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The alarm on her phone went off again. Maribelle dashed across the room to shut it off and tripped over her cat Barnaby, who was not going to move from his spot in front of his food dish until something was done about its acute emptiness. Maribell groaned, and pushed herself up on her knees as the phone kept playing a catchy pop tune....

It was a long walk to the end of the dock. The early morning half-light made everything look monstrous, my skin prickled with goosebumps despite my effort to stay calm. I looked over to Franz, as he stared ahead stoically. He was dressed for the weather, high-collared sweater and trenchcoat. I wasn't used to being up this early, and had forgotten how long the mornings take to get warm, My windbreaker, blouse and pencil skirt were doing nothing against the chilly damp air. I suppressed a shiver....

My name is Aki Nogano, and as a young girl I was like a mouse. Small, straight brown hair in pigtails, brown eyes. High pitched squeak of a voice. Barely a creature to be noticed. Always a little sickly as a child, in my early teens I fell seriously ill. For almost three years I was in a convalescent facility trying to regain my health and get stronger. By the time I had recovered it seemed the world had moved on from me....

The click of the camera echoed softly through the bedroom. Every corner was familiar, yet tonight it felt heavy with anticipation. I knelt where he placed me, the cool floor kissing my knees. My hands rested on my thighs, my back straight, chest lifted, eyes down.
"Good girl," he said, voice smooth....

It was a warm and sunny day back home, though that never stopped Salem from wearing all black. In a Bathory hoodie and black jeans with her messenger bag slung on her shoulder, she hummed a simple tune as she headed down the shaded walkway. Passing by various store fronts, she walked by a bearded guy hanging around outside the entrance of a comic store. Evidently some employee on break, he was leaning against the brick wall with his phone in one hand and an energy drink can in the other....

At 4:28 precisely, the alarm began to beep. Short, sharp tones echoed through the box, slicing through the silence. Then a calm, mechanical voice followed:
"Training begins in two minutes."
Jade stirred awake.
Her eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the familiar complete darkness pressing against her eyes, the same impenetrable black she had grown used to inside the sealed box. Despite the confinement, despite the stiffness from three days of immobility, she felt something surprising....

Hotel Bar Meetup: Saturday Afternoon


Dom

We are back at the hotel, and I told her to get ready. I gave her an outfit I picked up in the store; one from the back, I muse to myself with a slight smile on my face. I've always enjoyed the setup of one of my bondage rendezvous with a woman. It's methodical and meticulous and gets me in the right mindset. The systematic nature of ropes tends to immerse me in that mindset more effectively than other things, but my vixen isn't quite prepared for i...

Charlie Part 2
A week went by after Charlie's encounter with Miss Stewart, and he hadn't received a text from her. This was hugely disappointing as he was constantly fantasising about another session in her special room and reliving what happened when he lost his virginity to her in spectacular and kinky style....

Note: This is a work of fiction for adults only.
Lucy hated wearing the puppy suit, but she had no choice as she crawled after the guards on their inspection.
The first cell they approached was a standard door with two circular breast slots. The prisoner inside, Holly, had her large bosom and small nipple bells dutifully hanging out, through the slots. When the guard slapped Holly's breasts, she quickly withdrew them from the slot and the sound of clattering chains and clicking heels could be heard fr...

My sister Alice has asked me to write my story. Daddy and she have posted their stories on this site and Alice feels that there are people that would be interested in it. Since I am a slave, Daddy contacted my Owner and got permission.
Growing up I was shy, quiet and submissive. I liked being in the background, serving, taking care of others. I hated those times when I was forced into some sort of leadership position....

Fuck! I'm lost, not quite lost but in a difficult situation. I am in the normally beautiful Lake District, I had just climbed my 112th of the 'Wainwright's'. The 214 peaks that were described in Wainwright's guides to the Lakes. I love his descriptions and drawings of each climb; they are not climbs in the strictest sense, more walks and scrambles....

I asked Howard: "Can... can I address her?" Even after my chat with her that afternoon, it now seemed appropriate to ask him.
He made a generous gesture and said: "Of course! We are amongst ourselves here."
"Marcy... I must say I'm a bit at a loss here. You are a modern and self-conscious woman, right?"...

Lucy often lost track of time in this prison. It may have been an hour or day or weeks later when Lucy was back in her own cell with Claire. She told Claire her troubles and how her conversation with her lawyer had landed her back in the training cells. Claire pointed to the wide number seven-sized dildo in her uniform box and explained that she was having a hard time too as the matrons were now forcing her to wear larger-sized plugs. Lucy felt grateful for her number six-sized dildo that was already deeply...

Constance sat in the waiting room with her husband, Kevin. It was all Kevin's idea. He had been insistent that she needed help. She didn't know if that was really the case, but she had come to admit that things might have gone too far. Though, could you really blame her?
Until recently, her sex life could be deeply frustrating. There were times when it was really good. Yet, there were times when she had felt frustration at how hard it had been to achieve release....

This is Chapter 10 of "Brenna at The Academy". Reading all chapters in sequence is recommended for context and maximum enjoyment.
This series is a work of complete fiction and fantasy borne of the imagination. All characters and locations are fictional and any resemblance to real people, names, events or places is purely coincidental. All fictional characters are consenting adults having a good time, in safe circumstances. I hope you enjoy the stories!...

