She is embalmed in white hospital sheets, also a stiff white blanket that makes her look as though she is wrapped in bandages. She lays still against a thin plastic pillow, covered with a crisp, starched case. Every so often her mouth moves, a cavity which is not really a mouth at all, but a puckered hole without lips or teeth. It is dry. She needs water. Sh...
Joe was banging away at the blonde in the missionary position for all he was worth. She seemed to enjoy it, but try as he might he could not bring her to orgasm. Never in his life had Joe been unable to satisfy a woman -- until now. It had become an obsession with him. For six weeks he had been screwing her now at least once a day and still he was no closer...
I think that the feminists were right to point out the problem of sexual harassment. However, one barrier to effectively addressing this problem may be a common perception – and perhaps misperception -- that men are always those making crude sexual remarks or gestures and women are always those embarrassed or offended. The Kellie Pickler song, "Things That...
I just wanted a quiet life; I never wanted to cause any trouble. Of course there are those who will say I was born to cause trouble. My mama is one of them. She told me often enough about the night I was born. It was a dark night, no moon, no stars to be seen and she went into labor. Papa got her tucked into his old Buick and took off down the road like his...
Kevin Smith urgently unzipped his trousers and unbuttoned his shirt as Bianca, wearing just a lacy flame-colored bra and thong set and her favorite Jimmy Choo mules, calmly smoked a cigarette and stared at the rain pouring outside the window. Manhattan looked gloomy that night. Bianca and Kevin had gone to Café Rouge, where a cocktail turned into seven and...
I am my Master's slut. He has owned me, body, mind and soul for only a short period of time now, yet unfortunately due to distance, we have not actually met in person. This wonderful, generous Master has given permission to me, his slut, to write an ode to his cock, and what a magnificent cock it is. When he is not yet fully aroused, Master's cock is at le...
These are just some thoughts of mine on what a pet should do for it’s mistress, I’ve been owned by my mistress for a long while now, and have never been happier. Though you may disagree with my ideas, or may not even feel you need my advice, here it is anyway… I simply feel the need to say it, and this is as good of a place as any. 1. A good pet should alwa...
After their rather eventful dinner, Synthia was more than half-tempted to instruct the taxi driver to take the two of them back to their hotel rather than to the theater; she was still so aroused that what she really wanted at the moment was to be taken several times by her Master, the first hard and fast and explosive, and the second slower, lovingly, and m...
I took my time soaping up my hands almost making a show of it. She needed release and release she would get. I traced a finger down her spine and delved into the crack of her bottom. I lined up and plunged one finger into her little puckered anus cleaning it thoroughly. I could hear her moan as the feelings of shame submission and arousal engulfed her as she...
Readers: this letter is real. my feelings are real. . . i am ALWAYS eager for feedback. . . but there is ONE particular person i want to find this submission. . . . consider this an act of rebellion. . . . i had planned on merely emailing this to you, but decided this way would be a quite public way of pushing your (and my) limits . . . . to everyone else. ....