I was enjoying, if that's what one can call it, another ritualistic Saturday morning. My coffee cup was filled with Starbucks, a donut rested on a napkin on my kitchen table, Sportscenter played in the background and I was thumbing through the local alternative paper much too early for a late 20's, healthy and virile male that should have be sleeping soundly...
Hello readers! Ok so let's start this epic battle. I know there has been a lot, and I mean A LOT of build up. In truth, I have been putting off writing the scene because I'm not the biggest fan of blood, guts, and gore. But putting that aside, it needed to be done. So here is the last lead up chapter before the war, it's really short, but I do believe this...
Many sincere thanks to t_g_b for diligently editing this story, correcting my mistakes and thoroughly explaining them to me. *** It was five minutes into the weekly management meeting that I realized I was hard as a rock. Ashley was explaining how one of her employees had a drinking problem and how she had managed to rearrange everyone else's schedule arou...
Now harken, beloved children, let me tell you a bedside story. A tale many say of the greatest discovery ever made. Now many of the discoveries that have contributed to the advance of women (and men) have been the lucky consequence of events that were not directed toward the ultimate outcome. This was one such. So, if you are lying comfortably, I will enli...
This was written based on a true story experienced by a client. Contact me if you want me to write your story up! It was probably going to be the last party before high-school graduation, Matt thought to himself. Our hero was 5"11 with an enthusiastic smile and soft curly hair cut close to his scalp. His mixed white and Native-American ancestry gave him a s...
Chapter 16 Over the next few months we introduced Dave and Sherry to the rest of our group of friends. We continued to have a great time with them and they seemed to enjoy meeting all our friends. Our social lives were very busy. Pete and Sharon got married. Jen and I spent their wedding night with them before they left for their honeymoon the next day. The...
The funeral was a mournful affair, the family cloistering Billie with umbrellas in the wintry wind-swept squalls that blow in from the Atlantic as this time of year. At least it wasn't snowing as the casket was lowered, the last ritual completed and the family escorted Billie back to her home on Elk Street. At the house wine, beer and whisky loosened tongu...
So dark...disoriented. Where am I? What happened? These questions roll through my mind as my eyes adjust to the darkness. I go to move my body and realize that I am tied to something. Frightened now, I twist my head around frantically trying to make out something, anything in the darkness that would give me some idea where I am. Nothing. Think girl. What's...
For this story, it may help to Understanding some terms and characters: Pamela, a femdom wife. That's me. I'm not like the male fantasy of a woman wearing leather and carrying a whip. I just prefer to be firmly in charge of sex. "Lickies" is what I call cunnilingus, and I expects a lot of lickies. I'm fond of hubby's penis, it is almost like a cherished pet...
Authors Note: This story contains themes of male submission, male chastity, and mild physical discipline. If you are uncomfortable with these themes or simply don't enjoy them, please seek a different story to read. While pictures are mentioned, no pictures will be posted with this story on this site due to restrictions on content. This is my first attempt a...