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Scold's Bridle

by BlackShanglan on Sep 19, 2017
Erotic Horror

"Go ahead. Touch it." Richard leaned over her shoulder, his breath hot by her cheek. Bridget pulled instinctively away from his rancid, scrubby beard, but she couldn't help reaching out with a horrified fascination. "Go on," Richard breathed harshly. It was cold and rough under her fingers – hard, rusted, eaten away by time and ground to dullness with...

Winston's Witch Ch. 01

by Inosolan on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Chapter 1 - Preacher's Passion {Tell us a story!} {Yeah -- we want to hear a story while we get ready to go another round!} {Make it a funny story,'cos Jo gets all weepy and forgets who she's supposed to be doing if you tell sad ones...} Most people have at least vaguely heard of the infamous Salem Witch Trials. Most people, generally, seem to have a vag...

Sarah's First Love

by abroadsword on Sep 12, 2017
First Time

The sunlight twinkled on the rippling brook as it meandered between the meadows of Caisterdale to pass beneath the old stone bridge beside the village church. Sarah sat at the brookside, her face in shadow oblivious to the scene, staring unseeing into the distance, book in hand but lost in her thoughts. She heard hooves clattering upon the gravelled path,...

Seduction at Belinda's House Ch. 17

by AndreaJordan on Mar 3, 2020
BDSM

James was exhausted after meetings in two continents over five days. He had missed Belinda, he always did, and the thought of seeing her smile loomed large as he walked up to the front door. He realised that he didn't yet have a key for the new security lock, and so had to wait patiently for her to answer the door. When she did, she was wearing only a sheer...

Last Payment

by Mr James on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Kat pushed open the door to Andrew's study. The empty chair and the desk seemed to mock her as she scanned the books lining the walls. The laptop computer he used was closed and, she assumed, locked away in one of the drawers, leaving the wooden surface bare of ornament. There was not even a sheet of paper resting on the polished top. She glanced at the cloc...

The Country Club Ch. 01

by Scorpius1945 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Mandy and Neil explore Neil's inheritance * Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living p...

The mouth whores of T

by Argos on Mar 2, 2021
BDSM

Any Resemblance to Actual Persons, Living or Dead, is Purely Coincidental The small town of T counts just 2900 inhabitants. Actual it’s not more than a village, with a limited number of shops, one restaurant and two pubs. As always in such a small, close-knit community, everyone knows each other and this provides an excellent breeding ground for the gossip c...

Seduction at the Old Gaol Ch. 09

by AndreaJordan on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

The sound of Belinda locking doors, turning and jangling keys had almost brought James to climax. Almost. He just needed to touch himself, but unfortunately that was impossible while his whole body was tightly shackled to the wall. His excitement was heightened by an edge of fear. Belinda had been right, if she chose never to release him, his skeleton would...

The Witch of Dark Hollow

by Sabledrake on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Horror

Leah. Leeeee-ah. She moaned fitfully, emerging from a sleep that felt as deep and dark as Goodman Miller's millpond. Leeee-ah. The voice, crooning. And then a laugh. A laugh that seemed familiar. High, shrill, tittering, a laugh like rusty nails and icicles. Pain. Sharp and twisting. At the tip of one breast, then the other. Leah gasped. Something w...

Seduction at the Old Gaol Ch. 02

by AndreaJordan on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

"I'm here for the tour," James said with his dangerously addictive smile. Belinda looked up from the reception desk of the old gaol. He was wearing a different suit, this one wasn't covered in dust, but otherwise he looked just as good. The punishment she'd inflicted on him on his last visit didn't seem to have affected his confidence as he sat on her desk...