Annibale awoke the next morning with the sun pouring into his window. He always slept late when he was on shore leave, which his circadian rhythm had apparently decided this qualified as. Upon dressing and performing his morning ablutions, he left his room to find the house very quiet. Either his peculiar hosts were still asleep, or they had already gone out...
Anna came home from a long busy day and slipped the heels off of her tired feet. The temperature inside the dark apartment was almost as cold as it was outside. Glumly, she flipped on the kitchen light, turned up the heat and made her way to the laundry room. Despite her mood, she smiled as she tossed the soiled sheets and panties from the night before int...
Warning: This story contains very intense and excessive degradation activities, events and plots, that are capable of offending your sensibilities. If you are not into extreme humiliation and degradation of male submissives, you will find this story very offensive. Please don't read this story. Move on to the next nice story that would make your day. Thanks....
A long drag of a cigarette lit up the small space the two of them occupied in a dim amber glow. The trip had dragged on for some time, and it wasn't exactly the easiest trek for anyone to take. The pair was tired, and both wanting to get o a place to call home. Liz and Sylvia had started this trip together hopping trains across the USA as a mourning of the l...
There are a variety of fetishes in this story, including consensual violence and verbal abuse, raceplay, and watersports. This is a tale of a different age, a time so long ago and yet not so long ago. Cell phones did voice and nothing more. There was no Facebook, no social media. We still used the Yellow Pages, read news in the paper, and viewed porn in pr...
Copyright © 2011, Surt, ALL Rights Reserved. There is no need to read 'WrestleMom Ch.01 & Ch.02' as everything relevant to this story is explained at the start, though it is recommended as you will have a better understanding of what's going on. Feedback is always appreciated and replied to. Everyone in this story is at least eighteen-years-old. Thanks for...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** The last time Lynda and I returned from our romantic getaway cruise, she came back black bred and knocked up, cuckolding me and keeping me in chastity much of the time. I'm now the proud father of a three-month-old black boy, Mark, her bull's namesake; with strong prospects of havin...
Mistress Elizabeth watched Todd walk through the door. Sitting regally in her chair, she slapped her leather paddle against her hand. The impact stung a bit, but seeing Todd flinch at the impact was worth it. "You're late," she said. Todd looked at his watch, caught off guard. "No, I'm not, Mistress -- I'm..." "Did I hear correctly, slave?" Mistress Elizab...
I was so damn glad to be home. Work had sucked all fucking week long, and I was looking forward to a weekend of not really doing much of anything. If the wife pulled out her "to do" list, I'd simply refuse and deal with whatever repercussions I had to. At the moment, my sole plan was to get inside, put on some comfortable clothes, grab a beer and take root i...
There was no water. This close to the heart of the mystical Evergreen Forest was a verdant paradise. The grass was tall and green, sprinkled with brightly-colored wildflowers. Every boulder and tree trunk was blanketed in jade moss. The canopies of the bigleaf maples and alders were thick and lush enough to keep the ground below in a perpetual twilight, tho...