Trying to work out what exactly it is that is the fountainhead of one's leaning towards particular sexual desires is always hard. Maybe, for me, it was that time in early puberty when my elder sisters, in one of their endless attempts to put a brighter sibling in his place, tied me up so I was unable to free myself. Honestly, it's either that or, later, the...
18 The Dawn of Cindy Moundlicker Rosa stepped out into the pale daylight of the courtyard. It was a cool day, with grey clouds and a fresh breeze running through the prison. The threat of rain, however, would not dampen the anticipation of the crowd that she knew would be waiting for her in the town square. She was about to complete her descent to a deprav...
So, here I am, on a Friday morning, sitting behind my laptop writing down the recent and current experiences as instructed by my beloved wife. Just so you know, as I write this, my dick is enclosed and locked in a chastity cage (guess who has the keys) with a pulsating, vibrating cock ring over the penis tube of the device, hugging my balls at the same time....
There was a 'clicking' noise as the television was turned on. Slowly, the blurry fuzz of black and white static started to focus in on an image. It was a cheap-looking television studio, like those used in the late night infomercials, complete with what looked to be a studio audience. A grinning man with a toothy smile and greasy, slicked bad black hair app...
I am a young woman, traveling with two of my friends. We are in Amsterdam, walking in one of the shopping streets just off the main plaza. Amsterdam is full of porno shops, what they call "Sex Shops." We have walked past several of them, each time daring each other to go in. Finally, we see one sort of down a narrow little alley off the main street, and deci...
The mini van pulled into the driveway of the single family home, set back nearly one hundred yards from the road in a semi rural area, and not within view of any neighbors or passer by. It was 6:00PM on a Friday in July. Laura, the petite thirty five year old brunette driver, and sole occupant, had snorted cocaine in one last attempt to fortify her courage,...
Olga Hemming listlessly entered through the servant's entrance of the next mansion, her third today. Just to make ends meet, she had to add this one to her list of places where she was hired as an assistant cleaner. The rather snooty butler showed her where the cleaning supplies were, and the head housekeeper took her in tow, showing her what needed to be do...
You are always so good at making lists, Becca! This is a compliment I hear a lot from colleagues and friends alike. Always meant sincere, it does have a backhanded element to it. It labels me organised, bureaucratic, predictable. Rebecca, the Excel Queen. Rebecca, mind you. Not Bec or Beckie. Not Becca, either. But people are so quick with shortening my na...
The Idea Janette had been a little worried lately. Alan had been busy at work for the past few months and had not been paying her as much attention as she would have liked. She was beginning to feel a little insecure of her own femininity and was wondering if Alan might have a little something on the side. She herself had been busy at the lab recently and d...
Deeply immersed in her work, Sabrina was interrupted by a knock on her door. Setting her textbook down, she rose from her seat and made her way to the door. Sabrina somehow always found a distraction from her work, even though her current task was something she needed to get done. Being an astronomy major at her local college came with a large quantity of wo...