Tori bobbed her head to the music and lifted her glass to her lips. She took another sip of her drink, and savored it for a moment, swishing it around her mouth, before she let it slide down her throat. All the while she looked into the camera of her phone outstretched in her other hand before she panned it around to reveal the swanky rooftop club and pool f...
Author's note: Thank you all for your kind comments on that last chapter! They really do make my day and keep me motivated to keep writing this story. I'll be posting chapters weekly, so be sure to stay tuned :) ##### When I meet up with Galiva and Olbric in the baths that night, they think I'm crazy when I tell them what I've agreed to. "Oof, you're in...
Alex and Ivana were young college drop-outs when they decided to marry, both lost and confused in the world. Alex thought he was simply using her to fill a primal urge, a object to release his lusts, while Ivana saw Alex as a walking ATM machine and a tool to prevent her from falling behind in her social circle. After all, it would not do if all her friend...
Fully clothed, I walk down the long wide corridor, noting the room numbers on the doors. Naked, collared, and leashed, you crawl at my side, the cold cement floor hard beneath your hands and knees, the cool air causing your nipples to pucker proudly. The penis gag silences your few whimpers of discomfort, and the downdraft from an overhead A/C grate reminds...
I woke up to the cold heat from a concrete flooring. I was in my dungeon. I'm a 37 year old woman, I run my own dungeon and I have a few slaves the frequent, as well as a single female slave who stays with me constantly. I looked up and there was Amanda. She was on her knees, head down and holding out a tray with my coffee and cigarettes on it. I looked at h...
Chapter 20 -- The Downfall of the Duchess Program Director Cecilia Sanchez spent the following day with her normal routine. On Saturdays she always met with her students to receive updates on their studies and how they were handling life in Danubia. The majority seemed to be adjusting well, and as for the few who were having problems, those problems were ro...
You ever wonder what it is like to do something really extreme? I've not only dreamed of it, I've done it numerous times. " What's extreme," you may ask. How about riding a bike down the side of a mountain at 120 miles per hour, a bicycle not a motorcycle? How about driving 200 mph down the New York State Northway and Thruway? Repelling? Freehand mountain cl...
I got the idea from two sources, but not at the same time. I studied psychology in school for a bit, so I was familiar with the case of Pavlov's dog. The other source of the idea came from a television commercial. You could train your dog not with verbal commands but with sounds from a "clicker", a small hand-held device that makes a sharp clicking sound wh...
Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. (c) 2003 Couture *********** I blinked away the tears welling in my eyes and looked at the cute brunette in front of me critically. She wore white. White heels, white stockings, white g-string panties, white lace corset. The corset was tight and gave her...
Chapter 11 -- Solidarity Maria Elena spent the remainder of her second week in Danubia settling into her daily routine. In the mornings she gardened at the university, then she met with Carmen and some of the other norteamericanos for lunch, and later attended language class and physical fitness training. Afterwards she went home to fix dinner and clean, an...