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Minder's Bureau Ch. 03: Home Visit

by recalcitrant_ish on Sep 14, 2020
BDSM

Chapter 3: Home Invasion (lol) This chapter's returning cast: Casey Connelly: our wayward protagonist. 22. A tall and slim young man with a freckled face and auburn curls. He is wearing a baseball tee, green on top, and a slim-fitting pair of blue jeans. Meredith Montblanc: his government-mandated disciplinarian, or "minder", 34. A handsome woman of mi...

Minder's Bureau Ch. 01: Casey Called In

by recalcitrant_ish on May 12, 2020
BDSM

Casey Connelly, 22, was in a state of shock. It didn't last long, as he felt his hand pinned to the small of his back. He had been tipped over this woman's knee, bare rear end on display, and he was about to be spanked. Spanked! Her hard right hand crashed down on his left cheek, the sharp sting eliciting a healthy yelp. His legs jumped involuntarily, and...

Dirty Mouthful

by BlueStarGrrrl on Aug 29, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Not a poem. Not a story. Not an exercise in character development. And, erm, no... no speech marks. Not one for the pedants. * I... am bored. I'm waiting at a train station. Been on a reception for the country's best English teachers in some godforesaken shithole up in the grim North and desperate to come home. I went in disguise. So I am wearing a long...

Nursing Home Honeys

by ichabodstinks on Sep 11, 2017
Mature

It was downright comical, me, a seventy something old codger, being in a room of fifteen lovely women and them asking my opinion on who had the most beautiful breasts. I was grinning but they were taking this thing very seriously and wanted this old gentleman's judgment. They'd been doing this 'thing' for several weeks to see which one had the best tits an...

Elevator Heat

by Giverny on Sep 13, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Lance Simmons almost dropped his tool box as he dashed across the hotel lobby, en route for the closing elevator door. He made it just in time, sticking his arm out just before the door closed. The door then re-opened, and catching his breath, Lance stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the 43rd floor. It only took a few seconds for Lance to...

#4's Auction

by LiseKLord on Sep 11, 2017
BDSM

Two house slaves led her into the chamber. She was dressed - more like decorated - with shining gold cuffs on wrists and ankles. Two moderately heavy and equally bright chains linked wrists and ankles. Her hair was perfectly coiffed high on her head to show she was collarless. Earning a collar was partly the point of the auction, after all. Her make up was f...

Dave Almost Misses Kristen's Show!

by LuckyDave1066 on Nov 11, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Author's note: A few references in this story will make more sense if you've read "Kristen gives Dave a birthday show!"; I hadn't intended to follow up the earlier story featuring Kristen and Dave in Rockport, so the titles don't make it clear that they are related. As always, thanks for reading... ***** Kristen and Dave weren't surprised to find that th...

A Capitol Couple Pt. 02

by OHcpl0710 on Dec 10, 2018
Erotic Couplings

The good thing about living on North Roosevelt Avenue in East Falls Church, Virginia, was that one was within walking distance of the East Falls Church Metro Station. Part of the Washington Metropolitan Area Transit Authority, the station is one of many along the Orange Line, which runs an East-West route from the Vienna/Fairfax area of Virginia in the west...

Collar Me Ch. 08

by AmberAnon on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 8: Freedom I woke to the sound of a quiet "click." The collar was loose on my throat; it had opened by itself. The room was still shadowy dark, but I assumed the click meant it was morning and I was free. I reached up and took the collar off. I sat up, rubbed my neck and looked around. My master was lying on the bed curled up on his right side snori...

Home from Bootcamp

by 1369 on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

I was 18 and we had been fucking like rabbits. I had been home only 3 days since my return from MCRD (Marine Corps Recruit Depot San Diego). (AKA "Boot Camp.) My little girlfriend, the also 18-year-old "Katie," had been more than accommodating. I was definitely enjoying my first gays of freedom after the hardest 13 weeks of my life. Plus, she didn't mind at...