Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Goth can be defined as many things, especially when used to describe oneself. Those out of the know tend to just think of it as a sense of fashion in a similar vein to the Emo or Scene kids in high school, though of course, some people choose to dress the way they do for...
Sonia woke up well rested. It was Saturday, and she looked forward to a whole weekend playing with her new toys: her slave, and magic. Of the two, she didn't know which she liked the most. It was even better to know that the girl she had lying at her feet, with her face pressed against her smelly, sweaty soles, could tear her apart with a thought, but was so...
Being away from her ship filled Vynn with an intense, animal excitement. It was not that she longed to be away from the Hegemony – far from it – rather, it was that she was taking part in a Captain's tradition as old as the oldest heroes of the Age of Conquest. They were legends, whispered names: Fletcher, Church, Bordeaux, Genoveis, Sysko. And now she was j...
I sit in front of a jury of my peers, completely unclothed, vulnerable, judged. But it was something I HAD to do. With my bare ass on the stool, I rested my arms down at my side, my legs slightly parted so as only to display just a hint of fluff down below. I was told not to shave; to leave hair on my legs, my armpits, the area around my labia. I was told to...
Author's Note: This was originally written as a poem. It's gonna read like a poem. If you don't like poems, I'd pack it up and move on. You're doing your best one-handed handstand trying to fuck the girl with jerky breath because you're mad at me. Stressing your tense muscles all for that glorious scene of me waltzing into your room, stopping dead in my tr...
I stepped out of the station with my colleague Monica. The tagline under the town's name read: the birthplace of the industrial revolution. I felt like I was walking into a history lesson. Monica glanced at her smartphone then pointed down a desolate high street. It's fair to say I never like working away, especially in towns like this. northern and industr...
The morning after me and Ms. Caplan's drunken fling, she told me I should meet with her partner. So, I came out to LA, took a cab, and arrived at her front door, at the time that was scheduled. Or, well, one of them. On ringing the bell, I heard a voice from inside, "Fuck! Hang on!" A minute or so later, the door was opened by Kat Dennings, wearing a long t...
It was about a week ago when it happened. You were feeling a little down, and decided to go for a word downtown. There was a farmer's market in town. Maybe, at the very least, some fresh food would cheer you up. There were a lot of people but none of them noticed you. The scent of baked goods and other food filled the air and you continued through. A voice c...
My roommate and I were out shopping one day. It was a typical girls day where we were looking a cute cocktails dresses for a night out on the town. We also made a swing through Victoria's Secret and picked out sexy lingerie to go with our new outfits. Then, we ended driving past an adult novelty shop. My roommate pulled a u-turn and said, "Let's stop in a...
My name is Raquel and I'm a crossdresser. My saga began when I was about five years old. I mostly played with my sister and her friends and they would sometimes dress me up in girl's clothes. When I was 18, I started wearing my sister's panties. My freshman year in college, I acquired my first pair of panties in the dorm laundry room. And I began a colle...