Synopsis : This series chronicles the real life of a true sub and fucktoy. She is controlled by her Master to be but an object, body, toy and holes for men to use. This is not fiction or fantasy. The people, activities and events are all true, but some names, locations and identifying details have
A surprise in the massage parlour.Pete Davis decided to celebrate his very first paycheque from his very first proper job in the City. He went home to his apartment after work and showered and changed into more casual clothes than his suit and tie and set out into the streets of London. He had heard
I don’t know what possessed me. I would never have believed that I would allow even encourage something like this to happen to me. I had always been a bit of an exhibitionist, but that day I don’t know what got into me, but I liked how it felt in there.I took my car in
Chapter 1: Church VirginsThe story you are about to read is true. All events and behavior are faithful accounts of past occurrences, although names have been altered to protect my ass and keep me out of court. Writer’s license and humble discretion have been utilized where and when I felt it necessary to avoid embarrassment
“Leaving? Like…actually leaving?””Yes, idiot, leaving! You!” Steph slammed a fistful of her clothes into a suitcase and wiped an angry tear off her cheek.”But…you can’t leave me now! What about the apartment? The lease? Our stuff?””Oh, real fucking nice,” she scoffed indignantly, “I’m glad to know there really is something you give two fucking…FUCKS…about!”With that
Ryan was shaking, he didn’t know how he had ended up in this situation, he was on his way to Small Penis Prison, or SPP, as they called it these days.Next to him were 5 other men, all with the same destiny. He didn’t know much about the site, just rumors.Everything had happened very quickly
I slowly blinked awake, grumbling. I’d gone to bed late last night, and my bleary eyes weren’t happy about the sunlight streaming into my room. My phone buzzed with a notification, and I picked it up to check the time: almost noon. Ah well, not like I had anywhere to be.I slipped out of bed
I woke up to the vibration of my smartwatch alarm. I was expected to get up early and get everything ready for my mistress and she hated being woken up by my own audible alarm so I had bought this to make her happy. When I told Jenna, she responded with.”About time you worked out
When Monday morning finally came around, I felt sick to my stomach with nerves. I had been competing my entire life, but it had never felt like this. I’ve won and lost more times than I can count, but I knew today was different. If I lost today, then I would lose my girls, all
Thank you all who have read and enjoyed my story thus far. Before I continue I want to address some comments on my first few parts. This IS a work of fantasy and all of the males ARE femdom loving simps that will NOT try to overthrow the superior women of the story.I have already
Dave walked slowly through the empty quad. It was the same old high school, although it seemed smaller. He circled round the main building to where the stairs to the school newspaper room were. There was no there…there. Sheets of plywood covered the opening that had led to the stairs. Fuck. With a loud sigh
Hallo, ich muss mich zunächst vorstellen. Mein Name ist Jochen und ich bin nicht gerade ein Adonis. Nicht nur, dass ich einen kleinen Bauchansatz habe, einen relativ flachen Po und eine hohe Stirnglatze, nein… ich habe ein winziges Glied. Er ist winzig, er ist so klein, dass es kaum einen Unterschied macht ob er schlaff
In one breath, he blew out all of the 18 candles on his birthday cake. Today was his day to shine. After his friends and family had wished him a happy birthday, and he had opened all of his gifts, he decided that today would mark the day of a new chapter in his life.Before
The soft hue of twilight bathed the city as I found myself standing before the modern facade of the house, a stark contrast to the rest of the quaint neighborhood. An unfamiliar thrill pulsed through my veins, accentuated by the anticipation of the evening Sarah had planned. I gently caressed the lacy fabric of my
I’m lying in bed in a hotel room on the Vegas strip. It’s two in the morning and I’m buzzing with energy; falling asleep is the furthest thing from my mind. But I dare not move a muscle. I’ll probably be this way for another six hours, and while my nerves are frazzled, I’m loving
My name is Stephanie, I’ve submitted a couple other stories and this is a continuation of a previous venture. I recommend reading part one first, it was published under Erotic Encounters. Hope you enjoy!Mark and I have been somewhat of an ‘item’ for over a month, and the sex has been nothing short of incredible!
BZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZTambara’s hand shot out from under a pillow to silence the alarm. It fumbled on the bedside table for a moment until it found its target. Her head remained buried under her pillow with the smallest amount of her blue sleep scarf sticking out.Vanessa was standing at the vanity putting on makeup.
I had arrived at camp about 11 am. It was deserted. I had arrived a week before anyone else because as head of the stables, I had a ton of work to do. All 20 of our horses had been turned out last October, and they had been out all winter. It was now May
Author’s Note: All characters that appear in this series are fictional and over the age of 18.About Trevin: This is part four of a series following Woodcroft High School senior Trevin Flowers’ journey through his senior year. He is among the older students in his class, as he turned 19 years old just before the
The names of this story have been changed to be as generic as possible. This is a story based on actual events that breaks the strong and often ridiculous bonds of classism that can occur in the world we live in. I hope to demonstrate that love can break all rules and that sexual relations