After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses had figured out pretty good. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and websi...
I walked back into the living room with two espressos. Tatiana was sitting opposite our visitor; her legs pressed together demurely, her hands clasped in her lap and her head slightly bowed. I placed the coffees on the low table at the side of the leather armchair. 'Thank you.' Our visitor picked up her coffee in a leather-gloved hand and sipped it. I sat...
My Day at the Mall Prologue I had never in my life considered owning a person. I mean this is the U.S. of A. and we are in the twenty-first century after all. We send troops all over the world to free people, right? Hell I used to be one of those sent to do just that. Well some recent events in my life have forced me to change my views on slavery. Neverthe...
For the last few weeks the Female Erotic Police Squad has been preparing for a big event, they were supposed to protect. It was the largest trade show of the erotic industry called SEXPO. All the porn producers and pornstars were there and so were the manufacturers of sex toys and fetish gear with their latest products. Athena was in the command center wit...
Ned was lounging at the pool deck of the Master Facility. He had finished a three day coaching tune-up marathon with four different senior students at their facility and left that place before anymore last minute requests could be made. He was scanning the pool deck full of exposed flesh when a woman dressed in a well-fit business suit was escorted from the...
Once upon a time there lived a kinky girl, a very kinky girl indeed, named, well never mind her real name, her chosen nick for play was "Cinderella", for reasons which will become apparent later. Cinderella lived in a polyamorous family with an assortment of bdsm proclivities with her "Daddy" (a switch - top to Cinderella and bottom to his Domme to whom he...
Sandra straightens her simple black dress before moving up the stairs. Her heels click on the stone as she confidently ascends towards the doorway and the possibilities beyond. She shows the doorman her member card, and the entrance is opened. Having been here a multitude of times before, Sandra no longer notices the glamour of the grand foyer with its high...
It’s finally here! You scrimped and saved, and the most hyped technological breakthrough in years is finally yours! You open the package and pull out the black spandex full body suit, almost midnight in color except for the neon blue thick line running down the body and each limb. The Virtual Integrated Suit System, or VISS, claimed to be able to perfectly r...
It’s difficult being the new guy in the office really. I mean, you may know your profession properly and be comfortable with what to do but you just don’t know the environment, the pecking order, who’s who and why. That’s how my first day at the new office was. To get me over this I had Bill. Bill was going to be sort of a colleague of mine and sort of a bo...
[For the record, this is a completely amoral blog post—preaching morals gives me a headache and upsets my ulcer.] * 1. Sex. What is it good for? Were this a song parody, the next line would be "absolutely nothing." But, given that I've had bad experiences with song parodies, I will forgo that. But, seriously, sex ... why bother? I should point out now...