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She comes home from work unlocks the door and steps inside. She does not see her Master so she makes her way to the bedroom where she changes into the house clothes that He has laid out on His bed. It is a simple outfit, the color matches her skin tone, it slips over the head, has no sleeves or neck only a thin elastic band to hold it to her body. The top is connected by a single thin strand from the cleavage to the waist with a very short rippled skirt. The almost sheer top covers only her breasts, the color of her areolas barely visible through the material, the skirt floats around her falling just below her butt cheeks, the shadows of her curves teasingly displayed. She takes her hair out of the bun and lets it fall free to her shoulders, her tresses shimmering in the light. She takes a quick look in the mirror and smiles to herself then goes to the kitchen to begin the evening meal.
While in the kitchen gathering the items needed she hears the door open and the click of her Master’s boots as He enters the house. She cleans her hands quickly and rushes out to greet Him, sinking to her knees before Him as she places a soft kiss to the top of each boot. He pats her head and she can hear the smile in His voice as He greets her.
?Hello My little pet. I have something very special for You today. Forget dinner, rise, go to My room, sit on the stool beside My bed and wait for Me.?
Excited, she kisses His boots once more, says ?yes, Master? and slowly stands then goes to wait as He bid her. She sits there wondering what the surprise could be. She goes over in her mind the events of the past days trying to find what she may have done to have earned something that would make her Master so happy. She sits and waits anxiously, her palms sweating in anticipation.
Finally she hears His boots clicking on the floor as He nears His room. He walks in and sets a bag on the bed in front of her.
?Tonight, My little pet, I will dress you. I want you to be perfect for Me.? He says as He smiles at her. She nods her head in understanding as she sits very still.
?I know how you love being My puppy, My little bitch and it’s time you look the part.? She smiles as He pulls out a bag of make ups and paints her face. He colors the tip of her nose with a shiny black, He draws a mouth, and gives her whiskers. He takes His time blending the makeup giving it an almost natural look. He goes back to the bag on His bed and pulls out a set of mittens and slips them over her hands to give her paws then He places ears atop her head.
He looks at her and cocks His head to one side, giving the appearance that He is critiquing His work. He taps His chin then He says ?AH, one more thing My little bitch needs.? She sits wondering what else there could be.
?Rise? He says. she immediately stands before Him, her legs shoulder width apart, her ?paws? behind her head, her back straight, head held high and shoulders back. She can smell her scent as it lifts to her nostrils, already wet for her Master. He kicks the stool away from her and circles her, slowly walking around her, He leans close and she can feel His warm breath on her skin as He whispers in her ear ?I can smell you, bitch. you really enjoy being My dog, don’t you?? She blushes and answers timidly ?yes, Master? He leans closer ?What was that? I couldn’t quite hear you?? Her face crimson red, her body hot with embarrassment she answers Him again, more loudly ?yes, Master, i love being Your dog.? ?That’s a good girl? He says. He reaches into the bag and takes out a pair of surgical gloves and a jar. He snaps His fingers and she sinks to her knees before Him. He leans down and puts a leash to her collar leading her from His room.
He walks her down the hall to His play room and leads her inside, the click of His boots on the floor loud in her ears. He walks her over to the center of the room, attaches her leash to a low hanging bar, He snaps His fingers again and she kneels once more. Her legs are open wide before Him, her eyes focused on the floor.
He looks at her, sees her dripping pussy, shimmering and pink and He chuckles. ?Tell Me, My little puppy, you enjoy being a dog so much, why do you not own one??
Shocked and confused she sits silent, why is He asking her this? He’s never asked her before, what should she tell Him? The truth would be humiliating and she knows in her heart of hearts that He would be disgusted with her if He knew. Her heart sinks, she holds her breath as each beat of her heart feels like it’s being ripped in half. ?I’m waiting? He says.
She takes a deep breath and a tear slips from her eye, easily rolling down the make up, realizing now that He used face paint so it wouldn’t smudge, she is grateful because she didn’t want to ruin the work He has done. Her face burning in shame, her hands shaking in her mittens as they rest on her thighs she decides that He will only accept the truth and resigns herself to the worst as she answers Him.
