Victoria loved power. Horsepower, lots of money, power lunches, and power shopping. At barely twenty four she had been an integral part of a male dominated society and by far one of the most tenacious women advocates for women's rights and personal freedoms. But she kept a secret. A dirty little secret, one which haunted her dreams yet burned so deep into he...
This chapter has a bit of world building, I hope you all enjoy my first try at this. The next chapter is going to be... probing... deeper into this company... ***** Heather walked into the slick white office, all glass desks, black trim, and spotless. Sasha saw her looking around at the surroundings in awe, "Our cleaners come in every night, and trust me...
"This is so gross." I sighed, staring down at the girl lying on my bed. "Why do I have to be so shameless and cheap." She was just lying there, naked, her mouth slightly agape, her eyes open and unblinking. No... she wasn't a dead hooker. Actually, she was never alive in the first place. She was one of those pricey sex dolls you've heard about on the intern...
The throne room of Stormwind, the place where the most important decisions for the future of the Alliance, one of Azeroth's two major powers, were made. A place of dignity, wisdom and naked people getting orally pleased by their inferiors and (sometimes) superiors. A new kind of table had recently become popular in noble circles. On the surface, it was just...
The conference rooms had no windows. A hot pink inflatable palm tree had withered under internal air loss. A green inflatable turtle was flat on the ground. A black boot mark on its back and busted open seam hinted at its fate. Someone had written with pink lip stick on the wall: "Always be closing." The writing was in a cursive tattoo style, where the first...
This is a LONG story. If you don't like long stories or stories driven by plot and characters rather than just sex, you might want to skip this one. -------- ---------------- Disclaimer: The following story is a work of (hopefully) erotic fiction. If you are offended by graphic descriptions of sexual activities, please stop reading now. Any resemblance bet...
I remember she made me try the Sissy Peni-Pacifier in the store. It was a humiliating day outing, meant as "my" Christmas gift. Dressed up in a tiny bright red sexy elf costume with marabou trim around the edges that ended at my sissy clit, black fishnet stockings and 4" black heels, with a ridiculously large shiny red bow in my hair, surrounded by mirrors a...
*This is a story in three parts that will only makes sense if read in order. *This is Part 1 * My name is Susan, and this is a story that you probably haven't heard before. They say that revenge is a dish best served cold, but I found out that revenge is actually best served naked. Allow me to explain. I'm 5'10'', about 155lbs, 36-28-36 with natural C-cu...
Alright. So this one is out of the blue. I got messed up over the weekend at a friend's house, logged on to my computer, and realized I had written about 8 pages of this. It was rough and repetitive, still kinda is, but the concept was there. It was funny and a little dark as well as absolutely ridiculous. So, Disclaimers. Got some nonconsent, dick on chick,...
Disclaimer: This story takes time to develop and as such, the sex scene takes place toward the end of the story. Just a heads up. ----- "And we're back, live here in the Channel Six studio; joining me now is Dr. Johan Bukowski, lead surgeon heading the SAFE project. Doctor, thank you for being here." "Thank you Sarah, it's a pleasure." "Just to clear th...