Reluctance

Master! Master! Part 4_(1)

Part 4: I knew what I was going to find on the other side of that door, but I still didn’t have the guts to open it. Sonja had just come into the kitchen saying that there was someone in the shed, and considering the strange phenomena that had been happening to me lately, the circumstances of this stranger’s presence were obvious. But I knew I had to face this new trial. Behind me were Momo and Sonja, Momo’s ears twitching from her curiosity and Sonja growling and fighting her instincts to bark and yell. I opened the door of the shed and my palms met my face. “Goddammit, this isn’t funny anymore!” Crouching in the back of the shed, surrounded by overturned firewood, was a small girl, drop-dead beautiful. With short white hair and …

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SLUT 4 U – Part V

A student in the last year of college gets his hands on a virus that, when sent through a simple text, will issue an irresistible command. Will the girl of his dreams succumb to its power, or will she be able to resist? Disclaimer: All characters are entirely fictional and all resemblances to anyone in real life is entirely coincidental. If you are under 18 or offended by sexual material, don’t say I didn’t warn you. SLUT 4 U by Sinistra Part V Isabelle sat in that room for a long time. She felt like she wanted to cry, but the tears wouldn’t come. Her insides felt knotted and cold, and she felt like she was going to be sick. She was calm, and she hated herself for it. She hated that she enjoyed swiping …

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Amanda and The Photoshoot – 07

On payday Rich reached out. He was out of Dilaudid. He had Tramadol, weaker and longer-acting, and the next Dilaudid supply would cost more. He mentioned fentanyl. She declined without deliberating. She understood the fentanyl mortality profile precisely and she was not at the point where that profile was acceptable to her. She took the Tramadol. Three quarters of the jar was gone within twenty-four hours. She sat with that and understood what it indicated about the trajectory she had been mapping accurately since the first dose. The Tramadol was not sufficient. She thought about her mother’s Xanax. Two hours by bus. She had not been to her parents’ house since before October. She let herself in with the code and went directly to the medicine cabinet. Three pills. She stood in front of the …

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Getting to know the neighbors (chapter 1)

The sudden shift from sweltering heat to arctic cold makes the tiny hairs on Taylor’s neck stand on end. There have been many aspects of moving from California to Las Vegas which have been difficult, but the heat is perhaps her least favorite. Nolan and Taylor have reasoned that it’s been the right career move for them both. But on days like this which Taylor sardonically refers to as “kill-yourself-hot”, the couple have some pangs of regret. Another adjustment has been going from a very handsome but not head-turning pair in California, to being “a couple of REAL desert-10’s”, as an older woman in a grocery store line referred to them. “The heat is cooking these people’s brains!”, Taylor remarked. But Nolan had taken the flattery in stride, “I can’t speak for her brain without …

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Size Queen House Slaves Ch. 7

In the morning, Dad was still sleeping. Mom came into my room after knocking. She was carrying some laundry which I had left in the dryer. Normally she would leave it until she could use the machines after work. “Mom?” I sat up in bed, stretching my arms high. She spoke softly. “I shouldn’t have run out like that, yesterday. I’ll say more later, but I was dealing with personal stuff. It had nothing to do with you.” She dropped the clothes on my desk, for me to fold, and left. Nell knocked seconds later. “What was that about?” “Clothes. Step in and fold them for me.” I spoke somewhat lordly and grinned.” “You are a persistent piece of shit.” She continued to stand in the doorway. “Resistance is futile.” I said robotically. Her lips …

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Gabriella part two – servitude

Dave heard the door slam shut and could not believe what he just did. He looked out of the window of his bedroom. Gabriella was standing there still crying and hugging herself. He was certain she would not go to the police or tell her parents. He could now wait for tomorrow. That evening before bed he send a text to Mike: it’s done. She won’t go to the police for our little adventure. Make sure the calls stops bullying her. Mike replied: great! The next day in school Gabriella avoided Dave and Mike. Mike had informed the class that it was not cool to bully Gabriella and that she should be left alone. The class seemed to obey as the entire morning no foul comments were shot nor bullying acts performed against her. School …