?Master, every time i have owned a dog i have wanted to do nothing but be good to it, to love it and take care of it. instead, i always end up trying to have sex with it. i feel worse than horrible and i know i will burn in hell for confusing an innocent animal. i know it is wrong and i hate myself for what i do, for how i feel. i vowed i would never again own another dog, i would never again let myself feel their fur against my body or their tongue on my skin but that instead i would assume the role of the dog and satisfy myself with that.? she stops talking and bows her head in her shame, tears flowing freely down her cheeks, landing on the floor between her legs as she waits to hear His outburst of rage and disgust.
He pats her head and she cries even more. Why isn’t He saying anything? Why is He so quiet? He bends His knees so that His face is in front of hers, yet He is still on His feet, He tilts her chin up and gives her a soft kiss to her lips then He smiles at her. He draws her attention to the spreader bars mounted on the floor around her and she moves herself into position on her hands and knees, her skirt on her hips, the material being too short to cover her. He shackles her in and tests the leash. Satisfied that her head is not too high but that it will not droop He moves to the shelf where He put the gloves and the jar.
She hears a ?click? then she hears Him snap the gloves on His hands and open the jar. ?Now, to fix that smell of yours.? He says. He dips His gloved fingers into the jar and pulls out some cream then begins to rub it into her skin between her legs and over her ass. It smells awful to her, not at all what a girl should smell like. ?Do you know what this is?? Not waiting for a response He continues ?this, My little bitch, is what you should smell like. Bitch in heat. It has a great odor, don’t you think?? He continues ?this is the smell that drives male dogs wild. This is the smell that makes them hunt out the bitches, to fuck them until they are exhausted. This, My little bitch, is how you are supposed to smell.?
He removes the gloves, turning them inside out so as not to get the cream on His skin as He takes them off, and puts them inside a plastic bag, seals it up and walks out of the room leaving her there, shackled and stinking. The smell strong and heavy in the air and she is trapped there unable to move, unable to get away, unable to hide. She is ashamed and she is certain this is her punishment for being so nasty, so sick and twisted. For ruining the special surprise He had for her by her confession of her desires for dogs. He is going to leave her here for who knows how long to think over her confession before He comes to release her.
The wait to her seems to take forever though He was only gone for a couple of minutes. He comes back leading a large black dog on a leash. Hearing the clicking of the claws on the floor she asks .. ?Master?? ?Shhhh? He says as He allows the dog to smell her, it’s cold wet nose running over her skin as it sniffs at her. She begins to beg ?please, Master, what are You doing?? He swiftly wraps His hand in her hair, jerks her head back and hisses ?Quiet bitch before I have Eb here gag you? He tosses her head away from Him as He leads the dog along her body, allowing him to sniff every inch of her. Eb reaches her head and he runs his cold nose into her ear, sniffing heavily, whimpering, pushing her head as he smells her, chill bumps raise up all over her body.
Master moves Eb in front of her face and barks the word ?Sit?, Eb sits wagging his big thick tail quickly, whimpering as drool drips from his tongue, shifting his weight back and forth on his big front paws, eyeing her hungrily, his doggy dick dripping on the floor as he waits expectantly.
He looks from her to her Master back and forth, straining against his leash and she looks at Eb, tears streaming down her cheeks, shaking her head back and forth no. Her ears swinging from her movements, slapping against her wet cheeks. This can’t be happening! He wouldn’t do that to her! He can’t do that to her! Wasn’t it enough that she admitted to Him her deepest shame? Does He have to make it so complete? And why, oh god why is she so damned wet! He looks down at her, His eyes glinting as a sinister smile plays across His lips. ?Heel? He says and Eb jumps to His side and she jumps at the stern tone in His voice, but she can’t move. She’s forced to stay where she is. He laughs and says ?Easy, My little bitch, you’ll get what you want soon enough.?
She begs and pleads ?no, Master, please no! You don’t understand!? Her Master utters a command throughout her protests then she feels it, Eb’s tongue running deep inside her wet aching pussy. His soft fur brushing her thighs as he pushes against her to go farther in. His tongue running along her wet velvety folds lapping up her juices making her blood run hot, his snout pushing hard against her, rocking her on her knees forcing her to push back on him to keep the shackles from cutting into her wrists. She keeps begging and pleading ?please, Master! No! Please don’t do this!? Her body burning with shame, her pussy wet and throbbing with longing.
