Mortimer and Myrtle A Love Story
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Note: This is not your usual Lush story. It is an experimental play in a theater of the absurd style. There is no sex but it is an entertaining comment on marriage. I encourage you to indulge in something different. I think it will make you laugh and maybe cry. Scene: A formal living room. Mortimer is seated on a sofa in the center of the room when Myrtle enters and sits on the sofa next to him. She is wearing a blue floral dress and a pearl necklace, her gray hair is tied in a bun. Mortimer is...
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MarriedWhen Father Mortimer checked into the hotel it was eight in the evening.The room was a basic no frills double with a small bathroom. He would never stay in such a hotel if he was attending one of his ecclesiastical conferences but for what he had planned it was just perfect.He got down on his knees and bent his balding aged head over a black gilt leaf Bible he had respectfully placed on the edge of the bed.“Blessed Lord Jesus forgive me for my sins,” he muttered and crossed himself three...
Spanking~~Julias~~ “Tonight, you’re going to communicate with a rat.” “Delightful.” Julias smirked down at his childe, and gave him a pat on the head, the sort he knew would infuriate his friend. “Don’t like rats?” “I think rats raised by humans are awesome creatures. Rats who grew up in a sewer? Not so much.” The two of them stepped out of the car, and Julias waved the driver off before turning to walk toward North Side. Dolareido was a city, a very large city, and that meant crows,...
I had been into leather since I was young, I was in my 30's now and married. When I first started dating my wife I had come clean about what I liked and what I didn't like so I never had to worry about being caught. Very early on in our dating we came to an agreement I could be with boys and she with girls. I liked to keep my exploits to myself and tended to only play during the day. The big problem was the lack of quality Dom's in the Houston area. I had met a few guys off Recon over several...
~~Jack~~ Waking up beside Antoinette was a good way to start the night, normally. Waking up next to the beautiful seductress should have been the best thing ever, like usual. Not this night. He sat up, as did she, and the two of them looked at each other for a little while before she nodded, and got dressed. A perfect opportunity to watch the busty demoness move around naked, normally. He didn’t watch. Couldn’t get into the mood, couldn’t find himself wanting to do anything, except check...
Growing up in the neighborhood we all had a thing for Mrs. Jansen. Besides the fact that she was unbelievably sweet, she was also drop dead gorgeous. I would often find myself staring at her sunbathe in the afternoon and would often fantasize about her before I go to bed.With Mr Jansen working many hours I would always offer to help Mrs Jansen with some things around the house like carry heavy boxes, rake the yard, and move her furniture around. During my junior year, I was eager to go to the...
~~Julias~~ “The Carthians are rebels without a cause. They don’t do well taking orders from the older covenants, and work to try and establish more modern forms of government.” Julias paced back and forth in his kitchen, glass of red in his hand and his childe at the counter. “They don’t sound bad,” the boy said. “They’re not ‘bad,’ but they’d tear down generations of structure, of heritage, of rules and dynasties just because it doesn’t have the flash of a modern government.” He gave a...
~~Jack~~ Jack’s eyes went wide. Half of Viktor’s head was gone, just gone. The bloody gibs of brain matter and bone turned into tiny fires that faded into ash and embers before they even hit the ground. “Shit! Shit shit, what-” Julias put a hand against Jack’s mouth, and pushed him back against the wall. “Sniper, down the path.” Jack reached up and pulled his sire’s hand down. “What about Viktor!? The fuck are we supposed to do now?” Just as he was about to start ranting, his jaw dropped...
~~Antoinette~~ “Oh god oh god oh god.” Jack, trembling and ready to sweat — though thankfully unable without the blush of life — looked out over the crowd. The two of them were in Bloodlust, one of her fonder establishments to enjoy. The pulsing music, and the dark red lightning with the occasional white light strobe made for a combination of sinister, sexual, and theatrical visual stimuli. Everyone in Bloodlust felt as if they were partaking in a movie. Everyone except her poor little...
