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Athena Station Pt. 01

by wrangler__78 on Sep 25, 2017
Romance

Author's note: This is my first attempt at writing anything. I would appreciate your feedback. I hope you all enjoy it. ***** Tim Bradshaw ran the diagnostics on the uplinks to the various satellites on the Communications panel, and verified that the signal strength remained constant. It was always constant, but it was one of those boring tasks that had to...

Mr Stephensons Fucking Machine 02

by MustafaFuch on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Before the Victorian Era safe sex meant kissing and a chastity belt, but when the key broke in Fanny's lock it took an engineer of Stephenson's stature to resolve the problem. "Thee done champion job of Fucking Machine for the missus so if thee can spare time I got another job for thee, bit delicate like." Young George Stephenson sat in the kitchen at Arth...

Mistress of the Air Ch. 28

by SlaveNano on Jan 5, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Following the discovery that The Corseted Domme had been sabotaged, the captain implemented a new regime of security measures. He and his men did a thorough sweep of the engine room, the area containing many hazards and opportunities for further sabotage. A huge padlock was put on the engine room door for which only he and Lady Sally possessed a key. They fo...

Mek-World Reality TV

by JMaxwell69 on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The room is entirely white except for the sleek stainless steel cameras mounted on white stanchions hanging from white tracts in the ceiling. It is so white that under the harsh stage lighting most of the six assembled candidates have to squint. The candidates have been kept in cages in the dark most of the time for the past day, and this exacerbates their d...

Wild Turkey Estates Pt. 02

by Jouleian on Sep 14, 2020
BDSM

The Emerald Green Dress. Carrie peered at herself in the gold framed floor to ceiling mirror, a near twin to the one to her vanity's, staring blankly at her own reflection. Esme had kept it simple when laying out her clothing for this evening. An emerald green dress, the only adornment a bow at the very back in a similar but lighter shade of green that ran...

Bob Stephenson's Torture machine

by MustafaFuch on Sep 11, 2017
BDSM

Warning, this historical fantasy contains references to fucking and fucking machines and contains four letter words and any resemblance of any characters to any person living or deceased is entirely unintentional. In addition it contains folk getting strapped down with leather straps and there's Snuff, Prostitutes and steam valves, and the Dowager lady McNe...

Three Square Meals Ch. 15

by Tefler on Sep 18, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"I take it that's bad then?" Sparks asked, startled by John and Calara's shocked reaction to the mystery ship. "Who are the Kirrix exactly?" "They are kill on sight to all species in the Galactic League" John explained briefly. "They're a parasitic insectoid species that use other life forms to incubate their young. When their larvae hatch, they eat their w...

Washed Out

by sevenofspades on Mar 13, 2018
Fetish

Rachel went to sleep that night almost exactly as she would on any other Friday, tired after a big week and looking forward to a lie-in the next morning. The only difference was that she knew her boyfriend was planning to come over for the first time in ages the next day, so she had done a little prep. She hadn't gotten herself off, not properly, but she had...

Mark's Mistake

by kirakakash02 on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

"What part of don't drink this did you not understand?" Allen yelled at Mark. "It just smelled SO good and then I tasted it and I just couldn't help myself." "Well, I hope you really liked it because now you will have to drink more. You realize that this messes the whole schedule. You will have to be taken out of circulation until punishment is over. That...

The Human Toilet

by MsBlueVelvet on Sep 26, 2017
Fetish

He comes to me to be used, to be degraded, to become nothing more than a double-ended piece of pipework. A sly winking poke-point on one end, a gaping wide receptacle on the other, there to catch the slurry of filth my body produces. To feed him. To force him. To make him. His only purpose is to be my human toilet. I do not need him. This isn't abo...