When you get home - when you step through the door ... you hear a slight sound behind you and a hand covers your eyes. You are held tight. you know that you cannot escape. You hear a voice in your ear - hot breath and a tight beard tickling the side of your neck. "Don't scream. Don't struggle. Don't resist. Just relax." You remain still as a silken scarf re...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan April 2014 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story is...
So there She lay, against his warm chest, enjoying the lingering pleasure from Her most recent orgasm. His arms were still comfortably bound, as Her plans for him were not yet done. She slowly pulled away from him, Her hair brushing over his face and chest…teasing him. She gracefully walked Her naked body across the room. he was trying to watch Her actions,...
The highways seemed to stretch straight into an unseen point into infinity. Hitch Hiking is not safe, sure, but it is the only way I can travel. I stop and work when and where I can, I do not have a car, cannot spare my meager earnings on bus fare or trains, so I am forced to live with hitch hiking. Truckers are usually safe, they are on the road for long, l...
On my way through the door I bump into an Imperial Storm Trooper in full uniform. White body armour, sharply moulded pectorals, battle helmet with black downturned mouth and intimidating demon eyes. He looks like he has just finished a shift on the Death Star marching-around-looking-bossy. As soon as he claps eyes on me, though, he lets out a girlish squeal...
I got home from work before and hurriedly prepared my little surprise, laying out everything on top of the queen size bed's comforter. I tugged off my work shirt, my belt, but left my pants on. You'd be home soon, but just the thought of what I had planned made my cock so hard and thick under my khakis and boxer briefs, I thought it'd explode in anticipation...
Copyright Oggbashan August 2005 This story is based on a 323-word story in German starting 'freitag abend 18hr' and the author has adapted the basic translation to form a new story. The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of those parts of this story that are his original work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here...
This is purely a fantasy. A short one at that, it involves Breath Play. If you don't like that... don't read. ***** I poured three glasses of wine; two white, one red. I set them on the tray spread out in a triangle. I placed an item with each glass. With the white wine, a bottle of massage oil and a vibrator. With the red wine a long scarlet silk scarf. S...
You'd decided by the 2nd full evening of our stay at the festival that I'd had enough time to acclimatize to the openness of the people and event. You could tell by our lovemaking in our tent that night that I was highly charged by the sights and sounds surrounding us, and that I needed some taming. After we'd both climaxed, as you held me in your arms, you...
You've come home from work dressed in a dark executive business suit, a soft cream silk blouse and a white silk scarf around your neck. You walk up the flight of stairs, with me in toe. you're holding my hand and I follow, smelling and sniffing your clean black suit, kissing your bottom suggestively. We slowly seductively escalate the stairs. I tug at seem...