I had just begun a relationship with a man. Everyone at work calls him Sodium, the nickname I had given him. Just like the element, Sodium is a shiny white metal that is extremely reactive and explosive when mixed with water, yet when mixed with chlorine gas, that same metal reacts to form the most essential spice of life: Salt. And acting very much like the...
She turns her head toward the door...eyes meeting Masters. He nods toward the door, his face a mixture of sternness and evil pleasure. She nods, rising from her knees. She tosses her hair back, opens the door, her jaw tightens at the sight of 4 more black men of various sizes. She gulps...pulls the door open. "Please, please come in." The men squeeze thru...
It was Sarah's 19th birthday. She had just had a fight with her father and run out of the cottage. She went down the old brick path and just kept running. An hour or so passed when she realized that she was not sure of where she was and was definitely not sure of where she was going. Her long hair was blowing straight out as she walked into the wind and up t...
Sitting on the back porch, Andrew sips His coffee, remaining quite dry as a cool spring shower falls upon the mountainside. Between the coffee, the sound of the rain, and the sight before him, the morning is definitely quite pleasant. Perhaps thirty feet away, kneeling in the grass, josephina fondles herself, as previously instructed. her clothes are soake...
He came from a bottle. No, you heard me right, a real life twenty-first century genie in a bottle found discarded at the side of the road. At first glance, it resembled a phallic, pinkish-peach flower vase. Even the base was like ceramic testicles. I picked it up and even though it was a cool summer morning, nothing like the humid Georgia heat that would com...
Anonymous in the USA, finding himself/herself awake, hoicked into a spittoon which was a half-finished jam jar and scratched mushrooms under both armpits. Who in the world should Anonymous lampooned or harpooned today? Slipping on two knuckledusters and then, awkwardly, spiked underpants, Anonymous staggered to the latrine and urinated the $100 bottle of F...
Nicole had just started going through this process, but already she was troubled. Mainly because of the memory—or the hazy impression that passed for a memory—that swept her like an odorous breeze as Mr. Nickerson asked her the question again. "Nicole, has a man ever touched your pussy?" He sized her up with unreadable eyes. "Obviously, I don't mean your d...
This Episode: A Chance Encounter - Part Three Masters is the name. Cindy Masters. I'm a detective. I get $50 a day and expenses, $75 if I can get it. I lay back on the weight bench and placed my feet behind the leg brace for a few chest flies. My eyes darted about the room like a fly looking for a warm beer. Glancing down between my legs, the mound made...
Today's assignment from my Master was to conduct seven 99% near-cums between the hours of 12:00 pm to 7:00 pm on a dreary snow-falling Saturday. Sir also told his slave to keep thinking about the subject from the prior night, which was a possible bondage predicament scenario. The following is the journal submitted to my Master: Saturday, February 16, 2013...
The Photo Album Ch. 03 Please read Chapters 1 and 2 before this next section. Dinner Photo 1 The wall clock says 7 pm. The chair holds a large black penis gag with leather straps. How did S. spend the afternoon? Did she rest in bed as thick pieces of dried spunk on her face, tits and belly cracked and fell onto the expensive sheets. Did she relive the d...