"Oh, right there," I moaned passionately as the nobleman drove his cock into me. Panting over my head, he pushed my back into the soft mattress with his wild thrusts. "Fuck me, my prince. Fill me up with your seed," I purred encouragingly, feeling him reaching his orgasm. "Take this!" the nobleman groaned, burrowing his cock balls deep and releasing his spe...
Chapter 12: Digital Cameras Steal Bytes of Your Soul "It's a digital camera, it's not going to steal your soul. Although it might change your sexuality, so you might want to be careful there," I say with a smirk. New models are often a challenge to porn photographers, but I tend to use humor to break the ice with them. It's also important that I seem comfor...
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Holy shit, this story does not know what it wants to be. The lead character's motivations are conflicting. Is she a sub, or a dom? Is she shy, or outgoing? The woman makes no sense. Still, it was kind of fun to write, and one tiny element of this story is loosely based on a true event in my life. I should probably have written about that, rather than this ab...
Chapter 05 The word turmoil had always been a favourite of his. It conjured up chaos, mayhem, directionless thrashing about. Well, that was his mind as he trudged the quarter of a mile or so back to his hotel. A woman, than whom a more flawless, achingly beautiful example he had never met before, though he had seen them in films, or movies as she would ca...
As night fell, Christoph looked to the horizon behind him, one he could never go to again, and was discomforted by the bright orange glow he saw there. He hoped the farm was okay and the glow was just from torches. The people of Plowman's Rest loved a good lynching, like any criminally tiny village with nothing better to do should, but they were usually reas...
Sissy Slut was the only one of Isabella's slaves who had not yet fallen ill. And as such, Sissy Slut was the only slave in healthy enough condition for Isabella to play with. He enjoyed receiving so much of her attention, and she teased and tormented her tease and denial slut unrelentingly. Twenty five days before the next supply of Medication 42 was due to...
The way we got our handcuffs is an interesting story, and one that shows the wickedly playful side Shavonda let show occasionally. It was one of the things that endeared her to me in the beginning, and I truly enjoyed those times she let it show. The day after our spontaneous domination encounter, we went looking for the hardware to further explore our scen...
If you aren't into chastity stories, please don't read, and don't leave dumb comments. If you haven't enjoyed the previous 8 chapters, you probably don't need to read or comment on this one. If you have read the previous chapters, you know that Kate finally unlocked me from a 2 week lockup, only to ruin my orgasm, and locking me back up. Kate's new plan is...
As the owner of my own construction company, I consider the workers under me like family. Most of them are in their early twenties compared to me nearing forty, and though my own kids were only three and seven, I felt like a father figure to my team. That was why I struggled to like Pedro, and was failing miserably. Pedro was my newest worker and only ninet...