“Which color? Black or nude?”Normally, that’s a no-win question for a guy. She usually knows what she wants to wear. You either guess right, and confirm her good taste or you guess wrong and face a series of questions like, “What’s wrong with this one? Does it make me look fat?”But when she Teri asks
This is the Sixth part of my story Mistress Sarah’s queendom.Please read part 1-5 to understand this part better.Its 04:30 in the evening and Mistress Sarah is sitting on her sofa like a goddess she is. She is wearing her red dress which is knee length. She is not wearing any panty or bra. Her
London. Summer, 2023.The wall clock read 4.45. Marian smiled to herself as she sat up in her plush chair. The sun had dipped in the sky and the light in her executive office became muted. Shadows played out on the walls as the dwindling rays found the gaps in the Venetian blinds over the one
Val turned off all the lights and pulled the door locked behind them. They retraced their steps back through the basement hallways to the elevator.They went to dinner and chatted amiably about everything except what happened earlier in the basement.After dinner, Val finally brought up the current challenge.”So, how do you feel being locked up?”
It is the sort of party where people stay the night (shoes and bottles scattered around the house), we have spent the entire evening exchanging heated glances and heavy touches when we think no one is looking. These things happen often among our friends and I look for you at every gathering, thinking of the
SamAfter my slutty weekend, my thoughts kept returning to Friday night, my first group sex and bisexual experience with my friend Jenna. I realized I was curious to try more things with her and daydreamed about it that week during class. I turned myself on, imagining what else could happen, and what else I might
This is my entry for the Halloween Story Contest 2023, the first I’ve ever entered. It’s just over a half-hour read.There’s an apparent rape scene but it’s not what it seems. Still, avoid if you might be triggered.Everyone is older than 18—One is even a hundred times older.I’m in the process of illustrating it, and
In a small United States controlled province called Cascadian is a little known operated Christian University. It is called St. Decapolis. This university exists on a plantation that educates dedicated individuals who seek to fulfill lifelong goals of either becoming a minister, Servants of Dogma (the equivalence of a nun), or a missionary.The unique campus
The car pulled up in the small field that seemed to be serving the purpose of a temporary car park, and the two occupants got out. Looking over into the opposite field, Danielle turned to Kyle looking uncertain.”Are you sure this is the right place?” she asked. The field opposite was full of tents of
When Jill returned home from the farm tour, she immediately checked her emails. As promised, she found the email with the attached contract from Madam Serena. Tense, she opened the document. For a contract, it was very easy to read. The language was very clear and straightforward. The contract simply demanded total submission:The signatory gave
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Kate can feel eyes on her. She glances at the nerd sitting alone at the end of the bar. The way he looks at her, like he has the right to, pisses her off. She’s here to have a girls night with Abby, but this loser is undressing her with his eyes.Kate orders another drink
This is a re-submission. A few things have been adjusted as to better communicate the story. A very special thanks to my editor, Alwaysupforu2004. He has helped me to see my story through my audiences’ eyes.This is my first story to post on Literotica. I enjoy probing the minds of my characters to add a
When C starts a lesbian affair her husband has to choose between fighting for her or accepting her offer to feminise him. As a long time crossdresser he chooses to become Ffion. C’s affair with Jenny deepens but she still has a place in her heart for Ffion. The lovers tempt Ffion with a life
Disclaimer: Please read and take note. This work explores themes of power imbalance, older man/younger woman, corporal discipline, and the corruption of Christian traditions in a historical context. Please do not read this story if you find such themes offensive, distasteful, or upsetting. Also, understand this is a work of fiction directly from the creative
Author’s note – Thank you for your feedbacks, support and well wishes. It feels good that my work was appreciated. Feedbacks are always welcome, but please make sure to leave your email address =)))* * *The day was overcast and grey and the dark clouds that hung low in the evening sky portended rain. Ominous
My Journey – Part 5 – slave girl saraWhen i left my last contract i blagged a train ride, it was ace.Then i just had the urge to leave the train when it stopped at a station.I waited on the platform for the guard’s carriage to pass, he had his window down, I jumped forward.”Thank
We’d hardly had any traffic on the road that led out of town but the full moon had been our constant companion as it threw a ribbon of eerie light onto the narrow twisty path that led us into the countryside. The stillness was in sharp contrast to the lively scenes we’d passed as we’d
I had known Lisa for over two years. We were as close as two friends could be. I knew that she trusted me enough that she thought I would never hurt her. One sunny morning, I invited her over to my condo for a light breakfast. It was a special breakfast because all of the
As always, the pain was unbearable. And as usual, there was absolutely nothing I could do stop it.Lika had tied my arms and legs in such a way that I was stretched across the four corners of the bed, completely unable to move my arms, legs and head more than an inch in any direction.