Predator Prey Series Teresa s Tail
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http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100001235356115 Chapter Four: Call me Master I closed my eyes and leaned my head back and enjoyed the sensations that her mouth was giving me. I opened my eyes and looked down to watch my penis slide in and out of her mouth. It was a beautiful sight I was watching. Nothing more turned me on then to watch my penis disappear into her mouth. I let out a sigh of pleasure as I let her bangs go and moved them to the back of her head. Pumping her head...
Tuesday EveningCarie made a beeline across the hallway to the opposite apartment with a small cardboard box, a plume of annoyance trailing behind her. Pulsating thrash-techno music had been erupting from inside Apartment Seven for the past hour with the noise pummelling the door so hard that the hinges creaked. A sour frown angled her brow as she knocked.Then she waited.Then she knocked again, harder.And waited again.She thumped it with the side of her fist. “Vasily!” she shouted. “Open the...
Straight SexThe must of old linen and wood pulp soothed his heightened senses. It stilled the tingle of anticipation in the pit of his stomach. Frobisher would be waiting for him, the lecherous crook. Thick with a stale odour of pipe tobacco, it fired memories of their battles of wits, a long time ago.The gothic styled vaulted ceilings still carried the soot of centuries. Once a chapel, this vast space had a gravitas and presence that would be all the more impressive if he could see the rest of it. ...
Supernatural“Oh Shit!” I said, I had rigged up an alarm with a loud speaker some wire and some items I had left lying around from my earlier days of tinkering. I could not see Lorie anywhere. I spun around and thought of the first place I would go if the situation was reversed so I headed straight for the door. Locked still, so I ran to the back door which was in the living room. It to was locked. I started running throughout the house going from window to window, and closet to closet. Nothing,...
I finished up by tying a rope to the back of it and down to the eye bolt in the floor. I knotted it in a few different ways. I don’t even think I am going to be able to untie it without cutting it off. I made the rope about a foots length. Just enough to move but not enough to get up. I then retied her arms to the front as they must be getting sore and tired which worked to my advantage during all of this. I tucked her in and went back up stairs and made sure to lock the door. She did not...
Grabbing the food and a drink from the fridge I walked over to the lazy boy and got settled. I left around the chair a little for the damn remote. I am notorious for loosing the remote. After a few minutes of digging I fount it in the chair, and hit the News button on my harmony remote and watched in awe as it worked its magic. First the cable box came on, then the television flicked on, and then after about thirty seconds the remote sent the signal to the cable box to change its channel to...
Standing in the bedroom I turned around and gave the rope a tug. As expected she jumped forward when she felt the rope slide and press tightly against her clitoris. I started to walk off and give the rope a tug ever so often just to see her jump forward and shake those beautiful breasts. As we walked she would make a moan every so often. Not to loud just under her breath. As I get to the basement door I stopped to warn her of the steps. I did not want to take the blindfold off but rather...
This conversation is not going where I had hoped it go. It seems she is set in her mind. Damn I wish I could just go back and change what had transpired. I can't now and now she has went from 'Miss I'm so sorry' to 'Miss I am going to fuck your world up big time'. I sit back in the chair and think of ways to get out of it. I could knock her out again, and then drive her back and park her car on a poll and let her think this was all a dream. I don't think she would by that. I could...
Reality over ego starts to set in. I pull her head off of my penis and look at her as her mouth lay open, gapped, with saliva and the little bit of cum from my penis as I pulled out. Shes dead. Oh fuck, I killed her, she suffocated on my dick. What am I going to do, I think to my self as I go into a frantic frenzy. I picked her up, threw her in her car. Shit, I cant leave her, and I can't take both cars. I got it. I will park my car in the abandoned lot near us. I hop in to my car and...
The wreck Waking up to the sound of an alarm in the background. I slap the damn thing to silence it, missing it a couple times before landing the hit that allows me to sleep another 10 minutes. As I start to fade into an even deeper sleep the damn thing sounds again. Not wanting to get up, I moan in annoyance and finally sit up seeing the time, fuck, I'm late. It's 7:15 in the morning. Damn it. As I get out of bed and take my morning piss which feels like heaven every morning I ponder the...
