This is Ricky's rope fantasy about being tied down to the bed spread eagle with both feet and hands tied down to the 4 corners of the bed. First Ricky was a young boy at heart who enjoyed being tied down and used for someone else's pleasure. He enjoyed being totally helpless and succumbing to anyone's lustful wants, needs, and desires. Rick was coming upo...
I stand chained before the magistrate. His eyes locked in mine as I was sentenced to service. I laughed as they placed a slave collar around my neck and drug me towards the plaza for immediate sale. The guards were not kind as they cracked a whip on my back. My dark hair and blue eyes gazed upon them with hatred. My mind raced at the thought of strangling th...
-Dr Isabella Pacetti's Notes: Katy has endured pain beyond anything she thought she could withstand, and enjoyed multiple, overwhelming orgasms. As promised, Sophie ignored her pleas for mercy and only intensified the torment. Sophie has also allowed Katy to say 'I love you'. As ever, my reminder: all of these women are consenting adults actively pursuing...
Another tale from deep in my demented mind. As usual there are no descriptive sex scenes but there are some violent situations. Comments, critiques, and/or emails are both welcome and appreciated. Thanks for reading my work and I hope you enjoy it. ******************** The cool autumn wind fled from the storm building on the west side of the valley. It w...
Having grown up in Southeast Florida, the city of Fort Lauderdale to be more specific, I have always been around boats. My dad served in the Pacific during World War II. During a voyage from Norfolk, Virginia through the Panama Canal and onward to San Diego in 1942 his ship put in to Port Everglades to re-fuel. During a brief liberty he visited Fort Lauder...
Copyright 2008. All rights reserved. This material may not be reprinted or posted on any other internet site without the expressed written consent of the author. * The Judge shuffled along behind Marisa on hands and knees, sliding along the cold, smooth dungeon floor. It didn't seem real to him. He felt like he was caught in a surreal nightmare from which...
"You know," she suggestively exclaimed, "that Ray won't be back until the day after tomorrow." He was not sure why but he found his heart literally skipping a beat when her hand reached outward across the table with her red tipped fingers playfully running up and down along the length of his arm. A nervous lump descended slowly down his throat when she hurr...
Chapter 3: The 'Other Guy'. "I said I'm a gambler, there's no question of that. But never gamble on a woman and that's a matter of fact. Just ain't no predictin' which way their love will roll. One minute they're red-hot, the next they're icy-cold!" - ELP - Love Beach: The Gambler. My name's Robin. I grew up in BC. I'm what you call here up North a 'métis...
Disclaimer: All witches in this story are 18 years of age and older, for that is the age of admission to the Academe. This story contains elements of mild fantasy, embarrassment, and some reluctance. Do pardon the slow burn. On a hill overlooking the forests and grounds of the Academe for the Arcane Arts grew an ancient black willow, in whose shade sat Eli...
Part 1 "Here's some burnt connective tissue," she said, wiping a small grease splatter off her nipple and forking three strips of bacon onto Rod's plate. Before turning back to the stove she snapped off a piece for herself. Burnt connective tissue tasted so good sometimes, especially on a late winter morning like this. Her comment was playing to her vegeta...