?Tell me you don’t like it, bitch.? she keeps begging ?please, Master! Please! Don’t do this, please!? ?All you have to do is tell Me you don’t like it, bitch. But you can’t can you? you can’t tell Me you don’t like it because you love it, don’t you? Don’t you, you nasty little whore??
He watches her closely, His eyes narrowed into thin slits, watching her body shiver, her skin turning pink as Eb eats her pussy, running his long hot tongue deep inside of her, reaching parts of her with his tongue that no man could. ?Answer Me, slut, NOW!? Humiliated she answers ?yes, Master, yes, i love it, god help me i love it!? He sneers as He talks to her ?you’re such a nasty fucking slut that you’ll even fuck a dog aren’t you?? He watches her as her hips move against Ebs flicking tongue, her body rocking back and forth both from Eb pushing her and her moving with Eb. Crying she answers ?yes, Master, oh yes, Master?
Clucking His tongue He says ?is that’s how a bitch talks? Speak bitch!? She barks ?What was that?? He says ?I couldn’t quite understand you.? She barks again and again. He urges Eb on and Eb’s tongue reaches far inside her, lapping up her free flowing juices, drool dripping from her body from Eb’s tongue. She whimpers her protests again, she knows that her Master hears her, and for whatever reason He ignores her. She knows she can say their code word to end this but she can’t bring herself to say it. She is only permitted to say it when she doesn’t like what’s happening, but she loves it so she only whimpers and cries instead.
her Master utters another command and Eb withdraws his tongue from her. Shaking from the experience, she is relieved then she hears her Master say ?you’d better change position quick, you little whore, else Eb might go somewhere not so wet for him.? As her Master speaks she feels Eb mount her, feels his slippery doggy cock sliding over her ass, looking for an entrance, his paws draped over her shoulders, pulling her body closer to his, his furry body laying heavily on her back. She screams ?no Master! No! You know i can’t go anywhere like this, oh Master, please no!? Her Master chuckles and she screams when Eb pushes his way inside her tight ass, Eb grunting with finding his place for release.
His hot doggy breath beats down her neck while he fucks her, his cock getting bigger inside of her, his fur caressing her skin. She screams over and over, her Master walks in front of her, unzips His pants, grabs her hair and shoves His cock in her mouth. ?Quiet bitch!? He says sternly. Letting Eb’s pushing and thrusting on her move her over His big cock, forcing His cock down into her throat, cutting off her screams, gagging her with it. ?Mmm that’s a good little bitch, that’s right, take My cock, take all of it just like you’re taking Eb’s?
Her throat burns as her Master’s cock slides in and out of her mouth. Her tongue flicking quickly over Him, massaging His cock as He fills her mouth. Eb moves faster, his cock swelling, his knot holding him inside her, his claws digging into her shoulders, he grunts as he thrusts against her. Her Master feels her whimpers on His cock and He moves faster in her mouth ?that’s a good little bitch, suck it harder, whore, make Me cum.?
He forces His cock fully into her throat, gagging her with it’s length. He pulls out of her mouth, jerks her head up by her hair and slaps her cheek hard, her face burning as He sneers ?are you trying to tell Me, bitch, that you want a dog’s cock more than you want Mine?? She shakes her head no and He slaps her again so hard that her head snaps to the side with the force of His blow ?answer Me whore!? She screams again and answers ?no, Master! i would never prefer a dog over You!? He shoves His cock fully into her again, pressing her face to His body as He tells her ?then you better do Me good, you fucking slut or I’ll have you sucking on Eb while you beg for My cock.?
He bends forward over her and whispers a stern command to Eb and the dog pumps her harder, his claws digging into her soft flesh as his hot breath beats on her neck, his drool dripping from her shoulders. She can smell the mixture of her pussy and the cream that her Master put on her on Eb’s breath and she shudders enjoying the smell. her Master continues ordering Eb’s movements and Eb grips onto her tighter, fucking her faster and harder, his furry balls slapping against her dripping pussy. She moans feeling Eb’s doggy dick swell with his knot, stretching her ass wider as he fucks her, his doggy dick moving quickly in her tight little ass. Her Master straightens and begins to fuck her mouth again, letting Eb’s thrusting push her onto His cock then He thrusts against her pushing her back onto Eb.