The machine streaked across the desert, screaming through bleak vistas of scorched earth where nothing lives without a little outside help. Joshua trees and desultory vultures. Fossils buried under the salt floor of ancient seas. She was hammering the gas, white knuckling the wheel until the screaming of the engine drowned out the screaming in her mind. She was riding inside a shot bullet, all done and hurtling toward any bull’s-eye she could hit. There was a world of shame in the rearview...
MasturbationEverything changed after I died. Three times. Tough day, that. The first two times they worked furiously to resuscitate me, restore a heartbeat, respiration, CPR, the basics… it was sausage factory emergency medicine at its finest, with unsung heroes stubbornly refusing to let death win. The third time, however, I was truly dead. Or so they say – all the best medical minds with all their monitors and other gadgets agreed that there was no way back, not from an alpha coma.They were just waiting...
Mind ControlThe entire week, Marissa had been leaving the house early and arriving late. Early and late enough to avoid Benji. It wasn't fear, she kept telling herself. She just didn't want to give into the temptation he represented. It was bad enough that she couldn't stop thinking of him. So, she'd been packing a tote and going to the gym, then spending the rest of the day out. She was playing it safe. Patrick had been scheduled for a week long conference. Marissa had been afraid that Benji would come to...
CheatingI didn't know much about Phillip Sterling before I went to meet with the board of his charitable foundation. They had awarded Tom Bavington, the head of my lab, an enormous grant for his work in cancer research. The board requested that a representative of the lab present an overview of our work prior to the monetary award being given. Unfortunately, Tom decided to go skiing the weekend before his big presentation and broke his leg in three places. And, oh, did I curse his name as I rode the...
Seduction“Do you trust me?” she asked, and I’d answered without thinking, my words followed with a soft kiss, my body tingling all over as she pulled me closer, her tongue slipping easily between my lips.“Of course I do. Why would you even ask?” I answered breathlessly, feeling the welcome warmth of desire kissing the insides of my thighs. She gave my ass a quick squeeze and was rewarded with a sharp intake of breath.“You make me want to do bad things to you, baby.” “I like it when you do bad things to...
BDSMShe is a caring person.? She believes in the golden rule, and tries to do her part in making the world a better place.? But she also has a strong capacity for compartmentalization, and a deep craving to have a man in her life that she can hurt as intensely as she wishes, without worries about her safety or going to Hell.? She wants to do far more than merely hurt him, for hurt is usually temporary, disappearing all too soon.? She wants to permanently harm him, his mind, his essence, to...
I wrote this to evoke a slight shiver in my readers. I hope this story makes you feel as if I stepped on your grave. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Predator's Desire “Reading is one form of escape. Running for your life is another.” - Lemony Snicket I wish this story had a happy ending, I really do. Still, as I stand outside Sarah's work with a hood in my hands and zip ties on a...
“Are you thinking about it?”Delicate nose cocked, ingénue eyes, the curl on her lips grew. Such playful insolence expected an answer. There was only one ‘it’ in our private lexicon.I grinned, raised an eyebrow, “I like what you have done with your hair.”It did not deter her.Sheltered from the winds of change, we basked in the diminished warmth. Inside, the open kitchen, its copper pans on the wall, hummed with industry. Happy chitchat competed with café music. Imbued with a homely...
TrueEcho studied her hair in the rearview mirror of Hawke’s truck. He hadn’t done too badly cutting it, and it hadn’t taken her long to add a few finishing touches with the scissors. The change was simple, yet drastic enough she barely recognized herself. A sense of exhilaration played at the edges of her nerves. In a long sleeved blouse and oversized shades, Trey could pass her on the sidewalk and not have a clue who she was. She closed her eyes behind the shades and leaned against the headrest....
