The water was hot, piercing, and smooth as it ran down her body from the showerhead. Stacey closed her eyes and felt the water run through her blonde hair. She smoothed her hair back with her fingers, gently massaging the sides of her head, as well as feeling the shampoo run off her fingers. She imagined Michael behind her. Imagined that his hands were on he...
The slave was kneeling at the foot of her bed, completely naked as she had ordered. The minute he had walked in the front door she had said "Strip and fast", so he had, without hesitation. Mistress Dragon stood facing the mirror in front of him, applying her make up meticulously. She was wearing her black, crotch less panties, matching cupless bra, 6-inch b...
Chapter 1 -- Dark as Wine In your presence, my posture changes. My shoulders are slightly rounded. I let my long black hair cover my face. My eyes tend downwards. It's not deliberate. It's the effect your presence has on me. This is not a game. You do not call me "slut, bitch, whore". I do not call you "master, owner". I don't pretend to understand a relati...
Evadne Porter stretched luxuriantly in her well-used breeding bed as morning bought an end to another night of successful seed harvesting. Her orifices ached magnificently, a stored memory of every object that had pummeled and stretched her in the previous few hours. Time was she could remember the faces of all the participants in these celebratory trains of...
72 Days 1728 Hours 103680 Minutes 6220800 seconds. That's how long it has been since the day you closed the door to my condo and walked out of my life for good. I had buried myself in work to try to drown out the pain but the saturation of my calendar did nothing to fill the void in my life that was created the moment you left for good. My world had...
I went to see the sea, and the shells, you see, and inquired if they would give themselves up, as almost presents, set there in sand, hidden, it seems, for, only, me... I found red ones and blue ones and pink, and I treaded them on a string, and made a necklace for someone, I think? In my search over the sands, I wandered along the coast, and along the sho...
Dedicated to, well she knows who... Disclaimer - Usual B.S. - If you're not old enough to be reading this then don't, if you don't like this kind of stuff then don't read any farther. This file contains only consensual M/F sex and maybe a bit of romance thrown in here and there (hopefully). This story was originally written in PM form, thus the reason for...
Nick arrived home from work, at about 5pm, got out of his fiesta and opened his front door, his keys jangling as he pushed the door open. His house was a two bedroom semi-detached bungalow, situated in a cozy neighbourhood. It had all the furnishings you would expect - furniture, pictures, carpet; everything a house wanted but with a woman's touch, that bein...
Stuart had to talk to that kid...he had to get the CAGE off...the tight rings locked around his penis were driving him crazy. Which was worse? Taffy's confusion over Stu not being able to take off his pants? Or the fact that whenever Stu got an erection looking at—mostly men, but that hopefully was a phase, whenever his dick got hard, it was unable to ful...
Perfection. That was exactly how you'd describe her. She is sweet, kind and so pretty. She stands at 5'7 and was only 6 stone. A little skinny for my liking, usually, but there is so much more to her than that. She's a brunette and her locks run halfway down her back, when they aren't tied up under her cap for work. She has got a little mean streak running t...