*Leon walked into Professor Oak's lab, his heart racing with excitement for his very first Pokémon journey. He had dreamed of this moment for years, ever since he was a kid watching other trainers roam freely with their teams. Now, finally, it was his turn.* "Professor Oak, I'm here to start my adventure!" *he declared proudly, his dark skin gliste...
The market was hot, the sun beating down over the tented booths that displayed their wares. Some merchants were selling handmade, high end jewelry, each piece costing more than most houses. Other merchants were selling silver spoon sets, tea sets, and other such things which were meant for only the wealthy. However, most of the merchants were selling us. H...
It has been some time since my last submission. Not that a few episodes haven't been worthy of writing for others to read, rather the simple fact nothing which inspired me to transcribe. Until this one... For Stacy's birthday, I got her a gift any mid 30's wife of 3 would want, a personal trainer. Before any of you say "how romantic" this was an agreed upon...
The snow is starting to fall and the TV plays softly in the background, the flickering light of the images the only light in the room. I lay back, thinking of You, of this gift that You have given me. My body trembles lightly as my hands move over my breasts and stomach and thighs. My fingers comb through the thick hair at my sex, thinking of how my body bel...
This is a work of fiction. The characters and events in this story are not real, although some of the characters have been loosely patterned after people I know. I've chosen to list this story in the Sci-Fi/Fantasy category since that's where it seems to fit best to me. There will be a substantial amount of BDSM in the story however; just a friendly warning...
Edited by JonB1969 with thanks Emma began her work out on the cross trainer. She had made an effort with her gym gear today and was wearing tight Lycra to show off her womanly curves and voluptuous breasts. The gym was busy this evening -- lots of muscles around to keep her mind off the actual exercise she was doing. Whilst glancing around the gym she sa...
This is a work of fiction. The characters and events in this story are not real, although some of the characters have been loosely patterned after people I know or know of. I've chosen to list this story in the Sci-Fi/Fantasy category since that's where it seems to fit best to me. The reasons for this will become more apparent in later chapters. There will...
The last few weeks of my training had been completed. During that time, the number of different Masters who had spent at least one day in the reading room using me had increased to a point where I lost count. Having tried the slave with the Triskele button for themselves, some opted to use a vibrator on the little platinum ball and watch me surrender my bo...
This is a work of fiction. The characters and events in this story are not real, although some of the characters have been loosely patterned after people I know. I've chosen to list this story in the Sci-Fi/Fantasy category since that's where it seems to fit best to me. The reasons for this will become more apparent in later chapters. There will be a substa...
I was on all fours, my hands and knees resting on a thick fur rug which spread beneath me over a stone altar, in a marble columned temple. Silver cuffs on my wrists and ankles secured me there, the attachment rings passing through slits in the rug. Flaming torches burned in iron brackets on the walls, the walls themselves decorated with frescoes depicting hu...