The Leather Man from Domestic Dungeons parked his vintage AC Cobra in front of the house and I opened the door to let him enter. I had been instructed by my wife to wear only a thong for his Friday afternoon visit. A tall, swarthy man in his 50s, wearing a bright white shirt, black leather trousers with a black leather waistcoat eyed me with amusement. "Nic...
Some of you have asked me to describe my cock. I am not going to lie to you yeah. I'm not the owner of some big huge cock. But it isn't a tiny little one either. However when it is soft it isn't anything remarkable. It's quite small but you're not interested in that part! I'm what you would call a grower not a show-er. What I have is 6 inch cock that is v...
It was a fairly normal encounter during fetish weekend: Two masters sitting at the bar and chatting, their subs on leashes behind them. In this case, one of them had a rubber gimp on his leash, hands chained behind its back, a gas mask with darkened lenses obscuring its features. The other one had a rubber puppy sitting at his feet, hands locked in rubber pa...
Part 1 I had been a sperm donor for four or five years - visiting the nearby fertility clinic three or four times annually to jerk myself off into one of their little plastic cups - when the letter arrived. The need for sperm donors had only been brought home to me when friends of my older sister had trouble getting pregnant and found that their tests rev...
For years, Dean had been a fan of the superheroes. Fantastic Four, Avengers, and X-men were almost an obsession with him since he was 4 years old, but he was fourteen now. As much as he loved the heroes, now it was the heroines that filled his thoughts and dreams. Maybe it was exposure to his Mom's soap operas or his brother's Hustlers and porn videos that p...
They rushed out the gates of the palace, crammed into the steam-powered carriage, whose engine had been left stoked up in anticipation of the need for a speedy getaway. The carriage bounced through the narrow alleys of Istanbul at top speed, the chauffer honking its horn at any unfortunate person who got in his way. The girls were dispersed into the alleyw...
Last month, at the party, the Year's Last Virgin had failed in his attempts to have sex with Carol. Could an encounter with a haunted TV from the Twilight Zone alter history...? Electro rhythms pulse up through the floor. They vibrate the bed softly. And the crumpled duvet and mound of coats that rock in warm drunken waves of darkness. And Carol. Mounting h...
Original version by Lemaringouin, translated by Pimanko Chapter 22 Stephanie's Arrival at New Dairy Claude was in the airport hallway waiting for the arrival of flight 365. He saw Stephanie debark the airplane with a large smile on her lips, pass through immigration formalities and exit the door which led passengers the baggage reception area. He walked o...
"Not bad." Sandra Hamilton whispers to herself as the new and improved Chyoa format appears on her laptop as the buxom coed leans back against the pillow covered backboard of her bed. It has been a few weeks since she has logged onto her most shameful secret; that she loves interactive pornography. With finals now over, and nothing to do, the chest...
Lady Sally's airship powered away from Essen. It was the first occasion Captain Wyndham had tested her acceleration, and he was not disappointed. She easily reached a cruising speed of 80 mph and sped away, leaving the smoke and grime coated Ruhr receding in the distance. They were many miles away before the embarrassed man from the Ministry was discovered...