Chapter 01: The Beginning "Shut the fuck up." She smacked him across the face, eyes vividly glaring. "I promised you a private dance, but I didn't say I was going to dance on your cock." She reached down and grabbed his cock, twisting it with evil delight as she watched his eyes. He wrenched in pain, eyes now down at the floor. "Ohhhhh, fuck," he spat out....
Chapter Three: Super Glide Natalie Styles wore her usual uniform of tight-fitting navy blue business suit, cream silk blouse, heavy black mascara, bright-red lipstick, ultra-sheer pantyhose and Christian Louboutin high heels. "So here's the deal. We've made you into half a girl. You have the tits. The rest comes later if you cooperate and get us what we wa...
My cock throbbed against the sole of her foot, held tightly to the skin by the elastic of her stirrup pants. The cum I'd just spent oozed between her toes, dripping on her pussy, splayed and sodden from the fucking she'd just had, and as I knelt down to lick the droplets off her pubes before cleaning her foot I pondered just how I'd gotten here. Just eight h...
I had been the cuck foot slave to Susan Russo since she discovered my weakness and strong fetish for her bare feet and sexy shoes. She easily exploited my cravings and went to the extent to train me bi to her boyfriends. It was not unusual for me to find myself on my knees as she enjoyed sex with men and had me worship her feet and often times the men's feet...
Danny was nervous. It was his first time going to a hash in recent memory. It was also his first time at this particular kennel. Danny ran in high school and found out about hashing from googling some kink terms many years ago. Since then, he learned that there is a lot of overlap between hashing and being kinky and he hoped he could explore that more at thi...
The mere sound of the door to the flat being closed behind her was sufficient stimulus to cause my cock to start to swell. The explanation was simple, I had learnt to associate this sound as a starter for fun, it indicated my roomie Catherine had left the flat to go to her work. It meant that I could sneak into her room and have a good rummage through her la...
"Oh, God! I can't believe he said that about me!" Delilah chuckles with a surprised gesture as she enters another fork full of chicken breast into her mouth. She exhales at the tasteful flavor it eradicates inside, chewing away in bliss. Sitting at her family's dinner table alongside Mac, Del is pleased that he offered to make his specialty for dinner: Bak...
There was no respite for Fenton's rigidity as the sneering maid commanded him in, rather than ask him. Even she now had some control over him, by just being female and having the merest element of assertiveness. She strutted ahead as she led the way; the beautiful feminine scent of the house enveloped Fenton's senses, ensuring his excitement was perpetuated;...
My name is James Marshall. I grew up in Chicago on the south side. A pretty rough part of town full of gangs and violence. To keep me out of all that, my mom insisted I work hard through school. It worked since now at 18 I had been accepted into a special college in San Francisco, the SFC school for gifted writers. I was excited and so was my mom. She said s...
Abigail Moran had retrieved the black plastic funnel from the doghouse and returned it to Ms. Crenshaw. She watched, fascinated as the woman forced it into her son’s mouth and buckled the connecting straps about his head so he would be made to keep it in place. Then she took up the semen filled dogdish and brought it up near his face. “Now Thomas. Be a good...