Yeah, I said it before, but it bears repeating: use common sense people! Some of this stuff fucking hurts and if done improperly can maim you for life, so study up, understand which of the kinks are safe and which are simply stupid. Presumably there are a lot of smart people reading here at Lit, but statistically there are also some pretty dumb asses also re...
There was another tumultuous uproar as Agnes Fairchild made her entrance, the women guests knew this could only mean one thing; they would be treated to the erotic delight of seeing a male undergo the psychological and physical torture of being taken close to death as he was hanged for their pleasure. The cocks rose on one and all of the males present who re...
Casablanca in the thirties was a cosmopolitan sprawl of adventurers and chancers from all corners of the planet; its Wild West feel drew many into its seedy society. The political climate to the north, mirrored by the eternal African turmoil to the south, only served to colour its atmosphere; generating business for the myriad of nightclub owners. A welcome...
Fiona Brown slipped a finger through the slick wetness of her cunt, as her masked pet was choked back on the leash as he masturbated on his knees. She stood in regal triumph in the comfort of her room at the Palace, the East End publication presented to her by the astute women slavers, open at the picture which confirmed the extent of her dominance so graphi...
Blanche stood before me in a show of her absolute dominance over a kneeling male, who was more than willing to just as he was told by a far superior entity. She allowed me to inhale her beautifully spicy womanhood, her panties now moist with arousal; she had a male just where she wanted him and her enjoyment of the situation was increasing rapidly. My cock d...
Miss Hunter had Abigail stand and she walked them both into the room he had viewed from the outside. She noted that his face had a distinct look of shame, rather than guilt. As Abigail walked eagerly to the chair, looking back to ensure he had not lost his senses completely and fled, Miss Hunter took his arm; "I know this is all difficult for you to take in...
Miranda was blessed with the fuller figure which drew unseen looks from older, wiser males who appreciated what a woman should look like, but some of her peers treated her with scorn; not the 'fashionable' waif like skeleton, younger males and females alike were often cutting with their remarks. As she settled her generous rump on a stool at the bar, many o...
As Nilok carefully stretched and nursed his soreness, he looked out across the street and then up to the lofty citadel, dreaming once more of what might be. He held the bars as various women passed by with their slaves in tow; either ignoring him completely or giving brief glances of utter contempt. As his eyes followed the rear of a particularly shapely wom...
The following morning, Miranda smiled with content as Clarissa and the ladies led her into a plush lounge which looked out onto a larger room through a two way mirror. There, on a bed at it's centre, lay the trussed and naked form of Lee Baker. Clarissa had her recline on a soft leather sofa while the redheaded Mimi brought a hooded male in on a leash, havin...
Dean was led into a small hall containing only a small table bearing a television surrounded by a dozen young men and women in white coats. He saw Moriarty, with her clipboard, standing in the centre of the group. The closing of the door alerted the entire room to his presence and all eyes turned to him as he walked across the hall. The small screen was show...