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Michelle The Widow

The Widow It was 9am on the day of the funeral, George had passed away suddenly and unexpectedly of a heart attack. He left behind his wife Michelle and 2 young children. George had run a local business selling computer products before his passing. He had done quite well for himself owning a large house and always driving the newest model cars. Michelle was only 37, she was a stay at home mum who had always led the easy life due to George’s business. Too young to be a widow, people kept telling her. She looked even younger due to her athletics training and youthful facial features; she was 5 foot 3 with long brown hair. She was slim with a rounded ass and curved hips, when she bent over everyone appreciated it. She had …

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Doll House – Detective Nolms story

Howard got home from work earlier than normal. His day was spent coping and sending all of the case files back to Mother. He was near nervous about being caught, but the thrill of it excited him. Making his thin cock strain along his cage. But it was obeying Mother was the most pleasurable. He never knew he could feel this way. All he needed to do was submit. The shoulder bag hit the floor with a heavy, defeated thud, the leather worn smooth by years of dragging it through the grimy underbelly of the city. Detective Howard Nolms stood in the entryway of the suburban split-level that had slowly become a prison of mortgage payments and silence. He loosened his tie, a cheap polyester noose that had been choking him all day, and ran …

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Doll House – Aspen, Scott (pt 5) – Welcome Home Scott

The pale, ghostly glow of the smartphone screen cut through the heavy dimness of the bedroom, casting a spectral blue light across the duvet. Lexi sat perched on the edge of the mattress, her thumb hovering over the glass, the only movement in a room held in suspended animation. The “Find My Phone” app was open, a stark grid of the city streets illuminated by a single, pulsing green dot. It was Scott. The dot moved with a steady, mechanical rhythm, sliding away from the dense gray grid of the office district and onto the arterial roads that bled toward home. He was in transit. “Perfect,” she whispered, the word escaping her lips like a puff of cigarette smoke, curling into the silence. She tossed the phone onto the bedside table, where it landed with …

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Amanda and The Photoshoot – 06

The days that followed passed within the pharmacokinetic windows the Dilaudid established. She sent three job applications from the shared computer, entry-level data entry and admin roles, the kind of work that required nothing from her she was not currently capable of giving. The data entry role confirmed for January. The numbers worked. On the day of the appointment she sat across from Dr. Harper and delivered her account accurately on the symptoms and ***********ively on the cause and omitting the Dilaudid entirely. Dr. Harper was direct. The Valium had been a temporary intervention. The dependency risk was too high. She would not prescribe it further. Amanda confirmed she understood. She understood it with the full precision of someone three years into a pre-med degree who had spent the past eleven days managing an opioid …

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Sir Salt

Chapter 52: SIR SALT After sampling some of the local talent, I wanted an adventure. I decided to take my boat exploring some of the local waters. I notified the office that I would be gone for a couple of days, secured my dinghy to my assigned mooring ball, and cast off. I navigated to the “ditch” and relaxed in my comfortable cockpit as I watched the scenery drift past in slow motion. I had no destination, just a desire to escape for a day. I wanted time to be alone, to think, to assess my journey so far and where I was going. I was hankering for a cold beer but denied myself that luxury. No booze or pot for the helmsman while underway. Captain’s law. With a big sigh and the sun sinking …

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Stella

Please go gentle, this is my very first sex story. The beginning of this is all about the torture and dominance so there isn’t very much actual sex but there will be a lot more coming. She allowed her head briefly to rest on the shower wall, feeling the cascade of water over her body drown out the pounding of her head. She turned around and let the water beat around her shoulders as she imagined the previous nights beer and rum and whatever else spilled on her to be flowing off. As she massaged shampoo into her long auburn hair she tried to remember last night. And realized she had hit a complete blank, but there was enough evidence to assume the worst. She had woken up lying face down on the floor, covered …

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Molesting Lily

I arrived at the address she gave me around 1 p.m., a fairly large mansion, definitely in an affluent neighborhood. Ringing the doorbell, I stood there quietly in front of a huge double door, made from heavy wood resembling oak. I had my bass on as a sort of backpack, and was carrying a small amp/speaker unit for it as well. I had been told to bring everything I might need, since she and her friends were more about classical instruments and wouldn’t have everything. As a fairly tall, but also skinny guy my backpack reached comical heights, with the head of it sticking out a foot over my 6”7’ frame. Being kinda nervous, I thought about what I’d heard or seen from her. The door opening ripped me out of my thoughts as I …

