This story was written in collaboration with a friend, J. Thanks for a great process! The series will contain humiliation, BDSM, consensual slavery and lots of fucking. -- ANOTHER SIDE BET Meanwhile, in Rachael's crowded dorm room on the far side of campus, the newcomers are planning their strategy. The stakes are high already, and tensions are mounting....
You still feel a little numb after your long meeting with the lawyer late yesterday afternoon. This has to be some kind of twisted joke. Why would Uncle Dave leave his entire estate to me? I never even remember meeting him, and everyone in the family always told me what a horrible person he was, even if they wouldn't give me details. "Forget about him,...
I awoke to the feeling of Cay's soft breath hot against my chest. As I peered down to view the beauty in my arms I was surprised to find her glowing green eyes watching me in silence. How long had she been awake? I smiled for her as the residual weariness of sleep faded and the memory of what had happened the night before emerged. Cay was naked and pressed c...
Joan's Story Author's note: This is part 3 of The Dirty Old Man stories. It's from Joan's POV. It deals with how she has become dependent on the Andrews. This is a fantasy and all characters are fictional. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely accidental. Every character that has sex in this story is well over the age of 18. I do suggest you r...
How do you walk away? Simply walk away from a dream? From the lifestyle that you have pursued for two long years? Walk away from a need that is deep inside of you? Turn your back on your own nature? How can you possibly do that and survive? The answer is quite simple really. You face the truth...and it sets you free. Almost two years ago I began to explore...
Allie's alarm blared at 7 o clock sharp. She had an 8 o clock class to prepare for. 7 came far too quickly. She was up much later than she should have been the night before, studying for her French exam. She left her dorm and traveled across the campus for her history class. She wore a little plaid skirt with stockings, and black tight fitting shirt. She lov...
This is a BDSM fantasy. If you don't want to read a story with non-willing sex or beatings stop reading right now. All of this is fantasy nothing is real. Context: OSO is an organization that abducts and tames girls to sell them as slaves. They use a breaking procedure written by Karen. But a few slaves died in the breaking centre from heart attack. Jim the...
// I'd like to use the first chapter as an author's note. Feel free to skip ahead if you don't wanna read this, but I encourage you to at least take a look. First of all, I obviously don't own any of the pictures used, the girl in the cover of this story is @jennalynnmeowri and at the start of the story, all of the girls will be referred to as their Instagra...
"Have you been a good boy, or a bad boy?" Her throaty voice in his ear gave him an immediate erection. He was naked, blindfolded and handcuffed to the chair he was sitting in, and he could hardly wait for what was next. Last week had been his first time to the Pain Game – a BDSM club one of his drunken co-workers had babbled about a few weeks ago. They h...
I'd gone to Paddles, a bondage club in New York City, originally for no other reason then to try and remove the dreams I'd been having as of late. I'm not sure exactly what started the dreams but some erotic literature I had received at my apartment had definitely brought them to the forefront of my mind. The dream was a recurring one and, nightly, at least...