I looked at the alarm clock. 12:47. So over 45 minutes that I'd been trying to sleep with no success. My Master hadn't come to bed yet. I had a bedtime but he was allowed to stay up as late as he wanted. I thought this was rather unfair, but I didn't make the rules. Sleep seemed out of reach for the time being, and I was getting a little hungry. So I got up...
Taylor left Tom trying to catch his breath, kneeling in the middle of his living room floor covered in a sheen of sweat. As he came down from his high the realization of what had transpired started to hit him. He had never really fantasized about being submissive to a woman the way Taylor was requiring him to be but the orgasms were more intense than anythin...
Seeing Stephanie in that belt and unable to cum has got me obsessing. I need to find a way to do that to myself. I don't want a chastity cage; I want to be hard and teased and denied for longer than I can stay in my machine. I'm still trying to work out the details. I already have a portable version of my machine; that much I know. But I'm struggling in wor...
"I know this is all you can ever think about, whore," he said. His hands were holding her wrists, keeping them pressed above her head against the shower wall, and he gave them a squeeze to emphasize the final word. "I know how much you want to be constantly full of my cock." "Yes Sir!" He was fucking her fast and deep and the feeling was so overwhelming it...
I would like to thank everyone who commented about continuing this series without the pics. I really appreciate the kind words and encouragement. This is the first chapter without Rebecca's fantastic art. I will do my best to not disappoint. I do expect this series to continue for at least a few chapters; however Rebecca was the driving force and had great i...
My wife and I continued to see Doctor Stern in the months that followed. We learned how shifting our power dynamic can help her to cope with the childhood sexual trauma that had colored our sex life since we met. I had not even been aware of our dynamic until we explored it with Dr. Stern. She helped us to create a space where my wife was in control and felt...
The diary continued for quite some pages. I was looking forward to reading more later. But there was a schedule to keep. I grabbed my notepad and recorder and headed toward Zerzinski's place. "The thing is," Zerzinski said matter-of-factly, "if I heard some of the things I have said to you when I was younger, I would have thought I was an asshole." "Even...
WARNING: This is a FANTASY story. It may contain themes of consensual non-consent, slavery, dominance/submission, and/or extreme pain. Please do not try any of this at home. Do not try ANY fantasy with ANYONE unless you've discussed it in detail with them beforehand. Informed consent is fucking mandatory. ***** A sharp pain woke you suddenly. You were grog...
It was Friday night and my wife had just left on a weekend business trip. I helped her pack all of her bags, she always packs too many suitcases, and waved goodbye from our front door as she drove away. I love when she takes these frequent trips because it provides me plenty of time to indulge my darkest passions and desires, desires that can only be fulfill...
To most people Sarah was an unremarkable college student like any other. Granted, being a futanari did make her at least a little bit special in the eyes of those who knew about her "features", but you wouldn't assume anything about her in day to day life. Sarah was fairly tall, had blonde hair that ended around her chest and formed a nice frame to...