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A Crucifixion of Pleasure

by LesbianLordSatan on Apr 17, 2018
BDSM

The ashes of her cigarette trickled to the floor between my legs. I could smell the smoke and noticed a hint of menthol, but I was unable to look up, due to my predicament. Rope bound my outstretched arms to a t-shaped metal floor rig. It was, at this point, bent forward, and I was on my knees with my feet tightly bound to the base. My black hair hung before...

What We Do With It Ch. 02

by IndysGurrl on Sep 12, 2017
Non-Erotic

*Love makes us gods - With one exception; after the crucifixion we have to roll away our own stone* - S.M. Sitting there in the early morning in the middle of Queens listening to my guide explain to me exactly what The Powers That Be had done to my soul is an experience that will stay with me forever. “We pulled you out early as we do with a good many sel...

The Crossing

by Gregsta66 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Dave had wanted to be crucified for as long as he could remember. He was brought up in the Catholic religion and even though the religious side of things had never made much sense to him he found the images of the crucifixion and the scourging erotic beyond words. He had long kept his fantasies to himself until he saw a personal in his local newspaper. It re...

Modeling Contract Ch. 11

by bonnietaylor on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

There was fear in Jan's eyes as she watched the masked men bound her securely to the post. She had no idea who these men were but as she tried to move she realized that they had secured her so both of her holes were open and available to them. She was nude and her legs were open wide. Bob and Ralph had secured her body extremely tight to the big round post...

Training of a Cum Slut

by niteowl2003 on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Part 1. Karen was blonde haired, five foot two tall and what can only be described as a BBW figure including as I found out her 44DD breasts. We actually met through the company I run filming female fantasies, and her tale there like in another story entitled The Idea chapter 3. To save you having to find this story, I will include excerpts here now. Bas...

Lawrence and Elaine in Focus

by Insertitude on Sep 13, 2017
Anal

Lawrence Richards was in a bad mood. He was a fine art photographer who specialised in landscape and architecture, but like most artists, he was struggling to make ends meet. Now, he had had to resort to wedding photography to pay the bills and he hated it. Shooting weddings reminded him of crucifixion except that it was slower and more painful, and to add i...

Far Pangaea 35 : First Lady

by SZENSEI on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The trip home seemed like forever. The train of cargo containers holding up their pace. The closer they got to the Ganthorian craft their new recruit Roman Centurion Gaicazar marveled at the massive vessel. "That's where we live." Jack points at the ship. Antonaeus nods as Madigan floats to his left smiling at him for revealing her potential. She hoped tha...

The Art Gallery

by alf_2712 on Sep 13, 2017
How To

The rack It's your sub's appointment. She wants to have some fun. Adult fun, that is. Something x-rated. How about a bondage scene? With all the requisite teasing, and naked flesh on display. We can tie you up good. That would be fun. Of course, bondage isn't bondage without someone there to enjoy it with you. Who doesn't want to be tied up for sensation pl...

Diary of a Masochist

by lover bunny on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

**~Ripley has nad no part in the creation of this story series. She does not, and will not participate in the types of activities described in this story** part one: i think it's time to break down these walls (i woke up at 5 am this morning, panting, sweating, but incredibly cold. Immediately i felt the other side of the bed, hoping She was there...but as...

Innocence Corrupted Ch. 02

by milkybuns on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The grass was tickling his neck. However much he squirmed, he couldn’t relieve the slight prickling sensation. Andrew cast his mind back to a hour ago when he had been given his instructions by Rachel. Then it seemed such a good idea; now he wasn’t so sure. He felt disorientated, totally vulnerable and very self conscious. And the grass tickled. No matter w...