My stay in Bucharest was over. Divora had agreed to be my interpreter and assistant as we made our way to Moldova. The agents I had sent there to remote rural areas had come up trumps. Their brief was to recruit farm girls between the ages of eighteen and twenty three for the Club. The chosen girls would be trained to withstand the physical punishment and...
I had been kneeling in front of Ms. Panington for some time as she finished her breakfast of omelet, bacon, toast, and orange juice. My mind was firing in a confused fashion and I was unsure which of many thoughts, feelings, and impulses to pay attention to, and which to ignore. Fight or flight was quite pronounced and I contemplated getting up then and ther...
Needless to say, I do not own the rights to these characters, this is a not for profit piece of fan fiction and solely the product of my imagination. * * * * * Jeff had no idea how much time had passed. His girlfriend, Trish, had left him hanging upside down from the ceiling in the basement of his own home. His body, severely bound in various rubber and l...
Another city, another business meeting. I decided to stay an extra day or two, after all I deserved it, plus no one knew me in this small out of the way spot. I checked into a motel on the outskirts of the city, a sleazy one. The room was everything I wanted, tacky green wallpaper, a big queen sized bed, tiny bathroom complete with a full length mirror, a c...
Day Four continued. Day Five "So," said Rose a while later: "How're you feeling?" "Blitzed," I said. "Completely and utterly knocked out. And sore." "Understandable," said Rose. "But you did yourself proud in there." "Did I?" I asked. "I thought I made too much fuss." "Chloe: I've seen girls kicking and screaming and crying their eyes out during their i...
It was a small part on the popular soap opera 'Yellow Rose Of Texas', but after two seasons of playing Darla Dare, the well-tanned, 5'5", absolutely gorgeous 24-year-old, with high cheekbones, big doe shaped baby-blue eyes, thick curly just below her shoulders length platinum-blonde hair, and an overripe 38EE-28-34 hourglass figure that her plaid cowboy shir...
Part 1 of a short and horny fart fetish erotica. ─────────────────────────── Scarlett felt her stomach bubbling up. She had dissolved 2 pills of the stinky peach slow 'n smooth laxative in a tall glass of warm milk (mind you this is double the recommended dose) and had been taking short swigs of it for the past half hour while lying down on the sofa readin...
I have received so many emails regarding my post 'The Art of Scat' where I am asked hundreds of questions that I decided to write here the most relevant ones for all of you to read as well as my answers. Thank you all for your support and interest, and very soon I will continue writing about my other experiences! 1. LadyinPink: "Did you really had to eat t...
Hey guys back with a new story. I would like to thank to all those readers out there who liked my story, as you would remember, Karan, from Delhi. This story is about how I became physical with my maid whom I always thought to be a decent Indian lady. This happened when I was 20 i.e. last year. So the story starts like this.... As normal day I was lying in...
I am sitting naked upon a toilet with a piece of string sticking out of my mouth. In front of me is a sturdy table. My wrists are fastened securely to this table. The string dangles down, and lies coiled loosely on the table, and I am utterly under her control. We've both shared an interest in BDSM for a long time, but I like it a lot harder than she does...