Author's note: Pt. 1 This is a story that deals very heavily with suicide, and thoughts of suicide. If that topic is too sensitive for you, then I highly suggest you do not read this story. am aware that there are people reading this story that have either thought about, or even tried killing themselves. There are also people reading this that have had to...
I'm Desiree, and I'm a dancer. No, not a ballerina. And you won't see me in Broadway shows. Or backing up singers at rock concerts. The dancing I do is a bit more...exotic. Yeah, okay, I'm a stripper. Strippers traffic in fantasy. We embody fantasy. We facilitate it. We act it out. We ARE fantasy. Our audiences (usually men) see something in us that they wa...
Melissa asked, "Would you shave me?" "Certainly. Shave you, give you a full-body massage, scrub you in the shower, wash your hair, paint your toenails or rub your lipstick off with my lips. I'm your volunteer." "You volunteered to shave Emma." "And, I meant it. If it's Ok with you I'd be happy to shave Emma, Jo and Barb. It's an act of intimacy, of friend...
By rutger5 (An Original Story-Copyright 2013) It was a dark and stormy night when there was a small fire in the apartment above mine. Unfortunately by the time it was put out my place sustained significant water damage which made it temporarily unlivable until repaired. The landlord hemmed and hawed about paying for relocating me, because until the insuranc...
In the previous episode slaves Samantha and Steven both earned 3 months locked away in chastity for sharing a bed. However Steven earned another 3 months for running away from home for the day. Katrina who was beginning to like her slave invited Steven to her bedroom for the night, although he had to sleep on the floor. --- "Steven wake up." Katrina said...
Author's Note: Hey folks, guess who's back! I don't know, I feel like this instalment took a little longer to finish than the others. Is that the case? Anyway, just a few quick things: One, I'd like to extend a big thank you to all of you who commented or emailed me feedback; I'm making a special effort to reply to each and every email that comes with a repl...
Chapter 4 - New Beginnings Melanie was having a sincerely disappointing week. It had nothing to do with her course, but with the little fucking troll she was roomed with. Right from the start she knew this wasn't going to work, but once their name is official in document where they were living, that was their room. - - - When she first arrived she found h...
Gifted Grifter #3: Viva Las Vegas In my last few days at the Department of Defense, I worked on perfecting the secret discovery that would transform my life: a receive that could read people's minds. Recognizing the opportunities my invention would afford, I had wanted to quit immediately, but I had promised my graduate assistant, Jessie, that I would wait...
Hi. Here you go. The second part to my new series that half the people wanted and the other half didn't. I've actually got this idea to intertwine all of my stories into a certain time and place so that they are all related because I'm just weird like that. Anyways, hope you enjoy! ~E P.S. I sort of have a thing for biting, so, yeah... and this is a "revi...
Chapter One The atmosphere in Oakland was absolutely, utterly crazy. Familiar with WWE productions as she was, The Sioux had never experienced anything like it, not even when she'd valeted for Trish, the night she had won back her belt in "The Fight of the Century". Madness it was; total madness. A girl couldn't properly hear herself think. Rational though...