The time had come. We'd met just weeks before online; playing at first, checking each other out with a few witty messages back and forth...a circling foreplay dance...you innocently asking my shoe size, me asking how far up your legs you shaved. Before long, we'd switched to Messenger. Then pics of each other. Our lives. Our thoughts. Our fantasies. It was...
The following story involves sadism, pain, and sex. Do not read any further if you are offended by such topics. This is a work of unpublished fiction, and is not intended to be a portrayal of a real life BDSM lifestyle. ***** Chapter One. The box load of mail slithered out onto the table top with a sound similar to that of an oncoming horde of locusts, kn...
Often I've wondered why the only thought to stir my sissy cock, some 40 years into life, is the vision of a hard, throbbing, blue veined cock arched just before my eager lips. Was it the spiked heels I pranced around the house in younger years or perhaps the love for the pale yellow slip I stole from my sister and wore secretly under my jeans and shirt while...
"Mr. Janus." A female voice whispered. Her voice was the only sensation Mr. Janus had felt in the dark, and it was far away. He was confused but regaining consciousness. "Who are you?" Mr. Janus asked. He was blindfolded, bound to a chair, struggling to find the reason for his immobility. His wrists chaffed against the coarse rope that tied them to his ank...
Chapter 5: A Box of Toys Pouring the gold liquid into the palm of your hands you massaged the oil completely into your hands so that no area of your skin was left unoiled. You poured the remaining oil onto the Negro's reddened buttocks, which quickly ran down between his cheeks and onto his bulging cock and scrotum, tied tightly below. With your fingers, y...
Third part of the "Smoking Mistress" series. Story can be read alone but is enhanced if parts 1 & 2 are read first. ***** Exhausted and defeated i fell into a troubled sleep, cuffed and blindfolded with my mistress, Christina's filthy panties. In my own apartment she had dominated me by way of suffocation and sexual torment. She had won what she had wanted...
It was the biggest day of my life, the moment that every girl dreams of. Yet, I was not as excited as I should have been. It was my wedding day. I was a young bride, only 21 years old. My groom to be was my high school sweetheart, Dennis. He was the only man I had ever dated. To be honest, many people had no idea why I was with him. Dennis wasn't a very tal...
Prim and proper Heather Stewart believing in monogamous marriage had always politely smiled and flashed her diamond ring and wedding band to show that she was off the market whenever men hit on her until a female classmate in her evening college course mentioning Penthouse Letters magazine made her curious enough to buy the current issue. Claims of unparalle...
Chapter 1 - Friday Night on the Town "How about this one?" My roommate April was browsing the back pages of the local underground newspaper. "Grand Opening," she read out. "Club Latex! Love to dominate? Live to serve? Or just curious? Everyone welcome!" I looked up from my book. "Are you nuts? I just suggested we try something a little different tonight....
(It all took place at a condo in Toronto, July 8, 2014. This girl hired me to work on her windows, but then wanted me to work on her instead. She ended up keeping me overnight until noon the next day. She was very kinky. I wasn't surprised that she found me very sexy and very handsome. Don't they all?) ***** Tanya's glossy lipstick shimmered against the b...