Another quick 1k story, thanks again to my faithful editrix shygirlwhore. Are you afraid of the dark? Or do you revel in it? * * * * * She waited alone in the darkness with the wide rubber ball of the gag stretching apart her lips, its bright bubblegum pink colour masked by the gloom. She could not move in her current situation, indeed she could barely eve...
"Wait," Cindi said, her hands holding up in an unconscious emulation of the guy from the alien channel talking about aliens. Like, you know, the image used on all those memes that came right after first contact where they replaced 'aliens' with 'dragons.' "Why the heck aren't we going to his parents?" She thrust her finger at me, which made me wave at her ex...
(Three things before I start this twisted tale. First, I started this over on my Patreon page and I wanted to thank my awesome patrons for supporting my stories. Second, I want to give credit to the one and only Incase for the cover art which I swiped from his comic Spicing Things Up. Finally, if the cover art isn't warning enough, take note of the category...
Ellie was by far the cutest of the girls working at the Sunshine Tanning salon— and that was saying something. Barely 18, she had a tiny, tight cheerleader's body with perky little tits & a taut, peachy little ass. She had a sweet heart-shaped face with a little turned-up nose, full pink lips, and wide navy eyes— she was in short, a dreamy little sun-kissed...
Game Mode may be required to view all the events. Please let me know if, not in game mode, you cannot enjoy the full story... Disclaimer: Story contains both consensual and non-consensual sexual situations and pharmacological situations that your local politician and/or grandmother may or may not approve of. Nobody was harmed and no laws were broken in the m...
Double in trouble. His own lunch break pasted in silence. There were no further emails or texts as he figured they were sleeping. He powered through his unanswered emails while he had the time until he got an alert of a new email at his personal address. This one was entitled 'For your eyes only.' It only displayed a link to his personal IP. After triple c...
From out of the frozen Canadian north rides Dudley Do-right of the Mounted Police, defender of truth, justice and the Canadian way. The heroic Constable Do-right and his fellow Mounties stand as a bulwark between law-abiding citizens and the felonious few who would do wrong in the wild and wooly frontier at the closing days of the 19th century. Let's join Du...
As he opened the fridge to grab a fresh beer, the phone rang. Great, just what I need, he thought. I was hoping to just have a quiet night at home for a change. "Hello?" "Hey, Alex! It's Jonathan," said the unwanted caller. "What are you doing tonight, pal? I was going to go check out the new 7-11 club tonight?" "Oh hey, Jon, I was just planning on enjoyi...
"To answer your question" Tye said with a smile to the audience member, "During the sixteen months before we wed, I allowed Norvil eight orgasms, and then in the last four years and two months, he's had, I think, twelve?" Typhoon looked over at Norvil with an inquiring smile, and he nodded, embarrassed. "But you say on your blog that Norvil's allowed one e...
Vice Cream is a collection of seven short stories, with a common narrator, featuring nature's most perfect food. Not all of the flavours are BDSM but I hope you will sample each one. As the saying goes, "Life is short, eat dessert first". Enjoy... Vice Cream Dessert in Seven Parts Vanilla "Boring." The word drops out of Master's mouth and rolls around o...