Synopsis: In a phantasmagorical tale of sexual slavery, a mysterious man and woman, a generic sheik, twin submissives, and even some celebrities, come together in a story exploring submissive and dominant needs. Just for fun, there are many references and allegories to pop culture. It is surreal at times but it is not fantasy or a spoof. The story begins wi...
"Well lookie here..." you let out a whistle of approval as you hold the tiny ceramic figurines in front of your headlamp. They look ancient; one is an intricate carving of an impish creature, the other of some sort of demonic statuesque female. You smooth the dust off the womanly figure, revealing its faded yet uniquely ornate paint job. A strange...
My first full week as a 24/7 slave was more than I ever thought it would be. More work. More sex. More intense. More exhausting. They'd fucked me pretty hard before, but now that they totally owned me, every minute of every day, they really took every advantage. They didn't like my crummy pre-slavery apartment, so even though they'd come by when they reall...
You wake up this morning to the sight of your younger sister Sarah pulling your covers off of you. "Get up Doug, you don't want to be late for school." You get dressed for school after Sarah leaves your room. you never mind school that much, you mostly get B's and A's in your classes but given the opportunity you would like to just stay home and wa...
"Grrr..." His grin was evident in the playful growl, and even though she couldn't see him through the blindfold, she successfully evaded his grasps as they raced around the bedroom. He snapped the leash and collar to make the chain jingle as he crept up on her. She shivered and felt for the bed, climbing up to the head and drawing her knees up to her chest....
Typically, the city was quiet at 3:30 in the morning. No cars cruising around. No people out and about, or almost no people. There was one couple who were casually strolling along the vacant streets hand in hand. It was a beautiful night for a relaxing walk. The weather was just a bit too cool to count as sultry, but it was close. Perfect, even. They were en...
John Jarvis sat down in the outdoor lounge chair he kept on his front porch, took a match to his already full tobacco pipe and puffed rapidly on the stem to get it started. Soon, he had settled into slowly leisurely puffs and felt himself relax. This was one of those earned moments. A failed marriage, a dead mother and successful career had bought him retir...
Britney Foxx ducked into William Beatty's classroom as he was grading papers. To his surprise he found her hands palmed over his eyes and her busty chest smothering his neck line. "Guess who?" "Dolly Parton." He huffs sitting back to enjoy her pillows of comfort. "No silly. It's me Britney." "Aw yes. I recognize the playfulness now. To what do I owe this...
To my dear sister, I was barely able to write last night's letter, thanks to the attentions of the puppy lust sprites. They don't get tired. It's getting harder and harder to find time to write these, much less find time to get someone to send them. Still, I hope that soon they will not be needed. I think I am beginning to see how things on this Ranch work....
Author's note: This is the final chapter of The Sun I Can't See. It was originally a two parts chapter, but I merged the two into one for Literotica. So if 20000 words don't scare you, pour yourself a cup of coffee and enjoy! I would like to thank everybody who rated positively the previous chapters and left good comments. It was much appreciated. This final...