John had finally done it. He had started an online self-sustaining store that would help him quit his 9-5 job. He was only a few weeks away. This store would help John focus on something he had always wanted to give time and effort to, becoming a Sissy. John, for the better part of five years, had two lives. The one where we got up in the morning, put on a suit, and worked a stressful job and his nightlife, where he would...

The music was bumping; he was a real vibe on the couch, watching the rest on the dance floor, the beat drops and the bass throbs, the lights catch his trance, crowd moving out there grooving like a nickelodeon view, bits and pieces in neon, ravers with glow sticks or light sabers, out there like erratic Now and Laters. “Hey, you good baby?” His eye averted to a dark skin hottie with a smile, slipped by his side, green hai...

Introduction: No one seems to be able to scratch the itch. Billions of minds are constantly creating and (mostly) consuming, always searching for that elusive, ineffable feeling. Countless stories contain the seeds of this sinful tree, from incest and adultery to drugs and bondage. Few are willing to admit it, but far fewer have not sought it out on occasion. It seems a part of the human psyche needs to descend into the d...

Russian Roulette is an Immortal’s Game. Anyone who tells you otherwise either has a death wish or is just flat-out fucking stupid. I’ve been both, I know the type. So, when this bitch with beady eyes and greasy blonde hair came into the warehouse, everyone could smell the mortality on her like the sound of a pulse in a den of vampires. Not that any of us were that kind of immortal. Well, one was but he had his own blood d...

It's freezing outside at 6 am on a Sunday winter morning. It can get that way in Melbourne. But to those loyal people that are waiting in line to get out of the cold for what everyone calls 'church', it's worth it. I'm one of those loyal people who are there with their group every week without fail. Addicted. The line shuffles closer to the warmth coming from the entrance to the club. As the excitement nears, my eyes begi...

Chesha Neko Trilogy, Book 1, Part 7: BEGINNING TO THINK HE'S A CRIME LORD by valucia The next day, Jada was still feeling palpably infatuated with Ayano and his performance in the ring. They awoke late morning and took a bath together. “Ayano, does that guy Varujan report to you?” she asked, interrupting his play-by-play recap of the fight. “Varujan’s the bookie…” he said evasively. “I know that. That’s not what I asked,”...

Treasure Cunt Mutant John is naked. He has lost weight, and is more toned. I seek a scar on his chest, but the surgery on his heart was via keyhole, so there is nothing beneath the grey-black mat of hair across his broad chest. His cock, however, does sport recent injury. It is softer now but not inert. The reduced erection means that where there were many individual marks on the shaft, now there is merely a general redne...

WHAT TO DO IN BUCHAREST Ayano’s house in downtown Bucharest had many people coming and going. Jada got reacquainted with Dumitru and Sergei, among others. It seemed that they were taking her repeated presence as an indicator to be friendlier and acknowledge her more. The way he was introduced, she could tell that a Greek guy around her age named Nikos was another key member of Ayano’s company and circle of friends. He had...

MARY-JANE Mutant John’s ground floor flat is part of a fifties-era construction that includes five others built to last by the council in the days when councils did things like that. It has a tiny conservatory that opens onto a small, paved garden, one end of which is occupied by a lean-to wooden greenhouse of indeterminate heritage that backs onto the garden wall. The tomato plants nearest the flat don’t quite mask the m...

ALLYAfter uploading my first video on the Mind Hack Society servers I felt a bit dumb. What on earth was I thinking? I guess I was too horny to think straight, but still, I had never seen myself as "that kinda girl". It was time to forget about the foolishness of the last few days and focus again on what really mattered: studying. Finally, I managed to concentrate on my books and I felt a bit more like myself again. Peopl...

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