Straight Sex“Echo,” he said. “It’s time to get started.” She had to blink a few times to get focused. Hawke was sitting on the bunk opposite hers in the trailer. He was leaning onto his elbows down on his knees, watching her face even though the cropped T she went to sleep in had ridden up over her left, candy tipped breast. She wasn’t even aware of it until he reached over and gingerly pulled the edge of the T shirt down to cover her nipple. She smiled and closed her eyes again. The sound of her new...
Oral SexShe was an enigma on the Pacific Coast Highway, a she-devil as I would later learn, but springtime in California evoked a lazy naiveté in me. The golden coast was full of the promise of summer love affairs and casual encounters. There are the mind-fucks too, but nobody is thinking about the pitfalls and risks while watching the swish of a short skirt over tanned thighs and the smiles that invite you down that gilded path of sexual adventure. I was hungry for it, thirsty for the taste of sweet...
Hardcore“Fuck.”Carie tilted her head to the side and repeated, “Fuck.”She observed her lips in the mirror carefully. “Fu-uck.”She frowned momentarily before shaking her head side-to-side, tossing her lengthy cascade of sable hair into a seductive mess. She popped a brow, angled her chin over her bare shoulder, and cast a sultry, flirtatious gaze towards the mirror. Lips rounded, she loosed an aching, swooning breath: “Fu-uhh-ck!”There. Yeah, that was it. That was the “fuck” that never failed to launch...
HumorThe Reverend Tobias Whitmore was perplexed.Not that this was a particularly unusual state of affairs for him, he mused, as his relatively short life seemed to be lived in a condition of relative confusion.As the third son of a minor branch of a noble family with pretensions to faded gentility, he was always destined for the church from birth. This had nothing to do with his character, merely the state of his family’s finances. Bluntly, there was no money to afford any of the sons the leisurely...
HistoricalMarissa Weiss very much enjoyed her mid morning run. On that Monday, her trainers pounded the smooth, black asphalt of this suburban residential street, one of a vast network in her upper middle class neighborhood. Mature oaks, poplars and sycamores spread their generous canopies over lush, well tended yards, creating a forest in the outskirts of Atlanta. The road wasn't anywhere near flat, with hills and dips that challenged Marissa to pound harder. She loved the exertion, her well toned frame...
CheatingThe moon was just starting to peek over the distant range when Jake and his men finished rounding up the stray cattle. The skittish creatures rejoined the herd with grateful sounding bays and moos, as if leaving hadn't been their idea in the first place. Jake spat the trail dust out of this mouth and leaned his long, rangy body onto the saddle horn as he watched his men bring in the last few stragglers. A quick count ensured that they had found nearly all of them. Midnight snorted and pawed the...
Straight SexIt had been two weeks since I’d seen Mrs. Vandermeer. Two excruciatingly long weeks during which I wasn’t even allowed to touch myself, let alone do something about the terrible hunger she’d set loose within me. It wasn’t too bad during the day. After all, I kept busy with my normal day to day routine; going to school, spending time with my friends, homework and chores, time spend with my family. Not that I didn’t think about Abby at odd moments. I’d be sitting in class while Mrs. Morgan tried...
BDSM“Actually, there is something.” Mike carefully walked around the furniture in the room, pulling the doll from the mantle of the fireplace. He came back, handing it to her. The docile porcelain features of the doll gazed imploringly into Beth’s eyes, as if it was sad to be leaving. “I don’t care how, just get rid of it.” Beth realized that even she thought the doll was spooky. Staring into its painted eyes, she couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m on it. Have a good night, Mike.” She left him, a...
I was eight when I was kidnaped with my twelve year old sister. When they tried to cut off my finger she fought and was killed. They left her body in a park as a sign of what they would do to me. I had been frightened and slowly it became anger. My parents paid the two million crown ransom. Only I knew they would not let me go. I had seen their face and they had killed. I was tied to a chair in a storage room while they went to get the ransom. I bounced and jumped and broke the chair to get...
kris is my former student whom i know her since age 18. she was my favourite. about 3 years ago, i had the opportunity to work with her in my office when when she was did an internship with me. i mentored her personally and i know i am also her favourite mentor. kris was a young lady who has the fire and idealism in her. she is a highly confident girl who knows what she want. she is an achiever in every sense. kris is now employed as my personal assistant. fresh from university, she is half my...
