For her first week Amanda was rostered for the "lesbian" class. It wasn't difficult for her to get to these classes. As the instructors had promised, the college timetable made sure all the members of Hanson House had time for both academic work and their training. At the start of her first class Amanda had watched the videos shown to them with only an inte...
Chapter 3: A Favor for My Pet "Baby," Marketa said, "Remember that little thing we did in Paris? My friend is intrigued, she wants to try it...." The words hung in the air. "And?" I replied. "Will you do her the favor?" "Does she know who I am, that it was me?" I asked. "No. All I told her was that it was an 'old friend' who indulged my curiosity. I thi...
At the age of 18, I spent the summer at my parent's country chalet. Our neighbour had promised them that he would keep an eye on me. He lived there year round and was always alone. Our family came on the week-ends and I would be alone during the week. André, the neighbour, would often come for supper with us and he proposed to my parents to take me for thre...
I stand over you. Restrained, helpless, and hooded, you don't yet realize I'm here, but you still fight. I hold a covered plate, the first food to come near you in days. I take off the cover and the scent of a delicate soup fills the room. Your lips twitch, but you refuse to beg. I crouch down and whisper in your ear. "Are you prepared to give me your oath?...
Content warnings: while everything that happens in this story is consensual, it has various "consensual non-consent" (CNC) themes, as well as CNC mind control, CNC mind clouding, CNC preference warping, etc. Nobody gets traumatized and everyone enjoys or is cool with everything that happens. Also contains somewhat psychedelic body distortion. Some themes th...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Every Wednesday afternoon, like clockwork, Judy headed down to the small strip mall nearby and the old movie theater for her fix of old movies. The old man who operated the theater knew her by sight, but she had never shared her name in the three years she had been coming h...
All characters are at least 18 years old. Be advised that since I am British, I will use many British spelling for words. Such as favour instead of favor, honour instead of honour, and so on. *** Taylor paused by the doorway, looking back down the way he had come down for signs of anyone. The last class ended around an hour ago, there would still be a few...
For a few years now I have thought of summarizing my experiences as a dominator of married couples, a "Bull," to put it in the vernacular. I don't like the term, but there it is. I'm nearing 50, and therefore must consider retirement from this venture pretty soon. I want my leaving the arena to be my idea, not something implied by an unsatisfied couple who w...
Carol looked at the paper in her hand. He'd told her to be there at 7:00 P.M. and to not be late. She'd left her home in plenty of time, so it came as no surprise that she was there 15 minutes early. Her long, slim fingers were clean of all polish and her face was clear of all make-up, just like he'd told her it needed to be. She was supposed to come to him...
A flimsical little tale that I planned to put into the exhibitionist category, but decided to go for broke and risk the furnace of loving wives. It's short, no real ending and no hot sex, so if that's not your thing, then don't read it and get upset please. To the others - enjoy. ++++++++++++++++ The party started out as so many of them had started befor...