my Garage

Ariana arrived last. She was tied to board wild eyed. The girls unloaded her in my torture room and then left quickly. Clair’s legs were tied together at the thighs and her ankles to her waist. Her hands were twisted behind her. She was wincing from all the fresh bruises on her vagina and inner legs. Sarah was tied to a board against the wall. Her big belly jiggled a little when she would flinch every few seconds. Her crotch was also covered In bruises and a dildo three inches across was delivering a shock now and again. She would go into labor soon. And then I would introduce her to butt rape. I took my beaded whip and gave Ariana the first of many painful jolts by driving the beads into her clit. A …

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Kayla Part 1

“My family and I are moving away, so we are going to have to break up.” The words struck me like a ton of bricks, and when I took a double take over what I had just heard, they hit me again with twice the intensity. I searched my mind for a response, but I couldn’t find the words. All that I could muster out was: “But Alyssa…why can’t…” I was at a loss of words. I finally was able to say, “Why can’t we still be together? I mean…I love you…” I stared at her waiting for a response for what seemed like forever. “Daniel, I don’t think that a long-distance relationship will work. I mean, so much work is involved and I don’t think that I’d be able to handle it.” She was …

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He Likes To Watch Me Dance_(1)

He likes to watch me dance. He likes it when I turn on the music and kick off my shoes to stand in front of his wheel chair and when I close my eyes and start to sway, he leans back with a thankful smile on his lips. The music is slow and dreamlike, a record from his old collection that reminds him of when he was young, and it creeps in under my skin and into the very structure of my bones where it takes control and makes me move. My body is in constant, slow movement as I cock my head to one side and roll it over to the other. My pony tail caresses the upper part of my back, right between the shoulder blades. It moves from left to right before …

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Narrow Escape (The Mission 8)

Ally felt numb, she couldn’t believe that she might never hear her best friend Allie again. Charles had been working on Allie’s circuits for over 2 hours, he’d almost had to shut part of cici’s circuits off, he’d been begging Charles to save Allie. Charles had been through it’s systems almost twice, though he’d replaced close to half of the systems major circuits he still had no idea why Allie still wasn’t active. From what he’d seen the by-pass had absorbed 90% of the overload so if anything Allie should still be half active. Charles had stopped the Time Raider not sure that he could maneuver the ship close enough to the capital planet, for them to use the MTM to set down in the empire city. cici was finally quiet it seemed it too …

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Mr. Wong’s Curios: Dragon’s Tail Ring (Part 1)

Fuck everything. Seriously. Fuck school and all the pieces of shit in school. All day, I’d put up with their shit and now I didn’t even have any money since that tool Andre and his crew took it. My mouth still stung when I moved it. That punk ass Andre had hit me while his boys had held my arms, then he’d taken all the money I had on me except for the change in my pocket. Whatever. I’d just have to sell something. I looked at the stores as I walked by them, but they were all chains and shit, with cameras and those anti-theft things up front. I needed something low key. Then I saw it, “Mr. Wong’s Curios.” Looked like an old antique store, definitely not a chain and if their sign …

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A Bi-night to remember!

Bi Night to Remember I was at a bar one Saturday night just watching the crowd and having a few beers. I noticed a nice looking couple on the dance floor looking at me and pointing in my direction. They caught my interest as I wondered what they were talking about. I walked to the bar near them to order a beer just after they came off the dance floor. The man walked over to me and said, “Hi, my name is Joe” “Tom, nice to meet you” I said and extended my hand. “My wife thinks you’re nice looking and wondered if you would like to come talk with us for a while.” he said. Never the one to turn down a chance to talk to a pretty woman I said, “Sure, lead the …

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Like Pieces of a Jigsaw Puzzle–Part 1

