The ball gag forces Laura's jaw to its limit, her lips barely allow the sphere to pass. The others hear her teeth scrape and the bone snap back into place as she tightens the device around the back of her own head. Missy shuts her eyes and tries not to listen. The other girl, the one he calls "Hooker", shifts her thighs closer together and hopes he doesn't...
It had been a fucking bad day at work. It seemed that no matter how hard I had tried, people found ways to shit on me all day. I was pissed as I walked out the door and headed to my car. There was only one thing that was going to get me out of this bad mood...I was going to take it out on my kitty. She was going to be bruised tonight. I got my cell phone ou...
((((This is simply for fun. I'm aware there are grammatical errors and it's not a perfect story. It's just to explore my fantasies.)))) *** To this day, I have no idea where it came from. The desire to be made to feel like a slut, a fucktoy, a plaything, just an object for a man to play with and use. Ive always secretly craved it. I never knew how to spea...
Things have changed sense last time we talked. My new name was Candy. Mistress Fortune made me legally change it. I also moved in her home. She had me leash by her bed. One day she took me out in my dress and make up. I could easily pass as a woman. She said she had a gift for me. So far that day I only went shopping on her until Chantz decided to take the S...
Version 2.0 Originally submitted 13 August 2012 This is an edit, containing a few corrections, for my original manuscript. Thanks to my hot little British slut for a round of proofreading and editing. Fuck stories read so much better when written properly in the Queen's English, don't you agree? I hope you enjoy. Leopard *** Version 2.1 Submitted for...
Ch. 4 Capture of The Night Terror Sarah Ranger waited along the wall of an abandoned building next to the Pussycat Club. Official a high class strip club the Pussycat Club was really an upper class prostitution ring run by the mob. She had watched this place over the past few days and had discovered that the man who had killed her parents, Igor Ivanski, was...
13 The Birthday Present Carmel stepped out of her Lexus and considered her profile in the reflection from the car window. The dark blue bikini showed beneath the white patterned smock and she turned to study her backside. She knew she would be compared to the whores from The Foundation, and reached into her bag for her mirror and a last inspection of her ey...
Her: You suck at this game. "Pssh, no! You just have... beginner's luck or something!" Her: Is that why I nearly double your score right now? "Just shut up and play!" Her: You know what I'm thinking about right now? "I don't care." Her: I'm thinking about that stupid smug look you had on your face when I agreed to the silly forfeit you suggested. Ya kn...
Author's Notes: This little story is from me reading the entire line bovine excrement put out by men who say stupid things like "Once a whore, always a whore!" or "All sluts are the same and all women are sluts." ETC, ETC, ETC.... While women are gaining in the cheaters stakes, thus increasing the amount of divorces churning through the court system. They...
Kallie slipped the leash but realized she was lost without her Master. She had to go crawling back. ~ "How fat are you now whore?" "Fat, Master. So very fat." "Good." The last time I saw her, she was pushing the limits of the definition of the word BBW. I could only imagine what she looked like, if she thought she was that much more fat than before....