Lacey has needed something real, something intense for years, and now Darkwood is ready to provide it to her and at the same time, reap some long-deserved revenge. (M/F, abduct, BDSM, tort, inter). The story you are about to read is a work of total and pure fiction. The names do not refer to any actual persons, living or deceased. As a work of fiction, the...
I can't take my eyes off of her... She does nothing flashy, nor does she wear anything particularly enticing and she is nowhere near the youngest or "hottest" woman in the room. But she has a style and ease of movement that make your eyes follow her every gesture. I try not to stare, however I want desperately to catch her eye. Though I know, if those spar...
Master instructed me to be ready for seven. He left strict instructions for my clothing, garter belt and stockings, tight see through black top, black skirt with slit up the side. No panties and no bra. When he picked me up he told me to sit in the passenger seat and held out his hand for me to kiss it. I did so, keeping my eyes low until he told me I could...
Foreword: This story is a sequel to OH SHIT! OH SHIT is a sequel to TOILET SLAVE 2, which I had posted a few days ago. TOILET SLAVE 2 is a sequel to TOILET SLAVE, which I had posted even earlier. Foreword: Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post my stories for public reading, provided that credit is given t...
How had she found herself in this situation? She glanced down at her body, unrecognizable in its current get-up, even the smallest movement causing her pain, and thought back over how she'd gotten here. She'd taken a risk she wouldn't normally have taken, she admonished herself, and now she was paying the price. This situation was exactly why well-behaved w...
((There is no sex in this chapter)) Chapter One: The battered, rusted Nissan coupe pulled unimpressively around the circle drive, making itself increasingly well-known among the higher double and triple grand vehicles with each indignant putt of the engine. I sighed in a familiar, defeated way, putting the clutch in neutral and shutting it down before clim...
Jason looked out over his workers from his lofted office and smiled. Who would have believed that in just five short years he could have turned his father's small processing plant into the major producer of canned goods it was today. He still liked to run business from this office that overlooked the first production line to remind himself of where it all st...
This chapter has a bit of world building, I hope you all enjoy my first try at this. The next chapter is going to be... probing... deeper into this company... ***** Heather walked into the slick white office, all glass desks, black trim, and spotless. Sasha saw her looking around at the surroundings in awe, "Our cleaners come in every night, and trust me...
***** The building looked like a defunct Seven-Eleven, except it was brightly lit by chasing bare bulbs in multiple colors like tacky Christmas lights and three big tacky neon signs announcing "Adult Bookstore", "Viewing Booths" and "Open 24 Hours". Although the door and windows were glass, they were all frosted as if by being soaped and only seemed to glo...
Stuart thought dreamily of his days at the firm in Chicago, and the two male Masters he'd lived with... One of them deaf. The rich 26 year old Stuart had loved and feared the two men. Now he watched BDSM porn... The way that model has his cock whipped reminds me... Of the day Master Pietro caught me with the Frederick's of Hollywood catalogue that I'd...