As he stood watching the woman behind the desk he found it increasingly difficult not to fidget. He didn't know who the woman was but he knew she was some kind of big shot in the company, perhaps even the owner. Chris Pickles, his manager, had been all over her when she arrived, in fact he couldn't have fawned over her anymore if he'd changed his name to Bam...
Lying on his back, legs spread, the African-American porn star and icon known as Brian Pumper was right where he was born to me. Smiling wickedly, TS Madison, also known as Big Dick Bitch, the world's most famous transsexual performer, was ready to give her biggest fan one helluva treat. Oh fuck, Brian Pumper said, moaning quite deeply as TS Madison pushed h...
"FFFUCK!" Bjørn yelled as he received another crushing blow to his shoulder. His right arm dropped to his side, dislocated, unable to even grip the training sword in his hand. Every movement sent shocks of pain up his arm and across his shoulder. As his focus shifted to his arm, his opponent came in for another attack. He hefted his shield up with his left a...
It took me half the night to read the report on Mr. Greg Sands. Several times I had to put the report down and have a slug of straight whiskey. The report had shaken me to my very core. I might have known my friend Sandman at 18 years of age but the person at 28 was a sick twisted animal. The report gave me all the answers I was looking for and I thanked Go...
I was lying in her bed surrounded by scientists with all sorts of weirds instruments and flying drones scanning me. "The genetic pen is ready, sir." "Analyse the fetus, one last time..." "...Yes, Sir " 'sigh' The guy with multiples monocles on his right eye reinserted the probe inside my vagina for the seventh time as her hospit...
The one for whom these stories were written in days past was kind enough to let me post them. Master has my devotion as well as my gratitude this generosity and many, many others... * If I were tied and bound at your feet, would you take advantage of the situation? Would you restrain me even further, perhaps tying me down to a bed, or a chair, or even agai...
Author's Notes: (1) I assure my critics that the two involved herein love each other and have found a way to make it even more powerful. The psychology is complicated. (2) This is an evolution of power exchange in a relationship. Start with Chapter One. The "missing links" are in Chapters three to five. (3) My apologies for the short chapter. There will b...
It's time for my annual orgasm. It had been more than a year, sixteen months to be exact, since my last orgasm. According to the contract my Mistress/Wife Michele and I had signed on the night before our wedding, I was contractually entitled to at least one (and not more than three) orgasm per year. However, I had committed four offenses which had added an...
The basement is set aside for special occasions. There we have THE CHAIR, right smack in the middle of the room. There we do fun things when you and I have lots of time and you are feeling virile. (After all, I am always ready for you.) The walls have been sound-proofed. High-resolution video and still digital cameras are set up with excellent lighting. A...
(You may want to read The Journey before reading this so you will know the background of Tom/Tonya and Jason. These stories are a combination of real life and fiction. Thanks for sharing your comments.) Tonya was content as she stretched across Jason's lap. She had given Jason a long slow blow job and now Jason was rubbing his sissy slut's smooth ass a...