She looked again out her car window. The bar was still there just like the last time she looked. The question was still there too. Was she going to go inside? She had never done it before. Thought about it but never even come this far. She was not certain despite having driven an hour from her home. If she was going to do it, she certainly did not want to be...
Thanks for any feedback in advance. (Online) Dominance and Submission is the main theme here. Reading part one first is strongly recommended but not necessary. Hope you enjoy it and have some fun. Thanks to Candace for editing. ***** Thanks also to my guinea pig who volunteered to test the second part to make the instructions slut approved. Make sure...
Blake could not help but struggle in fear as the cold water began to ripple about his neck, snorting wildly through his nose as his predicament was brought home in no uncertain terms; his fear was tempered by the excitement of his submission, his cock slipping hard against the rubber membrane as he writhed in the delicious confinement, bound and helpless wit...
Story edited by Willy B. Don't you just hate it when you're right in the middle of something that needs your full concentration and the damn phone rings? It's not so bad for women, they seem to be able to do two things at once. For us guys it's a total distraction. Once the call is finished then it takes forever to get back on task. That's what happened th...
Kelly Shaw tiptoed into Idaho's bedroom. The bedside table clock in Uncle Kurt's room had shown 7.50 in the morning and he had slipped downstairs, instructing the blonde teenager to rouse Idaho and get her down to the torture chamber. The 18-year-old crept up to the 38-year-old slave's side of the bed. Kelly's father, Brad, was snoring soundly alongside the...
This story is not intended for children and if you are not old enough to read sexually explicit material, go away. This story features some elements of female domination (femdom), teasing & denial, chastity training, mild bondage, creampies, cuckolding cross-dressing and a few other fantasies of mine. I hope you find it entertaining, but if you might be offe...
Confrontation My name is Susie O'Connell. At the time this story begins I was a freshman at the local community college. My English teacher and the school paper advisor, Ms. Richards, and the editor of the paper, Danielle White, had asked me to write the advice column for the paper. I agreed hoping that the experience would help me realize my desire to beco...
My wife writes these stories for me so I thought I would share them with the world. She is the sexiest woman with long legs and dark hair. She is mixed black and white with big sexy lips. She is a 36C with long black hair down the middle of her back. When she completes one of these she will let me read it in bed while she gives me a blowjob. Some of these ar...
Madison slowly regained consciousness. She gently shook herself to check if she was hurt – no pain anywhere except her head, which felt as though she was waking up from a night of heavy drinking. Yet she had only had a few drinks, not nearly enough to produce anything resembling a hangover. As she became more and more aware of herself she realized 3 things i...
Chapter 10: Shipwreck At first, I thought he meant for me to sit right down on his cock, to impale myself on it. It was hard enough, and I sure was wet enough, but he guided me to the side and had me settle my soaking wet pussy on his firm, muscular thigh. I squirmed a little, a bit ashamed of my obvious sluttiness, and also because it felt so good. He took...