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Tripletit Welcome Copyright Oggbashan November 2013The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.This story is an immediate sequel to Journey to Tripletit. The events in both stories happen shortly after those in my stories ‘Tripletit’ and ‘Saving The Planet...
I am a 73y old submissive German secret sissyfag and wannabe slaveslut in need for utmost humiliation. In the net I am known as gunnarsub.I dream that one day I fall at the mercy of a strict and relentless MISTRESS who trains me as a bootlicker and cocksucker and forces me to obey without a safeword as a worthless, piss-drinking sissy whore with no way out! But I am too coward to submit to a MISTRESS. I need to be FORCED to do so, having no alternative to absolute submission. With this file in...
Waterbury Hills, CA, was the epicenter of the Hippies' movement of the 1960s and 70s. Now in 1990, things were a bit more mainstream, but still left of center compared to the rest of America. The locals held onto their very liberal outlook on life, and the transplanted residents generally found their way to Waterbury Hills intentionally. Indeed, realtors regularly warned out-of-town transferees to carefully study the culture of the city and to decide if the very relaxed approach to life is a...
ExhibitionismThis follows on from my two previous stories, so if you haven’t already done so you might want to read them first. The Unexpected Welcome I walked through the front door and shouted out the normal homecoming welcome “Hi Honey, I’m home”, trying to act as normal as possible so as not to betray the fact that I had just had the best sex of my life with Sam and Jackie. Sharon came running out of the kitchen, wearing a nice red miniskirt and a tight t-shirt, threw her arms around me and gave me a...
This follows on from my two previous stories, so if you haven’t already done so you might want to read them first.The Unexpected WelcomeI walked through the front door and shouted out the normal homecoming welcome “Hi Honey, I’m home”, trying to act as normal as possible so as not to betray the fact that I had just had the best sex of my life with Sam and Jackie.Sharon came running out of the kitchen, wearing a nice red miniskirt and a tight t-shirt, threw her arms around me and gave me a big...
Obviously our arrival had been witnessed because we'd hardly reached the gates before they opened and two armed guards escorted us to an office in the main building where a burly Tumalian greeted us with a surprisingly friendly smile. "So you are the ones who wanted to sample the delights of our camp. I'm Captain Quaro." He extended his hand in Sumala's direction but I stepped forward and shook it. "Elaine Eves, and no, we didn't wish to come here but the Major had other...
USS Yosemite One Year Ago: Captain Gombe wanted to be anywhere else in the universe but where he was now. Fighting Klingons. Trapped in an event horizon. Back at the Academy getting yelled at by the Superintendent. Anywhere else. Certainly his Chief Medical Officer looked like he’d join him anywhere, Dr Rabin to have aged ten years since they picked up the survivors of the Corvallen freighter. ‘In all my years in this job, I’ve never seen physically injuries as extensive as this on someone...
The limousine pulled through the imposing rod iron gate, the words ‘EROS ACADEMY’ emblazoned above it. As the wheels rolled up the long driveway, past the manicured lawns and fountains, Michael felt his heart flutter as he looked at the tremendous building on the other end of the grounds. He could see other cars and gaggles of people milling about. He swallowed hard. ‘Darling please, you seem so nervous, try to relax. This should be a happy day for you,’ came a slow, slurred voice from across...
The limousine pulled through the imposing rod iron gate, the words “EROS ACADEMY” emblazoned above it. As the wheels rolled up the long driveway, past the manicured lawns and fountains, Michael felt his heart flutter as he looked at the tremendous building on the other end of the grounds. He could see other cars and gaggles of people milling about. He swallowed hard. “Darling please, you seem so nervous, try to relax. This should be a happy day for you,” came a slow, slurred voice from across...
NovelsChapter 1 - Welcome I was out on my own. I had moved away from my family and to a new town. Not earning enough to stay anywhere but a guest house where I could only afford to rent one bedroom. I was working two part-time jobs but it was a start. Eighteen and being out on my own felt good. I had a room on the second floor and there was a communal bathroom. The other people there were all long-term residents. They all seemed nice. They ranged in age and sex. There was a very elderly lady in her...
