"Ten strokes to each buttock. Count them, slave." I could barely get out "Yes, Mistress, " before she started, ten hard strokes to my left cheek in quick succession. I winced from the white hot pain she inflicted. Mercifully, it was over quickly. "Mmm...that's looking nice and red.....and now the other side..." She did not move, simply reached around and...
Gray had a stiff erection as he witnessed the transformation of submissive male to a more than passable female; it was not the transsexual form that excited him, so much as the crushing dominance of the women in their complete remodelling of the male persona, and the profound pleasure they showed in destroying the will. As Elsa whimpered like the girl she no...
M pressed a button on her desk and the video began running again, she and Miss Moneypenny watched in growing disbelief as the action unfolded onscreen. The film panned out from a close up of James Bond's face to show him kneeling stark naked on a marble floor. He was not tied or shackled in any way, just kneeling there, waiting. A voice M recognised spoke o...
CJ was like hundreds of other young black men in the cities across the country. He went to school, got decent grades, played on the high school sports teams, and had a pretty girlfriend, and thought about sex ever 4 seconds. Where CJ differed from the norm, was in what he was thinking about. CJ was introduced to sex very early by a babysitter with emotional...
There is an old saying; you don't cheat the hang man. So, when my husband was convicted of assault and sentenced to hang, I felt like my whole world was crumbling at my feet. I had to get him out of the noose and the only way I saw this happening was to offer another body in his stead, my body. So the night before the hanging I waited until my husband was fa...
I tripped over a tree root, stumbled, fell, and scraped my knee. I inhaled the dank peatness of the mossy ground, still covered with last fall's leaves, just inches away from my nose. "Move, keep moving," I told to myself. The pain kept me motivated. I got back up, and scrambled through the brush. I couldn't tell which way I was going, but I knew he was comi...
This chapter is a departure from what you are used to reading from me. I have to warn you that it contains graphic violence. I thought long and hard about what went into this chapter and actually scaled it back from what I had originally written. This is the first time I have written a chapter that is this dark. I look forward to reading comments as to how i...
Note: All people are of age in this story, and I got this idea from a Manga, see my previous stories for the Authors name. ***** John was lying comfortable in bed. He hadn't quite woken up yet, but the morning light shining through the window had started to rouse him from slumber. He was having a pleasant dream of being in a massage parlor. Finely John...
Further confident and severe looking women arrived, smiling and sneering at the gimp, and pointing at me contemptuously. My erection raged as I watched the superbly dominant Arabella stride positively toward the cellar door; her willing gimp, the once proud and dignified headmaster, on all fours with a tail swinging from his plug. The women laughed at him an...
The Hangman Cometh: A correction By Woodmanone Copyright February, 2013 (This is a reposting of the original story. There was a problem when I posted the continuation of the story called The Hangman Cometh: Tyler Rawlings. I'd had problems posting Part 2 and apparently the webmaster misunderstood the email concerning those problems and replaceed the first...