Disclaimer: The following is a weird parody. It is not meant to be taken seriously. I stress, I have not figured out all the logic of this world! I don't care if it does not make sense! Just read, enjoy, and try not to think about it too hard! And if people like this, I may have an idea for a part 2! ***** This is a world somewhat like our own. People live...
Sarah was still trying to catch her breath as she felt the bonds holding her to the padded bench being undone. Her mind was still reeling from the events of the last few moments. Not only had she touched a woman sexually for the first time in her life but she had allowed Karla to fuck her to an orgasm! Yes, she had been strapped down and unable to move but s...
A sharp "Knock, knock, knock" at the door startled Milly out of the Gothic romance story she was reading. She shot up out of her seat, holding the book defensively before her, heart pounding she crept towards the door, half convinced she would see the villain from her novel through the peephole. However, a quick glance had her sighing in relief, it was just...
I was almost too slow to make it to my train that day. It was the same train that I always took for my more than two hour long ride home after school. It was a daily pain in the ass, twice a day, but at least I had learned to sleep on the train to make my day more effective. Sleeping pills helped me and sent me into a dreamless, deathlike slumber that I enjo...
I found her name in the back of a local swingers newspaper, in small print, at the bottom of a column. "Mistress Jade, Private training sessions, Become the man I want you to be." I clipped the ad and carried it around in my wallet for almost a month before I got the courage to call. A formal sounding older woman, who told me that the Mistress was busy with...
Taylor saw a trick. A green Honda Civic was slowing down and, yes, the guy was nodding at her. She walked to the driver's window as fast as she could, though slower than usual because of the irritation on the ball of her left foot. "Can you tell me which way to Kroger's?" he asked. Damn. She knew and gave the fucker directions. A pretty, slightly built Af...
Chapter 9 – Realisation Jack left the office and headed off toward the bus stop. On his way a devilish though crossed his mind. He diverted towards a shop that he had seen advertised on a fetish web directory – one that he thought could provide the perfect 'toys' for the next phase of his plan. Sitting on his bus, he glanced down at the bags resting between...
My name is Karen, I am the hot wife. I am 30 years old, a true blonde with a fantastic figure if I say so myself with pert 36 C cups. I am Alan the cuckold husband. I too am 30 years old quite an attractive fellow but blessed with a submissive nature and small willy. Introductions made let me start with the story. I arrived home on Friday night to find A...
As my wife hangs from the display hook in Jackson's house, I am busy sucking my fourth or fifth cock of the night, a number that will surely double or triple by morning. Emma, my wife, is mostly clad in latex. Her arms are bound together with a latex arm sleeve and attached to the massive hook that comes down from Jackson's 15-foot ceiling. She is on displa...
No one had come all day. The wind blew up from the platform, as the last trains in what passed for a rush hour came and went. The whole station was slow, owing to the holiday. The attendants in the booth up on the ground level had just left for the day, and as the trains clanged away the whole place became silent. Silence makes for a long day at the stand. T...