I could feel my limbs being moved into place. Arms pulled my legs apart and the insides of her feet were placed inside cold. I couldn't tell what. Only the tiny part of my brain hidden away wanted to look. To know what was going to happen next. But the rest of my thoughts knew what would happen. It had happened before, many times, before I had been domiciled...
This is about the sixth time I've been sitting in this exact seat, in this exact club, waiting. I took me this long to figure out the schematics before I made a fatal error. I never make fatal errors, and I wasn't about to ruin my record here. I arrived here a few weeks ago, on my birthday; at least it's to believe I was "born" on that day. I had been indulg...
Lindsey had never in her life known such an elegant and powerful man. He didn't walk; even when casually crossing the grass with her, he strode. Although he had himself suggested the stroll through Central Park, there was an edge to his demeanor. She could tell he had a purpose beyond seeing her for the first time in the sunlight. She lengthened her stride a...
I sat in the car, eyes half closed, drifting in and out of my memories of the day.My body was sore, stretched.There seemed no need to talk, although there were questions I had, concerns I kept pushing to the back of my mind. "You were wonderful sucking him off," He said, "down on your knees in the garage like a good slut. And I know you enjoyed sharing my c...
Malevolence knew she had fucked up good this time. She winced as she sat in the corner of her room, staring at the white wash walls. Her mahogany hair was pulled back in a long ponytail, and she was tempted to release it, to hide her shame. She remembered her master's warning however, and she sat still. She had disobeyed him and was in enough trouble already...
If you are looking for a sexy story this essay is not for you. This is more of a theoretical essay based on the author's beliefs. ***** Everyone has sex fantasies of some sort, but with men there are two fantasies that most men have at least at some point in their lives which could be seen as immoral or even illegal. Those two fantasies I will broadly call...
I constantly thought about how feminine and desirable men might make me feel if they looked at me as a girl. I decided that the only way I would ever find out was to stop dressing privately at home and go out into the real world as a woman. I had lots of dresses and lingerie, but I just had to get some new clothes for this excursion. I went shopping, and I...
J I had no real idea of what lay ahead but I knew it was going to be something exacting. Andrew was alone at home, and he told me to be ready for him at 7.00pm when he would pick me up. I saw the headlights of his car light up the wall. He was here. I picked up my overnight bag and dashed to the door, realising at the last minute that I still had my knicke...
I'm sure everyone is familiar with the phrase, 'married, but not buried.' As I can personally attest, even the most faithful husband is not blind to the beauty and charms of other women. The engine that drives male lust tends to run on automatic. At the very least, I offer this as some excuse for what I am about to confess. I do have a roving eye, not to me...
Who else knows? How could anyone else know? But you're pretty damn sure you do. As you re-read the text I have typed, there is no question in your mind that sharing an online class with me is going to have more sexual innuendos in the weeks ahead. This first reference was guised as an editorial opinion about national policies "that bind us, as if we were han...