James, Neil and I went into our entertainment room to enjoy a few relaxing drinks. James went straight behind the bar, taking three long tumblers and began to fill them with ice cubes. He poured a decent measure of vodka in mine and Neil's glass before adding a good shot of Diet Coke. Neil had climbed onto a barstool, absolutely naked and still sporting a se...
1: Marc taught me the art of self-bondage, and I'll tell you it is an art! We were both bondage fans before we met and have been practicing bondage lovers since. The idea of tying myself up while he watched me stringently entrap every movable part of my body was a supreme turn-on for both of us. I had a good understanding of the simple binds I needed to app...
It had begun earnestly. Nervous, with a newfound erection-harder, longer than any before I had knelt and ate my own shit—and now sitting uncomfortably in my car, a mere thirty second walk from my Mistress' home, my eyes staring at a huge, suburban, middle-class house in one of the richest areas of my city, I hovered between the most intense fear and the mo...
In the future, who cares when, a scientist has created an Artifical Intelligence hardware (or is it software at the same time) which can physically embed itself into any article of slime. Whether it was a jelly of some sort or even a toy slime, the scientist could install this AI into a slime by injecting or pouring said chemical onto/into a body of slime. T...
Whenever we hear the word "voyeur" what comes to mind is the peeping tom looking in windows at the unsuspecting. Some years ago I had a fraternity brother, who we will name Rick, who used a different and, to my mind, innovative technique. To say that it was a gutsy approach would be an understatement, but to the best of my knowledge he was never arrested, th...
The front door clicked closed as Ellen collapsed against it, exhausted and tired of the heavy air outside. The final two hours of her work day had stretched into meaningless eternity, made worse by the humid, thick blanket the weather was casting over the city, promising a storm any moment but never delivering the goods. All she needed now was to be alone an...
The rest of that evening was a blur and not because I was wasted. My friends and I left that party and hit another 'house'. I knew it was the right move to get away from there but, I was just going through the motions. It was like a switch had been flipped and chatting up other girls no longer mattered to me. Marla was the only thing on my mind. I couldn't b...
I follow my Mistress up the stairs, wiping the cum off my face with a damp towel that was left on a tray for me as we walk. "Normally you'll be free to do whatever you like for dinner, your quarters of the mansion has its own kitchen and bathroom. You won't be expected to perform any actual maid duties, we have a staff that runs the house for us and many ma...
Hi all! I have been trying to finish my Ice Era Chronicle, (Hands of Clay) and so I took a short break from this story. But no worries... I'm back! I am thinking about doing another story for the aliens down the line, once this one is finished. It's percolating like a coffee pot. We will see. In the meantime, here is chapter 17 Thanks for reading, ~M. f...
PRELUDE TO A FEVER DREAM You are Aldous Huckleberry, a 51-year old Chief Editor at the i-Ballz Social Media News Division, European branch. You kinda wish you weren't. First off, you'd always resented your parents for giving you such a stupid, dumbshit name. The least your father could have done was change his last name while it was still legal, or at least...