(Authoress Note: All disclaimers regarding characters, age appropriateness etc are in effect. This piece is about humiliation, degradation and other XXXX sexuality. I am sorry to those who wish me to write a love story and this is in no way meant to deride anyone's sexuality, gender preference. But, this is a very raw and hard piece. So, if you read it I hop...
It really all just started on accident one day. The moon and stars just happened to align perfectly, and the resulting chain reaction miraculously lead to a repeating trend under the right occasional circumstances that I would find extremely erotic years later, and which paradoxically saved a relationship. It's fascinating, and perhaps even a little bit frig...
Julia's seat gently vibrated. She closed her eyes to enjoy the delicate tingle on her spine as the wings extended out of the Humming Bird 709, a small seater that fit twelve people for those places that were rarely traveled to. The orientation of the spacecraft reconfigured from shooting through space like a rocket to that of an airplane to glide down to the...
Again under no circumstances read this story if you find anything offensive about chapters 1 or 2. As I lay there paralysed it was impossible to know just how much I had swallowed, all I knew was that I never felt so low and yet to my infinite shame so high. I could feel the shit in every orifice of my body, slithering down my throat throughout my body, s...
Strong credit histories and a well-presented pitch were enough for Samantha and Lindsey to get a loan to open their club. Lindsey had recently received her MBA and was excited to bring her business smarts and her pooping love together. Samantha knew she was the right person to work with, as she wasn't going to let anything unacceptable slip by. Finding a ve...
In the morning Dale required a quick blow job before he let me go. At about 5:50, I bolted out of the cab of his truck like a bat out of hell, laptop under my arm, and raced to my parents' car to drive home. When spring semester started and we were back at TU, I resumed my hellish existence as Tyler's (and Shelly's) complete and total slave - or, "good frie...
Chapter One – Wake Up Call The alarm went off and I groped for the "snooze" switch out of habit. Then I remembered that I had day maid duty today and sleepily rolled out of bed. Wandering into the bathroom, I pulled the shortie nightgown over my head and observed myself in the full-length mirror starting at my red-painted toenails. My gaze wandered up my sh...
Chapter One – Wake Up Call The alarm went off and I groped for the "snooze" switch out of habit. Then I remembered that I had day maid duty today and sleepily rolled out of bed. Wandering into the bathroom, I pulled the shortie nightgown over my head and observed myself in the full-length mirror starting at my red-painted toenails. My gaze wandered up my sh...
Disclaimer: This is a personal story. Though it may sound ludicrous at times, it is true. I have changed all the names of the participants but mine, for the sake of privacy. I am not proud of it, but I will share it anyway. Comments are very welcome. Since English is not my native language please excuse some spots that might read awkward. ***** Hello, dea...
In "The Ad: Pt. 1", I had responded to a classified ad in a local lifestyle magazine offering "Female Training". My initial visit, and the waiver I was asked to sign for admittance into the program, left little doubt about what lie ahead, and I couldn't wait to get started. Or so I thought... ***** I read the release form a hundred times. At least. Just re...