This is my personal story which started when I decided to enter my Labrador puppy into Championship shows and my encounter with an older, charismatic mentor, Cliff. He is 46. I am 25 this year and graduated from college 3 years back. I was a contracted model when I was in college and upon graduation with a Bsc in Math, I set up a small education centre where...
Hi all, If your man has asked you to dominate him but you don't know how to do it. Hopefully these scripts help you. About me, I'm 26 with dark hair and an attitude. My husband is 29, handsome and playful. Normally i'm the one getting spanked but it's good to put my guy in his place every once in a while. Start gently (but not too gently!), and always us...
This is a work of fiction. Any likeness to anyone living or dead is purely accidental. No real locations were used in this story. No One was harmed in the making of it. I don’t condone rape, or anything that brings anyone harm at any time. This is purely Fantasy and probably shouldn’t be read by anyone….ever. All persons depicted in this story are fictional...
XXXV. While for Matt life was becoming a baptismal pool in which he could immerse himself in guilt; for Jenn it was a growing freedom she could bathe in – bask in, a freedom from restraints, a freedom from conventional morals and society's morés, a freedom, indeed, from inhibition itself. The morning they anchored outside Singapore, after most of the guest...
This is a branching series with a focus on transformations or size changes in stories. Predominantly growing and expanding in some way, but also including shrinking, size draining, size transfer, and any other size play related fun. Size changes can happen any number of ways depending on the path you choose and who is growing and changing. Random growth spur...
Old Mr Postlethwaite's choice for Henry, of all people, to accompany him to lunch was met with some consternation by the young men at the office. Henry didn't work any harder than anyone else, they felt. He was certainly not smarter than Frank, for instance, or Malcolm, or even William. Then why did Mr Postlethwaite, the man they'd all wanted as their mentor...
Her name was Jennifer, and at thirty-six, she'd made enough money at the start-up she owned that she could retire, hand the reigns over to someone ambitious, and live off of the interest her money made sitting in some bank. She had the freedom to go anywhere, do anything and be whoever she wanted to be. But none of that mattered now. She'd signed all of t...
This is a full-length novel that I'm currently working on. It's 100% fantasy and is an erotic exploration of a patriarchal society set up by men on a remote island. Everything in this story is 100% consensual however it does deal with aspects of surrender, bondage, dominance and pain through punishment. Please do not read if this is not your thing. *** Zoe...
"So who's Lois?" She asked, returning with a second round of drinks and some change for the pool table. "You rack 'em. This dress..." She let the sentence hang in the air like a tantalizing whiff of perfume that instantly reminds you of a long forgotten encounter. And her hem was rather high. And where the pool balls came out was rather low. I racked them u...
Chapter 2, Year 2, Head Cargo Handler. When a mere sixteen-year-old John Smith awoke. The first thing he did was close his eyes tightly before taking the blindfold off. He wasn't a captured prisoner in the conventional sense. But the bright constant glare from his room was always hard to get used to first thing in the morning. The ship was lit by glowing...