Our relationship much improved over the next week, by the end of which she would consent to share my bed at night, but we had not ever had vaginal intercourse together yet. Once she had avidly watched me fuck the cunt of a woman named Carole who had casually walked up to us and volunteered her willingness to join us for sex that afternoon. Irene insisted t...
This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any real person or institution is coincidental and unintentional. This is a sequel to my previous story "Welcome to St. George" and reading that story will help put this story in context. _________________________________________________________________ There had been changes on our island. The most devas...
This is going to be one of many chapters. This first chapter will not contain any sex and is more of an epilogue. If you enjoy this idea then please favorite it, rate it, and leave a comment on what you would like to see in the coming chapters so I can cater to what you would like. Note: This is similar to a story concept I read about five years ago, I have...
Men were not always tossed into the exact cage they had been in previous nights, and each cage could hold two males. The cages were made of bamboo and about 7 feet high and 7 feet wide. Jeff and Martin happened to be doubled in the same cage on this warm balmy evening. Jeff immediately fell to the cottony strips of fabric on the sands of the cage. "Good Lo...
This is a (long overdue) sequel to The Island. Sorry it's taken me so long to complete this. I'm hoping the gap between Chapter 2 and 3 won't be so long. I recommend reading Chapter 1 first as it sets up the premise for the series. *** Five Amazons were standing over us. Circling us, with spears pointing in my direction, were Alexis Knapp, Brittany Snow...
Another red folder was on my desk when I returned from my sunrise walk on the beach of my small private tropical island. Life had been very good to me. For twenty-five years I was a Dom training subs for wealthy people all over the world. Some students were lost souls forced to serve, some volunteered, some were sent to learn the lifestyle and some were forc...
Well, today was the day me and Anya got to see our new house. Because of the island’s size; we had to go by chopper. Apparently we were the lucky ones; the poor builders who made our house were forced to sail to the island and camp out. I thought of the natives; how they perceived me ‘buying’ their island from a government who they had probably never heard o...
Author's Note: I love Country Music. I know for many you are hanging your head and saying 'why Red... why?' I really like George Straight's song She Let Herself Go and I started a series with that title, but the woman in that story is different from this character. The character in She Let Herself Go is just as special to me, but as I looked back and reflect...
WARNING/DISCLAIMER: This story features scenes of extreme female domination and BDSM, including pee/toilet play and forced bisexuality. If such content is offensive to you, please do not continue. Note: that this is a re-write of an earlier piece that was originally published and subsequently removed. San Ramiro Island is a desolate place. Like most of the...
ONE Leggy swimsuit model Kissma Ryan (real name Ella Simpson) left JFK Airport for a week's utter relaxation on a little known island in the South Pacific called Annaland. The tiny blip in the ocean was named after Anna, wife of the Dutch explorer who discovered it in 1769 and proclaimed territorial jurisdiction under the sovereignty of Anna's original ho...