25 Franchises, 25 Kinks, 25 One-Shots, and 25 days till Christmas! Sort of like Kinktober, this will just be a series of story ideas with a different theme and franchise each day during December leading up until Christmas. Mostly ideas that I've had over the year but finally gotten around to writing about. Ones that probably wouldn't be interesting as full o...
Marco had summoned me to his 'chamber' as Connie had put it, with a condescending snicker as he left. There Marco stood, all in black, holding what looked like a ridding crop. Marco came forward revealing his shapely calves and bare feet, his arms seem bigger in the sleeveless hanfu shirt thing (I can never remember the name of the clothing). "Want to... p...
There's this new girl at work, they always get young people coming in, but in Ethan's line of work, they don't get women of her caliber at all. He always could find a woman outside of work, either in his private messages or after a night out in town. With deep, baby blue eyes like the darkest parts of the oceans, auburn hair clicked back and tapered at the s...
Tori Lovelace was the kind of person who didn't react to her problems in public. She got upset on her own time, away from anyone who could worry about her. Tori panicked silently. Her silent anxiety was her superpower. There were very few people who knew about her nerves, and even fewer who'd actually seen her have a panic attack. She never felt comfortable...
Hello, there. Jack Saint Pierre is the name. Who am I? The Hero of this story right here. A six-foot-tall, slender young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. And I am a very kinky guy. Just ask my girlfriend Sandra Guillaume here. The first time I laid eyes on her, I knew that she was the woman for me. I was coming...
1 (Delphine) When I was a feychild, people would tell me I was lucky. A blessed, rare, chosen little sprite. They wished they were as special as me. They would shower me with praise for the accomplishment of being born, something I had no hand in whatsoever. Until one day I realized that these were all lies. A bullshit bow on a really fucked up present...
It is late when you arrive at my home. Inviting you in, I notice you staring as I close the door behind you. It is apparent you approve of my choice of garments for this evening. Wearing only a studded black bikini top, matching crotchless panties, stockings with garters and three inch spiked heels, I walk in front of you, beckoning for you to follow. Lost i...
I was orphaned at age 11 and thereafter raised by Uncle Frank (my Mom's brother) and Aunt Viona, whom everyone called Vi. They were pretty awesome and gave me quite a bit of independence yet expected a lot from me. Uncle Frank had been an Air Force PJ, a Para Rescueman but his knees had gone out. He served locally as a Chief on the small town fire department...
The day had finally arrived, the day that I had been looking forward to for so long. Today... was the day I was going to lose my virginity! And, as the ache in my dick reminded me, it was the day my Mistress would free me from this cage. It had been a month since the unmarked box had appeared on my doorstep, a gift from my partner (and Mistress!) Elise for...
When Marjorie Etienne moved to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, from her hometown of Quartier Morin, northern Haiti, the six-foot-tall, curvaceous Haitian beauty found the place kind of lackluster. For a supposed national capital, it was kind of lacking and the locals seemed to be a bit on the boring side. Marjorie, who came to the City of Ottawa to study Nursin...