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Meeting Pearl Ch. 02

by Matttster on Apr 10, 2018
BDSM

This is a continuation of Meeting Pearl. There is sex (sort of) at the end of the chapter, but it is not a stroking type of story. It is developing the characters. If people like it, I will continue. So here it goes, I hope that you enjoy. * Waking up, I am a bit sore and realize that I am laying on something hard, I am definitely not sleeping in my bed! O...

Me and My Master: First Lesson

by Slave_Zoe on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

You are coming home after a long and hard day at work. I am waiting for you right at the front door, welcoming you with a hot, deep, and passionate kiss. My tongue deep in your mouth playing with yours. I wait while hoping so much that my Master will be in a good mood, so I will be allowed to kiss him. I am dressed only in a black silk robe. I just took a sh...

Can There Be Peace Ch. 06

by KaereniSister on May 22, 2018
Novels and Novellas

This story is copyrighted 2017 by Kaereni, may not be excerpted, reprinted, reproduced, or reposted in any form without the express written consent of the author. Visitors may read or temporarily download pages but are not permitted to modify or re-distribute them. The story may contain sexual activities and situations that are to be read only by readers ab...

Two Tourists: Tale & Sequel

by Francine-frcxa on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

This story is set in the Soviet Union, beginning in the Communist era, when two women tourists decide to ignore the rules on export of restricted items. There are consequences for both, for one humiliating and the other highly inconvenient. The story involves a sequel, when there is a return to scene at a later time. * * * * * Chapter 1 Alone at Last I...

Holding It For Anal Ramming

by amypussy on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

My husband and I have invented a little game we like to play. It starts with me asking him, "May I have permission to pee?" Sometimes he says "Yes, go ahead, honey." Sometimes he says "Not yet, hold it." And I do. I hold it. An hour or so later, I'll ask again, with bated breath, "My I go pee now, please." "I said NO!" I hold it. I Jump up and down, I...

Mother-in-Law is Disciplined Ch. 03

by tom6432 on Sep 18, 2017
Fetish

(This story is fantasy written by me for fun. It contains spanking and humiliation. Please do not read if this bothers you. All characters are 18 or older) Both of my young ladies sat in the back of the car with raised skirts, with both sets of panties down to their knees as they sat on the cool leather seats. They were wearing their punishment outfit, w...

When Women Rule Ch. 09

by lesliejones on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

Note: This series of stories does include a good deal of play involving bodily functions. Clearly, if this kind of thing offends you, these stories are not for you. "I'm afraid you misapprehend me, Denise. I was trying to give you a bit of relief. But for spurning it, you have earned a different punishment." Liz motioned to Alan. "Denise, get across his l...

Charles & Midori Pt. 03

by KingofFrogIsland on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Midori poked her head into her apartment. As she had expected, her roommate was out, probably with her boyfriend. Charles followed her in as she went into her room to change. "Don't pee here," she called to him as he sat in the living room. "You'll need a full bladder for our game." Midori walked out of her room naked and smiled at Charles on her way to th...

Lizzy P.

by Alice_in_Pervland on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

Lizzy's DaddyDom helps her through a doctor's appointment "Lizzy? Lizzy!? ELIZABETH!?" "Snnrk, hmmm? Wha?" "Why are you still sleeping? We have to get going or you'll be late for work. Get up." "I don't wanna go, Daddy. I don't feel good." "Why don't you feel good? What's wrong?" "You know..." Lizzy blushed and pulled the blankets over her face. She'd...

Watermelon Display

by The_Wolff on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

My hands were held behind me, very high. My wrists were handcuffed. A chain was connected to cuffs pulling at an angle and fixed at the ceiling, making me stand on the balls of my feet. Leaning on the chain, I was increasing the excruciating straining in my shoulders. I could see reflection of my body on the polished marble floor. A cold neon glare in Mistr...