It has been a long, hot day by the time I push open my front door and trudge up the stairs to my apartment. I forgot to turn the air conditioner on, so the room is beyond warm and stuffy. I drop my purse onto the couch and make my way to my small window unit. I flip a few switches and wait for the usual hum of the condenser to tell me everything is running....
Chapter 9 - Dead or Alive The large domed stadium of the Nexius Cley Holo-Arena was packed with spectators. It was a sea of mostly black jackets that encircled the centre stage, a large round platform where a twenty foot tall holographic blonde woman in only black stockings and high-heels was dancing around a pole. There was a roar of noise around the pla...
Disclaimer I am writing this short story in response to some feedback and requests I received since publishing 'Thank you god' some time ago. It follows my thoughts; feelings, and writing process, while putting one of my fantasies into words. Though my other stories (which I am yet to write) are works of complete fiction, this short story is the exception....
The story of my life – I'll call myself "Alicia Moore," not my real name – since I turned 19 is proof that truth is stranger than fiction. Undoubtedly part of the bad things that happened to me were due to the fact that at 19 I was a completely confrontation-averse person who had led a sheltered life, and maybe could even be described as a milquetoast; but m...
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...
I wake up rather grumpy in the mornings. This particular day seems to be worse. I lovingly roll over and look down at my slave laying on the floor looking so pitiful and helpless. He is wearing the rope waist harness I bound him in the night before. His wrists and ankles are bound in leather cuffs. His wrists are attached to his ankles by a long chain. The...
I was going out on a date with a girl I had been dating for a few weeks. She was nice and pretty and I like being with her, but she didn't do it all for me. But I like to date and fuck so... She got into my truck "hey we are going to meet my friends tonight." "Do they have big titties?" She just stared at me. "It was a joke." I said and then quietly to m...
You know that feeling when you finally exit the gym after a long day of training, fighting and keeping your personal coach Adrianne off of your dick because she is madly in love with it and she'd like to just simply suck your balls out through your urethra and chew on them with the most orgasmic expression possible? Yup, I know that feeling too well. My na...
Walking into the gym was the greatest feeling. My muscles were flexed and I looked amazing. My name is Brock. I'm 26 years old, 6'2, 230 lbs of pure muscle. My girlfriend, Katie, is next to me. A dazzling sexy blonde girl who is 25 years old, 5'8 and has a fit sexy body as well. She weighs about 140 lbs and has the sexiest 32DD breasts one could see! Howeve...
I enter the tall office block, and nod to the security guard as I make my way over to the lifts. I call the lift and wait for it to arrive. The doors slide open and I step inside and press the button for the floor I require. The doors slide shut, and I look down at my dress and smooth it down with my hands. I can feel the tops of my stockings as I slide...