I heard Barbara hollering as I came in the house. "You motherfucking old bitch. You just can't stay away from the liquor. What the fuck is the matter with you?" She and father were out on the back porch. Agnes was hanging with her arms up in the air fatsened to a beam going across the porch and her legs in a spreader bar. She was dressed in a black cut out...
Steph decided that she wanted more tattoos. She talked to Fitz about it and he said he'd love to do them for her. She was undecided about what she wanted but Fitz said he had some ideas he'd like to try. Steph decided to trust him and become his canvas. Her next visit to his tattoo parlour resulted in two new tattoos, around the huge areolae on each breast....
Author's notes: 1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first. 2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything describe...
We had been discussing having our nipples pierced for a long time. We had no experience of it, knew nobody, who had any permanent piercing, but we had been experimenting with “play piercing” for several years. Our play piercing started as we began to explore our love. Simultaneously we had both realised that we have extraordinarily high pain thresholds. S...
There have been 7 earlier parts to this story and while I wanted to give readers some direction back to the earlier sections at the head of Ch 7, my lack of experience with Literotica meant that didn't appear. Please read the earlier sections they are probably necessary to get the full sense of what is going on. In my next stories I will try to write each c...
I do not know how long, I was chained to the wall. I can only guess but it feels like two days and I need to go to the bathroom, bad. I will go and be in trouble later. I hear a door open and then close. I hear boots coming towards me .I feel hands on me; they are making me feel the same way the drug did. I feel a leather collar being put back on my neck. I...
"Wake up! It is time for you to go to your dark room." Groggily, I opened one eye to see a Magda standing by the side of my cot. She had been shaking my shoulder in order to wake me up. "Wha.. wha... what do you want?" "Come on, Messalina. It is time for you to go into the dark. Before you do that, I am to give you a shot." As she said this, she held up...
His wrists were lashed to the top corners of the bed, the Velcro straps firmly anchored tight, leaving him no room to wiggle. His ankles were likewise pulled against the bed frame, leaving a small indentation in his flesh. It would leave a mark, but one that would disappear in a few hours. Other marks from tonight would prove more permanent. He rocked his a...
----- He walked out of the club, nodding to the bundled up security at the door while wishing them a good weekend, and strode into the cold night. There were more shadows than lights, and the crunchy crusting of snow and ice on the sidewalk contrasted with the black slickness of the pavement. His steady gait toward the canal bridge gave no indication that h...
Chapter 31: Scapegoat Over the next five days, Alex's odor became stronger and more disgusting, almost to the point where Ayla was forced to plug her nose. She didn't however, because the stench was proof of her dominion over the new body. Alex was now covered with dried, crusty layers of the new Mistress's semen so heavily, that it flaked off from time to...