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Kelly awoke on Wednesday morning to her alarm clock ringing beside her. The tiny hammer ricocheted between its two bells atop the round clock face, blurring into an invisible cacophony. She clamped her hand over her nightstand three times before she found the clock and flicked the lever to silence the alarm. The hammer stilled, and the silence hung heavy over her blankets....

Chris woke up first. Slowly he stretched, trying to adjust position only to immediately be reminded of his restraints and the preceding night. He wondered for a moment if he was still dreaming, but after another movement he was confident in being awake. The chastity cage had a firm grip on the erection that tried to form in his sleep. A shift of his leg confirmed a bit of precum lightly coating his upper thigh to his arousal and embarrassment. He relaxed a moment, slowly thinking over the night and wonderin...

Chapter 3
One
David sat across his large desk from Kendall, fingers steepled. It was the best office in the firm and was made up of two floors. The bottom floor where all his business was conducted connected to an upper floor by a private elevator. Kendall had never been to the second floor of the office, nor had anyone she knew at the firm. It was David's personal and private space. There were rumors that there was a full three bedroom apartment up there and David often slept at the office, particula...

This is a re-conception of the excellent Literotica posts, "A Game with in a Game" and "The Struggle" by Doberinca . After I read them for the first time, I read them again. The characters were real and convincing, they had inner lives. Their relationships, like real life, sometimes ran happily, but just as often there were misunderstandings, confusion and sometimes anger. The original was also epic in size, and I thought about how the experience might be different if it was structured as a set of novels of...

Tonii's dating life had its highs and lows. If the lows were boring dates where making a connection felt as easy as pulling teeth, the highs were when she found someone she didn't mind sleeping with on a regular basis.
Tonight, she shared her bed with a man she had been seeing for a few months. His name was Mark. Older than Tonii, in his mid-fifties, he was a twice divorced father of two. A lawyer who spent most of his work week at the office, and his evenings managing so many business endeavors that she...

My names is Larry Fischer and I worked as an office boy in a large NYC law firm. My boss, Laverna Johnson, one of the firms partners, is a big Black Woman, 6'3 inches tall, 250 lbs. She's a Black Supremacist and dominant woman. She noticed I was attracted to Black women but was too afraid to ask them out when she saw me desperately fumble and bumble attempts to ask her Black Secretary, Tina, for a date, despite the fact she had made it painfully obvious she'd say yes if asked. That convinced Ms. Johnson tha...

Looking back over my 71 years of life, one thing has become very apparent to me. I have always had a passion for mature women starting at a very early age.
Growing up in an upscale, affluent southern California beach community in the 60's we were provided with almost more exposure to women than we could handle....

Extra Tuition - slave girl sara
How times changed coming to the end of the twentieth century.
Most kids crave to leave school, and for the most part they are not interested in working.
Corporal punishments in UK schools were abolished in 1987 to the detriment of school and home discipline. The government of the day had decided enough was enough, but some wished they still had corporal punishment in the Houses of Parliament....

Part Four
After two days of cock sucking depravity it was time to go to submit to the whims of Sir Bennett. Had she passed a test? Would he take her as a slave? She put on her highest three inch heels, gold strappy sandals and thought hard about what to wear. In the end, she opted for the same buttonless coat and then in a final act of commitment, slipped off her wedding ring and left it by the door....

"I'll wear a mask with a dildo!" He'd said.
So casual.
So inspiring.
Though she smiled, fingernails dragging over his scalp as she pulled the black, latex mask down over the back of his head, smoothing her hands over the thick bands and securing the open face mask in place.
The mask covered his mouth, keeping him from speaking as she circled his naked, exposed body....

I'm on all fours on the bed, naked, my tits swinging gently to and fro, my legs spread. I'm resting on my elbows and my forehead is pressed into a pillow, my ass poking temptingly into the air. You are standing behind me, your fingers soaked in slippery lube, and you're pushing your fingers in and out of my tight little knot, making me ready for the heavy steel plug that will fill my ass and render it out of action for at least this evening....

Many of the events in this story were real, but to be honest, I certainly embellished it and added details that excite me more. And I want to apologize in advance, English is not my native language.
The gray mouse. (Part number 7)
So the wedding day came, I didn't think it could happen to me at all....

Roommates Becoming Sisters
I can hear my heels click on the tile floor and feel my bra free tits jiggle and move as I walk to class. I find my usual seat in the tiered lecture hall about halfway down so I can clearly see the board and hear the instructor. As I sit, I hear the soft thud of the metal plug in my ass as it hits the unpadded seat pushing it even deeper into my unaccustomed ass. The cute stud who always sits in front of me turns to flirt as he has before every class since the first week. I've ...

Chapter 13
"Good morning, lover, its nine o'clock." Marion stood at the foot of the bed. He opened his eyes, still a bit tired from their adventures the previous evening. Marion was dressed simply in trousers and a pullover. Rob remembered today was the day of the party, his debut among Marion's friends as the submissive shared between Marion and Jenny....

Future Wife Training - Part 1 - slave girl sara
It is not essential, but most men feel it will be of benefit for a young bride or partner to be trained so as to be fully aware of their duties. Most registered Disciplinarians will perform this task, sessions of one or more days can be booked, depending on which options are selected from those on offer....

