based on Gorean fiction by John Norman The girl sagged sobbing in her chains. Her bark-cloth skirt had been torn from her and stuffed into her mouth as a gag. She was naked but for her belt collar and brands. Her formerly long and glossy brown hair had been crudely sheared short to her scalp. Her sweaty body trembled against the dance pole. All of the ho...
My wife has a tattoo on her left thigh. I guess that there are other men whose wives have tattoos as well, but this one is unusual, if not unique. It is on the outside of her thigh, level with her pubis, hidden by a skirt or shorts, but since I designed it, I am always conscious of it being there. When she wears stockings and a suspender belt, the tattoo is...
Dominique, a beautiful, black woman stuck in a white man's world, finds a novel way to get out of paying her rent. "Hey Lady," said the landlord from the first floor landing. Hey lady? Dominque stopped in mid step to face him after successfully avoiding him for the last several days. Showing him a lot of her long, black, shapely legs, the sexy side view of...
The adventure I'm about to describe happened in spring 2000 when Jon had to go to Morocco on a business trip. He managed to get a few days holiday and took me along with him. * The journey over there was quite uneventful except for me letting one or two people see what I wasn't wearing under my dress. The flight took off late evening England time and it ha...
This is my first story on here, it's about a Daddy dom punishing his little girl for misbehaving. Any feedback would be appreciated, if it goes well then I might turn it into a series or play around with it and make an audio version from Daddy's perspective. ***** You're lying on your bed, wiling away the day after getting back from work. Front down with y...
~Everyone in the following is over the age of 18~ * Maddie looked herself over in the mirror as she slid into her uniform; a tight fitting, partially see-through white button down blouse with a high hemmed grey pleated skirt. Her dark auburn hair fell just past her shoulders, and she had styled it in a wavy curled fashion that framed her small, cute face....
Hi all So here it is. I promised you all a story that would converge the characters of several major stories I was writing, and bring them all to a climax simultaneously (pun very much intended!). And now, after several months, I can finally deliver. My reason for writing this convergence story was a combination of things. First, I realised that I had quit...
It was definitely a collaboration of wits. Leif paid attention to the details. It was what made him a prized companion, despite his antics. He had been in residence for over a year at this point and everyone had become accustomed to being wary of anything that seemed remotely suspicious. It had taken months of planning and careful choreography on Leif's par...
Hello, there. My name is Shannon McLeod and I'm a young Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, in the state of Massachusetts. A five-foot-eight, blonde-haired and green-eyed gal in her early thirties. Don't let my model-like good looks fool you. I'm one tough cookie. Currently, I'm a patrol supervisor working for the local police precinct. My all-time gr...
"It is the decision of this council to be merciful in its punishment, given the circumstance." The words still echoed in Ash's memory. Only a week had passed since his exile to the Elf Lands and it had nearly turned into a death sentence twice. Both patrols of the diminutive Elf-kin were too big for him to handle alone, but neither spotted him. Thanks to th...