The bell jingles as the door opens, the toys outside were enticing, but the store inside opens your eyes. Though it is a small shop, it manages to cater for as many different fetishes as you could imagine. One wall is dedicated for the ass, dildos, inflateable, lockable, ejaculating, big ones, small ones, tentacle which move on their own. Two walls are dedic...
The weak fire crackled in the small clearing as Frida tended to the flames. Her pale, silvery, skin reflecting the orange light of the burning wood, a simple leather outfit adorned her body. The only item of value that the woman wore was the silver collar around her neck, which was mostly hidden by her long hair. "Hurry up, girl." a voice came behind her. F...
Based on factual events. *** "You're coming with us. The Prophet wants to see you." That was the sentence which started it all three years ago. That was the sentence which changed my entire existence, thrusting me into the abyss of girlishness. I remember it all very clearly; it would be virtually impossible not to. At first, I was hopeful. But then, a...
Devin was frantic to say the least. His thoughts went from panicked to an attempt to calm himself to panicked again. The warm summer wind blowing through the wood hit his sweat soaked body, cooling him after a long day ride in the box. Devin had not realized the extent of his nakedness until now. He was completely nude except for the three bands binding his...
I simply cannot resist "mature" Somali women I see walking around Vanier, Ontario, with their long skirts and hijabs. The name is Alexander "Ali" Montrose and I'm a young man with a steamy tale to share with you. I am twenty six years old, and sexual adventurism has always been the name of my game. I was born in the City of Toronto, Ontario, to a Jamaican fa...
I am Jack Z, the infamous bounty hunter based on the lunar colony, and I had found myself in a large, dirty spot of problem. To say it plainly, I was in a suitcase and some enhanced hoodlum had chopped of my legs and my arms with a brutal, unregistered chainsaw whip. It wasn't the first time for me and years ago I replaced my limbs with insensitive plastic...
I was getting used to my new life. My clone, who was now my master turned me into his obedient slave, into his maid and his toy. I'd cook us meals, do the dishes and all other tasks a housewife would usually do. My master took over the rest of my life, he went to my job, took over my business, my social life and made everything his. He started working out mo...
CHAPTER FOURTEEN "Ow!" I moaned as Alex cleaned a few areas on my thigh with hydrogen peroxide and a Q-tip. I inhaled sharply and gritted my teeth. It was around six in the evening, and I was lying on the bed after using the bathroom. I'd woken up with abdominal pain, but just attributed that to not having a bowel movement in three days. My stomach eased...
At Orly I tried for the third time to reach the doctor whose name I had been give, but to no avail. He was either not able to come to the phone or not in every time I called so in frustration I dialed the number of Gisela Hojer to see if she knew anything about Martin's condition. A woman answered the phone and when I asked to speak to Gisela Hojer she answ...
I agreed to meet Martin for lunch the next afternoon because I was still angry and hurt and I wanted to see just how far my husband was willing to take the whole thing when he knew that it was against my wishes. When we walked into the restaurant Martin was pretty much as Lucinda had described and he was clever and charming and immediately put Jeremy and I...