This story is the eighth in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures and is easily my darkest offering yet, since it introduces our plucky heroine to the murky world of BDSM. As usual, it is mainly based on characters found in the early Batman comics and that wonderful '60s TV series, but with the timeline brought up to date. Warning! This fictional story co...
She was waiting bound to a pole. Her back was arched, her long black hair flowing over her shoulders and hiding her piercing green eyes. Her hands were handcuffed and tied to the pole at such a low level that she was forced to bow down. Her derriere was suspended in the air, held up by a silky linen wrapped tightly around her waist and fixed in the ceiling....
A Laura Grant Story I could not believe that I was standing completely naked before Mr. Millibrand's large imposing desk. My clothes, which I had reluctantly removed a few moments earlier, were folded neatly on a chair at my side. I could see his dark eyes looking at me over the top of his small bifocal glasses, taking in the delights of my young exposed bo...
Rebecca had just returned to London after a couple of years travelling. The plan was to catch up with friends, spend some time with family and do just enough work to save up for the next flight out. But today she had run into Soho to try and do one little job done she had been planning for a while. She wandered down the cobbled lanes to find the Ink Slave...
Duncan Cyrus, age 26, Artist It was time for me to take a step. A risk that I should have indulged in my teens. That step of rebellion against the regime of parents and authority figures. That's right, I wanted to get a tattoo. Ok, I lied. I was convinced or conned to get one. Remember the high school, Asian girl, ok, her name was Meifeng. She preferred ju...
Valentina left her bedroom moments after watching Misty enter hers. Daybreak was approaching and she was ravenous. She made her way to the elevator and punched the button for the lowest level, three floors underground, her Temple. No one living today would recognize it, but if through some miracle of time travel an Aztec priest were to visit today, he would...
Note - This is not properly a chapter, it's more of a vignette. If you haven't read the chapters that come before it, you won't get as much satisfaction out of it. This is erotica, not porn, and this particular chapter doesn't contain any physical sex. I like to think it contains a lot of mental sex, but that's just my opinion. I'll save you some time and te...
Reflection 3: What exactly is Pornography? The question is straight forward, but defining it is altogether another matter. It is one of those words that has a multitude of meanings. Most think it's a dirty, mudded word and will not even say it; it evokes so many negative connotations and avoids it as if the word itself held a disease without really knowin...
The villains from my Wanda stories have come up with a new business idea. Dillon got an idea from hearing his former teachers go on and on about the pictures and video of the time he had stripped and groped up a slut from school. He should have thought of it before but he didn't like to think about that girl for too long. His memories of her were bitterswee...
Co-Written by Phil Velasquez Sunlight and shadow strobed through the bus windows as Scylla contemplated the ancient forest beyond the winding country road. She had to admit the southeast of France, at the foot of the Alps, was beautiful this time of year. A rich feast of greens and earthy rusts, dotted by the occasional contrasting farmhouse. A passing sig...