Author's note: Hope you enjoy the second chapter of this series. Do you think Jack is the only person she's seeing? Let me know what you think in the comments. * Jack sat in his frustration while at the department head meeting. Everything that was being said at the table went in one ear and out the other until it came to her voice. "The reason why we are s...
CHAPTER TEN Property Eric stared at his tattoo, alone in the bathroom, in a state of utter disbelief. He'd fled to the safety of the small room in a near panic from the moment they arrived home. His shirt was on the floor along side the plastic wrap that had been covering his new body modification, both hastily removed, tossed there moments after he'd slam...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = It's so nice to be insane No one asks you to explain Radio by your side, Angie Baby Angie Baby, you're a special lady Living in a world of make-believe Well, maybe... Well, maybe... From the song "Angie Baby" written by Alan O'Day and sung by Helen Reddy in 1974 This series of stories...
Author's note: This is the second installment in the Laura the Canvas series. It is helpful to read the first in NonConsent/Reluctance section. I have migrated this one to the Fetish tag as I feel that it will be more appropriate going forward. Laura was in seventh heaven as she lay there strapped to the table. She couldn't believe that just this morning...
I come into your small office, dressed in a short plaid skirt, and a white button down blouse and high heels. My hair is in the cutest pig tails you've ever seen and I'm sucking on a lollipop. I start to unbutton my blouse button by button slowly revealing my front clasping black bra. You can start to see my tattoo that's situated right between my breast. Y...
I was well past the "experimental" part of life when I learned how sensitive my nipples are. I had been married several times. My daughters from my second marriage were grown and in college. So one would think that I had pretty well reached fulfillment as far as general thrills (and sexual thrills in particular) went. Nevertheless, when I met Cindie I found...
"STRIP!" She stood frozen in terror. The order was harsh, totally unexpected. Her mind whirled furiously about; her body did not respond. Finally, she managed to stammer a few, incoherent phrases. "I didn't know... I wasn't sure... maybe I have the wrong address... maybe I should leave... I don't know..." "You knew damn well. There is no sign on the door o...
Steph and I have been married for more years than I care to remember. It's not derogatory my statement, just that my life without her doesn't exist as we have literally done everything together. We not only have a strong loving relationship, but we have until recently, had the most fantastic sex life. In the early years of our marriage, we both took part in...
Marie was surprisingly cool and distant at work, which I appreciated because it would just be too odd for her to suddenly become my best friend just because he got tattooed together, I saw her tits and she put her hand on my ass. I did take closer note of her, however. And I could tell that she always wore a padded bra to hide her nipple rings, though I didn...
The night had just begun with the sun creeping slowly under the horizon leaving the sky reminiscent of brighter blues. Now purples, oranges, pinks, and a darker blue lined the roof of the world. Sasha walked, as she was told, down the Boardwalk. Her hair free, was dancing lightly across her shoulders in the evening wind. Nervousness had taken its familiar pl...