She moans and whimpers she can feel an orgasm building inside of her, her shame and passion mixing together, her muscles tightening as Eb’s furry balls slap her swollen and teased clit. Feeling the vibrations of her moans her Master stops thrusting and pulls Himself free of her mouth. ?You want to cum for the doggy, don’t you bitch??
Her lips red and swollen, her make up smeared and tears streaming down her face she just stares at her Master, her breasts bouncing and swaying back as forth as Eb fucks her. Master grabs a fistfull of hair and forces her to look up at Him ?answer me slut, you want to cum for the doggy don’t you. you want to squirt your juices for him, don’t you? you want to wet his fur, to please his doggy cock, don’t you??
She bites her lower lip, straining against the pleasure, feeling Eb’s knot get bigger, his legs wrapping around her, holding her tight against his bushy furry body, she moves her hips with Eb, helping him to fuck her, pushing herself onto his doggy dick, knowing this time that it is her free movements that cause her to fuck the dog, not her Master’s thrusting as He fucked her mouth.
She rocks quickly back and forth, wiggling her hips side to side, her breasts bouncing as they hang beneath her. She fucks Eb like the whore she is and she hears her Master’s booming voice ?you like that don’t you, you fucking bitch. You like fucking a dog, don’t you slut. How does it feel, slut, knowing that you are nothing more than a dogs bitch? Nothing more than an open hole for his slick doggy dick? How does it feel knowing that you enjoy fucking a dog??
She begs and pleads with Him ?please, Master, please stop this, please, You don’t understand, Master, please? she knows that her pleas fall on deaf ears because she is freely moving her body, freely fucking Eb, reveling in the feel of his soft fur caressing her body, covering her as his dick swells inside of her.
Her Master eyes her closely, watching her fuck Eb, watching her body shiver, her eyes rolling and glistening, her cheeks turning a high pink, her breathing quicken and He knows she wants to cum, that she nearly bursts, but He wants to hear her say it, He wants her to hear herself say it. Master shakes her head ?answer Me bitch, tell Me how it feels, tell Me what you want.?
?Oh god yes! Master! i love the way it feels! i love feeling Eb’s doggy dick buried inside me, i love feeling Eb’s tongue running deep inside me, i love feeling his fur caress my body, and oh my god, Master, i want to cum!! Please, Master, please, may i cum?!?? He twists her hair in His fist ?who do you want to cum for, whore? Who is making you want to cum? Whose cock is it slut? Whose??
Her voice cracking under her strain as Eb still fucks her hard and fast, his knot so big and hard inside of her, she half speaks, half growls ?Eb, Master!! i want to cum for Eb! Please Master, please!! May i cum for the dog??
Master releases her hair leans low beside her and whispers His command in her ear and she screams as her pussy squirts her juices, hearing it splatter on the floor. Eb whimpers as her pussy contracts and her ass contracts against his swollen knot, he nearly crawls on top of her, wrapping his furry legs around her shoulders and her hips, his long hair teasing her breasts as they sway back and forth, Eb pumping fast in her, her contracting and convulsing body squeezing his doggy dick tighter in her little ass.
She screams again and again as her orgasm crashes hard over her and Eb pumps her harder and harder, each thrust of his doggy dick with its hard swollen knot making a new wave of orgasm wash over her shuddering body. Her Master watches her shameful display and tells her what a dirty whore she is, such a fucking slut taking so much pleasure from a dog as Eb pants heavily and hotly on her neck, his drool in her hair, his whimpering in her ears. Eb grunts and he lets out a whoosh of air as he squirts his hot doggy cum into her ass, he lays his full weight against her, she grunts under the strain, his knot still big inside of her.
?Such a dirty whore, you’re defiling My room, I don’t want to hear the screams of a doggy bitch in My room? Master says as He rams His cock back into her throat. He fucks her face fast, His cock long and hard, gagging her again and again as He forces Himself down her throat, making her move on Eb’s doggy cock, causing her orgasm to start again as Eb lays on her body, whimpering as she fucks him.
