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The Bet Ch. 04

by sadkins116 on Jan 29, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

This is a continuing story about a young college coed who makes a bet with her longtime rival. She soon learns that her bitchy attitude and a stupid bet could cost more than a bit of humiliation. This chapter picks up where chapter three left off as Taylor falls further under Ky's control, so I would suggest you read the previous chapters first. I welcome yo...

Love of Johanna Ch. 01

by Epmd607 on Aug 31, 2017
First Time

"Johanna, skip class with me, we'll go for a walk." I knew she'd blow me off, but I asked anyway. "I'm not gonna ditch math." It was only the second week of school. A little over two weeks since we made out at the Labor Day carnival and watched the fireworks together. "Have you ever ditched a class?" She closed her locker. "Yes, a bunch of times." I smile...

Knowing Better: An Exchange of Views Ch. 03

by Flagrante on Apr 20, 2020
BDSM

The heat of the sun was beginning to burn through Linda's fragile clothes. She lifted one leg and rubbed it impatiently on the other, like a horse chafing against its tether. She too had been tethered. Every time she flexed her wrists she felt the rough bark of the tree above her, pinning her in position. She had been alone for five minutes, no more, but tha...

Goddess-Touched Ch. 01

by sugarandspice25 on Nov 25, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

He was burning. He was burning from the inside out. Every kiss he left along her neck was like fire, the impression of his lips a scorching brand on her pale skin. Distantly, he could hear her moans, but the crackling of the flames was louder. Her fingers dug into the skin of his shoulders before tracing down to his chest, her every touch as cool as he was...

Numchucks: The Legend Ch. 01

by My Erotic Tail on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Numchucks, The Legend (A true story of a Black Labrador Retriever) Introduction: Old Yeller, Benji, Rin Tin Tin, Lassie, Beatoven, Snoopy and so many other Dogs noted from television and movies are famous. But the real heroes are the rescue Dogs that go into a burning fire and retrieve someone from its flames or notify the proper fire and rescue personal...

The Goblin and The Paladin Ch. 01

by GeorgeTasker on Sep 25, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Johanna pulled her cloak tighter around her as a chilling gust of wind blew through the temple courtyard. The beautiful young flame haired priestess rushed hurriedly across the cobbled yard as dusk descended on the city. Johanna was a junior priestess of Adeva, the Goddess of Love. It was rare a priestess of Adeva was summoned to the Temple of Swords to wo...

Iona Online Ch. 03

by Cathetel on Mar 26, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Michael found himself wandering into a grass hut village wearing only a disarming smile. 'Please don't stab me. Please don't stab the naked stranger'. The women of the village took note of him and quickly rushed their children and themselves inside the huts. Soon, Michael was surrounded by men dressed in animal furs and carrying sharpened sticks that had b...

Parabola

by vaporjaws on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

"Twirling around with this familiar parable - spinning, weaving 'round each new experience." - TOOL, 'Parabola' #shrinking #gts #softvore #bodyexploration ***** You find yourself awake mid-breath on the perfect wilderness night. When waking up in a strange city, in a strange bed, or on strange earth, you get to experience your senses one at a time, instea...

Broken Toys

by GoddessVictoria on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

When he had first been introduced to her something that he didn't fully understand had made him suspect that she was a person with a streak of sadism topped off with a generous portion of cruelty. He was about to discover just how right his suspicions had been. In fact, he was about discover that he had greatly under estimated the depths of her sadism and cr...

Night of the Strawberries

by SanityCheck on Nov 4, 2019
Erotic Horror

I ground my teeth as my GS1200 jittered and shook over the washboard surface of the dirt farm road. I rose to my feet, standing on the foot pegs so I could use my legs as additional shock absorbers. For the last seventy miles I'd spent more time standing than sitting. I'd left San Jose, California, on May eighth, the day of my thirty-third birthday, three m...