Why does being forced to be the slave of a woman and drink her urine or lick her feet produce such pleasurable emotions within us? What makes fantasizing over being forced to dress as a girl and provide oral sex for a male friend arouse us to the extents it does? I have had these questions for years and I believe I have found several answers. If you too have...
Scene 1 I couldn't believe I was doing it, even as I followed the tall blonde in the black PVC catsuit to the door with "Private" written over the door in tilting red script. I just went to the sex club to watch, at least that was my plan, but as soon as I saw her demonstrating the proper way to flog a man in a kneeling position, I knew I would be on my kne...
All characters are over 18 years old. This story is about how Gail became the seductress she is. I really encourage you to read my first story "GTO" to understand fully who Gail is as I spent much more time on her background there. This story takes place at the beginning of summer between her Junior and Senior year of high school. As you read this, please...
Second and concluding part. No graphic sex. Reading the first part would provide a basis for greater understanding. This second part, however, possibly will stand alone. To be sure, I am guilty of fascination with words and frequently choosing archaic constructions. To the half dozen who possibly will read and enjoy my humble effort, I extend my appreciati...
Dear Shoeblossom, I love your letters. They are all over Literotica and other sites, and they never fail to fascinate! So the other day my husband Pohan came home and I was having drinks with a couple who we are close friends with. I have to add, when Pohan gets in from work he often asks me to immediately release his catheter, so he can urinate, and he's...
**Chapter 1. Growing up Oh my where to begin, I imagine it is best to start at the beginning (or as close to it as I can remember). I grew up in a relatively medium sized east coast city living what some may call a normal life with two sisters and both my parents. Growing up I was always into sports and when I entered middle school I had begun to focus on b...
Chapter 1: The End of Slavery It had been two months since Debbie had been sold into sexual slavery with Beth, and she was becoming very depressed. She had thought that she wanted to be a full time sexual slave to a dominant woman. And, she now is serving as a pussy eating, sexual slave to her friend, Beth. And, her best friend, Marion, was also serving sim...
Cara and I had sentenced ourselves to ten days of slave training, to be exhibited as naked slaves to potential buyers, then sold at auction to spend fifteen days as purchased sex slave. Cara was understandably overwhelmed and panicky about the whole ordeal, but as long as I was there by her side, she was willing to go through with it. Despite the fact that...
As-Salamu Alaykum, my brothers and sisters. My name is Jonathan James Korfa. My friends call me J.J. My family hails from the town of Dhamasa in the Gedo region of Somaliland. My father and mother moved to the City of Boston, Massachusetts, where I was born a few years later. I grew up in New England, and lived there for my whole life. One day, my existence...
Dear Shoeblossom... The other night, after I'd finished straightening up, I came to bed, and my beloved Ligia was already snoring. Often I would go down on Ligia to arouse her a bit and help her relax, and then I'd give her a nice massage. It was a true joy, watching that gorgeous bosom rise and fall in the moonlight from the window. Generally, Gia's whi...