The men stare at Sky as she looks up at them as they wait for her to say yes or no. It is more of a formality at this point as they all know what the answer soon leaving her lips will be. “Drop those pants, I think I need to fuck some cocks," Sky says with a bit of a shook to her herself, how quickly she accepts being the payment. The men chuckle and smile at her expected answer. With her weak body and mind, it feels like...

The weekend was almost over, and the last few sips of beer and wine swirled around the bottoms of our glasses as we fidgeted with them, none of us quite willing to finish. Siobhan and I were hosting three of her former roommates, all of whom, according to her passing comments, had “cleaned up nicely” since she had known them in college. I had no points of comparison to judge this for myself, but I could certainly agree th...

Emma was feeling highly unprofessional. She rushed out of the building after her encounter with Julee and was sure that someone must have seen how she looked. Whether or not they attributed her matted air and flushed face to something sexual was not something she wanted to know. The young redheaded teacher needed to get home before anyone figured out what was happening. When she arrived at her apartment, she rushed in and...

"Come on, Hope, let's have a look inside." Crowds of people walked past as Ivy gestured towards the modern store on Oxford Street. The store she suggested we looked inside was called Harmony and the halo above the 'a' and the horns on the 'o' suggested exactly what type of shop this was. The writing on the window inviting shoppers to escape the cold and discover their erotic fantasy confirmed that. A few weeks had passed...

Craig proved to be skilled at applying restraints. Of course, he was talented at many things, but I wondered when he'd learned to tie a secure knot so effortlessly. I was the one who had requested that he bind me with rope; I was the one who had requested all of this. As Craig now hovered over me on the bed, checking the final knot, he asked, "Are the ropes too tight, Margot?" I quickly shook my head. If I were to struggl...

The first motorbike was invented in 1885. Strangely, it was described as a means of personal transport; the idiots who determined that clearly hadn't discovered its true calling. Thankfully, in our day, many have learned the heavenly joy of correctly using a motorbike; they've learned what it was actually invented for. And they never forgot the euphoria. --- The Bunny's Birthday --- I was led by a leash, blindfolded with...

On my birthday he took me to a club. He told me it would not be your typical pub. It was not at all what I thought it would be. The people there were all carefree. When I stepped through the door, I nearly froze. I was the only person dressed in clothes. I couldn’t help but to be slightly scared. My man told me to get prepared. It was so erotic when I was made to stand nude. The men cheered and some comments were crude. W...

Our flesh was bare, in the artificial glow of a haunted venue. Bound by ropes in a Shibari design, each with a Mistress beside us, we were exhibited for the amusement of the victors of the Apple Bobbing Competition and curious onlookers. We writhed as our swelling sensitive areas were poked, slapped and gently teased. One Mistress in a deep purple corset and orange leggings, accentuating her magnificent pumpkin, pleasured...