Edited by RightfullyWrong You greet me with a nod and a glance. I know I have to obey your instructions and walk into your room silently. I stand there as you walked around me, touching my clothes, a single finger tracing my form. Standing face to face, you grab the collar of my shirt and, expressionless, you rip it open and shred it from my body. Withou...
The following story is fiction, written purely for entertainment purposes and not based on any actual event. Please enjoy reading: "Jilnar Jardaly's Hot Buttered Buns" ***** Greetings and salutations, my friends. I'm Paul. I noticed there's a lot of Jilnar Jardaly worshipers around here so I thought you all might like to read how she inducted me into he...
I am owned. It seems a strange thing to say, but there it is. I am owned by my housemates. There are three of them -- Simon, Justin and Karen -- and they own me. Well, perhaps it might more accurately be described used rather than owned, but as I lie here in my bed with a bruised and battered pussy and with Simon's cum leaking out into my knickers, I fee...
For years I've had a hankering for my sister-in-law. We lived in the same house with her and my wife's mom for a time. Believe me, it wasn't easy. See, my sister-in-law, Roxanne, is a bitch! A spoiled rotten one at that. She's a couple years older than my wife and me, but she's so damned childish its not even funny! Everything must be her way. She gets reall...
My husband was into some sick shit. That was why I married him in the first place. I never would have been happy with an ordinary man. I needed someone that could control me like a father. Donnie was that guy for me. He had been in the military for many years. He didn't talk about it much but I knew that the experience had fucked him up. I could see it in t...
Around 3 p.m. the doorbell rang. I sent Anna to answer it while I followed to watch. I knew it was just a delivery driver with the toys I had ordered for my girl toy. Disappointingly he had left the packages on the step and was already back in his truck when she opened the door. That was down the drain. However the toys were going to be fun. I had her bring...
I was already hard and I hadn't even put on my panties yet. Clearly I was anticipating what was to unfold for this evening. Late last evening my girlfriend Roberta (who actually hated that name so I must call her Robbie), had me dress in my white baby doll with loose fitting, thin nylon panties. I also wore white thigh highs and white stiletto heels. She fu...
Yesterday, I fed her my special stir-fry dinner, assembled from whatever veggies I had on hand at the time, with fresh mung-bean sprouts, right off the windowsill, where I sprouted them. Strips of steak cut from yesterdays dinner. Seasoned with Thai peanut sauce. Boiled rice and hot tea. After dinner, we talked of this and that, avoiding mutual raw emotions...
Sarah heard a car pull up and saw the flash of lights in the driveway. She thought maybe it was her friend, Linda, who was supposed to be coming over for Sarah to massage her ankle that was recovering from a bad sprain. Sarah had learned massage as a child and had even earned her living that way at one point. Although it wasn't her primary job anymore, she s...
Chapter Seven: The Devil's Five Way? I wasn't at all shocked to open my eyes and find myself in Herne's Grove. But for some reason, for a moment, I almost felt disappointed. If you'd asked me why, I don't know that I could have given a reason that didn't sound like a betrayal. "My Priestess." Herne rose from the almost marble-looking stone edifice that so...