part 3: Searching the Soul. This is a work of fiction, none of the characters are intended to bear any resemblance to anyone living or dead. Any similarity is purely unintentional. As Jennifer drove home on autopilot, she wrestled with what had happened. Jennifer had found her answer, the secret of the basement, yet she had more questions. What exactly did...
My boss, Joan, had been promoted and was going to move up the corporate food-chain but had forgotten to take me along with her despite all the sacrifice I had made for her success. During the twelve years we had worked together she had every now and then talked about some aspect of her sex life that had really stuck in my mind. I don't know if she did this o...
He walked into my dungeon and knelt. His eyes looked through my boots, but didn't see the polished leather. I hate it when they came to me like this, filled with defeat instead of submission. I used the pointed toe of one boot to lift his chin. It was a moment longer before his eyes also lifted. Whatever it was, this boy had it bad. He'd spill it to me soon...
"You can breathe, right?" Jake asked. There was a slight quiver in his voice as he fastened the buckle behind Summer's head. Without the ability to speak, all Summer could do was nod her head as the ball gag gaped her mouth to the perfect extent. It stretched her lips, pushed back her tongue, and flexed her jaw, but the pain wasn't enough to seriously hurt...
I had no idea what my girlfriend had in mind when she sent the e-mail to my work account telling me to "be ready for a surprise at my place after work today." I immediately replied that I would come by after I had gone home to change from suit and tie to something much more comfortable... then spent the rest of the afternoon trying to anticipate what her dev...
I'm a woman. NO, I don't ask you to judge me. Just read, enjoy, and realise that in my stories I leave out the boring details like putting on condoms, washing up, etc, etc. If you like the story, please leave a comment. If you don't, that's ok too. However.................. Please, if you don't like sex to be fun, dirty, or hopefully both - then DON'T READ...
I love my husband I really do even now after everything. He is my soul-mate and I guess that I'm just unable to stop loving him. I met my husband when I was seventeen and we were a couple until we married when I'd just turned twenty three. Mark went to college but I didn't and in fact I still lived with my parents until the wedding. Mark took my virginity...
I've done a lot of odd things in my time for being a "good girl". I've been tied up, played domination games and made sure to get myself in all sorts of trouble of that sort since I became seriously interested in role-playing and bondage a few years ago. (I am now 21, and a junior in college!) Even so, letting a friend of a friend enter my home on a somewhat...
Anyone looking for simple raucous graphic sex should probably look elsewhere, While this will eventually get there, it might take a while to develop. Also, as you will see, this story could take any number of turns and I'm trying a little experiment. After reading this chapter, readers get to choose the direction of the next chapter. You'll notice a questi...
Sunday dinner with my family is a carbon copy of many in the past, except this time Angie and I keep exchanging little glances and secret smiles, both of us thinking about what we experienced just a few hours earlier. From time to time I force myself to think about something else or join in the conversation when I feel myself starting to lubricate. I am cert...