Larry Parker had just put another shift for Candid Films Inc.; as a filmstrip editor for a small-time porno outfit, he had seen his fair share of sleaze, and was bored with the same old scenarios of 'stud meets bimbo by chance and ends up filling her well-used gash with cream'. He yearned for something a little more erotic, and had been peddling his talents...
SO FAR: Divorcee and short-term prostitute Jilli Drummond has endeavored to escape from her sordid past and on the coast meets a young man Joe Wright who has taken a month off to recover from the aftermath of his divorce. Joe takes the former hotel restaurant manager into his mini RV on the homeward leg of his circuit. 'Home' is a 26,000 cattle ranch in Sout...
The author would appreciate feedback from readers. If you are not into wives dominating their husbands, please pass this story by. This is the third in the series and each story explores a different phase in Mark's new life. Enjoy! Chapter 3, My little husband, the Marking Still in a dream state, I could almost feel the backwash of the wings of bees. That...
Marjorie was still horny as Miles obediently patted her dry after they had showered in the wet room; he had done everything as per her commands to the letter, which swelled not only her cunt, but her sense of dominance. This was a lifestyle she would want to continue, and she had already developed affection for the cur, in the way you might for a dog or cat;...
Chapter 1 - Captured © 2018 By Pitchblack_stories Edited by Dannysuling They had left the crowded streets and reached the gate of the citadel high above the city. The massive stones of the gate tower loomed menacingly above her and the iron-bound door wings on both sides of the archway looked like a gapping maw ready to devour anyone into its abyssal dept...
This is a story, not representing anyone in real life. I had gone to get a haircut. It is a small shop that has 3 women and one man, I guess that is why I go there. It is not a salon; it is just a barbershop. Stylists don’t know how to cut hair; a plain taper in the back is beyond their skills. Anyway, my turn came and I got the older of the three women, th...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Scott wept like a baby as he was released from the pole and cowered at Carrie's feet, his position below her now confirmed forever and witnessed by the pleased audience of dominant women. He would now be made to beg to be her slave in further affirmation of his new and permanent position, suffering a further sweet humiliation for the pleasure of all onlooker...
The girl was nervous. She had never met someone quite like this before, on a whim, the blindest of dates, but something about their conversations had stirred her to the point of passion she had never felt before except in her wildest fantasies. The place they had arranged to meet was very isolated; a path at the edge of the conjunction of a small copse of tr...
"He's made his list...he's checked it twice. He already knows who's been naughty or nice. Santa Claus is cumin...in town." The elves sang out in unison, busy as beavers. Boxing and bagging cheese and cheese cleavers. Pulling on paper and pushing big leavers. Wrapping Christmas presents with a holiday fever. The Reindeer where reigned, the presents tagged an...