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"Did you enjoy your meal sir?" The stunning brunette behind the lunch counter asked. "Not really," Tenchi thought, smiling politely, wondering if he should just come right out and say... "I'm accustom to larger portions and the sauce you use for your teriyaki eel is substandard at best!" Instead he simply nodded and smiled. After all Washu's seafood supply plus Sasami's cooking no doubt had him spoiled rotten! "And here's your change!" She intoned, pleasantly if mechanically,...
Kittens _ Theater Kitten By Sarah Owens Based on the Stories of Malissa Madison Chapter 2 - The Kitten Ballet Theater Troupe "Violet, kitten, bring up the stage lights, and let's see what we have to work with." "Yes, momma." Violet adjusted the controls, and brought up the lights on the stage. In the week since Sarah had found her, she had begun to learn just as Sarah had, the intricate details of running a theater. And she also...
Kittens _ Theater Kitten By Sarah Owens Based on the Stories of Malissa Madison "Erika, hi, this is Sarah. I am going to be coming back to town today. My momma left me her theater, and I think I would like to reopen it. Those years she let me study dance and theater were the best opportunity she gave me after she adopted me and made me her kitten all those years ago, and I want to give something back to the town that took me in and accepted me, in her memory." Sarah had called...
Again. The subtle beeps grow louder and more frequent, until they have transfigured themselves into a blaring klaxon, now accompanied by the harsh, blue flash of the alarm that tells me I am needed. The utterly shameless display case that is the lid to my chamber now opens, just as slowly and dramatically as ever. It's not as frosty as often it is, so I know I must have really slept in.Some mornings I wonder what it would be like if anybody besides me was ever in here. They'd see my naked...
MedicalWriter's Note: Based on a story I once wrote on Cyoc, and thought I'd at least bring a version to Chyoa for my first story here. Something looked out onto the world. So much life, and said life had a very intriguing way of reproduction. Involving their special DNA and how their sex and survival of the fittest made them incredibly adaptable... The only issue was how weird some of the animals were. They for sure were hardwired for sex, and often would attempt at least self-gratification towards...
The Sex MachineThe sex had been good but you were getting tired of the same old routine with John, His technique was very considerate and he always made you come before fucking you, But you had the urge for a bit of a change, You had talked about it together several times, but nothing had ever come of it.The chatroom held the answer, you had noticed a few weeks ago an ad for “the fuck room; we cum to you” Tonight it was going to happen, you had set up the video camera in the front room so that...
Helga's Hydronic Torture Machineby DolorDelectatioSynopsis: this story is set in the realm of Extreme Toyland / Extreme Dolls in which mistress Lisa produces extreme bdsm torture content for her web sites and private pleasure. Lisa's associate Rachel works on a notorious request on the Extreme Dolls web site. The request offers a ton of cash for a model willing to undergo an extreme sexual torture scene administered by a computer-controlled machine. -----Chapter One: The contract-----Since the...
Ginger was rather curious to look into the Professor's hut, now that she knew there was a sexual device inside. She had been in the Professor's hut several times, sometimes only wearing a towel, but she had never noticed anything. How small could he make the thing anyway? The Professor entered his hut going straight to his lab bench. He flipped it over to reveal what looked like a standard examining table complete with stirrups and very naughty looking wrist restraints. "Professor, I...
The Cheerleader Transformation Machine By Caitlin Arabesque Chapter 1 James and Becky had been friends since 8th grade. Now they were Junior's at the same college, UNC Chapel Hill. James was still working towards s Physical Education major, while Becky had long ago decided to go for a psychology degree. It was a warm August Friday during lunch. School had just started back up. "What's that about conditioning again? You're saying it has nothing to do with hair?" James asked...
Leon Reddick had been hired to be the on set masseuse for the new hit movie ‘Twilight New Moon’. He had read the books when they were first released and could honestly feel the brain cells dripping from his nose. But. A pay check was indeed a pay check and lately he needed one.Leon was only twenty one and fresh out of school. Both his parents passed away in a car crash when he was very young, he barely remembered them. It was then that he went to live with his Aunt Cherie. His Aunt took very...
