Chapter 5: Sarah and Brian's First Game Sarah and Brian had been kept in separate kennels and had practiced at different times with the cheerleaders. Both were learning that their routine was going to be somewhat based on being chased, but neither could figure out exactly what or who was going to be chasing them. For Sarah, the ordeal seemed to be easier, a...
Gwen was feeling really tired after an exhausting day of volleyball practice. All around her people were milling towards the multiple exit doors around her; she weakly pushed past them all to get to her locker. When she finally made it to there, she found she was the only person in the aisle except for Brooke. "Hi Brook!" Gwen tried to say as cheerfully as...
A Continuation of the slave college series * Michel Jenkins and Brent McMasters were freshmen at the slave college. After just celebrating their 18th birthdays, the boys had enrolled in the school, both for the academic achievements of past graduates, and because it was rumored there were 6 girls per guy on the campus. Being boys, both were thinking it wou...
"Are you sure this is what you want, my lovely roommate?" Emily sat in her shared dorm room, looking down on the naked body of her roommate, Sarah. Both girls, having met during their first week at their new school, instantly fell in love with each other. But Emily had seen in her friend some interesting and thought provoking behaviors, and after a week, de...
"Tsk tsk, boy." he muttered, a small frown creasing the line between his brows. "You know how much I despise waste. Of course you will be cleaning that up before you are through here. And it has earned you another ten." The young man nodded his acceptance slowly even while a small whine of despair came through his nose. The skin of his ass and upper thighs...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** "Were you a good pup today, Lancey?" The whiteta...
Meri was in an orgasmic bliss as the van pulled into the coach's driveway. The probes in her bitchsuit restraints were driving her over into orgasm almost every minute, brining moans and yelps from her bound body. Meri had been forced into the humiliating bitchsuit the other day as the result of a voting event held following the cheerleaders of Slave Unive...
Tyler hated that he was wrangled into playing Santa at the stupid little kiddy party that his mom's work sponsored every year. It was hard to say no to your mother, especially when she is recently diagnosed with inoperable cancer. She used the most annoying tactic on the earth to get him to agree . . . I might not live to see another Christmas. Tyler hated t...
Puppy played hostess while Rikki and Jill disappeared to their bedroom for a few minutes. I figured they were going to get their box or something. Puppy opened a bottle of white wine Rikki had for the occasion. I thought champagne may have been a better idea as I think she had lost her party planning schism. Though Puppy told them to keep the alcohol to a mi...
It was a fairly normal encounter during fetish weekend: Two masters sitting at the bar and chatting, their subs on leashes behind them. In this case, one of them had a rubber gimp on his leash, hands chained behind its back, a gas mask with darkened lenses obscuring its features. The other one had a rubber puppy sitting at his feet, hands locked in rubber pa...