The challenging option... I ......................................... (hereafter referred to as 'slave'), agree this day ....../ ...... / ................. to be bound by the terms of this agreement as laid out below, for a period of one year. 1. Slave's cock will be completely under the control of Mistress at ALL times. 2. Slave will wear a chastity de...
Oral Sex & a Woman's Ubiquitous Hair Ribbon The Wildest Night of Your Life! SECRET FOR WOMEN ONLY I'm serious, guys. Please get your significant other to read this; it is a surprise for you and your reading it will only ruin the sensuous gift in store for you! Hey, guys, stop now if you're still reading! Okay, are we alone? Here's what you are going to d...
Someone asked if there would be a sequel to "When did you start shaving?" There will not be, but the question suggested explaining my attitude about writing stories here. I have to apologize for this not having been approved immediately; it was too short. I have added some additional thoughts on the subject. I hope you find this interesting, that you maybe a...
A rambling essay, with no outline plotted out beforehand, with no starting point other than a vague recollection that a constellation of thoughts of some seeming significance flashed through mind's night sky, some fading remembrance of its shape, maybe ought to confess itself as such at the outset. It starts, necessarily, with a title that is a little vague....
Copyright Oggbashan May 2005 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. ******************************* The unrestricted use of Free Speech is bound to offend someone. The right to say or write something controversial is precious. What I say may give offence. What other people say may offend me. Free Speech is a recip...
To understand my weariness and cynicism, you must understand that there are insufficient Dommes in this world, that most of those are already committed to slaves and submissives, that of those remaining many are -- well -- not to everyone's tastes. Not that I am to everyone's taste, I might add, but I'm relatively young and still manage to look pretty good i...
Authors note: In some parts of this story, there will be Conditions, so you will need the "Start Game" button or the story will not make any sense. The Stories where you need it will be marked as such. Edit note: Originally this was planned as a little collection of Whorehouses and the events which take place in them but I realized quickly, that th...
Sorry, this isn't an erotic story. It's more like a self- confession. It's an issue that is always on my mind, and yet I can't seem to make it a reality. Here we go... So, I guess like a lot of guys, I consider myself straight. Well, that's not quite true. I hate the term bi-curious but I guess, for lack of a better term, let's say I'm bi-curious. What I me...
After Sally left me, I was heartbroken, I slowly started rebuilding my life. I re-arranged the house, partly to remove her influences but more importantly to keep me busy. In the bottom of the wardrobe I found an old shoebox, guessing it was old shoes ( I have a habit of putting the worn out shoes in the box of the replacement pair and throwing them out mon...
On Sunday night we got around to our homework. Carol the marriage counsellor had told us to spend some time having a cuddle with our pyjamas on this week. No sex, no kissing - just 20 minutes of awkwardness before going to sleep. We could have been reading or watching a show from NetFlix, the laptop balanced on our knees. Instead, I'm holding Wendy around he...