It was a fairly normal encounter during fetish weekend: Two masters sitting at the bar and chatting, their subs on leashes behind them. In this case, one of them had a rubber gimp on his leash, hands chained behind its back, a gas mask with darkened lenses obscuring its features. The other one had a rubber puppy sitting at his feet, hands locked in rubber pa...
I. Luciferella sat playing chess with a woman from Knightsbridge for her eternal soul. The game was, as could be expected in these sorts of things, going very badly for the woman. She had but a few pawns left. Luciferella had her castles, knights and, of course, all the bishops. It was understandable that under such circumstances the woman should be in no...
Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. It is a story of sexual fantasies and fetishes. These sexual practices are not for everyone, but those of us who delve into them understand the allure. The characters in the story certainly do. If you enjoy this story and the fetishes involved, great. If not, please forget the whole thing. Read parts 1 & 2 firs...
Why was she doing this? Felicia Hardy had been a cat burglar, it was true, but those days were long over with. She had people to steal for her now. She could order gunmen to do a smash and grab to take anything she wanted. She could outright buy any loot she craved. Why was she bothering to sneak into a penthouse after dark to knock over one piddling safe?...
We had been planning the outfit for months, and finally the day was upon us. The outfit was for me, not my wife. I have been a latex fetishist for years and I have slowly been able to bring my wife round to my way of thinking, although she is not as out there as me. We live in South Africa, where latex is scarce and expensive and really hard core fetish...
Ellie dressed excitedly. Mistress Joules never held parties and to be invited; her heart fluttered. Mistress had asked her to arrive early, to help her with the decorations. The though of doing some work filled her with dread so she focused on the fun parts. She wondered who would be there, what the food would be like, thoughts that Mistress might collar her...
My name is Lucy Matthews. I am just eighteen years of age. The last eighteen days, though, have been as trying as all those years combined. It started innocently enough. Instead of joining my parents on their yearly summer holiday throughout Europe, I chose to stay with Aunt Sophie in her quaint little stone cottage in the English countryside. It, of course,...
The next morning, Cori woke up with the taste of semen still fresh on her tongue. She rolled over and felt Harris next to her. They were both naked under the sheets. She looked at the clock -- it was only 6 a.m., but she was too excited about her new job to sleep any longer. She wondered if Harris would want a blowjob to start his day or if he would be mad i...
The sirens turned out to be headed for Hell's Kitchen, which meant one thing—ninjas. Peter didn't know who in Homeland Security kept letting in scores of Asian guys who packed red ninja outfits and ninja weapons in their carry-ons, but he thought it was about time someone started profiling this stuff. "And another thing," he said after the fight, watching D...
I once again would like to thank my friend Georgia Alice for her help with dressing the main character. -------------------------------------- The Saturday photoshoot might have been an off schedule event, but the harsh reality of the model's life remained - it once again began at six thirty. Surprisingly enough Alex was there too which made me happy, neve...