I wake up from a restful sleep and remember I'm on a plane to Hawaii. I look over to find my new friend looking at me. I ask how long I was out for and he tells me about three hours. He's smiling which I hope means I made his flight an enjoyable one. We should be landing in about half an hour and I can hardly wait to land. So much to do and I'm just not sure...
The next morning I was sore all over from the activity I had experienced last night, a good couple of fucks, some time with the ladies and of course the whipping it took in the dungeon. Rick on the other hand was well rested, not as involved as I had been, especially when I was in the women only room and he could only watch. Part of our deal was that we woul...
I have always been an inveterate journaller. I began on this journey when I was about five years old. I can remember my parents encouraging me to write something that happened during the day. It developed into a serious habit. I can't remember more than about three days where I haven't written at least something that happened to me. My story follows. It is...
Maja Allen. The bus slowed to a stop and I jumped off. There was a light drizzle and I suddenly wished I'd brought a coat. I'd just needed to get away. I walked up the neat suburban street and knocked on the door of the end house. I heard movement inside, then the door opened. "Maja! What a lovely surprise," said Albert. He shuffled back to let me in,...
Author's note: This is the second installment in the Laura the Canvas series. It is helpful to read the first in NonConsent/Reluctance section. I have migrated this one to the Fetish tag as I feel that it will be more appropriate going forward. Laura was in seventh heaven as she lay there strapped to the table. She couldn't believe that just this morning...
Whoever came up with the idea that we are alone in the universe was absolutely insane. We have never been alone in the universe—it's just that every other species in the universe knew better than to approach us. What's that old saying? The best proof that there is other intelligent life in the universe is that they haven't contacted Earth? Well, in the year...
Author's disclaimer: I consider myself an amateur. Except for the rare times I'm told to write something for work, I am an unpaid author/poet/scriptwriter. What follow are my suggestions for fellow writers who feel their conversations could use some spice. Author's warning: Vulgar language and explicit lesbian sex within! -*-*- This guide is my attempt to...
True to her word Marie brought to work a pair of pictures showing off her angel wing tattoo. I found the envelope on my desk with the note, "Don't pass these around." The photos were taken in what looked like a doctor's office, then it occurred to me that it was just a sterile, antiseptic tattoo parlor. Marie was posing away from the camera, but looking back...
I was sitting in a sort of cozy living room, many pictures of drawings or famous people getting inked were posted on the wall, and the place smelt really nice. It was a lot better than other joints I visited in the past month. Some internet sensation was tattooed here, which in any case, the place got a boost of popularity. I saw a biker and his old lady, bo...
This is the start of a multi-part run of chapters focusing on Drew and me as we get up close to my mum getting completely enamored with Drew's cousin, Brandon. Read and enjoy as my mum acts like a total slut for this young stud... and his friends. ***** (1 week later-Sunday) "Oh yeah. Yes, yes... Uh, uh uh. Fuck, fuck, that feels so good. You're hitting t...