It had been three days since I was last permitted an erection. The plastic cage on my cock kept it from getting hard. As I said, I'm a 23 year old male - I'm in the height of my sexual prime. If it wasn't for Mistress Steph's orders, I would be getting off two or three times a day. Not being able to get off was doing a number on my body. People commented th...
We were coming off a fun night at the movies. Walking out of the theater we reminisced of the comedic scenes and laughing about them all over again. I scan the parking lot trying to locate where I parked it. I finally spot it and there is a moment of silence as we walk toward the car. I stop behind the car to find the keys in my pocket while Kayla walks up a...
(Based on a dream.) She wouldn't stop masturbating. Leaning on the hull, basking in the sun, wearing nothing else, Anik was reaching one hand under her crimson loincloth, and with the other, squeezing and fondling her firm but furry breasts. This was her time of day, of course; it's not the fault of the T'kaan that they must masturbate three times a day to...
Sleep had come restlessly to Julius last night. His dreams were haunted by terrible recollections of the turning point of his relatively young manhood – witnessing that horrible and permanent tragedy that he could only dub The Event. He had never managed to come up with a better term to describe the bizarre night that transpired nearly two years ago – and, a...
***This is part one of a larger story series I have begun writing. I ultimately see this series being three-to-four parts long*** _______________ "So, tell me what this experience includes," said Emma as she sat across the desk from Peter. "Absolutely," said Peter, "As I'm sure you read quite a bit on the website about what we offer here it's for people w...
I waved good-bye to my family and my boyfriend for what seemed like the last time, ever. I felt abandoned, alone, and quite afraid. I turned and looked at the lofty building, which, by all rights, was my new home. To me, despite the lush landscaping and beauty of the aging, ivy-covered building, it looked like a solitary confinement prison. Well, solitary, e...
Gyorg had had his first encounter with Solande's esteemed pair of guests earlier that day. As his capricious Lady had no use for him that morning, Gyorg had been sent to take his instructions from the overseer of the domestic slaves, who had set him to scrubbing down the walls, woodwork and masonry in one of the lesser-used corridors upstairs. It was in a re...
I couldn't quite get my mind off the glare of the CCTV camera as I fucked Romee Strijd. I'd first met the 22-year-old supermodel two weeks earlier. After some wild group sex - Romee had spent almost an hour sandwiched between me and Stella Maxwell - she'd been arrested for her role in an international drug smuggling ring. Now she was serving five years in p...
CHAPTER 1 As a sharp click came from the front room, Danica panicked. She wasn't entirely sure how she arrived in this predicament, but she was positive Master would not be happy. She was eager to look around, but the blindfold was wound around her oval shaped head, securing easily over her short blonde locks. Eagerly hearing for footsteps, she strained her...
by: boy/the alter-ego of NastyPierre Chapter 7: The Outfit I had been left humping air without satisfaction, gratified by the experience of denial and the promise of tomorrow, which was today. I showered, shaved and prepared for the arrival of my Mistress by watching for her from my window. It had been a beautiful day and the sun was setting, the sky was...