Lady Sally spent most of the night in the gondola watching the descent of the airship through the storm, taking time out only to release the slaves from their bondage and send them back to their quarters. It wasn't until the early hours of the morning, after they had left the storm behind, that she retired. Thanks to Captain Wyndham's skill and determinati...
Chapter 3 The White Rabbit Kim found herself, still naked, her back propped up against a cold stone wall. It was pitched black, only the barest flicker of light seeped past the perimeter of a thick metal door. Her eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness and in the penetrating gloom Kim saw she was confined in a cell of some kind. There were iron shackles o...
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...
I knocked on the door for the third time. I'd been there for nearly 10 minutes already. Still no answer. I fumbled with my phone and double checked that I was at the right place. I was. I sent another text. 'Lana it's Damien. Are you home?' I wrote. I looked around to see if any other of the apartment's other tenants had seen me. No one had, but I was stil...
She emerged from the tunnel after what seemed an age but was probably closer to five minutes, judging by the number of times she'd moved each knee on her crawl. Only once had she needed to crouch down lower and worm through on her belly, but it had been a terrifying moment. What if she got stuck here? Nobody would ever know what had happened to her. It was...
This is a fan fiction. It should be read in the first person from Katniss's perspective, just like the Hunger Games books themselves. The opening scene takes place in the training center, during the training before the 74th Hunger Games. Disclaimer: I do not in any way own, claim or otherwise take credit for any of the Hunger Games series or its characters....
Housekeeping Forty minutes later I'm kneeling at Their feet, holding a serving tray high above my bowed head. Making breakfast of real food that I could smell is horrible torture. Slaves eat porridge made from dog food and whatever dead critters are found washed up on the beach. It's hard to swallow your drool when you've got a rubber dick jammed down your...
Okay, so here's how this story series will go. It'll be three parts, the first and third parts written for Literotica and CSSA (Celebrity Sex Stories Archive), the second for the WAM Story Archive (mainly because of its content, and I will encourage readers on these sites to go here or there, whichever they want, for the first part). I will bring readers of...
Mount Olympus Studios is the most upscale, exclusive S&M dungeon that can be found on earth. In fact, it is both heaven and hell for the world's richest masochists, slaves, and submissives. Mount Olympus is so exclusive that I can't tell you its exact location -- it is in a skyscraper in one of the world's largest cities, with its entrance in the top floor p...
Trust, honesty, responsibility, care, sensation, experience, growth, pleasure, imagination, fantasy, freedom. Words flowing like an ethereal shopping list. All those things, positive, insubstantial, that we all seek in one way or another. Finding our own balances as we meander our course through life. I always counted myself as fortunate in many ways. I've...