“Good news, Mister Quinn,” purred Shalina as her hand wandered down from my naked chest to my equally naked crotch and started stroking what she found there. “I’m going to jerk you off and let you spill your cum all over my chest, as if I were a common slut.” Well, shit, I needed to avoid that at all costs. My grunted plea for mercy was muffled by the rubber ball that violated my mouth. It was held in place by a leather s...

"I am an attaché at the American embassy, I have diplomatic immunity. I demand you release me at once!” The raven-haired Latina beauty smirked at my outburst. In her Spanish-flavored accent she replied in good English, "You are in no position to make demands, I think, senor.” Well, she had me there. The toned, curvaceous woman was standing over my seated figure in the small, warm, dimly-lit room. Though she was of average...

Although she fingered her aching, needy pussy in the limo, Gwen’s sexual fervor would not be sated; it only increased. Her front door hadn’t fully closed before the horny redhead had her hand down her tights to play in her hot wetness. The insatiable, young woman threw herself onto the couch, kicking her sexy, pirate boots off, her drenched tights immediately following. Two fingers thrust themselves inside her gaping, hor...

The feverish moisture between her legs builds up while she listens to her every word. Blindfolded, she can't see her; she can strongly feel her commanding yet caring presence. Her countless male lovers had torn her asunder. She learned from them terribly, though. She wanted this -- her. There's no turning back. Her creamy neck craves the savage touch of her newest lover, which will run down to her rich bosom and further t...

As I hung, suspended from the ceiling by my wrist cuffs, I heard the click of high heels coming towards me. I managed to twist my nearly-naked body around and beheld Domme Zoe walking towards me, a vicious-looking bullwhip in her hand. The instrument of torture was so lengthy that the bulk of it was dragging along the ground beside her; so substantial in weight that I could hear it scrape along the floor. I was a first-ti...

Mark walked into the back storage room and cut the lights. He felt tired, as he had just finished dealing with the massive parade of Christmas shoppers. The store had finally emptied of all the loud and obnoxious kids who had stood in line all day to see Santa Claus. Mark chuckled that the kids still believed in that crap. He had to endure hours of picking them up and placing them on Rent-a-Santa’s lap, then reversing the...

"Struggle all you want, Mister Duncan; you won't escape those shackles or loosen that gag. My lovely assistant did an admirable job in restraining you in preparation for my arrival." I was standing, naked and spread-eagle, bound by leather and chains in a well-equipped dungeon. Every inch of my body was available for any actions the cruel Mistress Sofia might choose to perform. Newly-arrived in the city, she had a reputat...

Kim Archibald's memory went back forty-three years as she waited outside the big door. She was remembering when she was Kim Hudson, aged seventeen and a few days short of her eighteenth birthday. All those years ago she stood outside a door very similar to the one that she was outside now; on the other side of the door back then was the headmistress of the private girls' school, Mary Churchill, and Kim's best friend, Susa...