This chapter begins the morning after the long Saturday spent with beautiful Za'ana at the closed motel, which had been the perfect venue for her sadistic urges and shit-obsessed sex games. I awoke at sunrise, my bladder full. Thin spandex straps surrounded my hips and occupied my ass crack; I remembered I was wearing thong panties. Taking in my surround...
From the first day that we had sex, I fell in love with Cory's pussy. It tasted delicious, it had a beautiful scent that absolutely drove me wild and it felt like it was made for my cock. We lived together for about a year before getting married and found out that we were both bisexual and both enjoyed variety in sex partners so our relationship started off...
After our great night of fun, Victor had left and we had turned in for the night. Helen and I both woke after a great sleep with nothing but the sweetest of dreams. Helen waited for me to get up too and we both headed to the bathroom to get ready for the day. She helped me shave my entire body again. I showered and cleaned myself up from the night before. On...
Beginnings – The Middle Author's Note: My Owner wishes to inform you that he is not a cuckold. He shares me with others because that is his right. I am his property. And if his friends need a cunt to bed, he will loan me to them. Much the same as if they need a shovel, he will loan that to them. So if you are looking for a cuckold story, you need to look...
This story is fiction based loosely on people, places and events mostly from my life. I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, criticism and ideas for future chapters, but I'm not hearing from anyone. I'm beginning to believe no one, or very few of you, are reading my story so I my have to s...
Chapter 4: Defining Roles Bob drove and Donna rode in the front passenger seat. Junie rode in back looking curiously out the windows. Donna spoke up, "Town is about twenty minutes away. We will go by the clinic first." The town was small and picturesque. There seemed to be a large number of antique stores, art galleries and restaurants lining the streets....
(This one’s considerably longer than most of my recent stories. If there are situations or implements or dialogue that seem a little dated – or writing that seems stilted – that’s only because I wrote the story some time ago. I only just found it again, buried in a pile of old stuff. As usual, your feedback is welcome. Enjoy! – defiant^1) ***** With one th...
I walked down the long corridor off the plane; it didn’t take me long after glancing around to finally see you. Your big smile greeting me in such a way, I knew it had to be my Master. I walked up to you gracefully and you whispered my name into my ear in that sultry way I have heard so many times. I knew this is where I belonged. You took my hand and we...
Unlike my "sisters", in this occupation, I am not strung out on drugs. I have been doing what I have to, to survive. Three years ago I was in a car accident. It left me emotionally scarred. Those scars are still with me. My name is June, and life had been hard through most of jr. high school and high school. My dad, a farmer, had died when I was eleven. My...
With trembling hands, Audrey opened the letter from the tribunal she had just found in her mailbox. "What more could they possibly want from me?" she thought. Standing on the moist lawn in front of her house, wearing only her nightgown, she unfolded the letter, and read the main text in the light of the breaking day : "When you were condemned to have the mi...