While this story has some aspects of BDSM, it has none of the cruelty usually found in most mistress/slave stories. As you read you’ll understand why. ********** Let me ask you—how many things can you name that go perfectly with each other? Peanut butter and jelly? That’s one. How about bacon and eggs? That’s another. Bagel and cream cheese? Good! Ham and Swiss? Even better! Pastrami and rye? Excellent! Here’s one you’ll never get—Nancy Rizzo and Henry Fuller! I’m Nancy and this is my story. CHAPTER 1 I was born the eldest daughter of Michael and Carmela Rizzo. The name Nancy came from Nancy Reagan, my mom’s heroine when she was a child. My dad is a famous trial attorney, the second Rizzo in Rizzo, Rizzo and Samuels with offices on three floors of a …

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Hailey’s First College Party – Part Three – Aftermath

If you have new ideas for another part of the story, drop them in the comments. Also be sure to vote positively if you enjoyed the story. If you leave a negative vote, please tell me what I could have done better. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Tiffany and Anna rushed her, both speaking at the same time, but Hailey couldn’t hear them. They helped her get dressed, and left, none of them noticing that only a single drip of semen was slowly sliding down her leg as they traveled out into the night. = …

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Under the Radar

Michaela and her father start a new life in suburban Vancouver after a recent family tragedy. Their new home is everything they hope for and more. Awoken from her sleep one night, the girl finds there may be another resident at “Linton Mews” she could never have imagined. “The house is so beautiful Dad.” Michaela stood there on the upper balcony, looking across at the avenue of maple trees, stretching as they did towards the distant roadway. Not far short of twilight now, the cool breeze made her shiver. She turned and glanced up at her father, whose hands rested gently on her shoulders. “Do you really think we will be able to get it?” The man inclined his head. Her words interrupted his thought-processes. In terms of “being beautiful,” was not the vision of …

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Ticonderoga – Episode 3: Awakenings

I am sorry this installment to so long to get out. I am up to my eyebrows in projects right now. It is time to wake up a mouse and hopefully she wont cause as much trouble as a rat… ———————————————————– I was sitting at the computer; Jazz Hands had managed to hook up an old fashioned keyboard to it. I reached forward and typed out, *Mighty Mouse, are you here?* then sat back to watch. One by one the keys pressed down, *Y-E-S*. “Can you hear me when I talk?” I asked out loud. *Yes* “OK, that is great! We have a problem. Melons has been examining the data on your sleep couch. It seams that when you went to sleep all of your synapses were wide open as if you were in very …

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Revenge, Pt 9: Christmas Presents_(1)

Chapter 9 Christmas It was always just the four of us for Christmas. For Thanksgiving we spent one day with as much family as we could cram into one room, but our parents always liked to spend this time with just us. Christmas day was the most fun it had been in years, mostly because Rose and I were on speaking terms again. We joked around like we did when we were kids, and I knew our parents could see the difference by the sly looks they kept giving each other. After we’d eaten the delicious turkey dinner that we’d all helped to make, as was the tradition, it was time to open presents. “Wait here.” said Rose to me as we moved into the living room, “I got you something.” Again my parents exchanged …

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JULIE & DAVID

(As most of what I write is related to non-consent or prostitution, I thought it would be fun to whip out a one-chapter short-story from a bit more of a “romantic” angle. GIVE ME YOU COMMENTS, and enjoy!!!) There’s only one car in the carport, and I stroll by and use the key she gave me back when all this started, and let myself in. The Kitchen is warm in comparison to the trip over from my (parent’s) house next door. It’s a large upscale neighborhood with the houses widely spaced, and it’s a typical cold December morning. I’ve been home for most of my University’s Junior semester due to Covid. My online class sign on isn’t for more than an hour, Julie’s husband has left to go for morning coffee with his mates. “Late. …

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Taping A Family Get-Together

