The Casting (Part 1)
It was another day in the life of Marcel Pons. He was barking orders to the crew of five he assembled for today's casting. They were setting up the master bedroom of a rented penthouse to look like an Arabian…
Sandy’s smother fights from Africa part two.
Sandy and Debbie had just witnessed the endings of two erotic smother fights. Even though the two black women had struggled furiously to escape they couldn't avoid being suffocated unconscious. A leather bag pulled over their heads ended their struggles…
How Jenna’s Kinky Orgasmic Smother Game Went Wrong
I was sitting on my sofa watching TV when the phone began ringing. What, not now, I thought. I looked at who it was. Oh its Jenna, my new neighbor, well I wonder what she wants? "Hey Jean, I need…
Bacchanal Of Bones Chapter One
Chapter One “Shall we begin?” Mistress Isabelle asked. Rennie knew it wasn’t really a question-- and if it had been, it wouldn’t have been directed at her, but rather at Rennie’s husband. He stood watching as the Pro-Domme untied her…
Summer Of Cougars Part Three
It was not long after hooking up with Camilla in her yard I paid Judy an evening visit. After having sex twice, laying beside me naked and clammy from the long love making session, my hot cougar promised to tell…
Joan’s Ultimate Kinky Price
Joan was always sticking her nose into other people's business. It had become a habit that she couldn't keep under control. Working as an investigative reporter took her into the underworld of crime. Joan's specialty was vice. Joan had unwittingly…
Blindfolded Beatings On Cock
I followed her into the center of the room. She turned around and sternly said, "GET NAKED." I undressed under her watchful eyes. She was wearing tight jeans, top, dress shoes with heels that were an inch square. She went…
Forced Partnership For Science
Idea/prelude of a one shot or short story depending on how motivated I am; let me know if u like the idea. I warn u now this story may make no sense. I have never been in a BDSM relationship…
The Fickle Rites of Courtship
Trish was sleeping, or pretending to be, when I got home. We’d had a short, petty little spat that morning; yet as short and petty as it was, I had been irritated by it all day. I plodded through work…
Bound Part Two
She leans forward slightly, lifting her ass to his solid dick. She sways it back and forth, his head sliding across her smooth bare skin. She looks around at her ass and she sees a trail of pre-cum being spread…