My name is Gjin, I live in the paradise known as Viche, and I am a big bottomed slave girl. This is my story. My name was Emily when I grew up in a town called Windy Praire, on the Eastern edge of Viche, and I began developing the large hips and big bottom of a slave girl at an early age. Many of the boys and some of the girls would tease me about the large...
Mike Mike was on his way to the all-night grocery. He was slightly annoyed at the extraneousness of his errand. Clara wanted some odd jumble of miscellaneous items and he knew there'd be no peace unless he acquiesced. "What the hell was so important about green bananas, anyway?," he asked himself. Upon exiting the store and getting into his car, his phone...
"You have 3 seconds to answer me, Sebastian." "Um." "2..." "This is crazy, Miss." "1..." "Okay. Okay. Okay," he blurted out, his face flushed from trying to keep himself upright despite my constant pulling on the leash attached to his tie. "Good boy," I encouraged, releasing the weight on the leash. He stood upright again and breathed a sigh of relief...
The phone was far more effective than the alarm clock. The shrill tone was enough to wake even a sound sleeper like my Master. Master's arm made me safe and contented and my aching nipples and ass were constant reminders that I had been well used the night before. I had been up for some times because of the discomfort before the phone rang. My restless hands...
Lt. Ezri Dax stood in the holosuite's antechamber, wearing a pair of thin black skintight boy shorts and matching bra. The Starfleet logo was over her left breast, and left hip. A couple of days ago, she had found an unusual holoprogram in the deep archives. While it was pretty sophisticated, there was no author listed, nor could she find one. The name of t...
We used to live in a house where across the street were just fields. At the far end of our street was a busy road then more fields with a paved walking path through them. There was a street that somewhat paralleled the path but wasn't too close. The path wandered and there we a couple of covered picnic areas and play areas along its path. My wife Jill and I...
"One for 'Gangster Squad'," Martin Wauters told the man at the ticket window in the local movie theater. After a long work week, he was happy to finally unwind and enjoy a movie on this cold January night. He grabbed his ticket, went past the concession stand and headed for theater five. Once he walked in, he saw a packed theater. Little did he know, he had...
While she was kneeling on her aching bare knees, shivering in the cold, cluttered basement, she recalled the brief telephone conversation with her Master. “Get in position.” Master instructed. After having been trained by him as his slave for months now, she knew what get in position meant all too well. She was to remove all clothing. Kneel on her knees ri...
He woke to the nasty blaring tone of his alarm, and reached with one hand to slam the snooze bar while the other reached to enfold his lady. Gone already. He remembered now, she had an early meeting a few hours away and would be out early and home a little later than usual. Sighing, he rolled out of bed and snapped off the alarm. No point in snoozing if ther...
Chapter 2 - The Back Room After the passionate and erotic introduction of our intimate friendship in the living room and the beginnings of some carpet burns, I suggested we move to the back room where we had more room. I stood up walked past the ladies still lying on the floor enjoying each other's tenderness. I had to coax them back so I began to slowly st...