"Good morning, Mistress Rosella," was the next sound that Anteros heard. It was the voice of Rosella's aide, Iole. Anteros looked at her through sleepy eyes. It was still dark but Iole carried a candle. "Good morning, Iole," Rosella answered. There was not a hint of fatigue or weakness in Rosella's voice. Her voice was strong and clear. Anteros wondere...
Robin walked comfortably around the ship hiding her excitement as best she could while watching her cheerful friends go about their daily routines. It had been roughly two hours since she had left Nami to simmer in their room, and whilst she has kept herself mostly out of sight, she had been wandering in the open from time to time. There was no doubt that Ro...
You derived tremendous enjoyment and intense sexual pleasure having me on THE CHAIR at your mercy. Such was your joy that you arranged four more weekly "sessions" for me on THE CHAIR, each far more intense than the previous. With each "session" you became bolder and more vicious in your torments of my body. After the second "session" you even forced me to...
** This is an idea I had for a serial story that takes place in a future where men are ruined and women dominate the Earth. If there is interest I may continue the story. Hope you enjoy. ***** It started as a treatment, though an accidental one at that. Much like Viagra was designed for heart medication and the other effects were only discovered during tes...
Anteros woke in Lien's bed. He rarely slept in a bed. When he did he slept alone. Usually a mat on the floor was all it took to allow him to sleep comfortably. He'd slept soundly and only woke now because of Lien's intimate touch. He woke with an erection as he almost always did. The difference this morning was that Lien's hand was grasping it. "Good mornin...
As a woman, I don't know what it would be like to have your cock completely worshipped and adored for hours on end—but I imagine it would be pretty fantastic! I happen to be on the worshipping end, and I love paying homage to what, in Tantra, is called the Lingam (pronounced ling-ahm)—which loosely translates into "Wand of Light." In the physical sense, it i...
The male was sentenced to fifty lashes upon his bare balls for insubordination to a female. Anhedonia made him stand facing the wall, his palms fixed to its cool surface by tight wrist-locks, his legs forced apart on the ground by a long metal bar which travelled between his two ankles and prevented him from shutting his legs. There he was: nude, displayed,...
Once some friends of ours told us about this lake they knew about where people went to swim naked. It was in the country, on private property. They said that it was way out in the sticks, so only people who knew about it ever went there. Whoever owned the place either never went there or liked the nudity, because people were never hassled there. People even...
Several hours have passed since Robin had begun her meticulous torture on the lovable, straining and throbbing fuck-toy in front of her. She licked her lips as she stared lovingly at the cum-covered cock, watching as it jumped and throbbed oh so desperately. Nami's heavy testicles pulled into her crotch from time to time, only to lose their strength and fall...
[The following story was written by me and is based on a general storyline that was suggested by an acquaintance who contacted me after reading one of my SPH themed stories. We began exchanging ideas and thoughts about our (and her partner's) fantasies, and this story is the result. I hope she will be encouraged to come up with a similar theme and ideas so t...