Contains: hypermess, hyperstink ____ DONG! DONG! DONG! The church bell signaled that it was 3 PM in the quaint suburban neighborhood of Fouler Hill. Cars rolled along steadily in the streets, a dog or two here and there poking their heads out of the windows. An old couple crossed the street where a school bus stopped to release some children, who raced each...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Maya had a difficult night. Sonia kept tossing and turning, heedless of her presence. It wasn't just that she shoved her smelly feet in her face now and then, but that she kept kicking and prodding her as she moved through the night. The smell only got sharper and cheesier,...
I licked Kaylee thoroughly during the night, to make sure she is clean. Her butt is the softest pillow I've ever had. I want to stay with her longer, but I need to work in an hour. I struggle gently to get my face out from between Kaylee's ass and pajamas. She moans quietly. "Sorry I didn't mean to wake you," I say gently and pull up her fleece pajama bott...
The pilgrim rang the bell. She was a young woman, slender and tall, and wore the traditional red robe. She had long hair, a golden seal ring, and mud-stained walking boots. It only took a few breaths for three attendants to come to her. The three naked men, wearing nothing but their collars and leashes, crawled on all fours, offering themselves to the newly...
Susan O'Malley was never much of a housekeeper. She was, however, the best at dominating men, and women, young and old, delighting in bending them to her ways, usually a process that involved forcing them to drink her hot piss. Not usually - always. She loved exploiting the weaknesses of others. It played to her sexually controlling nature. Today, for exa...
The sunlight glinted through the window onto Sammy's face. She slowly opened her eyes, and looked out to see the it reflecting off the building a few blocks away. "Stupid ugly building," she mumbled to herself as she rolled over. Sammy looked out through the bars of her cage into the rest of the living room. The clock said it was nearly eight, so she had at...
I woke up Saturday morning as my wife was coming out of our bathroom, dressed in her workout clothes. She has a routine most mornings, where she wakes up and does her bathroom "doodies" and then works out, before taking her shower to get ready for the day. I got out of bed and it took me about 45 minutes to get cleaned up and finish packing my bag for my wee...
As much as I wanted nothing more than to go back to the shop and get some new ink, or even touch-up my current tattoos, life seemed to have different things in mind for little ol' me. First off, less than two months after my last 'appointment', I lost my job. It wouldn't have been so bad except I'd been there for several years and really hadn't considered...
"What the!" I exclaimed, as I found myself in a gray void. Nothing around me except this gray fog. No sounds; nothing to see; nothing to feel. "Actually that couldn't be right." I thought to myself, because I could hear my own thoughts; but apart from that I wasn't feeling a damn thing. I knew that I was dead. I mean that I knew that bitch, had shafted me...
I didn't really sleep much that night. Mostly, I tossed and turned, my naked, sweaty, smelly body clinging to the sheet under me, the covers in a heap on the floor. As the night progressed, embarrassment for my state of mind and behavior grew to the point that I could feel waves of red hot color fill my face. I felt ridiculous and perverse. I began to crave...