My apologies for the long wait on this one. This chapter went through several iterations before I finally landed on a version I was satisfied with, and somewhere in between all of those iterations I went through a phase where I lost all interest in continuing this story. But then I published a one-off story on here that was received fairly well, so I thought...
I spent Sunday morning mainly on the phone with Isabel. Trevor had called early to let me know he was on his way to do his rounds and would call me when he was done. Maybe he could stay the night with me? Isabel had talked me through so many breakups and bad romantic decisions, I knew she had to be biting her tongue on this one. It had 'no future' emblazon...
I'll cut to the chase. I am a bartender at one of the local hot spots. It is usually such a thankless job that if it weren't for the tips, it wouldn't be worth having. Tonight was one of those nights, just your average Friday night. It was actually about 1 a.m. on Saturday and things were winding down. We close at 2:30 but we cater to a crowd that averages i...
So it occurred to me I started my fantasies here with an essay on cuckolding, and I should probably chime in on a personal level on the topic as well. So upfront and in the title and first paragraph this is a fair warning. This is a cuckold story of how my wife, the mother of my child, gave in to her slutty nature and fucked another guy both behind my back a...
Upon owner's order what follows is the story of this slave's (age 60) path to permanent slavery. And the life, 7 years in May 2020, of slavery. Owner's Order: Write the story of your history with female domination. How it led to my taking permanent ownership of you. What your life of slavery has been. This one time you are released to be, and must be, tota...
Dialogue This: Making Your Characters Talk Y'know, people often say to me: "Firebrain, how come you write such good dialogue?" My stock response (whilst smiling smugly) is that I watched a lot of Buffy. Now that's actually quite relevant - Joss Whedon is the king of quippy dialogue and gorgeously grey characters - but that doesn't help you, on the other si...
Dita sat on her knees for what seemed like hours, her body bent so her neck could fit through the stocks before her. Her hands were tied crossed behind her back so she was completely vulnerable. She knew exactly where she was; in Versalles Tower dungeon. She was stripped of her clothing, and she knew why. Dita was being punished, and the slave dungeon was...
Note: readers should be warned that this story contains explicit references to watersports and scat (shit) sex. "Arse" is the British spelling of "Ass" and "Fanny" in Britain means vagina. ***** I had arrived home from school feeling horny; damned horny. I blame my pupils of course - eighteen year old girls know exactly how to charm their male teachers; t...
The next day Ally told me to lick all of her shoes clean while she was out. I really didn't want to because she had hundreds of shoes, but I also felt compelled to follow her every instruction. So I knelt down in her closet and began the painstaking task. What seemed like eternities later, I was taking a break from cleaning her sneakers and inhaling the swe...
Maddie was a good girl. Most of the time. She did her homework, ate her veggies, and listened to her parents. But she sometimes did something quite unladylike. At eighteen years old, she lived in a house near the outskirts of town, a small town in Central Ontario. A creek ran behind it, meandering through a wood, bushes and other undergrowth dotting its sur...