Mr Stephensons Fucking Machine Back when coal was king and steam engines were the white hot leading edge of technology even having a wank needed a couple of maids to help get up stream. Part 1. "Mr Stephenson is here sir" Arthur Cleghorn was a self made man, a man of vision, a modern man, a man prepared to embrace modern technology to its fullest degr...
When I was in eighth grade, I started flirting with the Goth scene; after a few years, I realized I didn't like the music, or the black lipstick, or the general sense of trying to fit in somewhere by not fitting in. But I liked the clothes, or, more specifically, the more fetish-inspired elements -- corsetry in particular. I began to gravitate toward a more...
Day 1 I reported to the enslavement centre today, and signed up for a year wearing the collar. I'm allowed to keep this diary but my contract says it's private, so that way no one else ever gets to see it, not even my future owner. My implant computer lets me write it how I like -- subvocally or on a virtual keyboard, and then it gets stored in encrypted me...
Mr. Raj was waiting for us as we stepped out of the mansion. He'd brought out the smallest car in Madame´s fleet, a three-door mini Cooper with a special seat in the back meant for only one occupant. Given his massive frame, the front seats of the car were pushed all the way to the back, leaving little space for the legs of the back-seat occupant. "Hop into...
It was a difficult first few days for Evelyn as the weather had changed and the warm winds blew. She had thought her long hair would cover the statement her ear lobes were making but the wind took away that protection. Every now and again someone would walk by just as the wind blew and see her ear lobes. They would read the words and then smile at her and gi...
It started like any normal relationship. I had dated my owner for several weeks now. He was not my owner yet, at the time he was just my boy friend. He was older than me, I was only twenty four and he was in his forties. A bit older than I had ever dated before, but he seemed nice and I didn't have any other pursuers so I gave him a chance. We had met onlin...
This is the fortieth episode in a series entitled "Courtesan". If you have not read the previous thirty-nine episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. "Courtesan" is romantic story about a dominant hot wife and her submissive cuckold husband. While they have a deep and abiding love for each other they do lead an alternati...
In the ancient kingdom of Nevar, there was a grand estate that was so old the young folk said the country was built around it. For centuries, the house was a welcoming inn for traveling adventurers, desperate lovers fleeing with their forbidden love, and magicians who entertained the guests with their amazing manipulations of light and sound. There were gard...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. In the end I guess Human Recourses had figured me out correctly. All those years in BDSM chat-roo...
Once again, Keith found himself struggling to wake up. But, whereas yesterday had been his fear of what might happen, today he was exhausted because of what had happened. He reached under the sheet and felt at the plastic cage surrounding his junk. Beth, the cheer captain, had locked it on him at the end of cheer practice last night - right after she'd jerke...