Brenda lay on the bench staring at the horse. She couldn't stop thinking about what had just transpired. This was by far the cruelest Master had ever treated her. Even thought she was sexually satisfied, she was alarmed at how far he went. Brenda was genuinely afraid when Master took out his knife to cut off her bra and panties, She was sure he would never...
This story is a work of fiction, all characters are fictional and obviously the events are fake. You may reprint this as needed, just give credit to the author. If any differences occur between continuity, accept the one you like better as truth, and enjoy! * For those just joining us, let me recap, my name is Rachel...er, Roy, yeah let's go with Rachel, a...
(Dear Gentle Lit Readers: As is usually the case, a story is more than just the fantasy of the writer. Thanks as always to Availableslave4u for checking it out and editing it. This story is based on My Barista which was one of the first series of stories I wrote and submitted to Lit. This is not a quick wank story, so unless you like a ton of background, re...
Hello readers. I'm returning to characters I haven't written about for quite some time. I sincerely hope you enjoy this new chapter in their lives. Please read "Best Friends for Life" and "Best Friends for Life: Anniversary Present" before you read this. ~~ BrettJ * Her husband Alex's car had barely pulled out of the driveway when Michelle Adams' phone ra...
Not so long ago I had an encounter with a mysterious stranger that piqued my interest in bondage and gave me the "real life" home invasion experience I had always wanted. He bound me and gagged me without mercy, and made sure that he took full advantage of my helpless state with various humiliations and tortures. In the end he gave me a challenge that would...
When I arrived at work this morning I had a message to call Mr. Randolf ASAP. I knew this was going to happen and I was absolutely dreading it. It seems that I can't do anything without it turning into another anxiety filled event. OK, OK, I really did enjoy the fraternity party and if Mr. Randolf (Benjamin) hadn't been there, it would have provided me wi...
Annie and Lucy went to lunch weekly. It was guaranteed. Nothing disrupted it; no appointment, no date, no crisis was enough to postpone this lunch. Today was the day. They were meeting at a local pizza place, known for its great salad bar and quick service. They both worked and had busy lives, they just wanted to connect regularly. They met Freshman year in...
"What did you just say?" "You heard. This connection isn't that bad." "No, please. Repeat it." "Okay. I said send me a naked selfie." There was silence on the line. "Look," I continued, "I'm on this trip for two weeks. I thought it would be fun." "For you." There was a hint of a chuckle in her voice. Some snarkiness, some sarcasm. "Well, for you too,...
It wasn’t my fault that my parents were small people and passed their genes on to me. However, it was a curse that I was forced to live with during my formative years. Sports like basketball, football and baseball were out of the question and I felt alienated from other children my age. My parents did pass on to me a desire to succeed and I sought recognit...
From the beginning of all of this I have read everything my husband has written here. Part of me was revolted to see how much of a slut he saw me as in his fantasies. Still to know that these were the thoughts he had when he was alone, and I was in them, and he saw me as attractive and desirable, I started to come around. Soon I began to harbor my own fantas...