BDSM - Page 85

This story was difficult for me to write. Not because there' s violence or anger. I' ve done that before. Not because it' s dark, although it is. This isn' t the first thing I wrote that you weren' t suppos...

(A girl goes on a gameshow to win a million dollars, but ends up in bondage and becomes an owned slave who is trained, conditioned and transformed) " It' s Monday night and that can only mean one thing. .. it' s time for Kneel or N...

i have not Corrected spelling, or Grammar, this is only a hint of a bigger story, and i just want to see if i am on the right track. thank you for reading, : )[b] [/b] Sara cursed at her...

Author' s Notes Scene two is slightly violent / degrading. _____________________________ CHAPTER THREE: Scene 01: Lykos - Sex? Yes.

Contents Chapter 1 - The Kara Kindred Chapter 2 - The Chloe Coincidence Chapter 3 - The Anna Approach Chapter 4 -...

I pulled up to Amanda’ s house and parked the car on the street, concerned. Who the fuck is here at this time of night? There was a sparkling black Corvette parked in her driveway, in front of her SUV....

Wilson squirted a generous amount of lube onto her asshole before beginning to rim her with the tip of the dildo. The cold sensation made her tense up slightly. “ Relax your muscles, ” he advised her as he began to push the tip slowly in...

The initial chapters of this story got an immediate round of negative ratings with questionable legitimacy. Hopefully you are enjoying the story as it unfolds. If so, I would really appreciate you taking a minute to give it a...

“ Come on baby, you’ re ready for this, you got this… ” Emma urged, her hands resting on his smooth slender thighs, caressing and squeezing eagerly as she lay on her back, looking up at the boy, her boyfriend, who leaned back...

I tried so hard to remember what had gotten me here. Could it have happened that first night in the movie theatre? Could it have been when he was fucking me? Could it have been in the theatre today? These are all questions that went through my hea...

BDSM, Dominance/Submission, Fantasy, Public Nudity, Public Sex, F/m, F/f, M/f, Mistress, Master, Masturbation = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = The saga comes to a close as Walter and Holly return to school. ....

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental...

They got to the club around ten-thirty and true to his word; Michael got them all in and without being carded. A bouncer showed them to a private table that overlooked the dance floor from a balcony. A waitress came to take their drink order and t...

The rice with vegetables and chicken that Pari has conjured up for me tastes delicious, and I devour it all greedily. Pari dries the already prepared whip with a hairdryer. I' ve never seen you use a whip, so I assume you don'...

" Peach. " Donna waited for a response. She felt fairly certain that she was correct but under the circumstances she just couldn' t be sure. The delay, a few seconds that felt like minutes, increased her apprehension....

I had always thought I might be gay, at least bi anyway. Sure, I had girlfriends, but it just wasn’ t the same as the feeling of sex with a guy. I was the submissive type too, always looking up bondage and domination on the internet to get my...

After my night with John I woke up refreshed, and excited to start the day. Before John left he had requested I go to his house tonight once I' m done with my work for the day. I work from home, so I could really leave anytime I wanted to, but...

God what a week. Nine nights solid of drunks and druggies, and strippers. She was exhausted. She swung her purse into the car and was about to follow it in when she saw the envelope taped to her windshield. She pulled it off, looking perplexed. &q...

A soft sigh of a woman waking up filled the room with its delicateness. Her body was tingling in that familiar way it does when she felt particularly sluttish. Her long creamy torso stretched out. Her fingers curled into her palms above her head....

It was no more than twenty minutes before the cellar door opened once more and the now familiar metallic chick of the food trolley descended the stairs. ‘ Mr. Fowler, ' cried Rachel, as she turned on the lights, ‘ we have dinner, and...