All characters are over 18. It's Thursday. Waking up I'm still miserable. I can't bother to look after myself. I'm dirty and bedraggled in old track pants a tee shirt. After I manage a coffee and toast I decide to check my computer. First I check my bank account and I'm astounded to find that there is twenty thousand more than I expected. I check my ema...
Chapter 1 - Friday Night on the Town "How about this one?" My roommate April was browsing the back pages of the local underground newspaper. "Grand Opening," she read out. "Club Latex! Love to dominate? Live to serve? Or just curious? Everyone welcome!" I looked up from my book. "Are you nuts? I just suggested we try something a little different tonight....
It was Teelah's first night in her new apartment in the city. She was lying in bed, beads of sweat were forming over the muscular legs she spent so many years honing in gyms for countless hours, the legs that were the source of her powerful physical presence, the legs that tossed and turned her in her tortured twisted dreams. Teelah dreamed of a girl, the sa...
The Château "The Promised Land always lies on the other side of a wilderness." — Havelock Ellis, The Dance of Life From the window in the tower I could see out over all of the estate. Surrounding the big house were manicured lawns dotted with tidily trimmed shrubs and bordered by dense woodland. A gravel driveway circled in front of the porch before veer...
Author's note: As absurd as the concepts of hucows and ponygirls are, I tried to take them quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow or a ponygirl and her owner, in search of what these admittedly strange fetishes mean, at least to me. Therefore, beside the tropes of the genre (kinky sex, humiliation and de-humanization), you will find the musi...
Chapter Three Pony Girls The slave was tired. It was well into the afternoon and she'd been suspended for several hours. The ben wah balls had stopped vibrating; their batteries exhausted. She missed the pleasure they'd provided, even though that was a torture as well; being aroused without orgasm. All her muscles ached now. She knew she wasn't being hurt,...
Cupping her elbow lightly in his hand, Goncourt led Lady Huysmans from the dining room, across the tiled hall to the broad sweeping staircase. She was a haughty woman, he knew she would flinch at any more intimate touch, a woman of breeding who hunted and rode to hounds and would feel herself to be a little above the likes of him. Her cool reserve throughout...
Author's note: Readers, if you're not familiar with my work, please read: "His Little Belly Dancer" under 'Erotic Couplings' before reading this one. I wasn't originally going to make a 2nd chapter, but prompting from a reader had me do so. The night time sky was a velvet purple as the snow fell rapidly. Charcoal clouds were sparse in the sky. The night was...
Everyone in this story is over 18. ***** Walking up the path to the house, Tippi knew she looked good in her new riding boots. Would Papa understand? Would he respect her finally as a career woman? Tippi had her own staff and was quite the corporate maven in New York. However, Tippi's family had always ridiculed her, the quick temper and childish pompo...
Please please write something to me either here as a comment or through my profile. Every little word from someone reading my stories is wonderful. This is chapter 9, please read chapter 1-8 first. *** Mao Meiliang woke up in her hotel room bed together with Ming, Ting, Congming and Yueliang. All five girls were completely naked in the queen size bed lyin...