An envelope arrives at work via a special courier. You open it and there is a key card for a downtown hotel and a handwritten note. Room #617 Come to Me, boy. I will expect you promptly at 7:00pm. Dress in a suit with panties and stockings underneath. -Your Goddess It smells of My perfume. You close your eyes and hold the note up to your face and immedi...
This chapter is not for the faint of heart. It really should go into the BDSM genre, but the truth is that its more sci-fi than BDSM. The revolves around an alternate universe, it just so happens that the main character has a dark kinky side. Just to give you a heads up if bisexuality icks you, there will be plenty of scenes of that too...especially this cha...
This is the fourth in my ongoing series of Batgirl stories, in which I try to explore the developing sexuality of her everyday counterpart, Barbara Gordon and her relationship with those around her, hopefully with a dash of excitement thrown in, for good measure. Grateful thanks to all those readers who have sent me feedback containing their suggestions and...
All characters depicted in this story are aged at least 18, and all acts and events are based entirely on the imagination of the author. ***** It was a Wednesday afternoon during half-term, but even so the doctor's surgery waiting room was quiet. Apart from an elderly gentleman, two young women with small children, and a man who looked to be in his mid-20s...
Mistress decided to take her little princess out for some fun. She let him wear his icky boy clothes, but made him wear a hot pink thong and bra underneath them. Mistress looked stunning in a long black dress and high leather boots. She led him to her car, and drove to an adult theater. This theater was known as a place where men went to meet men. “Oh no Mi...
Bené Meirelles was thirteen years old when he first met Tereza Valerio. As a boy from one of the poorest slums in Rio de Janeiro, Bené had very little choice in how to lead his life. The only way to survive the slums was to turn to crime, or to the police. Otherwise his options were pretty slim. Fishmonger, vegetable seller... all professions that would kee...
Steve always had a thing for maids. He doesn't know what actually turns him on, their uniform or really the person inside the dress, but when there is a maid around; Steve can never keep his eyes away from her. Back at states when he was with his parents, he had an older lady as their house maid around her late thirties. Steve can't even count the number of...
Maureen and her mother leaned against each other as they waved good bye to Cal. It had been a long day for both, but another event was still in store for the younger woman; an event she had no inclination of. Cal had asked Maureen to marry him the night before at the Olive Garden. Maureen had said yes but no too; she'd played a silly trick on him about bei...
Chapter 02: Cat Toy Gods are fickle things. Fickle and numerous and given to flights of fancy. Or, sometimes, fits of jealousy. And then, rarely, a god will take interest in our world long enough to assert his or her or its influence on events. Demons fear when a god looks askance at their doings and humans are frail things in comparison. Frail and pliable...
Sara woke up suddenly early in the morning. That was quite a dream, she thought. Yes, there was a solution to meeting her New Year's Day resolution. This weekend, she would put her plans into action. ********** Sara worked at a large medical clinic in the administrative areas. She had heard the doctors talking about their undergraduate years at the nearby...