Chapter Title: ***Vanessa's Awakening***
Eric and I fell into a routine over the next couple of weeks. He took me on three more dates to various restaurants. After our dates he would defile me, sometimes in the car, sometimes in a dark alleyway. I always wear easy clothes now.
"Vanessa."
I was laying on the couch trading my book when Eric's angry voice startled me. I looked up to see him walking into the room....

The Retreat
Chapter 8
Sleep had eluded Sara. She lay on the bed, letting her mind take her back to the very beginning of it all. She closed her eyes and let it play out. Maybe she could have seen it and done something about it.
As Sara entered the crowded bar, a wave of music, laughter, and the smell of alcohol swept over her. She didn't often go out by herself, but she was on a mission. She just wanted to get drunk, meet a guy, and get fucked. She wore her sluttiest outfit. A short black mini skir...

Ms. Rouge bent down into the corner of the bathroom.
From her purse, she produced a small, black square, which she placed on the tile.
I knew what it was as soon as I heard the springs.
"No."
"Yes," she cooed.
She turned around and locked the door.
As if anyone was going to save me......

Chapter 5: Arrival at the Threshold
Before Michael looms a large manor, an imposing structure etched against the reddening evening sky. He stands at the door, a disheveled wreck, his navy jacket streaked with grime and perspiration. His hands hold the black card quivering in his grip. His thumb traces the address he's praying he found, ink blurred from his relentless rubbing. The doorbell's chime reverberates, a mournful note lost in the expanse, and his breath grows jagged with anticipation as he waits....

Chapter 21: Vallerie's fall
A horrid stench greeted Vallerie when she emerged from slumber.
Shit, I forgot to clean myself yesterday.
She got out of bed as fast as possible, then using her magic she conjured water to remove the dried semen all over her body. Of course, it did not remove any of the smell but, unfortunately for her, unlike Emily, she did not learn any spells destined for housekeeping....

After our steamy episode in his car, Daddy leads me inside his house. It's beautiful, spacious and minimalist, the complete opposite of mine. I feel a little intimidated when I walk through his living room. He must have noticed the tension, because he starts to caress my back tenderly.
"You have nothing to worry about. Especially with me."...

The rain lashed against the windowpanes of Camila's car as she drove through the city streets, the windshield wipers struggling to keep pace with the torrent.
The wipers squeaking against the barrage of tapping rain against the windshield.  
"Ughh, it just had to rain today," she muttered to herself as she maneuvered around a bus, the spray from its tires momentarily blinding her as the wake of the bus sprayed all over her car. She sighed, her breath fogging up the windshield despite the defroster's b...

(written by Arin, edited and enhanced by Molly)
One day John called me at work and asked, "Alison, can you do me a big favor? I'm being called out of town on business. I have to leave Thursday morning, and I wonder if you can drive me to the airport and house sit while I'm gone."
Since he'd referred to me as Alison, I answered him in kind. "I'll have to check with my boss and call you right back, John." Given the royalties that were coming in from our textbook, I really didn't have to work, but I like...

WARNING: This story contains themes like rape, noncon, masochism, sadism, bondage, and BDSM, so if you are not into these things, please don't continue.
Disclaimer: all the characters are above the age of 18. please respect women and read this story as only a fantasy.
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Chapter 6
When Jenny and Marion came back down from dressing they were both taking short steps in their high heeled boots.
They both wore knee-length dresses of a flowing satin material. Jenny's blue dress had lace accents at the hem and low neckline. The deep red dress Marion wore was more conservative, very elegant....

"What the fuck!" Elise cursed under her breath and Kai let out a sigh, frustrated to have missed the man by a short inch. "What does the door at the back open to?" She probed as they continued dancing, glancing at the black curtains that blended well with the wall.
"I have no idea," Kai muttered, his forehead creasing deeper thoughtfully. "This is the second time I am visiting this club and it is only now I noticed the secret door. Maybe, it's the VIP area." He shrugged lightly....

Then the memories flooded again, to a second, more memorable tea party.
Hatter and the March Hare had always been entertaining hosts and Dormouse made the most excellent tea. Visiting Wonderland again in her 23rd year, Alice, dressed in her best purple and ivory frock, was seated by Hatter, waiting for her time to speak. He had asked a question and had not given enough time for a reply; she had a reply but waited for the eternal drone of chatter to cease. Moments passed, which seemed like minutes, which ...

Disclaimer: Everyone in this story depicted is over the age of 18 legal consenting adults. All work written is 100% mine authentic and raw to to the point.
It's Friday night what a perfect day to go out, destress and chill at the strip club. Wild dancing, partying, and checking out hot girls sounds like the ultimate satisfaction for me. I'm 25 years old and I have never been to a strip club so going tonight will be a big deal....

You Got Mail 5
This is a story of a loving wife learning about her husband's hidden desires and trying to full fill them for him. If you don't like the story don't read it.
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"I can't believe you just did that," my wife exclaimed. "I thought sure you would use your safe word to keep from humiliating yourself and eating like a dog."...

Looking dazed and on the verge of tears, Brooke said to Michelle, "I thought you were my friend."
Michelle replied, "I am your friend, Brookie. But not all friendships are equal on both sides. You should know that better than anyone."
"What are you talking about?"
Now looking serious for the first time, Michelle said, "Self awareness has never been your strong suit, has it? Our friendship has been unequal since we were little girls. You always had to be the one who shined -- often, at my expense. Y...