As Kysia looked at Sawyer, her breath intensified. She couldn't wait to put him in a chastity belt. God, she couldn't wait. Kysia's ex-husband, Bramwell, had gone out of his mind in chastity. Kysia would leave Bramwell in the belt for two to six weeks at a time, and parade around in front of him wearing only panties and maybe a little mauve low cut T-shirt...
"So we gotta talk, Auberon." Yat-Pang said. He looked at Auberon over the table. It was a nice restaurant, and how cheap she looked! Auberon was popping her gum and her cleavage was almost falling out of her tight crop top. Yes, it was hot, but Yat-Pang's Mother had told him that he had to find someone new. "She is so vulgar, and Yat-Pang, you used to date...
It was night again. However, instead of being herded into the cages like the other slaves, Joel was led to a bed in a small room, and locked in. He looked around, taking in his new surroundings. Why was he in here? A bed? A real bed, with a fluffy pillow? What does this all mean? He lay on top of the bed, smelling the scent of the fresh blanket. Vanilla. Ho...
Dr. Smith struggled to wakefulness against the lingering remnants of the drug that had knocked him out. It was like his entire body was being weighed down by something that wanted him to sleep. Bit by bit he was able to pull himself out of dead sleep and into more of a druggy haze. Dr. Smith took inventory of his surroundings. He was naked, except for a l...
New readers - and previous readers who might have read the last chapter quite some time ago - know that it is advisable to start at the beginning of the series in order to know about/remember the characters and the sequence of events. ***** "Sir, I have to talk to you," said Amanda in a rather authoritative voice. "Yes Amanda, what can I do for you?" I...
"I love the Hitachi you gave me, Dermot. It's much better than any vibrator I've ever experienced." Ermine smiled at me, kittenishly. She dove the Hitachi in question into her muff and moaned. I was tied to a chair, naked as always, watching this display. I hoped that the purchase of the new vibrator might keep her out of other men's beds, at least for a...
I lay on my side, my face level with her armpit. My tiny cock strained against the CB3000 I had been locked in for the past week. My fingers dove into her sloppy, wet pussy concentrating on finding the underside of the tiny nub that sent shivers down her spine. My nose and olfactory senses were consumed by her scent. A scent of sweat, sex, alcohol and cuck...
Authoress's notes: The following story takes place soon after the conclusion of Legacy of the Force. This is the 10th Star Wars story that I have written. Please read and enjoy all of my stories, and vote me a five! Also, please leave me feedback, public or via email. Star Wars: Imperial Prostitute SX-51412 Chapter 3 of 8 Several months later, on the Star...
"Just that please." Ben mumbled as he nervously placed the steel chastity cage and padlock on the counter. He was on his way back from drinks with the football team and the elation of winning, combined with the alcohol had given him the courage to finally indulge one of his fantasies. Careful not to make too much eye contact, he glanced briefly at the wo...
This story is a fantasy I just had and like to share with you. I would love to hear your comments, advice and additions to the story. Please contact me at the address in my profile. If you've enjoyed this story, please write me too - then I might write more! * [19/08/1940 ( Saturday ) - times of conciliation] This day was the second day of my involuntary...