~~Beatrice~ Part of her wanted to sneak up on Julias, try and catch him by surprise, see if her scant twenty years could get past the man’s eyes. Have fun! Play with him, like old times. But, these weren’t old times, and her sneaking into his mansion, or trying to at least, was a bad idea. He probably had lookouts about, snipers, and they’d shoot first if they saw suspicious rustling in bushes. So the front door it was. Knock knock. “Good evening Miss Damor, Miss Denver,” the doorman said....
~~Jack~~ His trip to speak with Azamel had been successful, more or less. Azamel looked worse than ever, but he found her speaking with Sándor, and it seemed like they were coming to some sort of agreement. Not that Jack got to stick around long enough to find out more. Azamel promptly booted him out, saying her arrangements with Sándor were none of his business. It was his business, kinda. It was his job to keep the different species getting along. But he left anyway, a bit thankful for...
~~Antoinette~~ From the meeting room of her great glass tower in Elysium, Antoinette stood in front of the window-wall, and watched the city burn. Far off in the distance, the night sky had turned slightly orange with the light of flame, as the large fire of the North Side’s warehouse district spread. Sirens filled the air, and flashing lights of firetrucks and other emergency vehicles zipped by. “It burns,” she said. “Quite the sight.” Jacob stood beside her. The old Nosferatu was...
~~One week later.~~ ~~Jack~~ “Twenty million.” “Fifty million.” “Twenty million.” “I’m sorry. Is there an echo in here?” The sly brute adjusted his gloves, even as he put his feet up on the table. A pistol rested in his chest strap, mirrored by the four thugs who stood behind him. Thugs in suits. “I know what the merchandise is worth, and it’s not worth fifty,” Jack said. He was standing, with his arms folded across his chest and a surly look on his face. It was all part of the game, of...
~~Jack~~ Back at the burned apartment building, alone this time, and using his free time as well. Course, Invictus didn’t exactly mandate hours, but you were expected to work a certain amount. Work above that, accomplish things, and you moved up in rank and social standing; which was like gold in the Invictus. And he wanted to figure this out, who burned down this building, who killed Barry. He stood atop the ceiling of a neighboring building. The sun had just set, and he only had a couple...
~~Julias~~ Everything had fallen apart in a matter of seconds. When it was just the six hunters, he and his childe could have handled the situation easily. Even Angela, for all her absurd might and endurance, was only human. Six humans? He could have handled this himself. Having to work quickly, break through Angela’s defenses, deal with a magical barrier, and save Samantha, threw a wrench into what would have otherwise been simple. Unless the hunters managed to nail him with a shotgun or...
~~Beatrice~~ “It this ... everyone?” Sighing, Jack nodded, crouched low on the roof of Robina’s. “Clara’s not here yet, but yea, h this is everyone. If any of the hunters escape into a nightmare, Azamel will send Fiona to help us on that end. You know, assuming she can find us.” Beatrice started counting. Six vampires, one werewolf, and one monster; potentially two monsters, if they had to fight in the nightmare. That was not nearly as many people as Triss was hoping for. And, for some...
~~Beatrice~~ Following the Invictus right hands was hard enough, but now she had to follow three. Shadowing Julias was easy. Like a typical Ventrue, he was useless on his own. His power was in creating and controlling armies. But damn he looked good in a suit. Those broad shoulders, the combed back mafia hair, even the damn tie. It was a good thing she wasn’t using the blush of life, or she’d be rubbing her thighs together already. Fuck, the stupid knight made her feel like a cat in...
~~Beatrice~~ She had to get something to eat first, then she’d show Julias. She’d show up and beat the undead shit out of that piece of shit, stupid shit fuck. Eat first though, definitely. She was drained and tired from shadowing the trio, and there was no way she was going to confront big bad ancillae Julias without a stomach full of blood. She’d tried feeding on some people gently lately, using the darkness and her strength to her advantage. It had worked well enough, and she’d had more...
