The Reunion

“This story was written from the heart, inspired by the rekindling of an lost friendship. It does not have my usual edge.

The use of the word ‘Daddy’ is for fantasy only and in no way reflects any actual incestuous relationship.”

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The Reunion

Jamie sat in his kitchen, studying the woman across from him. He squinted through the smoke from his pipe and, for a moment, saw her as she had been when they met. He smiled at the memory. She had been 19, he 35. Neither had believed the other could be interested in themselves. Yet they were. Then she had been young, pretty and immature. › Continue reading

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Monday, June 29th, 2009 Fetish Stories No Comments

The Devil’s Melted Heart

The day was a usual summer day. Warm outside with birds singing and bees buzzing. Janice sat reading emails and began to look over a community she belonged to for more things to read. She had heard this one author was really good, so she went to read some of his writing. Upon arrival there was nothing. Not one single word. She found another website and read one of the stories that were recommended and was mesmerized. She wanted to read more. So what better way than to email the author and ask? The worst he could do is tell her no at least that is what she thought. A long story short the author began to speak with Janice. Michael spoke to her about his writing and said he had read some of hers. She was flattered at his words. Something about him soothed her, like a web being spun over the unsuspecting fly. She was in his home for the first time. A place of darkness though it was very quiet. They talked some more when Janice said “Well I need to go take a nap. I have enjoyed meeting you and seeing your home.” “Could you direct me to the out door please?” › Continue reading

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Sunday, June 28th, 2009 Fetish Stories No Comments

The Emperor’s New Suit

Heidi had four minutes to get back with the dry cleaning, or she was going to get a spanking. To say that Mr. Kaiser’s methods of discipline when it came to his office staff were strange was like saying that Bill Gates had a lot of money.

Still, Bill Gates didn’t have anywhere near the wealth that Warren Kaiser had accumulated, even after his father’s death. Heidi was paid more per year than most women she knew who had spent years in medical school. If she had to put up with Warren’s—eccentricities—so be it. › Continue reading

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Sunday, June 28th, 2009 Fetish Stories No Comments

The Birthday Slave Ch. 03

“This is the conclusion of the story that began in Parts 1 and 2. You might want to read those first.”

“Part 3 – The Hotel”

“Time to clean up, love. We”re almost at the hotel.” I put my cock back into my pants, tucked my shirt back in and zipped up. She straightened out her dress and ran her fingers through her hair. She looked so satisfied and so sexy, slightly messed up like that. She was perfect.

The door opened, and we climbed out at the entrance to the hotel. I paid the driver, and thanked him for taking the extra long route to the hotel. The doorman greeted us, and, once again, I admired the view as Taylor walked in front of me through the lobby. As we waited for the, she leaned against me and said, “Love in an elevator, Master?” just as the doors opened. › Continue reading

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Sunday, June 28th, 2009 Fetish Stories No Comments

Syracuse is Waiting

“This story is in the BDSM category for very good reasons. It deals with strong themes of female domination and non consensual sexual acts. If such material is likely to offend you then please find yourself another story.”

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*Chapter 1*

I lay on the bed, completely naked, with the most fierce erection of my life and for the third time in as many minutes I tried to move. The sweat stood out on my brow as I strained every sinew but my muscles would simply not obey; it was as though I was bound with straps. › Continue reading

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Friday, June 26th, 2009 Fetish Stories No Comments

Taking Over Beverly Hills

I am not going to sit here and lie to you and tell you that this is the story of my first time with a white girl, or Jess’ first time with a black man. In fact, we met in a chat room featuring black men and white women. And I don’t know how I got to be so lucky to get her attention the first time, but I am not one to complain.

What started as a simple conversation continues with us exploring fantasies that involved more and kinkier things and more and more dominance/submission.

We hooked up a few times, me telling her the things that I would do with her, and she got more and more excited. She came harder and harder with each suggestion or thought. That is what they were, thoughts, until I told her we are going to act out on one of them. That is when all the fun began. › Continue reading

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Friday, June 26th, 2009 Fetish Stories No Comments

Submissive Love Ch. 03

I hardly slept that first night Mistress granted me the privilege of sleeping over at her house. It mattered not that I slept on the floor, tethered to her bed frame. I was grateful to her for allowing me the privilege of being in her presence while she slept. I longed to crawl in bed with her, but feared her sending me away if I violated her dictates. It was enough to have the pleasure of hearing her breathe. I imagined she was tired from our session earlier in the evening. I finally drifted to sleep around 3 a.m. When she stirred around 7 a.m. the next morning, I was wide eyed and attentive to whatever she might desire from me. › Continue reading

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Friday, June 26th, 2009 Fetish Stories No Comments

Spring Break Slut

“*This story contains adult content. If you are under 18 or easily offended please do not read.

**This is my first attempt at submitting a story here. While I may try writing up some fantasies later on, this one is a true account of my recent Spring Break trip. Some names have been changed to protect the innocent and not so innocent. Please feel free to send me any feedback, I’d love to hear it. ”

Day 1 Flying Down

Sunday afternoon I did a lot of running around getting things together for my trip. I jumped online for a few minutes to chat and ran into Sir Thanos, who I’ve known a while and have tasked for in the past. Just recently He had started me on a new “training” program, with the intent of getting me to the point where I could orgasm on command. To do this I spent a week of masturbating five times a day without being allowed to orgasm. It didn’t seem too terrible at first but by the end of the week I was feeling like I was out of my mind wanting to cum. I was unbearably horny all the time and could only think of sex. All I could do though was get myself to the brink, imagining myself filling with a fire, burning. The Sunday I was to be leaving for my trip I had one last conversation with Sir Thanos. We had discussed tasks for me to carry out on my Spring Break and He also spent more time getting me worked up and excited. After teasing me online I was instructed to head out to my car and call him on the phone. › Continue reading

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Sunday, June 21st, 2009 Fetish Stories No Comments

Slave Ch. 04

Melody pushed herself up from my lap and sat on the bed, spreading her legs wide so Slave could see her pink slit glistening with its fuck honey already. She held up the remote control as I pushed the rest of my clothes off my body, unceremoniously dumping them on the floor. Melody turned on the switch that started the whole unit rotating on its cam system, the effects of which were immediately apparent on Slave’s face and in her twitching body language. She was crying as her pussy issued forth another gush of cum, straight down onto her 20 year old Care bear. › Continue reading

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Saturday, June 20th, 2009 Fetish Stories No Comments

Shannon’s Submission Ch. 02

*Chapter 2: Shannon’s The Party*

The knocks on the door crashed in Shannon’s ears like a pounding bass drum, her heart beat quickening, her pulse racing, thumping in her ears. A slight feeling of embarrassment, anxiety and arousal falls over Shannon, knowing she is bound spread wide for the visitors eyes, her ass filled with the short, fat jelly butt plug, the long thick dildo pushed into her tight pussy, Sir’s cum quickly drying on her cheeks and still wet on her lips. Instinctively, she tries to rise, the tight binds quickly reminded her that as much as she struggled her petite body would not be going anywhere without Sir’s consent. › Continue reading

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Saturday, June 20th, 2009 Fetish Stories No Comments
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