Nevitt lay still, with his mouthful as sitting on his chest was Bubba, Meilani's latest idiot boyfriend. Bubba was shoving his cock into Nevitt's mouth, and Nevitt, the normally buttoned down statistician, now quite naked, was sucking away. As this went on, with Nevitt lying in front of the couch, Meilani, Nevitt's beautiful wife was lounging, though her f...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Feedback and comments to; James Lacy at the address in his profile. All comments appreciated. Things returned to normal in Mother Mistress's household following Susan's and Patrick's initiation into...
Welcome to Locktober. A month of denial with your privates locked away and inaccessible. This game adds a bit of spice to the experience by teasing you a little every day, under the watchful eye of a cruel but fair dominant. Remember: read just one chapter a day and don't clear your internet cookies this month. Start Game Mode and begin your adventure in fru...
Author's note: My idea is for the stories to mostly be 3rd person. However, this section basically has to be second person, so bear with me. *** The box you found was peculiar. Usually, a box didn't come with strange markings. It wasn't made out of exotic materials that seemed to defy normal physical behavior. Boxes were usually cardboard or wood. They held...
As the name indicates, this is going to be the place where I post short stories or one-shots that have either no place yet in my other works, or simply don't belong in there. Postings will be sporadic, since these things happen only rarely. Feel free to join in if you have something to add but don't think it will fit yet in the main works. Cheers.What's next...
Mistress Ursula sat in her high backed throne. As usual she looked aloof, serene, confident, perfect. She was wearing black patent leather knee-high boots with polished steel 5-inch spike heels. A close observer would have detected a slight discolouration near the tip of those heels. Clearly the slave had inadequately washed his own blood from them with his...
Amy woke slowly the next morning, gradually remembering the previous night. She smiled and rubbed herself against the mattress. It felt different and she reached downed between her legs to find out why. The feel of the warm metal where her clit should have been jolted her awake and she kicked off her sheets and sat up. The crazy thoughts that had aroused her...
The Perfect Pair Part 1 (fetish, chastity, consensual, cross dressing, lesbian) By ChangeYourPassword Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. It is a story of sexual fantasies and fetishes. These sexual practices are not for everyone, but those of us who delve into them understand the allure. The characters in the story certainly do. If you enjoy this s...
JoeBob waited with great nervousness at the table at Solozzo's Pizzeria. He wondered whether his date would show up. Would she be a beast? A lot of the women who were involved in the BDSM scene were just uggoes or fatties who were desperate for a man, why not a kinky one? That had been the problem with Elaine. She actually had had a pretty face, and nice bi...
As your alarm clock rings, you grumble, but get up. You drag yourself to the bathroom for a quick shower and immediately after you put your clothes on. Your slave had washed and laid out your clothes for the day and they are still a little bit warm. You brush your teeth and your hair, wanting to look good when you are in class. For three years you have been...