Major Elaine Garcia's vision was blurry as she found herself sprawled face-down on a bed. Before her, a horizontal mirror angled slightly downward, reflecting her form stripped of her signature blue Army Service Uniform. Beads of perspiration glistened on her bare skin, catching the flickering amber glow of candlelight, transforming her body into a canvas of liquid gold. Usually pulled back in a severe bun, her hair had c...

Since time immemorial, the allure of the unknown has tantalized mankind. Some have searched for the Loch Ness monster or hunted for Bigfoot. Others have obsessed over secret organizations and lost civilizations, piecing together one clue after another. They each cast aside all they had for the fleeting hope of success. Some have even willingly plunged themselves into the deep, dark abyss of hell in the pursuit of happines...

This is a true short story that happened quite suddenly not too long ago. I had a plumbing problem that needed to be fixed immediately, so I made a late-night run to the large DIY warehouse on the industrial estate. The warehouse is part of a national chain. One of the greeters told me right away when I walked in that the store would be closing in less than an hour and asked if I knew what I was looking for. Although I wa...

Anastasiya led Major Elaine Garcia to the control room outside her ward. In Ana's hand was a hermetic container holding The Catalyst—a phallus-shaped cylinder resembling a dildo—which she had just extracted from Elaine's vagina. The container in Ana's grip felt like an invisible leash, gently tugging at Elaine's delicate neck, compelling her to follow. Each click of Ana's high heels resonated seductively against the hardw...

The sign in the office lobby read, "Blood Donation Drive Today, held at the Human Resources Office." "Oh, hell, is that today?" he thought. He had completely forgotten that he had signed up weeks ago, only because Scarlet had asked him to directly in the break room. However, he was also a big believer in "what goes around, comes around," so this was an opportunity to enhance his good karma. It was also worth mentioning th...

My name is Gabriella, and I am a sports journalist. When I heard that the coach of the Spanish women’s Olympic soccer team had been fired for having sex with one of the players, it sounded like just another case of a powerful man abusing his position for sexual gratification. But when I read an interview with the player at the heart of the matter, I sensed there was something different about this case. Something unusual....

Elaine Garcia, a First Lieutenant in the US Army, was bound and suspended. Her body hung gracefully in the air, about a meter from the ground, signifying an enticing surrender. Her limbs were stretched wide, her arms reaching for the heavens, her legs spread wide open in an enticing invitation. A robust metal spreader bar, hung horizontally from the ceiling, served as her suspension support. Each of its ends was ensnared...

“Are you hanging in there,” Kim asked me, sitting on a chair outside my cell as she paid me a visit. Still playing along with the game, but knowing what was coming. “I’m doing fine,” I replied. She looked around. “I brought you something,” she said. She reached behind her and from tucked inside the back of her skirt, she pulled out a vibrator. She handed it to me through the bars. “This is what you asked for in your lette...

I woke up on my third day/second morning in my cell to Jeff loudly clanging a nightstick against the bars of the cell. He was still (or, at least, again) dressed in his police uniform. “On your feet, Inmate,” he called sternly. With a slight flutter in my stomach and suppressing a smile from my lips as I was still growing used to the little game we were playing, I stood up. But he saw that slight smile. “Something funny,...

The village looked pretty vacant as Jeff drove up what was, or at least what seemed to have used to have been, the main road. He hadn’t told me where we were going, only that he had a surprise for me. “The county took over this small village police department about six years ago or so,” he remarked as we drove. “Then about a year and a half ago, this village department ceased operating altogether and everything was moved...

I was at home feeling unwell, so I spent the day in bed. Tracey had to go to work and would not be home until at least seven that evening. She made sure I had a hot drink before she left and a water bottle to keep me hydrated during the day. Before she left, she said, "I have asked Maggie to drop in on you during the day just in case you need anything." I said, "Okay, but why would you think I need her?" Tracey replied, "...

Tracey and I attended the Masquerade New Year celebration party at one of our neighbours' houses. We all wore fancy dress outfits, and most people wore incredible masks, which had to remain in place throughout. We mingled as soon as we arrived. I recognised some partygoers from their voices and some from their figures and sizes. The drinks were flowing, and most people were quite merry. We played party games and forfeited...

Another true tale from my youth. I am lucky enough to have an uncle, my mother's brother Bob, who is only ten years older than me. We grew up more as brothers than uncles and nephews, and we had a great relationship. When I was in my early twenties, my uncle, Bob, divorced his first wife after only about five years of marriage. He soon met somebody named Sam, who was only five years my senior, incredibly sexy, and stunnin...