Here are the memories of Elizabeth [surname deleted], who had a boyfriend she did never kiss, but after his demise she wildly copulated with his five ghosts, even after her getting married and bearing children, until she died at 102. * It all began the evening in which I heard a rifle crack. After a few minutes, dad went in and told me, "Don't worry, darli...
I was quickly discovering that the management of pain was something that can only be done inside the head. The serrated jaws of the clover leaf nipple clamps latched on tenaciously to the little nodules of flesh, creating an intense, if very localised agony, out of all proportion to their size. I tried various coping strategies but ultimately what it came do...
For our first adventure, James chose a safer destination in Las Vegas, Nevada. He explained that most of the tourists in the city came here for about 3-4 days and hence there was no chance of getting caught by someone as we would already be gone once I had played with my man. We would find an easy target here coz people came to this city to be adventurous....
Marianna's chest heaved as she lay weakly on the table. Her clothes were in tatters, and she was certain she must have woken half the Inn up by now. William was next to her, watching the steady rise and fall of her breasts as she inhaled and exhaled deeply. A small, feeble part of her mind tried to rouse her, to gather her clothes and pray that no one find...
Tom was a quiet boy, he lived a normal life, went to work and met his friends in the pub at the weekends. But Tom had a secret, when alone (and often when not) he would fantasize about worshipping women's feet. Tom would search online for images, watch videos and lust after the feet he saw day to day, out on the street and in the office. Having never had a...
The Art Project in Victorian Era Her curves were gleaming and sparkling against the rays of the sun that penetrated through the window pane. She lay there, motionless and empty of cares. As for I, from behind my art stand, I sat there, erect on my stool, shyly glancing ever so often from behind the wooden stand. "Well, Mr. Parish, are you blushing?" She t...
In Which an Elven Servant Suffers a Succubus to Live in Her Home Chapter 29 *** I thought we were working on the 'Lucy Problem', but we seem to have been derailed by lewdness. We elves are quick to recognize that sort of thing. The practically pushes me into the changing room. I didn't really agree to try it on, but I get the impression that my input on t...
In Which an Elven Servant Suffers a Succubus to Live in Her Home Chapter 26 *** I can't help but start to feel a little like a fifth wheel. The girls on the ground are busy. Master and Lydia are -quite- busy. Miss Clara seems to be just enjoying orchestrating things. And here I am in the middle, all locked up. But of course, I'm not going anywhere. Besid...
Slut had a hard time breathing as the train pulled into Chicago's Union Station. The new Sir would be there, but which Sir would he be? She'd served him a few times. Sometimes he was the caring Sir, would dig into her soul to understand her problems, and solve them one after another. Then usually at some point he would become the sadistic Sir. A dark anger w...
In Which an Elven Servant Suffers a Succubus to Live in Her Home Chapter 11 *** "What? What's that look all about?" Lucy asks, with a well-crafted sort of obliviousness that almost makes me think she really doesn't know what the problem is. "This is a strip-club, Lucy," sometimes, the emphasis of the obvious is my only recourse. "Yeah?" "You are not fi...