Thanks to Jane Urquhart for proofreading this. Attention: Most people will find the following transcripts of three of Dr. Homer Vargas's advice sessions extremely disturbing and offensive. No one without the direst need for help with these problems should be reading this. Children under 25 should GO AWAY! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Ask Dr. Vargas Greetings ag...
(Schodt – Angel No. 8 Original Mix. Music begins @ here). Kate Kane looked downwards quizzically at her dresser, the redoubtable Raldi M'Raldi - the highly modern English-raised and educated, Sudanese private couture and bespoke fashion expert. “Are you sure?” She asked. “Oh yes.” He replied with supreme confidence. “But are you sure,” she re-iterated, q...
By my third week of motherhood, I was feeling good enough to begin taking my baby on short walks. Bundled up in her stroller – it was the dead of a midwestern winter – she gurgled and cooed while we made our way to a nearby market or drugstore, and I was insanely proud of the fawning comments she got from passersby! I almost always wore pants those first few...
Clqclq wrapped his appendages around his qoxj. The gesture betrayed how angry he was. Nobody, absolutely nobody, had the right to tell him to quit his endeavor. Hell, he was the Upper Slrf, wasn't he? The Upper Slrf was absolute ruler, ABSOLUTE. Meaning nobody had the right, absolutely nobody... Yes, well, he had been down that path already. Still angry Clqc...
As Amanda soon discovered, her harness was not just a passive source of stimulation. For one thing, it responded to every move that she made, shifting the prongs embedded inside her body and the strap pressing against her clitoris. Worse, and far more humiliating, she learned that the staff had license to exacerbate her torment. Whenever one of them encounte...
The sleek black Limousine glided down the road like a hungry panther searching for its prey. Silent except for the purr of the Bentley engine inside, its shadow caressed the moonlit road as it slowly pulled up outside the entrance of the Grand Hotel. The driver's door gracefully opened, and two long, lean fishnet clad legs stretched out onto the red carpet...
After a fairly brief fight with cancer, although it seemed long as she experienced it, my wife died. We were both retired, our children have children of their own and live a few hundred miles away. So, after the funeral and everyone returning to their own lives, I was on my own. It's difficult adjusting to that. I mean, after a long marriage where you become...
I keep hearing that Muslim male submissive types in the world of BDSM are hard to find, and I laugh at the kinds of people who say these things. Yes, there are Muslim women in the world of BDSM, and I'm proud to say that I am one of them. My name is Sulafah Faeed, and I'm a young woman living in the City of Toronto, in provincial Ontario. I'm mixed race, bor...
The following is fictional. Names, and locations have been made up and are not meant to depict real people, living or deceased. These stories also depict dangerous, unprotected sexual situations. In this day and age of STDs, please be careful and wear protection! This is an adults only story. Thank you and happy reading! Chapter 8 - Of Human Bondage As I...
Chapter 1 - Junior reporter on the job! Jimmy ran the brush through his shoulder length hair one more time and stepped back to admire himself in the full length mirror. The wig looked good. It was the same wig he wore each time he dressed up. He took the cap off of the lipstick tube and applied a generous coating of the scarlet wax to his lips, and then bl...