Kim was a really cool girl to hang around with. We had been friends since middle school and even had a short relationship before she went back to a previous boyfriend. It hurt but our friendship remained strong. When Kim went away to college, we pretty much lost touch. She'd come by and see me during the summers and breaks, but it seemed she was always dati...
Chapter 02: Cat Toy Gods are fickle things. Fickle and numerous and given to flights of fancy. Or, sometimes, fits of jealousy. And then, rarely, a god will take interest in our world long enough to assert his or her or its influence on events. Demons fear when a god looks askance at their doings and humans are frail things in comparison. Frail and pliable...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you to everyone who patiently waited for another installment! Now, I know I said there would be two chapters added, but I'm having some technical difficulties! anywho, enjoy my lovelies! ;) * "Face it kid, you're in love." Staring blankly at the mirrored reflection of herself, Star tilted her head to the side and took in her body in...
Thanks to Ruzie D for the edit. They were gone. My blemishes. . . gone. The acne, the warts, blackheads, razor scars, skin pits, heck! Even the birthmark, gone, as if they never existed. My face was smooth and unblemished as a baby's ass. I looked at the rest of my body. Every lump, every trace of zits, warts, gone, all over. So was my body hair. Underarms,...
“Start yakking, Mack. Who are you and what were you doing in that tree?” This came from thug number one. Moe brushed off the bark from his hands and straightened his jacket. Thug number two chimed in. “Maybe he’s a pussy, Al. Pussies like to climb trees.” Thug number one, Al, was middle-aged, thin-faced, and wore a permanently tired expression. He wasn’...
At least she had gotten some rest. Ann's breasts still hurt from yesterday's feeble tries, but nothing she couldn't deal with. Just that her attempts to create replicas of her soft twins haven't been really successful. She had gone out clubbing with Sue the day before and her head was still dizzy from all the booze. They had agreed to meet again around noon...
[This is a work of fiction. All events and characters are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead is purely coincidental.] * It had been one hell of a day. It was Christmas vacation and I was an eighteen year old, high school senior. And there I was, stuck in that fucking cafe, waitressing for more money to add to my college fund for...
From 35 to 55, I was very active in the BDSM lifestyle and made my living training subs for wealthy men. I was not a severe Dom. When I was forty-eight, I had three subs of my own. One was twenty two. Her name was Cerise and she frightened me with how deeply, she would spiral with breath control, climax denial and a little well timed pain. Often she made me...
Amy checked the cuffs on Sam's wrists to make sure that they were tightly secured to metal rings that were bolted to the floor in their playroom, then she inspected the cuffs on his ankles. Smiling she grabbed the cage that held his cock and playfully shook it back and forth. "Remember last week when I let you out of your cage for a whole day? Do you?" "...
His finger trembled in trepidation above the mouse. Its underbelly emitted a soft red glow, enticing him as if he were a mere moth bound by instinct to gravitate towards the enchanting flame. Although Rafa had been called and contracted to service the homeowner's faulty internet connection, he couldn't help but notice the minimized document labeled "The IT B...