Warning: This story contains very intense and excessive degradation activities, events and plots, that are capable of offending your sensibilities. If you are not into extreme humiliation and degradation of male submissives, you will find this story very offensive. Please don't read this story. Move on to the next nice story that would make your day. Thanks....
Walking down the hallway to the architect's office, Shannon swallowed the panic rising in her throat. That had happened weeks ago and now of all the people she didn't want to deal with, it was the same man she had the appointment with today. Spending the last weeks searching for someone to do the restoration work for her, only one name kept coming up. Allen...
"Alright sweethearts, one bedtime story, then it's bedibyes time," their grandmother insisted, as she tucked the youngest girls in immediately after supper, "and be quiet, darlings, your Mummy's sleeping." "Oh, Naaaan, I'm missing-" Grandmother tut-tutted, the eldest Arthur was always the loudest to protest, but usually the first to fold, "Now, Art, I don...
Tracy woke up alone in William's bed. After a brief panic, she saw him on the floor and relaxed. He was kneeling on the rug near the couch, perfectly still with his eyes closed. She was not sure what to make of it in her sleepy state, but then it registered that he was meditating. Tracy rose quietly and tip-toed to the bathroom, and when she returned, he was...
Holy shit. Why did I ever agree to come in here? I looked around at the dark room, with floorboards ripped out of the floor. The sheer curtains were destroyed, pulled down, half torn. The couch had holes and even looked like it was decaying. Don't even get me started about the old TV box; the glass was cracked and broken. The drafty house was getting me co...
I went to the stairs and walked through the bar. Manny the bartender was waiting with my cash in hand. It was a good night. "Great set." she said with a smile, handing me my cut of the door. 120 dollars for four hours of work. Sure, it was a strip club, but it paid better than my last gig. "Thanks Manny. I'll be back tomorrow." We exchanged a wave before...
My pussy spasmed violently, and left me craving more. With a penis gag shoved into my throat, rope tied around my wrists, and a blindfold, I'm a blind fucktoy in an abandoned house. Waiting on someone to fuck me. Fuck me. Hard. Fast. Ugh. Heavy footsteps walked in, creaking the floorboards as they stepped closer to my shaking body. My heart pounded and I s...
I will apologize for the long wait. I have a list of excuses, but I don't want your pity. Life can be difficult. I hope enjoy the story! This chapter has been self-edited, so go easy on me. I tried my best, but I tend to miss things. Do comment! Good or bad, I want to hear it! ~Adare ************* "What effects?" Nana's face was an indecipherable mask, w...
The scream was followed by the sound of something shattering, and a rich, spicy scent filled the room. Constance's head, which had been bowed to watch with shameful fascination as Rob's cock nestled against her velvety folds in preparation for entry, came up with a jerk. Her eyes widened and a hot blush suffused her cheeks. Nana Eva stood in the doorway....
I've done some strange things in my day. You name it, I've done it. People got no idea how freaky I am. And I like it that way. This is the story of who I am, what I've done and how in Hell I managed to keep it all out of the public domain. My name is Jefferson Haworth Brown and I am a Congressman currently serving the State of Massachusetts. One of the few...