EroticChapter 40b: CONFLICT ON THE PLAINS - ContinuedSuddenly I did know what we were going to do to survive. And if we could bring it together decisively and immediately, the day will still be ours. Because when it got quiet, at least right around me as everyone was surprised by my reaction, I heard the disturbance. But I had to be sure. So I yelled for quiet, to listen, to be sure. And then I was sure. I heard the disturbance in the air that I have come to recognize as the cloaked shuttle of the...
Chapter 33b: ALEX’S NEW EXPERIENCES (Continued)Another moon cycle later and there was still no change. No arrival or warning of ships. I received updates from the dolphins every other day or so. Thorrass would give updates whenever we ventured out into the plains on scouting expeditions. A very interesting development from that day was our arrival into one of the species groups. Alex was now given a lot of attention.After being away from the lagoon for so long, Alex and I had re-established our...
I come home from work to find her there, in the living room. She’s on her knees in an armchair, torso draped over the back, arms dangling and cuffed, and there’s a spreader bar between her ankles. She’s wearing heels, white nylons, and a flowery, virginal white dress.She’s completely still and completely silent. I stand behind her and lift her dress. There’s pale skin above her stocking tops, and no underwear to impede my view of her delightful pudenda and enticing buttocks. I touch her, easing...
FetishErotic Comic Orgy Series – Chapter X“Madame Calls Her Friend”, with Vic (OC), Madame and Ingeborg (from ‘The Divine’, Stramaglia)Madame (the brunette) and Ingeborg (the blonde): The door opened and then Vic and Madame walked into her house, apparently sharing a quite pleasant chat if noticed how loud they talked to each other and laughing at almost every second of it. As soon as they went in, Ingeborg, the loyal secretary and Madame’s partner came from the living room to see the lovebirds...
This is my first story in quite awhile I hope everyone enjoys if you have comments or suggestions please email me. [email protected] love to hear from readers yours Truly Tiffany the want to be fuck toy. The making of a Sissy Fuck doll William also sometimes known as Willa was confused she couldn't move there were head phones on her and a visor on her head. She couldn't quite make out the words but there was a pounding beat and whispered words coming from the head phones. ...
Voodoo Dollby Ashley ZachariasPrelude:F. Scott Fitzgerald: ?The rich are different than you and me.?Earnest Hemingway: ?Yes, they have more money.? – an apocryphal anecdote oft told by HemingwayIs Fitzgerald or Hemingway right? Are the desires of the fantastically wealthy fundamentally different than ours? Or do they simply have the means to turn fantasies that we all share into their reality?* * *The Wedding Present:?You’re my dream team.? Lori smiled at the men sitting around the table. ?I...
SRU: The Doll By Morpheus ([email protected]) Sandy Morris tried to keep up with her mom walking in the mall, but her 9 year old legs were no match for her mother's greater stride. Gail Morris looked back impatiently at her daughter, "Hurry up honey, or I'll leave you behind." Running and catching up with her mom Sandy noticed a store that looked interesting. She begged her mom to let her go in and look around, and Gail reluctantly agreed, knowing that if she didn't Sandy...
Mom loved her half-sister, Doreen, very much. She hadn't seen her in ages. That didn't stop mom from calling her and keeping tabs on her. Aunt Doreen was a lot older than mom. One day, mom went to a garage sale. She saw a beautiful big baby doll that she thought Aunt Doreen would love. She bought it, and brought it back to the house. She showed it to me, and said she was going to send it to Doreen. Mom didn't know that i had a sexual fetish with dolls. That doll was calling me, to take...
