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Mistress and Commander Ch. 03

by estragon on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Mistress and Commander - Make and Mend Both Dread Sovereign and her crew took a good pasting in a recent storm. And they all, the ship and her crew, need some shore leave. So this is an intermezzo in Mistress and Commander-To the End of the World. Again, strokers, this is not your kind of story. The thin dawn rising on Port Stanley at the edge of winter ke...

Little Lucy and the Big Bad Wolf Ch. 05

by H_Bateman on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

*The penultimate chapter. Contains a watersports sex scene before a cliffhanger which will lead us nicely into the final part where the characters will meet their destiny. Comments are welcome, as always. * The sensation of sunlight struck her cheek and Lucy slowly opened her eyes. With a sluggish stretch of her limbs she spread herself across the white s...

Mrs. O'Malley's Golden Juices Ch. 10

by milfleglover on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

Susan O'Malley was never much of a housekeeper. She was, however, the best at dominating men, and women, young and old, delighting in bending them to her ways, usually a process that involved forcing them to drink her hot piss. Not usually - always. She loved exploiting the weaknesses of others. It played to her sexually controlling nature. Today, for exa...

Dream Raider, Episode 01

by Christian Black on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I saw her for the first time doing laps in the Y swimming pool. She was a good swimmer, that's what first caught my attention. A sleek woman in a lemon-colored one-piece swimsuit, cutting through the water like an arrow. Strong, efficient strokes. Powerful scissoring kicks which seemed not to splash. Rapid flipping turns at the end of each lap, without a mot...

Creamy Island Ch. 23

by AsheramL on Mar 20, 2018
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 23 : Black Heart Aiya had guessed right when she figured the Doctor was more than egotistical enough to torture others for her own behalf. Half the people who worked for her were already blackmailed into the situation. If it weren't for her extensive connections, there probably would have been a mass uprising at some point, however, Ezenia was more...

I Belong to You

by zenithoclock on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

My favorite part of submitting to you is the feeling I get when I think of belonging to you master. When I imagine being with you everyday and you taking care of all my needs I feel happier than I ever have in my life. I dream of waiting for you to return from work, with me naked and shackled kneeling on the floor. I imagine myself crawling languidly to you...

Saturday's Serendipty

by 1965Squash on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

Its 3am and I am wide awake. I shouldn't be. As a man of fifty years, and after what had transpired today I should be out like a broken light. But I am not. No, I simply cannot close my eyes. My mind is too damn wide awake, confused, satisfied, filled with awe, and an ear to ear smile emblazoned across my face. Perhaps I should begin where it all began. I...

Sentimental Education

by istanbulnoir on Dec 24, 2019
Mature

I saw her at the bar when I walked in. There was a white spotlight behind the bar above the bottles in the rack on the wall. She must have sat there on purpose; but then again maybe not. She was not subtle to look at; but never underestimate a woman like her. There was just enough doubt that it might have been accidental. The ambiguity augmented her. The pl...

Job's Trials

by cpete on Sep 25, 2017
Loving Wives

Again special thanks to Editor Dave T, who for reasons, only God knows, continues 'the-root-canal- without-anesthetic 'like experience of trying to make my chicken scratch resemble something readable. All and any errors are mine. ++++ "Seriously? You are firing me? You have got to be kidding." My soon to be ex-boss was sweating a bit around the bald sp...

Good Morning?

by Lloyd2004 on Sep 26, 2017
Fetish

Lovely morning? Well it was until I woke up to the sound of a howling wind blowing through the house. Dust everywhere. That awful red dust, that comes from the ploughed red soil country of the property over the river. If you get it on white clothes it is almost impossible to get out. What a mistake it was to leave the doors and windows open last night. B...