"You're mine, little pet" Those words, hissed into my ear with just the right amount of implied threat. Kei always knows just what to say to make my knees buckle. I feel one arm slip around my slender waist and even with the blindfold on I can still imagine her tattoos warping slightly as her strong muscles flex and move me to the position she desires. Face...
Cherie and I have been married for over six years. She is now 45, but is petite and blonde and easily passes as mid-thirties. She has traded her sexual favors to me for trips, clothes and cash since we started dating, and it has been a game we have both enjoyed. We also wager on a variety of things with her body as her bet, but it has only been the last two...
I am waiting outside Mistress's door, I know she is inside but I am not sure I want to knock. I have been away from her for a few months and not sure how she will react seeing me again. I have missed her so much, but I went away so I could work on some things and my need for her is stronger than ever. I hesitantly knock on the door and kneel waiting for he...
The party had been going on for the better part of three hours, and was now, she found herself hoping, beginning to come to an end. She had been listening to it, its steady rhythms and footfalls through the too thin walls of her room, all the while yearning to join in and grateful not to be able to. She thought again of attempting to sleep, to have the inter...
The only time our family ate watermelon was if someone else brought it. I never saw my father eat any watermelon. The women in the family would wolf watermelon slices and politely pull out the seeds. The Culp family up the road on the hill had a family farm. They grew corn for the critters, vegetables to feed the hungry hoard, strawberries for Mrs. Culp and...
**Note to readers: If you have not done so already, you may wish to read Room One, the first chapter in this story.** --------------- Jay entered the octagonal foyer of the Institution. Each of the eight sides included a door. One was the way in to the building. The others were numbered one through seven, and he had just returned from Room One. Almost the...
**Note this is a continuation from a previous story** *** I was fairly confused the moments after Daddy left. I had spent my whole life as the "All-American" typical guy, and here I was, sitting on my couch, in women's lingerie, wearing makeup and a wig, with the taste of an older man's cum now lingering in my mouth. I had done it. I had dressed up for a m...
I'm buying you some pantyhose. You're going to wear them for me and then I'm going to tear a hole in them and fuck you through them. Hazel read the text again and smiled before setting the phone down in the passenger seat and pulling out of her apartment's parking lot. She had a drive ahead, and then a full day and night of pleasures awaited her in Charlie'...
"Come on, Slut!" Daddy barked at me with a yank on the chain leash attached to my leather collar, causing me to stumble forward in my black high heels. I knew where he was leading me, the basement, Daddy had told me I was going to entertain some of his friends down there. I knew what that meant, which caused my boipussy to squeeze on the large silicone buttp...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's all the Ex's fault It was intentionally written without names.... Almost. LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 years of age or older. Copyright (c) 2013 by Acup I wen...