"Welcome its so nice to finally meet you!" A tall and slender woman greets you as the door opens. The woman has a yellow shirt and blue shorts. You could see the outlines of her black bra through the shirt and sweat. The day had been rather hot so you don't make a fuss given how you're just as sweaty. You noticed a hint of cinnamon in the air as she hugs passionately. "My name is Claire and I'll be the host while you stay here for the semester." You smile and say thanks again. "No, the pleasure...
FetishWelcome to my story, Primal Lust. The first thing you should do is set the variables for a family name and personal name for your character, though you will probably have to change them unless you get very lucky or already have a story in mind to read... You also might want to turn on Game Mode. I personally don't plan on using variables but some other authors may, especially since they might write about Ultrabeasts battling, and they can be handy for tracking such things... I hope you have fun...
This is the Continent of Vineland. For a thousand years the Alliance of the Civilized Races has stood the test of time. Kingdoms and Empires have come and gone, but the Alliance has endured. Yet, as with all things, it has grown old. With that age comes decay and senility. Too much these days the Alliance bickers among its own, and treats outsiders with contempt at best. What began as a grand experiment in cooperation and mutual defense has become just another exclusive club trying to force...
FantasyWalking into my room, I see you waiting for me. As commanded you are bent over my bed, naked, presented, and rubbing; the moisture visibly running down your thighs from the work of your busy fingers. I was a little later than I expected, and I wonder just how long you’ve been like this, exposed, vulnerable, and eager for my touch. I see your legs trembling and I have my answer—it’s definitely been a while. I can see that you're close to the edge but I know that you’ll follow my rules and won't...
Straight SexStanding and stare across the room seeing old and young all waiting, forever waiting. The time comes closer, as more people pass through the doors we all focus on, but not you. I search around the cold white walls for the time, finding you should be here by now. The simple joy of our child shouting "Daddy!" alerts me to your arrival. I turn brushing back the curls from my face, in time to see you spinning her around and showing her, how you have missed our little drama queen.Even as ours eye...
Love StoriesWelcome By O. Henry James Okay. Easy. Lean on me. Here. One step in front of another. There. And onto the bed. Okay. Relax. The pain will recede in a few minutes. I'll just hose you down: as you see, the bed is rubberized, the whole room is waterproof, and there's a drain in the floor. Soundproof too, by the way. There, done. Still can't talk? That's fine. Here, I'll put this lubricant on your bottom. There. Since you're already naked, you won't mind if I drop my pants. And...
Hey Jordan, Now that your mom and I have split up, I wanted to tell you a few things. You're the man of the house now. I know that we haven't always gotten along even at the best of times and that us breaking up was in large part thanks to you, so I bet you feel pretty pleased with yourself now. Really you've always hated me and every effort to make us friends. So fuck it. Why bother make the effort? Instead, I am going to enjoy fucking with you one last time. Let me tell you a story...
I’d become friends with this guy at work mostly because we had similar responsibilities and our paths crossed often. He’d seek me out at lunch and we’d visit. He was a bit older than me, ex-military, and told stories of having lived all around the world, finishing up in Asia before his discharge. He would refer to his “little woman” or just “his woman” but I never heard her referred to by name or as his wife. I was a little surprised when he invited me over for dinner on Sunday afternoon one...
The distant voice on the ham radio was difficult to understand. It faded in and out as a cold and dirty rain lashed the countryside. The central window rattled under the assault of sleet, the unseasonable storm a dark indication of the future. "Is this David?" the unknown voice asked. "It is." David sat, preparing for an extended conversation. The others monitoring the radio equipment listened in, eager for any further news about the outside world. "Go ahead. Where are you and what news...
Unwelcome Philip Johnson Prologue Good and bad things often come into our lives without warning, and that’s how it was with Ben Whitehead. A simple impulsive notion to alter his homeward travels just so he could spend a short time dwelling on a place and time from his childhood. All so innocent and understandable. Something that many might consider doing, especially on an impulse. Who would ever think that something so innocuous could ever lead to a whole string of life altering events?...
