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by bluueboy on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I can't believe the situation I'm in! My name is Anna and I am from a poor farming family here in Massachussetts. My father was given a small amount of land for his service during the Revolution but we still struggle to make it. I'm 18 now and I have a adequate breasts for child rearing and my hips have taken a nice shape over the last few years. Boys have c...

The Hotel

by stockspark on Sep 17, 2017
Group Sex

This fantasy is all about the devotion of pleasure to my darling wife. A big thanks to Emilio di Roccabruna for editing this and my last story, sorry you were missed out on the last one. It had been a long haul for Claire this year already, 5 months had just about gone but it felt like 5 years, it had been an age since she spent any time alone with her hub...

Shay's Trip Home

by stocksjj on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The Incident The rain came down in sheets so heavy that she could barely see the road even though it was only 4 in the afternoon. The windshield wipers couldn't keep up with the downpour and she had no chance of seeing the huge pothole in the road until it was too late. Her right front tire blew immediately, sending her truck into the ditch. Shay lurched fo...

The Anniversary Gift

by stockspark on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This story is inspired by my loving and beautiful wife and is a work of pure fantasy only. * The rain batters against the window of the office as I stare out at the dark October evening. Just then a noise comes from my computer, and as I turn I see that the calendar reminder is flashing "ANNIVERSARY". Swine is that the time I had better hurry and get a mov...

The Stocks

by scorpionicus45 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

The young girl trembled slightly as she was led onto the stage. She was Asian, with long black hair to her waist. Only 18 she did not quite know what was going to happen to her except that it would be exciting and scary. She blushed as she caught sight of the audience sitting in front of the stage, waiting for her. Two other women walked alongside her, each...

Trading Stocks for Bonds

by Aurelius_PG on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

Trading Stocks for Bonds (How Linsey was Collared) Her teacup chinked against its saucer. Not once, but five or six times in quick rattling succession. She was trembling and couldn't hide it. "I can pay you back," Linsey Altmell pleaded with passion. "You know I can net that amount in just one year. I did it two years ago." Apart from a security man blo...

A Night In The Stocks Ch. 02

by KramB on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

The whispers I’d heard between the two new patrons while they were yet across the room, gave me a chance to consider my situation. I’d just spent the better part of two hours bound in the stock with my hands, head, and ankles firmly attached to the stock. And in that two hours I’d been subject to the whims and ways of a strange man who had used an erotic sti...

New Use For Stocks

by suba on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

This story is very extreme but it is just that, a story. I have never partaken in this type of activity nor do I suggest anyone does. I apologise for those who are offended but if you do not like extreme bondage and pain, please do not read any further. My hands are tied behind my back, a spreader bar attached to my ankles so I can't move very fast. There i...

A Night In The Stocks Ch. 03

by KramB on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

An account of a young man who visited an adult bookstore and agreed to be bound into a set of stocks. A stock is a 17th /18th century mechanism where a board has three holes spaced apart and split so a persons head and hands can be firmly secured. Usually the person was being punished in a public area for some infraction of the community’s social or criminal...

A Night In the Stocks

by KramB on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

The booth of the video arcade was cramped and the tiny screen blurry. Kind of disappointing as I was hoping to watch a nice hot flick and stroke myself off. I’d been horny all day. With the smell of spent semen lingering in the booth, that old sluttish feeling slowly rose in my body to fever pitch and I needed release. As the screen flickered light in the...