This story starts, innocently enough, with two people meeting at a place called the Tattoo Bar. It is a small place, well worn with character, built into the side of a flatiron building in an old part of Dallas. Besides an eclectic mix of customers, there were a number of things that made this place stand out as a unique part of Dallas nightlife. It was know...
Darkness is falling as Blake Irons enters the bar, quite prepared to feel disgusted as in this small town women have access to all bars. This ought to be the time when a man can tuck a few drinks away in quiet reflection without being hassled or having high-pitched laughter raping his ear channels. Blake is a thinking man, so does not come to such conclu...
She had a huge presentation to work on. Her staff had pulled in long hours, but tonight it was just going to be her and the new Quality Manager going over each slide. Although she managed most of the people at this site, he reported up a different line of management and was brought in against her recommendation. And he knew it, too. She hadn't met him yet an...
The name is Katherine Henderson. Former CEO of Henderson Fashions, a billion-dollar corporation. It's one of the most powerful companies in the world. And I was recently nominated to run it. Then, I lost control of the company after my personal life spiraled out of control. Sometimes, I miss my old life. Running the business world could be fun. The perks of...
I met her online, not on a dating website or hook up site, just Twitter. Rather open as I am, one day I decided to make a tweet concerning my fetish, simply stating, "Are there any decent submissives out there?" I didn't think anyone took anything by it, in fact, it wasn't until a few weeks later did I get direct message about it. The message was incredibly...
The Master had said to keep Alex's cock hard... He didn't say how! Alex hung on the wall exhausted, his testicles swollen from the electric shock sent through them, blood trickled down his chest from his shredded nipples, the clips still piercing them, his cock throbbed as the Gates kept him hard... the head of his cock a shiny deep purple again dripping pr...
Cold stone floor. Dark room. Her shoulders already aching from the restraints, leather wrist binders held tight with chrome buckles. A silk rope tied through the silver D-rings attached to large bolts in the floor. Holding her arms out at an angle from her body, she kneels naked, vulnerable and unable to move. Her knees pressing into the cold stone floor, mi...
Malevolence knew she had fucked up good this time. She winced as she sat in the corner of her room, staring at the white wash walls. Her mahogany hair was pulled back in a long ponytail, and she was tempted to release it, to hide her shame. She remembered her master's warning however, and she sat still. She had disobeyed him and was in enough trouble already...
"Go on, go on. No one's looking." Betty quiveringly drew in a deep breath and held it in her lungs. Why was her friend asking her to do this? Was it part of some kind of game? It seemed so weird, but she couldn't bring it upon herself to protest. It was hard to say no to Eugenia. She exhaled, then clutched the sides of her skirt and began to lift it up. A...
Sometimes I think my parents should have named me Eykan, rather than Eukan. Since I was old enough to get an erection, I have masturbated one or more times a day, three hundred sixty-five days a year. I don't know how much semen I have spilled, but I'm sure that were every sperm in it had impregnated a woman, the earth would not be big enough to hold all of...