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Maid Made My Day

by Freaker23 on Sep 16, 2017
Anal

Hey guys back with a new story. I would like to thank to all those readers out there who liked my story, as you would remember, Karan, from Delhi. This story is about how I became physical with my maid whom I always thought to be a decent Indian lady. This happened when I was 20 i.e. last year. So the story starts like this.... As normal day I was lying in...

The Hardy Toys Ch. 2

by Tyjord on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Needless to say, I do not own the rights to these characters, this is a not for profit piece of fan fiction and solely the product of my imagination. * * * * * Jeff had no idea how much time had passed. His girlfriend, Trish, had left him hanging upside down from the ceiling in the basement of his own home. His body, severely bound in various rubber and l...

Chloe in Prison Ch. 06

by coniungoergosum on Sep 26, 2017
Fetish

Day Four continued. Day Five "So," said Rose a while later: "How're you feeling?" "Blitzed," I said. "Completely and utterly knocked out. And sore." "Understandable," said Rose. "But you did yourself proud in there." "Did I?" I asked. "I thought I made too much fuss." "Chloe: I've seen girls kicking and screaming and crying their eyes out during their i...

The Last Pair of Jeans Pt. 01

by Bluebiscuit167 on Oct 6, 2020
Fetish

Part 1 of a short and horny fart fetish erotica. ─────────────────────────── Scarlett felt her stomach bubbling up. She had dissolved 2 pills of the stinky peach slow 'n smooth laxative in a tall glass of warm milk (mind you this is double the recommended dose) and had been taking short swigs of it for the past half hour while lying down on the sofa readin...

Scent and Scentsibility Ch. 09

by smellathon on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

My stay in Bucharest was over. Divora had agreed to be my interpreter and assistant as we made our way to Moldova. The agents I had sent there to remote rural areas had come up trumps. Their brief was to recruit farm girls between the ages of eighteen and twenty three for the Club. The chosen girls would be trained to withstand the physical punishment and...

Men are Bastards

by B_Bailey on Sep 13, 2017
Humor & Satire

Thanks to RNebular for his editing skills. It makes an easier read when someone else proofreads my work. His skills are of a tremendous help. This is a short story of the life of a Bastard. That would be me. Not much dialogue in the story but a humorous rendition of a guy that could not keep it in his pants. Learning the hard way that maybe he really was a...

Behavior Modification Institute Ch. 07

by NancyPan on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

I had been kneeling in front of Ms. Panington for some time as she finished her breakfast of omelet, bacon, toast, and orange juice. My mind was firing in a confused fashion and I was unsure which of many thoughts, feelings, and impulses to pay attention to, and which to ignore. Fight or flight was quite pronounced and I contemplated getting up then and ther...

The Art of Scat - Q&A

by jessie2015 on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

I have received so many emails regarding my post 'The Art of Scat' where I am asked hundreds of questions that I decided to write here the most relevant ones for all of you to read as well as my answers. Thank you all for your support and interest, and very soon I will continue writing about my other experiences! 1. LadyinPink: "Did you really had to eat t...

The Perils of Greggie-Poo Ch. 02

by scatwoman on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Chapter 2: Being Neighborly To start let me give you a brief description of the both of us. If you want a more detailed description you can look at Mishi. At the time we were in our late twenties. Mishi was about 5'6" tall. She was curvy and VERY feminine. She had wavy blonde hair cut short in a bob, creamy white skin and deep blue eyes. She had a wonderful...

String! Ch. 01

by Bongwater on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I am sitting naked upon a toilet with a piece of string sticking out of my mouth. In front of me is a sturdy table. My wrists are fastened securely to this table. The string dangles down, and lies coiled loosely on the table, and I am utterly under her control. We've both shared an interest in BDSM for a long time, but I like it a lot harder than she does...