Die 31 j?hrige rotblonde Sabina hatte ihren Ehemann betrogen. Als ihr Mann Sven dahinterkam, zwang er seine Frau sich ihm zu unterwerfen. Mit striktem Sex- und K?rpertraining erzog er sie zur gehorsamen Sklavin. Doch nachdem er Sabina von einem Hund hat nehmen lassen und sie zwang Pferdesperma zu schlucken hatte sie Rachegef?hle. Wird Sven die Angelegenheit aus der Hand gleiten? Wen die ganze Geschichte interessiert, der findet sie in der Story Sabina und ihr neues LebenDanke f?r das positive F...
f-self,M+/f,S/M,bondage,fantasy,heavy,consensual,tortureSlave to the MachineBy HistSwitch00 at Yahoo dot Com, ? 2009Joan had practically given up on men and real-life relationships. Her amazingly successful career led to financial well-being, social status, travel, and more. But she just couldn't find a suitable long-term partner. The men who would make good husbands, and potentially good fathers, couldn't satisfy her unique sexual and emotional cravings. Once in a while, Joan needed a...
This story uses comic book characters owned by DC/Warner Bros./TW and does so strictly on a fanfic parody type basis with no money to be gained by the author or anyone who posts it. It is free to be posted on any site wishing to do so, provided the author is given credit. The Body Mod Machine by Steve Zink Jimmy Olsen, the brash young photographer and reporter for the Daily Planet who worked alongside his friends Clark Kent and Lois Lane, knew about the Kandorian Body...
The Pleasure Machine- Sam DarquesiedThe seminar had lasted for two of the most mind numbingly boring days I have ever known and it was a long drive back to the city. I was looking forward to getting home but the drive was as boring as the seminar and I needed a break. As I passed through a small town I noticed a garage sale and decided it was a good excuse to stop for a while and maybe after I?d find a restaurant or something.There was no one else in the yard except for an attractive,...
"So, what happens now?" Tenchi asked looking back at Ena squarely. "Walk with me?" She replied gently, gesturing the general direction of the temple grounds. To which he simply shrugged in rejoinder, falling into step besides her having no real reason to refuse. "As I have stated, there are a great many things of which you must be made aware." Ena began. "Most political and esoteric matters I believe would be best related by your future queen in good stead..." "Then why take so...
'I think we are here', my husband said, trying to catch his breath. The long flight of stairs to the top were indeed daunting, but now we stood in front of a shabby looking door, at journeys end, for this part at least.We had travelled here with the sole purpose of purchasing 'Ultimate Saddle Thrusting Sex Machine', the owner claiming it was as new, never used, and having vied it on-line, called him, and agreed a price of £85.00, less than halve.I told my husband I thought he sounded oldish,...
THE MINDY MACHINEBy Hungry Guy With a side business of building BDSM gear, Guy was making a nice little side income. His most popular item was a _Sperm Sponge_ harness: a rather complicated item of straps, rings, and buckles that the slave wore on her head with a cock-ring pressed tightly to her mouth, and another collection of straps, rings, and buckles that he Dominant wore on his hips with that same cock-ring pressed tightly to his crotch at the base of his cock. With such a garment, a...
Terminator, rape machine This is my first attempt at writing anything remotely science fiction/fan fiction related so I hope it works. For those who are unfamiliar, some of it is based on the Terminator movies. The story is set before Kyle Rees is sent back to protect Sarah Conner, the mother of John Connor, the savior of mankind some 20+ years later http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_TerminatorThe story is a work of fiction inspired by the films. No one was hurt during the writing of this story....
Even if the sound of his voice had not been enough, the room suddenly awash in pale bluish radiance insured all eyes turned. Beholding Tenchi, incredibly now standing just behind the queen, his Lighthawk blade inches from her throat. "If you hurt my child." He assured the room thickly. "I'll kill every one of you!" His eyes were haunted as he made the pronouncement, his face set into the hardest of lines as he moved the blade a fraction closer. "Starting with her." Tenchi concluded...
