Erin felt the drip of sweat trickle down behind her ear and under her collar. God, this was humiliating! What if one of the patients from the waiting room looked up at her? Would they notice that she was sweating? Her furrowed brow? Would they be able to tell just from looking how much agony she was in? Would they guess who was punishing her, or why? She loo...
Ronald Lepki was a sleazebag. He was however a fairly rich sleazebag who often in order to sate his taste for torturing young nubile women advertised for would be movie models and lured them to his studio with the offer of big bucks for easy work. Sarah Gentile needed money for her next terms tuition. She had responded to an ad for art film subjects. Ronald...
Prologue Part 1 of this story introduced Scott Walker and Ava Booker who met at lunch in a mall restaurant when Scott took the last seat at the bar next to Ava. He was a manager at a large pharmaceutical company in town and Ava was an assistant to a vice president at a large advertising agency. They both had come to the mall to do some Saturday shopping and...
I'll tell you my story. I was just an ordinary freckle faced kid until puberty. then things started to change. I became really popular. By graduation my classmates had all found me to be intelligent, witty, and charming while my tits grew and grew. By college I was tall too and could rest them on the shoulders of a short guy ahead of me on the cafeteria line...
This is an absolutely true story. Only the details, not the basic facts, are embellished to enhance your enjoyment. In the spring of 1981, my wife and I were working in the yard. The black locust trees were in bloom. They were perfuming the entire neighborhood. Our yard had several of the fragrant trees and it made our tasks more enjoyable. As I mowed the la...
The temperature was a balmy 45 degrees on the 15th day of March. Wild Cat Mountain had been open all winter through what was claimed to be the coldest in 20 years, but this day seemed to stick out like a beautiful sore thumb in the cold record. The sun shined brightly and greeted Jim and Elise as they pulled into the parking lot, managing to find a space ver...
Tuesday, November 12th... Tuesday started just like Monday except the chastity device I wore today was white instead of black and had no butt plug. Other than that it was exactly the same. I started my day like the others and prepared Jess's breakfast, did a couple quick chores, and then headed off to work. I really did not have anything significant to do...
This is the fourth chapter of a fictional tale. As a tale of fiction, it omits many of the safety precautions one should take in a real life situation. Because of this, it should not be considered a template for real life. When the door closed, Gloria was alone with her thoughts. She lay there listening to her heartbeat. Her chest was still heaving, as she...
I squirm feeling you just watching me, seeing your self-satisfied smirk as I feel your cum slowly seeping outside my pussy. Thankfully you had added a soft blanket underneath me so that the fur rug isn't destroyed by our combined juices. After a few moments of just watching me squirm you kneel beside me, scooping up some of the juices escaping and feeding...
Saturday 10th & Sunday 11th October 1998 Portsmouth Museum Over the weekend I spend the Saturday carefully opening the crates that have been delivered and unpack the contents. The larger items which are not the subject of my interest I move to a storage room. The various papyrus scrolls and the smaller items I lay out on several tables I clear in the recor...