The past few years have been crazy, when you consider who I was before it all began. I've graduated college and have a fantastic job doing something I love. But none of it was what I would have expected, at least not before the day that changed my life. My name is Harley. I was 19 years old and a freshman in college. I was pretty athletic and in great shape...
This fabulous website known as Literotica.com offers a plethora of reading material in many different categories. Therefore, despite attempts to make the site easy to use by putting the stories into specific categories, there always seem to be some readers who manage to get lost and find themselves reading a story that they REALLY don't like. Often they deci...
The room looked like an old movie police interrogation room. Plain, cinderblock walls painted a dull grey, one door in, one small lightbulb on a wire hanging overhead. The corners of the room were cast in semi darkness, but visible enough to see there was nothing there. The only things in the room were two shapes covered by sheets and a single stool. I cros...
"It says everyone is to gather at the main pavilion at noon for lunch and they will go over the rules of the hunt," my wife said as she sat on the edge of the back of the jeep, her feet resting on the bumper as she looked over the packet we received when we checked in. We were at a private, members-only campground in northern Michigan. We had just recently j...
The internet is just a pool of photos with little explaination that make one question, theorize, and fantasize about the backstory to the photograph. Here I'm encouraging authors to find some of their favorites and see what they can do with their minds and a google image search. Enjoy what their perverted minds have come up with and here is a link to the for...
The metal of the exam table was cold against my ass. I don't know why they even bother with the paper gown, since it doesn't close around the back - and since I'll be naked soon enough anyway. The lead researcher was busy behind a desk as his assistant handed me a clipboard. "We'll have to videorecord your responses as well, you understand?" the assistant c...
Her Butler Alternative Ending © Pat Annon 2020 [This is an alternative to part 4 of the story series, Her Butler. It is an exploration of consent and non-consent in a long term D/s relationship.] Jennifer was at his bedside when her butler died. "Complications following his stroke." Memories of a life well lived flooded the room as she processed his final...
"Thank you all for coming today," Quaesi announced into a speaker system that reverberated through the room. Idle chatter had ceased at this point, and all eyes were intently focused on the experimentor and his experimentee. Larissa sat in the center of the room, restrained and patiently waiting for Quaesi. "Today we will begin a series of experiments conc...
Suggar daddy contract The following is a contract that I developed for myself, hoping that one day I would find someone who is daring enough to sign it with me. Possibly it is an inspiration for all writers of domination, submission, sugar daddy or slave stories. Or it might even inspire you to find someone that you would want to sign this contract for?...
Some days went by after the meeting. Days when I held in my mind her face, her voice, her words, her tone, her assurance, her nuances of expression, the look on her face as she spoke. Days when I was sure that I'd failed, then hopeful I had not. Days when I wished I'd not said what I had, and had said what I hadn't. Days when I cringed at my clueless...