Pandora never washed before work. She liked to smell of sex while she stood naked in front of the young male university students. She liked to watch them blush and hide behind their easels while they caught the scent of the delights they had not yet tasted in their young virgin lives. Malevolently she liked making eye contact with them, observing their eye...
I'm a first year Medical student who to say the least has an attention span of a goldfish, I often sit in my lectures or labs dreaming and fantasizing about my lecturer. She's, to my estimation is about thirty years of age but no normal thirty-year-old. She's about 5,9"; the longest sexiest legs that are always topped off with luscious stockings that she rep...
Alone in a room smothered by darkness, with only torrential rain beating against the window breaking the silence, Simon Matthews lay back on his couch. Not for the first time in recent months, he succumbed to his overwhelming feeling of paralysis. He'd been plagued with a bad lower back for months, but recently the pain's severity had increased, managing to...
Disclaimer: All participants in the story are aged 18 years or older. I've written it as if I was still a mere 19 year old boy 28 years ago, starting out on becoming a man. Comments are appreciated. Part fantasy, part fact. ***** ...The doorbell rang and my heart jumped. It had been racing all day just at the thought of you coming over. I literally raced t...
The fourth day since Jason's arrival began, and Alex had a hefty morning to early afternoon shift to endure, and Josh was to be on patrol for most of the day. Deciding that I should probably get my ass out of bed, since it was nearing 12pm, with the sun burning bright and steadily from my bedroom window, I dress and decidedly walk down to the cafe through th...
You are in a deep dream when suddenly you feel a mysterious presence. You strangely feel at peace, but at the same time vulnerable, eventually this presence speaks. "You Are about to enter an alternate reality that is very different from your own. In your own world, you were raised since around two years old to pee into a strange bowl under a seat like...
Neil stood helplessly in the cell, corseted and in severe head bondage, his hands cuffed to his slave collar, unable to influence anything to change his state of sensory deprivation and utter despair. There was no sight, no sound except his heartbeat and breathing, no taste but rubber, no smell but leather, and no feeling except the cold concrete floor benea...
17. Returning home. "The final morning, your last breakfast here, don't miss it," Jennifer called out to the girls. They all got up, and had their breakfast. Everybody was quiet, they were all impressed by the past week, and looking forward to going back home. They did not say much, no-one knew what to say. It was all just so surreal in a way, the time the...
George's Return Needless to say it was not a particularly productive day. I was preoccupied with what had happened the night before and what lay in store. The day dragged on and I was over the moon when I was able to leave at four. Back at the flat I restored the guestroom to a state of normality and consigned the soiled sheets to the washing machine and t...
I'm running for the train carrying bags of Christmas shopping, flying along the platform and in through the doors as the whistle blows. I find myself a seat at a table, and as I struggle with the bags in the overhead storage, I notice the strong shoulders of the man in the seat opposite me. Immediately intrigued, I try and catch a sideways glance as I sit do...