~~Julias~~ A taxi would not do, not for this. Perhaps it was too ridiculous, too absurd, or just too over-the-top, but Julias took great delight in the magnificent limousine they were in. Other Kindred would arrive in their usual ways, but the Prince expected a certain level of presentation for her ball, and Julias got that. There was something beautifully innocent in the mindless indulgence of expensive vice, jewelry, and wearing someone on your arm. Jack was in the limousine with him,...
~~Natasha~~ She stood there in front of Sándor, frowning, arms folded across her chest, and chewed on the inside of her cheek. Antoinette stood beside her. A thrall was busy cleaning of the prisoner’s body; it was a human body after all, and it did things human bodies did. Pooping, peeing, all the nasty realities of trying to keep a dangerous person prisoner. The horror stories prisoners of war shared were never fun reads. “Still unresponsive,” Antoinette said, sighing. “The mark on his...
~~Jack~~ Her. It was her. No doubt about it. As if someone popped a balloon in his face, snapping out of his memory to the present was loud and painful. That was Susanna’s childe, and Jack’s great grandsire. “In the name of peace,” Antoinette continued, “these three hunters were invited to the ball to be shown that Dolareido, my city, is not as devolved as other cities with a Kindred presence. We are better than our baser desires.” She adopted an evil smile, and looked back to the hunters....
Leather & Lace Chapter 1 - Temporary Initiation By the White Knight I responded to a call from my temp agency to be at Madison and 63rd, at 9:00 am on Monday morning, for an undetermined length assignment. Short on money I really wanted to make a good impression, hoping that they would keep me on for a while, so I showed up a half-hour early. Walking into the lobby of the brown stone building, I was immediately met by a doorman. He asked if he could help me and I told him I was looking for the...
~~Jack~~ It only took a small nod to the bouncer for Jack to get in. Just a week ago, he wouldn’t have dared dream of it, but Invictus connections were endless – larger than just Xnomina - so now here he was, stepping into throbbing music and pulsing lights. The air smelled of sweat, body’s grinding against each other with the beat, and enough skin was exposed to make his heart race. Or at least, it would have if it still beat; the fact it didn’t never stopped unsettling him. Everything was...
~~Beatrice~~ Climbing down into the cavern was getting easier. But no matter how good she was getting at it, if the clouds decided to cover the night sky, the obsidian shadow below her was an easy way to get some broken, mangled limbs. God damn the canyon was a bitch, with no good footing anywhere, and enough jagged rocks to kill any kine who fell down, guaranteed. But she was familiar with it now, knew where the good rocks for grabbing were, knew where to put her weight into a crevice to...
~~Jack~~ Getting taken back to the real world was a curse and a blessing. Everything, everywhere, was teasing him with answers he couldn’t get to. What was the Ritual of Faces? Black Blood and the red wraiths, what did they have to do with the ritual, how were the hunters doing it, why were hunters and spirits working together, what did the red wraiths mean when they mentioned ‘who the monster speaks with ... the trail to their goal.’ Azamel? Were they talking about Azamel? If they were, how...
~~Jack~~ “Oh my god,” Jack said. “Oh ... dear Lord,” Damien said. “Now arriving, Mister Jack Terry, of the Invictus, and champion this evening. With him, Mister Damien Burksen, of the ... Lancea et Sanctum, and champion’s guard,” the ghoul in the tuxedo beside them called out. The crowd turned to them, clapped for a few moments, nodded their hands, and resumed socializing. Somewhere along the line, Antoinette’s invite to the ball, which had included a ‘some skin but not too much’ message,...
~~Jack~~ “So you let Tilly go?” Elaine asked, chuckling as she stepped in past the door. They were in his mansion, and Mulder and Scully sat on his shoulders, eying the much, much older vampire. Idly, Jack noticed that neither of the birds crapped anymore. They’d always been smart enough to not do that in the mansion, but apparently it wouldn’t have mattered anyway. “How do you know that?” “Do you think I came to this city alone? I have eyes and ears everywhere.” He eyed her. She...
