This story continues on from "Kit is auctioned as a slave", though is designed to work as a stand-alone story. ***** It had been 341 days since Kit became Mariya's slave. He had tried to please her on every single one. He had never been bad tempered, never refused an instruction and been totally sexually submissive throughout. There was literally nothing h...
Booker studied the painting with a critical eye. The colors were a mishmash of streaks and splatters, as if someone had tried to emulate Jesse Pollack. The effect was striking, if a bit off-putting. "Unexpected, yet appealing," a voice observed. Booker looked over. The man standing there was a few inches taller than him, a solid six feet high. He was youn...
Hi all! Here it is, the next chapter of HFHM! New reader? Start at the beginning, I've packed in quite a bit of plot and you will be super confused. But maybe that's your kink, so by all means, stroke away. Returning reader? Wonderful, now that you're here, the party can continue! Where last we left off, Mike had accidentally discovered a pair of faces ins...
Author's Note: Early on in this chapter is a brief description of a video depicting a terrorist attack. If this is bothersome to you, it would be easiest for you to skip it by jumping ahead to the third set of ###. Thanks again for reading, voting, and commenting. All your feedback is appreciated. ### August ### "Hey, you texted? What did you...oh."...
He drove us. He was sober, I felt light-headed. Warm in the car. After a few minutes, "Take off your dress. Now." As we drove through the night. I looked at him and giggled. He was being serious. That sudden ache. He was waiting. My mouth dry. Luckily it wasn't built up. Only a few houses. The summer night not much past twilight. Undid the safety belt. Twis...
Authors Note: Angela is a real woman. This is her fantasy, to be a whore sold and taken by other men. This fantasy will be realized in the near future. *** Angela's breath caught her in her throat as James dipped his tongue deep into her pussy. She could feel the cum Jonathan had just pumped into her being dutifully sucked out by her loving boyfriend. She...
Risk/Reward: a simple game of hypnotic edging denial and bliss Warning: playing this game can be risky, it has been known to drive even the most prudish girls mad with lust. Play at your own risk. To play the game you need a simple countdown timer with a buzzer and a pair of hypnotically enchanted panties. If you don't yet have the latter please read the u...
The bottle was three inches tall with a one-inch diameter, it was orange with a white childproof cap. It was sitting in the middle of the small round table that took up almost a quarter of my studio apartment. I was staring at it. I hadn't changed out of my boy costume yet. It was Monday night and Mondays are always bad, but this one had been worse than most...
This is the third part of "Pet Needs a Good Home" but I thought it needed a different name. * The same Saturday afternoon, now about 4:00pm I return from shopping juggling a damned eighteen pound bag of Purina Adult Dog Chow and two dumb pet bowls for food and water. It's not easy to punch the code in my smart phone to unlock my fucking stupid overly comp...
Chapter 1: Extreme Proof "So, you think you're extreme huh?" "That's right" "Care to prove it hotstuff?" "Anytime, Trish" "We'll see about that Jeff, we'll see..." It had been two weeks since Jeff Hardy had injured himself during a Pay-Per-View training session. His muscle strain resulted in an enforced one month hiatus from the "squared circle." Jeff...