After almost a year of being Mr. Miller’s little slut, things changed drastically. The Wednesday after Mr. Miller and Sheriff Own double cocked my cunt, then watched me fuck a horse things got very bad. I came home from school and my father looked very serious and sad. He took me into the living room … Read more
WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional, and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in … Read more
My mistress had just walked through the door from a long days work. She had texted me ahead of her coming home and told me she’d be preoccupied with some work she was bringing home and that I was free to do whatever I wanted for the evening. After she had set her stuff down … Read more
My hand landed violently on the pretty cheek of my new recruit and she fell in a heap onto the linoleum floor of my kitchen. Smiling, I turned and extended my hand to her father for a firm handshake. He nodded at me and said nothing, turned, and left. I turned back and gazed down … Read more
Chapter Seventeen: To Decorate a Cunt My eyes fluttered open to the brightness of day that filled my Master’s bedroom. I felt like I was having a déjà vu moment as I sat up and the sheet fell away from my naked body. My head was pounding in pain and I felt like I had … Read more
I had been on the chatrooms and fetish sites for a while trying to find that special someone who could bring out the real me. The ‘me’ everybody saw was a 20 year old student with brown hair blue eyes and a stature a little smaller than average and unfortunately a little chubbier too though … Read more
In the next class there was math, and Bonnie sat herself on the back row together with Kim and turned on the vibrating eggs. Kim immediately noticed it and started to flush. She was already all worked up after her conversation with Bonnie in the bathroom, and with the eggs vibrating it dint not help … Read more
“Make me immortal with a kiss.” -Doctor Faustus, Act V, Scene I *** “What do you mean you’ve never even kissed a girl?” Jordan said, stopping short and turning around, shining his flashlight right into Miles’ face. Miles stumbled and caught himself on the lowest branch of a nearby tree. “Just what I said,” he … Read more
Eli couldn’t move. His hands were bound above his head, and his feet barely touched the cold linoleum floor. A gentle draft dusted his bare skin. The room was dark, but he could just barely make out a crowd of faces in front of him, staring. For a moment, he was terrified. What the fuck … Read more
Thirty days had passed since the plan was set into motion, thirty sunrises and sunsets that had acted less like the passage of time and more like a chemical peel, stripping away the dull, beige layers of a life previously lived in grayscale. The transformation was not merely cosmetic; it was a structural renovation of … Read more
A week has gone by since the fuck-fest at Lucky 7 club. Aspen has given into her new role in the household. Enjoying being controlled by her boyfriend, Scott. His dominance taking over. She having tasks to complete. Some simple ones around the apartment. Cleaning, cooking, doing the laundry. Of course these are done in … Read more
“I didn’t realize this was that kind of office, boss man. You see fake porn videos online but to find a true free use office, Wow!!” Her comment drowned out the echo of her pumps clicking on the floor. “Yes Jessica. There are a lot of surprises in my company. To tell you the truth, … Read more
Lena Wiig adjusted the strap of her shoulder bag, the leather digging slightly into the curve of her neck, a persistent reminder of the weight she currently carried. The navy blue suit, usually a source of professional armor, felt stifling under the midday sun, the fabric clinging to her back with a stubborn, humid heat. … Read more
The mid-morning sun beat down on the asphalt of the quiet suburban street, radiating a heat that shimmered slightly above the pavement. Baby Kay sat perched on the hood of her car, the warmth of the metal seeping through the denim of her light blue jeans. She wasn’t sitting idly; every line of her posture … Read more
The air inside the yellow cab hung heavy with the scent of artificial pine and stale cigarette smoke, the ventilation system humming a weak, rattle-filled tune. The streetlights outside smeared across the wet pavement in long, amber streaks, casting fleeting, distorted shadows across the vinyl seating. Baby Kay sat with her legs crossed, the sharp … Read more
The dim light of the old stone church filtered through stained-glass windows, casting colorful patterns on the wooden pews. Father Elias, a tall man with a stern face and piercing blue eyes, stood at the altar as the young couple entered. Mark, the groom, was a sturdy farmer with calloused hands and a simple smile. … Read more
Well, dear readers, I think I’ve found a way to continue the story without losing continuity. As you’ll see, there are some rather perverse situations (which, if you’re like me, you’ll surely love). As always, I will gladly receive your comments, suggestions, or ideas for new stories. Ana Raquel The Inheritance – Part Two A … Read more
The hum of the office floor was a low, steady vibration, a sound that lived in the soles of Elle’s shoes and the base of her skull. It was late afternoon, that time of day when the sharp angle of the sun cut through the downtown high-rises and turned the carpeting into a landscape of … Read more
Three years had passed since Elena’s wedding, her life a delicate balance of domestic routine and hidden ecstasy. By day, she tended the farmhouse with Mark, cooking meals and mending clothes, their shared dream of a child growing urgent. Nights brought her to the church, where Father Elias awaited in the sacristy. Weekly confessions had … Read more
The lock clicked, the metal tumblers sliding home with a heavy thud that echoed in the silent hallway. Maria leaned her forehead against the cool wood of the apartment door for a moment, her breath hitching in her chest. The storm-cloud colored dress she wore clung to her curves like a second skin, the fabric … Read more
