Author's Note: Feel free to create your own fantasies with whomever you wish. Please do not continue someone else's specific stories. However, you may start a story with the same character(s) someone else already has a story for. The POV (you) can be male or female. The default POV in the intro is male, but the machine can change that. You don't have to foll...
At least she had gotten some rest. Ann's breasts still hurt from yesterday's feeble tries, but nothing she couldn't deal with. Just that her attempts to create replicas of her soft twins haven't been really successful. She had gone out clubbing with Sue the day before and her head was still dizzy from all the booze. They had agreed to meet again around noon...
Almost a month had passed since I was abducted. We found out, just my bad luck, that my attacker had actually worked for the hotel we were staying at. He did live on the other side of the river but his work place was so close to my old apartment that he could slip out during his breaks to go and post his filth through my mail slot. The night I was abducted...
I submit this work in the form of a dialogue relating to censorship and bigotry, an all to common occurrence in the workplace and our lives. * "You can't put that up in here Sonny." "What?" "That! It's a piece of filth 'init. You can't hang that up in here." "Want to watch me? This work is part of the exhibition." "I don't care if it's part of the blee...
Bob looked at the two trapped breasts approvingly. Those wonders of nature were truly amazing, and the daring girl behind the wall fascinated him to no end. What a stroke of luck that the girl has willingly made her cute pillows freely available for the exhibition, only separated from the undoubtedly excited girl by a thin, wooden wall. He listened intentl...
1: Bar Ben Openshaw, Black-stained oak with leather and stainless steel fittings. I include the bar as the first item in this collection because it represented, for me, the starting point of this exploration. A couple commissioned me to make them a bar, and showed me a number of drawings and photographs. None were in a modern idiom; the models appeared to...
Luke Whittingham is an artist. He was born in 1967. He was prominent in the 90s on the London Art scene. His most famous work to date is "Committed to Death" (2004), an installation which can be seen in The Royal Academy, London. He currently lives in SoHo with his two cats. Lucy and Mary. The shop window is full of televisions sets. Each one shows a differ...
In a certain town, in a certain district, there was a popular slave market that you'd decided to see for yourself. The market was famous for it's exhibitions; large scale events where trained slaves were shown off to potential buyers. Beautiful men and women, all remarkably trained in pleasure and obedience, paraded around an audience to show which ones were...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Twelve. 1996. (February.) Rupert, early-forties. Out of the blue I received a phone call from Rupert, the artist I did some life modelling for you may recall. At the culmination of the final class there had been a certain amount of euphoria and in the confusion he'd forgotten...
A week after moving to live with the Williams', Skye received a call from the State Department. The Official said Skye and a companion of her choice had been invited to visit China for seven days on a cultural exchange next month, a visit that had been approved by both Governments. "But why?" "Because you have significant impact as a writer in parts of Chi...