Note to reader: This story is fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is coincidental. ***** Sunday morning turned into Sunday early afternoon before Jeff and Muddy awoke. Both were tired and sore from the previous night's activities with David and Marylou. Jeff went to the bathroom and was so unsteady he had to sit down to pee. Evidently, the s...
I sit here waiting for her to get home. When she gets here I have a surprise for her. I hear the tires crunch in the gravel. My cock gets semi hard knowing what I have planned for her. She walks through the door and throws her keys on the counter, rifles through her mail. I let out a little cough. She screams as she turns around, then sighs as she sees its m...
Chapter 2 - Little Bird Sings Pudenda Minks looked down at the young woman tied to the chair in the center of the room. Naked and trembling, just the way she liked them. A lamp hanging low from the ceiling threw a merciless light that made the sweat on the captive's forehead glisten and her red curly hair glow with an almost bloody hue. Bloody but not brok...
"Good morning, Master," Robin whispered as she kissed his lips. Joe moaned deep as Robin's fingertips grazed the base of his cock as she slowly dragged them up his hardening shaft. "Morning, my pet," Joe greeted her, adding without any hesitation, "Robin, I want you close to me from now on. You will move all your things in here today. I want you here with...
Alex Reinwright pushed his reluctant submissive through the door of their house, the force propelling her onto her knees. Megan had pushed him beyond the limits of overlooking her behavior. She'd gone beyond cheeky, into royal pain in the ass, and straight on to a god damned bitch. The last straw had been at his office party when she'd finished off her third...
I had been in your service for only a few months when you decided you wanted a permanent marking of some kind to denote me as yours when I was in the company of others. You considered your decision completely knowing full well the decision you made would effect me forever. That is the beauty of a master/slave relationship. It is more than a possession. It is...
It was early in the evening, and he was dressed in his robe and sitting in his armchair reading quietly. Absorbed as he was in his book, he didn't immediately notice his wife standing patiently in front of him. After respectfully waiting an appropriate time, she quietly cleared her throat to get his attention. He looked up and noticed her there. "Did you n...
She had spent her whole life suppressing the bizarre thoughts that crept into her mind. Images of acts and wants that she was sure indicated a mental as well as a moral sickness. Sometimes the need was so great and the effort to banish it from her mind left her weak and helpless. Then one day she stumbled onto a web site that changed her life. What a revela...
The next morning Dan woke up with a raging hard on. When they had returned home from the sex shop he had been so tired he didn't have the energy to stick his dick into one of Cock Socket's holes. He hadn't ordered her to clean up so she lay on the bed next to him with one side of her face covered in his dried cum. He pulled the sheets off her and she didn't...
It was dark, but not late when her silver Firebird pulled up outside her apartment. She'd forgotten to leave any lights on, and, of course, she never locked her doors--typical. Her nature was both too trusting and too certain of her own invincibility. She fumbled with the doorknob. Once she got the door open, she struggled inside, her arms too full with book...