The Worst Chain Story Ever Ch.01: Matching His Fetish Copyright Oggbashan May 2003 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. Note to Reader...
You slowly awaken, slightly disoriented. You are in a small, stone walled vaulted room with one oaken door. There are candles burning in sconces on the wall casting a flickering light over the scene. There is a table against one wall, holding a strange array of objects - a large feather, a pair of long silk gloves a bottle of some kind, some other objects of...
"Ah, the workmen are through for the day," Paige thought as she watched the men loading their pickups and preparing to leave. They were working to create a studio and large bedroom with attached bath out of what had been three small bedrooms upstairs in the big barn of a house she bought for a song because it was so far from town. They had been working for o...
Weeks went by and still Casey had not seen or heard from Callie. After their hot rendezvous outside the night club, all he could think about was getting her naked again. He picked up his phone and dialed her number, only to get her voicemail. Callie held up her phone to see his name flashing across the screen. "Oh Casey, are you missing me?" she said to her...
Sally worked for my parents as domestic help. I always found myself drawn to her. She was unusually tall at an even 6 feet. Her features were quite attractive but she always dressed in plain clothes with no makeup with her hair tied in a severe bun. Did I mention that Sally also belonged to my parents? She was a robot, which were common domestic companions i...
I have you tied to the bed, spread eagled and blindfolded, lying on top of my wonderfully soft almost fleecy blanket. I sit on your stomach with my black satin thong on, touching you so you can feel my wetness. I reach down to play with you dick, and cause you to jump in surprise. I have wrapped a silk scarf around my hand, which I rub slowly up and down you...
Maria counted out the stack of twenties and small bills and put them back into her Bible on the kitchen table for safekeeping. Once again, she didn't have enough for the rent, and her landlord would not be pleased. She worked hard at her job, but it didn't pay enough, and there were also the daycare expenses for her two year old daughter. Maria was barely...
When I was a young girl, the age where sex was a mystery and fantasy took over my mind, I would lie in bed at night and imagine what sex would be like. In my world, I imagined things differently. Instead of traditional sex, something I read in my mothers forbidden books, or things I would see in the brothers porn magazine, I would imagine me being helpless,...
Copyright Oggbashan August 2005 This story is based on a 830 word story in German 'Sonntagvormittags' and the author has adapted the basic translation to form a new story. The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of those parts of this story that are his original work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imagin...
You knock gently with a hint of hesitation and I answer the door opening it slowly. You smile but quickly look down and I take this opportunity to look you up and down. You are wearing a simple pin striped black skirt with a black silk blouse and look amazing, I offer my hand and you take it as I lead you into the room. As the door closes I pin you to the...