You may have noticed that Because of Calan was removed. Well I'm having trouble continuing the story without becoming too typical, but I'm working on it to bring it back. As a replacement I decided to give ya'll a new paranormal story and I hope you like it!!! N.A.O. "My son!" The king yelled in anguish as he reached out his arms as if they could reach hi...
You'd better be over eighteen if you are about to read this – all of the characters in the store are. It follows on from part1, of course, and part 3 will be along later. I slept between my lovely satin sheets on my second night at the Gordons' Mansion, my back still sore from my whipping, my anus stretched and aching with the unfamiliar intrusion of the bu...
The bells ring and the crowd cheers. The bells ring and Mistress is disappointed. A fine, silk blindfold covered my eyes. A ruffle of big skirts under big dresses, the click of heels on the marble floor and the whipping of capes against men's backs are all I hear. The smell of sex, sweat and champagne fills my nostrils. The bells mustn't move. I mustn't m...
This is my first story ever, i don't know much about story writing, forgive me. ------------------------------------------------- Neil started his day like he normally would, toilet, breakfast, school. Neil is now 18, his parents died in a car crash 3 months ago. His father, Ryan Goldsteen, was an investment banker and had invested very wisely, allowing Ne...
Father Gunther smiled and turned the vibrator off, setting it on the table. "Let us get you ready then," he said. "And get you out of those clothes." He came over to Eden, taking the back of her chair and pulled her rearward. When she looked to either side she noticed something. Gunther or his agents had been busy. There were two thick poles now anchored...
Nat Cameron is a pseudonym. In 2014, Nat published a short novel called Lost and Found. The book begins to explore the fantasies of one of the main characters. These stories take those fantasies and run with them...enjoy! ***** gigi awakes to the sound of the lock scraping against the metal of her cage. As she opens her eyes and looks up, she sees Mistress...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = It's so nice to be insane No one asks you to explain Radio by your side, Angie Baby Angie Baby, you're a special lady Living in a world of make-believe Well, maybe... Well, maybe... From the song "Angie Baby" written by Alan O'Day and sung by Helen Reddy in 1974 This series of stories...
Dawn forced herself to turn away from the door to Charles' cabin. Part of her wanted to eaves drop upon the heated exchange between Olivia and Charles, she was sure would erupt immediately. Knowing Charles' wrath she turned away, confident that she would see the end result shortly. Confident too, that Charles would have the woman put into her place, guest, o...
"What the fuck am I thinking?" I ask myself aloud in the car as I drive down to the hotel where I was ordered by my Dom to meet him and his best friend for my first threesome. As nervous and afraid as I am to be doing this for and with my master, I can't stop the wetness pooling between my legs every time I think about having two men deep inside of me. I ha...
I was still damp from a shower; barefoot with no shirt wearing a pair of well worn, but freshly cleaned red sweat pants when the doorbell rang. I scowled across the room at the front door. I had gone on my first twenty mile run that day, I was exhausted and none of my friends would come over without calling first. I did not want to listen to someone ask me i...