Slowly I open my heavy lids. The world is a swirling blur and my stomach lurches sickeningly with the motion. Then reality begins to penetrate the fog in my mind; I sense an unpleasant chill on my skin and at precisely the same instant I realise that my legs are cramping. I try to shift them into a more comfortable position but they won't move. Panic sets...
As a Wicked Bitch, I must say, last night's session was incredible!! The outline I had formed in my head played out perfectly...there were a few small hitches, but that comes from working with a limp dick on a big man. My bitchboy, bitchboy j, arrived promptly as instructed...I saw him pull in my driveway about 5 minutes early, it is essential that he enter...
You wake up hazy and groggy with your arms tied down to your sides and your legs restrained in stirrups above you, your naked body on display. It didn't take you long to realize this when you came to, but it did take you a moment to see that you weren't the only one. Although you couldn't lift your head to see past your raised hips, you know you're in a ste...
Agent 409 was exhausted, her body tired and sore especially her pussy. The extreme orgasms had taken their toll on her. Her skin was slick with sweat as the excursion and the tight rubber of her suit had heated up her body quite a lot. She didn't know how much more she could take. The large stun rod was still lodged inside her and the humming continued to vi...
Billy Smithson looked at the door wide-eyed when he heard the rusty bolt sliding to a sharp metallic clack - the noise of which reverberated through his concrete cell. He felt exposed and vulnerable. Smithson, a sophomore at Pace University, lay naked and spread-eagle on his back strapped to an odd sort of table. He had tried to escape, but the more he strug...
Tonight was the night, the invitations had been sent...the guests were arriving, as Gina was being towel dried. The four girls assigned to prepare her for the ceremony were meticulous, shaving her pussy lips carefully. Gentle stirrings of pleasure as the razor glided across her delicate folds. Her heart pounded in anticipation, for this was the night she had...
In the lounge of the Grand Hotel, reporter Dirk Peterson gazed at the other guests. He noted the occasional casual tourist mingling amongst the smartly dressed corporate guests, and figured it was a typical Friday afternoon in the hotel. He had been sent by his newspaper, The Daily Chronicle, to interview property magnate Aaron Lansdown about his proposed ne...
Collecting his drink from the barista, Cole sat down at a table near the door and waited for Zara to arrive. It had only been four months since she had dumped him for his longest friend, and he still thought about ripping her pants off and thrusting himself into her every day. As he waited, he thought about why she had called the meeting. Did she want to ge...
No connection to any persons or companies by the same, or similar, names is intended. This is totally a work of fiction. Note: The idea for the invisible man was "borrowed" from Frederick Forsyth's book, "The Day of the Jackal". Only the concept has been borrowed, no direct quotation has been used. * The office was quiet. George liked it that way. George...
On Site The nightmares had receded. Time had helped to dim some of the memories. As soon as he had used the remote to deactivate the protective system and stepped into the camp, they flooded back full force. He was taken to another time, another world. He almost expected GMG1 Yoshita's voice over his shoulder saying, "Holy shit, Lieutenant." Yoshita was dea...