I'm just kneeling on the table just catching my breath when one of the girls say, "look at his asshole it is stuck wide open. My wife speaks up and says not to worry, it will be back to normal in a little while. She tells me to relax and stand up next to the coffee table. She says to me a flesh light will be performing for the rest of the show. I'm relieved...
She rushes around the house trying to get everything done..... making sure to glance at the clock to mark her time. She sighs softly as she scurries about, gently slipping her finger between the creamy skin of her neck and her black leather collar to ease her tension. She does not want to be punished so she must hurry. Fresh from the shower she slips into he...
The room is dark. The room is light. The room itself has light sources -- two lamps in fact -- but they are dark. Light shines from the next area. I turn it off, noticing a thin shaft from the upstairs bathroom -- out! The room is light. The room is dark. In the room, dark as I have made the house, there is light. The window -- that fickle sheet of glass,...
My fantasy starts with a simple whisper....does that surprise you? His breath warm and sweet against my ear, the words spoken in firm and low tones......”Tonight you are mine to do with as I please....” a gentle squeeze from his hands and a light kiss on the sensitive flesh seal the statement as it is spoken in a crowded restaurant. Knowing full well that I...
Dave had heard the rumors, who hadn't? But who REALLY believed them. A threesome between three very distinguished professors? One women, two men, and the people, really! Professor Stine of advanced Mathematics at Miskatonic U, a slim older English gentlemen that looked as if he never even considered lust. The second man, the distinguished, some said bizarre...
"Mmm.." I said groggily through a gag. Well, I'm fucked. I've seen a ton of horror movies and I'm pretty sure I know how this is going to end. Let's consult the Kidnapped and Probably Gonna Die Soon Checklist: Mouth filled with a filthy clothe gag? Check. Pitch blackness in a cold room? Check. Hands and feet tied down with some very tight ropes? Check. Beau...
NOTE: This tale was intended as a fantasy counterpart to 'Husks'. As such there is much ado about slugs and in general intimate creepiness that might not be everyone's cup of tea. * Queen Saphise drifted among the black foliage of her woods, its mists clinging to her voluptuous physique like a second skin. Tresses white as snow trailed behind each graceful...
They were naked in a white room. She held his erection and rubbed the tip in the moisture seeping from her, then paused and savoured the moment. She heard him groan in anticipation but held him firmly at her opening for a delicious moment longer. Then, summoning all her strength, she took him into her. First the velvet soft tip of his cockhead slipped p...
Part I Her wrist stings as the rope bites into the soft pale flesh, the almost translucent delicacy of skin beneath which a blue tracery of veins throb stretched taut. Beneath the pale soft embrace of the blindfold, her eyes flutter as graduations of light and dark lick fear into the aching fragility of their green gaze. She feels a rippling along the stret...
This story wandered a bit in the telling, and is more a collection of vignettes than a single thread. Those readers who know my Library story arc will recognise some characters in cameo roles right at the end. Their presence has a logic of sorts - it appears that I inhabit a singular universe. -- ooo OOO ooo -- Following the weekend class at Sophia's studi...