Harley was sleeping soundly next to Ivy, and Ivy was sleeping soundly next to her. But even if they were sleeping very, very lightly they wouldn't have heard Bruce as he entered the room. His footfalls were absolutely silent, blending into the whispering sounds of the pipes, the air conditioning, their own breathing. He went to the two women and gently unc...
I woke up a few weeks later finding Mia and Pet still asleep in her straitjacket as she took a liking to sleeping in it on my chest. I held them close thinking how good my life was not knowing it was still going to get better. Eventually Mia's alarm went off waking both of them and starting our day, Mia starts to get ready for work I sit Pet up to unstrap he...
Bootsie did something just unforgivable. "Don't make any plans this weekend, Darrell," she said breezily. "I've hired a Male Master to work on your attitude problems." Darrell's jaw dropped. "A-a what?" He needed to clean out his ears, he thought. Bootsie smiled. "A male master...he's a friend of Fanchon Nemirow's. You know, you go to ChasteBois wit...
All characters appearing in the following narrative are fictional. Any resemblance to any real persons - either living or deceased - is entirely coincidental on the part of the Author. Unless otherwise noted all persons appearing in the narrative are written as being of the majority age of eighteen years owing to depictions of graphic sexual activity contain...
My husband, Adam, and I, we share something. Something special. Something intimate. Something real. I give him everything I have. I worship him and love him. I am a kept woman and over the years he has trained me, taught me how to be a better woman and in return he's a better man. I deserve him and he, he deserves me. Some people would call me a trophy wif...
I took a deep breath. The first week of the job was always the most stressful. But it was something, at least. All I had to do was process people. Nothing more, nothing less. I tie them up and lock them way in a cell. Easy work, right? Well other than the occasional brute, it was. Other than that, the crazies were usually the same. Grabbing a white drawstri...
"This is so good, Cope" said Nora Price to F.X. Copeland, the Craftsman of the PainCafe's Dungeonopolis Gift Shop. "I've heard such good things about the FunSack from my friends Celestine and Francie." "It's such a success here in town." Cope grinned as he dropped the small envelope of crickets and red ants into the wire Trouble FunSack. "Yeah. Their hu...
(C) 2005 Rachel Gumm. You may freely distribute this story digitally, but only in full, crediting me as the author. Please send feedback to me - it makes writing these worthwhile. * I glanced up at Mark as he finished wiring two leads to a small box of electronics. The other ends of the leads were connected to a cold, metal dildo, which was strapped firmly...
It was all a dream, thought Adam. It was the only explanation that seemed to fit the facts. There was no Academy. Monica is safe here with me. None of it really happened. Adam looked back and forth between Eve and Monica. He concluded he was still dreaming. The evening had had a dreamlike quality from the beginning. This isn't going to be a good dream, he...
Amanda turned another page in her Cosmo as she sat in the waiting room, her wedge sandals tapping anxiously against one another as the clock crept closer to her appointment time. It had been a long and stressful couple of weeks since her last visit, and she was really looking forward to today's visit to help unwind. "Ms. Reynolds," the nurse called from the...