The neon sign beamed across the dim intersection; Rankin's Inn. He could barely remember anything about the girl that had led him here, but he remembered enough to go ahead and board the flight to Prague. Samuel was a lawyer at a prestigious firm in Boston when he met the girl of his dreams, Maribelle Bovna. She had had trouble with some sort of luggage at c...
NOTE TO READERS OF CHAPTER 1: This is not a foot fetish/foot worship story and focuses on medical themes, don't fret though, foot worship and foot fetish chapters will be returning soon. ****** My vision was blurry as I opened my eyes. I forgot where I was for a few seconds before my vision returned back to normal and I could see the beautiful green eyes o...
Now let me tell you a bit about me. I am just over six feet tall, about 250 pounds of solid muscle and very well endowed. My hair is about an inch away from my shoulders and a dark chestnut color. After being in the pillory a while I was starting to get very dry from all of my juices leaking out around the cock shaped gag in my mouth. When it was finally r...
Emilia led Misty down the long hallway. Her room, she discovered, was almost all the way across the entire length of the house from Valentina's. All of the other doors Misty had seen in the house were of highly polished old wood. Hers she noticed was strikingly different. It was heavy steel, set into a heavy steel frame, with slits that could be opened from...
Chapter 3: Damned if You Do, Damned if You Don't. I've enjoyed S&M sex since my earliest recollection. My very first memory of being aroused involved an old Piggy Hamhock cartoon (Pigs is Pigs, Merrie Melodies, 1937) where he was strapped into a chair and force-fed by an evil scientist. My reaction to those images was very strong and I instinctively knew th...
Science, Spirituality, Self-spanking for the Male Why are a large number of intelligent, red-blooded, seemingly Dominant Males secretly submissive, masochistic slaves to cruel women, wives, girlfriends, prostitutes, professional mistresses, phone dommes, just dommes, dominatrii, Bitch Goddesses, Mistress Wives, Female Owners, Queens, Mistresses, Goddesses,...
Fetish Warning (Please Read if New): The Village Sluts is a story focused around two women who continue to grow their bond and fall in love as they experiment with their shared fetishes. This story, therefore, contains strong scat and pee play. This includes smearing, tasting, eating, soiling, etc. Puke and puke play are also coming commonplace as the stor...
Laura Klein and Jessica Lewis marched Paul to the large building with a sign in front reading Jane House - Girls' Hostel. Next to the doorway stood an eight foot tall stone statue of a woman. The stone lady stood proudly, with her hands in her sides and her chin raised high. Next to the statue was a golden nameplate on a stone pillar with large bold letters...
My hands trembled as I opened the envelope - I read it - experiencing immense joy but also stressed out of my skin - I had been accepted to the UWO [University of Western Ontario] business school for their MBA program. So, I'll have to live in London Ontario for the next few years. Where will I stay? How can I afford it? I already had a student loan for my...
Five years have passed since my life changed forever. I remember it well, in fact much clearer than many other days in that time. It was on a Saturday, and I remember . . . . The sun in my eyes was the first thing I noticed as I awoke. A very unusual occurrence as I seldom sleep past sunrise. The second thing I noticed was Linda’s absence from her side of t...