_A/N: Just a few things before diving in. While I would prefer at least the first few chapters of any given story-line to focus on wedgies, you're free to add to this story in any way you see fit. Everything from juvenile kinks to the most disturbing fetishes to regular intercourse will be accepted. Also, there will be a separate story-line for Old Who added...
Prologue: I am a slave, a real-time, trained, Owned slave. These stories are based on real life experiences that I have had, although names and places have of course been changed. The Mr. O in the stories is my Owner, my Master. He is my world and because of him, I can truly live. As an author’s note, let me say that written erotica flows better without the...
By DFWBeast and findingmyvoice Authors' Note: Just a little flash story of innocence & love gone wrong. Hope you enjoy. **** "Everyone sees what you appear to be, few experience what you really are." - Niccolò Machiavelli, The Prince **** The young woman stood at the edge and looked down the old building. Her long bridal gown shimmered in the...
"I really need to get back to the station." Kirstin re-iterated as she walked up the steps to Sakeena's house. "Yeah but you need pants first, unless you want to go to work in your tightey whities." The joke made Kirstin's fists tighten, another knock on her sense of pride. It was true she did feel incomplete, even with Sakeena's coat acting as a skirt. "O...
Mary jerked awake when the alarm went off. She reached over and silenced it quickly, then paused to make sure Mike was still asleep. She heard a soft snore and relaxed, glad that he had not been roused. He hated being woken up in the morning before the last possible moment that allowed him to get ready for work on time. She carefully slid out of bed and wen...
Any resemblance between these characters and living persons purely coincidental, yet some basis on fax usurped from this chap to spin out this discordant vignette! Prior to shifting gears to second (among the gritty streets of this urban area known as the city of angels), an automatic reflex found me to rev the engine full throttle in reverse (nearly jam...
Prologue A Virgin to lie in my bosom, George thought. That'd solve all my problems. Who would believe I'd find an answer like that in the Bible? 1 Kings, King James Bible 1 Now king David was old and stricken in years; and they covered him with clothes, but he gat no heat. 2 Wherefore his servants said unto him, Let there be sought for my lord the king a...
Author's Note: Second edit pass complete! Check out my bio for details. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~Beatrice~~ Following the Invictus right hands was hard enough, but now she had to follow three. Shadowing Julias was easy. Like a typical Ventrue, he was useless on his own. His power was in creating and controlling armies. But damn he looked...
The hot days of summer were upon the residents of the Royal Palace. Food was even more plentiful than normal. Fireworks were popular at night. The soldiers swam every day. Despite the heat, Princess Rellenora was still as cold as ever. Occasionally, she'd visit the Imperial Palace to see the Royal Piglet, but if the Emperor was with the little piggy, she'd...
“Tell us what you’re into,” the man in the white coat asked Brenda. His pen was ready for her answer, a clipboard on the desk before him. “And be honest.” Brenda only blinked at him. The man looked like her Uncle Frank, right down to the bald head and the alarming tufts of nasal hair. How could she confess her most intimate fantasies to someone who reminded...