Her Master moves faster and faster in her mouth, hurling insults and goads at her to suck Him good, suck Him faster, to please Him as much as she pleased the dog. He is her Master, certainly He deserves more pleasure than a dog. His hand is knotted in her hair as He pumps her head on His cock, leading her with His hands, driving her face into His crotch as He thrusts against her.
?That’s it My little bitch, mmmmm that’s good, you fucking little whore, suck My cock, take it all? His cock gets bigger and His head swells in her throat, then He pulls Himself out of her mouth and shoots His hot sticky cum over her face ?take it bitch! Take what I give you?, she feels it dripping down her cheeks, mixing with her tears, she darts out her tongue to get a quick taste. ?That’s it bitch, lick it up, lick that doggy loving face of yours.?
Master stands there and looks at her for a moment ?now that, My little slut, is how a bitch is supposed to look? she blushes hot with shame because Eb is still atop her as her Master’s cum is dripping from her face. ?Heel? her Master says and Eb forcefully pulls himself out of her, she screams as his swollen knot feels likes it’s ripping her ass open. Eb comes to her Master and sits beside Him, wagging his tail happily, panting quickly. Her Master issues another command and Eb stands up and licks the cum from her face. Her Master states another command and Eb walks behind her and licks up the doggy cum that is dripping from her sore ass, the juices dripping from her pussy and the puddle that she left on the floor.
Master walks to Eb, pets his head and tells him that he’s a good boy, gives him some water and a treat, and leads Eb from the room by his leash. Again, she is left there alone, ashamed and humiliated. Burning with self condemnation and hatred for enjoying what she was just forced to endure.
Master comes back to the room, walks over to the shelf and she hears the ?click? again. Master then walks to her, takes a cool rag and wipes her face clean, dries her tears and kisses her softly. ?You did very good for Me, My pet. I am happy with you.? She blushes crimson and lowers her eyes, she says nothing as He walks behind her and lays the cool rag over her ass and pussy. He removes her shackles and leads her to her feet, He slips off her mittens and her ears then He lifts her in His strong arms and He carries her to the nearby sofa and sits with her in His lap. He caresses her hair and assures her that He loves her and that she pleased Him very much. He then tells her, that one day, when He thinks she is ready, He will allow her to see what He has seen and He points to the camera sitting on the shelf.
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The de Winter’s Tale. Copyright © Naoko Smith 2015 Many thanks to Sara, curl4ever and Oggbashan for beta reading and giving me their insights into this story. It was the best job in the world! To start with, the pool belonged to Jeff Somers — the millionaire writer who created the Dara Cruft character. Carl had of course grown up playing the spin-off games from Somers’ books — and surreptitiously reading the books. To actually have a job taking care of Jeff Somers’ swimming pool was...
MAGGIE (A Lesbian Tale)This tale takes place in the 1950s in the Midwest)In the middle of Wisconsin, most of the farms are run by families. Maggie used to live on a dairy farm with her husband. When he died in a trucking accident, she sold the farm and went to live in the city. Maggie was still young, in her early 50s, and worked in a dress shop as a saleswoman and she also did the accounting. When she was on the farm, a woman used to visit a few times a year selling sewing material, kitchen...
This is a story I wrote a while ago (3rd story I ever wrote actually). Truth is I never intended to even write a sequel to this story, but it has turned out to be a story that started a series of stories that I have collectively titled "WITCH CHRONICLES". Here is the series and the titles they were originally published under: WITCH CHRONICLES 001 - A TG Witch's Tale WITCH CHRONICLES 002 - Elizabeth's Story-Elizabeth WITCH CHRONICLES 003 - Elizabeth's Story-Lynn WITCH CHRONICLES...
The Wish Maker: A Dark Fairy Tale By Mother Kali Once in a land far away, there lived an extremely old woman who was called, not very imaginatively, "The Old Mother." This old lady lived by herself in a cottage at the very edge of the known world. She had been alive longer than even she could remember. Her face was as brown as tanned leather and deeply lined from all the time she spent in the sun. She was stooped and a little shriveled with age. She wore a plain black dress...
