No one spoke as the utility lander docked back with the Covenant in a high, safe orbit over the planet. Daniels, Rosenthal, Adams, and of course Walter were all that was left of the disastrous trip to the surface. The utility lander, flown from ship to shore on auto-guidance so as not to expose more humans to unknown contagions, methodically went through doc...
Some time ago, I was reading that part of "Playboy" where they answer questions or respond to statements of opinion sent in by readers. One letter writer claimed that males are much hornier than females and, in support of this contention, pointed out that most prostitutes are women, and that they served men. The writer of the letter concluded the reason for...
After being blown and locked, Miss Carly explained to me that the compound we were at had over a hundred rooms and approximately 50 current residents. She began walking me to a room where I was to keep myself preoccupied until they had prepared my sleeping arrangement. I walked butt naked behind Miss Carly down a high-ceilinged hallway. Her ass was absolutel...
Meeting Gustavo Monica Garza's austere, coprolite-like walls, covered with aquarelles of men in tutus and women's swimwear, are sound-proof, and Gustavo must intuit or presume this since, once inside, his voice climbs in pitch in a way it wouldn't in any other of her condo's rooms. In the little kitchen, for instance, he nearly whispered. The tutu- and wome...
WARNING!!! All my stories involve total power exchange, where one party assumes total control over the other. To my mind, total control is meaningless without limits being stretched and shattered. There is no point in total power exchange if all you are going to have is Missionary position sex. In a previous story, GREAT DAY TO BE A SLAVE, someone issued an...
VOYAGER UNCENSORED # 6: "24/Seven", Part II My name is toilet. The girl named Sabine d'Aucourt is no more. This is the story of how I came to be the ultimate human toilet for my Mistress, Seven of Nine... ***** Diary of a toilet Month 1 "My New Identity" ***** Despite Seven's instructions, I found that I could not suddenly give up eating real food and...
All characters depicted in this story are over the age of 18. Chapter 8 I have only been a toilet for a few hours, but time moves slower when you have shit in your mouth. Ms. Stone's diarrhea was brutal. I felt shell-shocked, and was convinced the shit inside me was eating away at my brain. It's as if I'm turning into a real toilet, losing my humanity one...
Hi, there. Brother Samuel here. A big and tall, fairly good-looking black man in his mid-twenties. A college graduate. An openly bisexual black person of Haitian descent. An urban poet and recently published writer. An adventurer. A crusader for just causes. A lover. A chronicler of my fellow bisexuals. I am all these things and more. These days, life is oka...
I had met Roxy for a little over two months earlier at the local health club. We had long conversations on our treadmills and began to have dinner together after our Friday night workouts. Many nights we would get something and bring it back to my apartment, since she had two roommates at her's. One evening while we were watching a rerun of 'Pacific Blue',...
Julia Chang is your average late stage zoomer. A 24 year old fat asian chick living in the middle of a large city. She has a job as an assistant to some asshole and in general is just trying to live her life.What's next? Club Porcelain [human toilet] Comic Con...