I lay strapped down on a leather-padded bench, my ankles spread wide on its two lower arms, my upper thighs attached to sturdy straps just below my groin, my upper body strapped down by two more straps going across my shoulders and through my armpits. My head was resting on an inflated rubber pillow. I was naked and, embarrassingly for me, displaying an eigh...
My husband was on the cover of the local business journal. William was pictured sitting in a chair suitable for Buckingham Palace with the words, "Businessman of the Year," in big letters across the top. I was so proud of him that I passed out copies to everyone I knew, including most of the guys I date. One of those guys, Jeff, is in one of the pictures inc...
It's been a long winter and most of our assignments have been pretty mundane to say the least. I was hoping to get another erotic location, but once again it appeared we would actually have to work for a living. We were headed down to South America again, but this time to cover a group of monks in some hilltop monastery. They don't like visitors, and women...
She hurts me, the bitch, she hurts me, my lust for her is a vivid and insatiable pain. She is a drug, an addiction, an exquisite and unbearable need. I have to fuck her. I need to take her I need to ravage her, to rape her, to sodomise her, to fuck her face, to rampantly and continuously take her till my cum drips from every entrance to her body, till she...
Introduction This is another chapter of Chloe's story, a tale of lesbian seduction and domination starring Chloe Sharpe, an 18-year old dominant or "domme" at Woodglen High School. The chapter's a bit of an experiment, since it's a first person account told through a series of emails. The emails are from Susannah Rush, the 43-year old principal of the sch...
Part I: Acceptance I can't see; my whole head is covered; even my eyes. In the darkness I hear talking, but it is indistinct. My captors don't understand the situation they have put themselves in. I need to go home, take my meds, and do my exercises. I can't go anywhere because I'm tied, to my knowledge, a chair. From what I gather they used tie wraps, tap...
Ralph had been a long-time friend of mine for the past 7 years. Guys being guys, we had discussed everything from sports to sex. Then one evening as we were sitting at a brewpub having a beer, Ralph wistfully revealed his desire to anally fuck his wife's sexy asshole! Geez, Ralph's explicitly revealing comment was a bit uncharacteristic of his normally res...
Preface = = = = = = = = = = The conversation between Betty and Virginia in her car while they're out shopping was inspired by an recent exchange I had with one of the folks I swap email with. Thanks for the idea CC. ***** Sunday, March 25, 2012, Morning games, part one = = = = = = = = = = Friday and Saturday were pretty much normal for us, except that...
Jennifer Monroe & the Ladies -- Chapter one Jennifer held Debbie's hand as she led him down the stairs and into the finished basement. It was a large single room with a sofa, a few comfy chairs and a queen-sized bed at the far end. Seated on the sofa and chairs were five ladies, all of them dressed in corduroy outfits. Jennifer ignored them as she whisk...
Chapter 25: The Carnevale Ball All is prepared. The guests have finished their banquet and file into the ballroom to wait in excited anticipation for their host's appearance. We follow them to take up our allotted positions, still dressed in the silk cloaks and peacock, phoenix, and swan masks. I'm excited. I've heard much about the palazzo's ballroom, and...