"On swift tail flaming From storm and south He comes, pale vampire, Mouth to my mouth." -James Joyce, "Ulysses" * * * * * The full moon sat suspended in mid-air, still and quiet, beaming brightly through Delicious City's darkness. The moonlight was exquisite, but I found it to be disturbing the dark miasma of the shadows, crawling uncertainly across the ci...
Everyone in this story is 18 or older. This is also a demo piece to see how much my writing has improved since high school, and is the first of 5 stories with the title "Broken". For the most part they all take place with in 48 hours of Feb 14 & deal with Atreyu in some way. "Alright class today we will have a new student teacher joining us." Mr. Franklin...
Readers this is a multi chapter story of a series of events in the life of a married couple. The story involves female led marriage, BDSM, cuckolding, and extreme humiliation. If these themes offend you, stop now! Chapter 1 Breakfast Victor sat at the dining table, sipping his coffee as he prepared to go to work. He had awoken in a frenzy of thoughts this...
Chapter 3: Safari In all my time at The Academy, I have taken only one personal slave. I never meant to. If I could have it my way, I would never have something so personal, something so indulgent. But this was different. It struck me. The beauty of it, and the exotic nature of it. I always told myself this was a business, that it cannot be personal, and th...
The new slaves were lined up in the gym for an assembly. There were about 50 of slaves, 25 which was categorized as whores (women who enjoy sex or the idea of it) and 25 were soon-to-be whores (women who doesn't enjoy sex or the idea of it, they are here to be trained to become whores and slaves). The whores were in blue collar, while the others were in red....
"Merry Christmas," She heard from behind her in the mix of his mingling guests. She was leaning against entryway wall rubbing one of her aching feet from the three inch ruby red heels she wore. She looked to find Howie smiling. "Hi." "I told you that you'd kill yourself in those things." "I know but I look good." "At the price of aching feet?" "It's the...
(Dear Readers; Thank you for reading my story! Thank you for the favorites and the votes! It took me roughly a year to write this story, and in the last 2 months of submitting the earlier chapters for submission I have been rereading, editing, and rewriting the entire book while writing these last 4 chapters. Originally I was going to bundle the last 6 cha...
It started with an innocent trip to the mall. I use the term "innocent" loosely since I happened to be carrying my strap-on dildo in my purse with me. You might be asking yourself why a respectable woman like myself would be carrying a plastic cock with a harness in her purse in a place like the mall. I get it. If I wasn't me, I would probably think I was in...
Once upon a time there lived a kinky girl, a very kinky girl indeed, named, well never mind her real name, her chosen nick for play was "Cinderella", for reasons which will become apparent later. Cinderella lived in a polyamorous family with an assortment of bdsm proclivities with her "Daddy" (a switch - top to Cinderella and bottom to his Domme to whom he...
He was burning nag champa incense. The musky and heady fragrance was familiar and pleasing and helped me relax a bit. But there was something else, rose perhaps? Yes, it was definitely rose. That made sense, because I remembered that he said rose incense arouses feelings of love and sensuality. The quiet strains of traditional Indian music wafted through t...