My whole body hurt, everything, both inside and out, the pain had brought me agonisingly awake. I could feel the bars of the cold cage I had been thrown into, it had been my home for several months but the beating was new. The other sissies had turned on me, they might be 'girly' but they were cruel, Mistress Kayne had warned me that to disobey one last ord...
Cara and I had sentenced ourselves to ten days of slave training, to be exhibited as naked slaves to potential buyers, then sold at auction to spend fifteen days as purchased sex slave. Cara was understandably overwhelmed and panicky about the whole ordeal, but as long as I was there by her side, she was willing to go through with it. Despite the fact that...
I wasn't sure which category to put this story in, it includes elements that would make it a natural in several, but I'm putting it in fetish on account of the fisting scene. Hopefully it's the right choice. Enjoy! **** The only roommate I ever had in college was a lesbian. Still is, I assume. I love men. Always have, always will. Jody and I met in o...
Dear reader; this is the last part of a four part group sex tale. If you've read this far you know that I am willing to let the narrative slip into the realm of bat-shit crazy from time to time. That said, let me reiterate that this is a work of fiction and is meant to be entertaining rather than enlightening or socially responsible. All characters are at l...
At their next session Gail appeared in a suit but it was much more tailored than her 'one size too big' look of her first sessions. Mona took particular note of the blouse worn under the open jacket. It wasn't skin tight but closely followed Gail's curves. Those curves were very impressive; the woman had a very top-heavy hourglass figure. Gail noticed Mona a...
Author’s note: Kind readers, the names in this story are probably not correct usage of any native American language. The dialogue is not an attempt to ratify the movie stereotype, but is as I imagine would take place between peoples of limited common language. I have nothing but respect for the only true native Americans, and feel great sorrow at our usually...
Hey Fuckers! This story ain't over till I say it's over! And there will be music! "All aboard! Ha ha ha ha ha ha haaaa! Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay" And there will be mistakes! But are you not entertained? - I enjoy feedback, comments, and constructive criticism. Feel free to drop me a note. Especially a real bad grammar mistake! I am curious as to how old...
Thanks so much for all the followers and nice messages. I got even more last time! Maybe that means I'm getting better? Here's hoping! I hope this takes your mind of the quarantine for at least a little while. :) * The night passed in a haze of passion and genuinely entertaining conversation when they stopped to recover for a few minutes. Isabella was w...
Being away from her ship filled Vynn with an intense, animal excitement. It was not that she longed to be away from the Hegemony – far from it – rather, it was that she was taking part in a Captain's tradition as old as the oldest heroes of the Age of Conquest. They were legends, whispered names: Fletcher, Church, Bordeaux, Genoveis, Sysko. And now she was j...
Living near the edge of the city can be a tedious thing, especially when you've been held up downtown at work for several hours past your schedule. And especially when it's after dark and busses no longer go all the way to your area. And especially when you make the terrible decision to take a shortcut through the bad part of the city. These things were mad...