Disclaimer:This is a fantasy story is about body piercing, and a little of BDSM slave ownership. It is not advisable to have this many and certainly the size and process that is described in this story.If this isn’t your thing, please find another story, you have many options on here to find what you like.ThanksOwned
// This is a fictional story. All people mentioned are consenting adults. //The mattress beneath me is moving up, lifting me up towards the ceiling of the cage. My bed is located in the wooden box that has my Master’s bed on top of it. On the side there is a small metal cage door
Tags:[Narrative] [Streamer] [Roomates to fuckbuddies] [free use] [DD/lg] [nicknames used: Daddy / minx / slut / good girl] [rough] [sadist] [masochist] [pain play] [multiple orgasms] [breath play] [choking]”Yeah, I’m a little shaky,” I laughed as another shiver ran through me. “Cumming four times will do that to you. Drink your water, perverts. I’ll see you
“Elise,” Chapter 3 — M solo mast, erotic dream (MF, spank, finger)Sandy”What the hell does volleyball have to do with connecting with a potential young sub for adult games?” I asked my daughter.I knew that shit-eating grin of Rachel’s too well. As usual, her devious mind was one step ahead of mine, and she was
Giada Lowden loved everything Christmas.She started at Donnovan, LLC in the holdings division in mid-November, having moved to Des Moines Iowa soon after her divorce, having been hired away from her parents company. She was a real estate attorney who became known for defeating a city council in Minnesota over property rights and zoning laws
With that soft voice echoing in her ear, Rachel knew that something awful was going to happen. Moreover, she knew that she deserved it-this was to be punishment. But she couldn’t just let it happen, she had to fight. She began to struggle again, swinging her upper body in the hope of loosening the ropes
This is a Yahoo club that got together and co-wrote this story and hopefully many more!!* * * * *Jenny was 29 years old, blonde hair, blue eyes and had just gotten out of a boring relationship with tom. Tom was a great friend but did nothing for intimacy and jenny was looking for a
Part 2***I had 2 hours before my next appointment at the Parkhill Condos and it was obvious I was a little eager to get there. I’m very punctual about my appointments, but I had never been 2 hours early to a client’s house before. This client wasn’t really special – Steve, called a few days
***Dear Reader, this is another very intense chapter, picking up after Samantha’s delightfully brutal breast torture, and now we’re turning towards Tabitha’s sweet pussy. This one most revolves around more breast bondage, harsh pussy tortures and other wonderfully unique ways of pleasing and hurting our heroines. Without question, this is just a fantasy, do not
Hello, there. My name is Stacy Jane Bourgeois. I’ve got a riddle for you. How does a chick who’s fat, ugly in the face, has a huge plump ass and an aloof personality gets to become the most popular female on a college campus teeming with rich and sexy women? Who in hell would let
Outdoor centres are usually seen as happy fun filled places, where people go to experience outdoor activities, in a safe controlled manner.What the public don’t see however, is they are also full of young, enthusiastic people, eager to compete in any competition they can find.This is because, most of the activities the centres provide are
Making love to a virgin isn’t easy. No one tells you these things. It’s something you dream about, and when you imagine it, it’s all velvety smoothness, warm apple pie, maybe a bit of giggling and awkwardness. But here’s the reality: it’s like trying to shove your cock into a clenched fist. No one tells
It was because of Jason that she was in this predicament, she thought to herself. Who knew that a chance online encounter would have culminated in her absolute and abject humiliation? It’s not that she was hard-core into the whole dom-sub thing; it was just something she ‘played’ at from time to time. Savannah moaned
Nick was nervous – he had fantasised about this day for a long time – he was sure it was many men’s fantasies and this wasn’t something he had ever imagined he would have the chance to do. He had met Nat, his gorgeous eighteen-year-old princess, a few weeks ago and they had chatted. At
At the time this story happened, I was working as a freelance proofreader for several small publishers in New York. I had come to this particular building on Fifth Avenue to pick up a job. I had always enjoyed coming to this building because it housed one of New York’s biggest modeling agencies, and I
“Get up!” you bark at me, and I am slightly startled by your unusually harsh tone, so I immediately respond. I walk over to where you are still sitting and you motion for me to sit back on your lap.”Enjoy yourself?” you ask me. I nod in agreement, and you feel my wet pussy, proving
He put his dry lips to her sweet, firm young nipple, still warm and damp from the bath. She gasped at the contact and tried to move away, but his sinewy arms held her firmly standing, helpless beside his chair. His hands explored her soft round bottom, pressing her buttocks and probing the crevice, as
Marie Lowell Jenkins stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself. At the age of forty, she stood five feet ten inches tall, a bit chubby but still attractive. Her hair was short and black, and her skin was light brown. She was still a good-looking African-American woman. Times had been tough on
I was a virgin college freshman and all I wanted in life was to get some. The loneliness and the horniness had gotten unbearable. I lifted weights and built a chiseled physique, hoping I would attract girls, but they never turned their heads or thought about what I had under my clothes. Anyway, if they
“Oh, shit,” Becky said in horror. “You said she wouldn’t be back until tomorrow.”I could only shrug my shoulders. I was as surprised as she was.”Where are you?” Sarah asked. Her voice was getting closer. “Ah, there you are. Aren’t you a lovely sight? I’m sorry. I’m Sarah, Mike’s wife.””I’m Becky.” Her voice was trembling.