Archive for July, 2009
*Chapter 1: Bringing Out The Sub*
“I would like to thank my wife for helping me write this and other stories. I have to experiment on someone to make sure everything is as accurate as possible and she is great at that. I hope you all find this story a lot better than the other one I posted before. Thanks again Oggbashan, impressive, and Quite_Cool it took me a long time to make the changes but it was worth it.”
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Neil walks into the room and their eyes meet. The Couple can feel each other without touching, and they instinctively know what the other wants and needs. Neil Drops his bag and meets Grace with a passionate embrace and a deep lingering kiss bodies pressed together showing want and desire. His hands reach out and capture her slender wrists forcing her hands behind her back as he uses his tongue to invade her mouth taking what he wants. He uses his grip on his lover’s hands forcing Grace to turn away from him breaking the passionate kiss and bringing a lusty sound from deep in her throat. From behind he begins kissing and lightly biting her neck all the while keeping her wrists pinned behind her back. Grace’s body trembles as he gracefully kisses down her neck slowly until reaching her collarbone. Neil runs his tongue gently along the plane of bone that makes up her collar then bites down hard forcing a harsh sigh to escape her mouth he leaves his mark clearly visible. › Continue reading
Tags: Fetish, Story
I have the day off from class, and I am horny as anything. So I wake you up by rubbing my breasts up and down your chest, slowly undulating my body. As your beautiful cock starts to rise, I slide my body down to worship it. Slowly pulling it into my mouth, I slide my tongue up and down the shaft, flicking the tip as I start to pump my mouth up and down. Swirling my tongue around your shaft, letting it slide slowly across your head. When I’ve got you nice and hard and semi awake, I slide my body up, letting my burning pussy slide up your thigh and over the head of your dick, coming to rest with my legs on either side of your stomach and my wet pussy sitting over your belly button. You look up at me and give me a half awake smile. I smile back, and lean down to whisper in your ear. › Continue reading
Tags: Fetish, Story
I remember the feel of the cool wall as it warmed against my naked skin. The wall was so important, my center and my focus. My breasts were pressed hard to the unyielding surface and I could feel you behind me. With my hands at the small of my back, bound at the wrist with the silk belt of my robe, I ached to turn, to move. This is the first thing I recall from my dream, with your fingertips grazing down my bare back.
The teasing touch along the spine, the warmer caress spanning my back, the feel of your palm connecting with my ass. The loud crack, the sharp sting, it makes me gasp and jerk against the wall. I am not afraid. The smile teases first at just the very corners of my lips, then it spreads, and my eyes glow with a sensual hunger as I try to turn. › Continue reading
Tags: Fetish, Story
To have finally found Him. He is my God on this earth, my holy representative of all I desire. Tall, strong, so masculine I catch my breath.
I mustn’t look directly at Him, so I gaze from lowered lids as He sweeps towards me. He is oblivious to my discreet stare, I know that in His minds eye He has visions to send us both to Hell. And I adore Him all the more for it. I follow, having finally submitted fully to this hideous angelic being, who brings me highest ecstasy through acts of abomination. › Continue reading
Tags: Fetish, Story
“This is the second part of the fifth story in the Valerie series. While I attempt to make each story stand on its own, I think it’s getting harder to do the more I write. The previous stories may help you understand past background for the characters. Their names are “Valerie’s Submission”, “Valerie’s Exploration”, “Valerie’s Commitment”, and the two parts of “Valerie’s Initiation”. It is in two parts due to length. The last small portion of this story, interlude 2, briefly describes an act of wonton, gruesome brutality that was alluded to in Growth Pt 1.” › Continue reading
Tags: Fetish, Story
It was the last evening of my stay at the Sheikh’s palace, and I was approaching my departure with mixed emotions. I had my exit visa for departing Saudi Arabia’s stringent regime in my handbag, and that was a reminder of the freedom that awaited me in Madrid, my adopted city, but I had become genuinely fond of Helena, the Sheikh’s principal wife, and looked forward eagerly to my nightly call to her suite.
When she rang for me, I was prepared, had made a special effort to please her, dressing in a way I knew she liked. I had called Hassiba to lace me tightly into a white satin corset, which constricted my already slender waist still more, and pushed my partly-exposed breasts upwards so that my nipples pointed above the horizontal. I attached long white, lace-top stockings to the garter-straps, stepped into ultra-high needle-heeled silver sandals, then slipped into a glittering knee-length dress, high-necked, with long sleeves, but which was almost completely transparent. It fitted me like a glove, the skirt so tight that walking stretched it to the limit of its seams. › Continue reading
Tags: Fetish, Story
“Authors Note: This is my twenty-fourth story. It is written as a fantasy but is based on experiences I’ve had with a friend of mine, although his name has been kept private. Enjoy and please remember that all feedback is greatly appreciated!”
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Here I was, 22 years old, thinking there wasn’t much left sexually I hadn’t done. Thinking I knew what all my hot buttons were. Thinking there wasn’t anything any man could do to surprise me or arouse me more than I’d experienced before. Then I met you. › Continue reading
Tags: Fetish, Story
