She Belongs to Me "Honey, I home." My heart stopped and a lump gagged my throat. Routine autonomic functions ceased, while my mind jolted to sharp attention from the numbing slog of household chores. "She's here. Home, yes home, my love is home with me." With the patience of a flower opening to the morning sun, my heart began to beat again and the warmth of...
I went into my room, but before I got dressed I heard Mr. Logan and my mom heading for her bedroom. I peeked around the corner and noticed that they didn't close the door all the way. Figuring that this could be a golden opportunity to get the goods on Mr. Logan, I grabbed my super high definition video camera and tip-toed down the hallway. There was a six-i...
I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** "Mary, I'd like you to stay an extra day or two, maybe even for the rest of the week. I have plenty of room. Is that somet...
The next day was Friday, and I was dreading going into work to face Kevin, the 18 year old ginger nerd who'd seen me at the 'dog show' yesterday. I knew that my days of taking the piss of him at work were over and that he was going to seek his revenge. After the show yesterday, my 'owner' had got his clippers out and shaved my head so that my surfer style bl...
Looking back, perhaps I should have paid for my girlfriend's vibrator. =*= One hand wanders across my stomach, smooth against my black latex waist cincher. The corset constricts me, and its black laces clinch me tightly. I shiver as her fingers caress the skinlike rubber and trace the steel bones which restrict me. Her other hand... =*= The vibrator, ye...
"Not so fast, sweetie." Miss Rebecca's admonition stopped me in mid-crawl, halfway toward where Rob sat, naked, with his legs splayed and his beautiful tumescent cock beckoning. Having just pleasured her, and tasted the love left by her husband, my second helping of his cum that day, all I was thinking was how much I wanted, no needed, was to feel the pulsin...
Clutching the scrap of paper that had been handed to me last night and wondering what the hell I was doing here I tapped three hard short knocks on the door, lamenting to the shop bought Christmas wreath that 'yes it was that time of year again'. When approached last night I had been in a terrible mood, whether this was obvious or not I have no idea, presu...
WARNING: TRANSSEXUAL CONTENT The story you are about to read is fanfiction and in no way do I take credit for the characters that are present within. This is based off of the established video game Mass Effect and the setting therefore belongs to its developer, Bioware. That being said, regardless of whether you are familiar with said franchise you can stil...
"Mother, please...please...ahhh..." I'm in pain. It shows in my whimpering, pleading voice. She sips her wine, smiles as she watches me walk, mince, strut around the room. I am walking as she told me too, one foot in front of the other, super-model-on-a-catwalk-like prance. She has 'worked' with me almost every night for the past three weeks, 'training' me...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Participants (all based on people known to the author. Names have been changed and ages have been altered to fit the scenarios.) Len – 64 – widowed 3 years ago (traffic accident) Tammi – Len calls her "T" – 56 - Len's next door neighbor – widowed 18 months ago (pancreatic cancer...