"Eureka!" Dan DeMorangi screamed. It was 2 o'clock in the morning. He had been working on a project in his basement for most of the previous day. It was a theoretical project he had been working on the last couple of months after the idea popped in his head. You see, Dan has a bit of issues dealing with the other sex. Even though he is a good looking fellah, his people skills and ways with the ladies are far below par to score with the chicks. So this dream world of his where women were super...
Mind ControlShe had long ago given up her name. Of course, the vanilla world insisted on her using it still, but at times like this she was 440-424-135. A machine somewhere on the Internet assigned that number to her at her request. It was who she was now to the extent that it mattered. She lived with her Master. He too had a name in the world, but using it herself would imply that she was an equal to him rather than his possession. She called him Master when they were with each other, and he called her...
BDSMThis is my second story here at FM, and my first written in first-person perspective, so feel free to leave some constructive criticism. Thanks for reading! The MILF Machine By Dr. Beaubourg Hey, how's it going? My name's Martin Campbell, although my friends call me Marty. Some people call me Mrs. Campbell. If I like them, I let them call me Helen. This is the story of how I came into the possession of the magnificent MILF machine, and how it changed my life. Stick around...
Night had fallen at last. Still feeling the effects of Washu's minor surgeries, Tenchi made his way cautiously up the long darkened stairway. Pausing every now and again glancing around, It was only when he was most certain his accent had gone unobserved, he finally climbed the last few steps. Making doubly sure to 'skirt' the actually open plaza area of the shrine however. With everyone understandably up in arms over what happened to his father and having a stranger in the house to...
"You look good." Tenchi told the Princess as she stood leaning against the side of the porch. It had been several minutes now, the two of them standing there, alone. The air in the living room before had seemed, stifling. Beyond his ability finally to bear. There hadn't been anything so much as a plan in coming outside, rather than the sudden, almost overwhelming need to just get out of there! Tenchi had taken her hand almost without realizing he had done so. More of ... an after thought...
I watched the code as it flickered and flowed and finally moved with it. It was almost simple to move around the security and into the system. I moved to one side to watch the data flow with the constant guard and security programs streaming past. I dove into the stream and headed to a hub to retrieve the location of the files I wanted. I moved away and deeper into the flow and kept going until I reached an interface. I gathered the data I had come for and slipped away. I sat back as I reached...
"WHA?!" A just arriving Ryoko yelped, suddenly finding her self standing at finger point, while Tenchi, among others blinked in surprise. He however was the only one suddenly very aware of the pressure Ayeka was exerting on his arm as just to the other side of the Princess, certain galactic law officials where sizing up the pending predicament. "And now it gets really interesting!" Kiyone thought glumly. Not, without an appropriate amount of sympathy for Tenchi to be sure. "OH!"...
It was close to midnight when I walked out of the business centre, having caught up on my emails. I was flustered. My business suit felt overly restrictive and my bra way too tight. I unbuttoned the top two buttons of my blouse in an attempt to cool myself down.My hormones were on fire. That last email from David was totally unexpected. It seemed so real. I wondered if it was a real experience or just a fantasy. Either way, it had me aroused and dangerously horny.As I was waiting for the lift...
Toys“Be serious” Laura said with a shy smile to her best friend Tally. Laura and Tally were sat in a coffee shop as they normally did on their dinner break chatting. Tally had been Laura best friend since they were at school; here they were still best friends at the age of 33, even working in the same office building. What they were chatting about was a present that Laura had been given for her last birthday by another friend. “I am serious Lau you should try it” Tally smiled as she tried...
Warning, this historical fantasy contains references to fucking and fucking machines and contains four letter words and any resemblance of any characters to any person living or deceased is entirely unintentional.In addition it contains folk getting strapped down with leather straps and there's Snuff, Prostitutes and steam valves, and the Dowager lady McNeedle and Mini Carr getting machine fucked, and eccentrics and split pins and the horrific though slightly comical bloody death of one of the...
