My mind swam in circles. I looked at her now, closely looked. Sasha had her eyes down, her hands crossed so meekly behind her. I did not bind her, not this time. She knew her position, on her heels, sitting on that small heart shaped ass. What games today? What to play with so willing a toy. The freedom to use her, bend her, make her my own thrilled and inti...
I almost didn't recognize my own reflection. My lips glistened with red lipstick. My eyes sparkled. Framed in thick eyeliner and shadowed with Maybelline Honey Lust. Blush created the illusion of high cheekbones. I slipped my feet into the open toed high-heeled shoes. My slutty toes shimmered an iridescent, metallic-blue. I stood to view to my outfit, a shor...
The only thing better than a three day weekend, is when the kids have camp, the wife has to work on Monday, and you don't! Don't get me wrong, I love my family, but on occasions like this when I have the house to myself, I get to indulge my craving for golden showers. I've always loved the feeling of being pissed on, and have had many wet sex relationships...
My lover, my best friend, my owner, No one but you will know who sent this letter to whom, but they will all know that somewhere there is a man who is worshiped by his woman, bitch, slut, cock-sucking anal whore. I love and need you with a desperateness I have never before felt and never have I been so sexually active. In my 37 years I had not imagined bein...
Meeting Gustavo Monica Garza's austere, coprolite-like walls, covered with aquarelles of men in tutus and women's swimwear, are sound-proof, and Gustavo must intuit or presume this since, once inside, his voice climbs in pitch in a way it wouldn't in any other of her condo's rooms. In the little kitchen, for instance, he nearly whispered. The tutu- and wome...
Everyone's over 18 in this story and you shouldn't ever behave like the people in this work of fiction. This chapter also covers new kinks as a result of reader feedback, so let me know what you like (or don't) and I'll see what I can do! The next chapter is already half-written so should arrive soon (ish!) ***** Had anyone else been there, they'd have...
Amanda's knees are a miraculous thing, see. Most men might well overlook 'em, but that's no excuse not to grant their perfection. See, Amanda's the kind of girl, fresh out of high school, 19 or 20 years old, long dishwater blonde hair she wears in a ponytail, who'd cause any man a moment's pause and all, but not all would notice her knees. She works at the...
I could taste the cum in my mouth. Both men had unloaded in my ass, one after the other and then they caught the cum in a glass. As punishment for having an orgasm, they made me drain the glass. I still had the leather hood on, so I couldn't see my tormentors. I downed the semen and licked my lips for the two men. They paid a thousand dollars to have me for...
My hands were held behind me, very high. My wrists were handcuffed. A chain was connected to cuffs pulling at an angle and fixed at the ceiling, making me stand on the balls of my feet. Leaning on the chain, I was increasing the excruciating straining in my shoulders. I could see reflection of my body on the polished marble floor. A cold neon glare in Mistr...
Please Vote if you Choose or leave critical comments! Thanks! I will write more stories! ***** I always found this chapter of my life really hilarious and I sometimes shake my head in amusement in how dense and clueless I was during my younger years. I didn't start masturbating regularly until I was late into my teen years. I grew up in a very conservative...