Warning! This story will be pretty Femdom heavy so if those themes do not tickle your pickle then this may not be the spank bank material for you. For those who remain, I hope that you 'enjoy' your time here and feel free to like and comment. Thanks! "That's it! This time we're over, kaput, finished I tells ya!" Harley raised her hands into the ai...
Chapter One Two weeks after the Femdom Spanking Poker Party, Marion and Debbie had been invited to a luncheon at the home of one of the ladies who was on vacation the night of the party, Sara. Attending the luncheon was all those in attendance that night (Jacki, Jenny, Beth, Marion, and Debbie, plus the two missing women, Sara and Gloria. Debbie and Marion...
Meet Zainab Osman, a young Somali Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Zainab was born in the Canadian Capital to an immigrant family originally from the Puntland region of Somalia. Like many in her community, Zainab is a hard worker who's striving to move forward. She graduated from Carleton University with a criminal psychology degree in 201...
**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...
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...
Author's note: This short story was inspired by Vitalis' amazing hentai artwork: "Bimbo Catalog: Bianca." * It was date night in the Whitley household and things were just starting to get exciting. Alice and Richard had enjoyed a lovely meal at a five star restaurant, a wonderful performance at the theater and a couple glasses of fine wine upon returning h...
You leap onto the bed eagerly, landing on all fours. You might've had trouble finding the right guy in the past, but this time, you're totally confident you've found someone who can put you under his control. Your heart is fluttering all over the place as you wait for him to finish pulling his legs out of his pants from behind you, and you can't contain an e...
Lost Episodes. Those Creepypastas with lost tapes, one and only time airings, and other hidden content. They can be television shows, unreleased cuts of movies for the big or small screen, and even various Commericals. All Evidence is usually destroyed before the episode could be proven real. These lost episodes are not Creepypastas. They are not horror, no...
CHAPTER 7 It was clear that we had both lost our magic power to compel the other one (if we ever had it - of course not!) However, that did not mean the end of domination, except it was now domination by consent. Rob could be masterful with me and I was mistressful with Emily, and sometimes Robert. We realised that I said Rob as my friend and lover, but Rob...
"So how is it going, Cedric?" Autry was amazed at his stamina. The Penis Pillory was like the old fashioned colonial stocks they kept in the basement. The difference was, the stocks had three holes, one for the neck and two for hands, to keep the subject (Always Cedric) bent over and hanging there... This thing was a rectangular block with a hole, just one...