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Hollywood Noir Ch. 02

by Sputnik57 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Sindy was close to coming as she pulled the slipknot tight around the whimpering and servile Blake's neck. 'There is nothing more I would like than to pull that lever and see you dance on the rope for me. You shall not be allowed the pleasure of being snuffed for our enjoyment just yet, but rest assured the day will come when Amanda has tired of you and I w...

Witnessed

by MSTarot on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"Witnessed" I hear said behind me. So simple a word. So very simple a word to end a man's life with. Swallowing I feel the tight cord biting at my Adam's apple. Looking out over the crowd I wish they would hurry with the hood. I don't want to see these faces looking at me anymore. I'll still have to hear the voices. "Ya going to dance for us?" one calls o...

Throne of Shame

by spankingtheatre on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Her throne glimmered with gold. Ornately carved, fashioned by the continent's finest craftsmen, it sat on a dais of burgundy and jade. He took the princess's hand delicately, elegantly holding hers on top of his, and led her. "Your throne, your highness" He enjoyed how quickly her expression changed from pride to shame, as she spied the finger-length pro...

Forsaken Love

by LadyShadowcross on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

Blood. A powerful and binding concoction that defines a person yet is spilled over that definition. In some worlds, families fight noble blood against noble blood but in my world, if you do not have wings on your feet, you are not fit to live here. Thankfully, my pads have wings but the only soul I would give my life and honor for has none. My heart beats s...

Yshomatsu and the Succubus Ch. 03

by Yshomatsu on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

(I would like to thank Lazyhobo for an excellent editing job and very helpful comments) * He opened his eyes, his vision blurry and unfocused. He was back in the waking world. The first thing he noticed when he realized he was awake, was the fact that his lower robes were soaked. He let out a sigh, I dirtied myself, he thought. He tried to move his hands,...

Memoirs of Kitty Siam Ch. 49

by kitty_siam on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Mostly Dead. Now that I know what I'm without You can't just leave me Breathe into me and make me real Bring me to life - Evanescence I found myself in total darkness for what seemed like forever. I could not see, hear, or feel, but I knew that I was something. I knew that I was somewhere but what that something was I did not know. I had a feeling t...

Something Lost

by MSTarot on Sep 17, 2017
Text With Audio

* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (7.5 min/mp3) * * * * * ~I lost my virginity to a woman I did not love.~ As I write that in my new journal I have to ask myself...why? Not why I did what I did with that woman. That answer I know. But why, two months after it happened, is that still the very first thing on my mind? I stare at...

The Wiener Connection

by mynameisben on Sep 16, 2017
Humor & Satire

You want to know something pathetic? Imagine you're a middle-aged man. You're slowing down. A little. But you've got this new, cock-crazy, nymphomaniac of an on-line girlfriend who wants to get off with you every night. She pouts you a kiss, her sensuous red lips framed by shoulder length curls of silky black hair. Then she tells you, "as soon as my husband...

Changes Ch. 02

by sublocked on Sep 25, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Notes to Reader: (1) A lot of this is fiction; much is fact. (2) Cross dressing in marriage is a difficult situation; acceptance of it comprises three entities: husband, wife, couple. (3) Nobody CHOOSES to be a cross dresser, so please don't demean yourself (the reader) by macho dismissal and criticism. Lawyers, plumbers, truckers: anyone can be one. Most...

345 Clementine Street

by Sputnik57 on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Horror

He'd lodged at many places before. He was an itinerant musician and drifted from one bar job to the next, and sought out places to crash as he shifted from one urban or suburban conurbation to another. 'Miss Randle – 345 Clementine St.'; the rates looked ok. He'd give it a go. As soon he ascended the steps to the porch at the front of the weatherboard house...