Alright, boys and girls. This is not my first story but it is my first story of this nature. It’s something of an experiment of mine. Right now I know the story is still a little rough as this is a rough draft. This is straight from my head to the computer screen. I might … Read more
Club Fatale, Pt. 5 Chapter Eight – The Investors “Evan, I need your help,” the Commodore began. I looked up from my table at the seaside bar. “Have a seat, sir,” I said. He did, positioning himself across from me. I had never seen the Commodore like this before, but right now, he seemed nervous. … Read more
Cheryl stood in her place within the row of girls, fidgeting anxiously. Like the other five who joined her in the row, she was completely naked, her hands tied behind her back with a thick, heavily knotted rope. Another rope was tied around her neck, forming a sort of choke collar, the tail end left … Read more
Chapter 1: Vanessa Vanessa was sat cross-legged on the floor, her 15-year-old body was maturing fast, and her breasts had become larger but had remained firm. She remembered the old days when she attended school. She could smile as she learnt about simple things, like animals, countries and how to add up simple sums. She … Read more
Kent was a jerk. He had made his peace with that. At 24, he preferred getting his rather than caring about others. Kent still was very much a frat boy, even though he had graduated from college, and most of his friends have moved on. After Kent graduated from college, he joined a finance firm. … Read more
A Memory of Pleasure and Abuse! I am in my early twenties 5’4″, tall have long brown hair, blue eyes, and a little over weight what one might call ripe!. My breasts are 38DD. I tend to be a little shy when you first meet me, but once I get to know you my shyness … Read more
The dark blue of the room ran across his face, freshly trimmed beard, intense eyes, he ran his hands over his thighs and adjusted in his seat. A question in his mind. She was trembling inside, the sounds of her own pulse in her ears, drowning her thoughts. “Come here baby girl.” She came as … Read more
Chapter 1 Intro I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Tyler Murphy. I’m a sixteen-year-old white and probably what you would call the quiet kid. Yeah, I know what you are thinking, NERD! In some ways, you would be correct, but see me walking down the street, and you would think I was … Read more
The Domestic Slave. I wake up to a strange, yet familiar sensation. A sensation of wet lips around my hard, morning wood, and soft, blonde hair draped over my thighs. I lift my head slightly and open a single eye, to see her. She looks beautiful, the morning sun coming through the cracked curtains and … Read more
It was the hour of the wolf and Sister Jessica Felicita was troubled. She had been awake in bed for at least an hour reliving a particular event from the previous day and contemplating her life. Regret and anxiety had taken hold and no amount of prayer was getting her back to sleep. Frustrated, she … Read more
Club Fatale, Pt. 6 Chapter Nine – Class Reunion I was so engrossed in my work that I didn’t hear Devon when she came up behind me. I only realized when her hands caressed my shoulders. I quickly shut the laptop. “Something for work, sir?” she said and kissed my neck. “Do you want me … Read more
It was a grey and mundane day as Celia Hanson walked out of her boarding school. Celia was a average eighteen-year old girl with short and choppy dark blue hair, dark blue eyes, white as porcelain skin, painted red nails that are so shiny it is like looking in a mirror and seeing your reflection, … Read more
Joan was a woman at our church. You know the type. Every church has one, the perennial Do-gooder. She has a hand in everything, teaching the kids, help seniors, fund raising, donuts and coffee and anything else. I am not sure when I started to be interested in her and certainly not sure why. She … Read more
At 13,600 words, this story is a bit longer than most of my posts, but it really doesn’t easily divide into separate posts. Like all of my W stories, there is a lot of action/adventure as well as erotica in the six chapters of this story. If you are looking for just the sex stuff, … Read more
My Mistress is the perfect mate for me. Never before in life have I felt as fulfilled as when I am with her. It is sheer joy to give over my power to her; to willingly submit to her every whim. I am happy to consider myself her personal property; I am to be used … Read more
My dad me woke up. I was finally home from New York. I’m where I belong, home. In Texas. It was the last day of winter break. It was a day from new years. I got up, and out of the car, as my dad got all my suitcases. I don’t live with him. I’ve … Read more
The next day I was awoken by the sunlight creeping through the curtains. Miss Anderson was still asleep. I manoeuvred myself around and her head rested on my chest. I lay, gently stroking her hair and her dark eyes eventually fluttered open. “Good morning mistress,” I said. “Good morning slave. Go downstairs and get me … Read more
Leigh was in her early 50s, at the time and at first was apprehensive to do something like this, especially in front of a perfect stranger. The thought followed by actually doing it was so sinfully intoxicating,. as the photographer was a young hansom black male and when he posed her had touched her in … Read more