Inside Out, Not A Pretty Tale ? by: r.gold My Introduction - This story is written as part of my therapy. It's not really meant for publication, but I'm only following my therapist's directions. I've been told that if I write it all out it will help me move along and feel better about myself. It contains my personally graphic language, my offensive attitudes, and my sexual descriptions that should offend anyone in their right mind. If you are bothered by this kind of thing, hang...
I will admit this came after remembering a joke told by George Carlin. Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck and Elmer Fudd are characters in the Warner Brothers Cartoon World. I am using them in a jestful tale. A Looney Toon Tale Bugs Bunny climbed into his hole that was his home. He grabbed a stiff metal brush. He began to brush out the shotgun pellets that came from Elmer Fudd and his Shotgun. When he removed all the pellets, he climbed into his shower. The hot water blast removed all the aches....
A West Village Tale I'll admit it. Greenwich Village rules my heart and soul. I'm never leaving and I'll tell you a tale that will explain why. A few years ago on an early November evening, I walked down Hudson toward Bleecker. I had just closed Sweet Seasons, the flower and gift shop I co-own on Christopher and was walking toward my flat on Ann Street. I saw a blur run from the east side of Bleecker barely missing an old woman and heading straight into the intersection against...
This is my tale of how my relationship with my father took an unexpected, or maybe it was expected, turn from what I guess is the normal parent/child relationship to a taboo, incestuous one when I was sixteen. I guess I should start with a little back history. First, my name is Clarissa and most of my life I’ve been pretty shy. My mother’s name was Caralynn and she died when I was eight due to complications of my little brother’s birth. My parents had already been divorced two years when she...
IncestAn Easter Tale. By Kyorii. Chapter 01 The tale of me. I loved reading stories I've been an avid reader all of my life, Mum said that I was a dreamer, but I just loved stories especially the ones with happy endings. In stories the impossible seems possible and magical things can and do happen, I recently read an old fable about a goddess called Ostara who loved children and to entertain them she one day changed her pet bird into a rabbit, the new rabbit then created brightly...
A sting in the Tale Brigid lay in the hospital bed, as impassive as ever. I couldn't help but wonder how much she actually understood of what was about to happen to her. We had told her she was finally to be rid of that most erroneous anomaly that lay between her legs. As it existed now it was shriveled and atrophied and devoid of function. She seemed willing, perhaps even excited to be rid of it. Not that her emotional range really extended as far as excited. It really only...
The Displaced Detective, Part 1 (A Body Hopper Tale) By Limbo's Mistress Chapter One "Here you go, Detective," the barista behind the counter said with a little smile. "One double espresso latte with whole milk." I returned the smile as I reached out to take the cup of steaming coffee. "Thanks," I said. The pretty young clerk smiled again and turned to help her next customer, leaning slightly over the counter. Instinctively, my eyes slid down to admire her pert rear showcased...
The First Story - A "b.j. darling" Tale By Grace Love ------------- While this story contains truthful elements, it is a work of fiction and should not be construed as anything else. Nor should it be seen as condoning risky or violent behavior. All relationships portrayed are of a consensual nature and involve only individuals 18-years-of-age or older. ------------- Master does not allow me to cum. At all. Ever. i literally do not remember the last time i came. It was...
Synopsis.What happens when a man is taken by a woman who needs a pet? Remember: A man is not just for Christmas!An Adult Female Domination Tale by Miss Irene Clearmont & Mrs Jessica McKovanaughCopyright ? 2013 Miss Irene Clearmont & Mrs Jessica McKovanaughTell Tale-----------The footsteps sounded hollow on the bare boards of the floor as she walked towards me. I could not see her, all was dark before my eyes, but her presence was tangible. A force that had captured me and confined me for her...
Teen Fuck Toy – A Thanatos Tale – Part One Author's Note: This fictional tale contains images of torture and humiliation.It is meant for an adult audience that can tell the difference between fantasyand reality. -- Cerberus In a quiet section of Manhattan, a large anonymous brownstone serves as arest home for some members of the Thanatos Society who are too old to carefor themselves. While the residents are wealthy enough to pay a staff to carefor them at their homes, in their declining years...
