THEATRICAL BONDAGE, TITILLATION "TORTURE"— AND THE STEALTH-VIXEN WHO CHANGED MY LIFE FOREVER! The Theatrical Bondage That Opened the Door—The Extreme Foreplay That Followed— And The Supercharged Intimacy At The End! THE STEALTH VIXEN I've always been drawn to stealth-vixens—ie, women who are totally self-controlled and proper on the outside. But, inside...
Prologue Laura Lake and her junior assistant Johnny Jordan were reporters for the Metro Star News published in St. Louis and had been on an undercover assignment in the small Mid-Eastern country of Arabica. As the result of being set up, they had both been captured during a trip to a remote desert by slave traders. Because both Lara and Johnny possessed so...
She can never decide if it's better or worse to know what is coming. When you don't know your fate, it's much easier to put it out of mind, but when the anxiety creeps in, the speculation can make you tingle with fear. When you do know your fate, you get to spend all week imagining the minute details with chills of anticipation. This week was a flurry of d...
Do Not Try This at Home I've been into bondage for some years and have enjoyed sessions with a female roommate and a two boyfriends over the years but I often need the feel of the restraints when there isn't anyone around to indulge me. So self bondage is my remedy. I enjoy breast and foot (especially tied toes) bondage and breath play so when a saw this p...
Copyright Oggbashan August 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This is the third and last chapter. ***** I had met Cecilia Du...
Amanda James' small Prius drove down the long well worn state highway. She looked down at her open laptop in the seat next to her and the story she had finished just three days before. White Slave Ring Exposed was the headline she had chosen. Amanda had been undercover and worked her way into some pretty deep white slavery circles and even got to witness a f...
Rebecca, Amy and Amber laughed as they walked up the plank of the wooden ship. "No way!" Said Rebecca. "Check out the oars! This is a galley slave ship. I have to check it out." The other two rolled their eyes at their History Major friend as they stepped foot on the deck. A handsome shirtless man passed in front of them and Amy smiled. &...
This is a fictional story, no one specific model I know is the basis for it, more like a mix of various ladies' appearance, personalities and a healthy dose of my fantasy. Being a photographer working with some incredible ladies, I've been able to capture several fantasies on film. Of course, the fantasy always eludes to it being more, the camera capturing l...
"You want that don't you? You want your wife to suck his monster cock, don't you?" "Yes, for the sex would be great." Kelly was eager. The therapist wondered if just talking about his wife with another man, would give Kelly an erection. "Black men love blondes," he continued. "But what if she gets hooked on his cock?" Her hand rose up and gently fingered...
The spring rain seems to be endless as sandra kneels at the base of a pine tree. her back to the trunk, her legs are spread outward nearly forty-five degrees each, the ankle cuffs connected by a thick rope wrapped behind the tree. her wrist cuffs are similarly connected, with her arms stretched high into the air and the heavy rope secured around a thick bran...