Chapter 1 of a new series. Katy invites her friend Kristen to go on an unusual cruise with her in the Mediterranean. Kristen's wonderful husband, Carl, says she can go with his blessing. Note: This story is entirely fictional written for readers' enjoyment, and bears no resemblance to any people living or dead. * Kristen sighed quietly to herself with di...
I'm sitting at a drawing board in a musty classroom, inhaling charcoal dust and acrylic paint and the emanations of tobacco-soaked pea coats. My hands are quivering slightly as I anticipate the moment—not more than minutes away now—when the love of my life will uncover her nudity before me, and before a small congregation of unwashed lesbians and bearded mor...
Introduction: Unlike some of the things we will post, this is a true thing. We (husband and I) think it’s really simple: cucking is about betrayal. And betrayal is wrong and is evil and evil is erotic. The number of times I’ve looked right into his eyes while getting fucked by someone else. Wow! I’m lying back there getting fucked, or with some guy’s cock...
"how to plant a post-hypnotic suggestion" -- I typed those words into the search bar and hit Enter. I scrolled through the results, a lot of websites about hypnosis, but nothing looked like just what I wanted. I clicked on a few links, and did some reading about post-hypnotic suggestion in general, but what I was really looking for was a quick and easy way...
Chapter 1: Meeting Mistress Sarah Joe's heart pounded fiercely as he stood at the door to his Mistress's house. He did not expect to be so nervous at his first meeting with her. After all he had known her for over a year. Mistress Sarah had been gracious enough to allow him into her world. He was fortunate to fall under the control of such a beautiful domin...
Paulina was having a party with the people she met on the beach. She didn't care how much damage she did to the assets of house, or the new Mercedes, or the murals hanging on the wall, or any of the other possessions they may have once shared. Those things were now like her heart, her mouth, her liver or her sweet, rounded ass, or the smooth, well-trimmed pu...
The semester had been going well up till now. You knew from the beginning it would be so hard getting back into the swing of things after such a long absence from school. But you are determined to see it through. "I must be mad" you chuckle to yourself as your car pulls into the last space in the lot "again". When will you learn to leave the house earlier an...
It was the first Saturday of spring, and it couldn't have come soon enough. It is rare that the calendar agrees with the weather, and, indeed, that Saturday is the only first day of spring that I can remember where such a match occurred. I was ready for spring, as I always am by winter's ebb. My lifelong friend Jake was joining me for an afternoon picnic a...
It is that time of year again. Last year was my first visit to “the grand party” with my then “male companion”. This year, I am told that I am allowed to invite a new attendee of my choosing to involve in the festivities. I am so excited as I dial your number to ask if you wish to join me this year. You answer the phone and I begin by simply saying, “How wo...
Foreword and disclaimers: I tried to write a tale that is as faithful as possible to the series we all love. The events taking place are set after season six: the excellent Dark Willow season. In writing this story, or rather arc of stories, I tried to incorporate as much of the Buffy-verse as possible and let the storyline and characters remain as close to...