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Island Discipline Ch. 20

by Cyberdiva68 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

When Sue opened the door to Kristy's room the next morning, she was shocked at the sight that greeted her. Kristy was sprawled on the bed, hair in disarray, covered in cum, her body shivering uncontrollably. Her skin has a grey tinge to it and her eyes were glazed & puffy. "What's happened?" Sue demanded. Kristy wearily raised her head to look at her Mistr...

The Slave Ch. 04

by Zoeeee on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Darla got the attention of the ladies and had them resume their seats on the sofas circling the slave. He has become uncomfortable on the exam table, restrained with his legs spread wide in the stirrups. The slave was returned with his cock and balls red and raw from over use during the last twenty-four hours. His balls were empty of the saline solution whic...

Frat Boy Games Ch. 1

by LansaraStar on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The game was an annual Pledge Week Ritual. Every year, the new pledges would prove themselves, their right to be in the Frat. The test was the same every year, with just a different woman. The woman was chosen based on her measurements and whether or not she was a "Queen." This year it was Anna. Anna was chosen because of her coldness. She was beautiful, bu...

The Temp Ch. 2

by *Eve* on Sep 15, 2017
Interracial Love

He got no work done for the rest of the week. Each day her outfits would be a bit more daring. He would sit at his desk imagining himself running his tongue over the smooth plains of her chocolate body. He thought of little else and knew that something would soon have to be done. Several of the other lawyers at the firm had commented on how indecent her atti...

Off Menu Pt. 02

by Barefootaaron on Sep 19, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Part 2 - A Plan Comes Together 22 The foursome walked together out of the dining room and through the marble foyer to the exit where a man in a sharp black uniform held open the ornate door. An evening breeze filled their lungs as they walked down a wide staircase to a dark sedan waiting on the street. Mark got into the front and let Jason ride in the back...

No Longer a Slave

by viridia on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

My breasts rise out of the hot water in the tub. On my skin I can feel the water level rising. Right now the water level is just touching the soft morph-zone where the skin goes from back-skin to breast-skin. I push my thighs down to the very bottom of the tub and then raise them. I love the small waves of wet heat this causes. I can feel the water move down...

Andi Becomes a Stripper Pt. 02

by bikeymoy on Jan 28, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Andi had the surgery, indeed having had the 600cc high profile saline implants installed. They were fabulously big and round and awe inspiring, but I couldn't help but think they were a big mistake. I mean, once her modeling ended (I figured in a few years or sooner) and teaching began, she'd look ridiculous. What principal would put her in charge of teachin...

A Useful Garment

by flatliner on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

He held her hand as they walked the beach barefoot in the late evening of a late summer in the late middle of their lives. The dunes, soft reclining bodies, glowed orange, The white froth of spent wavelets hissed between their toes. Deep green waves rose and briefly foamed only to subside, unnoticed, as the broad Atlantic caressed the Georgia coastline, each...

Anal Punishment Ch. 02

by VictoriaCollins on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Maybe half a quart of soapy water has emptied into my husband's rectum when I adjust the valve to stop the water. I sit next to my husband's head and remove the headphones that have kept him for hearing anything over the last hour and a half. I rub his stomach in a circular motion to help him take the enema. "I know you are scared. Right now you are getting...

On the Public Bus

by MsWriter26 on Sep 11, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It was another freezing January evening in Manhattan and Camelia couldn't wait to get home. Clutching her Gucci handbag firmly and clicking her Prada stilettos maniacally against the concrete, she waited for the public bus to arrive. She normally took a cab, but, inexplicably, she wanted to take the public bus today. Perhaps her lapsed choice in public trans...