Fantasy # 001 -- Exposure and Exhibition When I confessed one of my, at least to my mind, dirtiest and most secret fantasies with my Sir, I never dreamed it would ever become a reality. That morning began not unlike any other. I woke to find my Sir touching me, creating incredibly exciting feelings in my core. His caress woke me in more ways than one and i...
A chime sounded quietly in the darkened room, then after a few seconds, again. Pete rolled over, his eyes still closed. "What?" "Sorry to disturb you, sir," said the house, "Brandon Fullerton is calling. He says it is urgent. Would you like to speak with him, or shall I tell him you are not available?" "No, I'll talk ... gimme a second." He sat up in bed,...
For six sweaty, tangled months, they played at B&D. He, her stern, experienced Master. She, trembling and shaking through it all, unable to stop herself, a moth to flame. One day she came unraveled. Running scared, she fled his domain, fled his control, drove out of his life. For the next ten long years, she moved through her life as in a dream. The "good"...
~The following is entirely fictional and just a fantasy of mine. Any likeness to actual persons or events is unintentional and coincidental. Since Ch. 02 is still my highest rated story and was my first to get that little red H, here's Ch. 04! The saga continues again!~ ***** -Rose's Perspective- It had been almost an hour since I had called my next door...
Eros demanded me to thank him for his hospitality. I could not help myself; I laughed and looked up at him. Big mistake! His hand flew to the hair at the nape of my neck and jerked my head up and back so hard I knew for sure he was going to snap it off. Still being possessed an I'm sorry sir pranced out of my mouth as if it was something natural to say. Si...
Was he serious? Was all this really happening to her? She had trusted him. Trusted him with everything. With all of her deepest and darkest secrets. She had given him things she never thought to give anyone around her. And there right in front of her, he sold her out. He looked her in the eyes and sold out everything to his friends. She felt sick to her sto...
What is it that defines something as being wrong? I tried most days to not ponder too much over this question. The end of the month had arrived quicker than expected and here I was pulling on my black jeans, scuffed up trainers and scraping my hair up under my cap. As I headed towards the door I looked in on the door of the bedroom in the darkness, the moon...
Not so long ago I had an encounter with a mysterious stranger that piqued my interest in bondage and gave me the "real life" home invasion experience I had always wanted. He bound me and gagged me without mercy, and made sure that he took full advantage of my helpless state with various humiliations and tortures. In the end he gave me a challenge that would...
I blinked to try and adjust my gaze from the bright London morning to the gloom of the underground station as I carefully negotiated the stairs downwards. I was finally on my way home at 8:30am after my friend had dragged me from one nightclub to another and eventually to a house party that may or may not have been thrown by someone who knew someone who knew...
"Shit... another Friday night... and here I am needing something to get me off" Jessica recently broken up with her boyfriend of three years and has been struggling with not having a cock readily available. She is every guys dream girl in appearance and sex drive. Her petite body and C cup tits would be enough to drive any guy crazy. The kicker is that she...