Beth strolled along the racks of clothes, trying to keep her face impassive. Struggling, with all her strength, to hide her secret.It started with a simple text.——-“I’m thinking of you,” it read, “and I want you.””God,” she replied. “Me too. You have no idea. I’m just about to go out shopping for the afternoon.””I think
So for the next week or so I wore a chastity cage. I hated it. Everything about it. I hated how it felt all day and night. Nighttime was the worst, since normal nocturnal erections couldn’t happen (which worried me), and sleeping was difficult. I woke up angry and tired every morning. But the absolute
Lucy now notices something else about David’s body that stirs her curiosity.”David,” she interrogates, “Why don’t you have any pubic hair?”David looks again to Mistress pleadingly.Mistress renews her smile staring a hole through him and decides it will be more fun to answer this question herself.”I’ll field this one, Ms. Lucy…. You see- I prefer
Cathy’s car had tinted windows, so no-one could see me in the back. Just as well. My long black dress had only shoulder straps, and my shoulders and arms were naked. My neck collar, proudly proclaiming my slut status, was therefore very visible. My butt plug was in my ass, pressuring gently on my sensitive
“Welcome one and all to the life centre,” a soft female voice filled James’s ears.He was sitting in a huge white room, along with at least a hundred other men. We all were prisoners, captured during a war that should never have happened.”We hope you enjoy your stay here,” the voice began again after a
The Association was the shorthand for a group with a very long name. It had been founded in the years before the Civil War as a source for White sex-slaves. With the 13th Amendment the Association removed the “White” qualification and became a fully inclusive sex slave regulator. It existed hidden, with many powerful people
A note from the author:Thank you for taking a moment to stop in and read my content. I originally wrote this for myself with no intention to share. But I thought what the heck, did some hasty editing and posted. I am open to all comments, suggestion, ideas, etc. I hope to write other content
“I fucking need him,” she whispers to herself as she kept looking at the clock. Every minute that passed felt like hours, but she sat patiently waiting for his return. “Fuck, where is he already?”It’d been a full week since he’d left to be with his family two states over and when she offered to
Choices Pt. 2This is the continuation of Part 1, about my getting revenge on a girl who had tormented me in High School. While not the first erotic story I have written, it’s the first I’ve shared with the general public. Gentle feedback is welcomed.After giving her five minutes to compose herself, I pulled out
“Ah, Marian. I’d like you to meet my daughter. This is Karen. She’s going to be practicing her executive skills with the company for an indefinite period.”Jeremy Bates had dropped by the office of Mrs. Wintergreen on a slow afternoon, with a beautiful strawberry blonde on his arm. The twenty-something-year-old had her luscious hair flowing
This story was written by two authors – MichelleGraham and myself. This is my first attempt at co-writing with the alternating points of view. Hope you enjoy!I have been submitting to my Goddess for almost a year now. One of my most frequent tasks has been to provide worship. Sometimes that may be as simple
I Have been in an open marriage for the past ten years or so, both my husband and I enjoying the lifestyle, including swapping, swinging, and having friends with benefits.My husbands best friend Bill is our next door neighbor. After years of flirting, teasing, we had finally given into our mutual desire for one another
“Everything that is new or uncommon raises a pleasure in the imagination, because it fills the soul with an agreeable surprise, gratifies its curiosity, and gives it an idea of which it was not before possessed.” — Joseph Addison, 1712, The SpectatorNow I knew the meaning of the name Wooden Pony Club and its nature
Keys jangling against the lock sounded outside the apartment door and Eli stood up slowly, ruler in hand. The door creaked open, and he rolled his blue eyes as he watched the familiar form of his partner Jacob, with messy auburn hair and a dirty T-shirt and torn jeans, entering slowly. He could smell him
Claire was bored and frustrated. She could only walk the garden so many times and divert herself with books and music for so long. She was a young woman and had recently tapped into the needs of her body and its potential for pleasure. The fact that she could see the stables where Pierre worked
“For fuck sake Samantha, if I have to come down there to show you how to do your FUCKING job again, you’re going to FUCKING lose it!! Is that understood?!” Her voice, despite coming from the red, kissable lips of a beautiful woman, salivated with venom as she slammed the phone of her desk phone.
A/N: some of my stories are inspired by true events…*She examines her captive hungrily: robust chest heaving with shallow breaths and shapely arms falling down and disappearing bound behind his back. She knows this, because she secured him to the chair herself. Only the finest metal handcuffs for her prey, as she anticipates this one
She stood outside the door and pulled the keys from her pocket with shaking hands. The clinking they made as they hit together made her grimace, though she was sure it couldn’t be heard from the other side of the door. She hesitated, and then taking a deep breath inserted the key into the lock
“Is that a vibrator?” I lift my head for a better view.”Yes,” he switches on the vibrator and scoots between my legs.”It’s going to be a frustrating day for you,” I jerk when he places it on the hood of my clit. Slowly pleasure builds up. I greedily bend my knees and spread the legs
She was on her knees.Her head down on the pillow.Her hands bound in front of her.She was attached to the headboard.Semi-clothed.Her blouse torn open and shredded.Her bra unclasped and dangling underneath her.Attached to each of her nipples were clamps.The clamps were connected by a thin metal chain.Her tits ached.Her skirt was hiked up around her