I have written a variety of captions and posted them to BDSMLR over the past year. Recently, I decided that I would try sharing some of the captions here on CHYOA for people to write continuations or alternate branches if the captions catch their interest. These captions involve celebrities, historical figures, and original characters. The content most often...
Chapter 1: Getting Acquainted It is that time of the year again. A few weeks and Christmas is upon us; with all the sharing, joy, and good will that is such an important part of the Christmas spirit. What very few people realize is how close we came; last year; to having Christmas destroyed for ever. Not only was the spirit of Christmas in danger of being l...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2004. The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This is a long fantasy with mild female domination. ***********...
Though it could have been easily at his disposal, there was no limo awaiting her as she hauled her luggage from the conveyor belt into the strange streets into which she had found herself. She came to follow an artistic prophet, a man who could pull anything out of the air and make it real on canvas or paper or even a napkin, she guessed. A portion of his wo...
Kassi shifted her weight, it was the first time in hours she moved. I had spent at least eight episodes of some stupid celebrity show under her ass, nothing but a pair pink panties between her asshole and my eyes, her testicles and my mouth. I'm not complaining, I'm ecstatic. This is the most time I've spent with Kassi in weeks, even if I am just acting as...
Across the nation, men and women of all ages (over 18) are surprised to find parcels left where they specifically would find them. I.E., on their desks, in their backpacks, under their beds while they happen to be looking for other things... The packages were nondescript black boxes, labeled with nothing but the name of their recipients, and inside was a tab...
Jersey Bob was walking along a deserted stretch of the beach on his way back to the cabana when he saw her. At first all he could see was a spot of flaxen hair bobbing up and down in the sea. Then she cried for help. Probably another tourist caught in the riptide, he thought as he ripped off his Hawaiian shirt and dove into the water. It took him only about...
I often dream of fucking you in utter abandon. To be filled so completely by you that pain and pleasure mesh and I don't know which is which. At night, I slip one hand between my legs and imagine your cock working its way into me. It's almost delicious to feel the warm throbbing at my clit spread when we are fucking and I move your hand toward my ass hoping...
Abstract: Every few decades every imaginable trope of All Hallow's Eve gather at a special haunted house for one and only one mysterious purpose, but first the staff must be assembled. * As Francette's hands pushed away from the stone bannisters, she feared having been caught listening in on her mistress. Somewhere below in the great hall, the witch conti...
"Has he opened it yet?" "No, Commander Yadoni. Not yet." "Well, what the hell's wrong with him?" "Nothing. He's just being cautious." "Well, I don't want him to be cautious. I want him to open the damned thing!" "Be patient, sir. His reactions may give you better insight into the race." Yadoni sighed. "You're right as usual, Soloni." "Most humans are...