Note: This story is the thirty-fifth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous thirty-four episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I st...
The phone rang. I pulled it from my jeans pocket and saw that it was Brad. Shit! I really didn't want a call from him right now. Maybe I should just ignore it. But somehow he always knew when I'd just ignored his calls. And then that was even worse. I answered it, thinking only fleetingly about "the speech" that I'd composed and honed over the years and kne...
This is part two of her 24-hour journey, her conversion from woman to...well, something to be defined by Him. Please share your thoughts and suggestions for where she should go next. PAIN He returned quietly, so quietly she didn't hear him. Her eyes closed, she didn't open them when he turned on the soft, glowing red light that would allow him to see duri...
It was a hot summer Sunday afternoon and I was grateful to be in the mammoth, cool, dark, adult theater. The place was almost empty. I took an end seat by the aisle that ran length of the left outer wall. A few minutes after I sat down, a young man walked up the aisle toward me. He stopped when he was by my chair. He reached into his gym shorts and rubbed...
On awakening, I found myself to be stiff and aching from my uncomfortable position, tied as I was to the bars of the cage. Thankfully, at least, it seemed that the virtually uncontrollable desires that had assailed my body subsequent to my ingestion of the slice of slave-biscuit had predominantly diminished. I reflected upon the events of the previous eve...
The guys and the girls did their own thing that night, but they made arrangements to get together again the following day, a Wednesday. They would meet and go out for dinner and later hit the resort club. Throughout the day, the girls did activities such as volleyball, and riding on a speedboat. She was wearing a different bikini this time, but Shanti coul...
Author's Note: This story continues the exploits of Beth and Brett. Reading the first chapter is recommended, but not required to enjoy this submission. It is my sincere hope that the reader finds this stimulating and satisfying. Please leave comments -- good or bad -- if you feel this tale is deserving of doing so. * Summer wore on. The daylight, once ext...
This is part of a larger story. I decided to submit a portion of it for early consumption. I hope you enjoy. *** "I saw you the other night." Mike looked up from his books, startled away from his studies. The stunning woman standing across the library table from him was a stranger to him, but after one look, he was ready to make her acquaintance. "Is th...
By the time I pulled my car into our driveway, most of the semen coating me from head to toe had dried to a flaking crusty shell. I stuck to the driver's seat as I climbed out on wobbly legs. The sun was just coming up and I hurried to get inside the house before any neighbors saw me like this. I started a pot of coffee, put the gallon jug of sperm in the f...
It is the middle of the last Ice Age, about 50,000 years ago. The Neanderthals roam the Earth, but co-exist with a recently arrived tribe of technologically advanced aliens known as the Amazon. The Amazon hunt Neanderthal men for their wild semen. Aablar has captured an Amazon dominess and her acolyte and is now the object of a massive search. * * * * * * *...