When I walked into the house, I wasn't quiet about it. I had my earbuds in, the music screaming in my ears as I slammed the door behind me. I tossed my keys on the coffee table in front of the couch and my oversized bag that was loaded down with books I'd just checked out at the library thudded to the floor as I headed into the kitchen. After grabbing a clea...
*This is a work of pure fiction. All characters are over 18.* Living alone has brought some freedoms that I didn't have while married. I could walk around the house naked, leave the toilet seat up, and jerk off whenever I got horny. While I was married, the intimacy train left the station about 5 years before we pulled the plug, granted even when we were "i...
Michelle heard the door close and the sound of his footsteps walking into the living room. As always, she was waiting in the position he had instructed her in. She was just in front of the couch, in the middle of the carpet. With the exception of the silk scarf that covered her eyes, she was completely naked. She was on her knees and sitting back on her heel...
This chapter is part of a continuing story. Although some chapters may stand on their own, for proper character development and story line intensity, this series is a continuous story and should be read as such. It was a snug fit, but that plug had to come out. I wanted to fuck that tight ass, and to do that, the plug had to come out. So, that was the nex...
Author's note: This is my first illustrated story submission. The kink is Dom Daddy/Little Girl and all characters are over the age of eighteen. Ratings and comments are welcome. I found her in my chair, fumbling with a jeweled butt plug. Except for reading glasses and thigh-high socks, what she should have been wearing was abandoned at her perfect littl...
This chapter is part of a continuing story. Although some chapters may stand on their own, for proper character development and story line intensity, this series is a continuous story and should be read as such. (c)DVS 2006 Rita had let go of the slut. I couldn't explain that. Because, the grip she had on her before, I thought we would be forced to get a c...
He beckoned her into the bedroom and slowly she stepped through the door. Her eyes were immediately drawn to the rubber bag hanging from the bed's post, the bag's soft bulging sides giving evidence of its eminent use. She looked to Him as she drew closer, her eyes lowering just as her movement ceased, nipples puckering under His gaze. She felt the heat of he...
Beth awoke feeling satisfied, if somewhat uncomfortable and dirty. She was still on the floor, where their lovemaking with Gothar took them, but at least she was covered by a comfy blanket. "Not an early riser, are you?" Gothar's voice came from behind her as she sat up, cheekily covering herself with the blanket she slept in. "I rode practically all da...
Clothes felt good. I had been sleeping very comfortably in a pink tank top and gray yoga pants, nestled under a mess of covers. Of course, it was not to last. Christopher woke me around 10:00. By "woke," I mean that he sat down on the edge of the bed, staring at me, and I woke up because, even while sleeping soundly, I knew I was being watched. When I ope...
You are tied, face down, to the bed. Your ankles are bound to the bottom of the bed. Your wrists above your head, tied to the headboard. SMACK! You feel the sting, as the first strike hits you across the left ass cheek then quickly, a second across the right. A flurry of strikes on alternating buttocks, with each strike getting harder and harder. You bite...