Im in the middle of a room wearing ankle and wrist cuffs with my shapely arms hooked firmly above my head stretching my 5'7 frame to the breaking point... My 34 C perky 20 year old breasts are barely covered in a shimmery triangle bikini top and my sexy 24 inch waist and 32 inch hips are accentuated by the shiny thong bottom thats currently wedged in my ass...
You check the clock. You've been checking it nervously all day but finally two o'clock is almost here. Five minutes to go. Your mouth is dry. Is this actually going to happen? Who would have thought that a simple photo could lead to finally meeting Ms April in person? The two of you had come into contact through the social side of a porn site. You were fond...
You can't see anything. Blindfolded, you stay in your seat, stiff with apprehension and not a little fear as you feel the airplane make contact with the runway. Your 3-hour flight in total secrecy is finally over, but the excitement has only just begun. You've heard of this place in snatches of conversations before. EroFights - a place where every sexual whi...
The sun was now rising. June stretched her arms and woke, standing from the tree she leaned her back on. She usually took several naps during the day and sometimes at night, while her favorite friend, Helaman, was very much a morning person who usually slept several straight hours at night, but still slumbered this morning. Unlike June, he kept afloat. That'...
Santa's Sweatshop is an adult-only 18+ game that features fictional characters in various situations of a sexual nature. This includes gay (male on male) sex, non-consensual sex/rape, oral sex, anal sex, bondage, chastity, spanking, pain, body-writing and insertion of toys. You should not play this game if you are not 18 or older, or if you might find the ab...
This is a story viewed from 2 vintage points, JJ a dominant master and Tom, the male half of a couple of would-be slaves. JJ I was invited to a party by one of my suppliers, this Saturday afternoon. The weather was great and everybody congregated in the garden around the swimming pool. Many people actually were in the pool, but I did not have my swimming t...
This story, written for a man who will recognize himself in the words, is based on true events. To my Loki, even though I might be on the other side of the world, I hope my message in a bottle gives you more than just fond memories. If you ever find it. ********* "Get on your knees." Kay had just pushed the front door closed when, startled by the sharp ma...
A man in a designer suit sat relaxed in his seat, he stared across the white tablecloth, over the uneaten bread at his date, who didn't seem quite as confident. They were seated in a French restaurant constructed in what seemed to be a modernized version of an art deco style, large chandeliers hung from the ornately trimmed white ceiling, Corinthian columns...
"You will start now, by removing all of your clothes and kneeling before her." Xenia continued. "B-but..." I stammered, fully realizing that I'd been had. "Come now, Mike. Don't waste our time with meaningless arguments. Your pathetic little secrets are all out in the open now. We have copies of your e-mail wish essay response. We also videotaped your fir...
He woke up about 7:30 a.m. and, at first, thought it was a normal morning. He felt a little chilly and reached for the blanket when he realized he wasn't covered, but didn't find it and opened his eyes to find the bed was stripped of blankets. All he could see was a sheet of paper on the edge of the bed, so he put on his glasses and picked up a note from hi...