~~Beatrice~~ The war was over. Jacob laughed when he told her that. Told her it was temporary, because the Carthians and the Invictus and ‘Churchies’ always eventually got in each other’s face and business. Tale as old as time, he said. But either way, for the moment, there was a truce, and that meant people could breathe easy; dumb metaphor considering vampires. Triss and Jen were at the cave when Sam showed up, and she smiled and waved at them before she slipped into Jacob’s alcove. They...
Today was the day. Steve Cummings had delayed it for too long but finally resolved to call the number he had quickly scrawled on the back of one of his business cards some weeks back and had stashed away in the back of his wallet. This number was the realisation of a long held dream that he had kept secret in his heart for many years. The number was a key, a golden key which would unlock the deep, dark desires he had developed from his maturation from boyhood through to adolescence and now on...
ROBERTS FIRST TIME. HE WAS TURNED ONTO LEATHER BY A BIKER AT THE GYM.Like every Wednesday afternoon, I spend quite some time at my local sports school. I hated going there, but my parents told me it was for my own good. They taught many classes there, and my parents had enlisted me to take judo lessons. "That will toughen you up, boy!" had my father told me sternly three years ago.Actually, come to think of it, I really was a bit of a woose back then. And toughening up wasn't all that bad of an...
#English / #Engels- A sequel to: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-meeting-in-leather-part-1-925923After having had sex with a leather biker bodybuilder for the first time, I was dumb struck to see the note, keys and the leather when I went to get my bike out of the bike rack at the gym. I quickly fumbled the stuff that the biker had left under my saddle into my sports bag. And hoped no one had seen it. Grabbed my bicycle key and took it off the lock. I felt incredibly self aware. Could he know...
THE AMAZING MR. MORTIMER My girlfriend Rachel and I had decided to take a two week vacation to PuertoRico. I had first come across the girl on the streets of San Juan. She cameup to me and begged me for some money. At first I was going to say no. ThenI noticed how beautiful this young girl was and I was intrigued. I startedto reach into my purse to get her something, and she smiled at me. She hada very beautiful smile. It was in fact an entrancing smile. I kept her close to me with small bribes...
Nymphomaniac and slut were the names I was repeatedly called a few years ago. I earned these licentious names because of my unquenchable hunger for sexual pleasure and gratification. One of my lovers regularly organized orgies, to cater to my steamily insatiable demands for sex. For me, gang-bangs, orgies, and threesomes were, and still to this day are highly enjoyable. The pleasures and sexual satisfaction I received from them are truly sensational. Wil, my husband, was reminiscing on...
TrueNymphomaniac and slut were the names I was repeatedly called a few years ago. I earned these licentious names because of my unquenchable hunger for sexual pleasure and gratification. One of my lovers regularly organized orgies, to cater to my steamily insatiable demands for sex. For me, gang-bangs, orgies, and threesomes were, and still to this day are highly enjoyable. The pleasures and sexual satisfaction I received from them are truly sensational. Wil, my husband, was reminiscing on...
TrueNaked David's True Story True stories are always more exciting for me than fantasies...I'm not sure why. Even when reading the wildest , most imaginative and perverted tales, I love to think that maybe at the bottom there is just a grain of truth. So it is with excitement as well as reluctance that I share with you the perverted and tragic true story of young David. As many of you know, my real profession, writing being an avocation, is theatre. I am an actor and stage director, and...
#English / #Engels Translation from my original Dutch Posting https://xhamster.com/stories/een-ontmoeting-in-leather-deel-1-925552It was a sultry summer day. As every Wednesday afternoon I was on my way to the Judo lesson at a sports school in my village in the Netherlands. I had been sent there by my parents a few years earlier. "You need to learn to stand up for yourself," they had said. If I had the choice I would much rather do something else.I was certainly not a sporty type. Let alone a...
