideas! ____________________ This story is fiction. It is meant to be read by adults. Children under t...
Background I am a soldier/spy caught and captured on the wrong side of the border. I am to be questioned, interrogated and tortured to find out why I was there. You, the Domme are the interrogator as BDSM, humiliation and sex has become an effective tool to get answers from prisoners. I am naked, on a bed, ankles tied to bedposts. My hands are in restraint...
I was driving back to the city after visiting some friends. I was listing music and thinking at the football match I was going to watch that night. Suddenly, on the road, I saw a woman hitchhiking. It was late afternoon, but quite hot and she must have been all sweaty waiting for someone to stop. Suddenly, I slowed down, and eventually stopped the car just a...
I never thought my first encounter involving a CD would be with me as the CD, but strange are the ways of sensual exploration. I had answered an ad looking for a man who wanted to play in stockings and panties. After establishing my submissive nature (and torturing me with wonderful photographs of CDs in bondage), the man at the other end of the ad had persu...
Erectile Dysfunction. Just a fancy name for something that doesn't work. Sometimes you can't get a hard-on. Sometimes you get a hard-on but it's not hard enough to use for anything. Sometimes you get a hard-on but it doesn't last until the job is done. Sometimes you get a hard-on and get to fuck your wife with it. I've been fighting this for about 3 years....
Julie walked into the antique shop, she had seen a drawing in the window she felt draw too, a man of about 60 moved forward as she approached the counter. "Can I help you mam"? "It's the drawing in the front window, can I have a closer look please"? "I'll get my son to serve you ,he knows more about it". The old man shuffled away to be replaced by a youn...
Hey guys, I'm back with part two of His Sissy Randi... Thank you for soo much love on the previous story. As always, please send feedback (positive or negative) to my profile. Please read part 1 before this, or you will not have full context. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ I looked at the makeup bottles...liquid eyeliner and mascara, lipstick, and some jewelery. He came to...
This story is based on what may be an urban myth from my college days. A fraternity brother told me about the incident after my own adventure, described in my story "Pledge Class Payback" so I believe it to be true. When I asked about it, no one could remember the actual names or years or the fraternity. However, it fed my imagination and inspired me to writ...
You agreed to play my games for the night. You were my first, my only, and therefore you figured it wouldn't be much of anything and humoured me. Fortunately, I had been doing my research. When you got home I was nowhere to be found. You climbed the stairs and saw that the large four-posted bed in our room had been freshly made up with black sheets. On the...
Chapter 1 Marcie Takes Control Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincident...