(fictional story, WM/wf, AF/wm, AM/wm-nc, AF/AF/AM) Foreword: This story is a sequel to OH SHIT. OH SHIT is a sequel to TOILET SLAVE 2. TOILET SLAVE 2 is a sequel to TOILET SLAVE. This story is also a sequel to OH POO-POO, even though OH POO-POO is not a sequel to any other story. ### It was only last year that Steve had been a toilet slave in the ladies...
Sometimes, the stupidity of some people simply astounds me. I think there's a limit to everything, from the bottom of the sea to human imagination. Unfortunately, human stupidity seems to be the exception to that rule. How else would you explain the things I see happening around me everyday? Madness everywhere I look, folks. No other word to describe it. My...
Milton, whom went only by his first name, was sentenced to 10 years in jail with an insanity defense. How a director of hundreds of pornographic movies ended up going crazy was anyone's guess. Friends and co-workers claimed that he lost it when he made the assumption that cum was an indestructible substance that would never vanish off the planet. He claimed...
And then it began in earnest. Naked, with an erection like I was a 19 year old, kneeling before my toilet like an intoxicated throne worshiper, my face hovering about an enormous shit log of my own as it bends about in the cold toilet water, touching both sides—already its brown, smearing the white porcelain, and its smell, filling the bathroom with an other...
3Summer trip to nowhere special, just him and me and the road. Neither of us could get as much freedom as 30 days from 'the daily grind' but, still, a great two weeks of madness. And, madness it was, too - no reservations, no maps, nobody knows where we are. But, he's like that and I guess that's why I stay with him. (Goodness knows, he's no rich, intellectu...
EMB 120 Brasilia - by Jamie - 2114 words about fetishes. Nothing in this story is non-consensual, and nobody is ever left restrained and unattended. All participants are well over 18 years of age. Bloomington Minnesota - 1995 Lisa and I, Jamie, had just awakened fifteen stories in the air, in a hotel room overlooking the beautiful Interstate 494 - Highway...
"I hate this place, it just reeks of desperation." This from the slightly frumpy woman next to her. An icebreaker. Elise looked at woman next to her, noting the hypocrisy in her statement, given that she was here drinking her little floral drinks, and then smiled the false smile she gave people she detested. Fuck, these people don't have half a clue how pat...
She is such a fucking tease, but truth be told, I love it. No matter how much I want to relieve myself and right now the need is almost painful, I know I won't because in some ways I'm just like Sarah. I want to prolong the sweet agony for as long as I possibly can. Besides I'm beginning to enjoy the exhibitionist side of this too. It's not only the risk...
Alessio was a 18 years old boy, after finishing high school, he decided University was not for him and moved to London to look for a job.. He just moved from Italy actually, and he was looking forward to his new job in the UK. He was a nice looking guy, 5ft 10, fit (he was a very sporty guy, playing football and going to the gym every day), and the Latin loo...
With a side business of building BDSM gear, Guy was making a nice little side income. His most popular item was a _Sperm Sponge_ harness: a rather complicated item of straps, rings, and buckles that the slave wore on her head with a cock-ring pressed tightly to her mouth, and another collection of straps, rings, and buckles that he Dominant wore on his hips...