Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. *** Growing up in the Black Hills meant that I was exposed to the scourge of annual motorcycle rally - or so that is what my parents wanted me to believe. When I was little, we would visit the town during the day and see the crazy clothes, amazing motorcycles, and stare in awe at...
I started to mess with the silk top Marisol made me wear. It was so flimsy. Barely a handkerchief worth of fabric held on by two braided straps. It flew to the sides as I moved and couldn't help but wonder if it was going to fly off. Marisol squeezed my hand and I snapped out of my clothing quandary. It seemed that she had charmed the bouncer while I was s...
A classical, high-intensity microburst dropped out of the thunderstorm cell above them and killed the bus. Worden and MaryLiz had met only yesterday, at the start of this five-day bus junket to visit remote little towns and scenery in the southwestern desert. For her it was relaxation after six weeks of hard work – she was British, this was the end of her...
Crystal had been out of work for three weeks when the phone rang. She had been, putting it lightly, let go by her then employer Delta. In her mind she had just been doing her job, by offering full service to the elite business class. Before she got lost replaying the scene in her mind Crystal picked up the phone. "Hello, Crystal Mehaguci speaking," "Hi, Cr...
Anna had expected some of the rules on the list. She was to do as she was told quickly and without question. She wasn't to contact him; he would contact her when he was ready for her. She wasn't allowed to talk about it to anybody, ever. Everything that was going on was of her own free will and that she was always to lick and suck him clean when he was finis...
Holly scowled down at the ring on her finger as she worked the register. Her anger at it was pretty much the only thing keeping her awake this morning. She was running on four hours of sleep, something almost unheard of for her, and she hadn't been able to get coffee yet this morning. Between attempts to get the ring off, she hadn't had time. Having to tak...
Dear Shoeblossom: One nigh I attached Carter's wrists to the ceiling hook in his basement, and separated his legs and locked them into a spreader bar. I whacked his cock to awaken it with my long cut rose switch...didn't bother to cut off the thorns! And then I brought out a thin steel knitting needle. "This little slit at the end of your cock is quite s...
Ok everyone here's chapter five. I think the next chapter will be the last chapter and thx again for reading. Keep the feedback coming. * Erica was pacing back and forth in the bathroom. This was the longest two minutes of her life. She looked at the clock again and nearly broke her ankle trying to get into the bathroom. She looked at the test and it held...
A regular cuckold situation would never work for my husband and I. My husband is large, masculine, and prefers to dominate me. Although my mind is full of sexual desires and fantasies, my own image problems of myself prevent me from being as assertive and sexual as I would like to be. I am happy with my husband and mine's sex life. My husband has a larger...
Author's Note: I took some of the great suggestions I received from my readers and have incorporated them into this story. I hope you enjoy it. Constance Drummond griped inwardly as she snuffed out the candles on the Dining Room Table. She cursed under her breath as she slowly emptied the serving dishes into the Tupperware bowls and put the lovely meal sh...