I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** You are seated on long black leather couch. Soft music plays to those selected to be in attendance at your very private s...
I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** You see her look at you as you enter the store. You see her watch you intently as she always does when you shop at this li...
I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ****************************** "You know, I only ask one thing of you. It can't be that hard to get it right." You are standing next to me. Dressed in ti...
Good morning, folks. How's life treating you? My name is Bruce Portman and I'm a young black man from the town of Milton, Massachusetts. Many people who know me say that I am doing too much, too soon. Why? Because I'm a young man who believes in sticking up for his rights wherever he goes. I don't pay them any mind. If I were a young woman who spoke her mind...
Introduction Walking around the city of New York can be like standing at the buffet table of a very fine and eclectic restaurant. The people come from every, possible end of the world. The woman are not only diverse in skin color, facial features, body type and behavior, but they're also dressed with an elevated sense of style that ranges from classy to sl...
"You want me to write a story about what?" I sat there across from my feature editor Phillip and wondered if possibly your hearing could go bad just like that. "I want you to give me 10,000 words on the B&D, you know, bondage and domination scene here in Seattle." I ran a hand through my hair, "Jesus, Phil, isn't that something best left to Jerry Springe...
Chapter 3: The Next Meeting Linda was running down the tunnel to the plane. She was late for boarding and had to hurry. Finally, in her seat, buckled up safely, she gave a big sigh of relief. She made it! Looking out the window at the airport as they turned and taxied down the runway for takeoff, she remembered back to when Chris had come to her. Now it was...
The airlock doors cycled shut and I let my head sag against the wall for a few moments. The feeling of no longer being dangled over a pit was something I was going to revel for a bit. Seeing the Earth had really crammed the importance of what I had done to me. Virgil Station was no longer in an unstable orbit. It was no longer going to plunge through the upp...
Introduction. Sorry, I've done it again. No sex in this chapter. Wait for the next chapter. There's sex in that one. This one, though, is really going to get all of you apprehensive. Oh no, you'll scream, is Tyler getting spineless? Are you really going to try shoving reconciliation down our throat? Wait and see. More importantly, let me know whether I've d...
Warning! This chapter contains: non-consent, impregnation, anthro (rabbit men), gangbang, kidnap, cunnilingus, titjob, handjob, blowjob, creampie, analingus, anal, and like a ten-way with a single woman. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! ***** Far too early in the morning, Renard was forced to wake up. Considering that he spent the majority of the previous night flirt...