She had simply gone round to his house to collect some plants for her neighbour - but he must have been in on it. She knew the man. He used to come into the shop where she worked. He was about forty-five, tall, well-built and with a bristly, black beard. He looked mildly scary but she never thought for one minute he'd be the sort to tie you up, shave off y...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (8 min/mp3) * * * * * You walk down the aisle with slow, deliberate strides. You aren't just trying to be ceremonial. You can only take small steps. Underneath your beautiful wedding gown, steel thigh cuffs are linked by a short chain. You cannot spread your legs and you can only take dainty st...
Elsa sat in her dimly lit spare room with five flickering screens on the wall for company. The uncluttered desk was all that separated her from the shelving that the screens were set upon. She had spent weeks in here, setting up this elaborate CCTV system, and now it was finally up and running. She leant back in her chair, her blouse open and her nipples pro...
We approach the door to my dorm, walking slowly with our hands in our pockets. Glancing over at her she seems sort of detached from the conversation, maybe thinking of what she's going to say when we reach my door? I feel kind of nervous as we step our way through the dim-lit corridor, it must be at least 11 at night now; all the dorms are so quiet - making...
*Note to all: I know that this switches points of narration, and I do it purposely to try and show each characters mindset. Thank you.* * The school librarian was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Standing at a perfect 5'7", she wore shoulder length straight, black hair and a smile that could knock anyone off balance. Upon her face was a pair of bla...
Dear Sarah, I am doing fine. I hope you are well. I hope your Ma and Pa and cousins are well too. I miss you very much, but the work here is hard and the days are long, and so I am keeping busy and that helps. We’ve been working from right at sunup to about supper time, then we eat, but then we have to work again until it is full dark, so the project ca...
So, Monday in the Teacher's lounge again, the Principal put a flash drive in his laptop and hooked it up to the projector. "Oh God!" I thought as I intuited that everyone was going to watch my ordeal at the reunion. "Sherry?" the Principal asked gesturing up and down my body with his eyes. "Yes, Sir," I said as I stood up and commenced my strip while m...
Some years ago, an excellent writer of adult fiction, writing under the pseudonym "Little Joe," created several characters inspired by myself and several lovely ladies we both knew. One character was based on me, Bobbie Kaye, and was nicknamed Cutie, or Little Miss Cutie. Little Joe posted a number of these wonderful stories, in which Bobbie Kaye and her fri...
(All characters are age 18+) *** After purchasing my new bikinis, my mom made a special deal with me. As we sat in her car, she explained that if I agreed to be transformed into her "perfect pool boy" for the summer, she promised take me to see a doctor about my diminutive, effeminate body. And if necessary, begin testosterone hormone therapy to get a real...
I love my wife Jennifer. I love being with her, our kids and their lives. We've been married eight years, and I wake every morning with a smile on my face. Despite the bad economy, my job is relatively safe, and while we aren't making as much money as we'd like we are fairly secure. It has been said money and sex are the two biggest reasons couples fight, a...