First of all, to my many readers who have requested a continuation of this story, here is my apology and reward for your patience. Several years ago, my life took an unexpected turn, and I found that I had no available time to continue with the erotic writing that I enjoyed so much. The following chapter of The EMT story was partially completed, but a combin...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan August 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *************...
Outcast My mom bailed me from the county jail after my DUI arrest. I had only been inside for a few hours, but I'd never been more worried or bored in my life. When we got home, my rucksack was waiting by the door, all my worldly possessions were packed in it, my father picked it up, threw it at me, and invited me to leave his house. That sucked. I w...
This story is in five parts. Only part four can be considered a standalone story. What sex there is comes in part three, but it is in no way a stroke story. With any luck this time the parts should be posted on consecutive days. Oh and if you haven't liked my other stuff don't waste your time. My thanks go to Techscan and LadyCibelle for their kind assistan...
Chapter 1: New Beginnings Graham found it strange arriving home from work now that the children were gone; almost like starting again; a second honeymoon. Beverley was pottering around in the garden looking radiant, relaxed and happy. A tall elegant woman with long blond hair and a perfect hour glass figure that a woman half her age would die for. He approa...
Note to the reader: Alyson first appeared in Chapter 2 of "Will You Submit to Us?" as Molly's (the protagonist) Aunt and best friend. Since then I've been corresponding with her real-life inspiration, and promised to deliver a story that was closer to who she is as a submissive. This was an attempt to produce a story that would inspire her to new heights – o...
The aroma of marijuana scents the air. Sean takes another puff of his joint and gently hands his camera to me. "Hold the camera steady, Aria. The world needs to watch the artist work, baby." He grabs the bucket of magenta house paint and walks over to the tarp covered terrace. Sean pours the bucket of paint over his head, the magenta paint cascading down hi...
Thank you for editing, Pixel. ***** He lives down the hall from me. His hair is shaggy and blonde, sometimes hanging messily over his blue eyes. A scar splits his right eyebrow in half. Tattered jeans and block colored t-shirts appear to be the only clothing he owns. He moved in a month ago and through gossip I've learned he's an amiable guy, working as a...
I love the idea of being totally subjugated by a strong dominant man; Graham who I work with is just such a man! In my fantasies he has me totally obedient to him despite me being already in a relationship, and he controls my every action. I love the idea of Graham insisting I refer to myself in a demeaning babyish way as 'ickle Allie Atkins' when I am usual...
[This story makes much more sense after you have read the earlier installments. Those offended by bodily functions or infibulation should proceed no further.] * Jackson, now in the middle of the three weeks' re-orientation at the Men's Camp, to which he had been sent by his wife Eleanor, was surprised not to see Graham, who had been responsible for Eleano...