The Legend of the Latex Princess Rubber Fairy TaleBy Darqside There is an old legend that spans the fabric of time itself, well not really that old actually, but it will be around for a long time at the very least. Legend has it that there was once a young queen who ruled her people and her house with an Iron fist.? She was very strict with her Manservants and Maidservants.? She was a very selfish and indulgent woman by nature, and was very choosy about the men who courted her.? In...
William?s Tale William?s Tale By Lorgrom Hey there my name is William I?m 46 just under 5?8? and 166 lbs. I?m your average looking African-American. Unlike my inner-city brothers, I grew up in a lower upper class city. While most of the kids in school were white they accepted me as one of their own. Since my father was the lawyer for many of their parents. During my senior year of collage, I met Gwen. She was a freshman, who was only there because she qualified for one of those grants...
Nina?s Tale By Dr. Quirt A young Afro-French girl explores her masochistic desires but gets a lot more than she bargained for. This story is the second of a trilogy, the first part being ?Julie?s Story? and the concluding part ?What Happened to Lucy?? Part 1 Hi, my name is Nina and I am going to try to tell you my sorry tale. I don?t know if this message will ever reach the outside world as I shall have to try to smuggle it out through one of the harem guards, tonight. I don?t think...
The Perfect Wife ? A Thanatos Tale ? Part One The Perfect Family ? A Thanatos Tale ? Part One Note:? This is a work of fiction.? Any similarity with persons living or dead is purely coincidental. ?A family is but too often a commonwealth of malignants.???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? -- Alexander Pope Thirty-one year old Larissa Monroe shudders as her son, Andrew, loudly...
The main character here is aligned to one member of our small social/support group who is a country mile ahead of the rest of us in passability, but lacks the confidence to make the most of the gift in anything other than events for crossdressers. The story itself is unintentionally longer than previous ones that I have posted, but it took a long time to write and kept hoovering up new sections. It is just a shame that I could not think of a decent ending, so if readers think the story...
"The blonde with the big tits in the Zep tee." Our drummer and bass player, brothers Sal and Rik Venturi also left requests. I waved him off, "Not tonight. Gotta work the day job tomorrow." Roscoe smiled and asked, "Not even a quick bj, Kev?" "Nope, gotta run." The Clown Show was an oddly named bar and club that often had us signed on for weekend gigs. Two 45 minute sets after an opening group, usually on the popular Saturday night. This one was a more rare Wednesday night as a...
Once upon a time there was a beautiful little princess. Her name was Aludra, which, in the language of her people, meant “unwanted one”. Of course she didn’t know this, because all the servants in the palace DID want her. They loved her dearly. She was sweet and pretty and fun to be around, whereas her mother was a stone cold class A Bitch. The Queen was such a bitch that, after her husband, the King, knocked her up with Aludra, she poisoned him. “Imagine!” she...
Life was a bit mundane for Tracy. She was married for about thirteen years. She was a wife, mother, daughter, friend, sister. But she felt very alone. Things were okay with her marriage. They had great sex, but did struggle connecting emotionally. This frustrated Tracy very much. Her husband was an introvert and she was more social. Then one day she went looking for something a little different. She had no intentions of cheating, but just wanted to see what was out there. She discovered that...
HumorA Cat's Tale By Julie O Edited by Amelia R. Author's note: This story was in part inspired by a very strange dream I had recently. Chapter 1 Derek Silva logged onto his computer. He had recently found a very interesting chatroom, and he was hoping that there would be some exciting people in there that evening. It was a little after eleven PM, but Derek didn't care; it was summer, and he had no worries until fall when his college classes started up again. He...
Once upon a time, there was a girl with the heart of a kitten. Shy, and skittish, she was slowly coaxed from under the bed, or should I say, out of the closet by her owner, and then her new found friend and next door neighbor. Eventually, she shared her story, and became comfortable about talking about it, even writing about it, playing with a few select others who would throw balls of yarn for her or scratch her behind the ears and smile as she rubbed up against their legs, showering them with...
FetishNote All characters are entirely ficticious and my apologies of any family or company names have inadvertently been used My Lady's Descent, the Butlers Tale. I was idly cleaning some silverware. The sun was shining through the drawing room windows. The lawns stretched away towards the lake with its island and folly while a gardener snipped ineffectually away at the lawn edges. It was an ordinary summers day. Mr Harrison my lord's stock broker and adviser arrived just after...
