Nicole opened the door to the house, casually flicking what was left of a joint into the bushes. She had promised her aunt Carol that she would house-sit for the weekend, and was excited to have the place to herself. The house was as immaculate as it was large, with a massive living room where she planned to sit and watch movies for the night, diapered and c...
Ariel's petite, lightly tanned body moved gracefully with each step, her black workout pants revealing the movements of her hips. With every step, her athletic shoes rose from the pavement, leaving behind the soft crunch of someone small running of gravel. Her jacket had long since been removed and tied around her waist; it was too hot to exercise with one,...
To RS, the delightfully alluring muse who has kept me on task. I hope it was worth the wait. Author's Note: This story involves BDSM, pet play, watersports, cuckolding, cuckqueaning, and humiliation. The first five parts are in fetish, but the cage aspect seemed more BDSM, though often I wish there was an option for spillover stories. For those who don't wa...
In this chapter Nicolle begs the first group of men to urinate all over her. Actually she does more than that, much more. She intends to show these guys what watersports is really all about and does everything possible to prove that she's nothing but a worthless little pisswhore. * * * * * * * * It was about ten o'clock when we heard a knock at the door...
After corresponding via e-mail and talking briefly on the phone, I am ordered to visit your house, and you are at the front door to greet me. You take me inside the house to your living room and give me something to drink. It is made clear that refusing is not an option. You bid me to sit on the couch, and you join me. After we drink and talk, you lean in...
Jennie hated herself at the moment. She was wearing white stretch fabric pants with no underwear, was sitting on a bus stop in the middle of a long empty road and had to pee like a racehorse. There were no bushes or trees anywhere near her so unless she wanted to squat to pee for anyone passing by to see her which she didn't she just had to hold it until the...
We were five satiated, sleek bitches filing into the bathroom, drunk on orgasms and a little weak at the knees. And it was all my doing. See, there's nothing I like as much as arranging little dyke orgies for a gaggle of foxy babes like myself, good-lookers who know how to turn on a slut and make her pussy steam and her clit swell! Here we all were in the b...
The next night Edna warned John and Jane, "I have a friend from the Astarte Nunnery who is coming tonight. Do you mind if I have some ..." "Sex? That's right," answered John, "You'll have her, we will have each other." "What's her name, Edna?" asked Jane. "Chang Lequ. She is of Chinese descent." John guffawed and explained, "Lequ is the Chinese translati...
John and Jane had seen their mortgage installments grow, and decided to moonlight. When seeking a night job for them both (they loved each other so much that they could not miss a night together), they find that there was a sex shop that sought a couple of salespeople for the night shift. They went hand in hand to the shop owner, who received them in his of...
My delightful mistress had made a joke about me being a "sucker for punishment". To help underline her point and prove my devotion, I smiled softly and then asked in a quiet voice: "May I have some more, please mistress?" Patricia, one of the world's most famous historical romance writers, smiled almost indulgently at me. "You sound just like Oliver Twist,...