My breath strains: body tied, gagged and splayed. Condensed milk drips down my hair and over my ruined stockings while spittle rattles out the air holes of my oblong gag. The foldable chair squeaks as I struggle against the twine binding my wrists tight behind my back. In front of me, my Miss towers over my helpless body, steel-toed combat boots clacking over the hardwood floor. All the while, my cellphone buzzes loudly a...

Everything's fine. Famous last words that rang of déjà vu. The worst rollercoaster of my life, no rails or safety checks--not even a hand to hold. Eventually the friction became too much and everything burst into flame while tumbling downwards faster than a speeding bullet. I shouldn't have been the only one with a fighting chance to breathe in the acrid smell of molten metal and sweat a few moments longer as the fire dom...

Author's Note: As it stands, this story is all alone in the world. No accompanying chapter two or three to latch onto its giving teat. No sequel to fuck into my hard drive. One day, I hope to continue this. Preferably before next year. For now, though, I've written this to work as both an opening chapter and as a stand-alone story. Mother Goose would be grim to see what I've made of her, a delicious pate for this fine sum...

A gasp broke the silence. Briny water crested and peaked at the struggle underneath. Greedy for air, needing to breathe, Venus filled her burning lungs and grabbed the edge of the glass tank, heart racing. Her white labcoat molded itself over her drenched form while her coffee sat neglected, sitting on a small metal table nailed to the floor underneath a digital timer. The big red numbers continued to count down, and Venu...

Store jingles play over the loudspeaker. Customers bustle through the aisles, pushing and shoving to get the best deal while I wonder from under my cotton surgical mask. Do they notice? Can they tell? Catching a whiff of my arousal rising from underneath my skirt, sealed into my already soaked panties by the tight fabric of my knit wool stockings, I can't help but rub my thighs together to feel the wetness spread around m...

"Mmm, I just love cock up my cunt. My freshly shaved pussy's so fucking wet right now, masturbating in the bath. Dirty-talking while I ram my long nails in and out my tight teenage cookie. Mmm... six-inch stilettos are so fucking sexy, warping my feet while they dangle out the tub. Oh— ooh! Fuck, gonna squirt, fill the whole fucking tub with my love juice!" "Step-sister, what are you doing?" "Oh, step-brother! How shamefu...

One morning, when haunting dreams woke Šárka with a start, she found herself transformed into a ball of fur. Thinking it was but a dream, she arched her back and debated if she should go back to sleep. A tail attached to her rump flicked back and forth in contemplation as she noted the oak bed frame appeared larger than usual. Looking down, she could see two white paws like fuzzy mittens attached to equally fuzzy legs cov...

Fuck it, I'm videotaping it. Something I should've thought of before I coated my hands in custard, but impulse knows no such thing as good timing. Nor was it good timing that the urge overtook me while my partner, lovely as they are, teaches online lessons to bored college students in the adjacent room. Being quiet was never my forte. Tripod set, I can't believe I'm actually doing this. If my partner finds out what I've d...

Once upon a time there was a beautiful gurl named Goldilocks. Hair spun of gold, eyes the color of sapphires, she loved the way women's panties squeezed her balls tight against her body. Clitty tucked snuggly in the silky white gusset, she let the wind rustle the frills of her frock—the same sky-blue as her eyes. Merrily through the woods she skipped, platform Mary Janes in hand as she enjoyed the sensation of the soft gr...

Silk. That's what encrusted Talia while she drifted. Long wavy locks of soft charcoal hair were both a cushion and a stream on her pale cheeks and over her High Holiday best. Two piercing eyes carved from jade peered over the crest as she got on hands and knees and crawled towards them over the infinite carpet, heels thrown off to the side, her top cardigan button undone. Olive skin and full lips greeted her over the nose...

Night wind howled, chill to the bone. Monstrous legends of fear and fur lurk under the full moon. Yet no fear stopped fair Amelia on one Hallows Eve not forgotten. Entranced by beastly myth, she snuck past the pumpkin patch and crept away from the safety of home. Quiet cold embraced her. Silence save the crunch of leaves and memories led her deeper into the forest's womb. Hot breath fogged. A snarl teased her neck. More h...

"And with the blood of a virgin, the ritual is complete." A deep voice boomed out, echoing off the packed earth lining the basement of an abandoned shack. The ground level already sat partially collapsed, the elements taking their toll on the termite-infested planks that once held it all together. Pitch blackness surrounded it in the dead of night. Trees of an unkempt forest locked away its secrets deep within their scrag...

Part 2: The Mezzanine In a normal theater, the mezzanine can be one of two things. One can be found in a grand opera house with multiple levels of seating and rococo interior. There, the mezzanine is the balcony sandwiched between the first and third levels. Often fancy people in fancy dress visit the opera with monocle in hand to listen to sweet notes of music in German or French. The other mezzanine refers to the front...

Part 1: The Foyer Violet stared absently at her coffee. Black. The calming aroma of the small riverside cafe did little to smooth her nerves. She took a sip. Bitter. Usually Violet limited her caffeine intake in the evening, but tonight she would be needing the energy. Across from her, Alice nursed a latte. Extra sugar. "I don't know if I can do this." Violet couldn't tell if she was shaking from anxiety or coffee. "You o...

"Mmm...mmm...mmmph!!!" Kneeling on the bathroom tile, hot water spurting out from the showerhead, a big juicy cock rammed its way inside Violet's mouth. Its owner moved their hips back and forth, the phallus' head tickling her soft palate. With a final thrust, the cock shoved itself deep in her throat. Gagging, she pulled her face back. A glistening spit-strand lewdly stretched out, connecting the throbbing member to her...