The sound of Belinda locking doors, turning and jangling keys had almost brought James to climax. Almost. He just needed to touch himself, but unfortunately that was impossible while his whole body was tightly shackled to the wall. His excitement was heightened by an edge of fear. Belinda had been right, if she chose never to release him, his skeleton would...
"I feel like your toy," Sam smiled as he lay on the thick cream rug. Donna just smiled back sweetly. He was naked, Donna had eagerly undressed him as soon as he had arrived an hour ago. Donna, however, was still wearing her blue jeans and black woollen top and was sitting proudly astride his waist. The television was on, but neither was really watching....
"Damn, damn, damn!" I thought to myself, "What in the world have you gotten yourself into now, girl?" I squirmed against the intense sensation of the vibrator as I felt and heard the unrelenting driving, pounding sound of the mini stallion as it forced the dildo deep inside me, then back out. Chuk-a-chuk-a-chuk-a-chuk, over and over and over, no stopping it...
Author's Note: Since being a subsequently structured story (and entirely fictional), it is strongly suggested that you begin reading this story beginning with Chapter 1. I would also like to thank all those who have left such nice comments about this story. I truly am very humbled, and will endeavor to continue in the same fashion. ***********************...
"I'm here for the tour," James said with his dangerously addictive smile. Belinda looked up from the reception desk of the old gaol. He was wearing a different suit, this one wasn't covered in dust, but otherwise he looked just as good. The punishment she'd inflicted on him on his last visit didn't seem to have affected his confidence as he sat on her desk...
That night, in complete darkness, he had removed his suit and shirt and laid them down carefully on the floor. He didn't have his phone and the complete lack of any light made his watch as good as useless. She had effectively left him in complete sensory deprivation, unable to hear or see anything. He lay down and was soon asleep. He woke at various times bu...
I met my girlfriend, Wendy a few months ago at the library where she worked while I was doing research with historical primary sources. We hit it off right away. I asked her to coffee and we were thrilled by each other's company. Later that night she invited me back to her place and we began having amazing sex as often as possible from the first exhilarating...
This story involves BDSM and crossdressing, change of lifestyle and full submission both mentally and physically. If this is not for you feel free to read elsewhere, please. As I sat there sipping my coffee, I thought about our brief email exchanges, I still knew nothing about her, and I realised that I was very nervous, how should I address her, was I goin...
Rudy stepped out of the shoe store in downtown Synecdoche with a box of new Nikes in a shopping bag. Despite the cool breeze, the sun was warm on his skin. Countless men walked down the sidewalk on both sides of Province Street leading naked women by leashes attached to collars around their necks. At numerous hitching posts all along the street, naked women...
You should never have thrown out my old leather jacket. I've had the jacket since high school. Not that I wear it all that often (it had gotten a bit too tight if you want to know the truth), and I know you've been riding me for years to get rid of it. But I never actually agreed to throw it out, and I was shocked when I went looking for it and you casually...