As her suffering daughter hung only ten feet from her, mother was tired and went to sleep quickly. But tonight's dreams were different from ones she had stated to have on occasion since discovering her daughter's desires last weekend. They became much more intense, and much very pleasurable. During these dreams, both were slaves under Mistress Tonya. Made t...
Katie unlocked the door to Tom's penthouse apartment. It may have only had two bedrooms, but it was enormous, with floor to ceiling windows and views over the city. It was minimalist and incredibly tidy. Katie closed the door and ran around exploring the amazing place. The difference between his apartment and the tiny concrete cell that he was currently lock...
Dear Jack, I found my 'employee of the month' photo today with me smiling in my power suite looking every inch what I was; a successful career woman and mother. And then I looked in the mirror at what you are creating; Anal Ally the ruined fuck puppet. I look so ridiculous with my hair immaculately bleached and styled and my nails all professionally manicu...
Faithful reader, I was well and truly depleted at this point; my day had been long and arduous. I decided to spend some time with the girl in conversation. I used my sleeve to brush away her tears, and again carefully removed the pear from her mouth after warning her to keep a civil tongue in her head. "So, Fine Bitch; now you have experienced the loss of o...
This is a continuing Weis Kreuz fanfic.-- It involves m/m pairings and BDSM and fetishes. If any of these offend you-- you should probably read something else. ~~ @ ~~ @ ~~ @ ~~ Pulling on his mission gear, he went to join the other members of his team. The air was thick with tension. The others were ignoring him for their own reasons. Omi had not told the...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2004 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. * * * * * I was hot, irritated and annoyed with myself for bein...
Returning to camp from a trip to the town on a Saturday evening late. I took a short cut through back lanes and came across this big black Austin Princess car with its front wheels in a ditch. The driver slumped over the driving wheel and out for the count. Oh! I knew the car well, for I used to drive this particular car and the new driver was Sergeant Murp...
The Nightmare In the first part of our story we saw how Trish visited the derelict Victorian reformatory and was brutally taken by an entity which was horribly real in every sense apart from being invisible. The traumatised young woman flees to her flat and a warm bath where she is introduced to the fact that her attacker has accompanied her home. Feeling...
Copyright Oggbashan June 2002 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 is a story in the "Silverbridge" series but can be read on its...
*Ascylla POV* Ascylla stared at the mountain entrance. Granted she hadn't spent much time around mountains and was really only putting up with them due to the scripts she found that promised power in the midst of these. But the cave entrance looked like a bad place to go to her. It was a jagged opening in the mountainside with little assurance that the tops...