The group watched Iverson intently as he took a long swig from his mead pouch. The darkness fell around the group as they sat beside the brightly burning fire, drinking their mead and finishing off their stew. Iverson finally spoke: - Well. Where to begin? He mused tantalisingly. The young men shifted impatiently. All bar Romian, Luther and Iverson himself had rarely met let alone experienced the wonders of women! They all wanted to know what it was like! As highly hormonal...
Author’s note: The noble ladies of medieval France loved tales of women who had to put up with old and jealous husbands. Sometimes the stories were comic, sometimes tragic, sometimes romantic – but always the bad husbands were outwitted, one way or another. Here’s my (slightly naughty) take on the bad husband tale. Rosette daughter of Galon was rounding the last corner between the village well and the cottage she shared with her mother and father when two of the Duke’s soldiers, magnificent in...
You may think of me as Fiona, and I am a cross-dresser.A story by Erica inspired me to pen my saga of cross-dressing. I am also a recovering alcoholic, with a few days over 19 years without a drink as I write this, and I suppose the two tales are intertwined to some extent. Not that I am a saint by any means, a lot of people with a lot less time have a better sobriety than I. But I learned that alcohol is a poison to me, so I avoid it. I just do irrational things when I add alcohol to my...
My name is Ms Layla Smith, and I am, as you might say, a lady of negotiable affection. This is quite wrong indeed. My price is rarely negotiable, since the customers willing to negotiate obviously are not wealthy enough to afford me. I am a true professional, discreet and perfect in every manner a gentleman could ask for. I know what they want before they even know it themselves, when to smile, when to stare, when to lie, when to be the ever so modest little flower, and when to be the...
THE HUNTER'S TALE. By Cassandra Anaconda Morrison I had been collecting tales of the old days from the people in that small mountain community for several days. And everyone I talked to said the same thing: "Boy?yew should talk to Old Man Sackett if yew wants to hear some hair-raising stories about the old days." It had taken me some time to track him down?apparently he'd taken his Winchester and gone off hunting deer for all he was over 90 years old. But now he was sitting...
The Blue Unicorn: An Allegorical Tale By Lynn LeFey Once upon a time (as is often the beginning of such tales), there was born to a mare a beautiful young foal. Like the other foals, it climbed on wobbly legs, and eventually ran through the green pastures where it lived. This young horse was unremarkable, except for its blue mane. Often the others would comment about this unusual trait, sometimes playfully, sometimes in a mean way. As the young colt grew, the blue coloring slowly...
A Fabulists Tale By Rachel Anne Now where do I start? Well they say that the beginning is always a good place, so here goes. I have always been a storyteller but lately everything has changed. It seems that my tall tales aren't so tall as I always thought at least they aren't after I tell them that is. Confusing? You don't know the half of it, but I'll try to explain as best as I can. I first noticed that things weren't as I had been taught when I wrote a story about the SRU Wizard....
Altered Fates: Kyle's Tale By Christy_D My name is Kyle Crane and I've got a story to tell. I'm 19 now but when all this happened I was 17. It started off as a normal day, as tales of this nature often do, and I was doing chores around my house. My parents and 15 year old sister, Cassie, were gone for the week visiting my aunt and I had the house to myself. As I took the trash out I noticed something lying in the bushes next to our front door. I put the trash bags by the curb and...
I have to say it’s good to know there are other people out there living the Cuckold lifestyle. Sandra and I are from the South of England, have been married six years and have a daughter together. I love my wife very much indeed. As well as being a very attractive woman with a great figure she is popular and fun to be with. There is nothing I enjoy more than having her on my arm or of spending time with my family. With all this in mind I’m pleased to say that Sandra is also a self-made slut for...
A Pirate tale A long time ago, the kingdom of Spain ruled much of what we call now Central America and the Caribbean. Their domination was opposed by the British, but not using the Navy, no. The British used pirates. There have been many tales written of those times, and this may not be the strangest .... At the docks of the great city of London, a young man moves carefully, occasionally looking at a piece of paper he carries. The docks are a place of bustle and noise, which...
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