Janet and I have been married three years now. We get along great and the sex is even better than great. Janet is rather a free spirit in the bedroom, even more than I am, I love it. We’ve never talked much about our sex lives before we met each other but I suspect that my wife would get the blue ribbon. Janet is very close with her mother, Jean, who lost her husband nearly five years ago, not long before we first met. She is a very attractive widow, forty-two, nice figure, an older version of Janet, really. They talk with each other several times each day and seem to talk just about everything. She had confided in Janet that the last few months had been very depressing, very lonely, and that she was …

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Brandy Tackles Her Senior High School Year

Hi, I’m Brandy. I’m 28 yo Bi Sub, 5”4”, 115 lbs, blonde hair, brown eyes, 32C breasts with permanently erect nipples (have been my whole life), and a waxed pussy … yes, I got tired of shaving and waxed myself damn that hurts. I’ve been a Sub most my life although I didn’t know it for quite a while. I do prefer men, but I am now a very well trained obedient Sub and will do whatever I’m told to by a Dom or Femdom. If you’ve read my some of my other posts about my journey finding out who I am and what my needs are, I hope you enjoyed it; if not let me repeat a little of the intro. My OBGYN once asked me how often I liked to have sex and …

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Who Knows, He or She ? 1

In my stories I use the ******** lines to sepparate the sex scenes. So if you get sick of reading the story, just skip ahead. Who Knows, He or She ? My name is Rachael and I’m 30yo, I’m what is called a hermaphrodite, I have the body parts of both male and female. I keep myself in very good shape and I look like a woman. My tits are a size C-cup, I have a 7” cock which also nice and thick, my pussy is right below my cock, although I don’t have a set of balls, I still have something that stores my sperm, but it’s on the inside not out. It’s hard to really understand or explain. I sometimes like to jerk myself off, and spurt all over or I’ll finger myself …

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I’m a PA

Chapter 1 It has been 3 weeks since I turned 18 and only 1 since I finished my course on how to be a PA (personal assistant) I’ve been to a few interviews since then but haven’t really liked any of them, except the one I went to this morning. A fairly small law firm, the owner Charles interviewed me and seemed like a really nice guy. I woke early this morning excited for the interview. After my shower I stood in my room looking into the mirror trying to decide wat to wear. Stating from the bottom I decided I need to wear high heels as the make my legs seem longer (not that they aren’t long already) with a thin pair of black stockings to bring out the shape. Obviously I would need …

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Hell Hath No Fury…_(1)

Hell Hath No fury… By aliveinpr My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. This is a fictional story, so read and enjoy. Just like you would find in “Cosmo”, all the signs were there. Jake and I had been married for over 10 years. I saw our marriage as ideal and I thought Jake had the same opinion. We handled chores around the house equally, I even liked mowing and general yard work. I even did some minor repairs around the house. If I knew more about cars, I probably would have been a ‘grease monkey’ like Jake, oil changes, air filters, checking brakes and tires, etc. Our love life was very good as Jake made me feel well loved and some times he would make me cum. Neither …

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My Amazing Mason 7

The next morning I woke up and when I did, I realized that everything that happened the night before was not a dream, which was amazing because I didn’t want it to be. I smiled and when I moved my leg, I felt his dick and I started to get really really horny again and I started to want more of him. So I got up and brushed my teeth so I didn’t have morning breath, then I went and got some mints from my purse and went back to him. I woke him up and made him eat a few mints and then I got on his dick and made slow and sweet love to my man, so yeah, we had morning sex and he let me be in control again. After that we …

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The Governess’ shame

I was reading quietly by the fireside in the study, The oil lamp shone brightly and the firelight flickered as I whiled away the time before supper one cold dark February evening. A knock at the door brought me back from tales of derring do to the present. “Come” I directed, but instead of Cook announcing supper supper it was our governess Miss Williams who entered and she was in some evident distress. She had been with us for several years now looking after my son James and daughter Emily since my dear wife departed. Departed with Mr Wilmot the cuckold and all round scoundrel you understand not departed this mortal coil. “My Lord, I must speak with you,” Miss Williams urged. I looked at her. In the deep shadow cast by the oil lamp …

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