All characters appearing in the following narrative are fictional. Any resemblance to any real persons - either living or deceased - is entirely coincidental on the part of the Author. Unless otherwise noted all persons appearing in the narrative are written as being of the majority age of eighteen years owing to depictions of graphic sexual activity contain...
Abstract: The brainwashing only works on four out of five women. The others have to stay at the Bimbo Asylum. INTRODUCTION FROM INMATE "BLINKIE" Dear Reader, (Please note, my job here is to write out the dictates of the inmate referred to here as Blinkie, inmate #44, real name: ***** ***** [Redacted]) ? (She isn't saying much. I'm waving my hand in fro...
This is a continuing Weis Kreuz fanfic.-- It involves m/m pairings and BDSM and fetishes. If any of these offend you-- you should probably read something else. ~~ @ ~~ @ ~~ @ ~~ Wrapped in a straitjacket, Farfarello sat hunched in a corner of the room he shared with Ken. It was sparsely furnished with a king-size bed, a large armoire, a closet and a coupl...
This one I wrote pretty much just for myself, trying to do something new with several different themes. It won't be everyone's cup of tea, but I think it stands as a story, so I decided to put it online. If you like monster sex and my brand of happy ending, maybe it'll work for you. Disclaimer: This one is a shade rougher and darker than my usual. Contains...
The vacation sadly ended all too soon as they always do but this time we had Pet to always remember this one. When we got home we show Pet around as we got settled back in. Pet helped us unpack once everything was away I thought it was time for some fun. I told Pet to get on the bed as I undressed. I caress Pet as I climb into bed. Mia finishes what she was...
His abduction had been planned for a month. When I finally had him there before me, cowering, there was nothing that would stop me. I knew what I wanted, no matter how ruthless and degrading. I knew I had to do something to him to truly prove to him what he was to me. Perhaps he was trying to make me feel sorry for him. I felt nothing, though, because I ha...
Naked, other than for a locked chastity belt, Kate stepped into her bath, hoping that the candles, the bubbles and the soft music would relax her. She tied her unbrushed blonde hair up into a bun and lay back to daydream about her morning with James. She pictured his tongue pushing into her chastity belt and reaching so tantalisingly close. Lubricated by th...
Submission wasn't just a job for Jackline. It was a need, a deep desire that she craved every waking hour. Submitting was an addiction which she constantly needed to satisfy. And even if she didn't have a collar snugly secured around her neck, sooner or later she would have find a way to fall to her knees before someone, worshiping them, grovelling at her fe...
.What's next? Straitjacket and hood? Pink panties and a pink ballgag? Favorite Collar Good Old-Fashioned Rope What's next? Straitjacket and hood? Pink panties and a pink ballgag? Favorite Collar Good Old-Fashioned Rope...
How could I put it? "See, Mrs. Dungham, if you could be so kind to free me of this, I will definitely raise your wage for cleaning the house." Or "Is it possible that this whole thing remain between me and you? And could you please hand me those panties?" Or perhaps "Ok, let's make a deal, close your eyes and make everything I tell you. Just close your...