“Ahn! Ahh! Aii!” The moans echoed through the dark room. A raven-haired woman, wearing nothing but high-heeled ankle shoes, moved furiously up and down, impaling herself on the delicious piece of meat. With each movement, a lustful moan left her throat and her huge breasts jumped. Two of her companions lay on the floor, passed out. The blond haired beauty, the cleric of the group, wearing nothing but stockings, lay unconscious on her back – her large breasts moving slowly up and down. Her eyes...
“Are you ready?” whispered Jessie from under her sheet. “Yes, I am. But shhhhh! I think I can hear them coming” whispered back Bjorn from under his own sheet. Jessie suddenly heard the same sound Bjorn had just heard and couldn’t resist the temptation to pull back the top of her sheet and peek out. She had just heard that slow roll of car tyres over gravel and now she could see a car proceeding in under the entrance sign into the Camp Starkers car park. That car was soon followed by another...
Standing and stare across the room seeing old and young all waiting, forever waiting. The time comes closer, as more people pass through the doors we all focus on, but not you. I search around the cold white walls for the time, finding you should be here by now. The simple joy of our child shouting ‘Daddy!’ alerts me to your arrival. I turn brushing back the curls from my face, in time to see you spinning her around and showing her, how you have missed our little drama queen. Even as ours eye...
The limousine pulled through the imposing rod iron gate, the words “EROS ACADEMY” emblazoned above it. As the wheels rolled up the long driveway, past the manicured lawns and fountains, Michael felt his heart flutter as he looked at the tremendous building on the other end of the grounds. He could see other cars and gaggles of people milling about. He swallowed hard. “Darling please, you seem so nervous, try to relax. This should be a happy day for you,” came a slow, slurred voice from across...
Walking into my room, I see you waiting for me. As commanded you are bent over my bed, naked, presented, and rubbing, the moisture visibly running down your thighs from the work of your busy fingers. I was a little later than I expected, and I wonder just how long you’ve been like this, exposed, vulnerable, and eager for my touch. I see your legs trembling and I have my answer—it’s definitely been a while. I can see that you’re close to the edge but I know that you’ll follow my rules and won’t...
'Stop looking at the clock,' I tell myself.The day crawls, the minutes creep by so slowly. I long not to be here, willing the five o'clock rush for the door. The office is quiet, the weekend beckons. I look at my phone, re-reading your message. "Meeting cancelled. Will be home when you get here xx." I knew you will be asleep, You always seem to be sleeping. Well, when you aren't working, or playing...Grabbing my coat, noticing rain on the window. The bus is full, cramped, steamed up. Rubbing a ...
LesbianIt didn't matter how much i pleaded with my parents they just wouldn't listen, they never listen. There was no point anymore the conversation would just turn to yelling then it would be my fault once again, never the perfect son for them. The bastards didn't even have the decency to hide there happiness at shipping me off to some hospital to fix my apparent behavioral problems. I didn't know at the time i should have been savoring the way the sun touched my skin, the freedom i had just to move...
Mind ControlDear Reader, Authors run on praise and feedback. You may not realize it but one "Like", or better yet comment, can be the difference between getting stuck and continuing a story. Please don't be shy about voting on quest options/making suggestions and be sure to take a moment to hit that "Like" button at the end of every chapter. Additionally, if you want to add your own spin to the story, I encourage you to write it up and submit it: most likely I will approve it. However, if you are not...
FantasyDisclaimer The characters, locations, mannerisms, descriptions, expressions, and identity manifests in this story are the property of Hasborough and It's affiliated companies; with the exception of OCs and other original content: the 'owner' of the story, other contributors, and the website on which it is hosted make no claim or challenge, express or implied, to that status. This is a work of derivative fiction intended purely for the enjoyment of the visitors to this website and it's...
