The next morning after breakfast, Sarah settled into a comfortable chair and resumed her sewing. As she worked, she kept thinking about the previous night. The way Brian had taunted and tormented her, purposefully provoking her was so different than other times when he had been sweet, tender and caring. She couldn't figure out which side of him was the real...
Following on from my Space Oddity stories, I'm still in a whimsical mood so here goes. Think you know the Snow White story? Uh-uh! The Brothers Grimm were circumspect when recording the tale and Disney got it all wrong (much too sentimental and he had to think about the film's rating anyway). This is the true account of what actually happened (trust me on th...
There are tales of the Strap on Sex Variety. I want to see girls giving to guys up the ass with a big strap on cock. Choose from one of the options below: The first scenario is you get sent to and all women’s prison but you’re a guy. You get caught for reckless diving but the male prison is over crowed. So you get sent to a rough prison with corrupt female g...
The souls of exceptionally wicked men are made to endure a special Rite of Passage in Hell and those who succeed, they get to become Demons. In mortal life, I was Baler, the right-hand man of His Highness the Great Aku, an ancient king who ruled over the Basaa people in what is today called Cameroon. In my time, I was a particularly brutal warlord. I was bor...
The name is Michael Kingston. A tall young Black man living in Boston. I'm a college student and part-time pimp. It's one of my many passions and I indulge my needs to the max. I'm openly bisexual in a time when many men hide their sexual proclivities for fear of social condemnation. I don't hide anything. I like to fuck both men and women. That's my busines...
The sound of a car door closing announces your arrival I greet you at the door with my heart pounding it has been a week of anticipation. I take you into my arms and kiss you passionately. We break apart again looking at each other with hungry eyes. You start taking things out of your bag with a wicked grin on your face! There is massage oil scented, candl...
Jennifer wasn't too impressed by her choices at the Teen Queen Shoppe. Everything seemed either way too boring or way too expensive for a broke but radiant blonde who had barely turned 18. As she roamed the aisles, Jen was not aware the manager, Mr. Peterson, a muscular man of 50, was watching her on the security cameras. He loved girls like Jen: So smooth...
After much soul searching and sleepless nights Anna had decided to make the move north as her job had offered her relocation, she moved into a lovely old cottage it needed some work but the wooden seat by the little stream at the end of the sunny garden sold it to her. The job was good but the evenings slow, Anna decided to join the local gym. Before fillin...
Once upon a time in the middle of winter, when the flakes of snow were falling like feathers from the sky, a Queen sat at a window sewing, and the frame of the window was made of black ebony. And whilst she was sewing and looking out of the window at the snow, she pricked her finger with the needle, and three drops of blood fell upon the snow. And the red lo...
My hands gripped the bathroom counter like my life depended on it, my very sore ass pressed into the sharp edge of that same counter, which hurt. I'd just taken a bunch with the Wicked One, Hatch's thick leather belt. I'd deserved it, I'd been bad, gotten another speeding ticket, and Hatch hadn't been happy about it. I was due for another spanking with the W...