Author's Note: This is the second chapter of a story about a dark stone and hidden paths. The story begins innocently in an idyllic suburban setting, but don't be fooled: This is a story of descent -- shifting forms, pleasure, control, and the mystery of nature. Elements: Human TG, TF, Transformation, M2F, genderbending, bending of time and space. All cha...
Hello. I'm Greg. What's your name? I'm so pleased to meet you, because I want to have you. Are I think you'll let me. Today, you are on holiday on a tiny island in the Maldives in the Indian Ocean. The small hotel has a beach bar.. You are sitting there, alone, on a bar stool, sipping a cocktail. You're wearing a white dress with pretty blue flowers on i...
It was in the middle of the summer last year and I hadn't gone to the ocean as often as I wanted, so I called my friend Nancy and arranged to a Saturday excursion at the beach. It started out with me driving my convertible Honda del sol over to Nancy's to pick her up. I was dressed for action and so was she. Both of us in very hot looking Frenchcut bikinis....
I dont know how to start so I will just tell it as it happend...I left my home in Oregon for a trip to New Mexico to see all my old friends. When I got there they were waiting for me at the flight gate. We were going out for a drink at a pub close by. When I stepped out of the tunnel that goes from the flight gate to the plane they all gasped at what I had c...
Mistress Regina Saint-Pierre woke up with a smile on her face. Her father James and her brothers Lucien Saint-Pierre and Eric Saint-Pierre were so proud of her. Yesterday she assisted in the breaking in of the toughest member of the new batch of exotic-looking Black slaves which they purchased for the family's brand new Plantation in the City of New Orleans,...
"You've been a bad girl, Jennifer." My heart sank when he shut the bedroom door and locked it behind him. I couldn't remember anything I'd done, but I was wont to run amuck, as he often said, and I did forget. Too spontaneous. Impulsive. That was me, and I couldn't seem to help myself. "I'm sorry," I said immediately, even if I couldn't remember what I'd...
I have made this an interactive story because every reader has the capability to imagine his or her version of the fine details. So I have left some intimate parts for you to imagine. Hope you enjoy the new experience. *** Completely Naked with only leather cuffs on ankles and wrists. A tight collar choked around your neck. You wait with eyes focused on t...
The fan moved slowly, circulating the warm air over the two lovers in the war torn bed. The air was heavy with sex, candles, and cigarette smoke. While the soft rays of sunlight slipped through the curtains, the white sound of the ocean lulled the spent ones to sleep in between bonfires of passion. Nikita moved first. Dreamily, her cuffed hands stroked her...
It was just another balmy August night and there I was rambling around downtown, restless as ever. Movement alone had the power to calm my scattered mind. Though solitary, I was not completely alone there, on dry dark streets. Occasionally I came to witness some other poor soul wanderer who seemed just as restless as I. the same dead stare which sees nothin...
Mia turned in her seat. Some movie was playing, but all she could focus on was the person beside her. He was beautiful. His name was Alex, and she'd had a crush on him ever since high school. She couldn't believe it when he'd asked her out, he with the gorgeous eyes and sexy smile. And the stud in his left earlobe. The opening credits played, and Mia snugg...