Three weeks later, Eve came to pick me up from the poledance classes I'd been enrolled in. She watched as I and the other male slaves danced and gyrated, completely on show through the glass-fronted building that housed the academy. Hailey wanted to enter me into some amateur competitions -- I had no hope of winning, but I went along with it happily enough....
(Author's note: Most bdsm stories I have read seem to deal with either breaking in a slave or working with trained slaves. The process of actually training a slave to submit body and soul to the pleasures and desires of a master has always fascinated me. It seemed to be a process that needed great care, planning and the talented hand of a master to bring out...
Sissy came back to the set about a half hour later, dressed and none the worse for the experience. Her friend Elaine looked a little edgy, and remained by her side. Had Barely not known how Sissy had conducted herself minutes earlier, he would never have suspected her capable of any such lewd activities. "Are you still living at the address on your driver's...
In this chapter eighteen year old Hailey learns of her father's being with her two close friends. Her passion and hunger to be with him is intensified. ***** STORY SHIFTS TO DAUGHTER AND DAD While her mother was getting fucked by the mammoth thirteen inch cock of her High School friend, Chase, the knock-out eighteen year old Hailey was in a deep, passi...
Hailey knocked softly upon her only door and waited for Cullen to open it. She would not be wandering alone anywhere into some far off land she could not dream up in her wildest fantasies. That would not happen. All the time she spent slipping on her dress, and the new shoes that were like the jimmy choos of whatever world she was in. Esson, she thought reme...
As always, all characters, events, companies, etc. are figments of our imagination and have no connection to any living or dead persons, true events or actual companies. In other words, this is all fiction. M.P. "I've never met a man that sells anvils before." C.C. "It takes a real salesman; I can tell you that. Anvils have a limited appeal, you know."*...
Oh my God, what am I doing here? Please tell me, God, what the fuck am I doing here? Fran Michelson Dreshner was never one to utter a curse word, being raised in a tough Catholic home and having attended a Catholic boarding school had instituted that into her heart and soul. Although that's not to say there weren't times when she'd desired to relinquish her...
Hello all! Sorry for missing last month's installment of MOTL, I had to put it on pause for a month. Thanks for the feedback! It's greatly, really it is, appreciated! I'm happy to say I've gotten back into writing after taking a few months off. These next few chapters just flew out of me, I don't know why. Also a few more story ideas have popped into my he...
18:23 Targets for the attack were strategized. Though the government tried to portray a falsified story, the invasion was bound to happen. My name is Torin. I am six feet one inches tall. I have long black hair that hangs past my shoulders. I have been referred to many times as a Metro Sexual because of the products I use on my hair and the lotions I use o...
((Guys and gals, this story was my first attempt at writing erotic stories, and it wasn't all that great last time. So, I would like to thank Literotica for posting my work. I would also like to thank my editor, Chunks. He is a great writer, and I suggest that you also read his stories as well. They are located here: www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php...