It was supposed to be a normal camping trip with your new significant other, but it's not like you could help your curiosity when you saw the plume of smoke emerge from between the treetops. Promising your lover to return before midnight, you took off from your site. Could someone truly be living that deep into a forest that desolate? You were sure you didn'...
She stood waiting on the platform naked except for a black blindfold. He had come in twenty minutes earlier to restrain her by tying her hands with rope and stretching them up with a pulley attached to the ceiling beam. Afterward, he manacled her feet with a spreader bar to keep them separated. He then left her. The waiting was difficult for her as time slow...
It was a very tiring day and twenty-eight year old Linda Johnson just wanted to go to sleep. After working for grueling hours at her failing farm, she finally entered her bedroom. Exhausted, she wasted no time to sleep. She simply removed her farming clothes and plopped down to her comfy bed. The air was warm and she found no need to use a blanket. Her nude...
As I watched her trying to blink away the tears still threatening to spill, my heart twisted. She pulled her mouth into a cheeky grin, smiling at me as if there wasn't a spreading hole eating at her insides. She was so brave, so strong. She would never know how much her strength made any of this bearable enough for me to keep myself together, to pull those p...
And in the time it takes for her arms to slip from round his neck, her lips to pull gently from his, a wave of his lust has focused and thickened the moment. His hand twines in her hair, dragging her head backwards, exposing her throat. He bites. "Get up those stairs, now," is growled into her. She stumbles away from him, takes the three small strides requ...
Legos, a Greek slave who was twenty-four years old, not supposed to think of his mistress, Digitis, a maiden of eighteen years, in a sexual manner. Yet he could not help but do so. She was beautiful from her unruly blonde hair, often being blown everywhere even in the lightest of winds, to her trim yet desirable body. She was an example of a kind of beauty L...
This is the story of teen girl who had fight with their family for not giving her freedom. She left the home and went on drive in her dad's car. But now she lost her way and her car stopped suddenly. When she came out of car she noticed drizzle over her. She took out mobile from her purse but it also got shut down due to low battery. She started searching fo...
Jean Pierre Lemoine was an artist. His magic moved the needle through the subcutaneous tissue with surgical precision, which was no great surprise to anyone that knew him, as he did have two years of surgical residency under his belt. The surgical scars will be less noticeable than if a plastic surgeon had been over them to hide them, despite being located i...
Copyright © 2017 NOTE: To keep things relatively realistic, I sometimes use terms that are common to the photographic and arts industry but may not be understood by others. In this story I use, "TFP." The literal translations is; "Time For Prints." Now days, of course, we rarely make prints anymore, we make digital images but the term has stayed the same....
Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. The following story is the second of four parts of a tale that explores the theme of transformation. I hope that the larger narrative arc is interesting to all. I suggest you may enjoy reading the first portion, Act One & Two. I continue to work on better editing and someone has be...