Lady Funaho had changed little since Mihoshi had last seen her. But then, she had 'changed' little in the last thousand years if the truth were told. One did not bring such matters up around the queen of Jurai However, if one wished to remain in good health. "I would say that this is an unexpected pleasure." The queen politely intoned. "But of course we know that would be untrue." Kiyone stood staring, uncharacteristically mute. Mihoshi however, having met the queen on more than one...
Sasami had been waiting patiently as she might. Attempting to hold a sense of what she believed was termed 'cultivated composer'. That managed to last until the first few bars of the all too familiar 'Wedding March' began. For the way that her heart leaped in her chest it might well have been 'Toccata en Fugue'. She quickly reminded herself that she was not about to greet some mad doctor or even a disfigured deranged organ playing actor for that mater. This was her wedding day and...
Up Skirt Photo Machine I could not believe the success of my “Up Skirt Photo Machine.” I rolled it up next to the entrance to the shopping mall and stood back. At first the girls seemed leery of it. They read my sign and giggled. Then all of a sudden there were ten girls lined up to use it. My sign read, “Please stand on the marks, look at this sign, and then press the button with your thumb. Thank you for your cooperation.” They lined up like cattle to the slaughter. They...
"Ow." Kiyone moaned softly. Fidgeting when gently as possible, Tenchi laid her down. "Lie still." He commanded, equally soft, before turning purposefully to a squat cupboard at one side of the Olsen's entryway. "Hold on." He told her soothingly. "I'll be just a moment." He would rather have taken her to the shrine however she'd insisted her injuries were not severe and the Olsen with its supply of healing herbs was closer. Once certain his back was to her Kiyone allowed her...
"I'm surprised they're allowing us so much time together really." Tenchi huffed. Sparing only a few glances the direction of the massive tent the Jurian's had set up in the vicinity. Noting with some amazement something which had been absent only yesterday now towered over and almost completely engulfed most of the old rest stop. "Don't they have some traditions about, you know? 'Seeing' the bride before the wedding or some such?" He finished. Deliberately ignoring the now...
The next hour or so was blessedly uneventful, for the most part. Beginning with the Grand marshal being sent on his merriest of ways, 'sarcasm intended', with a surprising minimum of fuss. Azusa's bemusement at having so efficiently defused the situation however suddenly melted upon his return to the vicinity of the front yard. The very moment his dark brooding eyes had set upon where Ayeka stood. Something poignant seemed to have passed briefly between father and daughter. Enough...
Several minutes, and as many buckets of soapy water later. The female contingent of Wataru's crew had almost restored the mini to showroom condition. While Sara, Mikito and Yoshi worked, the interval also witnessed Yuba's final tentative re-emergence from the caravan. "Now, Yuba dearest." Michele attempted to console. "Everyone has a moment or two of dementia now and then." "My god!" Yuba wailed, as Michele steered her sullenly towards a rest stop bench. "I really showed my...
The box sat in the middle of the living room floor where the express service delivery man had left it. It had no markings on it other than a standard shipping label with Claire's address and a generic looking return address in Iowa. Claire knew what it was, though. She was expecting it. She knew it would arrive today and called in sick to work to sign for it. Ordinarily, she loved getting stuff in the mail, tearing the boxes apart to get her hands on a new pair of shoes or what not. But this...
SpankingI had the opportunity to try a fucking machine a while ago and ever since then have been addicted to watching videos of fucking machines. If you have hot videos of women being fucked by machines (especially if they are bound) please send them to me. Makes me so damn hot to watch other women being fucked by machines. Recently I had the opportunity to enjoy a fucking machine in person once again. What a night! So many leg shaking, mind blowing orgasms. I was invited to a dinner party. There were...
Tenchi dragged more than walked himself up the darkened entry hall. Even by his standards, this had been one exhausting day. Thoughts of food, bath and bed circled his mind while trudging past entry into the living room, wondering who would be still up at this hour? Seated across from the doorway from him, Katsuhito sat holding a sleeping Mayuka while providing Ayeka a shoulder against which to slumber. It would have been an idyllic scene, if not for how pissed he currently were at his...
