(All characters are eighteen or older) FMS dubbed Fantasy Mad Syndrome was a unexplained virus that affected a woman’s mind to insanity, it often took affect by giving subtle signs, though each female reacted differently some able to suppress these urges of sexual fantasies beyond their belief, though more solely females gave into these unexplained urges. Th...
Chapter 17 -The Craftsman, Not The Tool. Lenore and I lay like that, me looking at her wet dripping slit and her holding my dick stroking it slowly, for a few minutes and the sun slipped down lower. "I have to go soon," I said. "No, Josh, You just got here," and she squeezed me and pulled my dick. "I have duty but tomorrow afternoon I have off, I can com...
ONE The 22-year-old good-looking blond sat at the table, head hanging, waiting for his mother to prolong the agony by continuing on about it. The wagging tongue of a female in full mobilization was not one of his favorite worldly experiences. Nor was the subject. "We've come to a new city, give it time darling, give it time; 'all good things come to those...
The Haunting -- of the Daughter by the Mother Released in 1963, the original version of The Haunting lives up to its name. Directed by Robert Wise, the black and white film opens with a shot of a large old mansion in shadow. A narrator tells the audience, "Hill House had stood for ninety years and might stand for ninety more . . . Whatever walked there, wal...
Come to the Plantation. A secluded, semi-tropical place cooled by breeze from the nearby seas, surrounded by deep jungle on three sides, a small lake and fields to the south. The high compound walls that lie around the fields surrounding the lake are more to keep intruders out as occupants in. Mountainous cloud forest to the north produces copious fresh wat...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction – alas, there is a very true undertone to it. It is one of my nightmares from the early times, when I gathered my first experiences as a Domme. If you feel easily offended or disturbed by graphic violence do not read further. Besides that there is hardly any reference to sex in this story – so this piece of writing...
I stand on the sidewalk, butterflies in my stomach, nauseous with nerves and anticipation. The hotel entrance is behind me, a crowd bustling to and fro, seemingly mindless drones engaged in their mundane lives. There is nothing mundane about today for me. My mind is a chaotic mess, a whirlwind of thoughts and possibilities. I squint into the sunlight, warmt...
Author's note. Well, here I am again. For those of you who are waiting for it, yes, this time there is some sex happening. Enjoy the 'ride' and don't make a mess on the carpet. ;-) Talemaster * Tikana appeared wearing a tight fitting emerald green gown. She looked delicious. Stepping up to me she took my head in both her hands and kissed me lovingly. I c...
We arrive right on time. The hostess welcomes us and escorts us inside as the valet drives off in our vehicle. She leads us into the private waiting area and offers us drinks. After pouring the drinks, she explains that our driver will arrive shortly and then excuses herself. Just as we finish our drinks, the limo arrives at the dimly lit rear entrance. Our...
While my wife is not really a prude, she is definitely not the type of lady who shows off her body. She rarely wears any clothing that shows off her ample cleavage, only occasionally teasing me with a slightly low-cut dress or blouse. She is very attractive, despite having three kids, including a set of twins, and recently celebrating her 40th birthday....