23 year old Birdsell Ruskin hurried home from school. Auntie Marigold didn't like it if he was late. Birdie had come all the way from the Midwest to attend Buttermilk State U. and living with Auntie M was much more arduous then he'd thought it would be. Ah but Auntie had promised the folks at home she'd keep Birdie on the honor roll, and help him discontinu...
(Thanks to all for the positive feedback and encouragement.) My head was buzzing, I could hardly think, let alone feel and sort through all that was going on in my mind. Had I really just played with and sucked a dick? Waives of shock passed through me, am I gay? What the heck is going on? In a short time it all turned into laughter. What does it matter?...
**This is a story of a hot affair between a Daddy Dom and his adult submissive Angel - no one in this story is even close to being under 18! The Torture Garden? Angel sits quietly in her seat picking at her lunch. She can barely think of eating because her tummy is doing floppy flips from excitement! "Where could Daddy be taking her?" she wonders to herse...
Another night at the D Club and the place is just starting to get back to normal after the seismic events just eight weeks previously that had seen uber Domme Jennifer Lopez broken down to the lowest slave imaginable, beaten, degraded and humiliated into slavery to her new Mistress Janet Jackson. Of Beyonce Knowles, agent in Jennifer's destruction, there h...
After my post-dinner dumpage was done I took stock of the clock and the training exercise in front of me. The smallest plug was a slender-looking pole of black rubber about four inches in length. Compared to its comrades it was petite, I reassured myself-- small comfort that was, since if Matt was to be believed, those would also be going inside my tight li...
When Monday hit again, Reema was ready to tackle another week of university. She had a few classes to attend with some breaks in between, which she used to scout out some student associations and clubs. Her parents would be happy to hear that. In fact, she called them on the way to one. She wished she hadn't, though, because her dad kept reminding her how th...
They started their trip to the CMNF Club from Workton: much of it two-lane. Despite the name, the people in Workton didn’t seem to be much more busy, nor as unhappy, as many in the other nearby towns. The eleven meet at a donut shop. They chatted and then got into their vehicles: two cars and two motorcycles. A few other women left a few hours earlier. A goo...
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This is my first time posting anything on this site. I've been reading stories on here for a while now and I have finally decided to write something on my own. I would like to receive constructive criticism on this please. I hope you all find the story to be entertaining. :) Enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lacey smiled as the crowd applauded her for her e...
Just by the look in his eyes, I knew he was gaga over me and although it did stroke my ego he was never anybody I'd be interested in. It wasn't that I lead him on but more like me not telling him to get lost but either way it encouraged him to hang around just waiting for his chance. I had a boyfriend and he knew it but he said I was too good for the boyfrie...