Author's note: The Depths of Depravity series is an anthology of short, stand-alone stories. They're written from a first- and second-person perspective, with the first-person character being a nameless, faceless, dominant man, and the second-person character a submissive woman. I've kept the physical descriptions of these characters as light as possible, so...
Chapter 03: Born Under a Good Sign The ride home was pleasant for me, alternating between sipping Old Grand-Dad and playing with my toys, joeie's cock and balls. He mewed with every breath, and that little sound mixed with the warmth of the bourbon reinforced my resolve to make this visit the coldest and cruelest one yet. Each time we stopped for a light I...
A couple weeks ago while my wife was enjoying her nightly bath I decided it was time for some special treatment for her and for myself. As soon as she entered the tub I entered our bedroom and started making the preparations. I lit all the candles I could find, plugged in the heating pad and set it under the covers where I intended on having her lie down. Th...
Please read Ch 1 Thanks, Tim It was a Friday night at the club and there was some kind of BDSM group from out of town having a special event. Most of the regulars had opted not to show, but the adventurous were invited via the e-mail news letter we al receive every month. I suggested we stay away but my wife Dawn just had to see what it was all about....
This is a companion piece to "Locktober Already", which introduced Marsha and Mike and their best friends, Jan and Ryan and "Locktober for Mike", which was Marsha and Mike's story. While this story is written to stand on its own, better context can be achieved by reading "Locktober Already" first and then "Locktober for Mike", or, to get the backstories, aft...
Mother slips her skirt up slow and deliberate and then with final gesture flips it up over the small of her back. She is kneeling on the couch with her knees planted in the cushions. Her arms used to steady her on the back of the couch, she pushes her rear out and arches her back, her well rounded beautiful butt on full display and pushed up high. Her sheer...
It's a cool rainy night. The rain is falling steadily yet softly right outside my window. It is one of my favorite sounds. The sound of rain falling is a very soothing yet romantic. It makes me long to be in your arms... Even though it is late I take a chance and call you and ask you if you would like to come over. To my joy you say yes, You will be right ov...
[Since this is a continuous story, reading this segment will likely be more enjoyable if you have read the preceding chapters. There's some dealing with bodily functions so if that bothers you, stop here. Some comments have been left after previous chapters that seem to reflect surprise when intimate bodily functions are featured: please do not proceed furth...
Note: Everyone is 18+ in this story. Principal Hardley strode into Nurse Johnson's office tits first. But that is how she always entered a room. Proud bosom thrust forward. Back in college, her friends would joke that her breasts got to class a minute before she did. Spotting the school's nurse daydreaming behind her desk, the principal tsk-tsk'd and walk...
This is a continuation of my story. I hope this story will continue through to completion. Please be patient with me as I am new to this. This story is about Dominance and Submission. If you do not like this topic, please look elsewhere for your reading pleasure. Please feel free to contact me with any questions or matters where you feel I may be of assist...