A braver girl might have tried to run, Ellie thought, but she couldn't focus and she was so tired. A good girl wouldn't have … wouldn't have done what she did, given so easily to the pleasure Mr. Thomas tormented her with. But she had. Even now she was still trembling as small echoes of her orgasm fluttered through her. The relief from the gag almost mad...
Grisham Ludlow and his fiancée, Sheridan, came in his spacious house after an evening at the opera. Sheridan loved it that Grish could explain "La Traviata" so well, without being laborious or condescending. "I really identify with that chick-Violetta?" "Violetta Valery? Yes, she reminds me of you as well, Sheri." Grisham said with a smile. Sheridan smil...
My name is Gjin, I live in the paradise known as Viche, and I am a big bottomed slave girl. This is my story. My name was Emily when I grew up in a town called Windy Praire, on the Eastern edge of Viche, and I began developing the large hips and big bottom of a slave girl at an early age. Many of the boys and some of the girls would tease me about the large...
Hey, there. The name is Charleston Winston. A tall young Black man living in the City of Hartford, Connecticut. I am a student at Hartford University, and I am happily married to Fathiyah Al-Fatah Winston, a beautiful young Arab woman whom I met at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. My lady converted to Christianity from Islam in...
Tammy and her husband had been married for 2 years, it had been a long 2 years but they had made it... you know what they say the first years are the hardest... Her husband had always been interested in bringing another partner to the bedroom, and she had always just chalked that up to the fact that all men were in to that, but that no one actually went thr...
Dear Taryn, here is one for your "Interesting Tape Recordings" series from my wife's old college buddy, and my Dominant Mistress. Hope you enjoy! "So, Marseille--" "My parents were pretentious assholes. Just call me Mars." "Um, okay. I came here to see Georgene and Nivens, and I probably shouldn't have just dropped in, but this is weird. Who's the guy in...
"Up," barked a Canyon Crazy. Needle arose slowly, wrists and neck chafed from weeks in irons. The smell of shit and piss filled the air. Thick metal bars separated him from the rest of the kennel, where other slaves were held in much the same way. There was scarcely enough room for him to move a step. He was lucky, though, because the Crazies were training...
"Another new slave," Warcry remarked with disinterest, hobbling toward his bed with the help of his rusty metal crutch. A towel rested between it and his armpit, to soften its constant blow. "Tutor or gunmaster?" "What?" Needle asked. He was caught off guard by the question, and by the way he was staring at his new owner. Butterflies stirred in his stomach...
I looked at my reflection in the full length mirror in the copy room, and I smiled at my slender waist, full wide hips, and exceptionally big bottom. I straightened my skirt, making my huge backside jiggle a little, and thought how nice it was going to be to get away from this office for an entire summer. An entire summer of pleasure and relaxation! I walked...
Kwaidan: Yurei-jo San-do A Ghost Story: The Thrice Haunted Castle Dedicated to Lorena, who has no idea, and never will know, that she was the inspiration. Author's Foreword. If you've read and enjoyed the ghost stories related by Lafcadio Hearn, I hope you'll enjoy this story. Fans of supernatural fiction may also notice some stylistic hints borrowed f...