I have always disliked conferences and conventions but, I suppose, these days they are an occupational hazard for most of us. Long drawn out sales speeches that are usually about as interesting as watching grass grow; collecting brochures and leaflets from companies that you know you will probably never come into contact with again let alone use their revolu...
To his friends, Dave was the ultimate wingman. They could always count on him to jump right into any situation where separating the hot chic from her posse was mandatory. He was the guy that was called on to distract the concerned, match wits with the determined, pander to the unruly, placate the hideous, and jump on any grenade thrown in their direction. Da...
Ch 2: The Training Begins Now, if you think that these 5 beautiful, hermaphroditic women have trained me, you are dead wrong. Up until now I have simply been led by my rather hard cock in the direction they wanted to lead me. Only my extreme lust, whether fed by sex magick or not, has lead me to my current state. My training is about to begin. With 5 of...
She sat at her computer in their little apartment, typing a trivial email. She was waiting, with her pussy newly shaven and no panties on under her short skirt, just as her man had ordered. She enjoyed this game, it made her feel like a wicked slut, and totally erotic. She knew there was going to be lots of sexual activity when he returned, and she couldn't...
When the Robert called, Diane prepared herself for the evening. After a long bath she dried, powdered, and spent the afternoon getting her make up just so. She then put on a silky white blouse and a dark skirt that didn't quite reach her knees. No underwear, no bra, per instructions. Stockings, heels, a necklace and earrings were her only other accessories....
"You understand that this is a one time deal? No matter how things turn out, good or bad, you aren't going to be entitled to future privileges." I was sitting in my living room talking to Peter on the phone. Peter and I had been friends for years. We respected each other and had one of those rare friendships that allowed honesty and candor without diminishi...
Everyone who practices BDSM got their start somewhere. Somehow. Maybe it was you or your lover trying to spice up your bedroom play by acting out a scene from a mainstream TV show. Or perhaps you were seduced into the lifestyle by a more experienced man or woman. My start? I guess you could call it a 'Jump Start'. I imagine it's a little different from mos...
If you had told me at 16 that I would end up in the situation I am now, 18 (for three more days woo!) year old slavegirl to a gorgeous 23 year old mistress, regular sexual plaything for all manner of people including a wonderfully dominant fuckbuddy, and a gorgeous bisexual boyfriend; my whole daily routine regulated and punctuated by little reminders of my...
Bree woke up with a cramp in her back and tried to stretch out. Then, she realized that she couldn't move any of her limbs. Frantically, she tried to sit up to see what was restraining her- rope tied to the head and footboards of the bed. Max had tied Bree spread eagled and was nowhere to be seen. All she could do was lie there, helpless and exposed to the w...
ONE A cabin in the woods; the master bedroom, upstairs. I'm lying on the bed in the dark; I cannot move, speak, or see. She moans; she is near me, but in the same condition. Perhaps I should start from the beginning; it would be easier to understand that way ... ---------- Call me Jane; that will do. I'm a normal Caucasian female from a normal family, fi...