This is a prologue to a sci-fi story called "The Donation". It is meant as a dystopia. Do not read this prologue or the following chapters, if you can not handle stories about a patriarchal regime. "The Gender Reconstruction Act was narrowly approved today. All remaining women's rights have been revoked. Leading feminist protesters were arrested today, on c...
The continuing saga of the trader’s assistant. He asked if everything was okay? I replied everything was fine and carried on with my filing. Jonathan and I got chatting about the trading side of the firm. He told me how his department was always at the top of the company income due to the extra support his traders got. As I got on my knees to reach a low...
Dani woke up after an extremely restful sleep. She stretched, then noticed a tray on her bedside table; at some point, Michael had brought in breakfast, a ham sandwich and some orange juice. She smiled at how thoughtful he was, then grimaced at herself. She was being held captive here against her will, why the hell was she smiling about something he did for...
We sat for a while as you stroked my face and I nestled my head on your lap, enjoying the warmth and softness of your touch. I suddenly realised that I had no idea what the time was. I hesitated but then shifted slightly to look at you. "Master? Please may I know what the time is?" "Why do you want to know?" You asked. "I know you have said that today is...
It has taken you six months of searching Internet personal ads to finally find the opportunity to have your fantasy fulfilled. Ads for gangbangs abound on the net, but for one reason or another you have declined them all; except for mine. I offer you a group of men, none of whom you will ever meet again, but who will fulfill your dream of being pleased in...
A girl's get away was how it all started. A germ of an idea that blossomed into a full blown vacation, ten days in scenic Costa Rica. Plenty of laughs, lots of fun, a completely care free time. Due to the tropical heat in the country, very little clothing was on display at the resort. In fact, after the first few days, practicality bowed to typical puritanic...
Thank God it was Friday! Ron closed the back door behind him and headed straight for the refrigerator. Before even unzipping his down jacket, he cracked open a cold beer and finished it in three long gulps. It had been a hectic week for him; the sales staff at work had caught the scent of fresh of money as the country's economy rebounded. They were accepting...
Your name is John Abrams, a young and athletic teen who’s going through big changes. As you are about to become an adult tomorrow morning, and you’re so excited. You can finally do whatever you please, talk to whoever you want, and be whatever you want. It’s all so exciting isn’t it? Though as you lay in bed at night, looking up at your ceiling. You’re scare...
I often re-read stories that I like. My bookshelves groan with the weight of books collected over the last sixty odd years. To re-read the stories from the Literotica web site needs, at the very least, a note of the titles and authors. I lost track of three stories before I started making notes! Furthermore, on holiday at our caravan there is no way of conne...
"Hello? Yes hello, I've got an enquiry to make about tickets for the festival?" my master's voice rang out, as he shot me a smirk. I was on my knees in a latex French maid dress and stockings. My caged dicklette hung naked beneath me and I waited, patiently. The material clung to my body and I felt it tight on my chest as I breathed in heavy anticipation. "...