Sylvie Meis Stories

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My First Dominatrix

by JackWanker on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

I was always a shy guy who had a hard time getting girlfriends. By the time I was 20 and going to college, I was still a virgin. My sex life consisted solely of masturbating to dirty magazines, videos, and the like. Often I fantasized about being dominated by one or more females, but I hadn't gotten even close to acting it out. That year, I moved into a new...

The Rule Of Twenty-Three

by Ulyssa on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

Naked, 26 year old Franklin Dryor strolled back toward the queen sized bed from the tiny bath of his hotel room. Although he could have easily grabbed a washcloth to clean up after himself, he didn't. He decided to enjoy the wetness and the pungent odor of clover and vinegar, of green tea and yeast which clung to his saturated penis after love making. The c...

The Awe of Being a Hucow Ch. 08

by Lemaringouin on Dec 24, 2019
Fetish

English translation by Pimanko. Chapter 8 Stephanie's First Production The days passed at the Good Breast dairy. Stephanie, who had begun producing milk moved into the second phase, increasing production. Having recently succeeded in extracting a half-liter (about a pint) of milk, their objective was still to obtain three litres a day. For that, it was ne...

Isobel Ch. 01

by MaidenAnnie on Apr 1, 2020
Novels and Novellas

1 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Duart Point, Scotland, May, A.D 780 There are many things that can impassion the soul. For some, their souls are tortured and their lives serve to endure. And they die thankful for it. Then there are those that rage at injustice and see the future as a measure of the burden that they carry from the past....

The Awe of Being a Hucow Ch. 07

by Lemaringouin on Dec 24, 2019
Fetish

Translated by Pimanko. Chapter 7 The First Milking Stephanie had already been a prisoner at the Good Breast farm for ten days now. Claude, the dairy's director was regularly getting news about his newest acquisition's transformation. Claudine, his assistant, gave him daily updates about the journalist's transformation. "She's developing well," she told hi...

Kevin’s Summer – Training Advances

by dojo2 on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The first full week of my summer work, the team-building in Southern France, had already changed me from a shy 19 year old boy into a young man who had experienced the intense excitement of showing off his whole body and its sexual functions to an appreciative female audience. My new lady boss, Candice, and her female colleagues had thoroughly entertained th...

Lost Girl Ch. 20

by virgofemme on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

When Tristan and Claudia woke up, it was fifteen minutes to midnight. For the first few seconds she was unaware of her exact surroundings, but as her sleep hazy eyes focused on Tristan's handsome face, she immediately remembered where she was. Still in the throes of sleep, Tristan looked incredibly peaceful, and reluctant to disturb his slumber, she made a...

The Historian

by RetiredReprobate on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

I. Expecting the power to go off at any time, now, I'd finished the last of the document scanning to DVD. All the 'special' packages had been sent to California. The doorbell took me by surprise: as the town's new-minted pariah, the last thing I expected was a visitor. I got up from the table I was using for a desk, down the hallway, crossed over the spot...

The Year is 2132 Ch. 03

by RavenSSS on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Capitulus III (Chapter 03) "Come here, Sylvi. I won't hurt you," coaxes Cherl. The girl moves slowly toward the bed. She is desperately trying to remember what the Academy girls did to please women. At nineteen, she has had little experience with sex, even with boys. She has kissed a boy and allowed him to feel her breasts, but she has always been terrifie...

Once Upon a Fantasy Ch. 15-16

by coaster2 on Sep 18, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 15 Closing the Circle I was dripping in sweat when the P.T. hour was over. I hadn't done that much, but the effort required to spend even five minutes on the stationary bike was enough to wear me out. When I weighed myself after two weeks I had lost another ten pounds. Just as it had with my first surgery, that single fact was the motivator for me t...