Author's Note: I am genuinely surprised by the sheer volume of positive feedback. Never in a million years would I have imagined that the general public might have a deep intellectual interest in advanced sexual/psychological theory. My prestigious colleagues who have studied the Prussian theory thought I was mad attempting to give life to the primal fantasy...
I saunter into the Torture Palace, I nod to the subs cuffed in the dungeon pit. My eyes resting on one, I nod, he walks to me and I escort him to my chair, where he kneels at my feet. "Please would you be so kind as to bring me a teapot of boiling water, a tea strainer, a silver spoon and a cup and saucer? I prefer the white fine china service." My full dee...
She was too young for me, twenty-two ... twenty-three maybe. I had her by a good fifteen years. We never dated as such; we just fucked a lot. It started when I had loaned her a truck to move her stuff from a college apartment into her 'first job' apartment. Her mom was a neighbor, a friend. When she returned the truck she brought along a couple of bottles o...
Chapter 9: The Strip Club Battle "Katie, get dressed," Ryoko says, carelessly tossing me a bunch of clothes. Puzzled, I pick the bundle up. It's an outfit consisting of a very skimpy tube top, a skirt so short it's practically a frilly cummerbund, and a pair of thongs. "What the hell is this?" I ask angrily. "And get out of my room!" This is where I spend...
Following the nightmare encounters with Grace in my home town (corrupting my memories of B and invading my parent's home like a monstrous orphan cuckoo) I was keen to hurry back to the southern city. I could not face my parents after fucking my father in the ass and drinking my mother's impossible twenty years too late milk, and the vision of Grace, bloated...
Doug acted like a ship's captain. He slung a long rope skilfully over the flat bed, leapt up himself on the second attempt, threw a huge canvas in a heap with other gear. He then drew the rope over it several times, jumped off, made a truckers slip knot and applied tension. I watched as his bulging biceps looked as if they were about to tear the elastic of h...
Walking was... interesting, now. Used to only two legs, it was weird needing to think about four, but perhaps the strangest part was that Christoph didn't have to think about it at all. Like when Keldan had slapped his ass to get him out of the stall last night, and he'd just trotted out. The less he thought about walking, the easier it was to walk. But that...
This was a chat with my master. Online Master: Hello, lad. Hope you are being a good boy, Michael. Michael: I am doing well. Hope you are doing well. Online Master: Glad to hear you are doing well, Michael. I am also. Let me know when you are ready to play again on cam, lad Michael: ok. sorry we haven't been able to meet up online. i've been busy with...
"Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to our very first edition of « World's biggest muscle studs", the show that brings together the very best specimens of human virility from the four corners of the planet to compete for our 1 million dollar prize money!" The music starts blaring, light beams scour the stage where the presenter, Randy West, clad in only a bow ti...
I am old now. I spend most of my time in my chair thinking back of my good life. My lovely wife Karin just came and sat by my side and started talking about the time when we were newly wed and what a great sex life we have had. Nowadays it happens only occasionally that we both are in the mood and ready for action. But when it happens we have a great time....