(Due to the large amount of copyright notices in this story, I have listed them in Author's Note's in order to not give away any details.) Dream Doll Story by Garath Xion Editing by Cedric Hasten "Can we go now?" James asked for the third time since entering the store. "Hold your damn horses alright? Geez, we're in a sex shop for crying out loud. You should be excited at the possibilities. What are you gay or something?" Ben shot back at him. James mentally sighed. He hated...
Therapy Doll A young man finds himself in the middle of two personalities. It's in the middle of that discovery that he finds himself about to become homeless. There is a plan, albeit an odd plan but he and he alone might be able to bring those two together and in doing so find a home. All he's got to do is become a Therapy Doll. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to locations, persons living or dead is purely coincidental. There is also sex between consenting partners...
Sitting in front of his computer Henry was browsing on a website that sold realistic life-size sex dolls. He was amazed at how life-like these dolls were. As Henry continued browsing the website, the urge to place an order was growing inside him.He liked the ones that were already preconfigured, but he wanted to customize a doll to his liking. He continued to search for the option to customize a doll, but could not find it. Henry picked up his phone and called the company."Thank you for...
Fantasy & Sci-FiAnnabelle's Doll by The sheep of the China Shepherdess. The flyer read, "Mary Anne's Antique Doll show, County Fairgrounds, Early admission 25 dollars." Most of the attendees were older women, with gray hair. Many had been rather pretty when young. Some still had a semblance of figure. Others were obviously mammalian and female. Behind the counters more often than not were young men in their mid 20s. Dressed in the...
The last of the movers left and Carl was left alone in his new furnished home. The few boxes of personal effects they allowed him to keep have been stacked neatly in the living room. Carl looked over the room before moving into the kitchen; it was bright yellow with warm orange accents. Warm like everything else in Arizona. Carl realized that in his 34 years of living, it was the past two years that drastically changed his life. He was busted back then by a combined federal task force of...
So, about objectification.. I had a little trip to the state line treating myself to an relatively inexpensive vacation. I wanted to get out and away to find time in femme mode, socialize, indulge and build my confidence. I made the drive down there en femme checked into my hotel, ordered myself room service and kicked my heels off while stretching out on the queen size bed.I took in a long hot bubble bath that I had bought from a boutique in LA. I took extra time in making sure my appearance...
PREDATOR AND PREY It began with the advert in the contact section of one of the more popularfetish magazines. Male submissive, rubber fetishist required by demanding dominatrix. Serious applicants only. Must be healthy and willing to undergo extensive and rigorous training in rubber immersion and submissive slavery. Box 4994 Since an early age this had been his ultimate fantasy. He'd spend endlesshours fantasising about being overpowered by an imperious domina and forcedto serve her. He...
DAY ONE: The last of the movers left and Carl was left alone in his new furnished home. The few boxes of personal effects they allowed him to keep have been stacked neatly in the living room. Carl looked over the room before moving into the kitchen; it was bright yellow with warm orange accents. Warm like everything else in Arizona. Carl realized that in his 34 years of living, it was the past two years that drastically changed his life. He was busted back then by a combined federal task...
Hello lovers. I know I have several series that you all would like me to continue. But sometimes an idea just sticks in my head and makes my pussy stick all wet and slippery, and I just have to get it written down to share with all of you! I was starting to write the next part of my story about Sissy Candy and her Uncle Mike (remember, Candy used to be Kenny until he seduced his uncle to sink his cock deep in Kenny's virgin ass, and turn that asshole into a boipussy?). Well as I...
Predator and prey corrupting a mother and taking her son as my femmboi sissy! By tawny suede chapter 2 - first date i was going to have to play a bit of a long game. I figured it would take about six months. I didn't make a plan as such, but my mind played around with how to go about this over the next several days and a general way forward worked itself out. I was going to have to corrupt the mother. I didn't feel bad about that at all. She had something that I wanted and I was...
Robert Wallace was a timid man. He had very low self-esteem and was very shy around women. He didn’t date at all and spent most of his time watching porn. He had sex with escorts, but would lose his nerve around regular women. He was an average looking guy. He had a good job and lived in a nice house. He was getting tired of his routine. One night, while he was surfing on the internet, he saw an ad for a sex “robot” doll. He clicked on the ad and was amazed by the video that they had...
