(((Note: All Characters in the following story are based on real people in my life, however it is not a true story. All the character's names are changed. All of the following characters are over 18. This story is about humiliation and a person with a Napoleon Complex, so to speak. If sph isn't your thing, move on.))) * My name is Timothy, but most people...
Note: Chapter 1 of this story was originally written by Svernmelus elsewhere. I have received permission from him to post it here. Chapter 2 and 3, (and any further chapters) were written by me. **************** "Jennifer? You in?" The young woman stepped into Jennifer and Veronica's appartment. Her black hair went a little past her bare shoulders, flanki...
All characters over 18. ***** He gained consciousness. His eyes were covered by a black cloth or something, and he was tied up by the hands and feet vertically against a wall. The room he was in was chilly, and he felt it more than he would have if he was clothed. He realized all he was wearing was some string around his waist with a cloth tied to it. Some...
A lone car, a 1937 Ford Coupe, was parked on the beach just off the Pacific Coast Highway. Scrub grass covered rises partially obscured the automobile from view of passing motorists. The couple embracing on the front seat had been going at it for almost an hour. Both were disheveled. The man's tie was loose and the woman's make-up smeared. The hem of her ski...
Some supernatural force took pity on you. I do not know why you of all people, but apparently they felt sorry for you for all the times you got into trouble. You cried out to the universe that you wish you could be praised instead of told off. Your wish has been granted, from now on everything abnormal you do will be considered good and praiseworthy. Not onl...
“So you wouldn’t fuck Ben Affleck...” “Nope.” “But you’d fuck Seth Rogen?” “Yup. I would.” Your face shrinks in a gesture of confusion. Is she serious? “Let me get this straight…” The classroom is dark, pitch black except for the glaring image that the projector is reflecting on the whiteboard. As you finish your sentence, Lés Misérables plays for the rest o...
We'll start with a "hub" of sorts: pick the path you want to take, then embrace the madness that ensues. This hub page will be updated from time-to-time as we come up with more milky adventure scenarios. Please note that multiple characters across the different scenarios share names, appearances, and personalities. Consider these scenarios alternat...
You wake up just as the alarm on your phone blasts a corny jingle right into your ear. You lazily stretch, pull your covers off your body and slowly rise from your bed. You meander over to the mirror that hangs on your door and look at your reflection. A teenage boy with light brown hair, glowing grey eyes and an average build stares back at you. You smile....
All characters involved in sexual situations in this story are 18 years of age or older. Must Love Dogs -- that's what the ad had said, and I do love dogs. But I had no idea that those three words would unlock the door to the strangest sexual adventure of my life. At the time, the sentence that had really caught my eye was the next one: "Only women need a...
Emma woke up feeling relaxed and looking forward to the day ahead. She didn't have anywhere to be, and had no plans as yet for the day, so a morning in bed seemed perfect. She stretched out her body. She was of medium height, and average size. Her red hair was long and loose, spread out across her pillow, and contrasted with her pale skin. She lazily traced...