The frigid air was the first thing that greeted me upon opening my driver side door. It was a little after 6 PM on a Thursday night in Pennsylvania. My wife Lexi and I had bought our first house just inside of the city, and it had a wonderful quaint country feel to it. I had just gotten off work and was exhausted, but more than happy to finally be home. I walked up to the front of the house, keys jingling as I unlocked the door. Once I was inside, I was immediately greeted by the warm,...
RomanceThe Universe is without form and void: thus it has been created by AO and OM, and into it they have made 8 lesser deities, The Great Gas Pump, Sarenrae, The Ebon Dragon (TED), The Over-Toddler, Charon, Dog, Mystic X, and Olok, from these 8 would arise all things, and one day there would be sapient life, to worship the gods and occupy their attention, but for now there was a universe to build for it to inhabit, and it held only a handful of concepts, without even true patterns to their...
FantasyIt was spherical, obsidian-black, the size of a small plum. Hillman polished it within the folds of his shirt. Despite having found it amongst a scattering of rocks and brambles, the ball's surface bore no scratches or scuffs. Instead it shone like a drop of dark translucent liquid. "Cooool." Hillman palmed the ball. He pushed himself upright and winced. He'd almost forgotten he'd just been thrown down a steep hill. "Hillman! Hill!" Hillman crossed his arms and watched Becca pick her way down...
Mind ControlYou Died. This was not the end however, it was just the beginning! You, like almost everyone else, went to hell: and were punished for your sins in the most appropriate way possible: you had to live through all the negative consequences of each of them unto the seventh generation, over and over again, until you finally truly repented and were contrite for all of them! Eventually, when that happened: you were washed clean in the blood of the lamb and taken to heaven, where you waited in a kind...
FantasyYour name is Jess (Jessica) G.M. (Gertrude Maurine) Doorman and you are a fairly normal single mother of three who is just just trying to get by and raise your two sons and a daughter to adulthood with no income but government subsidies. You are checking your e-Mail one afternoon when you come upon a bemusing and strange message. Congratulations! You have won a free 50,000.00 Credit, three day maximum, (3 minutes in your home time-line), no strings attached, shopping spree at Tartorika...
I've been living for some years now in the apartmentbuilding where I live, a nice duplex apartment where I live alone. When I bought it I first had to do a lot of work on it, painting, a bit of remodeling and that all took longer then planned, because of the delay I couldn't celebrate my birthday in my new home. Luckily a move is always a good moment to have a housewarming party, so when all the work was done and I had moved in for the most part I had a double party. I invited all my friends...
"Can she hear us?" The wife asked. "Oh yes, I thought this would be all the more delicious if the only sense she was robbed of was her sight," answered her husband. "Where do we start?" "No rush ... you go freshen up after work, be girly for a while and all that ... I'll keep this one safe and ready until you are done," said the husband and sent his wife off with a quick kiss and a slap on the ass. The girl was naked apart from the blindfold, a cuff attached around each wrist and...
I was taking a bag of rubbish from the kitchen to the bins at the rear of my house in Highfield, Southampton when I saw what appeared to be someone crouching in the shrubs next to the path. There was a stretch of grass bordered by trees and undergrowth on both sides between my house and the one next to me with concrete walkways on both sides. The shrubs and trees were dense enough that it was difficult to see through them from either side. As I was headed to the house, I caught sight of someone...
Matthew Reid - Wednesday, June 17th, 2015 Four days had passed and I hadn't seen a hair nor heard a word out of Sara. My roommates didn't believe a word of the story. "I saved a woman!" I had said. "I swear to god if you mention lesbianism..." Craps let the joking threat speak for itself. "I saved a woman." I had told Joe. "Is that your way of telling me you chickened out from talking to another girl?" I had great friends. The story wasn't much of a tale. I opened the door...
As you stepped out of the shower before wrapping a towel around your wet body you would then head to your bedroom to find that your phone was glowing a blinding light, it would soon darken and a new app you had never heard of before was on the screen. As you would opened the app there was one text box with a massage on the screen "do as you wish this world is yours now" Soon the text box would disappear leaving a user interface its place options are endless. (Please select start game in the...
