I panned the camera across the room, showing over one dozen naked guys, plus my best friend draped across a table. I zoomed in on the naked Reiko just as Matt withdrew from her, gooey whiteness from him and others spilling out from between her legs. Slowly, I moved up the camera up the Asian
Final FantasyBzzt, bzzt.The cell phone vibrated atop the nightstand, the screen coming to life with a brilliant white glow that pierced the darkness of the room. Even the heavy wind pouring out of the fan from across the way couldn’t drown out the whimsical chime signaling an incoming text message, the alert rousing me from
A story of innocence to submission and sluthood Having lived in a large city for most of my adult life the move to a small southwest town was going to be a huge change. I had been involved in the BDSM community for the past five years and had many friends who warned me that
This is a longtime coming; a story that’s been in my head for years. If you haven’t read “Raw” and “Raw & Broken” yet, you’ll want to, as this story concludes the series. If you need a refresher on the introduction to Ginger and Darryl, re-read “Raw Ch. 09.”~ SSW~~~Everything happens for a reason. Which
I am hooked on bondage and want more. Again I submit to being used sexually to satisfy a male fetish. We decide to start our own games. Reg and I sat down to plan what we would need if we to start our own little business. We had gotten ideas for what had happened to
Chapter 22 — AIA and LisaRoss and Lindsay were able to take a walk along the beach a little later, and I assumed it was for her brief inculcation into the world of intrigue that I’d just been sucked into. I wondered whether I could have said ‘No’. When they returned, she looked at me
‘Self-isolation’ had become the key phrase over recent weeks; uttered by those in authority on both a national and local level. The boundaries to normal, daily, life were being drawn in ever tighter.Luke wondered about it.The phrase had been used on him by his new employers. They were taking no chances on having COVID-19 take
Spankings had always been used in our house for both my sister and me. I’m 19 and my sister is 22 and has since moved out and is living on her own. My father works out of town a lot, so it’s usually just my mother and me. When I was younger, we had this
Thank you to those who read my first few works. Thanks for the follows, likes, comments, and creative criticism. I am by no means a writer, therefore there may be some grammatical errors and/or stories that may not appeal to some. All I ask is that you to to be kind and understanding as I
All characters in this story are over 18.Part 1: The Bus RideBack in 1981, when you were getting high on a coach bus you could slide the window open a few inches and exhale out into the wind. Of course, cigarette smoking was allowed on the bus back then which helped mask the smell of
Young married couple trying to live a fantasy My wife and I got married in the 1970s. We were deeply in love and wanted to share a life. She was the smartest, most beautiful and desirable woman I had ever met. She was a little over 5 foot tall, had long dark hair that came
Clara slowly came to her senses. She gasped softly as cool air brushed against her skin. The petite girl nervously opened her eyes. Where was she this time?Clara was horrified to discover that she was naked again, tied down to a cold metal platform. Her hands and feet were restrained by heavy metal clamps built
Have you ever had one of those experiences that both appeals and excites at the same time? Well, I did. I’ll never forget late last summer when I decided to take a nice, long mid-day nap after having worked several hours on my vegetable garden. I remembered the day was a very hot and humid
I still remember when I first asked him to spank my pussy. “Are you sure?” he had hedged, and then watched me carefully while he gently slapped me between my legs.When I had moaned, and pushed up toward his hand, he grew more confident, and gradually hit harder. Eventually, he trusted that I was telling
Notes:All characters 18 or older.This is all fiction.The satyr and mind control parts of this story are pretty subtle.We bring the games to My HouseThursday morning, Joyce brought Alan to my house. She was wearing an ultra-mini skirt and a tight t-shirt. She smiled and blushed at me as she got out of the car
When I first started on POF I was a very naive and trusting soul. I had ideas that you would have to go months through many dates before it going anywhere physical. I had a belief that older ladies were mentally stable and made good life choices based on decades of experience.So if you are
Land Of The Rising Sun.Where gestures in business are everything.My intrepidation and fear started rising when I was awakened by the plane slowing and starting its slow descent into Tokyo, my first visit and I would remain in Japan for over a year on an employee exchange program. A steward with an endearing smile, eye
A story of a woman entering the world of D/s She had been excited all day. Work had been horrific but she knew the evening would be better. He would make it better. She longed to feel Him…for Him to touch her, make her body tremble in delight. She wanted everything to be perfect for
Shit, shit, shit.Ian had got caught breaking a cardinal rule: Don’t fuck a buddy’s family member behind their back.In fairness, everyone knows Bill’s mom and dad have an open marriage. And Mrs. Cornwall had invited Ian to come and play with her in so many words. Ian had to assume she knew it would be
Wife, husband, and sister’s sexual torment deepens. Jen and Amy fell asleep beside Scott, all three slaves naked and helpless but at least blissfully unaware…for the time being. Jen awoke about 45 minutes later, peering outside one of the windows in the captain’s quarters. She saw the young, attractive American tourists, both male and female