Chapter 2 -- Cleaning Day Calliope woke alone in her own bed to the silence of the house. Rubbing her eyes she sat up and looked around for a clock. There wasn't one and she wondered about that as she slipped from the bed. Padding quietly through the bathroom that linked their two rooms she peaked into Padraic's room listening to his heavy breathing and rea...
"O Aphrodite, Intoxicating Goddess of Love. Please accept the sacrifice of my body to Your pleasure, to Your whims and fancy. I humbly surrender myself to Your use. Do with this most unworthy vessel what Your Magnificence desires. I patiently await Your coming." The pale, smooth-skinned blonde youth flung his loincloth aside and bent his head in submission....
Katsumi opened her eyes, only to see that it was nearly pitch black. She shut them again, trying to stir her limbs. She was barely able to move before the ropes stopped her, stubbornly holding her naked body in place. Her arms were folding behind her back and thoroughly tied to each other and her chest, ropes running just above and below her breasts. Her a...
Part III: Bound in Shadows "That's her," Terren said with a sneer. "The one who killed Master Fyrio. His little slut." Annie glared at the coachman with contempt. She had given him the opportunity to be free, and he had gone running back to the slavemasters. She could imagine nothing lower. "You like being a slave, bastard?" she cried. "You followed us to...
Night One The blond girl hung her head in shame. She had displeased her master yet again! She was no novice, or at least so she thought. She had been playing the game for months now. Why, oh why, did she forget the clamp?? The one little item, the one most important little item!! Hadn't he said specifically to wear it to his house that night? What a disappo...
Part 2 - The Bones of the Victorian In the late afternoon, sunlight filtered by redwood branches fell across my desk in Connie's attic room. A dozen pages of ruled yellow paper lay in a half circle across the desk. I had a strange writing style in which the major ideas and dialog were captured in longhand. The next day, I would spend an hour or two typing i...
Author's note: Dr Sara's reminiscences continue in this chapter. As in previous chapters, all participants are 18 years of age or older, and all events described are consensual. Chapter 7. Sara came out of the toilet stall and washed her hands. Her daughter Mary was waiting for her outside the Ladies toilet. "Bloody hell, mam," she said with a wicked grin...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** What reason did she have for keeping this door locked? She had never been secretive, never sought to conceal anything before, especially from her sister, but this door seemed to be an exception. Fiona looked around her, there was a short three-drawer cabinet against the duck-egg b...
Ray awoke to the unfamiliar sight of the soft glow of predawn light from the window and a throbbing pain in his cock and balls. He instinctively grabbed them, only to be surprised by the feeling of warm metal. The surprise morphed into anger as he remembered the events of yesterday. The sharp ache at the base of his swollen penis showed no signs of abating....
Journey of Punishment Day Two: Stinging Anal. Her ass was still sore from yesterday's violation, but nevertheless she persisted. She returned to the same rest stop, again deserted, and in the bathroom she yanked her pants to her ankles and sat on the plug, opening up her anal ring. When it came to the bulge, she took deep breaths and focused on her legs be...