(Writers note: I'm combing days 5 and 6 since they're the same basic premise and day 5 will be pretty short so adding day 6 to it will, hopefully make up for that.) ***** Day 5: "Dear diary I dreamed about Grant last night. Nothing sexual, just a nice romantic picnic...I can't wait until this months over so i can see him again. I guess I have to press o...
When I came downstairs this morning I was still completely pissed off. Through all our years together, I knew she had the capability to be a complete bitch at times but last night's performance, a moody really immature display in front our family and guests was the limit. It wasn't even as if she had been drunk or anything, in fact the opposite was true. She...
CW: Polyamory, jealousy, D/s, bondage, humiliation, toys, spanking. ***** "I'm open to trying anything once." Allison tore a tiny, soft piece of the Italian loaf in front of her and dipped it into the oil and vinegar. "Just no pain." Rick's left hand tightened around Allison's. "No pain. Don't worry." I took a deep sip of my red, a barolo but it tasted l...
Dedicated to my collaborator, the Sylken One things are not always what the appear to be, even as they are appearing * * * * * "I believe you boys have much better things to do than litter the halls with your presence during class time." George Ballard's booming, authoritative voice echoed in the hall. As Vice Principal of Market Street High, had found hi...
(Welcome back everyone. This story is inspired by one of the artworks, Outfit Design 133 of the fantastic HinaYui. I have been traveling a lot this past month and it has been awesome. It is the reason why I haven't been able to publish any updates, but I am still working on my stories. I hope I will be able to publish a next part for my stories sometime so...
I awoke in pain. I had slept bound all night. And it also seemed that I had been hit with something to wake me up. Angela was standing over me with one hand on her hip and the other holding my bounds that I slept in. She was already dressed and ready to go. I looked around to make sure we were alone this morning, only to find we were but I was still in panti...
This is a short story based off a brief diary entry of mine from a few years back. I was in my final year of schooling at the time, so that means I was in fact an 18 year old. There are no other people mentioned in this story so nobody detailed below is under the age of 18. I hope you all enjoy it! Feedback and comments are much appreciated. * The rules w...
Part 2 - An Odd Preparation According to Google Maps, Claudia was somewhere in rural England; about 5 minutes from Mistress Eva's farm. January 23 was finally here. Three trains from central London to her final medium of transport; an old bus. Each time it hit a bump on the poorly maintained country road it exacerbated Claudia's feeling of anxiety. Hers was...
Monday morning, I wonder what kind of trouble I can get into today. After the last week, it was a wonder I survived. I was shocked that there were that many women in one place that would put out to almost a virtual stranger, especially one that is a little obnoxious although polite to a certain degree. I pulled into the parking lot and was greeted with Lind...
It is 12 foot long. Each plug of the 9 different sizes either glued in or strapped down. Everyone has a different diameter tubing attached to its base. All tubing runs behind a wall with a small window. The observation window has full view of the board. The first subject a tiny busty 18 year old female freshman from a local college. Answered the add in the c...