Figging Punishment Stories

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The Note Home Ch. 02

by lesliejones on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

[Everyone in this story is 18 or over. Those offended by bodily functions should not proceed further.] Once more, with great affection, for Megs and Jen Andrea Creighton had been teaching history to seniors at the high school for only a few weeks when she found herself in a conversation with Linda Steele, an English teacher who was about the same age as An...

A Case of Female Hysteria Pt. 04

by ladythisbe on Apr 24, 2018
Letters & Transcripts

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. * The missing brooch has brought back a storm of conflicting memories both agreeable and displeasing. Cousin Simon had nefariously gifted the emerald brooch to me as a gesture of his affection. The fact that it belonged to his his mother at the time is of little consequence. Aunt Matild...

Wife Sold at Auction Pt. 06

by MichaelsD82 on Sep 25, 2017
Novels and Novellas

CAST OF CHARACTERS: Mike Adams -- 41 year old Husband of Kristie, Vice President of Software Company. Kristie Adams -- 32 year old wife of Mike and sex slave to be auctioned George -- Friend of Mike and Kristie from swinger club Shane -- Friend of Mike and Kristie from swinger club Heidi -- George's wife Erica -- Personal secretary of Mike Adams Paul...

Punishing My Tits Ch. 01

by RedHawke on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

I found out pretty early on that I liked pressure—a lot of pressure—on my nipples. I would experiment at home with varying degrees of pinching and twisting. I could get myself fairly excited, although I didn't know about masturbation yet, so I couldn't bring things to their 'logical conclusion'. When I made out with boys, I would love the slavish attention t...

Management 101

by realvelvetglove on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

1. SUNDAY The moment her phone displayed 18.00 hrs, Gemma began typing. She had exactly one hour. From six to seven. As usual, she started with a review of her day. Sunday was always the hardest, it being her 'free day'. On Sundays she was usually allowed to make her own decisions and manage her own life. Next, she moved onto a summary of the past week,...

Count of Monte Bistro

by rattails on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

AUTOR'S NOTE: Written with apologies to Edmond Dantes, Mercedes, Danglas, Fernand Mondgo, Fernando DeVille, Caderouse, Villefort, and of course to Alex, r.i.p. ***** Eugene Danos was elated. Cadillac had accepted his proposal of marriage. The young Frenchman's highway to paradise was now assured. Together they would travel life's highways for better or wo...

Thursday Night

by EgoGaia on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

The text message seemed innocent enough: "Please pick up a hand of fresh ginger on the way home from work." I knew better though. It was Thursday night, the night I offered her my senses and she overwhelmed them. On Friday morning I knew I would be tender and tired. I won't lie. I was very nervous. I had never tried this before and I was not sure I wanted t...

Hanson House Ch. 11

by mjar65 on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

The following weeks went quickly for the students. Everyone had been so excited at their first real contact with cocks. The titfuck classes had served the purpose chosen by the staff. All the young women had been left extra horny and even more determined to excel in their studies and earn another chance for such close encounters. They were all kept busy wi...

Welcome to the Family Ch. 05

by muntusaurus on Sep 28, 2020
Interracial Love

Please read the other chapters first to get a better context It had now been three months since Mandy had entered our lives and to say our lives, or more like our sex lives, had changed, is an understatement. Mandy was now a regular visitor to our house. Yes, Jen and I had moved in together, finally! There was an awkward moment when I was helping her move a...

Strapping Stress Relief!

by sarah thorne on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Amy is such a brat. Pure and simple. No actually, I take that back to an extent. (Sorry Sir). Why, you ask? Well, because, as was pounded into my poor, sore bottom with CB (Cracker Barrel Paddle), I am responsible for me. Never mind that she deliberately tells fibs and gets people in trouble. Never mind that she kept IM'ing me when she knew I had a paper...