Thank you to all those people who have taken the time and trouble to send me feedback, most of which has been positive. I have received some negative feedback and to those people I ask why do you read these stories if you don’t like the topic? Please see chapters 1 & 2 Brief summary: Marie had been to the party met Michael and spent the night with him sub...
Lana struggled futilely against the metal restraints cuffing her to the bed. Her husband had left her, naked and trapped, in this hotel room for the better part of an hour now. Jesse had clearly prepared meticulously for this event, choosing a beautifully situated bungalow to enact this cruel torture upon her. A television on the right hand side of the room...
The following story is fiction, written purely for entertainment purposes and not based on any actual event. Please enjoy reading: ***** "No One Out-Fucks Jilnar Jardaly" Hello, all you nasty little boys! This is Mistress Marie. I know that little slut Jilnar told you a filthy little story from when she was my slave-girl. Would you like to hear anothe...
Lynn lay back reflecting on the fantasy she just treated herself to. She felt a little weak in the knees from the massive orgasm she experienced just thinking about being with her husband and Storyteller that way. Exhausted, she drifted off into what she hoped would be a peaceful sleep... _____________ Lynn swallowed hard trying to take all of the cum down...
~She missed him with all her heart. A friend she'd fallen in love with. He'd fallen for her but they were separated by miles and no money. All she had now, were her dreams...~ * Night had finally fallen and tension had reached its peak. He held her hand as they walked under the clear starry sky. Her heart raced and he clearly noticed. "Relax yourself."...
The gnomish city of Sprocketville was a wondrous sight. Fluorescent signs dazzled visitors with their bright colors, attracting potential customers to purchase a few of the vendors' strange gadgets. Large machines were constantly clanging and whizzing and buzzing, some having a distinct purpose, others seemed to merely be for show. Mechanical vehicles zoomed...
It was near 5 o'clock, she was stood up at her desk. She wouldn't dare to sit down; her pussy was still soaking, and since her Daddy had stolen her panties, sitting down would make it obvious to everyone how naughty she had been. It had been more than an hour since he had gagged her with his hand, forbid her to cum, and finger-fucked her until she had to squ...
The attendant was immediately alarmed when he saw the little red convertible racing down the road and entering the gas station at significantly more than the posted speed limit of 10 mph. He gripped his broom like it might protect him from the speeding vehicle, took three quick steps towards the raised concrete island that housed the station's three pumps, a...
I'd been working as a freelance games journalist for a while, and finally I had a staff position at a decently sized publication. Problem was, I wasn't getting anywhere. The senior staff mostly got the big releases, which I was expecting, but I barely get thrown a bone. Even the interesting smaller stuff was given to the freelancers. Let's get one thing str...
Beth looked up as Andrew closed the door, running her eyes over his face and observing the cruel glint behind his spectacles. He had a medium sized brown paper bag in one hand. She jumped up from her chair and almost ran over to him. He enveloped her in his strong arms and pressed her to his body, the hardness in his trousers pressing into her belly. Beth co...