The Political Prisoner and the Sympathetic Russian Guard Sergei was chained naked to the bed. He awaited his tormentor with stoic resignation. Natasia Primakova was the most beautiful of the guards at the secret prison. Her long black hair flowed down her back like the Don flowed through the Ukraine. Neither her leather gloves nor her long black coat could...
Steve and Gwen woke up early the next morning, but lost track of time while they showered together. Steve finally managed to dry himself while Gwen remained in the shower, singing as she washed her hair. Just as Steve pulled his shirt on, a light knock sounded on his door. Steve swung the bathroom door closed and went to see who was knocking. He immediately...
Thanks to those of you who stuck up for me on the last Chapter. Please remember everyone this is a hobby for most of us on Literotica, we're not trying to land on the New York Times best seller list. Thanks to my dear editor, Dawn who helped set me straight on the last scene. One disclaimer...if you have a weak stomach, when Garrett Brown mentions the tra...
1600 hrs, Adam Dawson's house, six miles from the base. Adam Dawson opened the front door to his house in Chesapeake. As he walked in, Garrett Brown followed him while studying the inside. The décor was modest with one wall in the living room adorned with Navy memorabilia the SEAL collected over the years. Throwing his keys on the end table, Adam turned to...
A/N Thank you for being patient with me... sometimes I don't think this story is the best choice for literotica, but thanks for reading it anyways. ***** JAAN Later In Jaan's wildest dreams he had never once imagined it would end the way it did, but now he sat staring out the window in his spartan kitchen wondering how he had managed to fuck it up so ba...
As Madam Angela left the dungeon and slammed the door behind her, Julia, muted by the piercings through her tongue, was left to worry about what was to come by herself. Natasha, who was tied to the St. Catherine's Cross opposite her was hanging her head down to the ground, so there was nothing she could read from her face or eyes. She dared not look to her M...
I am resubmitting these stories under a new profile. They are my stories. I changed some names for personal reasons. ***** My obsession with my wife's past sex life changed our relationship forever. A few months ago, I met Natalya's previous lover in the Ukraine where I confirmed that she had indeed entered into a sex for money relationship. A few weeks l...
Sometimes things just happen. I lived in Chicago, but was transferred to the Bay area by my company. They paid for my wife to move with me, but that was in doubt - our relationship had been on the rocks, and though we hadn't communicated directly, it was likely she would not be joining me. So for the time being, I stayed in a residence hotel - full bar, bre...
LXVIIGive Unto OthersOdile2110 The remuneration for a day's work was meagre. It amounted to nothing more than the use of a second-hand blanket and a meal that was double the size of what Odile normally had to eat. That was all. But it was something. Edith was helping to boil a pot of stew on a stove, while Odile doled it out into wooden bowls that were gr...
Why does the grass always look so much greener on the other side? I often wonder about that and have said to myself I never cheat on my wife. Human nature has a funny way throwing monkey wrenches into thing or throwing us a curve ball now and then. My name is Hobbs and I am 31. I spent most my life as an army brat traveling from state to state and post after...