Helen brought herself back from that other place she had been. She had told herself to do this now, at this time, and she did it. It was a technique that Mistress had taught her, a way to remove herself mentally from what was being done to her. At the same time it seemed to allow time to pass much faster. Helen was in a place that was totally black and sile...
Evie finds redemption with Gerald * Author's note: This story is fiction; all characters and situations are fictional and any relationship they may bear to any living or dead person is purely coincidental. This story was inspired by the song 'Please don't tell me how the story ends' sung by Kris Kristofferson. ************* I felt the familiar surge in...
Dear Diary, Here's my secret: I crave subjugation. And cock. I want so badly to be filled with hard, thick cock all the time that sometimes I can't focus on my daily activities. I especially want a big, throbbing dick filling my ass, practically rending me in two. All of my fantasies center around being used as a fuck slut, a personal slave, a cum receptacl...
It's not so unusual for a man or woman to be sexually drawn to the friends of one's spouse. In fact, many of our fantasies involve making love to one of our spouse's best friends or associates. Sometimes even with our spouse involved with it. And many times we are very much aware that the friend or associate may share the same desires. But to spare ourselves...
"You just put your lips together and....blow." ******************** She had the bedroom eyes, smoldering sexuality, and the husky, 1-900-number voice of a young Lauren Bacall. Her chest, however, was more reminiscent of Jayne Mansfield's. (Or as Dick Cavett once so famously introduced her onto his show..."Ladies and gentlemen, here they are...Jayne Mansfie...
Naked dare chapter 5 A hot steaming shower followed by a strong coffee and I felt vaguely human again. I mumbled something about seeing Ella after work and I stumbled out the door. It was ten o’clock before I was awake enough to even do my job. I was staring out of my office window with yet another strong coffee in my hands when there was a knock at my of...
"You look ravishing," my wife Ivana said as I stood before her in a short red velvet dress with white tights and black Blahnik mary janes heels. She walked over to put a hair band in my long black hair. It was down to my shoulders now, flat-ironed straight. We stood together in front of the mirror after she was done. In her heels, Ivana was four inches tal...
Every story of one’s self is a fiction. But one can at least try to speak some truth. I write here not as a woman speaking for all women, but only for myself. Take from it what you will. It is hard to know where to begin, for there is no beginning, really. I have constructed this visual and textual journal as a way of exploring, putting into words and image...
A Faeophobia-Universe story "..... And the previous reports have been confirmed, the forecasts of that PFF that's been projected has been verified. Parents are advised to keep adolescent males out of doors and away from windows. Stores are reporting record sales of erectile dysfunction drugs as..." But Lisa passed out of earshot of the female announcer on...
As we walked down the hotel hallway, my wife nervously clutched my hand. I glanced over at her and could tell she was very apprehensive with what was about to take place. She looked exquisite in her short black dress trimmed in lace. She wore a strand of pearls around her neck that hung perfectly into her cleavage. I had picked her outfit when we had agreed...