When Jeff found himself awake at 3:00 AM, he knew in his gut something wasn't quite right. He had always slept soundly, never had any problems with insomnia... but on that night, he couldn't quite coax himself back to sleep. He looked at the digital clock on the wicker nightstand and watched it count up to 3:02, 3:03, 3:04... The green numbers glowed and shi...
Just finishing my third fuck of the night, I rolled out from under my lover, and he grinned and asked if I was ‘finally’ satisfied. I couldn’t help myself, there were times, like last night, that I was just insatiable. He was an incredible fuck, and I was always satisfied by him, eventually. But last night would not be one of those nights. And as my luck wou...
She called me, early in the afternoon, "Can you do me a favor, I'm having a party tonight and I wanted your help to serve and tend bar, Please say you will?" "Okay," I replied. We'd been friends some time, and I never minded helping out with things like this for her. "Thanks, and one more thing, would you wear the catsuit, you know which one I mean, it's a...
Note: All characters in this story are age 18 or over. This work is based on hearsay that was garnered years ago from a coworker. There can be no confirmation of any of this being true, but it does have a certain plausibility. No Longer Nervous Nancy In the story Nervous Nancy I told how as two high school seniors after considerable patience on my part, my...
"That is the biggest crock of shit I have ever heard." Tom's roommate slammed down his beer can in disgust, punctuating his disapproval with a deep belch. "You're gonna to skip out the game for a what?" "An Earth Day festival. Look Sam, I promised Sally. She'll be really pissed if I don't show up." "Pissed? You're going to have thirty frat brothers really...
This is another Real Life chronicle of my lifestyle choice as a live-in slave to Mistress. I have written this particular description at the request of a number of people who believe that my depiction of the special day I shared with Mistress (Slave Georgina's Date) would be made all the more exceptional when read against the background and knowledge of wha...
A choice of punishments? It had been 15 years since they had started tightening up the littering laws, and for the last 7 years they had been imposing prison sentences. When my bag of shopping broke, I thought I had picked it all up, but it was just my luck that a policeman found the one cybergrape I had missed. So now I was being offered a choice of pun...
It was a fairly normal encounter during fetish weekend: Two masters sitting at the bar and chatting, their subs on leashes behind them. In this case, one of them had a rubber gimp on his leash, hands chained behind its back, a gas mask with darkened lenses obscuring its features. The other one had a rubber puppy sitting at his feet, hands locked in rubber pa...
I had seen myself briefly in the mirror. My face was obscured with blck rubber, my waist, constricted in the corset was the narrow waist of a woman of a century earlier. My head was held high by the thick collar. It was not me who looked back. More than anything, it was this realisation that sent a thrill through my entire being. Master had promised me that...
Saturday, 12:00 a.m. Back at the house the girls had gotten more wasted than ever. 'Heeeeeeey!' Veronica greeted us wastedly at the door with one massive naked tit of hers hanging out of her cotton tank top, 'Iss my friends! Wassin th'bag?' 'Hey Veronica!' Jessica said, helping her put her flopping tit away, 'Lemme show you what we got!' 'Jus don' go in...