I was dreaming, and oh what a dream it was. I never wanted to wake from it, as the feeling of pleasure and ecstasy was very intense. It all started with this BDSM- oriented story I had been reading. It was fascinating, and I found myself getting hot, and developing some fantasies of my own. Fantasies of being stroked, of cumming. Fantasies of being tied, or...
"Subject 2571, please report to Research Lab 7." The monotone voice said over the intercom. Danny sat up from the bed in his cramped room. He looked out the small window at the vast jungle beyond. He was a test subject in Camp 12 on New Alexandria, near the Sol System. His job consisted of pretty much anything the scientists asked him to do. Considering the...
Some days went by after the meeting. Days when I held in my mind her face, her voice, her words, her tone, her assurance, her nuances of expression, the look on her face as she spoke. Days when I was sure that I'd failed, then hopeful I had not. Days when I wished I'd not said what I had, and had said what I hadn't. Days when I cringed at my clueless...
Roger's hands gripped Anna's waist as she straddled him. Muffled whimpers and moans intermixed with the rhythmic slapping of wet flesh against flesh. His fingers dug into her as he pounded into her from below. Anna bit down on the bit gag she was wearing and cried into the saliva-drenched panties Roger had stuffed into her mouth before attaching the gag arou...
My name is Emma Knocks, but you can call me Noxxie. At least, that's what the sign on my door says. Noxxie is what most of my clients call me. But they're not compelled to. Some of them call me a whore or a slut. Some call me a toilet, a urinal, a trash can or dustbin, a Zender or a Vaginbond. It doesn't matter to me. I'm Noxxie to me, and I'm the wildest o...
Trying to take my mind off, trying to recap. I thought: its Saturday. I usually feel pretty crapped out on Saturday what with the working week and social drinks and what have you. I wake up and find that my tongue has stuck to the roof of my mouth. My tongue was doing its usual thing but something unusual was going on. I went out on the razzle in search...
It was only the night before, but somehow it seemed a lifetime ago that he had said the penetrating words, "This is the beginning of your training." The words hung in the air and in her heart she wondered what exactly he had meant by that? Still she trusted him and he had been there in her home with her in her bed and every part of her wanted more...to do mo...
He waited for her sitting on the corner of the bed. In the dark room the shadows played, chasing and stalking one another as if mirroring the thoughts that haunted him all week. She knew he was here, he told her he'd be there first. Sent her a note to get ready and she'd better do as he said, he really wasn't in the mood for punishments. Not tonight. He wa...
Hospice assignment nursing can be quite gratifying work. It is the special assignment cases that make the job interesting. I am to tend the needs of an at-home patient with a serious inflammation. As I ring the bell, I am invited into a spacious and quiet home. An everything in it's place type dwelling, very manly and neat. I am impressed with the style and...
I am drowning in a sea of sin gazing into his hazel green eyes. We could have made beautiful children together. Chances are they would have had green eyes. "I have news for you", he says in a melancholy tone, "Jen left me about a month ago." My heart falls to the pit of my stomach. I stumble for the right words, "I am so sorry for you. Are you alright?...