"Excitement at Carl's Leather Club."#English translation- A sequel to: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-meeting-in-leather-part-17-948174- Or start at the beginning: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-meeting-in-leather-part-1-925923 Erik-Jan and I ate a simple dinner with his family around 5 o'clock at their home. They spoke about the beautiful and wise words I had used to the angry neighbor that morning. And received compliments about how enormously mature that had came across to them. They were...
Chris woke knowing that today was going to be the day he would finally be able to satisfy his yearning to enter “The Tank” and experience the full leather bar scene. Today was his twenty-first birthday and he would spend the day preparing himself for his entry into the world of leather, dominant studs and fantasy sex. Chris had been on the edge of this world since pre-puberty when he had discovered how sensual a pair of his mother’s unlined leather dress gloves had felt on his young hands....
I could hear my Master´s phone ringing in the kitchen. Master was just finished in the bathroom after having showered. A quarter earlier, he had just fucked my sissy cunt deep and long. I was still strapped over the homemade rig that was built and adapted to be able to fix me in exactly the position Master wanted me. Wood and steel mixed, loops, leather straps, clasps, metal bars. Everything matched fully to fix me for his sadistic games containing everything from painful whippings to long and...
#English / #Engels- A sequel to: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-meeting-in-leather-part-2-926764And there I stood in the cellar box of the Master. With a full Leather outfit on. And about to have sex with another unknown person, just for the second time in my live. At least that was my assumption now. And all because of an assignment from a Leather biker master, whom I had only met 2 days earlier in the gym.My mind went crazy. What should I do? How far was I willing to go, to keep this Leather...
Val climbed up off the sofa, and as I lay there watching, I could still see my cum seeping from her old, wet pussy, and without any hesitation she pulled up her knickers and jeans and left the room. I wasnt one to leave a horny, leather wearing granny waiting so I grabbed the bags like she asked and followed her upstairs. Just doing this got me excited again, not only was I intrigued as to what was going to happen next, but watching her slowly walk up the stairs in her leather and boots,...
?Leather or Knot? by SwitchMan ([email protected]) F/m, M/f, bdsm, bondage, machine, slave, toys, kidnapping, cons, reluctant, nc, torture, XXChapter 1 – First ImpressionsChapter 2 – The Job InterviewChapter 3 – Dan’s First Modeling SessionChapter 4 – Things Get PersonalChapter 5 – Amanda’s in a BindChapter 6 – Dan’s Private Modeling SessionChapter 7 – A Lapse in JudgmentChapter 8 – Honesty is the Best PolicyChapter 9 – Dan’s New PositionChapter 1 – First ImpressionsIt was late June in...
#English / #Engels- A sequel to: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-meeting-in-leather-part-3-927198Completely satisfied I walked home with the heavy weekend bag full of Leather. The outfit I was wearing now would not attract any attention, I thought. The white sneakers, the black leather trousers with a sturdy belt, and the T-shirt with half short sleeves was something that every young guy could have. Without anyone finding the look too strange. Or that they might think, "Look, there goes another...
The leather motherA fantasy only and did not happy feedback welcome Looking back now I feel so dumb, that I did not pick up on the signs earlier. Let me explain. I am Josie a 44 year old divorced mother who had her son late in life. I had given up so much for my career and was now the head solicitor in my practice. My life had just become humdrum, cases that no longer challenged me and coming home to the same old existence. A son on his computer a ready meal and some old crap on the tv and a...
A fantasy only and did not happy feedback welcome Looking back now I feel so dumb, that I did not pick up on the signs earlier. Let me explain. I am Josie a 44 year old divorced mother who had her son late in life. I had given up so much for my career and was now the head solicitor in my practice. My life had just become humdrum, cases that no longer challenged me and coming home to the same old existence. A son on his computer a ready meal and some old crap on the tv and a few to...
