She was finally bathed and dried, the slave helping her out, or rather sitting there while she bathed, outraged, scoffed when she asked for her clothes. "What do you mean clothes? Didn't you hear the Master, you are to be his personal pleasure slave." With that he grinned, a sadistic grin. She shook her head, feeling exposed in front of this man, though she...
Kasha screamed even louder as the pain started to increase more and more with each passing moment. Curse Master Jake why hadn't he let them kill him a fiery quick death it was more than he deserved! Instead he was being tortured why? He had nothing to give the council or the ever last master, was master Jake just wanting him to suffer as long as possible? J...
Chapter 13: Shush While still at college I learned man is a product of nature meant to provide diversification to the species, ensuring survival in cases of otherwise mass extinction, and little else outside of killing and destroying. Men, if left to themselves, inevitably sink to the lowest level, becoming a terrible unchecked weed choking the life out of...
Kara was a brat and a tease, plain and simple. She loved to leaving guys hanging. She was always amused when they pleaded with her to finish the job and not leave them with blue balls. Men were her playthings, to use as she pleased, at least, that's what she told herself... She was the perfect predator at the age of twenty-two. Kara seemed to be made to dra...
Burk Burk contentedly caressed Mirah's tits as they both basked in the afterglow of their most recent fuck. The Baroness's bountiful bosom overflowed his hands, soft flesh slipping between his fingers as he squeezed. Mirah paused her tirade to squeal in pleasure, but quickly returned to her heated debate with Vessala concerning whether women or men were sup...
((Author's note: I have made this story open to the public. I encourage people to post their own chapters and threads. If you are a potential writer want an idea of how the mirror works, read the first handful of chapters in my main thread to get an idea. You are under no obligation to make it function in the same way unless you want to, however. Have fun wi...
"On-Camera After Bar 69" is the third story of four. It was drawn from experiences of an American white male nude art model named Tom from Cleveland. This filthy white male sex-pig gets a gig as a naked sex-model and publicly engages in sex and mutual rimming with a naked filthy Ukrainian female, Marina, on-camera in a porn studio in Nuremberg, Germany. Weal...
Author's Note: For some reason, I like 3's and I thought the 3rd and final chapter should be in the male voice, since Ch 01 belonged to Tammi and Ch 02 belonged to Raven - even though that probably won't be as enjoyable for the average reader who might enjoy the female voice better. PRELUDE The big advantages I have are that I know what I like and I have e...
Chapter 22: The auction The remainder of the week passed quickly. I enjoyed my leisure time and rested as much as possible. I worked at the boutique on Friday. It was a slow day. During lunch Cindy, Denise and Robin told me they had all been accepted into the club and how excited they had gotten during their interview process. They recounted how each of th...
The birds chirped and the sun shined through the windows. It was a beautiful morning and I intended to take full use of the day. Not to say I did anything different but today would be a good one, I knew. So I crossed the yard when I saw her daughter leave for work. Letting myself in, she said nothing as I slipped my boxers down over my morning wood and stepp...