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Rubymoon Private Asylum Pt. 02

by Tombescent on Sep 14, 2020
BDSM

"Thank you autospanker I love you, please spank me." WHACK! "Thank you autospanker I love you, please spank me." The autospanker did not comply. 373 had reached her proscribed limit of spanks without failing to properly present her ass once. "She really is coming along nicely," observed Dr. Desdemona. "A true model patient." 373 was panting heavily, her...

Entree Ch. 02

by NastyPierre on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

Chapter 2: Humiliating Assay Today I had been promised the most humiliating experience yet and I was worried as usual. I was unable to imagine having to bear more shame than I've already been forced to shoulder and that innocence was difficult to surrender. Early in our relationship my Mistress had taken to humiliating me and she was brazen in her expectati...

Little Lost Puppy Pt. 02

by Tombescent on Aug 24, 2020
BDSM

The doorbell rang. Alex didn't know who it was, but he was worried whoever it was would be less than perfectly understanding about the situation he now found himself in. "Go hide in the bedroom," whispered Alex. The puppygirl barked loudly and bounded off in that direction. Alex waited until she was gone and went to answer the door. It was just a courier...

Perdita's Pleasures Bk. 01 Ch. 07

by janeshadecroft on Sep 10, 2018
BDSM

Chapter Seven: One Dollar Bucket I burst through the door to find myself by the pool, filled with sunglass-wearing bathers in various stages of undress, drinking cocktails and splashing around in the cool blue water. “Hey! Perdita!” called a female voice, and I looked down to see Marigold, the girl who’d prepared me for my first evening at Eros House, squi...

Silence is Golden

by owengreybeard on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

I was awake and standing in a crouch beside my bed before I really knew why. My hand was on the electronic lock on top of the gun safe and I was already punching buttons when I heard the pounding on my front door. When you live in the woods, pounding on the door usually means a neighbor in trouble, but the hair on my arms was standing up, and over the years...

Erin Ch. 01

by DMaster_14 on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Jerry sat in the straight backed chair completely immobilized and watched as his boarder, Erin, worked through her Tai Chi movements on the pool deck in the back yard. Her lithe and sensual figure moved gracefully from one combination to the next. Her torso covered only barely by the white dance skin she wore. At 19 she was tall at 5' 5", 118 lbs, had black...

The Groom's Tale

by Ziedrich on Sep 15, 2017
First Time

The thunder out over the deep woods was still distant, but rain already pattered on the wooden roof of the charcoal burner's cabin- and into the leak pan on the earthen floor. The storm outside was a warm, comfortable sound. Around the fire, the five strangers were starting to talk like old friends as they passed bowls of venison stew and the half-blind char...

Oceana

by taxandtithe on Sep 25, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I awaken to the gradually brightening walls of the cabin. Confused and blinking the sleep out of my eyes, I lever myself up to sit on the edge of the bunk. It always takes a few moments to orient when I wake up in a strange bed, but I come to myself pretty quickly this time. I'm here! Today's the day! Giddy, I check the station net while I shrug out of the d...

Making The Most of It

by DiggerGallin on Apr 22, 2025

Adomm – Making the Most of It John breathed. And breathed again. And continued to do so. Each one getting faster than the last. He scratched his scalp through his short, dark brown hair and squirmed in his seat. Only five minutes to go, but time was flowing sporadically. He checked his bleached black suit for the thousandth time, but at this point he felt he...

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Arnold, Janet and Bettie

by kurtknout on Sep 2, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

ONE Janet needed passport sized photos. She was nearly broke again; her housecleaning jobs were poor paying and infrequent, and the guru kept pressing--oh, so spiritually--for larger and larger contributions to the ashram. Now applying for a new job--any job--she was finding that all the agencies required voluminous resumés and documentation, including phot...