'Tenchi the magnificent', glanced under at the first hold down's release mechanism, then again at the rectangular shape muted under the bright green tarp on top. Realizing he'd barley noticed it on the stage/bed behind Yuba. "Well, She had nice legs." He admitted privately, among other distractions at the time. "You go round." He started, pausing when noting Todd staring into the distance with a look of undisguised wonder. Just then on the ground, in front of him ... a moving shadow,...
"Tenchi?" Kiyone whispered urgently. "Uh?" he attempted, then embarrassed at the slight lapse, swallowed the portion in his mouth. He'd been concentrating on his meal, desperately avoiding eye contact with Sasami while ignoring Ayeka's periodic flinging of visual daggers at her sister. "What's on your mind Key?" He whispering at diminished volume. "Is, they're something wrong with your Grandfather?" She asked. "Huh?" "Would you mind?" Ayeka muttered, annoyed as Kiyone...
Turning to regard the new speaker even as the others, Tenchi felt something in the location he normally associated as his brain simply freeze. In his twenty-one years he'd done and believed he had 'seen', many a great thing. Some of which could even be termed 'miraculous' Perhaps even godly. This however was the first time he could specifically remember seeing someone who actually looked ... Well, like one always expected an alien to look. She was blue! His mind instantly shooting...
The male sensed that today was different as he was led to the room by his Mistress, naked leashed and on all fours. He had surrendered everything to Madam Hortense Brigham, the plump 60 year old woman who had drawn him into her web, teasing him into her world of domination and beyond, breaking his spirit completely through cruel and rigorous punishments and humiliations, reducing him to the controlled and obedient slave he now was. She had promised him he would be disposed of when the whim...
Hi Bandhura kemon achho? Onek din kono golpo lekha hoi ni. Tomra Amar Golpo “Simitar Shave Kora Gu” Asha kori tomra porechho. Aaj ami Simita K niea aar akta golpo likhte jachhi. Asha kori tomader bhalo lagbe. Simita Sei golper seshe to USA chole gieachhilo or Hubby ar kachhe 2 years hoea gachhe. Aar modhey oor sathe majhe majhe Fb te chat hoto. 2 years ar modhey ami Hyderabad chhere Mumbai chole alam. Okhane akta company tea mi job korchhi. Akdin Hathat chat hote hote o amake bollo ami Indiai...
Daniel awoke in total confusion, he couldn’t remember falling asleep or where he was or what he was doing before he woke up. His eyes were heavy and he felt so weak that he could barely even lift his eyelids, he couldn’t lift or move anything actually. He felt the cool air around him, he was obviously in an air conditioned room. For a second Daniel thought that he had been in an accident and that he was waking up in a hospital but then he smelled something. The perfume scent that had just made...
I have always been interested in stories about the past and decided to create a medium, which anyone could contribute. This took much thinking on my part, but I am fairly happy with the results. I have created a story in which my character is transported back into time by means of his own invention, however he doesn't actually land in the time, instead he must occupy a "host" body to be able to stay there. His own invention is used against him to get him out of the way so others...
Smiling, his mind in a whirl Tenchi was yet again, wondering ... He was still uncertain exactly what had made that moment any different from countless others, but having no real regrets. What was more, it had all come so natural, instinctively. like he had done it before ... Had he? It was after all just a kiss. Mechanically it wasn't 'brain science' or even 'rocket surgery', but at the end of any day, is a kiss just as kiss? He'd always wondered also ... Well, what Ryoko would taste...
Day 3: (Faster than the speeding bullet.) The steady rhythmic hum of the passenger car nestled about him. The dull regular 'clackity-clack' as the train's bogies made their way across countless trestles beneath. So oddly soothing in its way as one came to terms and accepted. That after a time, it had almost Lulled Tenchi in to a kind of daze. Last night had been complete and utter hell, his thoughts wandered briefly backwards. The events of the previous day insuring a state of total...
