After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. In the end I guess Human Recourses had figured me out correctly. All those years in BDSM chat-roo...
I want to finish the story since I have some avid readers and I don't want to leave you "hanging," so to speak. However, I've noted a significant drop in the number of votes and the rating of the last couple chapters - so if you want to encourage me or have constructive suggestions, please vote and/or leave a comment. ***** Confined to the cage and in tot...
Dear Shoeblossom, I am just an ex-cocktail waitress who married a troubled but worthwhile guy. Mom always told me to find someone classy like a dentist or a Buick dealer. "Mariah, it's as easy to fall in love with a rich guy as a broke guy." But I fell for Raymond Withers, Jr. hard, and I married him right before he went to Vietnam. Still, as in all marria...
Fraternity life is usually pretty awesome. Its better than living in the dorms and I have made friends and business contacts that I know I will be availing myself of for the rest of my life. If there is a negative to fraternity life on our campus it is little sisters. Don't get me wrong I love Sororities and the mixers with them are great but little sister...
This story is part of a series. It will make more sense if you read the earlier chapters. If you are offended by bodily functions or female domination, please read no further. Everyone in the story is 18 or over. ***** Henry woke up the next morning after the get-together with Kathy and Margaret ready to go to the office and wondering what might happen nex...
Apply wax, cool wax, rip wax, cool skin... Ms. Jessica soon gets into a rhythm and I'm falling into it with her. I'm managing the pain by noticing how quickly it transforms into pleasure. Every time she rips away a new leaf of wax it's as if she's ripping the chord that spins the gyroscope of my arousal. My hard-on redoubles its enthusiastic dance with every...
Chelsea was sitting at her dinner table on a Monday evening working on a slide deck for her company's new product launch when a text came in. "Show us." A small jolt ran through Chelsea's loins as she rose from her chair to begin her punishment. It had been two days since her last encounter with her Master and Mistress and they had decided upon a devious p...
A crate arrived at the home of Miss Tina. It was unusually large and heavy and had to be carried by four men. When the men had left after she had given them a tip, she opened the lid and beheld quite a sight. Inside were two women tied up in very uncomfortable positions. Their feet, which were dressed in ballerina boots without any heels, were behind their h...
I had been kneeling in front of Ms. Panington for some time as she finished her breakfast of omelet, bacon, toast, and orange juice. My mind was firing in a confused fashion and I was unsure which of many thoughts, feelings, and impulses to pay attention to, and which to ignore. Fight or flight was quite pronounced and I contemplated getting up then and ther...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. So I guess Human Recourses had me figured out alright. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and web...