PROLOGUE The wall was white. In the middle was a small circle that was darker than the rest of the paint. An old nail hole probably. I wondered what had hung there. Why it had been removed. Why the hole had not been repaired. A warm breeze blew against my neck, tousling my hair about my shoulders and across my face. I stared through the strands at the wall...
Our first anniversary at a BDSM solstice celebration Scorpius1945 Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any li...
The very first part of this actually happened: a long line in a college-town mens' room in the Rocky Mountains, with two drunk chicks standing beside the urinal gazing wastedly at all the guys peeing. It seemed odd, but I peed anyway; they just watched in dull silence. That, and the bit where the newspaper guy does the interview over coffee; that sort of hap...
Continued from part five Ow...arugg... Liz? You're not Liz... The door... It's just too far over... I twist harder, willing my eyes rightward, summoning every available ounce of strength - I must find out... It's no use: the gag straps holding my head to my restraining pole simply dig that much more painfully into my cheeks - I haven't a prayer of se...
Chapter 1: Landing I turned on my iPad as the plane touched down. Immediately, Discord dinged with a notification. "Slave: proceed to United baggage check 3 then await further instructions. Acknowledge as soon as you receive this and when you arrive." I quickly replied, "Yes, Master." I sat quietly as I waited for my fellow passengers to get their bags and...
Chapter 7: Power Trio Here's the seventh chapter of Switched, bringing the second story arc to its conclusion. This is highly episodic, so go back and read the earlier stuff if you like stories that make sense. The story contains some gender-switching elements, so be warned if you're turned off by that type of thing. And haven't read any previous chapters....
Dear Readers, Hello again. I'm sorry I've been away so long, but hopefully this next story will make a good apology. It is based on my favorite fairytale, King Thrushbeard. A little warning: future chapters will be submitted under the BDSM category...and possibly Romance, I haven't quite decided yet. Like all of my stories, there is a bit of a long lead i...
Chapter 8 - The Little Yellow Dress My thanks to DWS1973 for editing this chapter. After the darkness of the last chapter, I think we can all use a little frivolity. The following is inspired by Literotica author TheSparkZone in the Exhibitionist category. In particular you may see some similarities to her stories "The Dress" and "College Girls Ch. 1." At...
The end of my senior year in high school was pretty awesome. I had totally repudiated my former life as a Christian zombie of an evangelical church; a church so great that the pastor and his wife ganged up to rape me. I had made the best friend I had ever had in Millie. I had a boyfriend with whom I had my first consensual sex. I had experienced oral, vagina...
For those who've read my other stories, Shannon's back; this is a prequel of sorts. And if you're new to my work, welcome! Hope you enjoy. * * * I was hesitant about whether I should talk to her about this. I mean, the school has a mentorship program for a reason: you're supposed to be able to talk to your mentor about anything, anything at all, and they'r...