This is not your typical incubus story. But then, this story did not come about in a typical way. I normally see a story in my mind, flesh it out as it plays through my mind several times, and then write it out. This story would not do that. It remained jumbled and kept going down what were apparently dead ends. Then I realized that what I was seeing in my...
I was bad last night; I made him jerk off again as I played with myself and than made him watch me as I use my big pink dildo on my hot wet pussy. Many of you have told me how you read my stories and jerk off. I got to thinking about how you jerk your beautiful cock and I like to see him do the same. Last night I had him lie on his back and use his right han...
CHAPTER NINE - Hiliad's life story "I'm one thousand years old." "That's not enough. Have you ever been in love?" I challenged him. I really did want to know. "I would love—" he said, rocking the empty glass of Sheep's blood in his hand. "No. You do as I ask and then I'll give you another one." The ball was in my court, then. "If I am to trust you, Hilia...
Disclaimer: I don't own Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills. Warnings: Slash, Incest, BDSM, Angst Rating: FRAO * Luke hid a smile, he could almost hear the frustrated words Bo was undoubtedly thinking. Ignoring the younger man, he focused on Daisy's jeep. Bo blew a breath of air between nearly closed lips. He didn't understand wh...
Every August, kinksters from all over the country convene at the annual Black Beat Conference to let off a little steam, party, and revel in some dark debauchery. It's a common meeting ground for people of color in the BDSM community, and the people who admire them, to explore their fantasies with others. It was also an event perfectly suited for Rick and Tr...
A hers & his recounting of sex as female Domme and male submissive. Her: I tell him to strip and watch carefully as he exposes himself to me, eyes downcast and demure as he slips off his clothes. I can sense that this overt submissiveness is an act, and my grin widens at the challenge. I want more than anything to watch the act fracture and give away to r...
Pain. Oh sweet raw pain; so misunderstood. Now you may be of the opinion that pain is for sick fucks or you may be in the camp that the mention of pain makes your cunt clench or cock throb. There's the kind of pain that we all hate such as stubbing our toe or whacking our funny bone but then there's the sweet, sweet pain where two worlds mesh and it becomes...
The crop was laid aside after I had administered it the tenth time. It hadn’t been a harsh whipping, but your arse was red and pleasing to my eye, and I hadn’t broken the skin. I ran my fingers lightly over it, and saw you flinch, but you didn’t moan or say a word. I went to the cupboard and got out some soothing ointment, and from here I could see your face...
This story is pure fiction, written at the request of a friend of mine. i hope Y/you all enjoy it. i do occasionally write things on request ;-) * * * * * Jon walks into the motel to find catie kneeling nude in the middle of the big bed. Hands are on the back of her neck, head up eyes down. His eyes wandre down her form to see if she has done what she was...
Tied in a humiliating kneeling position Nuzhah grunts in frustration. Stripped of weapons and amulets frustration leads into anger directed towards herself. Bound by magical rope she knows there was no use in trying to escape. She waited too long one miscalculation was the mistake that will cost her life. Every move was planned to the very second. Her timing...