The study smells of old resin and tonight's incense--the last faint coil of sandalwood unwinding like a dying serpent.
I sit at the writing desk. The one I had imported from Lisbon--the drawers lacquered black, the handles bone-white crescents like moons tipped on their sides. Paper waits, bright and bloodless. A Montblanc pen rests in my fingers....

Part 3 - The Gauntlet
Nora woke to the weight of Jason still pressed against her back, his breath warm on her neck, his cock still buried deep in her asshole. For a moment she just lay there, eyes half-closed, savoring the strange comfort of it -- the soreness, the fullness, the faint ache that had become so familiar, and the extreme, unbearable, overwhelming horniness. When she shifted slightly, he stirred too, groaning low as his hands tightened on her hips....

This is the second part of "Jade", I advise you to read the first part "Chapter 1 : A Jump into the Abyss" before reading this chapter.
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Jade woke slowly, her thoughts murky, her body heavy. She had no idea what time it was -- there was no clock, no sound, no hint of movement outside. But in truth, it was around 4 a. m. She had been unconscious for seven full hours....

Melanie sends daddy to the dominatrix.
"I hope you're going to be careful with that thing! There's some sensitive skin down there. I don't want to get cut."
Rob was naked, lying on his large four-poster bed with a couple of towels under him. Beside him was the shaving equipment - razor, foam, a dish of hot water, a couple of hand towels - and his daughter....

It really hadn't been worth it, at least it didn't seem so now. Oh, I suppose at the time it felt ok. At the time, bored, lonely, waking up from some vague and half remembered erotic dream that left me wanting, feeling unfulfilled and wet and needing, it seemed like a perfectly reasonable reaction. Imagining the dream was real, letting my mind, and hands, drift, finding that sweet release of pleasure to lull myself into more dreams. I suppose at the time it seemed like a good idea, only now... not so much....

Eden curled up in a large papasan chair with an overstuffed pillow, a blanket, and a cup of cocoa. Usually, she loved evenings by the fireplace, alone with her dreams, but tonight she was unsettled.
Her thoughts drifted back to the office, where she had met hundreds of businessmen and models. She'd been unfazed. It would take more than money and a hard body to turn her head. Pickup lines? She'd heard them all. But today, she looked up from her desk and saw him....

"Miss Alice?"
"Yes, sweetie?"
"I... r-really want a collar."
Matty was curled up on the couch, watching a movie with her girlfriend. Her head was in Alice's lap with most of her body hidden under a black slip. She could feel Alice gently petting her long brown hair, occasionally scratching Matty's head. The trans woman quietly loved that feeling. It made her feel meeker, but relaxed and safe at the same time. Alice had that effect on her. The bob haired blond knew how to easily rile or calm Matty, ...

I'd graduated from college and took some time off, but then I had to get a real job and start my life moving in a positive direction. I soon found out that apparently for me, college had been a lot of wasted time and money. There were too many college grads and not enough plumbers and electricians. Maybe I should've attended a trade school of some type....

A Dominant and submissive couple explore their boundaries at a local sex dungeon.
Kit and Kat are a dynamic couple who co-author stories of their adventures exploring everything this lifestyle has to offer. All characters, real or imagined are over 21 and are willing participants.
This particular scene involves intense degradation and impact play. Which are a couple of Kat's favorite kinks. Bondage play is one of his beloved kinks....

This is a story about damsels in distress in the Regency period. It contains non-consensual bondage and bad period dialogue; reader discretion is advised.
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"You must not stare, Georgiana," said Miss Catchpenny to her sister; "it is not genteel."
Georgiana nodded. She knew perfectly well that Eliza was right, but that did not make her advice any easier to follow. Count Malamar's ball was overwhelming to the inexperienced and even to the tolerably experienced eye, and calculated to be so; profusion...

-- CHAPTER SIX --
About a year after they had joined the community, Gerry was scheduled to make a two week long business trip to China. The weekend between those weeks was a scheduled "party weekend" at the farm. Gerry had thought about it and wondered whether Tammi should attend in his absence. He e-mailed John and John advised him it had to be a decision between Gerry and Toni -- no one else could make that decision for them. John told him some men would find it exciting to spend the weekend visualizin...

Note: This is a work of fiction for adults only.
Lucy was nervous to meet her lawyer as she waited at the bars of her small holding cell. This was her first visitor and she had mixed feelings. She needed to talk to the lawyer but she could not meet anyone dressed like this.
Looking in the dirty mirror of her cell, she saw her youthful face reflecting. Without a ball gag stretching her ruby red lips, Lucy recalled her life before prison and how she used to look. But the black and white prison striped p...

When I entered the living room again, the atmosphere had changed completely. My uncle sat in one of the comfy chairs, a cigar between his fingers, and a classical, printed newspaper in his lap. He was still dressed for work, in a dark blue suit, of which he had only loosened the tie and the top button of his shirt. He was an unremarkable man with average features, except for his eyes, which examined me with intense clarity....

I'd started writing a new series, focusing on a new character, and realized I wanted to keep going back to Gary's universe, filling in some of the blanks, continuing some storylines. I'd kept ruining Valentine's Day for Sienna across the 4 series, and decided I wanted to write a GOOD Valentine's Day for her and Gary. And so this story came about slowly....

"Stay still, will you?"
Aurora said with a huff as she wrapped a padded leather collar around Sera's neck while the girl stood and wobbled slightly on her new hooves. They were standing on the edge of the training field where Sera had first met Aurora, the large indoor facility promising a veritable challenge for any level of pony....