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Blackmailed Bride

Blackmailed Bride Lori was a very beautiful young bride as she walked down the aisle toward her soon to be husband. Her white gown helped accentuate her deep blue eyes and long blond hair. Her breast filled her gown to near overflowing. A good bit of her cleavage was spilling over the top of her gown’s bodice. The form fitting gown wrapped around her firm body and offered a nice view of the shape of her tight butt. The gown’s short train flowed behind her as she walked toward the altar of the church. Lori was indeed a beautiful bride, but then aren’t all brides and pregnant women beautiful? Lori was not pregnant. Not yet, but she soon would be! Ronald, her bridegroom, was the son of a powerful, wealthy, and well known local businessman. …

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Katha pt.1 – A shitgirl must learn to live her secret desire

A few years after Janet and her family had moved away from our region, our school classes were re-arranged, and a number of students coming from smaller villages outside were put in because their former schools were closed. Among them was a sexy little girl named Katharina, but everyone including herself just called her Katha (please allow me to keep the original german names, you know I’m german – in english speaking countries, her name would have been Kathryn shortened to Kate). I was now 16 or 17 years old, and since the time my shit sex relationship with Janet had ended, I had no other girl that was into this kind of games. Sure I had tried, had fingered their assholes when I had a girl, but they always reacted disgusted even only at …

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Amanda and The Photoshoot – 03

The pasta sat in front of her and she did not eat it. She had stopped at the shop on the way home, a small concession to the fact that she had eight hundred dollars in her bag and had not eaten a real meal in four days. She had cooked it properly, salted the water, timed it correctly. She had sat down at the table with a fork in her hand. Then she had looked at the clothes. They were folded on the chair across from her. The dark cherry dress and the grey wrap skirt and the pieces that went with each. The shoes beside them. Neat. Organised. She looked at them for a long time. The framework said they were garments. Stretch fabric and wool blend and lace and sheer hosiery. Fabric …

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A gift from her mother…

Here is a story that happene a few years back. It was one of those tales that people read and say “Yeah right like that ever happen!?” Anyway it did and this is it… After finishing work early one afternoon I drove back to my girlfriends house at the time. She was then living with her parents. When I pulled into the drive way I could see that her mum was in but her car was not there yet. She would probably be back in a few hours time if she finished normal time? As I walked into the frontroom her mum was sitting on the sofa infront of the tv. “Hi there…” I called as I passed her on my way into the kitchen. Her mum was cool and we got on real well. …

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Passion of Pirates

The year was 1725 and I was a young woman of my father’s household, bound to sea in the following week to travel across the North Atlantic and into the Caribbean where my father had purchased a small amount of land for a new plantation that would secure the family’s wealth. I was but eighteen, a young woman at that age and considered the pride of my father, though my mother had died some time in my early youth. I was spoiled and doted upon with my every whim attended to, my ladies dressed me and kept me and my father paid my way in every venture. Schooled and more than appropriately educated to the world I was ready for adventure and freedom that my father would never permit, in his eyes I was little …

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Pleasing Bill: A Crossdressing Story #2

Chapter 2: First Day On The Job “That’s what i like to hear. Now at 12AM tomorrow i want you to be at our house dressed up in the sexiest outfit that you can get your hands on. I’ll text you our address.” “I can’t. My family are still at home by 12.” I pleaded. “That’s not my concern. Now this is your first task i’m telling you to do. Are you going to fail me already? Because you be here at 12 o’clock on the dot or you can forget about ever seeing me again.” Bill said annoyed. I couldn’t disappoint him. I need to prove i’m going to worth his time. “I understand, Sir. I will be there.” “That’s a good little whore. See you then.” He hung up. How the hell am …

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Ride to school

I woke up that morning like any other, the sun filtering through the thin curtains of my bedroom window, casting a warm glow over the patchwork quilt my grandma had made years ago. Living out in the country meant everything was quiet—too quiet sometimes. No bustling streets, no crowds of kids my age. Just me, my parents on their small farm, and the endless fields stretching out like a green ocean. I was 18 now, technically an adult, but I felt like I was still that little girl who’d never ventured far from home. Homeschooled until high school, I’d only started attending the local public school last year, and even then, I kept to myself. Shy didn’t begin to cover it; I blushed at the slightest attention, my voice barely above a whisper in class. …

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