When last we left Alexandra and Jamison, her introduction to Jamison's lifestyle had just begun. He has explained some basic concepts of BDSM to her and given her a 'tasting' of what she can expect. Jamison has initiated Alexandra with a light play session and her first punishment for breaking rule number one: Always tell the truth. Her punishment came in th...
Michelle and Dr. Wellhung had been writing emails back and forth and chatting on instant messenger for nearly a month before she finally decided to follow through with her desire to undergo an examination. She was nervous, she was apprehensive, and she was also driven by a desire that was relentless. That was her dilemma. She was an intelligent and responsib...
Ron awakened when the alarm went off and he lay in bed for a few more minutes thinking about the day ahead. He finally decided to get up and moved the covers aside. He looked down and saw a slight bulge in his abdomen. He moved his hand down and it felt on the firm side. He felt nothing though as he was a paraplegic and had no feeling from his chest down. He...
The author thanks Mike, my exquisite tonguer, for his inspiration, and for his constant motivation and gentle encouragement to share this story. Our respective contributions are duly noted where appropriate. Jessica writes With some difficulty, Mike finally found the address where Jessica had told him to meet her for lunch. It was a very exclusive part of...
Mica pushed the button on her phone system that connected her with the answering service. Vivian answered and said are you ready to go home and Mica said yep, it's all yours. I have Dr. Adams on call tonight and Vivian said she had the same Dr. They both said good night and Mica pushed the button that transferred all calls to the service. She took her head s...
They say that romance has become a lost art, but art only becomes lost when it becomes artwork. Nowadays, machines do all the work, that makes men lazy. Could it be romance is dead because it's too much work not to be primitive? Too bad machines can't do the work of romance... *** The first thing Virus did when she got home was thump on the air condition...
©by fantasywriter. Translated from my german original story in co-operation with lordodie. Chapter 1: Prehistory Two sisters, Anita, 21 years old and Birgit, an 18 years old teenager, were talking one evening about sex. In recent years the sisters didn't get together so much anymore, because Anita had gone away from home right after her high school grad...
SUMMARY: This story is an original literary work. I wrote a story just to stretch my creative muscles. All scientists in this work are fictional. Any resemblance to anyone living, dead or born in the future, is purely coincidental. WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violence, bad words, and strange ideas. It has only the stran...
Author's Note: Mistress Pepper and Sophie are "anonymized" versions of me and my slave-girl. The real me. All of my stories are (or should I say will be) my memories of a session with a sub. Thus, they are true stories. Only in this version details have been changed to protect the sub. I do live in Mobile about 10 months of the year (the remaining two I spe...
I look up from my book, startled by the clomping of boots on the porch of the hideaway to which I was brought last night to fulfill a promise. Situated on a dirt road, miles from the main highway that snakes through this range of the Appalachian Mountains, so remote are we that the electrical grid barely stretches here and cable TV and cell phone service are...