Beth looked in again at the computer terminals of her twelve underlines from the confines of her interior office. Nothing there of the slightly interest. All were doing their job. How boring. Fu Fong had called a couple of weeks ago to ask her out on another bondage date. But when she had asked what to wear this time he had said it could be rags for all he c...
Introduction: Unlike some of the things we will post, this is a true thing. We (husband and I) think it’s really simple: cucking is about betrayal. And betrayal is wrong and is evil and evil is erotic. The number of times I’ve looked right into his eyes while getting fucked by someone else. Wow! I’m lying back there getting fucked, or with some guy’s cock...
It would help the storyline if the previous parts were read in order, but each does stand alone. Whilst still about the lesbian Domme/sub relationshipm between forty three year old, sub Amanda and her eighteen year old Domme, Sammi, this part is largely concerned with forced exhibitionism. * "God I do love your arse," Sammi said running her fingertips acr...
As I write these words about events in the year 'Twenty Thirty', the year is 'Two Thousand and One' and thus, this tale is set in the future. It is deliberately set in a not too far distant future, to allow you, gentle reader, to feel that such things as are described in this tale, may come to pass in your own lifetime. At this point I feel obliged to menti...
The car pulled into the parking spot at the base of the Freshman dorm. Teary hugs were exchanged with her parents. They offered to help her take her things up, but with only one suitcase, that proved unnecessary. Eventually settled on a goodbye before she went in. What this meant is that our protagonist, this doe eyed freshman girl was taking her first steps...
He was new to Pittsburgh, from the West Coast. Making a brand new start, without his family dropping in unannounced. But sadly, without his lover, who'd left him rather than leaving the coast. At the mysterious advice of a friend from the internet, he'd come to Boyce Park the day he got to Pittsburgh. Left everything parked, and his phone not working to come...
You are an 18-year-old girl named Alice. You stand in front of the mirror crying. "That bitch!" you shout and hit the sink with the palm of your hand. "I wish he didn't want her anymore. I wish no one loved her and everyone loved me." You imagine how it would be to be wanted, no! needed by everyone. You would never be chosen second. No on...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 15 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. BRUNCH, WITH SOMEONE WHO KNOWS A THING OR TWO ABOUT BDSM I was...
In the kingdom of Pendragon, slavery is a burgeoning industry. Anyone can end up as one if they aren't strong or lucky enough. Slaves can be purchased, sold, and traded legally by anyone with the right business sense and magic. Slaves cannot be freed and are at the mercy of their current owner. Often kept naked to denote their sub-human status, some are cher...
One of the unique things about the manor was that none of the rooms had doors. So anyone could see anything, at any given moment. This was never something Samira had ever envisioned being a part of. She was a good Muslim woman. She was only here because many years ago, she had inherited her father's Moroccan shipping company, and through smart and savvy bus...