Sado-Masochism - Page 4

Chapter One-Cindy This is a true chronicle. Names have been changed to protect the guilty. Her name was Cindy, and she worked the evening shift at the local Seven-Eleven

Please, indulge in my visuals. If it turns out that my words suit your palette, then do leave a comment; letting me know if I should continue, this sordid little fantasy

The Headmasters Room (Part 1) This story begins in 1985 when I was 17 and finally ends last year. “Miss Simpson! Go straight to the Headmaster’s room now!” Mr. Flanders shouted as he pointed to the Religious Knowledge classroom door

Debbie 4 I have to tell you that I so much enjoyed writing what I would call “The Confessions Of Debbie” that I decided to keep it going, at least to tell you what happened next

She wakes up in a small cell, her eyes adjusting to the dim light. Her breathing quickens as the panic sets in. She'd met Lucy for dinner, she had walked alone back to her car, and then her memory just stopped

Hi guys, my first ever story published at XNXX, hope you all appreciate it. The Spider and the Fly Chapter 1 - Catching the Fly The moment had finally come when she had stated she wanted to be his

June 1, 1944, Salisbury England Tobey and I hustled into the company area, dodging others who were strewn about the area like flotsam on a beach. Some were sitting and talking, mostly quietly, with no small hint of fear

This is the story of a young woman’s conviction as a terrorist and what happens to her when she is sentenced to penal slavery. Penal slavery is not impossible. The thirteenth and fourteenth amendments to the constitution of the United States of America do NOT prohibit slavery

Father and Daughter… Summary: Lily-Luna Potter returns home for summer after her fifth year at Hogwarts, but is upset about her boyfriend, now Ex-boyfriend, becoming pushy about his desires and talks to her father whilst her mother is out

Belle - or 'it' as John called her now - squirmed uncomfortably in her seat and slid herself closer to the car door. Even that slight movement sent a rush of desire through her belly. She closed her eyes and slid her hand up the inside of her right thigh

"There are twelve implements laying on the couch. You are to look them over and decide in which order you wish to receive them. Place them in order, one to twelve, starting at the left. You will be receiving a minimum of twelve whacks with each item

"Please stop. I can't take it." Her voice was hoarse from screaming. She was face down on the bed. Her ass up high like he liked it. Her ass was red, but not raw. He had stopped beating her to undress himself. "I can't take it. I don't want it. Please

My name is Priyanka my friends call me Anu, I am a little on the larger size BBW you can say. I have blonde hair, 5’8” height and 38dd bust, have a lot of sexual adventure my whole life, have a lot of stories and this is one of them. I live in Delhi

This is the story of a young woman’s conviction as a terrorist and what happens to her when she is sentenced to penal slavery. Penal slavery is not impossible. The Thirteenth and Fourteenth Amendments to the Constitution of the United States of America do NOT prohibit slavery

This is a true story…. Well, it’s true that I made it up, sort of… you be the judge. If you have a fixed aversion to cross-dressing sissies, you may wish to go elsewhere. However, my story isn’t about that, although it provides the protagonist vehicle