This story is about a love affair between a guy who identifies strongly as a dog, and a woman who is, in the D/s sense, his Mistress. This is in no way a BDSM story; it's actually a pretty soppy love story: Things start out great, then threaten to go sour, but finally we end with wedding bells. When I read some stories here with the "man gets treated like...
dear readers; Omega's Game is the joint handle of Stella_Omega and Joey'sgame We'd like to share an RP with you. We've edited it a little bit, because Stella is a grammar nazi -- the original can be read here if you prefer. ~Namaste!~ *** Stella I see Joey around here with some regularity; he seems like a sweet kid. He has a nicely athletic body, and...
"Vito, did you see my newspaper?" "Newspaper? Yeah, I used it for the cat box." "Cat box? That was today's newspaper. I didn't read it, yet." "You don't need no stinkin' newspaper, Joey. Listen, c'mon look over my shoulder at my computer screen." "Don't need no newspaper? How am I supposed to enlighten myself and keep up with current events as they becom...
Okay so I made an account just to share this story I am new on here. I knew this story needed to be put out because I find it extremely hot and you might as well. The story I am about to tell is completely true minus name changes. To start off I will describe what me, my girlfriend Katie, and my friend Joey look like. We are all in our young 20's. I am 5'...
We arrived at the frat house and Joey held the door open as we walked in. There were only a handful of guys sitting around a TV set with a football game playing. No one even looked up as we walked into the room. "I have to run up to my room. I'll be right back." Joey said and walked towards the hallway. Ken grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the kitchen...
Foxxxy. Pink cursive text across the butt of the brown cloth pants. The red-head turned the pants over in her hands, admiring their shape. Although not as gifted in the breast department as most of her friends, being a small C, her ass was her "asset", and she liked to show it off. A perfectly heart-shaped bottom would fill out these pants perfectly, the f...
Author's Note: This was written for a Short Story Competition so it had to be 1,000 words or fewer. All characters are over the age of 18. ***** "Dad, can I have five dollars?" "Sure, Monica, my wallet is in the beach bag over by the cooler." Mr. Geller watched his daughter walk toward the cooler, proud at how well she had grown up. "Bring me another bee...
It was 7pm in the Bronx. Ben and Sam had gone to stay overnight with their school pal , Joey. They had just eaten most everything in Mrs. Marianetti's icebox. And now they were looking for some mischief to get into. "We could raid your dad's liquor cabinet!" suggested Sam. "Nah, he has only got beer in the icebox and he knows just how many there are left....
Joey was looking forward to 5 whole days off. He had made it through the academy and had been working as a cop nonstop for a while now. His first obligation was to stop by and see his grandmother. He wasn't about to make that mistake again. His car was in the shop, so his mother, Joan dropped him off. Joey was happy to visit his grandmother, but not happy...
"It's for the best you know. I know that doesn't sound likely, but can you picture trying to live a normal life worried that some guy was going to try and...you know...every time you turned around?" Joey was just looking out the window at the passing country side, his brain wasn't working on full power otherwise he would of been noticing how the car ride was...