"Try anything once."#English translation- A sequel to: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-meeting-in-leather-part-14-946003- Or start at the beginning: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-meeting-in-leather-part-1-925923 We dropped off Erik-Jan at his home that Tuesday evening, and Dave and I said goodbye to Carl. "I have to say Robby, I didn't think I would ever experience this. Sex at your home, and then with the both of you at the same time... I hope you enjoyed it too.", Carl said. "If you are ever...
This one happened a few weeks ago and as you may know from my story, ‘Getting girlfriend into leather’. She has started to wear it on her own without me asking/begging her to, and this is what happened after she had a few drinks,which, gets her horny plus she was wearing leather which gets her going now. And also to add to the sheer thrill she knows how much it turns me on when she wears it anyway. She was going on a night out with a group of work friends so I was to get a relaxing night on my...
"A new brother and a friend."#English translation- A sequel to: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-meeting-in-leather-part-10-944721- Or start at the beginning: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-meeting-in-leather-part-1-925923 That Wednesday afternoon the 'slaves' and I went crazy. We fucked and we let ourselves be fucked. But this time we had complete control. And in a strange way, the other staff members and visitors enjoyed it just as much, as the slaves they normally used in this way for their...
"Gang fucked in Leather at the club."#English translation- A sequel to: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-meeting-in-leather-part-11-945139- Or start at the beginning: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-meeting-in-leather-part-1-925923 I woke up in Dave's arms. And looked at him, how he was sleeping there in his Leather motor Jacket. A half stiff dick stuck out from under it. So he must have had a beautiful dream. I let my tongue pass over that thing for a moment and his cock happily rocked back and...
#English / #Engels- a sequel to: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-meeting-in-leather-part-5-932685I went to the front door and quickly looked through the window, to see who it was. My fear was proven right. It was Leather master Mike. He indeed knew where I lived. "Fuck," I thought, "Should I open the door? And damn, how does he know where I live?" Of Course I knew that I should not have gone to that private club without an invitation. Let alone screw with that boy there. And now Mike was...
One day,back in the late 1980's ,Lita not her real name,was running some errands,she finally done, and was heading her way to the bathroom to take her shower.Hanging her towel off the peg.She then remove her dress and undies wet and smelled from the sweat from the morning's work.Turning the shower on,she got busy with her hair, untying the rubber band been clinging on.She wet her hair first and applied ample amount of shampoo,massaging her hair with the shampoo,she then rinsed it with the...
Going into town to pick up a new leather jacket, my former having been ripped to pieces when I fell with my bike. Using my car since my girlfriend would not let me ride my bike without proper protection. Being new to town I finally find a shop selling leather clothing, the man behind the counter is in full leather gear which I find rather odd but I figured it's to show off the merchandise to customers. He is slightly taller than my 6 feet and more muscular by a fair bit, not small myself by any...
Adventures of Tami: Halloween Story We All Have a Halloween Story, and I do, too. Starring L & Tami by Tami, L's gurl These stories are based on real events. Some dramatization has been added, but otherwise, this shit is really happening. It's been a number of Monday Night's, now. Tami is the proud owner of her first pair of High Heels and Costume Wig. The heels ?.they give me shivers. They are black suede ankle boots with four inch spikes. We were out looking ...
"A lessen in Discipline and Love."#English translation- A sequel to: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-meeting-in-leather-part-13-945878- Or start at the beginning: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-meeting-in-leather-part-1-925923 The men drank some coffee and were enjoying the memories of that horny threesome that we just had. I went upstairs. Rinsed me clean and went to my bedroom to get dressed in Leather. I put on the Leather Chaps with the black zippers over my black jock strap. And put on the...
#English / #Engels- a sequel to: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-meeting-in-leather-part-4-932559"Wow, what a night I had!", I thought, when I woke up. I would love a few more like that one. I could recall the dreams I had one by one in my mind. Of course I looked back at them with a extreme amount of horny pleasure. Just thinking about them my almost 17 year old hand started to play with my cock. It felt like that thing had grown a few centimeters in one night! It occurred to me much later that...