Cock Socket hung from the ceiling of the basement waiting for her Master. Her hands and feet were strapped to long bars to keep them spread apart, and she was face down so that her arms were bent unnaturally behind her. Her legs were bent at the knees and she imagined she looked like a skydiver riding the air before deploying his chute. A third bar was attac...
At first Eleanor thought it was the light streaming in through the narrow window that had woken her, but the awful feeling of discomfort that seemed to be spread out across the whole of her body soon made her realise that it had been responsible instead. The light, she realised had been in the background of her perception for some time and the more unpleasan...
It is probably best to read Ch 01 and Ch 02 to get a full understanding of this final part of the story. As before, if you don't enjoy stories of wives getting fucked by men other than their husbands and enjoying it, stop right here and save yourself the bother of having to whine about it afterwards. For the rest of you, I hope that you enjoy it, and will t...
Squire Adela is the property of SilenceDances on Literotica. If it is posted elsewhere, that is not okay. Go find it on literotica.com AvatarIka edited chapter two, and TrigoDreamer edited chapter three and four. I thank them both from the bottom of my heart. This is a story set in a fictional/medieval-esk world. There is a fair bit of plot, but I try to ha...
This story is the tenth in a series. Hopefully, it can be read pleasurably as a stand-alone work. The previous installments give some context. Sarah and I had enjoyed a profitable and pleasurable trip to Munich. I soon realized that we had created something of a fantasy world for ourselves, working nude and enjoying a four-way sexual relationship among t...
The Wedding Bagoas stood in the courtyard of the Taourit Kasbah and drew in a deep breath. Bagoas was a powerful person in the Kasbah, being Overseer of the Governor's Harem. Today had been the wedding day of his master, Governor Glaouri of Ouarzarate. The Governor had celebrated his marriage to a daughter of the Sultan, Dahab the Golden. The Kasbah had bee...
Chapter 1: All Our Past Times There was no "Bernie." It was just a made-up name from long ago, and no one remembered its origin. "Backstreet Bernie's," however, was a sacred watering hole for me and a number of the locals. Nick Kleinhof was bartender during most afternoons and evenings. He was also the owner, and as you soon discovered, no one ... I mean no...
I had known Alex Newberry my entire life. He was the boy down the street during my childhood, the boy behind me throughout school, and the boy who I always wished would see me as more than just "one of the boys." Especially since I was a girl. But I'd never pressed for anything more. I didn't want to ruin our friendship. We'd stayed in touch even after I l...
This is the ongoing saga of two couples exploring the swing lifestyle. This is mostly true with moderate author liberties with certain situations and scenarios. I hope all who read it enjoy it, and I am grateful for any comments. Thank you. ***** The Chronicles 4 We relaxed on the blanket for a little while, just enjoying the sun and the beach. I still ma...
The "spit take" has been a part of TV comedy for years. It involves one person making some shocking remark to another person while they're drinking, making them explosively spit out the drink. It always guarantees laughs. But in my case, I didn't spit out the drink, just swallowed it hard and coughed like crazy while trying to make sense of what Mike Schnei...