The house was easy to find, on a lonely road a mile out of town. The perimeter of the large three-story colonial was bathed in halogen-blue security light. No other houses for a quarter mile and a good five miles from Emory University, which seemed strange for a frat-house. The stylish logo was outlined in neon above the large oak front door. "Omega Theta De...
It's been about a month since I told Holt, Holly the truth and moved her into my house. I never expected the side effects of what I did to her to be her to be her becoming a whole other person. I know it sounded like that's the point but the point is that you changed them, bent them, broke them and made them worse. And I fucking hated Holt, I really fuckin...
Dear Readers, Thank you so much for taking the time to read my story. Two years later, you all are still reading, and some of you have been faithful since day one. I cannot tell you how much your comments, email, and feedback inspire me to keep telling the story of these two. I have really enjoyed putting the pen to paper, and letting their story tell it...
Disclaimer: I do not own The Gifted. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Lorna Dane was a little taken off guard when she woke up to find she wasn't alone, but her memories quickly came flooding back so by the time she opened her eyes and was greeted by shoulder length blonde hair she smiled warmly and gently but firmly pulled Esm...
Dez was happy with all the pussy and ass he was getting, but he missed a girl of his own. Deep down, he longed to have a woman by his side, an intelligent, but cool woman to make his wife, that he could share his life with. He had Trish, Angela and a lot of girls. But they didn't belong to him completely and they had an independent streak. He also did not wa...
It was my orientation day at the museum. An exciting day, to be sure. I guess I should explain. I'm an exhibitionist. I get off on other people looking at my body and watching me get off. Heck, I get wet just thinking about it. I discovered this in school on a dare and eventually I became a cam girl. Being a cam girl is fun, don't get me wrong. I mean, I si...
Zainab was an ebony BBW with a cute face that looked much younger than she really was (she was in her late 30s) with a wide smile and a soft voice; on top of that she had a really fat ass that gave anyone lucky enough to stand behind her not only a show of her thong but a nice cushion to rest their boners. Although she was always fully covered by loose-fitti...
I wake up groggily and annoyed having barely slept. I drag myself out of the bed and get dressed in a simple gown and leave to go to the kitchen where I find Sir sitting with a scowl and sipping something scarlet out of a cup. I make eye contact with him for a moment casting my gaze downward and find myself blushing. I mumble, "What am I to do today, Sir?"...
I had been talking to him for a while now. This man. Daddy. Somehow the constant barrage of pornographic images and sissy hypnosis had taken a hold of me and brought me to the point where I had actually begun to develop a relationship with a man. I had never thought of myself as gay, or had thoughts about men. I was the typical A-student, moderately athleti...
The straps felt particularly restrictive given the situation. Usually when Sir tied me in place, it was exactly where I wanted to be, but right and right now, I wasn't all that sure. I trusted Sir, of course, so it's not like I really wanted out, right? Or did I? Is there a difference? At a certain time, play and reality get blurred, and that can be so frigh...