Bruce panted in a mixture of fear, disbelief, and anticipation, his balls and anus tingling as he was gently tugged by the leash up the stairs; the beautiful mature form of the woman before him keeping his cock rock hard. Wicked smiles from passing madams and clients alike fell on the couple, but Bruce was oblivious to everything else but his superbly domina...
The following week was one filled with rest and reflection on the last two months that had been filled with more emotion and sex than I had ever experienced in my life. I had experienced wild, unbridled lust with three of my neighbors, and close, intimate lovemaking with the other three, falling deeply in love with Zelda. I wondered what the next four weeken...
The cool breeze wafting across her inner thigh snapped her attention back. How on earth could she have drifted off like this, in this place, in her situation. Then realisation dawned that the breeze could be important. Meg strained through the silence to hear any sound that would indicate movement by the door, but all she heard was the swoosh and boom of the...
"Ah well, time to get dressed!" Della giggled, looking at her staff with fondness. She tapped the fuzzy blue pom puff of the staff, which was once her lover's curly head of cyan hair. Once she did so, the staff was enveloped in a cloud of smoke, leaving it as nothing more than an earring. Della looked down at the funny piece of jewelry with amusement, taki...
Sexslave Training Facility Inc. (STF) The goal of the STF is, that every single woman in all countries from age 18-45 are trained properly to obey men. The training is focused on wiping out shame and anxiety, so the girls can be naked, masturbate and fuck whenever told without being ashamed. The STF focuses on eradicating women in politics and replace them...
Many thanks to Todger for editing this story. I love to hear from readers. All comments are appreciated. If you want me to hear back from me, just let me know. Please vote if you like the story. ***** Kate snuggled deeper into the nook of Sam's protective embrace and slowly opened one sleepy eye, focused, and scanned her whereabouts. They were in their bed...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Ten. 1994. (Early July.) John, early-fifties. This encounter occurred three months after my thirtieth birthday and yet again with a much older guy. Having completed my work early I headed for home intent on taking advantage of the weather for a spot of sunbathing en-route. I...
I thought I'd stop by Kmart on the way home and pick up a few things. As I pushed my cart down the aisle, I saw you again. I had noticed you several times before when shopping here. Usually my wife would be with me and I couldn't be too obvious about looking at you. I slowed down and pretended to shop as I followed along behind. you. I tried not to stare bu...
Bondage can be a beautiful thing. Used correctly, the surrender of control can be very therapeutic, as can the utilisation of control. Keeping this in mind, those who endeavor to participate in such activities may enjoy sharing this work. Those who find the concept repulsive, need not continue reading here. ***** As the Harley-Davidson roared down the high...
Over the years a number of men with whom I have corresponded and sent my naughty photos have been interested in how I got my cunt hole permanently stretched many years ago. I decided to sit down one night a write up the whole story for one of my men. I thought you might like to read it too. Also, in the latter part of the story you will notice some discussi...