Chapter 5 Lydia stood tall & powerful above her boss, Donna Harris, who was on her knees kissing her newly acquired long leather boots. She could see Ms Harris squirming with contempt as she worshipped the boots that had so recently been wrapped around her own feet and legs. 'I think you've had quite enough, for now bitch.' Lydia snapped softly at Ms Harri...
(Chapter 01: The Introduction of Mister Rye.) "Here we are sir." My driver nodded to me as he got out opening my door. "Will you be long?" "It's hard to say Miles. I could be out again in five minutes, but if I'm not back after an hour, you may take the evening off. Just make yourself comfortable and enjoy a tape or something." "Very good sir." He replied...
….one two buckle my shoe…. Having spent so much of the day crouching low, or on his knees even, forcing fat feet into shoes which women would insist on having a size too small, Steve felt like some kind of Prince Charming, but with only ugly sisters to attend to. His back ached through having to bend over these vain obese women, his legs were stiff, his fin...
Chapter 3: Mary Jane's Downfall Fetishes: mild torture, heeljob, ass licking, ass kissing, ass worship, heel insertion, trampling, mild tit torture, mild nipple torture, assjob, buttjob, whipping Tags: Black Cat, Spiderman, Felicia Hardy, Felicia, Peter Parker, Peter, superhero, super villain, Mary Jane, Mary Jane Watson Peter swung between two other buil...
The feel of the cool cement floor against his face allowed John Anderson to be revived momentarily. Drool pooled beneath his cheek, seeping uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth. A single, uncovered red light bulb hung precariously from an extension cord that had been duct-taped to the ceiling in the middle of the basement, providing the only source of...
It was just another balmy August night and there I was rambling around downtown, restless as ever. Movement alone had the power to calm my scattered mind. Though solitary, I was not completely alone there, on dry dark streets. Occasionally I came to witness some other poor soul wanderer who seemed just as restless as I. the same dead stare which sees nothin...
He moved in with me then, if you can call a toothbrush and a hairbrush luggage. "Angels travel light," he told me. "But I always carry my own toothbrush, and the hairbrushes in this dimension are just too hard on angel hair. They hurt like hell!" I could believe that as I stroked the mane of silk that cascaded to his shoulders. That hair alone had the invi...
She rescued me, nurtured me to a level health I didn't think was possible, and kept me happy; all in 24 hours. When I awoke the next day, I saw Her in a new light. I always woke up early but I never really every got up until about an hour of being awake. During this time I would contemplate running, or, if that was not possible, I mentally prepare myself f...
Those of you who are familiar with my stories know that I have a desire to express the concept of prick teasing as a consensual sexual role play. I have always been fascinated with it, particularly in the context of it as a subset of female domination. As you are probably aware by now, my techniques are not the typical sadism or degradation / humiliation tha...
The stallion was a gift from the Masters of Drox. At first it had been a difficult match, the horse had been only used to one rider, trained in a very traditional way and was obstinate to anything outside its repertoire or experience. Lyeo was not a traditionalist. Yes He looked back for His sense of honor and duty and felt often out of place in this commerc...