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Chapter 1: Berlin, Germany: The young man climbed up out of the bed, leaving the naked woman to silently cry. He looked out the window at the rainy city, chuckling to himself in both satisfaction and anticipation. “ What in...

It started with these e-mails. The first one was sweet, like a secret admirer. He told me I was beautiful and that he longed to be with me. I had no idea who he was, but I mailed him back. I told him I thought he was sweet and even though I was ma...

My wife Lisa and I had done the swapping parties and taking lovers - her more than me, but she has a very high sexual libido and so was having sex with others several times a week; she had about 5 fuck buddies, who she’ d see each one a...

Becca was meeting her boyfriend after his shift in a little black dress barely longer than her jacket. She literally could not contain her excitement and left traces of wet pleasure on the bus seat wearing no panties that could have absorbed her l...

Saturday: I was exploring the changes the symbiote brought not just to my body but to that of the women, my/our victims. Except for the specialized madness, the complete submersion of their will to whatever my needs...

. .. .. .. .. This is part of a longer story, but I hope you can enjoy it. .. .. .. .. .. . The prisoner. Jolka had thought out and prepared her deed quite carefully. He would not recognize her, he did not know her. But that was not the poi...

I’ m a good man. Ask anyone. I am active in the community, a supporter of humanitarian causes, a dependable friend, and a responsible (and very successful) businessman. Just last month I received a prestigious award for my contributions to as...

Can you forgive me pt1 She stood glistening under the neon lights, beads of sweat trickling from her matted hair, the criss cross wheals across her back bearing testimony to my accuracy with the whip. She turned towards me pivoti...

So Jane stood in the dock, crying as she is sentenced to death, for swearing in pubic, any excuse these days. She is 51, her blond hair was tied back off her face and her tears were running down her face. She was to be taken to the arena, where sh...

Epilogue PRINCESS PRESTIRA TIADOA Being a Highland princess was a lonely ordeal. Though my mother was a “ free spirit” and encouraged me to make friends outside of the castle, I couldn’ t bring...

Chapter Eleven LEVERIA I walked to the dungeons, my footsteps echoing into the still night. The guard nodded to me and opened the iron door. He guided me by torchlight through the catacombs, the wails and shri...

Day 4 Part 1 The next morning, Madame X opened up the cell door and set Katie’ s breakfast down on the dresser. The girl was so tired that she didn’ t even wake up when her mistress walked in, so the woman sat down on the bed and k...

I have combined all of the sections of this story for the readers convience. Due to the abuse of the comment section by spammers and other idiots, I have restricted comments to members only. Please feel free to PM me as well with any comments. Luc...

The masseuse' s hands are gliding across my skin, working the muscles of my shoulders and back with an expert touch. I sigh with contentment as the tension and stress seem to melt away from my body. It' s not often that I get a chance to r...

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Lily' s fingers tightened on the handles of the knife, feeling the cold steel against her sweaty skin. The blade gleamed in the dim light of the room, reflecting her wide, terrified eyes. She knew what was coming. She knew what she wanted. It...

Chapter 1 On the surface, Andrea Walden was a teenager just like any other. She went to high school, lived in the suburbs, and did nothing that set her apart from any of the other girls her age. She lived alone with...

This story is not true. There is no New York State. There is no Department of Correctional Services and they do not have prisons. There is no Judge John Cline and he never sat on the bench in Albany County New York

It was half past twelve (12:30) midnight. I was staying at a motel from having a huge fight with my parents arguing about my arranged marriage with some rich, disgusting guy I was supposed to marry and have children with. He was so hideous I had chills down my spine

Tiffany awoke on the couch. She wasn’t sure if that was all real, but the pain all over her body and the collar on her neck reminded her that it was. Everything was sore from the previous night’s events, or was it the previous day’s? She had no way to tell