To avoid misconceptions: This is obviously a fetish fairy tale, not a realistic depiction of a loving BDSM relationship based on SSC principles. If you're uncomfortable with stories featuring outré fetishes like permanent bondage, piercings and slavery, I'd suggest to skip this tale. * By now, her appearance matched her mental image of the perfect slave gi...
Chapter 1 The Parade Outside **Characters and text are protected under copyright law Disclaimer: This story is not meant as 'erotica', but dark adventure-fantasy. It may contain material that sensitive readers might find uncomfortable. Please be advised. Beyond the open window, the late summer air was thick with the sounds of the parade out in the city s...
From my memoirs The Summer of 1986 Part IV of IV as our adventure into partner swapping comes to an end. Fantasies are revealed and fulfilled. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ That night we all stayed at Matt's apartment, it was really large and in a nice part of San Diego. It only had one bedroom but it had a huge living room and Matt had a huge sectional sofa in it...
Part II: The Dungeons of The Demon Queen Aznar drifted out of troubled dreams and into slow, painful awareness. His head ached, and his eyes burned. He tried to rub the sleep from them, and found his arms manacled with heavy chains. With the realization of his imprisonment, he was suddenly and fully awake. He had been captured! He quickly surveyed his surro...
There was a tingling in the pit of my stomach. I realized this was the next step, but I was nervous. I re-adjusted my blouse and sat on the couch. If I could maintain total control of the situation, I knew everything would be all right. His requests were respectful and delivered in soft and encouraging manner. The click of the camera, the burst of the flash,...
Fuck, fuck, fuck, shit! I tell myself as I run along the track that leads to my campement. I had to get there fast before my boss gets here. My phone got a notification. "Hey bud! I'll be there in five minutes!" Fuck! I hurried up and finally got to our campement. -24 hours earlier- "So we really have a whole week by ourselves here?" Asked my wife, Emily....
This is fiction so literary license allows for the omission of condoms, but our reality doesn't. Enjoy Description: When a rich wife discovers that her husband married her for her money and to add insult he turned out to be gay. ROLL CAMERA My rich wife had me over a barrel after finding out about my affair with my handsome boy toy assistant. She took a...
It wasn't pitch black in the boot of the car. A thin line of light around the parcel shelf illuminated the thick duvet I lay curled up upon, the pillows lining the edges so that when I slithered around as the car weaved and turned, I didn't bruise myself against the sides. I could make out the pale length of my arms and the length of soft black fabric holdin...
The legend of Uvulu'ai stated the god inhabited a cave high in the mountains. It took Ramsey Lumley five days to hack through the dense jungle before he encountered the narrow opening adorned with the simple carvings of the Lu'ai tribe. His guide had abandoned him the night before, which in Lumley's experience was usually a strong indicator he wasn't far fro...
The Captain of the Guard has lived in the castle most of his life, yet never set foot in this room, sealed for years before the new regime took over. He is hanging upside down, stripped bare, his legs tightly-roped, arms bound behind him. A small open window seems to mock his imprisonment, a night sky brimming with stars just beyond it. The blood is rushing...