Mind ControlIntroduction: Black seductress turns racist white woman community greeter. Straight White Girls: A Welcoming Summary: Black seductress turns racist white woman community greeter. Note 1: This story is part of a series of white women submit to black women stories&hellip,although each story stands complete on their own. The first one was Straight White Girls: A Pet Teacher which introduced our black seductress Janet as she seduced her daughters teacher&hellip,me. Note 2: Thanks to Robert,...
It was seven thirty in the evening and David and his wife, Vanessa, were sipping cocktails at the bar. It had become a usual night out on the tiles and one that David had grown to enjoy so much. Not for the conversation or the meeting of new people, or the presence of his beautiful and sexy wife. It was far more than that. David loved the way he could make his wife behave in front of all the people, if he chose to, that is.This very night was looking a bit bleak as he scanned the room for...
Mind Control--- Suggestible (Mm+f, mc, inter, impreg) by Krosis of the Collective --- Nicole Dillon sat on the couch and sipped her beer. She didn't know many people at the party personally, and was feeling a little self-conscious. The music was loud and booming, and again she wondered to herself why she had come. But she knew the answer to that: Mike had asked her. It was his house, and he was one of the most popular guys in school -- a straight-A senior student, star football...
Girlish giggles filled the room as Hargraves adjusted the settings on the Monitor console."It feels like you've brought me up to see your etchings," Suzie Masefield observed."I take my work very seriously, Miss Masefield," Jack replied, with a biofeedback sensor in each hand. "If you believe this to be some kind of deception, perhaps we should call it off.""Oh, no, I'm only kidding, Jack.""I suppose you might be nervous and trying to hide it behind a joke," Hargraves...
Fantasy & Sci-Fi--- Suggestible Sleep Terror Surprise (MF, caution, mc, oral, impreg) by Krosis of the Collective --- Author's notes: Yes, I know that hypnotism can't force someone to do something they really don't want to do. I'm taking artistic license here. Also, Guy's name rhymes with 'eye', not 'bee'. --- Guy woke up to pain shooting through his outer thigh. "Agh! What the FUCK?!" he yelled. He felt his wife Trish thrashing in the bed beside him. "Nnn! Mnuhh!" she...
Excited about the new job, Sarah laid out her best clothes. Being summer and all, her attire consisted of a long flowing sleeve-less top and a narrow fitting skirt, showing more skin than she realized when she first bought the outfit. Loops of gold decorated her chest, a great deal of which was visible, thanks to the plunging neckline of her dress. Looking one last time in the mirror, she shrugged and was on her way to the new corporation. Sitting in the manager’s office was bad enough, but her...
Excited about the new job, Sarah laid out her best clothes. Being summer and all, her attire consisted of a long flowing sleeve-less top and a narrow fitting skirt, showing more skin than she realized when she first bought the outfit. Loops of gold decorated her chest, a great deal of which was visible, thanks to the plunging neckline of her dress. Looking one last time in the mirror, she shrugged and was on her way to the new corporation.Sitting in the manager's office was bad enough, but her...
TabooGuy woke up to pain shooting through his outer thigh. “Agh! What the FUCK?!” he yelled. He felt his wife Trish thrashing in the bed beside him. “Nnn! Mnuhh!” she whined in her sleep. Her foot also hit his ankle, but it didn’t hurt as much as her knee had on his thigh! “Urg...” he grumbled, getting out of bed before he was bruised any worse. Trish continued to thrash and whine in the bed. A moment later the baby started crying in the next room. “Of course...” Guy said, tromping out of the...
Nicole Dillon sat on the couch and sipped her beer. She didn't know many people at the party personally, and was feeling a little self-conscious. The music was loud and booming, and again she wondered to herself why she had come. But she knew the answer to that: Mike had asked her. It was his house, and he was one of the most popular guys in school -- a straight-A senior student, star football player, and handsome. He had come up to her in the hall at school and asked her to his party, right...
well i started dressing i female close when i was around 12. then when i was 17 i had a sexual relationship wit an older guy for almost a year.i had known him for a couple of months, he made passes tward me from day one. so one day i showed up at his apt, with submission on my mind. we played a couple games of chess, during which i would accidently knock pieces off the table then make a big deal about picking it up bending over with my ass pointing his way.i would flash a glance at him then...
