Author's Note. I am deeply indebted to Pickykinky and Mostera 1 for providing editing services and generally making this a better story. For my US readers I would like to point out that what your colleges refer to as semesters, UK colleges call terms. There are only three terms in a year and they are between ten and 14 weeks long, depending on whether east...
She always felt so much at home when she visited the island. Silly really since she spent almost all of her time elsewhere -- working long, tedious hours at the law firm so. Still, her vacations always brought her here -- to the warm breezes, the smell of the ocean, the lush foliage -- so it seemed that each time she was able to visit, she was coming home. T...
"HELLo James Ian." "Ummm! Hi. Desmond right?" "Yes. Forgive my Mother. She will learn her place as I get older." "Place?" If James could physically swallow in his spiritual state he would. He had a very strong hunch that this Reflection was not right in the head. At least he couldn't read the thoughts James had. "You are correct James. But, wrong that I...
I hope you enjoy this story. Edited by DRGRIFFIN Sunday morning at Ivan's While still in a deep sleep, I dreamed that my breasts were being touched. What was happening? Oh yeah, I was in Ivan guest bedroom the morning after going to the soccer match with the posse. Laying on my back, I slightly opened an eye to see what was going on. I realized my new y...
To all my readers, a big hello. This is my maiden story in Literotica. Being an avid reader for many years, I had many stories in my mind to share with my friends. It was not until recently that I decided to start writing. This story is filled with lust betrayal paranoia and psychological affirmations of the carnal mind. Feedback is much appreciated and woul...
I'm Five. No, not five years old, or you wouldn't be reading this here! My real name is Gabriel, though I usually go by Gabe, and I am the Master of the House of Bondage. If you look up "House of Bondage" on line you will get lots of hits, but none of them are us -- it's our private name for the house where I live with Liz, aka the Tormentor, and Sara, who...
"He's a nice guy!" Genevieve insisted. "They're all nice guys," Maylene replied with a coy grin as she leaned against the bar counter. "Yeah. Right." Her friend shook her head unconvinced. As the two women waited for their drinks at the bar, Genevieve, a taller honey-blonde, was running the two-minute drill on Maylene. Genevieve and her other friends had...
Our tale takes a cruel twist at this point. As a result, there is less sex in this chapter than normal. I don't necessarily view it as a negative to the advancement of the narrative. There is some light oral and lesbian sex, but mostly, we're pushing forward. It's not always sunshine and roses. This chapter is like all others in that STD's are not an issue....
Content: Mostly F/m but some m/m in the last chapter. ***** Chapter 1 – Enslaving their boyfriends Daphne pulled her car into the parking space and marvelled at the Gynarchic Alliance male processing facility that occupied the square mile of countryside. Ones just like it had been built all over the world. Gina, her best friend since they had started toge...
Ann stood at the end of the bed with her hands on her sexy hips, looking at me for the longest time, trying to decide what to do. I was laying still, a little scared to move, which didn't make a lot of sense since it was Ann standing there. Sure she was wearing a red wig, playing the part of Barbara, a high-class escort from somewhere in Northern Virginia, b...