"Daaaaaadeeee." Tenchi seemed to hear from a great distance. "You gonna wake up?" The darkness shrouding his senses seemed to be lifting gradually, though the room about him remained fuzzy. "Key?" The child's voice came again. "Why don't he open he eyes?" Tenchi tried to concentrate, certain that he recognized the voices. Not an easy feat, feeling like he was swimming in Jell-O. "Give him a moment sugar bear," He seemed to hear distinctly. "You're daddy's been through a...
We had posted an open invited to Sharon’s training on the machine, we had just bought for her, and needed extra help. Twenty responders had been selected, and invited round.the machine consisted of a frame of scaffolding poles with a phallic poll to impales Sharon on which could be move to varying degrees so she could be horizontal or vertical while always having the insertion poll inside her cunt. A head restraint kept her in place and always lined up with the insertion pole. I dressed Sharon...
You sigh as you enter your new high school, its pristine walls high looming dauntingly above you with every passing step... After ages of training, you have finally managed to perfect your family's personalized style of martial art - an obscure mix of judo, hapkido, and wudang. With your newly-sharpened prowess, it was easy to secure a spot in Tadou Academy, and equally easy to find yourself the center of attention among the freshmen. A young man soon approaches you, a chibi-looking girl...
IntroductionThis story follows on directly from Episode 103: A Day at the Races, so if you haven’t read it recently, I humbly request that you do, Mistress.GillianAn email arrived the day after the racing orgy, featuring Mistress Anna and slut suzy, stating that Gillian would be delivering a special package this afternoon, together with a set of very compromising photographs of Daddy and several jockeys jacking off over his pretty daughter.Looking out the front window suzy first spotted...
"I tell you Tenchi it was Achika!" Kiyone swore. "Right in front of me plain as day!" Having cleaned and washed, no longer looked like a victim of a food riot, Tenchi stopped. Turning slightly, holding the ends of a towel around his neck in both hands, staring at her evenly. "Why don't you believe me?" Kiyone challenged. "First of all," He told her slowly. "I never said that I didn't, Key." "Well what do you think..." She began. "What I said, was 'let's not talk about...
Elsewhere at roughly the same time, Tenchi was making his way along the house sun porch. Briefly he paused, taking the majestic view of the placid lake offered from this angle. Then, taking a deep breath, he smiled. "The coast is clear Mr. Sheagame." He addressed the empty air. "You can come out now." There followed a long pause during which nothing happened. Then suddenly, sounds of shuffling from underneath prompted seconds later a slight squeak. Signaling in turn loose boards being...
"Excellent!" Funaho breathed decisively, as Kiyone continued to glare holes in her. More than anything, Key thought the Queen seemed ... Relieved? Almost like she was expecting another answer? She wasn't certain, and didn't know that moment if she gave a damn anyway! "Not like this!" Ayeka openly wept, still kneeling on the floor leaning forward to bury her face into hands. "Please eternal Tsunami! Not like this!" She whispered, almost inaudibly. It was difficult to watch and almost...
Hero had been sitting at the base of the entry hall stairs staring despondently at his shoes for several minutes. He been siting there far longer he supposed, lost in thought uncertain of his next move. His conversation with the queen had raised far more questions than it had answered. To say nothing of the considerable inner turmoil it had stirred up! The same questions had been rolling through his mind, over and over again since the Queen had made it her business to be elsewhere and no...
My fingers shook as I unwrapped the package. Finally. My own Duelling Machine. Actually, I mused as I skimmed the instruction manual, “Duelling Machine” is a misnomer, it should be called a Dream Machine but the wrong name stuck. Unlike Bova’s conception which was brought to life in the DM-90 model and allowed two people to share a dream as a virtual battle, the more advanced DM-92 allows the sharing of a dream without violence and this one, the DM-100, allows one or more people to control a...
This is a true Story we both have experienced. Traudl had published half a year before her death here at xhamster in German. (Öffentlich an der Melkmaschine angeschlossen) For over a decade, we will visit to dance a bar on the outskirts of Vienna. Every April happens there for the regulars a fetish party (PVC, rubber leather). Admission there on evenings only for couples. High-lights are the performances of the female part of the couple. The man is in advance of the management his plans with...