This is a short story that was originally designed to be illustrated. I could not however get my iMac to format the images in a way that literortica could handle. This one is just for fun. I hope you enjoy it! ***** It's Friday afternoon just past 4pm. You are so ready for the work week to be over and head home for a few days. Especially since you and your...
I followed the woman to another small office. I was directed to the couch and she walked around her desk and sat. She scanned my I.D. bracelet and reviewed her computer. She typed a few things before introducing herself. "Hello Lexi, my name is Miss Laura. I am a therapist here at The Breeding Center. I brought you here to discuss some of the events which ha...
This is a true account of my first session with a ProDome. Some of the details may be "fuzzy" a result of the intensity of the encounter... Thanks in advance for your patience... PROLOGUE I found Her on-line after searching for a real professional. My previous encounters had been at local "massage spa" where some of the attendants claimed to be experienced...
SOPHIE SHIVERED WITH THE COLD. It was no surprise to her, it was snowing outside and she was in a room with no heating. Excitement was also starting to take over her body. Tonight was the first time she had wanted to try this. Sophie's hair was dark, curly and hung just below her shoulders. She was naked. The tribal tattoos on her spine and upper arm highli...
Sara brushed her shoulder length blonde hair out of her face as she dismissed the cheerleading team from their practice. They practice their routines on the side of the football field as the football team does its own practice. During the water breaks the guys are always checking out her squad and hanging out with them. At least half of her girls are dating...
Chapter four: Uncle Marr Edward always remembered uncle Marr as his guardian and the only person who showed kindness to him. He has some vague collections of his terrible childhood; a child with no home, no friends, no one to trust or to talk with except uncle Marr. They were always traveling between the villages, hiding along the trails, sleeping at daytim...
Author's Note: I was flattered by the immense response I have received regarding the ending of this story. Sorry it has taken so long to get this posted, but I wanted to wait until the responses stopped coming in. And after that my whole system crashed and took forever to get fixed. But here I am back, and by an overwhelming 4to1 demand, the main character f...
Greetings, dear readers. I would like to invite you on a journey into the darkest heart of humanity. You're going to see all sorts of wonders, and horrors. It's not for the faint of heart. If you are the sort of man or woman who faints during horror movies or gets goose bumps, then I suggest you leave. If not, stick around and enjoy the show. I guarantee tha...
This had always been her fantasy... Bound and gagged and tied to a bed, at the mercy of whoever wanted to fuck her. One night, at a frat party, she got her wish when he came up to her. They had been eyeing each other the entire night, each playing out little fantasies about the other of their own in their minds. After a few rounds of Jack and whatever else...
The first thing that you notice when you awaken is the smell of burning candles. What the fuck? Candles? The second thing you notice is that you are lying on a bed. How you came to be on a bed or how you got there escapes your memory. One thing you are certain of is that it's not in the safe haven of your own room. Trying to sit up, you find that you can't....