Walt Conner, the new warden at Abbotsville state institution for women, had just arrived at his new job. Miss Jenkins, the chief guard, was showing him the Disciplinary Unit. A sobbing inmate, Anna Gaines, lay secured face down on a punishment table, her ass red with the paddling she had just received. There was a realistic looking dildo protruding from her...
It was the summer of '04. My aunt and uncle from Palm Springs had visited my family in Western Massachusetts for the first time in many years. I was eighteen and horny, craving women of all shapes and sizes. That's right—just about any female creature with tits and a vagina seemed to be fair game. Chitchatting in the kitchen on the evening in question were...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - In Spring 1985, handsome 19-year-old Italian-American Vinnie stays for the weekend with his best friend Paul, who lives at home with his parents and younger sister Tara, a high school senior aged 18. It would seem that Vinnie, known for his eye for the ladies, will behave himself when left alone with Tara, as although pretty she...
Today was another day on Her leash. We had met in a hotel on the east side of town, a decent one, but certainly not a 4-star establishment. I started the usual way, stripping down in front of her while she stood in front of me, holding my personalized black collar leash. When I was naked, She reached into the back pocket of her crisp blue jeans and pulled...
This is a fictitious story- well, partly anyway. Needless to say, any resemblance to any location or people is purely coincidental... Extracts from a Pee- Watcher's Diary 1. WATCHING ANNIE PEE I first met Annie years ago when I was 18, and working on a local farm. She owned a riding school next to the farm, and was always popping in for something or anoth...
This is straight up fetish nastiness, along the lines of "Margery" and "Maddy". There is no sensitive story telling. In fact, there's nothing redeeming here whatsoever. There is nothing remotely realistic here, despite there being several autobiographical ideas in this. But still: There's piss and poop in this story. Don't read further if toilet slavery bot...
Kneeling on the floor beside the toilet, dressed in lingerie and wearing pink lipstick waiting for the door to open, my mind kept going around in circles to what led me here, wondering if I could have done anything different to prevent it. I remembered sitting on the toilet earlier today looking at my bright pink nylon and white lace panties, resisting the...
DISCLAIMER - All people and events described in this story are fictional, and any similarity to real people living or dead is entirely coincidental. Any characters involved in sexual situations and voyeurism are 18-years-old and over. I intend to write most of my stories in the past, and this one takes place in 1993. I hope you enjoy it. ***** STEVE COLLI...
Author's note: this story follows on from the earlier "To Take Advantage" stories. You might want to read them first! ***** There was a quiet murmur of conversation in the restaurant, underscored by the light percussive tinkle of cutlery on crockery. The pervasive atmosphere was of people luxuriating in comfortable surroundings, elegant wine and fine dinin...
Syd woke in the middle of the night soaked in sweat. His whole body felt heavy and he had chills. Before he had time to process what was happening, he was gagging harshly and then he was flying into a sitting position in time to hurl a wave of thick white liquid all over his comforter. It burned coming up and he didn't feel any better. He felt another big wa...