Alex watched as his girlfriend clicked up the driveway to their home in her towering platform heels. Their cottage was secluded amongst the trees in northern Oregon, tucked into one of the many wooded areas of this state. The little bits of light peeking through the trees shone off her latex skirt, the same one her boss had forced as part of her uniform. Thi...
The last group of dancers had exited through the backdoor. The assistant director of City Ballet Company moved from office to office, reaching inside to turn off the light switch. Then he rounded the corner and moved up the creaky staircase, walking past cheaply framed posters promoting past performances. The red brick of the building still bore the faint b...
Three Years Ago Waves of the deepest blue he had ever seen lifted the ship high, making his stomach lurch. The sea had been growing rougher the further out from shore they sailed. A grim smile settled upon Augras' lips. No one had ever sailed this far out. It had been two months since they set out from Ruar, two months since he left his mother and father, Q...
On Monday morning, Peter sat in his office waiting for Cindy to log on to the internal message system. His cock had begun to resign itself to its caged condition, and was not raging as furiously against its confines. This seemed to have affected his mood, as he now felt somewhat meek, peaceful and resigned. Cindy logged on, and he sat waiting for her to sen...
Three weeks later, Eve came to pick me up from the poledance classes I'd been enrolled in. She watched as I and the other male slaves danced and gyrated, completely on show through the glass-fronted building that housed the academy. Hailey wanted to enter me into some amateur competitions -- I had no hope of winning, but I went along with it happily enough....
It was the middle of the afternoon as I scurried to my new life. Mistress had told me I had been sold to Lady Imanja,of The Pink Sleen. I had been given directions on how to find it and a firm swat on the rump to get me started. My old home was breaking up and I was a little nervous about my new home. It took a strong man to name his place the Pink anythin...
Part 12: The Legend Is Born Cathy's progression moved along quickly once she stopped fighting the trainers. Mistress Ann worked with Master Andre in Oral Arts and Mistress Rebecca in Ballet, training Diane and Geneva once Diane's Laser Hair removal had healed. Six days after arriving, and four days after taking her soul out for a look Cathy arrived to fin...
All characters are over 18. Thanks to LarryInSeattle for his editing. Any errors that remain I snuck in on him. Helpful comments are always welcome. Enjoy. ====== "Uh-huh, that's right baby. Stick that tongue deep into my cunt hole." My wife - she's a poet at heart. Stan did his best to comply. HIs nose nuzzled her clit as he jammed his tongue de...
I yanked open the closet door and glared at the suit. Could I just burn it, perhaps? Christmas was at the same time every year - every single, fucking year - and yet I was always unprepared and always behind schedule. I took another swig of J.D. Maybe I could lose it... Feed it to a reindeer, or something. Would anyone believe Santa's suit getting eaten b...
Preface This past spring, as the snow was melting and the squirrels were fucking (do squirrels fuck in springtime?), Truthful Ted (from my previous story) and I somehow began texting again. After the requisite "how've you been the past two years?", I shared my latest lament about men -- the boring accountant (he's not even getting a name) I'd been on half...