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A Changed Relationship Ch. 01

by MarthaD on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

Many kind thanks to the various people who gave us generous feedback for our first two stories. We appreciate you taking a moment to share and your encouragement has prompted our further efforts. This story is really a prequel to "Nothing more gratifying" and describes a week in our life that would eventually have a big impact on our marriage and our lovemak...

Sawdust and Sex

by silverslacker62 on Sep 17, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

This is just another story, for the November competition, not for the winter-themed comp. I make this offer - comment and I will comment on your recommendation. What is that smell you get when you step into a circus tent? Piss and shit, of course. Damaged grass, sweat, diesel and hot lights. But sex is part of it. Circuses are great for the kids, of cou...

Black Leather Gloves

by a1fiend on Sep 11, 2017
Mature

I've got a engineering business in a little estate with five other factories. My neighbours are a couple who run a beauty supply business. They seem nice enough but other than a quick nod and hello i don't really have a lot to do with them. The other morning I went to check the mail and found a pair of women's black leather gloves sitting on the ground nex...

Unresolved Issues

by sam8 on Sep 15, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Never mind why I thought I might have an STD. Later, it turned out that I didn't. I'd gone to the health clinic a half-mile off campus to get tested. I filled out the paperwork at the office window, nervously aware that everyone in the waiting room could be watching me. I found an empty chair and tried to be invisible. Twenty minutes went by before I was c...

Olympus has Fallen Ch. 20

by Gaius8666 on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Jim Bob's eyes fluttered as he woke. When he attempted to sit up, and his wrists and ankles were caught by his bonds, he sighed. As he sank back down onto the bare mattress he closed his eyes again and whimpered. Those first few fleeting moments of consciousness, before the peace of sleep slams into the wall of wakefulness, his mind could temporarily hope th...

Sex Time Machine Chyna

by DickThePimp on Aug 7, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

This is a parody... It is not real... R. I. P. Joanie I miss you *** There I was, looking at a Sex Time Machine... yes I said a Sex Time Machine... I have no clue how they came up with the name but, I saw it for sale on the internet and I bought it. I mean it's on the internet, so I figured it had to be legit... So I bought it. Got a good deal, I'm assumin...

Humiliated by Bully Girls Ch. 01

by mrtinymeat on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

My breath hung in the air, the freezing cold morning making my new job both uncomfortable as well as humiliating. I was 28, and I had been reduced to delivering free newspapers for minimum wage. My colleagues were all about 18, fit, enthusiastic and straight out of school. I dragged my stupid day-glo yellow trolley up Scummingham Hill, toward the dreaded Scu...

Kostas Kingdom

by RhynoZeroes on Sep 24, 2019
Fan Fiction

Byleth Jeralts mercenaries had just gotten reports about a bunch of kids being attacked by bandits. Jeralt and byleth didn't hesitate for a second, grabbed their weapons and ran to the students aid. There was a lot of bandits, they probably thought they could defeat the students if they had larger numbers, but they didn't take the mercenaries into account. B...

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BDSM House Call

by B59001 on Dec 2, 2019
BDSM

I arrive wheeling a metal case. I placed it on the table and opened it up. Inside were all manner of tools for the BDSM enthusiast. Blindfolds, whips, chains and handcuffs. A collar and ball gag for the more noisy women, enough for some interesting fun. Also were a rope, a spreader bar, and all the apparatus for a BDSM sling included. She was decidedly brav...

Chav Humiliation Ch. 01

by mrtinymeat on Sep 17, 2017
Fetish

My breath hung in the air, the freezing cold morning making my new job both uncomfortable as well as humiliating. I was 28, and I had been reduced to delivering free newspapers for minimum wage. My colleagues were all about 18, fit, enthusiastic and straight out of school. I dragged my stupid day-glo yellow trolley up Scummingham Hill, toward the dreaded Scu...