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HypnoSissy: Becoming a Cocksucker

by silkstockingslover on Sep 18, 2017
Fetish

Summary: Straight guy watches porn tapes that are not what they seem. Note 1: Thanks to hfernandez1983 for the story idea and the intriguing revelation that hypno sissy videos exist in the first place. Note 2: Of course, all participants are at least 18-years-old. Note 3: Thanks to goamz86, Robert, DomMasterJim and Wayne for editing. Category: This...

Altared States

by wonderful on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

“Let’s celebrate,” said Annie. “Phillip and Ivan are in town for another night, the deal’s closed, the millions are locked in, you’re not working tomorrow morning, I’m feeling kinda special and want to be treated that way … any argument?… thought not … I’ll book the restaurant.” Rule one, don’t argue with Annie when she’s in party mode, rule two, hold on ti...

Djinn: Tiamat's Gift

by soiledprairiedove on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Qingu cocked his head watching the delectable mortal as she went through the process of denial that all mortals seemed to do when meeting a god. Her outrage was delicious. It smelled of equal parts desperation and desire. Even though he had been imprisoned for the last hundred thousand years, brought low by Marduk, the son of a hyena and treacherous mate o...

Mystery Turns to Submission Ch. 02

by littlemissnaughtygal on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

"Well how much more of it can you bring out of me?" "How much more do you want me to bring out?" "All of it baby, all of it. I want you to make me your complete cumslut, and even move onto the next level eventually." "The next level? Are you referring to what I think you are referring to?" "Yes Ma'am, that's exactly what I am referring to. I'd love to b...

The Life and Tines of Slave N Ch. 01

by Discordianknot on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

My name is Lauren. Though when I'm at home, I usually answer to "Mistress Lauren," or just "Ma'am." I am a 39-year old woman. I owned my own successful real estate business - so successful I was able to semi-retire by my mid-30s and do quite well day trading and investing. I own and take full advantage of a live-in slave. Her name is N. She used to have anot...

Pussy Worship

by sensual40ukman on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I have made it clear to you. I adore you! So relax. I am going to give you pleasure and I will worship you for as long as it takes, as long as you need. I want you to enjoy it. Don't push yourself, don't be anxious that it will end before you cum. It won't. I am here to give you pleasure, to bring you to an exquisite climax. I want to worship you; worship yo...

All about Master

by slavegirl1029 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

An aching cunt. Desperate to be used! Begging for attention. Wanting, needing, and craving to be used. Fire burning between my legs, as I long to feel my Masters touch. Desperately wanting to just be ravaged. I am given an order to meet you at a hotel. As I arrive, my cunt is throbbing with anticipation. Wetness drips from it. When I arrive, the door is op...

The Day in the Life of a Servant

by crowmeatdpp on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

She woke up in her bedroom. The sheets were spread across the deluxe-sized bed like a bomb had gone off, her long, platinum locks in a halo around her serene, sleeping face. Almost like a goddess, only a goddess has free will. The sleeping beauty was most certainly a beauty. A girl many men would wish to marry, to dedicate their life to chasing. Her most c...

White Girls Better For Black Men?

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Shoot. This stuff feels really good. I smiled to myself as my girlfriend Judy Anne Henriksen worked her strap-on dildo deep into my asshole. I stroked my nine-inch Black cock as my sexy, blonde-haired girlfriend fucked me in the ass. Judy smiled fiercely as she slammed her dildo deeper inside of me. Hot damn. Now this is some seriously kinky stuff. And you k...

Son of the Playhouse

by raself on Sep 15, 2017
Anal

On a damp early Spring afternoon several days after my time up at Melannie’s Playhouse I strolled entranced, the gray light of that cool day glancing starkly off wet pavements. I was no longer sore in every muscle, no longer exhausted. Sounds of workaday traffic whisking by were almost soothing to my ears. I was strangely at peace with the world. There was t...