YOU CAN ADD TO THIS STORY IF YOU WISH. You see a girl about 5'4 standing in front of you. "I have chosen you to gift my power. The power is that of acceptance. If you ask someone to do something they will do it no matter how crazy it is unless it will cause visible harm on their body. They will also see nothing wrong with what they are doing." You awake to see your cousin Rose shaking you telling you to wake up "rise and shine" Rose says You make your way down to the kitchen. You see your...
FetishYour ability was not something you grew up with, but something you found yourself with suddenly. You had taken a year out in India between school and university, or what was meant to be a year. In late February, shortly after turning nineteen, you had contracted some horrible, feverish illness that the local doctors could do nothing for. You'd felt your mind waste as your body did, frighteningly fast. You were sure you were going mad. You were flown back to the UK to be helped by the doctors...
Mind ControlI heard a click. My zipper was being unzipped and her head lowered. “Ooh, Sam. Feels so good!” She was doing a great job blowing me. I tried to stay quiet so as not to draw attention to anyone. I reached over to her butt, and started to fondle it. I got my hand inside her panties, and probed in near her pussy. “Oooh, I love that, Robbie, go deeper, please?” As I did, she got more aggressive with my dick. I was near my point of no return, as I moved from her pussy to her ass. She got her...
Perfect Pirouette James laid belly down upon his bed, flipping the pages in his new Seventeen magazine. His fingers, nails freshly painted in a lovely soft blue, turned each page delicately. For the most part, he hated Seventeen, but he had little else to do, as his mother had removed his videogames and old books from his bedroom. He was in the dating section, reading an article titled "Boys: What They Expect" when he heard a knock at the door. At least his mother...
Hi friends this is Nikunj here once again with my unique style of writing new stories, here my friend story. Her name is Sarah from Bangalore who came for job to Mumbai. She got a job in very first week. Just want to know how, read here. The buzzer on the office intercom sounded harshly, awaking Sarah from her daydream. She’d thought about this moment for months, and was now very nervous about this next stage. “hello”, she replied into the microphone. “ah Sarah, could you come in for...
My Two Men Yes, this is fully a true story. I have changed the names of both men to protect them from any harm that might come from this posting. I have been very lucky in my life, in regards to finding these 2 men. They showed me things that I would never have dreamed that I could have or would have done, but I loved every moment of my time with them and wish those times could have continued. I won't bore you with the ? I started at age 8?, even though that is very true. I can...
The mouthwatering aroma of delicious food hit us as soon as we got in the door from the piggyback ride. Katelyn grabbed her kids to get them to their places at the family table. Mel and I quickly washed our hands in the foyer bathroom and joined them. Cassie hadn’t been exaggerating quite how ready the meal was. If, as a kid, I would have been out of the house this close to serving up time, Mom would have made her serious displeasure known. But, as we’d been keeping her grandchildren...
Saturday night was surprisingly low-key. Tess and Kim wanted to eat in, but we all had spent a lot of physical and emotional energy during the long day of play, so we ended up putting away seven Lean Cuisines between the three of us. There was no sex. Nobody felt like having sex. Well, I did, but I could tell, right away, that neither of the women did, so, naturally, I just tried to stay out of the way. We knew that the final group's start time on Sunday would be after noon. It was too...
La Bonne Part 2: Ordinarily, the only times you heard of the men in a town disappearing was in a time of war. What was the war that had engulfed our town? It was a war against toxic masculinity which in our town had become a war on masculinity itself.. Maybe, in a fairer society, the transgendered and transvestites of the town would have been accepted as cisgendered women, but in our town the women were Terfs. The Mayor had been voted out of office last year and George made a...