Darci lazily got up from where she was texting her boyfriend and stretched. She had 80's big hair, and the intense leather pants and skimpy tee over mammoth tits. Had she had any musical talent at all, she'd be great on a stage. But Darci had talent of a different kind! Darci had her own three-bedroom suite at the Paincafe, the peculiar hotel for kinky fol...
They're a rock band ... of sorts. Well, they make music ... kind of. OK, they do gigs. Very, special gigs. Completely unique. Dressed in fetish gear, their angry baselines create erotic music; the sweet sounds of Melanie's vocals over a heavy drum rhythm and the tormented cries of tortured "slaves." Totally unique, but they are my favourite band and the...
O, a little later... The address on the card in my hand turned out to be an apartment on the 3rd floor of a slightly tatty 19th century building. Ile de la Cite was still a fine Parisian address and spoke of old money. The staircase was once of fine quality, with flakes missing from the paint on the walls, while the iron balustrade was in need of a clean....
While Raven was dressing Jessica Adrian was dealing with problems of his own. "You brought her here?" Jasper the infamous Macabre Court heir sneered down his nose at Adrian. "I do not think Drayus will like this. She is too new... you did realize it was her first hunt alone," Jasper uttered in a tone of pure contempt. "Drayus is the one who bid me to brin...
It is 1724. Mary Johnson was 24 years old and a still a young maiden. She was on her way to Jamaica to take her first posting from her Church-school as a school teacher. She'd had a very strict Puritanical upbringing and had worked very hard to get where she was. She was extremely proper, decent and well educated. But deep down she had deep and dark desires...
Elaine watched, hands on hips with a sneering look of contempt on the outside, and a deep sense of satisfaction on the inside, as Gordon moaned with pleasure as he gratefully jetted his load of hot semen onto the dominant woman's riding boots. His back and ass cheeks striped red with punishment from his new mistress, gyrated back and forth as he emptied his...
Dear Shoeblossom In a salute to your "Taped Confessions" I am not going to tell you whether I'm Bree or Vanessa, I'll just let you guess. A Minnesota Farm Girl "Hey, Bree, it's Vanessa!" "Ness! How's it going? That was freakin' weird, yesterday. How much is that bitch going to take?" "I think I'm going to have to give up on Boomer, Bree. He and Tremain...
My first writing that I felt comfortable enough to post. Please tear this apart and help me become a better writer! ***** "My Love? Come here please. I'd like to show you something" You hear me call out. Ugh. You don't feel well and the last thing you want to do is see another one of my ideas. You just want to lay on the couch with Drogo, You don't know...
Jessica stood in a panic. Where is he!? What is he doing? Oh my god I can't believe he touched... touched me! Jessica's body twitched involuntarily. Remembering the touch of the frigid fingers on her sex, drowning out all thoughts and reasons. She just wanted to bask with those fingers inside of her pumping in and out harder and... Jessica's mind froze as s...
Chapter 1: "If you'll follow me please?" I followed along dutifully behind the pretty young blonde in her smart pantsuit that screamed, "Yes, I'm attractive, get over it because I'm also very capable". I could tell just from her demeanor that she was very capable. She seemed like the type that was smart, and driven and very, very driven. Truthfully, I wa...