A/N: This piece is a work of fiction, the people in it are not real (well I am but the events and other people are not). Any similarities are coincidence, and should be dismissed. The first half of this story is based on real events, the walk and the pants, so have fun with that understanding. This story is about a Trans Woman, and I refuse to use the "tr...
I walk out of the Dollar General when it is late at night. It is a new moon, so it is complete dark on the side street where I parked. I put the groceries in the back of my car without a care in the world. When I walk around to get in my car, a strong man grabs me from behind and puts a rag with a substance, I assume is chloroform, over my face until I pass...
Ever since Evan and I fucked in the conference room we have been taking little risks here and there at the office. Sometimes I'll give him a quick BJ in the supply room and sometimes we'll have a quickie in the building stairwell as it is always empty. One night while sitting on my couch at home I get a text from him. Evan: I have a really kinky idea Me: Y...
I look down at the letter I had received. There wasn't any return address only instructions to go to this address. I approach the door and see another envelope with my name on it taped to the door. I don't know what draws me on, but I take the envelope and open it. Within is a key and another message in the same handwriting. It tell me to go inside and chang...
Part 1: The Cashier and the Shopper Shopping at the Wiggly Piggly at three in the morning because you are dealing with mad crazy insomnia issues helps some. I retrieve the handheld basket from the front of the store. I have no idea what to buy. I'll let the items speak to me. I wander around the store checking out their products offered. My first stop, the...
Dedicated to Judi Ann. This series was written at her request. This is a 6 part series. If you have not read the preceding stories, please do so first to know the background. She awakes completely and utterly in love... and pain. Her body is a mass of pain from cuts, scrapes, bruises, and muscle aches. She is pretty sure that he has torn her pussy a little...
My wife and I have been married for 30 years and as a lot of marriages go, sex was not a constant or even a twice-weekly event. I guess I should describe myself. My name is Bill and I am a fifty-year-old man who was always so busy working and taking care of the family that sex was usually not a priority in my life. For my age I look fairly good at 6 feet tal...
The weekend. Two days 'off' under our mother's scrutiny. Two days to contemplate the week before. To mentally relive it. All my trepidation had gone. I loved it all. Loved showing my body. Loved hearing them talk about me as if I wasn't there. Loved being told what to do. Loved the hunger in their eyes. Love that their eyes never leave my body, never get ti...
We have spent 2 years of bliss together. We have loved, laughed, and You have further enslaved Your boy to the point that i cannot refuse any order, and my sole existence is centered around pleasing You. Then You have to leave. i go on to meet a hot, divorced, soccer mom at the gym, court her, and marry her. i "settle", because i am alone and need someone. I...
Kim had spent a restless night. The images of what had happened kept her awake and haunted her dreams. She didn't understand these feelings. How could she have enjoyed the way he'd humiliated her. Watched her pee. Touched her when someone she knew well was standing right by her. Fed her his cum off his fingers. She didn't understand why she responded to him...