Toys= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you...
A few years ago I was watching a news show on television when they did a segment with the title, “Does Your Name Shape Your Destiny?”“Damned straight!” I yelled at the television even before the announcer began his bit. The answer, by the way, was “Yes,” but I already knew that because my name is... Barbie.My full name is Barbara Millicent Roberts, but growing up, my parents, Margaret and George Roberts insisted that everyone call me Barbie. Mom called me “Barbie Doll” until I was a teenager...
Fantasy & Sci-FiRealdoll! What would happen if the producers of Black Mirror made a porno? Well, I think I may have just found the site that would start it all.Real Doll made by Abyss Creations makes the most lifelike, realistic, customizable male sex toys on the market today. They have a whole roster of sexy inanimate fuck toys for you to browse and (if you’re lonely and rich enough) purchase. If you thought blowup dolls were bizarre, just wait until you see the shit that Real Doll has to offer. Holy....
Sex Doll ShopsWhen I was a little girl, I had loved playing with dolls. I would dress them up, brush their hair and create lives for them. I had Barbies and Sindy’s that lived alongside the fake ones who didn’t look quite right that my mum had bought cheaply, but nonetheless they had all served their own purpose. They lived in my dollhouse in my bedroom and I built an entire world for them, admittedly with the Barbies at the top of the social ladder very shallowly because they were prettier with better...
Chapter 41: THE NEW DAY … AND A BIG CHANGEThe new day brought a new awareness. To all of us. And it was obvious by the reactions of all the species as they milled around the commons area of the settlement. The day before we were in the fight of our very lives. Although I gave us even odds for the initial battle as I had it planned, even odds is also just as good that we would lose. Then, when it was clear they had held back half of their force, I believed we were doomed. If not right there on...
SRU: The Return of the Love Doll By Ran Dandel The Riding Club of the University was one of its most exclusive organizations. It was like a non-resident fraternity. The members gathered there to meet and socialize, and to build their skills at networking. The exclusivity was guaranteed because only the wealthiest students in good standing in their respective cities' Society could become members. Members who graduated were destined to wield great power in whatever ...
I'm Your Doll By Sissy Cindy The Personal Ad It read: Dress Me Up. I'm a SWM crossdresser seeking a woman for a long term relationship. Most of my wardrobe is casual everyday dresses (I don't wear anything provocative). I'm shy, gentle, financially secure and loyal. I'm 5 feet 4 inches, have a slim build (size 10), and don't smoke. Taller woman are okay. Kevin Smith placed this ad on an Internet dating site that had thousands of ads from around the country. He was...
Chapter 42: MY FUTURE IS DECIDEDThe island is at peace, the mainland threat is gone. The island should be secure. Life should be peaceful. And b**st is gone. Happy, perhaps. But still gone. What does all this mean for me?Within a week of our victory against the invaders, Alex and Addama decide to go ahead with their marriage. She feels it is good for a positive, celebratory change. So early evening, with the world quieting down again, Alex and Addama approach Tessra and me at the edge of the...
Matt's over protective Tim father buys him a top of the range sex doll for his birthday in a bid to "keep him out of trouble" with girls. Up to this point Matt had been concentrating on his studies at school to the exclusion of everything else including girls and sex but things were about to change, all thanks to his father’s gift . . . .Oh my God!, Dad, No!, No!, No! . . . Matt gazed down stunned at the rubber doll laying in the large wooden box on the sitting room floor.Tim knew there would...
Sexy Sex Doll! It’s hard to get tired of porno, but I know sometimes people want to ramp it up a little. That’s one of the reasons hookers are so popular, but even those lays come with some strings attached. Well, we’re living in the goddamn future, so you’ve got a growing number of options. For example, SexySexDoll.com offers stunningly realistic sex dolls for your pleasure.These aren’t the inflatable bitches you can buy at the dank and dirty local porn shop. You know, like the one your...
Sex Doll Shops