He had an odd, intense face. Everything about it seemed deliberate, from the shadows of his cheekbones to the straight slope of his nose, not in the way that suggested a divine creator's touch, but as if he did it to himself in the mirror that morning with a chisel and a paintbrush. He had powerful shoulders but a skinny torso and slim hips. His fingers were...
Night is falling in the Realms. The evening, though heralding darkness, is colorful. The rosy-purple hues of the sky just beginning to give over to the deeper indigoes and blues of night. Autumn reflects off of the trees that are lit by a small, cozy campfire. The reds, yellows and golds of the leaves winking merrily in the flickering firelight. The camp is...
Hilary was getting excited about the local fair that was coming up. It was her second year living in the community but she had missed the annual event last year as she had been away visiting family. After living in the city where she always felt so anonymous, she found living in this community much more to her liking. She felt she belonged- it probably helpe...
You open your mailbox and look inside. The only thing there is a yellow slip of paper, left by the postman. "Package Pickup," it says. There is a check mark in the box beside the line that says, "Package too large." "I'm not expecting any packages." you say out loud. There's nobody around to hear you but you don't care. You double check the name and address...
Mistress and Commander -- Grey Seas Over Warning--This story may put you off your stroke. If you want a wanker, try elsewhere. I dedicate this story, with apologies, to Farley Mowat, founder of the Beaver Club of Amateur Naturalists, and like me, a writer (although a much better writer than I) who never let facts get in the way of truth. Pernambuco was a...
Experiments Ch. 01: Prep the Patient She lay awake in bed. Clad only in a silken pair of panties and covered by a thin sheet. The drumming of the rain on the window providing a calming yet eerie melody. Staring at the ceiling Stacey contemplated her life, the boyfriends, the girlfriends to, and wondered what had gone wrong, what has caused her to end up in...
"And just where do you think you're going?" I didn't get time to answer as the housemistress flipped a silky stocking around my ankles and yanked me off my feet. Fortunately, a heavily padded leather couch broke my fall, but left my ankles exposed. Before I could try to roll off of the couch, the housemistress's hands deftly wound and tied the soft yet unyi...
Jake gasped as Mistress R grabbed his package, pressing the studs even harder into his sensitized prick. "Yes Mistress R!" he managed to squeeze out of his throat. She moved closer to his ear and whispered, "If you do a good job, I'll take those studs off. If you don't do a good job, you sleep in the cage tonight." She patted his dick twice and released him...
"Brian!" I called as I walked into the house. Silence. Damn I was horny and the fucker was not home. Going into the bedroom, I noticed a lump on the bed, he was sleeping. 'So peaceful...' I thought to myself, a grin coming to my cheeks. removing my clothes, I stood there for moment in only my bra watching him sleep. He was tangled in the covers and I notic...
I take no creative ownership of this idea. This work is an interpretation of JumboJet123 story The Sex Games and I hope it will be alright for them if the stories share similarities. This story is from the perspective of the loser as compared to JumboJet123, whose story is from the perspective of the winner. I hope you enjoy. Thanks for the awesome idea Jumb...