Letter from the author: This story contains female domination and humiliation. The main character has a small dick and therefore feels inferior. If you don't like this kind of story, please don't read it. To all others, please enjoy. I encourage feedback, it helps me know what the readers like and dislike. Goamz 86 * Melissa began to formulate her plan. I...
I had been awakened that morning before dawn. Through the veil of sleep her activity in those pre-dawn moments grew ever more intense, insistent and spellbinding . . . Already she’d had me on my belly for over an hour, my privates enclosed in a large ice pack. She whispered that she was going to enslave my ass, and the enslavement of my ass was precisely...
It was Valentine's Day once more. Every since my ex broke my heart two years ago, every act of romance soured my stomach -- literally. I couldn't stand to be physically near any public displays of affection. When friends and co-workers talked about being "in love" I had to leave the vicinity. It was a true test of wills for me to not smart off to all these f...
Dinner was over, thank goodness. It had been for about 30 minutes, which is just about the minimum amount of time you had to socialize afterwards before you could excuse yourself without drawing any attention to yourself. Conventions were nice for a variety of reasons. In the first place, they got me out of town for a few days. Second, I could always spend...
Let me say this is my first attempt at writing for Literotica and after several starts I find this is a lot harder than I thought. If this were on paper rather than on a computer I am sure there would be a heap of paper in my trash can. After reading this some of you may think it belongs in a trash can any way. But so be it here goes. This story is part trut...
Thank you my inspiration. The cold blast from the shower left me spluttering and I swear I could hear a soft chuckle from the bedroom. Grabbing a towel, I pad down the landing, leaving a trail of wet footprints in my wake. The towel pooling on the floor as I spy you, laying on the bed, arms folded across your chest and a devilish gleam in your eyes. Maybe I...
"My ass is virgin," Eden had told me on our first date. A simple statement, quite out of place for an average date. A statement that might have meant "but you can fuck my cunt all you want, I'm a slut" or "I'm saving it for the right guy - is that you?" Or both? I certainly took it as a challenge, because I was ready to be somebody's Mr. Right, and I had...
I would never have thought it. I had known Jane eight years, and although she was cute-pretty - five nine, blonde, with a narrow boyish figure - we had never moved beyond low key flirting. Truth be told, despite her niceish looks she wasn't that sexy. Too cold. So the possibility that, for a week, she would submit herself to my every whim and fancy, well it...
Jack pushed her into the room and unfastened the cuffs at her wrists. "Turn around and bending from the waist, pull down the thong, slowly," he ordered. Trembling, she turned and did as he asked. "Spread your legs and grab your ankles," he commanded once she was fully bent over. She stepped out of the thong and spread her legs, wrapping her hands around her...
Her heart pounded in her ears as she listened to the sound of her black Chanel pumps clicking on the floor. They were a constant sound, one of comfort, to one who was about to do the unthinkable. At least to her. She felt dampness on her upper lip and stopped at the Ladies Room before making her appointment. Once inside she dabbed at her face with blotting...