Author's note. The following story contains scenes of a black woman in consensual bondage and interracial sex. If you are offended by either of these don't blame me if you read the story. Also, the computer names used in the story do not, as far as I'm aware, refer to any actual people. Chapter one - Two sides of the coin Angela leaned forward in her chair...
The rope creaked a little under my weight, the chafing bite settling more firmly into my wrists. It was looped through a ceiling hook - probably meant for a plant, but light bondage works, too, right? - and secured around the locked doorknob. My boss was officially "out" of his office at this hour. So was I. Unofficially, we had been meeting after hours for...
"What do you want for your birthday?" Wendy asked. It was a hard question to answer, we had everything we wanted, "You know what I want, I want to watch you, how about it?" I replied, "it would be a super birthday present - let's do it before we are too old." "But I only want you," she protested, "and you would change you mind afterwards." "Chicken chicken...
I came out of the bathroom, my hair still damp from the shower, and lay back on the bed to wait for You as You had instructed. I stretched my arms up above my head and placed them back into the cold metal handcuffs that waited for me. As I clicked the left cuff, then the right one closed about my wrists, I bent my knees and spread my thighs wide, just as You...
I awoke to an almost painful pressure in my bladder. Some wicked part of my brain reminded me of the safety releases on the handcuffs, that I could easily go use the bathroom instead of wetting myself, but I knew that my Master would know. I don't know how He would know, but He would. He always knows. Secondary to the discomfort of my bladder was a dull, ach...
We had become close friends in high school, and had dated for about a year in college until we decided to set our relationship aside to more fully focus on our studies. Even after the relationship had ended, we would occasionally engage in the lovemaking or the kinky play we had discovered in college - always spontaneously, always without any strings attache...
Katie was obviously horrified by what had happened with Terri. With great disappointment, I realized there was not going to be a series of women who Katie was going to allow me to make love to. I tried not to show her how that frustrated me, but the experience had really gotten my fantasies in gear. Now I really wanted more, and I didn't know how to ask Kati...
Chapter 3 The next morning, I awoke to Chris knelling beside me. His hard cock poking me in my face. Due to a slight hangover from the party the night before, I overslept. "I let you sleep because you were such a good girl last night, but now it is time for you to get to work!" He pressed his engorged cock to my lips and I eagerly welcomed him into my mo...
The Ultimate Punishment Alone again in a bathroom; chained to a toilet bowl. At least this time Claudia had ample shit at her disposal. Almost the entirety of her load lay on the floor, as did the overflow from Shitface's diarrhea; which was in itself substantial. This time she wanted to savor the moment and avoid being left with nothing to do again. Let's...
Sadie disconnected the call and sat there wondering what was wrong with people. This new job paid well and was worth moving to a new town for, but it sure had it's moments with the occasional whack job one had to deal with in customer service. Plus moving from a large city to a small town with little night life had made for a difficult transition. At least...