***I almost laughed when I found this - right up until the point where I remembered that I'd never done anything with this one because I could never categorize it to my satisfaction. What's so tough, you ask? You see any category here called "Adventure"? ~shrug~ Neither do I. The first three chapters don't have any sex at all in them. The rest? I went...
Megan struggled to make it to the end of the hallway while balancing the full breakfast tray. Not only had adding her captor's desired amount of creamer brought the coffee's level to the brim of the mug, the chain linking the leather cuffs on her ankles only allowed for about 18 inches of movement. It also would have been easier to hold the tray by the edges...
Note: (I apologize to Literotica users, this chapter was to be uploaded with the last one months ago, but my mind recorded that this was done with how I cut and re-cut it all. Good news is nothing is dead, bad news is nothing has advanced and I hope this time is the good time when I plan to get back to my stories, but it's been harder since my creativity in...
Whap! I wasn't expecting it, and the slap caused me to stagger back, my ears ringing. "What the hell was that for?" I shouted. Wait, I need to go back a few weeks and explain a few things, or this won't make any sense. I entered the house from the garage and walked into our kitchen shortly after 4:00 in the afternoon, when I usually get off from work. The...
Ballet One I'd taken up classes when I was 5 years old. My beautiful mother, Natalya, was an émigré from Russia and had trained at the Bolshoi Ballet in Moscow. Then, on a tour in the 80's to Canada she had defected; not because she hated the Soviet system but because she met my father Andre, a Quebecer. He was a dancer too, but had decided to leave the pro...
I'm putting this is in the BDSM section, so if you want ice cold dehumanization and extreme humiliation you only need to hit back to browse through hundreds of stories about that kind of thing. If you're looking for a romance flavoured with frequent missteps, D/S, and lots of light BDSM (gradually getting a little bit heavier as the chapters go on), then get...
Yrba's Travels, Pt.5 — Gold And Blood by Paul Gerard (a pen name) ~ Part 5 of a 12-part tale, laced heavily with lesbian encounters and strange transformations. ~ A word of warning, before you even start reading: A lot of what happens in this story focuses on the rather weird fetish of Breast Expansion (BE) – from A to D, and occasionally up to and ul...
Bethany didn't write this story and that is the greatest tragedy of all. She'd earned a scholarship to UCLA for journalism and poetry, and the one short story she allowed me to read struck me as sensual, razor-sharp and pure genius. It was frighteningly angry, but also vulnerably deep. If she wrote the story you're reading now it would've been a work of art...
Hi guys! Thank you for all of your comments and support so far. I hope you enjoy this next chapter! This one does contain a short scene of nonconsensual sex. Thank you so much to SharingFantasies for editing this chapter! ***** Chapter 5 "She's a Fairbairn?" Anton asked in horror. Drago nodded. He had taken Ealasaid to work that morning then called his...
CHAPTER 3: HOUSE CALLS Megan awoke the next morning to the sound of the ring tone on her cell phone. She rolled over, saw it was 8:45 a.m. Her mom was calling for a video call. Groggy, she sat up in bed and answered the phone, her mom smiling back at her. "Good morning honey," her mom said, smiling. "Sorry to call so early. I figured you wanted to sleep i...