I've heard stories about news photographers who get shot because when they put the camera viewfinder to their eye, they forget that they're actually in a dangerous situation and think they're just watching something happening to someone else. It's like extreme voyeurism. I know it sounds strange, but I believe it. I believe it because it happened to me. I'm...
About ten years ago I was first introduced to social media and started reuniting friendships with people that I hadn't seen in more than a decade before that. In the beginning it was slow and only a few people found me but by the end of the first year I was getting reacquainted with many of my lost friendships. One of the first people to start communicating...
One day a young woman entered the tattoo studio. Jess welcomed her, but then insisted to see her ID card as due to the services provided by the studio local laws only allowed adults to enter it. The card showed that her name was Elisabeth and that it was her 18th birthday. "Congratulations, Elisabeth, on your first day as grown up!" Jess said with a blink....
The second person stood directly in front of the hole, blocking my sight and creating more frustration for me. What. The. Hell? My confidence diminished as I contemplated having to deal with two men at the same time. If it actually was another man, that is. I hadn't even had experience with one man so I didn't think there was any possibility of taking them...
Jess and Mike were running their own successful tattoo and piercing studio. Over the years they became quite popular - their detailed and fantastic inking became famous not only in their city but in the whole state. One day they decided to give something back to society and wanted to start some kind of charity. As tattooing, piercing and other body modificat...
Authors note: This will probably be the final chapter in Laura's saga for now. I started this story to get the idea out of my head and onto paper and I feel that the quality went a little down with pt. 3. I hope this final (for now) chapter will be better and more what the readers are looking for. ***** It had been six months since Laura was first taken a...
I was outside at the backyard of my house, enjoying the sunshine, and reading a book. I loved the backyard because it's where I grow my garden of flowers and various plants, entertain friends and family with my grill and backyard kitchen, and take a swim in my large pool. The backyard is just as large as my large my Italian villa-style mansion. My cordless p...
Robert lead me naked like a dog on a leash to a table. There we had some drinks and snacks. From our table we could see three other white women being fucked by black men. I find that sight so erotic, to see white women submitting their soft white bodies to rutting black men. Those women were temporarily shackled as I was on my first visit to the club. I sat...
I was just walking by her house, still with all my training gear on, and I saw her playing with her kid. I smiled, lifted my hand and waved in a friendly manner. She immediately turned around and said in a low voice, loud enough for me to hear her. "Emil, tattooed people are dirty, stay away from them. Come, let's go back into the house." "Wow, someone nee...
Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older. ***** She turned, her tawny flanks rippling outward like some erotic seismic event. I watched, mesmerized, as her tattooed buttocks alternated for dominance, swaying from one side to another like a hypnotists watch made of asscheeks. She walked a a couple steps a...