WARNING: This is a FANTASY story. It may contain themes of consensual non-consent, slavery, dominance/submission, and/or extreme pain. Please do not try any of this at home. Do not try ANY fantasy with ANYONE unless you've discussed it in detail with them beforehand. Informed consent is fucking mandatory. ***** A sharp pain woke you suddenly. You were grog...
"Come, my sweet. Let me take you to bed. I'm not through with you yet. I've only just begun." Amakiir lifted Callia into his arms, carrying her brutalized body to the bed. Gently he laid her face down and climbed in after her. He began to caress her blood red bottom. Soft, mewling whimpers escaped her parted lips as she felt his hands on her bottom. It stil...
After corresponding via e-mail and talking briefly on the phone, I am ordered to visit your house, and you are at the front door to greet me. You take me inside the house to your living room and give me something to drink. It is made clear that refusing is not an option. You bid me to sit on the couch, and you join me. After we drink and talk, you lean in...
WARNING: This is a FANTASY story. It may contain themes of consensual non-consent, slavery, dominance/submission, and/or extreme pain. Please do not try any of this at home. Do not try ANY fantasy with ANYONE unless you've discussed it in detail with them beforehand. Informed consent is fucking mandatory. ***** My wife and I had gotten tickets for an Austr...
All the characters who appear in this story are over 18. Yesterday, Sandy was seduced by the man she had a crush on. Today, she's giving him everything. If you haven't read Chapter 1 yet, go there first. This chapter stands alone, but it's even better if you know how Sandy and Jim got here. Enjoy! -AR ***** "Good morning Kitten" was the first thing I heard...
She was on her knees. Her head down on the pillow. Her hands bound in front of her. She was attached to the headboard. Semi-clothed. Her blouse torn open and shredded. Her bra unclasped and dangling underneath her. Attached to each of her nipples were clamps. The clamps were connected by a thin metal chain. Her tits ached. Her skirt was hiked...
WARNING: This is a FANTASY story. It may contain themes of consensual non-consent, slavery, dominance/submission, and/or extreme pain. Please do not try any of this at home. Do not try ANY fantasy with ANYONE unless you've discussed it in detail with them beforehand. Informed consent is fucking mandatory. ***** You walked out of the bathroom, clean for the...
WARNING: This is a FANTASY story. It may contain themes of consensual non-consent, slavery, dominance/submission, and/or extreme pain. Please do not try any of this at home. Do not try ANY fantasy with ANYONE unless you've discussed it in detail with them beforehand. Informed consent is fucking mandatory. ***** You were trying not to panic. it was coming t...
The second dates are always the favourite of mine, the second date will determine what happens next in the liaison. Once the first date over-pleasantries and pretext over false niceties are out of the way the real fun can begin. Incidentally, Janey seems quite a nice girl if a little unsure of herself, both of us had already worked out that we would get alon...
Most Wednesdays my wife Mary would join Chloe and me for lunch. It became a bit of a tradition and we often took a long lunch. Since Chloe and I work long hours and are seen as fast rising stars in the organization a long lunch on a usually slow day was not a problem. We all looked forward to a relaxing chat and friendly camaraderie during these lunches. I l...