It began over the years, I have had a few close friends and my wife ask how I got involved in BDSM. Since I was a small boy, age 4 or so, I had fantasies of women bound, with their bare asses revealed to me. I think it might have been from some classic art book I had been exposed to that I don't remember, but that vision has remained clear to this day. The w...
My Husband's Strange Behavior Led to Sexual Adventures with Black Men Preface Victoria is closest childhood friend I have. When she told me that she wanted to write about the episodes in her life that she confided to me when she was having a hard time understanding what was happening and that she wanted my help, I did not hesitate to fly to Paris to see he...
Author's rant: I got two different editors to edit this, but after waiting a couple weeks with no reply, I said fuck it and decided to upload it after a normal Word spell and grammar check. I would get different editors, but I want to get this uploaded and I don't want to wait anymore. I'm really sorry for every error that got past my eyes, either way, enjoy...
This story is in the BDSM category for very good reasons. It deals with strong themes of female domination and non consensual sexual acts. If such material is likely to offend you then please find yourself another story. * Chapter 1 I lay on the bed, completely naked, with the most fierce erection of my life and for the third time in as many minutes I tri...
© 2014-2017 Embers The sweat on Rosa's brow chilled as she entered the large air-conditioned lobby. Although the sudden shift in temperature startled her, it offered much-needed relief; Kabira Bay was particularly muggy the day she and her family arrived. Her father, a stocky, pug-faced man with dense glasses, walked briskly ahead of her. He made a beeline...
This is the story of a spoiled teenage co-ed who is forced to accompany her parents on an African safari. She becomes seperated and is kidnapped and abused by jungle savages and other nasty sorts. There is no real violence... aside from the rapes, that is. Our heroine does come out unharmed in the end. Part One Mandy had whined the entire week before they...
III: The Wedding Chapter 23: Fun in Brisbane Maureen was already at the airport and the flight to Brisbane was without any problems, Maureen snuggled close into me and I read one of those airport thrillers, where the hero saves the world and gets the girl. The weather in Brisbane was lousy: cold and raining. We took a taxi to Eileen's home and were pleasan...
Part 1 "Here's some burnt connective tissue," she said, wiping a small grease splatter off her nipple and forking three strips of bacon onto Rod's plate. Before turning back to the stove she snapped off a piece for herself. Burnt connective tissue tasted so good sometimes, especially on a late winter morning like this. Her comment was playing to her vegeta...
All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely unintentional. Part of the Wine & Old Lace event, with a few literals corrected. PROLOGUE WE walked slowly, almost reluctantly from the warm and stifling waiting room across to Platform 7, to where the puffing engine had just dragged its train of c...
Jack prologue I saw her the first time ten years ago. Ben called me to the front of the shop for a customer. She was there with a friend looking at jewelry. It was easily discernible that she was no older than nineteen. Definitely a freshman out for her first bout of rebellion. Everything about her screamed 'too sweet', but still something about her stuck...