she presented herself as ordered, wearing her favorite black open-cup bra with an attached padlocked collar, His favorite black thong, and a heavy dose of black lipstick. she knelt before the open doorway of their soundproofed playroom, her knees spread wide, her wrists crossed (and, in her imagination, secured together with an invisible rope) against her lo...
When I arrived at the mine I had known what was expected of me but I still found the reality frightening to begin with. However, you get used to the life. My name is Carmen. I was born and baptised as Carlos nineteen years before this story begins. As long as I can remember I knew I was a girl. My parents died when I was seven years old and I went to live wi...
Gerd loosened off and then untied the ropes that bound my wrists and ankles. I rubbed the marks where the flesh had been heavily indented by their tight constriction, sitting at his booted feet now as he watched me. He clipped a leather leash to my collar. "Whenever you are leashed you will remain on all fours unless told otherwise, is that understood boy?"...
The fuck...?! An incredibly infuriating shrill noise pierces through one of the most peaceful sleeps I had ever obtained, and reflexively I slam my hand down on the alarm. But when the sound persists and my thinking process starts humming to work I realize that it's not the alarm but actually my phone's ringtone. With an irritated groan, I blindly search...
Camille's pussy was still contracting through mini-orgasms as she slid her fingers out. She carefully moved the hair stuck across her forehead to the side and sat up. "I need to get out of here," she said more to herself than to Patrick. Patrick was still seated on the toilet, admiring the young beauty lying on the floor in front of him. His cock was slow...
"Hello Alec. Thanks so much for coming round. I'm really sorry to be a bother. It's the rack in the corner unit in my kitchen. It's completely stuck." She stepped aside to let the man into her house. The husband of her friend Sally. She didn't really know him. Sally was a drinking buddy for her girlie nights out, or in. But when she'd called her friend earli...
DISCLAIMER: This is a work of erotic fiction, the themes of which include interracial sex, cuckolding, and humiliation. If any of these themes are not to your taste, feel free to stop reading at this point. Part 1 -- Karen Spreads Karen felt the heat overwhelm her as she lay back on the bed. A round drop of sweat rolled down her upper lip. Her forehead gl...
The telephone rang at 3:08 a.m. The occupant of the house one mile from Edwards Air Force Base, Calif., got up out of his bed and answered the telephone in the kitchen of his house. Once he answered, the caller hung up. The occupant of the house hung up the phone, sighed, and went back to bed in the darkness of the house. Five minutes later, someone knoc...
I'm an old man now, born in the still austere world of post-war Hampshire... does that sound a bit dull and dreary? Maybe a little, when I was a small kid... but it meant that I was seventeen in Nineteen Sixty-seven - the year that sexual freedom burst through the Victorian staidness that had restrained my parents. My dad told me when I was fifteen that ev...
Guy was sitting alone at the bar nursing a shot of Jameson. He had been talking with friends but they had left for a dinner date with another couple. The jukebox ran out of songs and the sound system automatically switched back to the television, too loud as usual. "Dougie," Guy addressed the bartender, "can you turn it down a little? Thanks." "No problem,...