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Ascension

by BrazenFellow on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

She was a redhead. Pale, with a dusting of light freckles over the top of her chest and, to match her Gaelic blood, vibrantly bright green eyes. Her eyes were narrowed to slits and her full lips moved with the rising and falling rhythms of Aramaic. In the points of the circled pentagram carved into the basalt floor of this room, stood long beeswax tapers. Wa...

Slaughter House

by PoOs_EEEE on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

It’s a late night, after the slaughter house has shut down. You told me to wait for you in the carving room. I sit on a hard cold metal table in the middle of the dark, dark room. As my the back of my thighs touch the table my nipples get incredible hard and a shiver runs up my spine. My pussy begins to get wet with anticipation, I want to rub it through the...

Show Me

by Cockatoo on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The ugly little plastic gargoyle perched on my computer screen has bright blue eyes now. They used to be beady little black eyes, but I found a bottle of glittery nail polish (don't ask) and fixed them. Much better. Now it'll remind me of what happened yesterday. I should explain. The gargoyle is part of a nameplate like you'd find on somebody's desk. The n...

The Bachelor Party

by hydrangealawrence on Nov 4, 2019
Erotic Couplings

It's just after eleven and I still have four hours on the clock. I'm working a bachelor party and I am not feeling it at all. Half the serving staff didn't show up at my restaurant job, I was locked out of cosmetology class, and I got a $200 speeding ticket on the way to the club. To top it all off, the party is full of coked-up prep school douchebags wh...

Milking the Cow

by Kalies on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

I studied my handiwork on Daniel. It was not bad. Black spots now randomly decorate his nude body. I took the last piece of the costume in and gestured him to turned around. Daniel reluctantly offered me his ass. He was not exactly keen on the cow play or having his ass plugged with a real cow's tail, purchased for him by yours truly from a slaughterhouse...

Fuck Tourette's Syndrome 1

by maxdname on Mar 27, 2019
Humor & Satire

Here is some stuff that I wrote that made me laugh. Hope it does you, too [what the fuck does that mean?]. * I have a great-grandmother, still alive at 92 years old... but we're not close... I owe her money. My attorney wants me to "wait her out." I was a victim of identity theft not too long ago. But the guy turned himself in... He was afraid I'd ruin HI...

Still Life With Teeth

by CreamyLady on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I am so hungry. Dieting isn't fun, is it? All one can think of is food, feeding, dining, supping, lunching, breakfasting, breaking the fast -- all right. Stuffing one's face. But I am so very very very hungry. It is a very hot and sunny day, and I've found a nice shady spot in front of the Art Building. I'm pale, of course. The sun is brutal to my white ski...

Life at Honnouji Academy

by TeddyBearAcid on Sep 16, 2016
Fan Fiction

Your day begins the same as it always does; you wake up, brush your teeth, throw on your school uniform, and toss a piece of toast in your mouth as you scurry out the front door. You quickly make your way around the corners and through the alleys of your beat up little town and come upon a cable car stationed at the foot of a hill. As usual, the struggle to...

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Taken By Tiffany Ch. 03

by Autarchic4Ever on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

The day after my initiation I was miserable. Fortunately it was a Saturday so I didn't have to go to work, but I DID have to go to the store. As if walking alone wasn't hard enough, sitting in the hot car seat was pure misery. I was wearing a short skirt with no panties as commanded by my new mistress. I was not allowed to remove my collar, so I had the new...

Welcome to the M.I.L.K. Pt. 01

by CKline on May 22, 2018
Fetish

Dear Diary, Not even two weeks after I finally graduate from high school and I got a letter, it's from the Bureau of Human Resources; I have been drafted into becoming a "governmentally employed milk distributor". Whatever that means. I know that America hasn't used cows for dairy products in, like, twenty years but I've never even been to a farm. This soun...