“I've seen you, you know I have. I know you've been performing for me, I've heard you singing to me while you wash the dishes” Great, in my own house half-naked and tied to my own dining chair. He was behind me now, tightening the bindings that held my hands to the chair. I could smell him, the slightly sweet aroma of old sweat mixed with what? Old socks? T...
Note from author- My crossover story featuring the sixties tv shows the Avengers (UK) and the Man from Uncle. I have incorporated the Girl from Uncle tv episode 'Mother Muffin Affair' for plot. Adult movie stars Chanel Preston as Emma Peel and Ryan Driller as Napoleon Solo. ***** ACT 1- Oh, to be in England. London, England. Hackney Wick to be more precis...
This is Chapter two of 'Alex's birthday', please comment or message me if there is anything in you'd like to see done to me in Chapter 3!. ------------------------------ The guys had gone on ahead and left jack to pull me along, my arms and legs were weak from the night before so the going was slow, but Jack didn't seem to mind. I followed him out of the...
Pulling up into the gravel driveway, I felt my insides quiver. The steering wheel felt slick as my palms sweated with eagerness and nerves. Even though no one touched me, I felt my skin tingle at the thought of the man inside the house. Over a year ago, I had begun to speak to him over the Internet. Through exchanged pictures, and text messages, he had beco...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan September 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. The house...
He was naked. Exposed. Vulnerable. Before he had entered the room, he had a name, an identity, a sense of self. But as he crossed the threshold to his Master's bedroom, he lost it all. He has no name, as objects have no need of names. He has no identity beyond that of a toy; his master had no need for another boyfriend. He has no sense of self, only a sense...
CHAPTER 1 In his plush office at Forester's Counseling Unlimited, Dr. Lloyd Forester sits at his desk finishing up a chart on a patient. He pauses and he stares at his tape recorder. With a sigh he shakes his head and clicks rewind. He pulls his note pad out and sharpens his pencil. At the top of the pad he writes: CASE # 1458 Subject: Otis Malone He pus...
Tuesday dawned overcast and dreary. The Weather Channel was calling for intermittent rain showers later in the day. It would be a good day to spend my free time between classes catching up on paperwork. I had already decided that I would wear my new grey pinstriped suit with a black silk blouse and the black under garments Marsha had so skillfully helped me...
I had just turned twenty two and was working in a local upscale hotel as a waiter in the restaurant. I checked the reservation list for lunch and noticed a familiar last name, James, a wealthy gentleman who had a gorgeous wife. Mrs. James was around thirty and her husband was much older then her. They stayed at the hotel twice a year on special occasions. I...
For the first time in years I can say with all honesty that I was a bad girl. I did it intentionally. I wanted Master to punish me, and I did all I could to get what I wanted. I just expected my punishment to be different. When Master took me to the local fetish club, and I started exaggerating how much my spankings hurt, I expected Him to beat me harder in...