Exploring the few things in the room with the large desk made me think that the main room for this entire compound was that torture room behind me; besides from few screens, showing my team breaking the deserter's bodies. Nothing was inside the desk drawers, other than papers that could contain code words, after I found they were blank, now were lying on the...
I originally wrote this story for my online Dom. My Master often sends me to bed describing in detail the scene he wants me to simulate with toy play. This assignment was actually intended to work on subduing my orgasms as a practice of my controlled submission to my Master. (I will let the reader decide if I need a little more practice!) This was my first...
How and why was I in this situation, only those of you who crave the same fun can understand. I was a 32 year old marketing executive, beautiful wife, but with a craving for the dark side of B&D and even S&M that my All-American lifestyle did not include. The feeling of helplessness, of fear, and of humiliation that are not a part of "normal" peoples lives....
This is my entry into the 'Winter Holidays Story Contest'. Be sure to vote, and either leave a comment or send feedback. I hope you enjoy it. **** Dozens of lights twinkled from their perches. A fresh pine scent filled the air. Gaily wrapped presents crowded together to find a spot under the tree. People scurried through the stores to find those last elusi...
Notice: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This is a sexually explicit story and if this material offends you or you are under the l...
Hi, my name is John. I'm a voyeur. I can't remember exactly when it became clear to me that I actually prefer to watch rather than participate, but it's been a long time. At first and for many years I tried to deny what turned me on, sexually. But once I admitted it to myself, I set out to find an occupation that would afford me optimum time and opportunity,...
O.K., I admit I probably shouldn't have done it. But, really, who in their right mind would have expected this? But, then again, who do I know who's in their right mind? Sure, I mean, all the tales warn against doing it, but nobody ever suggests that this can happen. Come on. What? You look puzzled. Maybe I should start at the beginning. Slowly? Right. We...
A solitary figure trudged against the gusting Omaha wind. Paul had to lean forward to walk into the wind, being careful to change his angle when the wind suddenly switched direction without notice. Holding on to his hat with one hand and clutching the collar of his Navy Pea Coat with his other, he should have been protected. Unfortunately, it started to snow...
As I walk down the street, just returning from getting a haircut, I find myself thinking back fondly to the previous week. My heart still thumps faster and harder at the mere thought of being Stella's sex toy: when I close my eyes, I can vividly picture each sensation that accompanied her sitting on my face. Each thought sends more and more blood coursing to...
This story does not stand on its own and the author suggests reading CH.1 first. --------------------- I couldn't sleep. The walls in the hotel were too thin and kids running back and forth down the hall all night were making a ton of noise. Eventually I did doze off and without the use of the cell phone alarm feature I slept until the housekeeper knocked...