There is an old saying about fishing and work. It goes something like this; 'The worst day fishing is better than the best day working'! I was having one of those days. Work had gone well and, in general, I suppose it was a good day. But, I was getting 'antsy' and I wanted to get 'out of here'. With it being Friday, I skipped lunch and headed home to get a...
NOTES ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGE 18 AND OVER. Following are the final two chapters of this story where our formerly subjugated males become the force for change. The ending is a departure from the male subjugation portion of the story and events occur rapidly to not belabor the end and take away from the CFNM nature of the story. Thanks for bearing with me...
The woman bit her lip, staring at the red phone on her husband's desk. It hadn't been that long, but he should have at least called. She pushed her gray hair away from her ear and picked up the receiver. It clicked and dialed the only number it was programmed to call. "Hello, SC Ops, what's wrong, ma'am?" The grey-haired woman released her lip and said, "Re...
There were two of them, both fair-skinned, most unusual. A large male in the lead, with a gun, followed by a female with binoculars around her neck, both with sun hats. She was smaller, and walked both more carefully and less confidently. I could see them through the tree leaves below the atti branch holding me. This was trouble on many fronts. Our small gr...
I work at Mistress Andrea's house in south Florida three days a month. I first met her when I answered a classified ad in the local weekly paper. I was looking for a woman that would enjoy restraining and teasing me, and Mistress Andrea's ad seemed the most appealing. I called her, and she asked me all sorts of questions about me and my interests. I must hav...
I screamed as the beast pushed me to the cold hard concrete, he was so large and muscular I had no choice but to obey. I squirmed and screamed as he held me but it was all for nothing. The thick bands of muscle on his arms and legs were inhuman and his large amounts of body hair even more so. He was so strong as he gripped my shoulders and tore at my clothes...
Introduction It was my typical Friday evening. Standing naked on a small stage while the art class studied and drew my body. I'd been doing this for quite a few months now and the much needed money from this one evening saved me having to slave for a couple or more evenings in a store or diner. I'd read a notice on one of the student boards back at the sta...
The first time we did it, I laughed. When I laughed, you laughed. Do you remember? It was awkward and unusual for both of us, but there was something so intimate about it too. We were in a hotel room near Newton, remember? We've been to so many hotels, but it was that little America's Best Value Inn or something like that. We were both butt naked, and yo...
Once in the room, Lissa whispered something to Gable, who nodded and stepped out for a moment. "What are you two up to?" Colin grinned at his wife as she gave him a steamy, perusing look. "Will I like it?" Lissa looked at his half hard prick, and smiled. "I think you'll like it." Gable came back in and handed her a box. "Do you want me tied?" She took...
Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older. ***** The sun disappeared beneath the horizon as she gazed at me in my old farmhouse bedroom, her eyelids halfway closed and her lips slightly parted. Motes of dust danced in the last of the sunlight that leaked through the dusty window. "I've never done this befo...