This is a fantasy about the Dead or Alive character Helena Douglas I discussed with another user on a different site. Contains a few elements of BDSM and D/s play, along with breast worship. * You crawl along behind Lady Helena with a collar and leash attached to you, held in her hand. Her nude body is fully displayed before you with no secrets. Her divine...
Walking around the natural grotto by the Greek shoreline, I'm struck by a statue on one side, its stone worn by the passage of time, but the beauty and grace of its lines still evident. It's a nereid, I think, the sea nymph that once was the patron of this grotto. I wonder what sacred rites were once performed here... When I turn to go, I trip, falling into...
Part 3: Rose's Revenge "I've got to be going, Rose," said Hilary Swank. "My agent, Max, is throwing a party at his house tonight. Attendance is mandatory." "You don't have to be there for a while, do you? After all, you're a big star. Let's check out my bedroom for an hour or so," Rose suggested. "I wish I could, Honey," Hilary said. "Do you? Do you rea...
Author's Note: So I wrote another one of these. May God have mercy on my soul. If you read the last one, you know what kind of story this is. If you didn't, then go read it (or start reading it, laugh, and go read something that's actually good). What I'm saying is, this story is the most absurd fantasy my twisted mind is capable of producing. If you want an...
My dear, We have discussed this before and I wanted to present to you a contractual agreement between you and I that specifies some rules between us. As you know I enjoy the cuckold lifestyle and enjoy some of the games we play. This contract will take it further to give you more control to empower you to embrace your own inner slut and inner strength. You...
“Why did they have to build the cursed thing all the way up the side of the mountain?” The Agean Sea at his back, Aristaios paused in his assent and skeptically regarded the temple some hundred yards above him. A warm breeze from the sea ruffled his tunic as he stopped climbing for a moment to settle his ragged breaths. The moon shone brightly and even at t...
The week after my Goddess gave me the chastity cage was a very strange one, I would get home from work and put it on, then spend the evening trying to go about normal things and not have any naughty thoughts. It was really difficult at first, every time I moved and felt the cage in my pants it made me instantly think of my Goddess and I started to get arouse...
The skies were dark outside Penelope's bedroom window and casting a cool grey glow onto the hardwood floor. Another negative pregnancy test was lying on the bedside table. It was the fourth in six months. Penelope was sprawled across the bed, feeling hollow. Her empty womb yearned to carry a life and yet her and her husband Chuck's attempts had been met with...
Her giggles were like melancholy through my muffled ears. The must deep in my nose was suffocating, stifling even. I loved it. Not being able to be breath and being encompassed completely by her. Smothered and buried deep between the folds of her Godly curves and skin. I want to be buried alive if this is what it means to die happy. Her scent was heavenly an...
CONTENT WARNING: This story is exceedingly disgusting. It contains filthy stinking bodies, bodily fluids and scat. * I run. The heavy branch I use as a club slows me down, but without it I am defenseless. The wolves are not far behind me, they fear the club, but know that I cannot outrun them. I probably killed one of them when they first attacked, and now...