I am under her desk. She has tied my hands behind my back, tied my ankles together, and tied them together in a hogtie. I wouldn't dream of screaming for help but just to make sure she's stuffed some worn stockings in my mouth and covered them with duct tape. She's pressing her sexy feet against my taped mouth. They feel so good against my face. She...
I step quietly into the room, my gaze immediately seeking you out. You have your back to me as you stand at the sink in the kitchen, the running water having masked the sound of my entry. I lick my lips as I allow my eyes to drink you in: your delicious body clad in jeans and a t-shirt. Soft white socks protrude from the cuffs of your pants and your brown ha...
The following story is a work of fiction. It contains scenes of an adult nature so if you are underage where you live, stop reading now. This story contains explicit sexual language and fantasies involving the mental and physical control of others. If you are offended by such activities, do not read any further. This is purely a fantasy. Any resemblance to a...
I'm still locked in the dungeon. No. Not me. My impostor is locked in the dungeon. I'm sealed inside a shell many miles away in some prison cell, forced to see, hear, and feel everything that the other me experiences. We've been here for weeks. It's been weeks since Mistress said she would come back soon. She and Elif had to do an easy job in Eatonton. Then...
Pleziewska "Plum" Kronislaw watched with fascination as her cousin Isaac kind of danced naked, his legs apart as his uh, paramour, Mesquite DiMarco used Isaac's Zippo lighter- ...The flame hovering just under Isaac's engorged testicles to distract him as he masturbated. "I hope this doesn't make you feel terribly uncomfortable, Plummy" Mesquite said, smili...
Sammy had heard about the gallery from a friend of a friend, who had heard from someone else, and so on. In the end, she googled the name, and went to visit that Saturday. It was a small place in what looked like it was once a warehouse. Unfortunately, when she got there, the lights were off and the door was locked. As she was getting back into her car she h...
All human activity in India began early in the day for two reasons: one to escape the heat of the midday and two, the sheer volume of things that needed to be done each day. "Both these truths apply to me," thought Claire Baxter, as she stood motionless in the small garden of her rented bungalow practising her yoga, no matter how pressing matters were she...
Part One It started with how he looked at me. Sardonically, with this wry little smirk. Piercing blue eyes cutting through me like a knife. I couldn't get his face out of my mind. I'm a clerk by profession, the go-to-pick-up -the-slack-make-sure- everything-goes-smoothly girl, and I try to keep my judge happy, running efficiently and on time. It's not t...
It was the morning of our second show. After the baby had been fed and Monique, Michelle, and I had been nursed until our breasts were all empty, it was time to hit the day. I went to the bathroom to take a shower. I examined my "new" ears in the mirror now that they were fully healed after the stitches had been removed. My ears were now pointed like elf, Vu...
I am back! Life handed me a hard final year of college and I finally decided to get back to something fun after trying to find a job and coming back disappointed. I am sorry it took so damn long to come back, but I am in the process of writing two chapters, and just to clarify: this story ends after the epic battle, and Lezar's story will then be started,...