Hailey tugged fruitlessly at the handcuff attaching her firmly to the bedpost with a rising sense of panic. She could not get loose! The clothespins on her nipples were getting more painful by the minute, and the vibrator whirring away at her clit was no longer pleasurable. She needed to get that hand free! As she lay back exhausted from her latest efforts,...
She consciously felt the bonds and restrictions she'd been placed in. Although she wasn't certain the steps she'd taken to end up in this predicament, she knew how she'd got there. Just not why she'd let it happen! It had all started when she joined an online fluffing service. She'd been feeling really frustrated and her usual passive erotic fiction and por...
Editor's Note: this submission contains blood and bloodplay content. * Lenora dropped the wilted rose, open card, her purse and keys on the kitchen table as she passed. Her mind set on a momentary singular purpose; the wine bottle next to the kitchen sink. She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Yeah, he was going to be a little riled, but she purposel...
I would like to read more stories with wool fetish as a theme, like some of the stories submitted by Smother or Maude. That being the case; I have tried to write a story in the same vein myself. Comments and improvements are appreciated. It was winter and bitterly cold outside. I was leaving my home town on a late-night flight to go to university, unsure of...
By The Light Of The Silvery Moon You Bring Out The Animal In Me Chapter 1: Afternoon Delight It was what they call a witch's night. The hot and steamy air was filled with the intoxicating essence of nightshade mixed with the damp rotting humus of the forest floor. No breeze was able to break thru the wall of heat to disturb the treetop leaves. The only no...
To the readers: If you are a female writer, I'd like to hear your follow up to these two stories. "Now what," she asked with anticipation evident in her voice. I just looked up at her with pine needles tickling my ear. Ticklish as it was, the needles had a neutral effect on me because of who was trapping my cock in her nether regions. I looked up at her gr...
The Special Forces Training Cycle Introduction In the last few years the training and deployment of Female Special Forces Operators has been a reality for the various combat theatres. It is very well documented and widely known that many of the Wars of days gone past that Women on the front is an asset as in many cases they are not suspected for the acts o...
I'd been calling her my Forest Nymph because I actually didn't know her name. Yet. I'd seen her hiking alone a few months ago when it was still somewhat warm in the afternoon. I'd been out taking wildlife pictures on my day off, something I'd been doing on an amateur level for years now. My job was stressful and getting away from it all was my way of decompr...
Four days have passed since Celia talked with Susan on the phone. She thinks that Susan has decided to forego threesomes with Ken and her. Celia believes she will have to call the next woman in Ken's 'date' book. She was not looking forward to telling the next woman that Ken wanted a three way with her and Celia. She had put off the next call, but Ken was th...
To say that my Mistress was angry would be quite an understatement. At the end of the school day I returned to our home. Mistress Polly greeted me with a question, "How did your evening with Amanda go, my pet?" (see "Class Time - Ch. 02"). As I was trying to decide how to answer, I walked close to her and knelt down so that I could kiss her foot as I usua...