Life can take us in many unpredictable journeys. Take me for example. My name is Amira Anisah Rafiq. In another life, my name was Greta Von Rossbach. A six-foot-two, lean and athletic, blonde-haired and blue-eyed Caucasian woman living in the City of Riyadh, in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. I have been living there for more than twenty years now. I'm the wife...
Scene: An amusement park. Not your average grimy park overflowing with old cigarette butts and smelling faintly of motor oil and fried food. No, this park is pristine. Birds are singing and the grass is barely even trampled by the flocks of happy people running from rides to booths and back. Fuck realism right? This is a fantasy. We walk hand in hand down r...
The arrangement had been quite simple and tailored to his needs for months. Dave would regularly visit his domme, Myra by appointment. Each week he would arrive, knock once and be received promptly at her dungeon. Although she never inflicted severe pain, Myra would wait for him to undress and once he was lying on his back on her special bench, she would att...
For those that don't know me, I am a woman of many talents. And I have a vivid imagination. Sometimes, when I am daydreaming, I think of how nice it would be to have another woman to play with, maybe someone with soft creamy thighs. She almost always has red hair and green eyes when I think of her. One day an old friend of mine calls and we start talking ab...
Chapter 1 I can remember it as if it were yesterday. The day had finally arrived. I was about to meet my Mistress for the first time. The months had dragged on endlessly while I had corresponded with Mistress Catherine regarding my suitability to serve her and become a permanent addition to her stable of slaves. I sat in the lounge of the Biltmore Hotel,...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, video games, places, universe, etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in...
Part 6 - The Face-bow I walk over to the cabinet that I store the face-bows in and select a few sizes that I think should fit. The surface of the cabinet has a glossy finish to it and I can partially see her reflection in it. It looks to me as if her legs are slightly spread, but when I turn back, she has her knees tight to each other. The smile on her face...
I was always under the impression that only boys had to deal with being kicked in the crotch. "Boys have a weakness between their legs, if you have a problem with them, just give them a hard punch." Is what I was always told. There was never any mention on women though, and everyone always mentioned balls, so it's understandable that I thought I was imperv...
I would like to explain to those of you who read these stories that they are all true. They are not a fabrication of my imagination. I have written them to the best of my recollection, as I was a participant in some way in all of the adventures which I have written about. My wife had other adventures, which I was not a part of and could but only speculate as...
Chapter 12: Satyress - Some Mythic Sex As a demon I'd been a total bitch, and quite literally heartless. The flight back helped to quench my inner furnace, and once I landed in front of our house, my wings simply disappeared. Only when I'd clopped around to the back yard did I realize it was actually still dark out -- not only did my night vision suck again...