As She slowly, mercilessly grinds on his raging, unrelieved monster with Her curvaceous ass globe, he tenderly kisses Her cheek and softly groans, “Pleezzz.” She’s had this handsome hunk at Her villa since early morning. It was sitting alone in the chic coffee boutique drinking a latte. THE Goddess entered, seated Herself across from him and was promptly served Her regular. He tried to discreetly ogle Her astonishing beau...

In all his eighteen years or so of being alive, going to the doctor's office was never fun. Much like having a finger shoved up his butt, though as miserable as that was it was still a long way from what Thomas was feeling right now. Especially since his chastity cage had just been removed an hour or so ago, and so sitting there in the lobby of the waiting room he really couldn't be blamed for not wanting to stay still. A...

From Lizzy's point of view. Samantha faced me and kissed me long and hard on the mouth. We were roughly the same height, and her sexy body had perfect curves and milky white flesh. I felt the full swell of her firm breasts crush mine as we hugged and I grabbed hold of her spherical little buttocks as she bumped against me. "Been a while since we did this, eh?" she reminded us. Very true, I thought, as memories of illicit...

Land. It has been six months since me and my men went out on our long boat to go Viking, to trade and plunder with the Saxons in East Anglia. Six months since I have been home. Six months since I have seen my people. Six months have passed since I have seen her. The late autumn air blows through my long hair and beard, roughing up the already messy facade I am wearing. My tired eyes glaze over the orange oaks and birches...

Six quick months had rushed by since the fateful Halloween when Jan had revealed the wilder side of herself. It seemed, to me, to have always been bubbling beneath the surface. The events of that night changed our relationship, but at the same time didn’t change anything at all. Not knowing it was even possible, we were more expressive to each other and more open. Not to mention, the sex was far more adventurous. But ever...

The next day we were once again sitting on the couch in Natalie's office for another round of couple's therapy. "So," Natalie said, studying our expressions. "How did it go, with the cards and the dares?" "Well, I think it's a little weird," Lisa said. "I mean, you're telling us to be more forward than we are, and wilder, and to admit to things we'd never admit to the other person." "And does that feel dangerous? Maybe ex...

In the Bureau’s trainee barracks, surrounded by the morning scuffle of dozens of other trainees preparing for the day, Kristen and Zach spooned in her narrow bunk. No one paid them any attention. As far as anyone else knew, they were both locked inescapably in their standard-issue chastity devices, just like any other subjects of the Bureau and if they wanted to indulge in what physical closeness they could manage, compou...

“Congratulations, Edwin and Alicia,” Kristen told the couple across the table from her, reading their names from her tablet. They were a husband and wife in their early twenties, still dressed in their wedding clothes and slightly tipsy, though probably not quite as tipsy as their bright pink cheeks would indicate. “Thank you,” they both mumbled, squeezing each other’s hands and grinning bashfully at each other. Seated to...

Your enchanting quietness is drowning the room. The empty room with pale white walls, and a wooden floor, and sparsely furnished. Yet it doesn’t seem empty. It isn’t empty, because you are there, in the middle of the room, stripped of any clothes. The flaming curls framing your blushed face, the coy smile and the ropes binding you to the room. Your beauty fills the room, the cold walls contrast with your warm presence. Th...

~ Entry One ~ Dec 5, 2022 Dear Slut Diaries, I’m just laying in my bed right now, all alone.. just daydreaming. I’m sure you want to know what I’m thinking about, but to be honest with you, it’s a little bit dirty so it’s embarrassing to speak out loud. For you, Daddy, I guess I have to make an exception though, don’t I? In my imagination, I’m not alone right now. You’re here, your hands are in my hair, pulling me in towa...

The black lipstick she applied to her lips dreamed to reach the shades of darkness her moonlighting persona held. Was she really that far gone? Had she strayed from the light so much that the woman staring at her in the mirror bore no familiarity? The more questions she asked, the further their relevance faded into the ether. Her lips stretched into a grin, exposing teeth that appeared bleached in comparison. The sleeping...

Rebecca Collins suspected there was at least a decent chance that she was going to fail Calculus no matter what she did. It was practically a coin toss at this point. The midterms were long past now, and whatever remaining assignments there were left in the class wouldn’t do much for her grade even if she got the full points. The final exam was scheduled to take place next week, and with it counting as a whole 50% of her...

All day, I simultaneously felt like a live wire and a car running on fumes. No fewer than three colleagues remarked (nicely) that I looked like I hadn’t gotten enough sleep and that I also should’ve forgone that fifth shot of espresso for breakfast that gave my eyes their quasi-manic hyper-awake gleam out of their bruised-looking sockets. I laughed it away with that trademark faux cheer – haha, y’know how it is, sleeping...