The five judges had retired to a private room to decide Beyonce's fate. Would it be her former band mate Kelly Rowland who promised a year of pain? Or would it be the lead singer of the Pussycat Dolls who intended to make Beyonce her own (and everyone else's) toilet slave? Or could it be Solange, Beyonce's little sister who had a year of cock and cum lined u...
Exactly one week after Lust has gone, I receive a call from a woman on the opposite side of town who has some sex equipment she thinks I might be interested in. I normally don't bother with house clearance, but this woman seems to know what she's talking about: she mutters about the uses of the sex swings and bondage releases and all sorts of other things th...
Chapter 6 - Seth gets caged and does more drinking I finished the whole drink and took a few minutes to savor the soothing effect but then got back to service. I went back down to the basement, opened the other box and unpackaged the few separate units. There was a butt plug device, a cock cage device and two separate charging cords. Both devices were made...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Pissing Contest "Don't be a wuss!" The drunk sta...
Disclaimer: The following story is not intended for minors. If you are offended by sexually explicit material or it is not legal in your place of residence, please close the document now. If not, I hope you enjoy my attempt at entertaining you with stories of my adventures. In a previous story, I described some of the kinky activities enjoyed by my boyfrie...
The following story is based on the imagination of a reader who has given permission for the use of her ideas. For the sake of privacy, her name will not be published and does not bare any resemblance to the characters portrayed herein. The beginning is entirely her story, with only editorial alterations, background, in fills and the conclusion on my part....
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. So I guess Human Recourses had me figured out alright. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and web...
As Annabelle's first term at University drew to a close, I had become her slave: cleaning floors, laundry, ironing, cleaning her shoes, making her bed, sorting her clothes and other household chores. Each day was filled nonstop with toil, from early morning to late night, stopping only when she had gone to bed to sleep, and even then I would have to be alert...
Author's note - this story is about desperation and wetting fetishes. If that's not your thing, this would be a very good place to stop... it also helps if you've read the first part first. ***** Kate and Sam were both having trouble walking as they left the Prince of Orange. Sam was pressing a knuckle into the crotch of her skirt to try and help contain h...
You were busy working or researching or flirting – whatever it is you do when you're online in the evenings. Old reruns of Saturday Night Live flickered on the television, bringing the occasional chuckle from you. Restless and looking for a distraction from another long day of being unemployed, I finally decided to bake the cake mix that had been sitting on...