Author's note: The story continues, part 3 of 6. There is quite a bit of background, especially about my version of Lycanthropy and the Clan, before the rather intense B&D-type sex. Just fair warning. As before, comments and voting are greatly appreciated, especially voting. It helps me know how well I am being entertaining. Thanks... The Hunters and the H...
[This story was inspired by events that haven't happened yet. It includes D/s, oral, anal, coitus, bondage, some pain, and lots of trust. Comments are welcome.] Seven months prelude, lead-up, foreplay, if you will. I read her posted story. She read three of mine. An email. A week later, another. Then two in a week. More emails. I read her other stories and...
Jane's, English, 18 and exactly 5 feet tall with natural long blonde hair, stunningly beautiful, with blue eyes and the most fantastic slim shapely figure. She had just finished her final year at school gaining three "A" Levels and looking forward to university, when her life was changed forever. Although Jane excelled academically at school her real ambit...
Chapter 4 Julie walked to her car on unsteady legs and her mind was still lost in a fog of debauchery. Her body was still tingling and occasionally she would have to stop to steady herself as a full body passionate shudder seized her. She had left all her underwear behind and her unfettered bouncy breasts were diabolically rubbing her hard-thrusting nipples...
A small part of Yuna understood that she might die here, but it was dwindling. There was ice forming on her nipples. This had been just another room in the world, a private bedroom at some small inn on the way to the next stop on her pilgrimage; four walls, a bed, a window. Nothing special, but it would do. Now, it barely looked like something man-made at a...
I grabbed my clutch bag, Jo hers, and we had a little kiss session. "I could take you now, Mattie; I love you so much and I want to fuck your rigid." I laughed, "Mmmm, we will just have to wait until later." We left the suite and locked the door; I took the card-key and put it in my bag. We headed down for a celebratory drink and then we had a wonderfu...
Note: This story is the fifty-fourth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous fifty-three episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I st...
Authoress' notes: This is a(nother) sequel to the Imperial Prostitute series. I know I'll get a lot of negative feedback on this story, but I don't care. I really enjoy writing this, especially the character Ta'tan'ia. If you don't want to read it, don't. I really, really want to end this series, as I do feel as though it's going on too long. However, beside...
If this is the first Shelacta Tale you have read, please go the appendix to learn about this world. Twelve : Is He Protected? My boyfriend/servant's guide to sexual traps, now deleted, [Note: It isn't. It is Tale 09] was his pathetic attempt at providing advice to men. This guide is for newly adult women, particularly those who want to become sexually fe...
I walked into my guest bedroom to make the bed. Mistress Carissa had slept there last night with a girl friend. I was not permitted to enter the room while they were there and they were gone this morning before I woke up. I went in to make the bed and clean up. As I pulled the sheets off the bed to change them, I noticed a pair of yellow nylon panties. I had...