The following morning. The Princess slowly stirred herself awake. As she slowly regained her awareness, she tried to recall the events of the night prior. Her brain felt like it was sifting through fog and her whole body felt groggy. Heidi couldn't remember anything. "I went up to my room. I saw Sophie," Heidi tried to jog her memory by recalling what sh...
It starts off as the User is having one of their normal average days. Until a notice on the user’s smart phone tells them that they have the chance to download the app. And that message makes some bold claims. “Congratulations, you have been selected to get the Harem App. The App allows you to make any man or woman, real or fiction a willing and loyal member...
Lucy had just turned 25 and had spent it the way she normally did: sitting at home in her underwear looking at porn. She was fit, had B-cup tits, one of the best asses at her job and had shoulder length black hair. Her brown eyes scanned her computer screen whilst her left hand was busy buried inside her panties. This is was her one day a year she got to jus...
“Greetings, Professor. Thank you so much for accepting a position here at Garreg Mach Monastery. Though I realize you had little choice, considering I threatened to have you stripped of your belongings and banned from the monastery if you refused.” Before you stands Lady Rhea, wearing her immaculate archbishop robes. Their fine silk is shaped tightly around...
This is fiction. Do not read if gay action and discipline aren't your thing. ***** I was nervous as I drove through Tucson on my way to meet a man I had met online. I saw his ad on Craigslist and he said he was into dominating other men. I emailed him telling him my interests in this but also told him about my lack of experience with other men. I had been...
I wake up next to my wife; I was so tired and distraught from yesterday I never heard her come in last night. Still, I have to put my best effort into giving everything into my marriage and family and leave my rendezvous with Aaron behind me; far behind me. Lynda's back was toward me and I put my arm around her as I snuggled up to her. "No, it's uncomforta...
Harry woke with a start as his door chime rang. He lifted his eye mask and squinted into the dark. "Computer time." He whispered hoarsely, his voice still thick and groggy from sleep. "The time is 0231 Hours." Harry groaned and rolled back over. Something started tugging at his eye mask, Harry swatted at it, making contact. He wrapped his fingers around th...
The insane author, Jenny Jackson, sat on a bench near the corner of 39th and 7th Avenue in New York with a yellow legal pad across her knees. The swirling snowflakes of late December danced at her feet as she watched her character, the Private Eye, Harry Dick, across the street. Harry was dressed as a Santa Claus bell-ringer. Ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling... J...
This is a story of fiction. Bob and I wanted to write something a little longer that would include some of our fantasies. We both had input into this. It took this long to put it down because, being our fantasies, we had to take many breaks to work off the 'tension' of writing. Enjoy, Ellen Tim had always wondered what it was like to be a girl. He, of co...
'...a lady in the drawing room, a whore in the bedroom.' Copyright, 2007, by jR Contents are for entertainment purposes only. The author assumes no responsibility or liability for its use or abuse. * For me, and I suspect, most TG 'girls', the anus becomes our 'pussy.' Curiosity and a desire for the total female experience naturally led me to explore 'f...