-I think there’s someone at the door. Peter sighed and looked away from the newspaper he had been reading since he had started his breakfast with his family. He looked at his wife and smiled. After sixteen years of marriage, as both were approaching their forties, he was still in love with Laura. Her brown hair, her blue eyes, not to mention her generous cur...
((This is a game style story! Please use the tab on your upper right to customize a few aspects before you begin, then hit "Start Game" on the score tab. Throughout the game, you can use the Score tab to watch your stats or restart the game if necessary. Note that all progress will be lost if you hit restart, but as long as you don't, your progress...
"Sweetie, you seem nice but I have to be real with you, I don't play with young Black men in the world of BDSM because they all have a macho complex and they're allergic to Femdom," Zainab Sheikh said calmly, looking the brother standing before her up and down. Whoever said they don't make brothers like they used to wasn't thinking about this one, Zainab tho...
So I had recently been reunited with a daughter I had when I was very young, I never stayed in the picture, it was a whole thing and not important right now. When she turned 16 her mother told her a little about me. At 17 she set out to find me ... and did. We eventually met up, hit it off and started reconnecting over the coming year. This weekend she was s...
Intro + Characters John - 18, an average high school boy, who you play as, Does not stand out particularly, It is September, John just got home from a day at school, he plops himself on the couch, feeling exhausted, his sister Becca walking down from her room wearing her pajamas "Go shower John, you smell like shit" she says with some obvious disgu...
"When we get home, you have to do as I say," Mildred Fils-Aime said, and the forty-something Haitian woman looked at the tall and handsome, nervous-looking brother who sat on the passenger's side of her Lexus. Antoine Jacques looked good and smelled even better, but he looked about as nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs. Is the brother up to th...
"Fancy long naps, yeah?" A sudden voice shatters the tranquil noiselessness of the atmosphere, pulling you away from your deep sleep and back into consciousness. Looking around, you see that you're in what appears to be an abandoned warehouse as various crates and boxes are scattered throughout the area. You're seated in the center of the building...
"So, it's done now. The divorce is final. And you can marry Consuela now. A smart choice, I might add. Just not one that most men in my experience would have made. You're a rare fellow, Jack Jackson. Incidentally, where the 'Jack' come from, anyway? It's not your legal name, and as your wife, I definitely noticed," Jill commented on the notice that we both r...
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...