My name is Allison Brand, and I'm a model. For the past four years, I've been a fashion model. I've modeled blue jeans, skirt-suits, sportswear, swimwear, lingerie, just about every sort of type of clothing they sell in America. And then, my roommate Chloe stepped in and interfered. Chloe has something of a twisted and playful sense of humor. In additi...
Part I Tom felt bad, and stupid, for having let it slip to Vickey that he had paid massage therapists for hand jobs in the past. He honestly thought that this was not new news to her, but apparently it was. It didn't matter how long ago it had been, Vickey was livid and equated it to prostitution. "You paid for sex" was what she kept saying over and over. T...
I began to think about what she had just said. "First hogtie? Punishment?" I wasn't sure what it was that she had in mind, but something told me that it would be a reminder not to disobey for the rest of the week. When she mentioned my dirty socks, I knew she meant that I would soon find myself gagged with them. My mind began racing about some of what she ha...
Copyright 2009 by F. Diriger -3- David The day after I got out of my training with Ms Fechtenbaum, I figured out why I'd been having so much trouble convincing Dad of things I wanted. I'd had my eighteenth birthday on June 5, 2091, just a few days before I hacked our homebrain to watch Diane, and my birthday made Dad think I should be taking on more adult...
Robert's anger was largely appeased and he looked down on Susan's pitiful figure, tempted to help her up and cuddle her. However, he still felt it necessary to punish her to ensure that she learned a lesson. So, putting aside his merciful urge, he simply said, "Get up, Susan, and come over here." She struggled to her feet, head still bowed submissively, and f...
Another agonizing wave of desire passed through me as Kat's probing fingers delved deep into my vagina, exploring my innermost recesses and causing my sex to throb with urgent, hungry spasms. I gasped and whimpered as Kat fingered my pussy and drove my levels of desire and sexual need ever higher, making my loins throb with an urgent, ravenous hunger. "K...
If you have been a follower of the narratives written about me and the Secret Society, then you know a little more than the average story reader about a real organization of black men for black men and about the white women they control as captivates and sex slaves. The response to the earlier Secret Society narratives has proven that many of you want to kno...
CAUTION: This story is nothing at all like the happy sex romps that I usualy write. The young woman doesn't feel too unhappy now, but things may get a lot worse for her. Madame Top Hat, as she was known to her associates, happily watched the new ponygirl in training as she strutted on the treadmill. The trainee was tall and young and beautiful, with chestn...
It was shameful and indecent. I stood there naked, with a crowd of fully clothed women in attendance as Karlie knelt before me and worked her face in between my thighs. Karlie lapped at my wet, throbbing sex and when I squirmed and moaned in a shamelessly libidinous way, Karlie clamped her mouth over my swollen labia and her tongue went deep inside of me. I...
Dave had wanted to be crucified for as long as he could remember. He was brought up in the Catholic religion and even though the religious side of things had never made much sense to him he found the images of the crucifixion and the scourging erotic beyond words. He had long kept his fantasies to himself until he saw a personal in his local newspaper. It re...