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Best of Both Men

by chatbug on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

As I knelt by the side of the bed, holding Mistress Arianna’s ashtray, watching her body pulsate in waves of ecstasy as she pressed a vibrator against her clit, I thought about how much my life had changed since Erin moved in with us. The first time I heard Erin’s name is when my son Matthew surprised me one night at dinner. “Dad, could Erin move in with u...

Counceling

by seeingifthismakessearchwork on Mar 2, 2020
Transgender & Crossdressers

****** Forward: This story is an expanded version of a story I read and with the author's permission I revised and added to it. ***** Dr. Lidia Vega let her eyes briefly dart to the clock on the wall. Her newest patient hadn't said anything for nearly ten minutes, but that's okay it was his process and she was only here to lead him through his grieving. S...

Loving Bitch

by chatbug on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

This story contains elements of BDSM, including bondage, smoking fetish, cuckolding, and physical torment. If you don't want to read about such things, find another story. Gilbert nervously dialed Jaicie's number. Her profile on the Boy Toy Phone Sex website indicated she had numerous BDSM interests, including smoking fetish, bondage, and cuckolding. He hop...

Becoming the Ultimate Smoke Slave

by UltSubAsh on Sep 15, 2017
Illustrated

If you would like some context before you read this story, read my posting "A Sexual Autobiography" first. It will provide some background on Elizabeth, Alain and myself, the life we lead, and where my role as a smoke slave fits into our life together. My family and friends know Elizabeth and myself as non-smokers. Our children believe that we consider smok...

Ashtray Slave

by chatbug on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

Leah opens the door. "Hi Nikki, thanks for coming over this evening." "Are you kidding Leah, I wouldn't miss this for the world." Nikki kisses Leah and they walk back into the living room where Gilbert is sitting. Naked with his wrists and ankles bound together, holding a large glass ashtray in his hands. "Nikki, this is my ashtray slave. Slave, this is m...

White Woman Dominates Black Woman

by Samuelx on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

I've known Helen Blackstone forever. Ever since we were students at Morton Academy, an all-female private school located in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Helen was the six-foot-two, gorgeous Black Amazon-like chick I always admired. She was captain of the women's soccer team at the Morton Academy and one of the toughest women in the universe. I worshi...

The Pillowy Prison

by Flauros on Sep 30, 2017
Miscellaneous

Battle at 34GGG. Boobslave Shortage Set to Continue The 34GGG* summit in Seoul on Wednesday ended in disaster after political, economic, and sexual tensions erupted between the participants. Presidential Mistress Vanessa Knight was able to escape safely from the fracas after a small struggle; her injuries amounting to no more than several hickeys, some smear...

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The Intruder

by msdesiree on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"What in the hell is all the noise?" asked Ms. Desiree'. Coming through the front door were Mistress Selena and Lady Delilah. Between them They yanked a very hefty man whose balls appeared to be held by a rope protruding through the front of his pants. The end of this rope was in Lady Delilah's right hand. His face was covered with dirt and grass stains. "Lo...

Harem School Ch. 02

by Falcinator on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 2: A Sale in The Harem Author's Note: This is the first sequel to "Harem School", called "Harm School" here thanks to my proof-reading skills in submitting it to Literotica. That story was to set the scene. This story is set within that scene. This story took me a long time to write because it bogged itself down in poor writing, and me failing to...

When a Friend Came to Visit

by erectus123 on Sep 12, 2017
Humor & Satire

Perhaps some of you may recall that I had extended an invitation for a friend to come and visit so we might bury the hatchet. Little did I know the learned man's time was short! I sent him a round trip ticket from his mountain retreat to Los Angeles. He called to say he would meet me at the airport. I prepared myself with a signboard cut from the side of a...