Erika had felt that something wasn't right already that evening. A feeling of malaise and nausea suggested her to bring a bucket to keep next to her bed for the night. She had only lived a few months in her first own apartment and wasn't sure how she would be able to handle taking care of herself if she was getting sick. She hadn't been since she was a child...
"So what don't you like about vomiting," Dave asked. The three women were sitting in the living room of his stylish loft. Their chairs were arranged in a circle and they were all looking at each other. Nina went first, "Well, I don't like the feeling. Feeling all that food in your stomach trying to come out." "No one likes feeling sick," Dave said. "But...
I had begged and begged Margarite for the anniversary present I wanted most, and finally she agreed. She'd know I had a fetish for watching women puke, but she had never agreed to do it herself. But finally after weeks of begging, she decided it might be interesting to see what it was like. She had watched some of my videos- all those beautiful women emptyin...
Lola knocked on the door of the penthouse. She could hear loud music and tons of people inside. The party had already started. She had never done anything like this before- she didn't really even know what she was doing. All she knew was that she had answered an ad that said she could make some money by coming to a bachelor party. She wasn't sure what she wo...
A man was sitting in front of a mirror with lights all around it. Two girls were hurrying to get his make-up fixed, because, as they said, no one in the industry goes without make-up, not even the men. The man was in his late thirties. With his dark hair and his big eyebrows, people would generally describe him as charismatic. Still he exposed doubts to the...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** This story is fictional. All persons depicted are over the age of 18. All names have been changed to protect identities. This is a sequel to my two previous stories. If you haven't already read them, you may want to. *DISCLAIMER* This story DOES contain instances of shit, piss,...
The Origin of Nightmares Oliver led me into the small ship and it was the restaurant all over again. The heavy red curtains, the one lone table, and the waiters moving gracefully with trays of food. We walked to our old table, and slid into the booth, we just stared into each other eyes, blue eyes looking at light brown eyes, like creamy caramel. I had forg...
Kelsi greeted me at the door in her bra and panties, like she usually did. She never wore pajamas when she went to bed, so she often spent her nights in only her underwear. Her long blonde hair was brushing against the small of her back. I could tell she had already eaten dinner, since her usually tight, flat stomach was swollen and bulging out. She was such...
Synopsis: At the inn in Her Realm, MzDominica demonstrated Her glass-covered sensory deprivation chamber, showing how a recording with Her Voice as a subliminal soundtrack could be used to program slaves' minds, so very deeply, to obey Her. Mistress Black, who owns a chain of spas, made a deal with Dominica, to use the "relaxation chambers" to expand her bus...
One Saturday afternoon, I am told that I am going to disgrace myself. Ma'am tells me that we will be going out together that evening. As usual for our evening soirees in public, I have my identity stolen. The ritual begins: my body is waxed, my cock is locked away to prevent any unsightly bulges from appearing, I am dressed in lightly coloured and figure hug...