From the moment we meet I know you will be mine. Your gaze is lowered and your face is flushed, perhaps you anticipate the excitement to come. We greet one another quietly and I follow you to the room you have booked for this assignation. Your arse is a delight to observe, through your skirt I can make out your arse cheeks lift and fall as you walk. I wond...
Sleep didn't come easy for me. I was still troubled by the circumstances leading to your punishment. You had hurt me deeply, deeper then you knew. The previous day I spent twenty minutes searching my emails for one particular thing, a woman's name. In my mind it was evidence of you seeing someone else. And there it was. I knew I wasn't crazy. At first I was...
I was missing Jimmy so much. He had been away on business for nearly a month, and he was finally coming home today! I hadn't felt him inside of me forever it seemed, and I wanted to look good enough to eat today. I was missing his sensuous kiss, charming smile, his big arms around me and the sound of his comforting, deep voice. More than that, I was missing...
My name is Stephen Paul Bastille. I'm a big and tall Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I recently moved there from my beloved City of Brockton, in the state of Massachusetts. These days, I major in Criminal Justice at Carleton University. And I'm a man with a secret. Okay, I'm a man with many secrets. I have issu...
The fired glowed softly on the hearth, bathing the aged oak floors in warmth and color. Multicolored pillows still lay mounded across the floor before the fire, and the tall triple pane windows still stood sentinel over the room. She never explained the chains and hooks located around the ceiling, and her children nor guests had ever asked. The old rocker he...
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On this day I went to her house, and got told to stand in front of her, so she could put her blindfold on me. She stood me in the corner of the living room. I was told to remove my socks by pulling them off just using my feet. I stepped onto each one gradually easing them off bit by bit, in a sort of silly 'dance' during which I expect looked a bit silly....
Carmine shook his head as he looked at the host of Prometheus Fishbein's birthday, Fish himself. What the hell? Angel had thrown Fish this uh, bash, but when Carmine had walked in, he'd seen Fish kneeling naked on the floor, wearing a pink ribbon around his dick. On Fish's chest hung a sign, suspended with twine that said "SMALL PENIS BIRTHDAY BOY". The...
Drama Class: Of Mice and Men Often we think back into our past and wonder what could have been. This is one of those stories. Just to warn you this story contains spoilers for John Steinbeck's Of Mice and Men. The walls were painted black. In the back there were four theater seats. I sat at one end. Another male student in the row was at the other end. A...
Just a bit of smut with not a lot of plot, we hope you enjoy ~B&F <3 * Ana had lived what some might call a complicated life. She had been raised in a brothel and after giving an excellent night to the head butler of the noble house Creo, she had been hired as a maid. Of course, her duties now included cleaning and cooking the occasional meal if the...