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I Pay the Price Ch. 04

by Bibliophile on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

Author's Note: I've received some requests to continue this storyline, even though I thought it had come to a natural conclusion with Ch. 3. Being a man and therefore completely unable to resist most female requests (especially if they're reasonable), I've tried to oblige. I'm not sure if it will be as well-received, but I did enjoy writing it and it's anoth...

Trapped as a sissy in a fanasy world.

by Duke Montefort on Nov 14, 2019
Fetish

Eugene has an obsession with video games almost shutting out his friends and family. Feeling they have no choice the family begs a videogame company to help them bond with him. The company agrees they test the family can beta test the game, and bond. They even promised that he could not come out until he had properly bonded with each family member seprately....

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Trapped in a Fembot

by Shassar on Sep 26, 2017
Science Fiction

{if start game = true}You slowly open your eyes and wake up. For some reason you are in a dentist's chair, your hands bound in place against the armrests with thick leather straps. It's dark, but not dark enough for you to not be able to see around you. The room is covered in white all over, with a very 'medical' smell in the air. There's a table nearby with...

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How to Write a Good Sex Scene

by dweaver999 on Sep 18, 2017
How To

I have to admit, it seems a little strange for someone like me to be writing a how to article on writing good sex scenes. Anyone who's read my profile knows that I have the absolute least amount of experience with real world sex possible, none. Yet, if reader response to my stories is any gauge, I seem to know what I'm doing (If I don't, will someone please...

Ruthie's Story Ch. 02

by Wifetheif on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

The next morning Master Paul woke me gently and had me set to work on his impressive morning wood. Master Paul could convey so much with his body language or a gesture. His quietness combined with his power and sensitivity were, in many ways, a real turn on. After preparing me for the day. He allowed me to watch as he taped up the box that held all of my clo...

Black Women are Goddesses Ch. 04

by Samuelx on Sep 11, 2017
BDSM

Hey, there. My name is Geneva Ambrose. A six-foot-three, busty and big-bottomed, dark-skinned, twenty-something Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I am a state police officer. And one of the toughest chicks you will ever meet. At night, I am a BDSM fanatic. Does that surprise you? It really shouldn't. There are lots of Black m...

Aboriginal Women into Black Men

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Born in the City of Winnipeg, Manitoba, to an Anishinaabe First Nations father, Louis Okunnug, and an Irish-Canadian mother, Eileen O'Reilly, Lilianna Okunnug grew up torn between two completely different worlds. After the divorce was finalized, Lilianna's mother returned to the City of Galway, Ireland, and raised her there. At the age of eighteen, Lilianna...

Locktober

by Raklos on Sep 26, 2020
Fetish

Welcome to Locktober. A month of denial with your privates locked away and inaccessible. This game adds a bit of spice to the experience by teasing you a little every day, under the watchful eye of a cruel but fair dominant. Remember: read just one chapter a day and don't clear your internet cookies this month. Start Game Mode and begin your adventure in fru...

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All-inclusive with Benefits Ch. 04

by dutchpantyraider on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

The next morning Em and I awoke with Sam in between us, laying on her back. I lay on my left side, my left hand underneath Sam's right buttock, the fingers in her ass crack, My right hand cupped her left breast. Sam's right hand held on to my pecker, and her left hand was buried between Em's legs. Em had two fingers of her left hand inside Sam's pussy, her t...

Crowning Glory

by Spoox on Dec 24, 2019
Fantasy

Baron Bartholomew cracked open the door of his daughter's bedchamber. Like the Lord's prayer, it was a dawn ritual he had developed after the death of his eldest son. He gazed upon the young woman in proud silence, watching her chest rise and fall under the rich silk sheets he had brought back from Palestine. Christine looked safe while locked in her dreams....

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