"James, it's not because you have a foot fetish that you find yourself weak and powerless around me. It's much more complicated. Julia paused to see if this was sinking in and as I returned her gaze I wondered what was coming next. Clearly, my behavior the other night at Julia's seemed to me a clear indication that it was my foot fetish that caused me to sub...
I've been writing my erotic stories on and off for almost 10 years now, and I think my well of creativity may finally be running empty. I might post the occasional story here if the muse strikes me with a good enough story, but I think overall I might be done with actively writing erotica. Before I go, I thought I might write a kind of farewell letter to my...
Where to start...... My name is Hugh Janus, i know laugh away, my name said fast sounds like Huge Anus. People have been making fun of me my whole life because of this damn name my bastard father gave me, he figured if he gave me a fucked up name like this, it would make me tough, boy was he wrong. I guess it all started on the day i turned 18, my Step-Mom B...
Kim was overwhelmed with a mixture of emotions. Part of her was still confused. The bizarre nature of her story would be entirely unbelievable if she had not gone through this strange rite of passage which made her trust the Red Queen so implicitly. Exotic temples, kidnapping, strange rituals and ceremonies, Knights Templar chapels, aborted pregnancies, adve...
To: [email protected] From: [email protected]%^*&)%)).net To whom it may concern... You're probably wondering why you've been sent this email. You've deleted it several times without reading the contents and tried numerous times to get our email address on the spam list. Heck, you even tried to change email addresses once or twice now. There's...
Sitting comfortably in her basement/dungeon, Ottawa's premier dominatrix Madame Whitley looked at her submissive, Shane Johnson, as the big and tall, formerly masculine Black dude stepped out. Clad in a pink Tutu, blonde wig, crimson pantyhose and high heels, the brother was finally letting out his inner slut. For years, Madame Whitley struggled to help Shan...
This page serves as a central root from which many one-shots, short stories, and adventures can branch from. The root itself is just to define a starting point, setting details, and main purpose for each tale tied to it. Effectively, this serves as a base-level introduction to the world- the stories themselves do not necessarily need to be read in order, or...
It seemed a strange new development at first, to be sure. The notion of eliminating nearly all sexual taboos in one fell swoop did not meet with complete acquiescence. But before too long, it was indeed the norm. Disease had been almost wholly eradicated and those few that still had transmission vectors were cured. Pregnancy was highly regulated with a combi...
Welcome to the story, please choose a character. The world building will soon comence tomorrow as I am more interested in where the story goes first. So please be patient with me as this is my first story. For now if you want some of the concept then look to the synopsis. I have returned to the story after several months break and shall be, hopefully, postin...
This story follows on from Sammi's Gloved Surprise and is response to some kind readers who wanted to know what happened next. ***** George sat in the dimly lit bar talking to Sammi, trying to make out as much of her strong, gorgeous features as he could and watching her bring her glass to her exquisitely painted lips to take a sip of her drink. Although o...