Archive for January, 2010
Linda’s Story Ch. 04
It was 11am when BB and I got back into the car. I was exhausted, but satisfied at the same time. I had just fucked four guys, my husband’s friends and one of their sons, I supposed I should feel like the whore BB was turning me into, but I didn’t. Or maybe I did, but it was ok. I kinda liked it, but I wasn’t about to tell BB that. I had thirteen hours to go and I was very much afraid of what he was going to ask me next.
BB turned to me as I got in the car, “where are you going cunt?”
“With you, Master.” › Continue reading
Learning Cross
Cross couldn’t help but chuckle as he realized that for the second time in a row the young Tala had become knowledgeable in a pleasurable experience beyond anything that she could have felt possible… then immediately passed out into a lovely slumber. He sat there on the bank of the hot springs for quite some time, smiling down at her and occasionally caressing her face or patting her leg lovingly, until she stirred and murmured, apparently distressed by something either within her dream or deep within her consciousness. › Continue reading
LadyK_6 Ch. 06
“Secure him to the table,” Mistress K’s stern voice ordered.
I felt a leash snap onto the ring in my collar and I was tugged toward the back corner of the room. I moved on all fours the leash tautly guiding me across the smooth wooden floor. So far my nipples had been abused, my ass had been paddled, tortured with hot wax and cropped and a plug had been lodged inside it. I was afraid to think where the next round of punishment would center. I had missed my plane connection in L.A. and on a lark had called an ad in the back of an adult magazine featuring female domination. Before I really took time to think about what I was doing I had made an appointment with Mistress K. Following her instructions I had been picked up at my hotel and “prepared” for our session. Now her two assistants Miss Justice and Miss Maria were leading me around like a dog on a leash. Going from one punishment to another. The most amazing thing about it was that I had a fierce erection through the whole thing. Granted these women were beautiful and Mistress K was exquisite but my body was paying the price for my curiosity. › Continue reading
Kneeling
I am kneeling at the foot of the stairs when You come home, naked, hands behind my back, waiting for You. I wait, head down, for You to acknowledge me. You look around the house, spotlessly clean, and test the air with your sensitive nose. You can smell the dinner in the kitchen, the aroma of baking from earlier, and a sweet raspberry fragrance, Your favorite scent, rising from me.
Finally, I feel the touch of Your strong hand on my head and Your voice whispers “Good girl.” I smile but still do lift my head until I see Your briefcase and coat held in front of me. “Thank you, Master, ” I say and slowly stand to carry both objects to the nearby closet, where the coat is hung and the briefcase stashed before I softly close the door and return to my former position on the floor, kneeling, head down, hands demurely behind me. “What is your pleasure, Master?” My eyes follow the crease in Your trousers to your knees, where my vision lingers. › Continue reading
It’s All About Luca
She walked around the room, bumping shoulders with drunks and teeny boppers, who were lost in dancing the night away. The room was crowded, the haze of smoke made her eyes squint and sting as she pushed past another drunken teenager who was dancing with a drink in their hand. This time however, she didn’t manage to escape unscathed and the leather vest she was wearing was soaked with beer.
“Fuck,” she complained to no one in particular while pushing into the back of some girl, with her ass all over the place, and made for the bathroom. She muttered to herself, all the while thanking her lucky stars she didn’t need to use the toilet because of the line of women holding their twats and in various stages of “the pee dance”. She slammed the door back on its hinges, startling the group of women into a momentary silence. She moved towards the mirror, ignoring everyone and grabbed for the cardboard like paper towels on the bathroom wall. She annoyingly pushed aside some chick fixated on her looks, gave her the “get the fuck out of my way” look and began to wash her vest before the beer dried stickily into her new purchase. › Continue reading
Joe and Sue Ch. 06
Joe woke around 3am. Sue was sleeping soundly. He smiled to see her mouth open and a slight snore coming from her, knowing she would be mortified that he saw her like this. He curled up and went back to sleep listening to the soft snore of the beautiful women beside him.
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I woke up and stretched. The alarm clock on the nightstand said 6am. Joe lay on his back with his forearm over his forehead. He looked so peaceful. His chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm. I noticed his eyes moving under his eyelids and knew he was deep into REM sleep, the deep state. Every now and then his facial expression changed and he moved. He was dreaming. When his mouth opened, I held steady to not disturb him. › Continue reading
Interactive
” (C) 2006 Rachel Gumm. You may freely distribute this story digitally, but only in full, crediting me as the author. I welcome feedback. You can e-mail me at the address in my profile.”
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“It’s time,” said Rob.
Christine obediently followed him up the ladder to the loft. She’d been anxiously waiting for him to finally declare it “time,” but she didn’t rush him. Partly because it wasn’t her place to, and partly so she could savour the anticipation. It wasn’t just that she might finally be permitted to have an orgasm. It was the thrill more than anything else. The adrenaline rush. For an hour each week, she was freed from her identity and reputation, freed from social expectations. This freedom was attained through anonymity and, paradoxically, slavery. When equally anonymous strangers commanded her to do something degrading, it wasn’t her fault; she _had_ to obey, or she would be punished. Although she had to go along with every reasonable demand made by a total stranger, it didn’t necessarily mean that she enjoyed doing each individual thing they made her do. A lot of the things she did, she wouldn’t have done by herself for the sake of doing them. It’s not like she was a slut or anything. She just indulged in an hour of escapism every week. › Continue reading
Four Days In Paradise Ch. 2
I woke up Friday morning and the first thoughts before I even opened my eyes were of Him. I could feel a smile on my lips as I opened my eyes and reached my hand to the other side of the bed. He wasn’t there. His side of the bed was cold and empty. I could feel the disappointment sink into my chest and tears spring to my eyes. I wondered where he was, why he had left me. Then I smelled the coffee coming from the little kitchen area of the suite, I got out of bed wrapping the soft sheet around my naked body and went out to the delicious smell. Coffee was a definite necessity to my mornings and he knew that. As I poured my first cup I saw the note he’d left on the counter. “Lynn, last night was wonderful. I thought you might like a little privacy this morning so I am in my room. When you are ready call me. Love, J.” › Continue reading
Forty Days of the Weasel Ch. 03
“Author’s note:
This is the conclusion of the story of Glenn Svoboda, the paperboy. Mary Gilbert and Roxanne Fein are middle-aged reprobates who took an opportunity to seduce a young man for their pleasure. In the meantime, Glenn went out with a classmate named Nan and later her close friend Jackie Reiner. Between dating Nan (only once) and dating Jackie (we see their first date in this chapter) he met and began a steamy relationship with Lisa Fein, before he realized he would be engaged in an affair with her mother. › Continue reading
What Did I Get Into? Friday
“Whenever I read a story I want to know what I’m getting into, so I decided to give a small info paragraph on the story for the reader. This story is hard to categorize. It could fit into a bunch of categories. Basically this story is about 3 females dominating one male. There are no male/male scenes. It contains group sex, lesbian sex, anal, b & d, voyeur, humiliation and more. Enjoy.”
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Me and my buddies were going through the usual Saturday night routine. The evening always begins with us sitting around getting drunk and watching sports. We then head out to the local club when we are buzzing. We started off with the usual: buying a drink and checking out the place, just chilling basically. Anyway the club started to heat up and I decided to hit the dance floor. I was out there for a while mixing it up with the ladies when this gorgeous girl approaches me, she introduces herself as Amanda and we started grindin’. › Continue reading
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