Lahri tried to get up to leave, but Queen Chiana's austere voice was enough to keep her in place. "You must stay here, Young Princess! You have been accused of a crime, or perhaps we have been accused of a crime." The queen's voice then turned tranquil, like the ocean on a quiet morning. She looked at Ovidu Barta, the slender diplomat seated on the men's sid...
"Kamn, you Freewombs expect the silver pedestal, don't you?" Alice held her tongue, knowing that the evening's liquor still buzzed in her head. The lack of inhibition that had landed her this after-party job was likely to only get her into trouble now. So instead she rested on her knees, grabbed the bars of her gilded cage and let it swing gently, batting h...
Author's notes. This is the fourth Star Wars story I have written. All of my stories (so far) take place between the Yuuzhan Vong War and the Dark Nest Crisis. I would like for you to read my other three Star Wars stories first, but I highly recommend that you read Star Wars: Jedi Tahiri in Bondage, as this story is a direct sequel, although my other two Sta...
Author's note: This is a story with sexual content but requires a long buildup. As usual, please feel free to comment. ________________________________ There is a place in New Hampshire called Zealand Valley. The valley is created by a brook named Zealand brook (thought some do call it Zealand River!). Following the brook up the side of a mountain brings y...
22. A Helping Hand "Seriously, I'll help you clean this room." The look on her face said she wasn't kidding. The look on my face was stunned disbelief. "Wait -- what? Why?" I stammered. "Why not? You look like you could use the help," -- she tapped my hands for effect as she said it. "What's the matter? You don't want any help?" She looked at me in...
"Going out dancing tonight – wait up for me." Matthew's heart began to race as he saw the text message from his wife Michelle pop up on his iPhone. The last time he waited up for his wife, his ass had been sore for a week... Of course, in reality he loved every minute of it, but much like her seemingly-innocent text message, it was something that was kept...
[True Story] Author's Note: This is the true story of my first-ever experience as a submissive. The full title was originally "Early Bird Dinner: Hyperrealism, Mundanity, and Sexual Taboo." It has a long exposition, but no detail was spared, and I promise it all pays off in the end ;). More to come in Part 2. I hope you enjoy! // I bat my eyelashes at the...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. * This story was inspired by the recent news about the NXIVM secret society, DOS. The lead character, Maggie, is desperate to rejuvenate her marriage to her husband of many years. She is befriended by a couple who are members of the cult. By the time Maggie realizes what the cult really...
The first time I saw Winter she was riding Summer into the cold concrete floored antechamber. Winter was tall and thin and had shoulder length hair the color of pearl. She wore a noose around her neck that ran down between her jutting collar bones, the hard nipples of her flat chest, the blue veined abdomen and sharp pelvic girdle. The frayed rope ended betw...
I couldn't wait to get home from work. My wife said she had something special ready for me. A month ago, she'd found out about all my sissy fantasies when I forgot to clear my search histories. Instead of divorcing me, she did more research and decided to embrace me as a sissy. Now every time I get home, I strip off my suit down to my panties, thigh highs, a...