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...
I was miserable. The bent over position with my head forced back was causing cramps in my back, shoulders, neck, and thighs. My nipples were a constant source of acute pain that was intensified by my Mistresses occasional teasing with her foot. My cock and balls consumed a great deal of my attention. The rubber band behind my balls was the origin of an excru...
This is the fourth Kara Lofts story, set in a re-made world with magic, orcs, trolls and the like and follows The Five Idols, The Talismans and The Badlands. Like all my stuff, it'll feature big tits, big dicks, anal and more than a little incest if the story allows so if none of that's your thing, go find something else to read. In The Five Idols, Kara's e...
"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...
You hear the garage door open. You panic. You get in the closet and pull the door shut, leaving it open enough to see the bed. The cellar door closes and you hear my footsteps. They are coming towards the bedroom. You hold your breath trying not to make a sound. Your heart races. You can't get caught... The light turns on. You hear me gasp. I'm taken by w...
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 golden sun slants through the barn windows, dancing in the air thickly scented with the sweet hay and tang of leather. I peel off my jeans and shirt, slowly undo the long black tail of my braid. My hands caress the leather and a quiver runs through me. I stretch a bit, letting my body become warm and flexible before I slowly relax my muscles letting the...
"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...
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...
One evening, Liz received a call from Evan asking her to come over to his place and tells her the door will be unlocked. When Liz arrives, Evan is sitting naked in a chair in the middle of the living room. He immediately orders Liz to take off her clothes. She starts to speak, but Evan will not allow it. After she undresses, Evan demands she get on her knees...