~ The Southend Apartments, Greenwich Village, NYC, Feb. 14th... ~ Amid a crash of thunder from outside the brownstone building, the doors to the foyer opened, allowing the haggard form of Ramona Yarborough to stumble inside. Her appearance at that was far from the fashionable, attractive woman she was known to be. Caught in the torrential downpour of rai...
Donovan It's late evening. I'm sitting on the sofa absent-mindedly watching TV. I'm donning my sleek, black prosthetic leg and wearing a black graphic tee and pair of joggers. I'm watching some kind of horror movie to pass the time and keep me distracted from any nervousness. I've been speaking to Katiya for about 3 months online, after meeting her on a dat...
Dear Shoeblossom I had a sister, Huxley, ("Hubert and Huxley, so cute") and we lived at home during our university years, as Pop was bursar at the local college, so we went for free. Huxley had a best friend, Tamsin, who was cute but chubby, and I teased her about it, and one day Tam pulled my pants down when no one was around, and gave me a spanking--me,...
Author's Note: Apologies if this chapter is too long. This story requires a lot of setup. This story takes place in a separate fantasy world. Many elements were taken from real life cultures and time periods, but this story isn't meant to represent our reality. Also, if you haven't read any of my stories before, I'll warn you. I love describing certain thing...
She said, "This is going to sound fucked up." That got my attention, since things we had done to this point, things I had done to her, could get me arrested in a different context. Given what was acceptable to us, fucked up by our standard had to be fairly intense. We had neither of us been shy about pushing limits or experimenting with pain and rope. "I w...
Author's note: This story is mainly a description of what it might be like to be a ponygirl slave, for which purposes it is set in a vague dystopian world in which ponygirl slaves are objects of use, and not selves to be cared for. There has been a conscious attempt to cover all aspects of such a life, including those that I would have been inclined to shy a...
Nick and I were apart the next couple of days. He went off hiking with some friends and I mostly hung out at home. I read some on the internet about sex and different things, and soon was more at ease about my own activities. Some of the stuff people talked about doing or wanting to do was pretty messed up. I did talk with Jill the night before Nick got bac...
Author's Note—This is a work of fiction and all characters are well over the age of consent. ##### Tanya left shortly before 7:45 because the chime clock rang its chorus for the ¾ hour. Lucy decided she was exhausted. She changed into her night shirt and made a cup of tea. She took that to the bedroom, turned the TV on and then the DVR. She settled into be...
I had set the alarm for quite early, as there was a lot to do before taking Mary to work in the morning. She was very eager to see me, but also very tired as this had been her second night in a row with little or no sleep. Now it was time to start teaching her the weekday routine I would expect her to follow from now one. "Do you need to piss now?" I asked...
From his vantage point, he could look up her body and see her serene face, so peaceful in the afterglow of orgasm. He could also see her bush in front of his face and as he shuddered with arousal at how turned on she made him. In order to kiss her as she wished, he had to let her thighs drape completely over his shoulders, lifting his shoulders up to take he...