Like a drug, reader's comments make me write more. Like a whip, constructive criticism makes me write better. Please vote and comment. Your feedback makes for better writing. Of course, it's best to read the previous chapters. ***** A Little Side Business, Part Seven It Ain't Over 'til It's Over Our hero takes resurrection road Spinning. Spinning in t...
Chapter 1-Indoctrination The Hellfire Club, a secret organization that exited within the shadows of society. The wealthiest and most influential were counted among its ranks, manipulating the world from the shadows, or just enjoying the luxuries of the Hellfire Club they were fortunate enough to experience. Sex, money, power, it was all available to those w...
Thanks to charrla again for editing the story so well. I'll still continue to post in "loving wives" despite the bad reviews. "Here is your coffee" said Selvam the milkman to the higher-caste beauty who waited for him, partially undressed, in her marital bed. Kayal slowly sat up in bed, took the cup, and started drinking. When she got up, she didn't bother...
The captain's cabin felt as if it were holding its breath. The air was still and heavy with tension. Every Hound watched the two women at the front of the cabin, eyes darting across the space between Anikai and Corentine. With her enchanted shackles taken off, her full breath of power lapped against all of their senses in gentle waves. The feeling was eerily...
A sex shop was not a place that Karlyn would normally be in. In fact, this was her first time inside of one. Her imagination had painted a nervous, dark picture of a poorly lit room, filled with haggard old men and cheap pornographic films. Much to her surprise, the establishment, aside from it's slightly risqué name, appeared to be much like any other store...
January 17, 1994 One way or the other, it had to end, this enduring torture of the flesh. It seemed as if she had spent the greater part of the last eight years trying to lose her virginity. (Okay, she had, but that's the whole point of these stories, eh?) For the last two weeks she’d gone to every singles bar, sex club, and strip joint she could find and s...
It was at the end of May 1993 that I lost my virginity. Looking back, it is a memory that makes me laugh and shake my head in wonder. It was Memorial Weekend and my fiancé, now my husband, and I were driving around. We had been contemplating "doing it" for several weeks and finally we decided to get a hotel room. If something happened okay, if not "no big de...
Another true story from my convoluted life. I am Sean. I am a white man with very limited sexual experience. I graduated college as a sexual virgin and married a sexual virgin who insisted on our always using a condom when we had sex (she wanted to see how much cum I produced each time), unless we were making a baby. I blew that relationship with a one ni...
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there lived a fair princess. But, she was far from happy as her husband the prince, who was not the fairest nor most handsome man in the realm--hey, it was an arranged marriage--had caught her looking at one too many good-sized cocks and had locked her in a tower to which only he had the key. Princess Anne lived a...
There were seats on the midday L train from Bushwick back to Manhattan, but I decided to stand. I had just been caned for the first time by a very lovely and sweet, yet highly sadistic Domme and my ass radiated heat and pain. The thought of sitting was not in the least appealing. Even just standing hurt, and walking was worse, as I was reminded when I got of...