Mary stood naked, gagged, and blindfolded on a cold, hard floor. Naked except for her thick leather collar and leash and the rope tying her hands behind her back. In the hour since she had been led here and tied to the wall, she had heard voices rise and fall from somewhere else in the building, but the echo off the bare floors and walls made it impossible f...
The Ulleann Pipes are real and the music that comes from these simple reeds and covered or uncovered finger-holes is haunting. Some of the pieces still claw at my soul. Here are YouTube titles, for those that want to hear such music for yourselves: Davy Spillane - Caoineadh Cu Chulainn Uilleann Pipes.flv I am asleep (Air) & The Clumsy Lover (Reel) Uilleann...
If my friends want a bite, they can have it. Am I overly generous? I don't love this slut. Let her cut a gloryhole into the bedroom wall. Every time I walk down the hall I'll see a dick-less man glued to that sad layer of sheetrock. Addiction says, "this is exactly what your body needs right now" as an addict wraps an elastic band around their bicep, scrumm...
I woke up to find that Daddy was no longer in the bed. I looked over at the clock and realized that I'd slept into the afternoon. I reached down and fingered my asscunt. Mmmmm. It ached so good. I loved feeling the results of my session with Daddy and Boss. I loved knowing that I'd pleased their cocks. I loved knowing that I was becoming the whore I always w...
He was cute enough, thought Ramsay as she studied what's-his-name's profile in the dim light of the hallway. He was a philosophy major, which meant that he was probably moody. He certainly didn't seem like the frat house party type, but here he was at a Phi Delta Theta party, and Ramsay was becoming rather fond of his dark, thick-rimmed glasses and the blond...
Jenny woke up first the next morning she looked around the room, abbey was lying next to her, fast asleep and at the foot of the bed lay Linda. They were both naked as was Jenny. She looked down at herself, still not totally used to seeing a female body. She lifted Abbey's arm off her and stood up off the bed and walked towards the door. She grabbed her robe...
Chapter 3 It was only a few weeks and I had given up my apartment and moved in with Andre. No new crazy adventures happened, and we still had not fucked. The oral sex was wonderful, but I still had not been pried open by his massive piece of meat. Finally, one night he told me what he wanted. "I want you to have the necklace on tomorrow night when I get h...
When we returned to Canada we decided we needed a new home. Mistress Mary Grace lived in a small flat. Mistress Angela's house needed a lot of constant maintenance, and we all wanted a new start. We decided on London Ontario. Nice university city, airport, pretty downtown, and not too big. The Mistresses sold their places and bought the whole seventh floor...
So, I don't know how many people are familiar with the term or idea of a "hate fuck," but it's something my friends and I have referred to all through high school, college, and even well into adulthood. For those who've never heard of it, I suppose I owe a definition, especially to avoid any misconceptions about what it is. Briefly, it is a consensual sexual...
Dear Readers, I hope you enjoy this story which came to my mind shortly after coupling with my wife which somehow made me wish she would have taken me instead of the other way round. Well, and then my fantasy ran a little bit wild. The Dream By Greta Waking up with a sweat, I saw my wife of 10 years laying at my side. Still sleeping. Whow! What a dream I...