Every part of John’s mind and body cried out for release. Somehow, tonight, his frustration and arousal had risen far beyond what he’d experienced so far. He hadn’t known it could get this bad. And yet there was still some part of him that felt as if he’d never known pleasure this intense before as
[This story includes bodily functions as well as significant discipline. If any of this offends you, please read no further. This chapter will make more sense if you read the previous chapters first, but you don’t have to in order to enjoy it. All characters are well over 18. My thanks to Leslie Jones for
The boardgame night had been fun. The usual group of friend playing a variety of games. Now it was over and it was just me, a cute girl, and a few ciders. Before you get things wrong, I wasn’t trying moves on her. Never had. I knew she was a lesbian, a gold star as
Imperial Advisor Magnus is a frequent enjoyer of the Empress’s premier caste of sex slaves, a kennel of nameless, superbly-trained women referred to as dolls. When he learns that a typically well-behaved doll has been acting out, he takes a personal interest in the situation. Very dark content rating – please read the tags below
The comment by Submisky35 on the original story kind of got under my skin. Did I really give too much away? It’s a balancing act, as I expect I would have gotten called out if I had simply made him oblivious. But, maybe, I could have written it off as too horny to notice? Should
Chapter 1.) ArrivalSherife Alina Adams walked carefully, her gun and flashlight directed in front of her. She had been on the hunt for human traffickers of the worst sort – people who kidnapped young women, and turned them into living sexdolls. A horrible procedure, Alina never understood. Why turn humans into sexdolls? If you want
The year is 1978. This part is true. I have a Submissive, simple as that. Of course there is a story, a long story of how our relationship began. Some day I may write that story but for now, all you need to know is that my Sub, my Slut has a special dining room
Anna pulled the car up to the curb and put it in park. I unbuckled and started to get up. She put her hand on my left thigh and began to slide it closer to my crotch.”Not so fast sissy. Come here” she said as she motioned me over. I looked into her deep beautiful
My friend Michelle DM’d me today while I was working at the office. That slut always has the naughtiest stories to tell and today was no different; she kept me wet all day. I went to the ladies room several times for the sole purpose of masturbating my sopping wet pussy. I dreamed of holding
Note to reader: What I value so much in femdom erotica is the idea of discovery. Additionally, I enjoy seeing the discovery as a process. On the one hand, notions, preconceptions of and about self, are being stripped away while on the other hand, one partner is helping the other to a new understanding of
Mistress’ Mother was seriously ill and she needed to remain away to care for her so she’d reluctantly told me about her new plan. Of course, whatever her wishes were I would follow them to the letter no matter how I felt. In many ways her new plan was pleasant and easy to acquiesce to.
Any mistakes are mine but in my defense I have tried to get editorial assistance several times but to no avail and English is not my first or second language. Spell and grammar check mostly set to US or Australian English.I had little idea what was going to happen in this story when I started
My husband and I drifted apart long before we got divorced. I know, that is no revelation. It’s how divorce usually works. Neither of us harbored animosity towards the other. It was just over. We are career professionals so there were no kids to fight over. It was just time to call it what it
The next morning I went home from Alexia’s place. I was allowed to leave my cage off for the first time in about a month.”Eli, you exceeded my expectations last night and for that we will reward you. I warn you that Amelia is a very horny girl. She wants to fuck every day, so
The blackness was complete. Although it wasn’t uncomfortable, it may have been borderline unnerving. She would never let him see that weakness in her, though. In the darkness she was aware of more. So much more: the feel of the bed, the temperature of the room, the sounds of her own breathing, deep and steady.
I feel the first velvety soft leather strap close then tighten around my ankle, holding me securely to the plushly padded table you’ve bent me over just moments ago. I tug, reflexively testing the strength of its hold, the silky texture of the restraint contradicting the strength of its immobility.The satiny black blindfold you’ve placed
Content warning: Bondage, Drug Use, Medicinal Play and References, Kidnapping, Electro Play, Slavery, Non-Consent, Mind Breaking and Mental Conditioning. Despite her initial denial, the female protagonist does come to enjoy everything happening to her by the end.If any of the above is triggering for you, please avoid reading beyond this point. All of the characters
Jackson lay face down on the poolside chaise and tried to watch the people coming and going as unobtrusively as he could. He was getting anxious since it was getting close to two in the afternoon and he would have to start getting ready for work soon with the apartment complex pool just starting to
“You got Mail,” so I heard as I walked past my computer on the way to relieve myself. Actually, all that I heard was a simple chime signifying that I had a new email. Most likely it was just junk mail so once I was done I just headed back out to my shop to
(All characters in this story are eighteen years of age, or older)Chapter 4George to the rescueGeorge’s shaky voice rises above the din of raunchy jokes. “This is… this is bullshit, Lincoln! You broke the rules!” You watch in a daze as George walks up to the taller boy, sniffling and wiping tears from his face.