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Detective Slave Ch. 02

by slaveboy6 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Lying on my side in the cage, i heard light footsteps on the wooden stairs. The wire door was opened, and I felt the leash being attached to the ring in my leather collar. "Out slave!" Mistress Black Canary commanded. While on my hands and knees, i was forced like a puppy dog to follow Her. The dark-skinned lady led me to where i'd shot my load onto the ti...

The Best Coffee Shop In The World

by johndstories on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"Espresso for one," I asked the young lady with a cheeky smile and adjusted my shirt as the black-haired maid tapped my order into her faded and outdated till. It fitted in with the rest of the little café perfectly, with its tired maroon décor and outdated menu, but it was my favourite café in the town. The twenty-something server glanced up at me as my ey...

Porter & Anderson Ch. 04

by cinnamongirl27 on Dec 9, 2019
Erotic Couplings

It was Saturday night, and Blair was off from work for the first time in forever. She was planning on staying in and doing absolutely nothing. She'd just gotten out of the shower when she heard her phone buzzing in the other room. Towel wrapped around her, Blair picked it up. She smiled when she saw the name on the screen. "Hi," she answered. "I just got ou...

GoT - S8E4 Ch. 04 - Apotheosis

by HBSailin on May 28, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

*** Sansa knocked softly on Brienne's door. "Brienne? It's Sansa. I know you sent word you were unwell. I just wanted to see if the maester was needed." "You may enter, Lady Sansa," she said. She almost sounded normal. Sansa came in quickly and shut the door. Brienne sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the floor. She was undressed, still in her night...

My Way to Go

by Pekka on Aug 14, 2018
BDSM

Here I am, then. Standing in front of a mirror in my luxury hotel room, looking at my nude body on the huge mirror. The body of a 23 years old woman, no older but no younger than that. I have a glorious tan, all around, for the first time in my life. My body is more fit than it has ever been, due to the hours spent in the hotel gym. My body is perfect, my mi...

Life and Time of Lady Vargos Ch. 11

by rik581 on May 7, 2019
Transgender & Crossdressers

Martin reflected on the previous nights event. He hugged his pillow tightly to himself as he mentally relived the humiliation that naturally came with taking the Vow publicly, even for women. It had lived up to it's reputation. It was the most degrading and demeaning act of so called love a human being could experience. It would soon be time to get out of...

Dude Looks Like a Lady

by AmethystMare on May 7, 2019
Non-Erotic

This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Dude Looks Like a Lady "Sh-sh-sh!" "Quiet!" "Te...

My Hero!

by Kingmaker711 on Sep 25, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

On the highest mountain peak there stood the tallest tower, wickedly jagged and blackened with flame, built on a foundation of dead kings and noble princes, holding the last pure maiden in all the land. Only one daring knight had the courage and cunning to win this fair lady's heart and bring her home a merry, blushing bride... * Celeste held her lady-in-w...

The Seminar

by VeryDark11 on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

I am not a writer (as you will obviously see), but I thought readers here might enjoy the relating of sexual experiences I have enjoyed through the years. You never know where a new set of circumstances will lead. ***** Air travel is so hectic these days, with all the security and long lines, that I was happy to have been upgraded to first class. I was eve...

Wake-Up Call

by Gorcq on Mar 28, 2018
Group Sex

The kitchen of the Jameson Inn was a lamplit hive of activity, although dawn had barely begun to lighten the windows. The cook was yelling about the ovens as I ran Gretchen's pocket iron over the sleeve of my black bellhop's jacket, the worn runestone sparking as it sharpened the crease. "Thanks, Gretchen," I said, turning it off and handing it back to her....