This is a fantasy for those over 18. This is not real. Actions in the story could be dangerous if you don't know what you are doing. Know what you are doing or don't do it. Well it is never a good sign in your life if you're going on a blind date set up by your sister. Especially since childhood meant never turning your back on her. We had gotten to th...
Author's note: boy this stuff is hard work, it's in my head but I have to get the words right. Keep the feedback coming, por favor. Gracias. Breathe. And keep running. Kenya's pushed forward, with the grace of a ballet dancer yet with the quality of a seasoned runner. She did this almost everyday, like clockwork. Running had seemed to become a part of Keny...
Carin was smiling as she walked back into her office from refilling her water bottle. She is a vet and pleasantly experiencing a slow day at the clinic after what seemed like a rash of animal emergencies and other time-consuming experiences that have kept her extra busy. At times like these, when it slows down around the clinic and she gets time to breathe...
If you've read my earlier story, "Self-imposed Punishment" (Please do; it'll provide valuable background that will help you to better understand what I've written here), you know the drill at my house: in order to cum, I must first suffer by the cock and balls. Intense application of electroshock is the punishment of choice. Two things on which I unfortunat...
Don't you just hate fetishes? I know I do. Being a slave to what you like and practically creaming your pants in the presence of this fetish. To give some context to my suffering, my name is Kayle, I'm a Futanari, my balls are the size of oranges, and I LOVE being hit in them. But I hate having this fetish. Not for practical reasons, like worrying about per...
Victoria was very gracious in her treatment of Eric after Marcel left them; he was summoned to her bed and she cuddled him lovingly between the sheets. She had truly shown him his place; he had accepted his duties and this had thoroughly stimulated her. Eric, for his part was also still excited with respect to his thorough degradation and utter humiliation b...
F.X. Copeland came to the Deliosse's front door, lugging the massive box, and pressed the doorbell. A moment later, Santiva Deliosse answered. "Oh, good, Cope, you're here. That's the Zero-Wave?" Cope nodded. "Yep, Miz Deliosse. Works like a microwave, but in reverse. It's an innerustin' invention of mine." Cope lugged the box into the house. It was a big b...
What started as a twosome with Kim and I suddenly became a threesome with someone whose identity remained a mystery. I was sitting on the couch, Kim was sitting on my face, and someone was sucking my cock... really nicely. Whoever it was, there was stroking, sucking, and licking... and I was loving every second of it. Kim was still winding down from her hug...
I have read and enjoyed all three of the February Sucks stories that came before mine. GeorgeAnderson's original, Greenday0418's alternate ending and Hooked1957's redux. After I read the redux I was wondering what might have happened next and what spin I would give and that was the inspiration for my sequel. I want to thank both George Anderson and Hooked fo...
This story is a graphic tale of a Dom and his very submissive transgendered male. If you are offended by tales of BDSM and sex between consenting adults then read no further ......... other wise enjoy It is best if read with previous chapters. Feel free to leave honest comments or suggestions, it really does encourage those of us who write to continue......