Thanks to Motomaverick for editing. The story, characters, names and incidents are totally fictitious and it is not intended to insult or defame of any country, religion, caste, sub caste, society, family or even any person (living or deceased), if any similarity could be found in the story and the real life then it will be surely just a coincidence only. T...
Sebastian sat in the grimy bar, his hand tented over the glass of whiskey. The bartender didn't bother him with questions. When he wanted more, Sebastian knocked on the bar. The old man would rouse from watching television and pour a fresh glass. It was late, and Sebastian was exhausted. He wouldn't sleep, though. Two men entered the bar and drew his attent...
**Warning** This fantasy story series contains or will contain elements of Male Chastity, Orgasm Denial, Female Domination, Cuckolding, Interracial Sex, Bi-sexual Innuendo and Tendencies, Teasing, and BDSM Activities. If any of these topics are offensive you to, I recommend not reading. * A few nights ago, I had experienced a handful of things for the firs...
#4: The Foundation They walked into the room in a line, parading past us. Seventeen women, all young (or at least young-ish) and dressed to impress, doing their best to stand out among her peers to one of the eight of us men. Each of us sat by ourselves at a small bistro table, each carefully not looking at one another as we surveyed the lovely ladies walki...
"Should I feel different now?" Talla asked. "Do you think you should?" Inga replied. Talking to Inga was so much like talking to a teacher. Did all older women end up like this when they talked to younger women, or was Inga chosen on purpose to accompany her? The orange-clad officer who had picked Inga seemed to have pulled her name at random. "Well," Ta...
The following story includes a transgender character, Domination/submission and derogatory terms used to humiliate. If this offends you please do not read any further. Feedback is appreciated. ***** DAY 1 Kyle slowly wakes up thinking he must have fallen asleep in the outdoors. He feels butterfly wings brushing against his ear and a tree limb against...
Becca never thought she would live to see the day where her proud husband would become dominated by a female. Most especially by a superior black female. The Arnold she'd always known never would have stooped to such. But since the day after they'd met black master Shango, that Arnold she'd over the years become familiar with had instantly gone away, disappe...
This story is intended to follow "Joanie of Zurich," which in turn follows "Joanie Goes to Europe." Joanie of Zurich was accidentally listed under BDSM, instead of Exhibitionism. My apologies. Thank you for your feedback on my previous eight Joanie stories! ************************* I returned to college for my junior year still in a bit of a state of shoc...
Characters in this story are fictional. Events described did not occur. Chapter One My name is Ethan. As of late, I had been living and working in a suburb of Portland, Oregon, as a software technician for a small PC service shop. I had started about six months earlier. A couple times a week, I walked down the block from the shop, either before the start...
PLEASE NOTE: This story contains settings, races and other scenery elements created by BETHESDA and the brilliant artist and writers in their employ. They retain all rights to the universe they created, i am but a humble fanfic writer. Chapter 3 Corellion stepped closer to the counter as the woman spoke to him and flashed a greasy smile, his attention dr...