It all seemed surreal as her eyes slowly adjusted to the light of the semi-darkened room. A single barred window on the wall behind her provided the only source of light at the time. She was naked, her legs spread and secured by metal shackles around each ankle that were bolted firmly to the concrete floor beneath her. Her hands were stretched outward from h...
As a couple that likes to play with other partners, we got bored with the usual evenings. We experimented with different role play sessions and move on to one that is nearly BDSM in nature but without the bondage. It consists mainly of alter-egos and special outfits. Sometimes one of us is the master, other times we're both the toys to be played with. For to...
When my Mistress and I arrived at the party, other slaves led me to a dressing room. I disrobed, and they chained my wrists together in front of me. The light chain went from the left wrist, around the back of my neck, to my right wrist. The chain was locked at each of my wrists, and around my neck. I couldn’t completely extend my arms. My ankles were chaine...
Super Smash Bros, the fighting game sensation, the crossover like none other, the absolute pinnacle of party game fun matched only by an intense competitive scene. And an absolute smorgasbord of cute, crazy, awesome characters: a good portion female. Why does that last part matter? Because this story is a little different. A cute girl is even better when you...
From: "Doug.xxxx” To: "Bobbie,yyyyyy" Sent: Sunday, August 18, 2002 10:05pm Subject: Sunday hardly a day of rest…. I got your e-mail right after I got home from seeing Dirk/Gary. It will be terrific to have you visiting for a couple of days. And I know Erika will love seeing you too. But do me a favor, mom? Please don’t let on that I have been filling...
It was in the year 2012. After along six year war that started in China spread to the Middle East, then to Africa and then to Europe and ultimately to North America. Miraculously, South America and the Isles in the Caribbean and Oceania had remained untouched, it was a war initially caused by local food shortages brought about by floods, then acute energy s...
The world's oldest sport also happens to be my favorite. Hunting. I simply love it. The thrill of the hunt, the ecstasy of the chase and the primal joy of the kill. I am definitely into it. Who am I? I am a wealthy and powerful Black man, enough said. I've been called many things. From corporate raider to slick businessman to functional sociopath. Just call...
Bronson the Big Mouth Bass stuck his head above the bayou's motionless surface and looked around. What the hell was going on? It was mid-day and too damn hot for any respectable fish to be feeding. Even the dumbest human must realize that. So why had those two in that fancy fishing rig slipped past the screen of willow branches and tied up against the trunk?...
Moving to a new place is always rough, but it can be rewarding as well. The Nuwisha Design College in Seaside City is a smallish school, but is known for its art and design classes. A lot of literature and word-of-mouth shows that graduates from this school often get very lucrative and popular jobs. Lucky for you, you were able to get in with some of your gr...
TRIGGER WARNING: This story deals with a serious and sympathetic portrayal of severe schizophrenia. This story will attempt to handle the subject as delicately as possible, but if you have personal trauma or sensitivity towards this, you may find this story distressing due to the frank discussion of it! This story is not looking to demonize psychosis! It int...