Master overseeing a forced orgy takes a special interest in 2 girls. There are certain secret places, worlds hidden within the world, and the ‘Warehouse’ was one of them. All wasn’t as it seemed at first glance. James Reese, the ‘Master’ of tonight’s initiation ceremony, stood on a platform overlooking the inside of the gigantic
Author’s Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything
(Author’s Note:- This story is a celebration of female domination and male humiliation. If you do not enjoy the concept, please pass on reading it, and forego adding lame comments in defense of manhood.)Tim is an average chap with below average ambitions. He knocked around at various jobs working in supermarkets, delivery services and as
Chapter 1I had just finished my Plus 2 finals when my father informed me that I should go to Kerala to keep my Granny company.”Your uncle and aunty are going to Mumbai to attend his boss’s son’s wedding. They are taking their Anu and Sutha (my young cousins) with them also as a holiday sight
Author’s Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything
Curtis got into the driver’s seat of the rental car and shut the door, looking over at his wife Mandy and smiling. “We got everything, then?””Yep, our bags are in the trunk. Let’s hit the road!,” she said, returning his smile.The couple had just landed from their flight for this special trip to celebrate their
So as mentioned in our first story – another story from Andrea to me.We had previously discussed her fucking her friend who owns a tattoo studio. She came close in the past but they got disturbed and it never happened. So this is how she’d like her next pussy piercing to pan out……written for me
Standing still was out of the question; it was far too cold. What made matters worse was the rain. In ten minutes, it had changed from vertical to horizontal, and as icy drops of water hit my face, they stung like needles against my exposed skin.The wind picked up everything from the ground and threw
This story is told by Mistress J’s new slave. It tells how she learned she was a slut and pain slut and why she became Mistress J’s slave.= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults
—————————-Sorry for the delay, more coming, and to get you up to speed————————–Morgan Jackson, beautiful petite bombshell of a cheerleader and her dad split up while hunting. An accident in a tree stand leads to the slender virgin getting forcibly taken by a deer while in a weakened state. What trouble await this 18 year
For jumping straight into action, skip Epilogue & Part 1 and go directly to Part 2 below.IntroductionThis story in itself is an independent story if read from Part 1 below. It describes how I found out why my long term girlfriend suddenly ghosted me.However it’s also a continuation of previous two stories titled ‘Dhanwarlal gets
Three girls plan and plot sexual encounters with their boyfriends then talk about how things went. “You know, Karen told me about what Doug likes,” Kathy said.I had been dating Kathy for a couple weeks. Maybe seeing her outside of work for sex is a better description. We did have sex in the ‘manager’s office’
It was the middle of December, three days before the college broke for Christmas. The days had become really short, and if you lived in the middle of a concrete forest like I did, really cold. I was in second year then, having given the end semester examinations, and trying to enjoy the few days
AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is a story of sexual fantasy. All events and characters are fictional, although many are inspired by my experiences. When engaging in BDSM, I always adhere to SSC (safe, sane and consensual) principles. Readers are warned, however, that I’ve depicted a few scenes in ways that some might deem excessive. Those who
I was a happy 36-year-old, fairly petite woman, living alone for a few years in an old cottage by a reserve and stream. On a fine but breezy Wednesday afternoon, I came home from work as usual. I had gone out the back to get in my laundry when I heard what I thought was
Stars burned ice-cold in the inky black sky above the yellow house on Charon Lane. A bolt of purple light slanted through cracks about the edges of windows drawn with heavy, moldering fabric. Crackling electricity zipped along the sewer grates, tracing the waffled iron. As fog rolled low to the ground silent as a cat
“One of the boys from the Gym is training to be a masseur, he has offered me a free massage,” I told my lady Sarah. “Some of the boys speak highly of him.”“Naked I assume, can I watch?,” she asked, her interest piqued. “Did he approach you in the showers? Were you flaunting your large
Author’s note: This is a true story, which could account for it’s popularity (I get more feedback from this than others). I won’t go into how close any others are to reality, in order to keep the mystery. 😉 Enjoy!===========================Well, I suppose I should introduce myself here. My name is John, I grew up in
Sharp-eyed readers noticed I misspelled Gabrielle’s name in the first chapter. Thank you to the two people who contacted me to point this out. In this and subsequent chapters, I will spell her name correctly. xoxo*Those next few days after being late for dinner, and being punished for it, passed fairly quietly. I had not
These are thoughts I dared not write and offer for you to read previously, but they follow from after I accepted that I am the bi cocksucker I am. I have followed through but these thoughts, these reflections, this appeal for your advice is as relevant now as it was then. This is what I