Xavier made sure the wire transfer was successful by calling it in before he made his leave. He still couldn't believe his nose or his eyes. It was true, though. A free born wolf with eyes constantly dappled with gold grinned amiably at him. Fully a head taller than him by Xavier's judgment, the lead male shifted his weight from one foot to the other in impa...
Warning; this is not a fun, entertaining graphic encounter story. When I posted the first part of these memoires, I'd meant to enter it under 'non-erotic', as I know it's not what many come here looking for. It showed up under BDSM, and I'm not sure if that's because I pressed some wrong button, somewhere, or if someone along the way thought better of my ide...
Dear Writers: Yes, I agree - there are already How-To-Guides written about Story Tags and they're really great with plenty of examples (advice here -- you should definitely read them in the FAQ section). So why another one? There are two important things missing or that have not been highlighted enough, which you should also keep in mind when choosing the...
Prologue "You my dear friend need to get laid." "What?" Jessie screeched, not sure she had heard her friend and boss' statement correctly. "You heard me Jess. Look at you, writing out your lists as if your life depends on it. Have you ever done anything without planning? Been spontaneous?" Melissa James, the owner and employer of the James Coffee Shop...
James felt as if he was going insane. It was summer, the sun was shining and he was at the beach ogling girls. Tits of all shapes and sizes surrounded him, wrapped in bikini tops, one pieces and other pieces of fabric of varying coverage. James' heartbeat pounded in his ears and throbbed in his crotch, digging a furrow in the sand beneath him. He was lying o...
1. Abigail Melons, uncommonly pretty and figure to die for, was feeling routinely fabulous as she arrived for work. She was thoroughly looking forward to the day ahead of her. She always did. What young lady wouldn't enjoy her job when her place of employment was populated almost exclusively by men who were head over heels for her? It was a most acceptable...
Angelo was still working on Shayna's blonde wig. He fussed with it, combed it, and teased it. Angelo knew a romantic style was very important to Sir Dominique. Shayna was escorted to a tremendous makeup table. Saki placed a headband on her that stretched her scalp and raised her non-existent eyebrows into a feminine position. Shayna could tell Saki was an e...
Lucy had just turned 25 and had spent it the way she normally did: sitting at home in her underwear looking at porn. She was fit, had B-cup tits, one of the best asses at her job and had shoulder length black hair. Her brown eyes scanned her computer screen whilst her left hand was busy buried inside her panties. This is was her one day a year she got to jus...
Girl I am interested in talking with you. I have been looking for a live-in female slave who is looking for, needs, and wants a strong Dom/Master, who is a disciplinarian that can and will put you in your proper place while giving you that wonderful feeling of being surrounded by your Master's loving, caring, and protective arms. If you have recognized your...
(Note: This story is designed to be read by the sub in a D/s relationship. Particularly, by a younger female sub for an older male Dom. The story is written in the first person and the present tense from the Dom’s point of view and addressed to the sub. The story is not meant to imply in any way that the sub or any of the participants are younger than the ag...