In this crossover, Ophelia from my story "Life Hack" meets Kumiko from my PWYS series. It's told from the former's point of view. ~~~~~~~~~~ Looking back, it's amazing how nonchalant I've become about using the spare bed in my dorm for convenient self-relief. I deliberately peed on it out of desperation for the first time halfway through last semester, and...
After a long week culminating with a longer-than-usual day in the office, I was definitely ready to go home and start the weekend. As I shut down the laptop, an idea came to mind. I first took a quick stroll around the office to ensure that I was indeed alone. My colleagues had already left for the weekend, and the cleaning staff had already come and gone,...
Author's Note: On the planet Gor, when a slave girl is hot or otherwise needful of her Master's touch/rape, she will often try to entice him to throw her onto her back before him and have his way with her forcibly, at his will. A Need Dance is one in which the slave girl strives to display her sexual needs and the desperation of these needs before her Master...
Schreckschusswaffe? Check. Kabelbinder? Check. Sturmmaske? Check. Du hast deine wichtigsten Utensilien vorbereitet. Mit zitternden Händen schaltest du den PC aus. Das Bild der Dokumente scheint sich in den Desktop hineingebrannt zu haben, dann verschwindet es und lässt dich mit deinem Spiegelbild zurück. Es wird Zeit. Entweder jetzt oder nie, du kannst die g...
This is merely a series of romantic texts I sent to my Babygirl. We like to tell little stories like this back and forth, some like this, some very dirty. But during this one she was so into what I was writing she almost never interjected through the whole thing, hanging on my every word. And I wrote each text one after the other, barely stopping between as...
I have posted this little story elsewhere but thought it might be appreciated here. If you've not come across it before, I hope you enjoy it. ***** Anne Glenson drained her coffee mug. It was the fourth she'd had that morning. It was Monday, officially Archie's day off – correction their day off – as the nature of his work meant that they never had a prope...
Margaret and Denise had met online, on a site designed for lesbians interested in more "unusual" sorts of sex play, and fetishes. They quickly learned they both had something of a penchant for anal pleasures and were intrigued by the games some like to call "toilet" play, and enjoyed medical play and settings as well. Now they were meeting face to face for t...
You hear a door quietly close, the latch clicking, the handle rattling back into place, shaking you from a glorious slumber. As your eyes adjust to the morning, you begin to take stock of your surroundings. The early morning sun cascades light across the room through the large sliding doors that lead to a balcony overlooking golden sands and clear ocean wate...
By the end of another hour, Sean was on the verge of pissing himself. He had no clue as to how he managed to not lose control all this while. Probably, the desire of saving himself from embarrassment helped him to hold on. His stomach was so bloated from the enormous amounts of urine in his bladder. He was full. So full that he clenched all his muscles with...
Dear Master, It has been so long since you last touched me, I miss you bossing me around the house. I can't wait to see what all things you have planned for me when you come back home from your business trip. Just thinking about it is making my pussy wet with anticipation. I can imagine your long slender fingertips grazing my clitoris softly before slappin...