Chapter three An evening to remember. We didn't have long to wait. "Monitor," ordered Angla when the annunciator chimed. "Let him in, Timmy," she carried on as the screen displayed her caller. I was surprised to see he already wore a balaclava like mine. The rest of his clothes -- a dark suit, shirt and tie -- marked him as a businessman. He came in on...
The department of Inter-dimensional cryptids, kabbals and spells is a secret, international organisation dedicated to the management of magical artifacts and prophesies. The securing containing and protection of them if you will. The agents of this department are extremely overworked, due to the nature of the job they only get one day off a year. Most agents...
I'd been seeing Perry for a few months, or at least we'd been hanging out and fucking a lot. He expanded my world in a multitude of ways. He introduced me to CBT, which I've now grown rather fond of and have been looking for new players. He let me play with his ass and explore in ways that no one had ever allowed me to. We'd had threesomes, both of a MFF and...
Several years after Mistress J and the urge to be used and abused keeps coming to the fore. By this stage I'm married, and while my wife and I have an ok sex life, it lacks that edge that I've always enjoyed over the years with various open minded women. I guess the one quality that I value in a woman is the ability to 'let go and enjoy herself' more than a...
The email certainly got my attention. "Hey cocksucker. I've seen what a cock slut you are, so you're getting a special invitation to our slut soiree." Over the 20 plus years in the scene, I had progressed from playing in the BDSM houses in NYC to almost exclusively booking sessions with independents. Well versed on the receiving end of CBT, bondage, whippi...
Hi there, my names Michael but everyone just calls me Mike, i'm a 46 year old guy, i was an average guy living an average life, married to the love of my life, her name is Samantha. Shes my high school sweetheart, we dated all through high school then when we graduated we got married. She still has a smoking hot body, even all these years later, she works ou...
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...
by Kestral, the original author of this chapter. (_NOTE: _Ifa writer would like to use this chapter to make a story other than one that makes Nabiki a sex slave, go to Tenchi Universe, also on CHYOA.) “Yeah, right, like this’d work,” Ranma said. That he’d taken the battered old brass lamp to the most secluded place he knew of (the top of the Flem building -...
(Every character in this story is 18+) You step off the boat last. You see all of your competition. Most of the chicks looked pretty damn hot. Especially the cool goth chick. The guys mostly seem like idiots besides a tough-looking dude with green hair and piercings. You walk on the dock seeing the poor condition of the island for the first time. You didn't...